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"I understand the truth, but there may be a very important girl inside. I won't be willing to give it a try." She was just evil, but she couldn't convince me yet.

"Boy, normally even in a crematorium you won't hang up Bagua mirrors casually. At most, you'll bury Five Emperors copper coins in the four corners of the house, or hang statues of Bodhisattva, so that people can't clearly see them when they come and go."

"Half-immortal, what do you mean?"

"It means that the crematorium you are staying in is not clean. The Yin building is built on the ground that contains evil energy. It is like a black hole whirlpool that makes the Yin energy gather and become stronger. Don't talk about ordinary people in this kind of place. Even Gao Zhenda Virtue will not easily get involved."

The half-immortal said it sincerely, but the other friends in the live broadcast room continued to encourage him.

"Anchor, let's go in and take a look. I've never been to a crematorium in my life!"

"What degree does Banxian have? Do you know anything about black holes? I majored in Quantum Physics in the third phase of Oxford. I would like to discuss the equilibrium steady state universe and the thermonuclear big bang with you, Banxian."

"Yeah, scientists are all sloppy philosophers!"

"I just want to ask everyone here, are there any Harvard alumni?"

"President of the Cambridge Student Union, Cambridge alumni, please raise your hands!"

"Lanxiang Tractor Academy expressed its dissatisfaction!"

Liu Banxian from the Qingcheng Mountain: "Everything in the universe originated from nothing, and nothing is a big heavenly book. I have never been to a private school, but my understanding of the human nature of the universe is a hundred times better than those who are blind and self-righteous."

Across the screen, I seemed to see an old man in Taoist robe blowing his beard and glaring at the live broadcast room. He smiled bitterly: "Dear water friends, we seem to have gone off topic again..."

Liu Banxian started arguing with a group of pseudo-scientists. The barrage went by so fast that he had no time to pay attention to me.

I held Yiyi's little hand and entered the disinfection room: "The door originally had a lock, but it was pried open. Judging from the color of the sawdust scraped around, it must have been pried recently."

The house was empty, and all the items had been put into cabinets. I looked around and found no signs of being stolen.

"Is there anyone there?" Yiyi called into the room, but unfortunately she only received an echo.

The disinfection room was much larger than expected. When I walked inside, I discovered that it was connected to another room.

"Uncle, do we still want to go to that house to see it?"

There were no lights around, the only light was the screen of my phone.

"Now that you're in, let's go over and take a look." Halfway through, his legs seemed to hit something and made a squeaking sound.

Looking down, he saw a long chain blocking the passage.

"This road is for transporting corpses..." After a moment of hesitation, I stepped over the chain and continued inward: "Where will it lead?"

After walking six or seven meters along the wall, Liu Yiyi and I smelled a pungent smell.

"Uncle, look at that." She shook my hand and pointed to a sign on the wall.

"Morgue?"

I froze on the spot for three seconds: "How did you get here?"

I saw this room outside before, and the door was locked. When I passed by, I was a little lucky that I didn't have to worry about the girl running into the room, but I didn't expect that she still didn't escape in the end.

"Follow me."

There are three rows of iron tables in the front and back, three in each row. In the dark, only the white cloth covering the table can be seen. It is difficult to see what is under the white cloth.

"Uncle, let's go out, I'm scared." Fear is a normal reaction. Let alone a little girl, even an adult like me feels panicked.

"Wait a minute, turn around and take a look." I mustered up the courage and lifted up the white cloth on a table. There was a clean tabletop with nothing underneath.

"It's really torture." Every time I lift the white cloth, it's a challenge for me. I'm mentally afraid that something scary will appear, but I also hope to gain something.

In this ambivalent mood, I lifted up the white cloths on all the tables in the first row.

"It's a false alarm." The white cloth was spread flat, but at first glance it looked uneven, but in fact it was mostly filled with messy things on the table: "That's right, this is not a hospital morgue, the bodies have already stunk overnight."

After comforting myself, I came to the second row. I lifted up the white cloth on the first table, but there was nothing underneath. I was about to grab the white cloth on the second table, when I looked up and saw Liu Banxian's barrage of messages constantly refreshing the screen in the live broadcast room.

