The evil-exorcist talisman has a natural restraining effect on sneakers. Shang Yan has already reached a conclusion on this after several attempts.

But now this guy has no reaction to the evil-exorcist talisman, which is very telling. He is not a ghost.

"Are you human?" Shang Yan asked.

"I'm not a human or a ghost." The man stood up immediately, and saw his body move and reveal his original appearance.

A very ordinary man.

"You are not a ghost. Why are you doing this place like this? You have also brought so many white candles." At this time, Wu Yifan walked over and happened to hear the person's words, so he asked.

The other few also followed one after another, looking at the man very alert and puzzled.

The man tweaked his long hair and touched his beard and claw's chin: "I am a supernatural novel author. I have written dozens of best-selling horror novels, and seven of them have been published, two of which were bought to make big online movies, and four were comic-making."

Shang Yan wondered: "Then what does this have to do with you coming to Yangping Cemetery."

"You don't do this profession and don't understand it. Writing is not that easy. In addition to patience, inspiration is an indispensable thing. This is even more so for supernatural novels. Without inspiration, it is equivalent to having no plots and not writing scary or terrifying articles. Supernatural novels are not supernatural novels. I have been in this industry for many years and often encounter situations where there is no inspiration and don't know what plot to write. I will go out to explore the scenery at night to experience life to get inspiration."

"So, coming to the cemetery is your way to find inspiration?" Wu Yifan asked.

"It's one of them." The man touched the tombstone in front of him: "The cemetery at night is always very quiet. There is no noise or dazzling light here, which will bring me spiritual tranquility. Here I am like returning to my hometown, especially relaxing."

Shang Yan was a little scared inexplicably. How could this person say something that makes people feel so perverted?

Wu Yifan asked, "Then what are you doing here at night? Just touch someone else's tombstone?"

"Wrong, how could I be so bored? I usually just memorize the information of the dead on these tombstones piece by piece. I am so skilled that I already know which tombstone belongs to whom and who is in this cemetery. They are like my friends, so I come to see them from time to time."

Shang Yan's expression is weird, so perverted, this is definitely perverted.

Yang Hao asked curiously: "Then won't you go home tonight?"

"I can choose any place here to sleep until dawn."

"So you come here every night?" Wu Yifan inexplicably understood what the urban strange story in Yangping Cemetery was like. It was probably because someone met this man and was frightened, and then spread the matter through rumors, so it became a distorted version of the urban strange story.

"No, sometimes I will go to funeral homes, crematoriums, morgues, and horror houses to apply for jobs." The man put the candle in his hand on the tombstone, "I have a channel to find related jobs. Several funeral homes and crematoriums in Wencheng will recruit temporary workers at night. Sometimes I will go to these places to find inspiration.

Compared to cemeteries, the morgue environment is much colder. The bodies there are stored in the freezer. Even if you stand outside the corridor, you will feel the obvious air conditioning. Of course, sometimes when I am the only one left in the early morning, I will pull away the unused cabinets and lie in to feel what it feels like to be a corpse.

The work in the crematorium is quite interesting. Although I am not responsible for the main link, as a helper, you can see the deceased being sent to the furnace, and then turned into a pile of ashes and were swept out. Do you know that sometimes, even if it is half burned, some corpses will make a sound of impact inside. However, that situation is too rare. Even if you encounter it, no one will dare to open it. After all, the temperature in the furnace is too high. Basically, if you stay for a few seconds, you will no longer be a normal person.

The funeral home is not interesting. I put on makeup for those dead people. Every time I do it, I fantasize about whether the corpse can suddenly open its eyes and scare me, but this kind of thing has never happened."

The man kept talking nonstop, not caring whether Shang Yan and others wanted to hear it. His personal experience was really a bit different from ordinary people, which made everyone feel a little creepy. Those who do such things in order to get inspiration will definitely not go anywhere in their minds.

"That uncle." Wu Yifan asked: "You have written so many novels and published and made movies. I must be very famous. Can you tell us? After I go back, I can buy your book to read it."

"My pen name is Guihuo Caichai, "The Disappearing Night Bus of 314", "Three-foot-Step Underground", "The White-clothed Grandma at the Bedside", "Midnight Tooth Grinding in the Mortuary", "The Horror Will Come Out", "Don't Go Out of the Apartment Late Night", these are my more famous works."

Shang Yan subconsciously took out his mobile phone and planned to search for information about the great author on his browser. But strangely, although there was a signal on the mobile phone, the Internet speed was very unsatisfactory. As soon as he went online, it automatically showed that there was no network. The web page connection was abnormal, but there was no way to query the information of this person on the spot, so Shang Yan had to give up.

Being able to publish so many supernatural novels is enough to prove that this person has a heartfelt love for supernatural novels and also has a certain talent.

Of course, the things he said just now that normal people cannot do will definitely be of great help to his writing. After all, supernatural novels are different from most novels. Supernatural novels require inspiration too much. Without inspiration, you cannot write excellent thriller plots. There is no way for your words to bring readers deep fear, which will make them feel numb and cold after reading. I can't help but want to look around to see if they are safe.

Shang Yan remembers that when he was a child, he read horror novels. Every time he finished reading, he didn't dare to go to the bathroom alone, take a bath, or sleep. He always felt that when he shampooed his hair and closed his eyes, there would be ghosts crawling out of the mirror, or when he was sleeping, there would be ghosts crawling under the bed, outside the door, and he would stand by the bed and look at him.

But even so, Shang Yan still likes to read horror novels. This is the writing charm of a good supernatural author. They can use some ordinary words to bring a sense of terrifying and horrifying mental atmosphere to readers.

It makes readers both afraid and reluctant to give up half of it.
Chapter completed!