Chapter 32 Yu Zhile almost died
Yu Zhile closed his eyes and exhaled a faint white mist from his nose, and the mist brushed the side of He Yin'er's face.

It's cold.

"Don't fall asleep. The ghost fighting in my body will affect my actions." He Yin'er said in a deep voice.

Yu Zhile opened his eyes slightly, and the mountains and forests in front of him were a little blurry, "I know, feel at ease, I can hold on."

He Yin'er didn't speak, nor did she look back. She just tightened her arms on Yu Zhile's back.

At this moment, both of them knew very well that as long as they looked back, they would be involved in the misty ghost world again.

This time, they had no chance of survival.

Yu Zhile was stalling for time before, but not this time.

"Xiao Le, why are you running so fast? Wait for grandpa!"

Suddenly, a familiar voice sounded behind him. It was very familiar, and Yu Zhile's originally confused thoughts suddenly became more energetic.

Yu Zhile swallowed, "Run faster, I'm a little scared of my grandpa's voice."

The memories his grandfather brought him were not very good.

"You and your grandfather don't have a good relationship?" He Yin'er speeded up a bit. She also heard the voice behind her and couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"What would you think if you woke up and saw Grandpa You reaching out to you?" Yu Zhile said weakly.

"It depends on the situation." He Yin'er thought for a moment and said.

"What's going on?" Yu Zhile had a look of reminiscence in his eyes, "It was in a hospital. I just woke up and walked out of the ward, and then I saw my grandfather carrying a lantern with a ghost eye in the wick towards I came up and put my hand to my head.”

"At that time, my grandfather was already dead."

"..." He Yin'er was silent, and after a while she finally said, "Your grandpa is quite nice. He knows you are alone and wants to drag you down with him."

"..."

Yu Zhile tilted his head slightly and looked at He Yin'er's side face, "If you can't speak, just speak. No one will think you are mute."

"Stop reminiscing. I was wondering if you saw the revolving lantern." He Yin'er said after being silent for a while.

The mountain forest is lonely, except for the sound of breathing. Behind you, there are rustling footsteps, whispers, gongs and drums, and the sound of suonas.

It was vague and not loud, but it was very lively.

What's behind?
The two of them knew very well that the ghost behind them would never forget them.

After the soul summoning ended, the funeral procession followed, but because they did not trigger the most basic conditions, they kept following behind.

In fact, He Yin'er knew that as long as she put Yu Zhile down, the ghost behind her would not chase her.

The curse on Yu Zhile is a tracker.

As long as this curse is not dealt with for a day, these ghosts will never leave.

"A revolving door? I seemed to have really seen my grandma just now." Yu Zhile chuckled lightly, with a smile on his lips.

As if aware of the mood of the person on his back, He Yin'er couldn't understand, "You are like this, how can you still laugh?"

The ghost left a curse in his body, which silenced his two ghosts.

With a group of ghosts chasing behind her, she really didn't know what was so fun about it.

"Have you lost your mind? Are you starting to gossip?" He Yin'er asked slightly worriedly.

Yu Zhile looked ahead. In his hazy vision, he saw the second stone tablet. This stone tablet was also black and stood beside a fork in the road.

There are two characters on it. From a distance, it means Huai Village. However, if you look closely, you will find that the radical of the word Huai is missing.

He Yin'er ran straight past without looking. If they met another piece, they could reach their destination.

"Hoho~!"

Suddenly a strange voice sounded, and He Yin'er's heart suddenly tightened, "Why are you laughing when you have nothing to do?"

The sound was like a person giggling with phlegm stuck in his throat.

Extremely penetrating.

"It's not me, it's something inside my chest." Yu Zhile's eyes were a little gloomy, but the gloominess quickly disappeared and turned into a look of sleepiness.

His spirit began to become trance-like, as if he was about to die soon.

The past memories started to be recalled one by one, involuntarily.

Yu Zhile looked at his bad memory and sighed, "It's really troublesome, the revolving door is here again."

Hearing Yu Zhile's whisper, He Yin'er's hair stood on end, "You farting revolving door, you have clearly triggered the ghost's killing pattern!" The revolving door once was considered normal, but twice it was obviously abnormal.

