"What are you talking about...?"

After death...will you automatically come back here?

What's the meaning?

"Are you talking about... 'ghost'?"

"According to the understanding of ordinary people, this is true..."

"Stop kidding, why do we want..."

“Because…we need more maps…same, ‘they’ also need…”

Map... again map!

"More maps? What does it mean?"

"You don't need to know. You can go down first. Let's live here tonight."

"Okay... OK."

"By the way...my name is, I wonder if you have heard your father mention it. My name is Xiahou Jiaoyan."

"No...I haven't heard of this name."

After Xuanyin was taken away by "Thirty-two", Xiahou Jiaoyan sat there alone and picked up the brush again.

"I actually chose to come back at this time. This time, I should be able to get a more detailed map. It must be before that..."

Xuanyin was taken into a room in the charity village by Thirty-two.

"Remember, don't walk around at will, especially where the coffin is placed. You must remember this."

"Thirty-two...Is that what you call me?"

"yes."

The man in red in front of him looked pale on his face, without a trace of blood redness.

"What will happen the day after tomorrow...? Thirty-two?"

Thirty-two nodded.

“Yes, a very important thing.”

"What's that? Is it related to the so-called 'map'? That's right?"

After a while of silence, Thirty-two said, "Although you are also from the Xiahou family, your father has left Minshan and chose secular life. To know these, you must return to the Xiahou family."

After pondering for a while, he said, "But, when you die in the future, you will still come back. Your father will be the same."

Speaking of this, there seemed to be a trace of struggle on Thirty Er's face. Then he looked around and lowered his voice and said, "This is my personal advice to you. Leave Minshan as soon as possible. In this way, at least you don't have to bear this when you are alive."

"When are alive?"

"Humans can only live for a very short period of decades, but death is forever. For any person, death occupies most of his existence."

Xuanyin's heart trembled.

Yes, people can only live for a few decades. But death will last forever. After all, no one can be resurrected from the dead.

"Why... say this to me?"

Thirty-two looked at Xuanyin in front of him, pursed his lips, and then said, "I have received the favor of your grandmother."

"Thank you. Thirty-two...but why the name?"

"We don't have names. For the Xiahou family, we are just servants, and we only need numbers as synonyms. We are allowed to work in the Xiahou family without names."

No name?

Xuanyin immediately remembered that the girl, because of fear, did not dare to tell her her name.

"What if there is a name...?"

"Do you know...'spiritual'?"

"Media?"

"I can only say that." Then Thirty-two walked out, and then he added before closing the door: "Remember, don't leave this room. Before dawn tomorrow, no matter what sound you hear."

Then he closed the door.

Xuanyin lay blankly on the bed.

When his father was very young, he left the Xiahou family. Then he never came back. Moreover, he never wanted to mention the matters of the Xiahou family. If it weren't for his grandmother's critical illness, he wouldn't have come back.

When you die... you will become a ghost and then come back?

After death...

However, Aoyin minds a word that Thirty-two said.

"Media"...What does this mean? Does it mean calling the dead?

It's midnight, it's past.

And Xuanyin on the bed could not fall asleep. The broken map was still left on her.

Although I don’t know what this map is, it is obviously very important to the people of the Xiahou family.

Thinking of the old lady who died at her hands, her heart trembled. She obviously killed someone, but now she doesn't feel much.

why is that?

At this moment, she suddenly heard some strange sounds.

It came from the place where the coffin was placed in the charity house!

What is that? It's like... something is slid on the coffin!

At this time, she remembered what Thirty-Two said to herself. No matter what sound she heard, don't leave this room.

But...this sound...

But it is...

According to the plot of the script, Xiahou Xuanyin did not leave this room.

If it were the past, she would go out to take a look. But now it is not possible. Because... now she is like Xiahou Xuanyin, without any power, and is a pure ordinary person.

He is completely playing the role of "Xiahou Xuanyin".

So... I can only follow the original script and honestly play Xiahou Xuanyin.

Then, the sound became louder and louder. Moreover, it became more and more terrifying.

With a mortal body, he starred in a real horror movie... It's really a familiar feeling.

Xuanyin grabbed the quilt tightly and covered her head.

The coffin... made a sound...

Could it be...the things inside...

"Bang"!

A heavy sound hit the ground.

Xuanyin imagined such a picture, the lid of the coffin was opened, and then, inside the coffin...

She covered the quilt tighter. Such a voice was really scary enough in the charity village.

Finally... she fell asleep in a drowsy way.

I don’t know how long it took, but she woke up again. However, it was not dawn at this time. However, she felt extremely thirsty.

At this time, she looked towards the door...but she saw that there were a few black shadows outside the window!

The black shadow was walking like a zombie...

No……

I'm afraid there is no need to add the word "just" at all.

Her hands were trembling and holding the quilt, but according to Thirty-two, as long as she didn't leave the room, it seemed that nothing would happen.

"Go away...get away...get away!"

If the black shadow enters this room, for Aoyin, it will be her death.

Absolute death!

Finally... the black shadow walked past the window.

After a long time, a figure walked by again. However, this time, he was walking in a very normal position, and he was obviously carrying a lantern.

Thirty-two?

The direction of the black shadow was the place where the coffin was placed. Could it be...
Chapter completed!