Huangliang Inn

Soul incense is lit in the inn, and green smoke gushes out of the incense burner like a waterfall, converging into balls in the copper plate, and flowing along the curved steps made of gold and copper.

The living will never smell the fragrance of the soul, but for the dead, it is an irresistible temptation.

The boy walked into the inn, attracted by the fragrance of the soul, and sucked his nose hard.After a moment of recovery, he was a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

Yan Piao covered the incense burner and took out a lacquer box from behind the counter.The lid of the box was opened, and there were two rows of caramel lying neatly inside.Each piece is about the size of a little finger, amber in color, and wrapped with white beads inside. Against the backdrop of the red background, it doesn't look like a candy bar, but more like a delicate handicraft.

"sit down."

Putting the lacquer box on the table, Yan Jue gestured for the boy to sit down.

"Try it."

White fingers picked up the wooden block, carried a piece of caramel into a lacquered plate, and placed it in front of the boy.

The candy is tinged with the scent of the soul, which is irresistible to the ghost body.

The boy hadn't tasted the feeling of "hungry" for a long time, but at this moment, it was like when he was born, his stomach roared, his mouth secreted saliva, and he stared at the caramel in front of him.

"Eat."

Yan Jue put down the wooden chopsticks, and under the light, the black agate on his wrist slipped across the blue, like the eyes of an animal opened.

The boy finally couldn't resist the temptation, carefully picked up a piece of caramel, put it in his mouth and chewed it.

The ghost can't taste anything, but he can feel the sweetness flowing.Swallowing the candy in his mouth, the boy looked longingly at the lacquer box again.As he moved, the forehead parted to the sides, revealing a pair of bushy eyebrows and scarlet eyes.

Yan Jue supported his chin with one hand, pushed the whole box of maltose in front of the boy, and said gently: "The newborn grieving ghost has no relatives to offer incense, how long has he been hungry?"

The boy raised his head, and his scarlet eyes met his face.

"Grudge?"

Yan Jue nodded with a smile, his eyes were as black as ink, and there was a gleam of red gold in the ink, and said in his mouth: "Since I am a deceased person, I don't go to the hell to wait for reincarnation, but try to avoid the judge and ghost. I must have something to ask for."

"I want revenge!"

The boy clasped his hands on the edge of the table, and black air gushed out of his body, revealing his ferocious face like a beast.Black and red blood lines crawled up the cheeks, the scarlet under the eyes became even more scarlet, and the delicate face became hideous and terrifying.

"Revenge, revenge to whom?" Yan Jue became more and more interested, leaning forward slightly, locking the boy's gaze, "Tell me, maybe I can help you."

"help me?"

"Correct."

The gentle voice echoed in the room, and rows of wooden drawers appeared behind the counter, and the carvings on the drawers were like water waves flowing, shimmering.The light was fleeting, and the wooden drawer quickly returned to its original appearance, without any vividness.

"What grudge do you have, who do you want to seek revenge?" Yan Jue stood up and walked in front of the boy, clasped the back of his head with one hand, bent slightly, his voice was slightly lower than usual, like sweet syrup gliding past the boy's ears .

"Can you really help me?"

"I can." Yan Jue's voice was lower, with the power to appease ghosts.

Pulled by his strength, driven by resentment, the boy finally told his story.

"As long as I can remember, I have been living with my mother. Most of the time, my father is just a strange symbol..." The boy's voice was hoarse. As he told the story, black energy gathered around him, but unexpectedly he was not aggressive, more like It is a layer of armor, a layer of protective cover, which firmly protects him.

"It was okay in elementary school. Since junior high school, the number of times I saw my father has become very few. But I don't want him, I don't want to see him. Every time he comes back, my mother will get hurt. In the second year of junior high school, I saw it with my own eyes. When it comes to my dad... he doesn't deserve to be called my dad! That man beat my mother so badly."

"I wanted to call the police, but my mother wouldn't let me. She didn't even dare to go to the hospital..."

"When he was in the first year of high school, he beat my mother unconscious again. This time the police came, but in the end, the man was only warned. The family dispute, everyone was unconscious, and three ribs were broken. The conclusion is a family dispute!"

"Neighbors took benefits, and no one wanted to testify."

"My grandmother was still alive at that time, she didn't care about her own daughter, she also spoke for that man!"

The more the boy spoke, the angrier he became. His expression was distorted, and resentment surged. Black lines swirled and intertwined like a big net.