Who the hell keeps dying?
Upon hearing this, Yu Zhile's pupils shrank slightly, and the revolving door in front of his eyes suddenly disappeared. In the disappeared memory, those amiable people suddenly became ferocious and terrifying.

He looked at Yu Zhile bitterly.

Yu Zhile looked at this scene coldly, and his heart also began to feel chilly.

The most bizarre murder pattern.

"Are you okay?" Seeing that there was no movement behind him for a long time, He Yin'er couldn't help but leave Yu Zhile here.

She was now very afraid that Yu Zhile would quietly die on her back, and then she would run away with a corpse inhabited by two ghosts. At that time, she didn't know how scared she would be.

Running away with a ghost on your back, who has ever encountered this kind of thing?
"I can't die." The voice was still weak.

He Yin'er felt relieved when she heard this voice. She looked at the endless trail ahead and didn't know how long she would have to run to reach her destination.

"Why do you have to come here? Is it really just for the puzzle piece of the mummy bride?" He Yin'er was very puzzled. He obviously didn't like to cause trouble, but he chose to come to such a ghost place.

"I can't let others get those shoes. There are too many variables. I'm afraid it'll be too late to regret it when I find out." Yu Zhile forced himself to look forward, with a hint of hesitation in his dim eyes.

"I have the curse of two ghosts on my body. These two ghosts are threatening my life all the time. The best way is to take precautions against the future."

He Yin'er looked ahead, not knowing what to say. She was silent for a while, "Don't fall asleep."

After saying that, she stopped talking.

Yu Zhile didn't speak, but as time went by, he only felt that his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier. At first, he could still wake up, but gradually, he began to lose consciousness of his surroundings.

The white mist in his nose breathed out more, and vaguely, Yu Zhile heard someone calling him in his ear, telling him not to sleep, and they would be there soon.

The voice was very vague, but you could hear the anxiety in the words.

He wanted to answer, but he didn't know what to do. He didn't know where to put his mouth, let alone how to make a sound. He seemed to have forgotten this thing.

There was a gray area in front of him. Yu Zhile didn't know where he had arrived. The surroundings were dark. He sat and stared blankly ahead.

It was a dark place with no end in sight, but there were two paths. One path was winding and surrounded by old trees, mostly locust trees, with some red ribbons hanging on them.

There is a bride wearing a red wedding dress, but her whole body is dry. She is standing at the end of the path, seeming to be looking at this side.

Another path was wet, as if it had just been fished out of the water. At the end of the path, there was a woman dressed in white, like a woman wearing linen and mourning. She was standing there, seeming to be looking at this side.

Looking at this scene, Yu Zhile always felt a little familiar, as if he knew these two strangely dressed people.

But he didn't know who they were.

Yu Zhile was so confused that he didn't even hear anyone calling him.

It wasn't until a long time later that he suddenly heard a familiar voice, a female voice.

And the moment they heard this sound, the people on the two paths suddenly started to move and walked towards this side in unison.

An ominous and strange sudden appearance directly filled his heart.

"Why do I feel like I'm going to die?" Yu Zhile muttered.

Suddenly Yu Zhile tilted his head, and the two paths in front of him suddenly disappeared, and the disappearance was extremely bizarre.

The next moment, the world in front of him suddenly collapsed. At the moment of collapse, he vaguely heard a voice.

"Quite useless."

Then the world became quiet.

But in a supernatural place, in front of an old bus, an old man wearing a Chinese tunic suit put his hand on a mummy wearing a wedding dress.

The old man looked at the open car door, expressionless, and said casually, "Get out."

The next moment, the bus door suddenly closed, the engine started, and it sped away into the distance.

In Taiping Ancient Town, an old man was swimming in a boat. There was a green candle lantern hanging on the small boat.

The old man was riding a boat with one eye, and the pole in his hand was sometimes deep and sometimes shallow. Suddenly, the old man seemed to have found something, and he thrust the pole in his hand to the bottom, and a wisp of water was violently dispersed.

The calm lake water was broken by this flow of water, and bubbles suddenly appeared one after another.

Then, pale corpses appeared out of the water suddenly.

But within a short while, the entire lake was covered with corpses. The old man held the pole and looked around, with a smile on his lips, "What a big scene."

(End of this chapter)

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