"Don't open it! Never!"

"Facing the iron table, leave this room quickly!"

"Little friend, don't provoke this evil spirit. You can't handle it. Leave quickly!"

Liu Banxian's barrage followed one after another, and it seemed that the situation was indeed urgent.

"Why? The first row of white cloths were all lifted and nothing happened?"

Liu Banxian at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain: "You really don't know how high the sky is! Look up and see if there is a beam in the middle of the room."

I looked up and saw that it was indeed true.

"In Feng Shui, this thing is called the crossbeam pressing against the top. If a person sits under the crossbeam for a long time, it will cause dizziness, headaches, poor health, and blocked luck. It is a place where wealth and health are ruined."

"It's not a big deal if your body is exhausted or your luck is blocked. Why be nervous?"

"If a person is pinned down by a beam, it is indeed what you said, but don't forget where this is?"

I was stunned when Liu Banxian said: "Crematorium and morgue."

Liu Banxian quickly sent out a second barrage: "Yes, the beams in this house are not pressing people, but corpses! Think about it, the beams are crushing corpses, entangled with grievances, and the number of beds coincides with the number of ninety-nine, so this place must be There is a big evil hidden there! I can't be there personally to check the feng shui with a compass, so I can't help you solve the problem. At this point, the safest way is to restore everything to the original state, and go back and forth wherever you go. "

"Are you leaving just because there is a beam above your head?" To be honest, I really wanted to see if there was anything dirty on the bed in the middle, and I almost touched it with my hands.

"In ancient times, there was a Taoist who could tell autumn by looking at a leaf. My dear friend, be careful!"

"Okay, since you said so, I'll listen to you." Turning around, I was about to restore the messed up white cloth next to it.

Yiyi held my hand tightly. She stammered because of her nervousness: "Uncle, look!".

"What are you looking at?" I turned around and was dumbfounded. The white cloth on the table in the middle was actually moving on its own!

It was like an open scroll, showing everything on the table in front of Yiyi and me.

Head, chest, arms, legs...

There was a putrid corpse lying on the table in the middle!

"Bang!" He hurriedly backed away and accidentally bumped into the iron table behind him. The sound was heard far away in the empty morgue.

"Uncle..." Yiyi hugged me tightly and buried her head in my chest, not daring to open her eyes and look over there.

"Don't, don't be afraid." I patted her back to signal her to calm down, "Is anyone here?"

After subconsciously asking, I looked at the body on the iron table. He was wearing a bus driver's uniform, as if he had been fished out of the water. His clothes and pants were stuck together, and his body was still entangled with untreated aquatic plants.

I boldly went over and reached out to take his hat off.

"It's him!" The young man's face looked smaller than mine, and his face was so sticky that I couldn't tell whether it was river water or sweat.

"No. 14 bus driver!" The living person whom he had met half an hour ago was lying in the crematorium morgue at this moment: "How is that possible?"

I turned over the driver's clothes and looked at the body, and concluded that the time of death should be a few hours ago.

"It seems that the identity of the driver has been confirmed." I took out my mobile phone and carefully read the report I had read on the bus before: "At around 5 o'clock this afternoon, a serious traffic incident occurred at the gate of Jiangcheng Garden Community. The accident, a private car collided with the No. 14 bus, resulting in two deaths and one injury. One of the deceased was an elderly woman, and her identity has been confirmed, and her name is Yang Rou."

"The other deceased was a bus driver. When the accident occurred, the driver took active measures and all passengers in the bus were safe. Only he was thrown out of the bus and fell into a ditch on the outside of the road. He died on the spot."

"The injured person is a passerby. He is very emotionally unstable and has been sent to the hospital."

"Red ghost, driver, hospital gown!" I read it several times and finally was able to confirm the identities of the three people.

The driver had died a few hours ago, but his soul was still imprisoned in the evil No. 14 hearse. The patient in hospital gown must have been the injured passerby at that time, and he was one of the only living people on the No. 14 hearse!

"Then how did the other people get to the hearse?" I finally figured out the key point, and secretly took out the yellow paper given by the Taoist priest of Qingtu Temple behind Yiyi's back.