Yan Jue glanced at it, and just tapped his fingers, and a transparent barrier rose up inside the inn, confining the black air around the boy and preventing it from overflowing the door.

"Year after year, time and time again, I persuaded my mother to divorce, and I told her that it doesn't matter if life is hard. If I can be filial to her to support the family, we will leave that man and stay far away..."

The boy lowered his head, clenched his hands tightly, and gritted his teeth. His face was covered with black and red blood lines, extending to his neck and sinking into the neckline, which looked like cracks.

"My mother was persuaded by me and made up her mind. We are already leaving. That man came back with that woman, bullying my mother and showing off!"

"I killed him, killed him!"

"Knife after knife, like rags."

"I have no fear, no regrets, only joy, joy!"

"That woman couldn't run away, but someone heard the movement and called the police. The police came..."

"My mother said she did it, and she told me to run... That woman didn't die, and gave birth to the child... Everything in my house became hers..."

Later, the boy gradually became a little incoherent, and began to repeat "If you want to kill her, you must kill her".

"Do you still remember how you died?" Yan Jue interrupted him and asked.

"Die, yes, I'm dead." The boy grabbed his hair hard, his fingernails were sharp and black, "I went home at night and was pushed down from the second floor. Then, they cut me open with a knife." The boy unzipped his jacket , In addition to the black and red blood lines on the chest, there are irregular knife marks.

"They?" Yan Yan asked.

"That woman, and her sister!" The boy closed his coat, grabbed the neckline, with a distorted smile on his face, "I followed her today and followed her all the way. If it wasn't for... I've already done it."

Yan Jue didn't make a sound, thinking of the short-haired girl named Nana in the daytime, and thinking of the black air lingering around her, she smiled slightly and said, "You probably don't know that when a ghost kills with evil thoughts, it will immediately attract judges and ghost messengers." , before you can take revenge, you have already been entangled in the soul chain, and you were beaten out of your wits on the spot."

The boy didn't speak, the black air around him became more intense, and his eyes were almost bleeding.

"Don't worry." Yan Jue snapped his fingers, and the stone carvings in front of the inn glowed with light, but the lanterns hanging in front of the door went out at the same time, cutting off all the roads leading to the inn.Regardless of the living, the deceased, or even Judge Yan Luo, before he removed the barrier, he could no longer step into the Huangliang Inn.

"I said before, if you want revenge, I can help you. Let the person you hate fall into the endless abyss, madness, death, all in one thought."

"How to do it?"

"Don't worry." Yan Jue said with a light smile, "There are two sides to one thing, you have to pay for what you want, understand?"

"What do I have to give? What else do I have?"

"One soul and one soul." Yan Piao pointed his fingers on the table, and two wooden slips with red stripes on a black background appeared in front of the boy.

Outside the inn, the judge was holding a soul-inducing lamp, the faint blue flame was beating, and the chain of white smoke was suddenly cut off in the middle, lost its direction, and drifted aimlessly.

In the youth hostel, a girl named Nana just took a shower and was wiping her hair in front of the mirror.Putting the towel aside, wiped off the mist from the mirror, and unscrewed the bottle cap of the lotion, a black mist suddenly floated across the mirror.

"Dazzled?"

The girl felt strange, put down the bottle, and touched the mirror surface with her hand. It was smooth, and there was some black mist there.

"It must be too tired and dazzled."

Just as he was comforting himself in this way, the light in the bathroom flickered suddenly, the closed transom made a dull sound, and the glass shattered like spider veins.Black air surged again on the mirror surface, slowly gathered, and finally condensed into a bloody and tearful grimace.

The grimace twisted and roared, and it was vaguely recognizable that it was an old middle-aged woman.

"what!"

Nana screamed, took two steps back, accidentally tripped over herself, and fell to the ground in embarrassment.

The noise in the bathroom attracted attention. A few girls were worried that something might happen and wanted to open the door, but they found it was locked from the inside. They knocked on the door and shouted, "Nana, Nana, are you okay? Nana, open the door!"

The sound came out of the door, and the service staff of the hotel arrived quickly. After learning about the situation, the waitress fetched the spare key and opened the bathroom from the outside.

When everyone entered the room, they found that the transom was half open, and the window glass seemed to be smashed by a stone, and fell to the ground piece by piece.Most of the mirror was also shattered, and the shards and broken glass were mixed together, and it would hurt if you were not careful.

In front of the sink, the lotion bottle fell over, and the girl in pajamas fell on her back on the ground. The back of her head was hit when she fell, and she was already unconscious.