"Why does it say on the bottle that minors are not allowed to drink, on the game it says don't indulge in games, and on the cigarette pack it says smoking is harmful to health? Do you think they are really happy? Let me ask you, it says on the summer vacation homework

Happy summer vacation, are you happy?"

Several people were drunk and chatting and joking around at the dinner table for a long time before they dispersed.

After the bartender finished his meal, he said good night to Xun'er.

We went upstairs.

Because the place is full of guests, there is only one standard room left in the hotel.

Anyway, there is nothing special about three big guys who pick their feet.

Lin Guanghui and I shared a bed, while Yang Laoliu slept alone.

The environment in this room is not particularly bad, either.

That’s okay too.

As soon as we put things in place, Lin Guanghui and I lay down on the big bed.

This journey is really exciting.

First, I met the strange old man burning paper money in the middle of the road, and later, I met a car full of ghosts.

And the legless driver.

If I hadn't been so handsome, I'm afraid the three of us would be lying down not in a hotel, but at the bottom of the cold mountain.

Thinking about it, I shudder.

A chill ran down my spine.

Especially the paper money thrown by the mysterious Onmyoji old man, and it burned in mid-air.

Later, it was discovered that when he was driving, he actually had no legs.

This scene lingers in my mind and I can't get rid of it.

It's like playing a movie, repeating it over and over again, thinking about it.

I thought about this strange innkeeper again, how mischievous he was.

Lying on the bed, tossing and turning, not wanting to sleep.

I was exhausted from all the hard work along the way.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep.

I slept deeply and soundly.

This is what happens when people are tired.

But, hazy and confused, I vaguely heard a woman's whimpering sound.

The voice was very sad, as if he had lost his closest relative.

Originally I thought I had experienced too much and had a nightmare.

However, the voice became more and more shrill.

And, so clear.

Damn it, maybe those evil ghosts are chasing me.

In an instant, I suddenly sat up from the bed.

I couldn't help but jump up.

Opened his heavy eyes.

I walked around the house and didn't see any ghosts at all.

what happened?

Did I really have a nightmare?

I'm a little confused.

I rubbed my eyes vigorously, but still found nothing around me.

But the mournful crying still continued, lingering in my ears.

Hearing this sound in the middle of the night almost drove me crazy.

Listen carefully.

Only then did I leisurely discover that the shrill cries came from outside the window.

I go……

what's the situation?

Could it be that the guests who entered the hotel were killed?

So you are making a big fuss outside the hotel?

I quickly opened the window and looked outside.

I saw a funeral procession outside.

A group of people, wearing sackcloth and mourning, slowly passed by the hotel.

The group of them walked slowly and cried miserably to bid farewell to their deceased relatives.

Oops, let me go...

Why are these people so unafraid?

A funeral in the middle of the night?

When I saw the heavy coffin, I frowned instantly.

Burying in the middle of the night is a taboo in the yin and yang profession.

If you don't take the usual path, weird and weird things will often happen.

Three years ago, my grandfather had a funeral in the middle of the night. As a result, the funeral procession

People who entered the abandoned mines, even the most beloved, never came out.

The last time, Dong Xiaoqian in Nanjing City had a funeral in the middle of the night. As a result, all the coffin bearers were brutally murdered, and even the big man did not escape.

At the last moment, the blind man and I almost died on Dong Xiaoqian’s grave.

Now that I think about it, my scalp feels numb.

Every midnight funeral brings casualties.

This time, I actually met someone carrying out a funeral in the middle of the night.

As an Onmyoji, I suffered big losses twice, and I had to remind them.

Otherwise, I am afraid that the coffin bearers and even the entire funeral team will die.

Looking at that group of people, I suddenly resisted the impulse in my heart.

Last time, I was too nosy and almost cost myself my own life.

Moreover, I feel that Dong Xiaoqian's death was basically the conspiracy of the crematorium owner's flower boy.

She wants to kill me.

And if you take a hard time, you will gain wisdom.

Could this... be someone else's conspiracy?

After all, I have offended people from the nine Yin and Yang families.

Of course they won't let me go easily.

And there was the old man we met at night who was burning paper money.

I feel that my identity has probably been exposed. Otherwise, that broken car will not catch up with us in the future.

Thinking back on this series of events carefully, I always feel like it was a conspiracy.

They are taking advantage of my kindness and trying to trick me.

They saw how powerful I was and didn't dare to confront me head-on, so they resorted to this little trick.

I was hesitating whether to go out, go out, or go out.

What if it’s not a conspiracy?

Maybe these individuals don’t understand these rules?

And I know that others have violated taboos but don't remind them, and I feel very guilty in my heart.

No matter what, I think it is still necessary to go out and remind me.

As a human being, please be kind.

Besides, even if this is a trap and their plan fails, there will definitely be another plan.
To be continued...