The theory of Yang Fire has existed since ancient times.
Everyone is born with three Yang Fires, one on the top of the head and one on the shoulders.
Old people often say that when walking at night, if you hear someone calling your name from behind, never look back.
Because once you look back, there will be a kid blowing out the Yang Fire on your shoulders, which is also called a ghost blowing out the lamp.
Ordinary people will become ill and suffer a serious illness if a yang fire is blown out.
If two lamps are blown out, your life will be in danger.
And I have never heard of anyone surviving three lamps being blown out.
As a living dead, I don't have Yang Qi in my body, but I have a lot of Yin Qi.
Therefore, the shot I just took is almost indistinguishable from a ghost blowing out a lantern.
The crematorium is a place with a very dark atmosphere.
Most of the people who work here have a strong character and strong yang and fire, otherwise they will not be able to suppress the yin here.
If a soul lamp is missing and left outside, the corpse-burner will be sick for at least ten days and a half.
But if he continues to work here, it is not impossible that he will suffer from some chronic illnesses that cannot be cured for a long time.
I wrapped the human skin and put it away, waited for the corpse burner to come out, and took the small half bottle of corpse oil he handed me.
Looking at the amount, I asked casually: "Why is it just this little?"
He chuckled and stretched out five fingers towards me: "The rest, five hundred."
"Forget it." I saw that these were enough, so I didn't pay any more.
Instead, he reached out and patted his hot left shoulder again.
"You are not kind, and you will die sooner or later." I said with a sneer.
He sneered: "Who can say that he won't die? It's just that he dies early and dies later. Don't try to scare me."
"Besides, you're making money, and your business isn't shabby. Aren't you also eating the food of dead people? How can you dare to criticize me?"
I ignored him and left the crematorium with the Liu family, taking the ashes up the mountain for burial.
By the time the funeral was over, it was already half past eleven. I returned to the hotel, went upstairs and knocked on the door for a long time, but there was no movement inside.
I felt strange, so I ran to the front desk to ask. After checking the room number, the front desk told me that the room had been checked out half an hour ago.
I felt a thump in my heart and had a bad feeling. I even left a note for Zhixi. It was impossible for her to check out the room early by herself.
"Can I check the surveillance camera?" I asked.
The front desk called the manager, who cooperated and called up the monitoring system.
Turning the time back to half an hour ago, the screen showed Zhixi coming out of the elevator alone, checking out and leaving.
"Sir, your girlfriend did check out of the hotel alone on the screen. Didn't she inform you?" The manager looked at me with a trademark professional smile on his face.
I felt strange and asked again: "Can you adjust it a little further?"
"How long will it take to adjust?"
"Ten minutes."
For the next few minutes, I stared at the computer screen, afraid of missing any detail.
About the fifth minute, a person walked in from the hotel door.
The man was wearing a military green coat and a pair of worn jeans, wrapping himself tightly.
His shoes were very worn, with the toes sticking out, and there was mud on them, leaving muddy footprints every step of the way.
But even so, the staff still entertained me warmly. It can be said that this is the most upscale hotel in the county, and the service attitude is very good.
It stands to reason that people dressed like this are quite common in our less affluent county, including homeless people.
If it weren't for his striking features and the location where he appeared, I certainly wouldn't care too much.
That man had a shiny bald head, exactly like Wang Hu!
"Pause." I asked, "Can the screen be enlarged?"
The manager shook his head and said that this function was not available.
I had to press close to the screen and distinguish carefully.
At this time, a little girl said: "Oh, this man, I remember, he is here to borrow the toilet."
"Borrow the bathroom?" I looked back at my little sister: "He didn't go upstairs?"
"No, he just came to borrow a toilet and left in less than ten minutes."
I thought for a moment and asked, "Which bathroom did he go to?"
"What's wrong with the men's room at the corner on the first floor?"
"Did you see him entering the toilet with your own eyes?"
"Yes what's the matter?"
The little girl looked at me with a look that looked like she was mentally ill.
"I'm going to take a look." I got up and went to the men's room at the corner.
As soon as I walked in, I smelled a faint burnt smell, like paper being burned. The burnt smell was mixed with the smell of various mothballs and feces, which was somewhat difficult to identify.
Like a pervert, I arched my nose and smelled carefully in the toilet. Finally, following the smell, I came to the innermost compartment, opened the door, and found two conspicuous mud footprints on the ground.
Another superficial hotel, but that helped me.
My eyes swept over and landed on the paper basket in the corner.
I picked up the paper basket and rummaged around, and soon I found the half-burned yellow talisman under the paper basket.
I picked up the yellow talisman with two fingers. At that moment, the toilet door behind me was gently pushed open.
"Sir, you are here..." When a male waiter saw my move, his voice stopped suddenly, and the expression on his face was weird and wonderful.
I was calm, and when I put down the wastebasket, the half yellow talisman dangled in front of his eyes and said, "I'm looking for this thing."
"What is this?" he asked me.
"Yellow Talisman, a... soul-attracting talisman." I looked at the charm on the remaining half of the yellow talisman and said.
"Soul charm?" The male waiter obviously didn't understand this.
I didn't explain much and looked at the water pipes on the wall of the cubicle. There were still some burn marks there.
"Which floor does this pipe connect to?"
"All the way to the top of the building, the water pipes in all the rooms on the left half are connected to this."
"That's right." I nodded, understanding everything in my heart.
That man dressed as a homeless man must be Wang Hu.
Water is yin, and the water pipe is connected to the room where Zhixi and I live.
Wang Hu used this to summon Zhi Xi's soul with the power of the soul attracting talisman.
But, I still don’t understand, what is the purpose of Wang Hu doing this?
Moreover, I have been with him in the village since I was a child, and I have never heard anyone mention that Wang Hu has this method. Where did he learn it?
Turning around, I saw the male waiter staring at me in a daze.
I threw the yellow talisman back into the wastebasket, patted his arm and said.
"Go back and tell your manager that I'm fine, so I'll leave first."
He noticed that the expression on the other person's face suddenly became extremely ugly.
Only then did I realize that my hands were a bit dirty.
"Sorry, I forgot to wash my hands." I smiled awkwardly.