I lay motionless, holding a small piece of old sandalwood in my hand. The sandalwood scent burned faintly, seeming to protect me in a special place.
When the sandalwood burns out, it will be my death.
I stared at the shadow, hoping in my heart that it would leave quickly, merge into the earth, and move little by little towards the clean female body.
Suddenly, I found that the female corpse was moving.
The female corpse opened her eyes suddenly, stood up straight, opened her mouth, and spit out a stream of water towards the black shadow on the ground, hitting the shadow.
Taking this opportunity, the body of the female corpse melted, turned into a puddle of water, and disappeared to the ground.
The shadow struggled and said to himself: "It's just a small crack now, and the things that can come out are not strong. Is it already so difficult to deal with? I really don't know what kind of world is behind that crack?"
"
"What kind of terrifying existence does it have?"
"But no matter what, I must guard the cracks, and I can guard the cracks alone. I have to become stronger, otherwise I will only be reduced to fish meat, and the world is about to change drastically."
"I have to leave something behind to mislead that person. Unfortunately, he seems to have discovered some clues. I can't take the whole coffin away."
After Shadow finished speaking, he tidied up the scene and sealed the coffin tightly again. He even picked up a carving knife and carved something on the coffin. Because it was night and there was a distance, I couldn't see it clearly.
Finally, a ripple appeared in the air, and the shadow slowly disappeared.
The sandalwood had just finished burning, so I got up with difficulty, without packing my things, and ran towards Nanhai City. I no longer wanted to do this job, and I no longer wanted to stay in a place with few people.
After returning home, I took a shower, finally breathed a sigh of relief, and lay down on the bed to fall asleep.
In a daze, there was only one thought in my mind: "I am the only one who survived such a big case. The police will definitely come looking for me tomorrow. How should I explain this kind of supernatural incident?"
…
Wang Zhenxie woke up in the middle of the night. He had just had a nightmare, in which he became a professional corpse collector and experienced a supernatural event.
"Damn it, this dream is really scary."
Wang Zhenxie put on his pajamas, walked to the refrigerator barefoot, took out a bottle of Happy Fat House water and drank it before suppressing the fear in his heart.
He raised his head and looked at the glass mirror.
A pale and swollen face appeared in the mirror, with dark circles under his eyes, disheveled hair, and he was wearing cheap pajamas and pajamas, Pinduoduo 19.9 free shipping, all of which showed that his financial situation was not very good.
After rubbing his face, Wang Zhenxie took out his mobile phone, clicked on his personal space, and started typing.
He is a freelance writer. A few years ago, in the era of paper books, he helped write articles for the Ghost Story Club, which made him very popular in the industry and made a little money.
Occasionally, I also contribute to some food magazines, write soft food articles, and post food pictures. I don’t want to live a leisurely life.
In recent years, electronic reading has emerged.
The Ghost Story Club and other publications ceased publication, and there were no food magazines left. Traditional writers like him were suddenly unemployed and had no source of income.
"Hey, when the times abandon you, you don't even say hello. You have to find a job tomorrow. What should you do?"
"Forget it, let's take a look at your personal space first,"
Wang Zhenxie turned on his phone.
"Trash writer, using dead fish as live fish, may I ask, do you know about food?"
"What kind of ghost story are you writing? I can't understand it. I can't understand it. It's bullshit writing. How can you call me a freelance writer if you have no sense?"
"No wonder there are no editors signing contracts. It's really rubbish. I suggest you distinguish between dead fish and live fish before becoming a food expert."
Wang Zhenxie was depressed to death.
He was a little hungry, so he took out a pack of instant noodles from the cabinet, soaked them randomly, and ate them deliciously. At this time, another piece of news came.
Sad Butterfly: "Master Zhenzhen, I am your fan, can you talk about food with you? I like eating fish very much."
"Do I have a beautiful fan?"
Wang Zhenxie was overjoyed. For such a long time, there were only black fans. This was the first time he had a fan, and she was a beauty.
"Beautiful women like to eat fish. Damn it, I don't know how to cook fish. How can I talk to her? How come I have no memory of the fish cooking trip in Haizi Lake last time?"
Wang Zhenxie shook his head vigorously, suppressed the strange feeling in his heart, and tried hard to think about the fish problem.
"Fish must be fresh to be delicious. Whether it is river fish, river fish, lake fish, or sea fish, the fresher the fish, the better it tastes. Before cooking the fish, the scales must be scraped off."
Wang Zhenxie thought hard for a long time, finally choked out a line of words, and sent it out, looking forward to the beauty's reply.
After a while, the sad butterfly came back with news, and Wang Zhenxie hurriedly clicked on it.
"Hehe, Master Zhenzhen is so understanding. I admire you so much. Do you have time tomorrow afternoon? I'll ask you to have coffee, hehe~"
Li Jun looked at the message sent out depressedly, turned to Gao Ao and said, "Gao Ao, are you sure this is okay?"
He smiled arrogantly: "What man can say no to such a cute girl asking for coffee? Do as I say and add a BO at the end~"
Li Jun felt a chill, but in order to make an appointment out of town, he still did it.
Here, Zhenzhen, who received the news from Li Jun, was stunned. He had a silly smile on his face and touched his cheek: "The beauty is so enthusiastic. See you at the Civet Cat Cafe at two o'clock tomorrow afternoon, boo.
~"
Wang Zhenxie plucked up the courage and sent a message too. Then he thought about it and sent another message: "How can I make a beautiful woman spend money? I'll beg, boo~"
After sending two bops in a row, Wang Zhenxie's face turned red. A sister named Ganyu seemed to appear in front of his eyes, wearing a business suit, black stockings, big waves, and leisurely drinking coffee.
"Those who like to drink coffee must be Sister Yu. Those with sad names must be Wenqing. Hehehe, Sister Wenqing, I like it."
“I’m really looking forward to tomorrow!”
…
The weather was a bit cold. Li Jun wore a large black down jacket, folded his hands, and sat on the bus, waiting for departure.
Nowadays, with the rise of private cars, the bus business in this urban-rural fringe area is not good. After waiting for a long time, the bus is not full.
"Is there anyone else getting on the bus? No one is getting on the bus. I'm leaving." The driver stuck his head out of the window and shouted to the people outside.
Suddenly, a girl stared at the car and walked over slowly. The driver held a cigarette in his mouth and waited for her to get in the car quietly.
Business is not easy these days, but drivers are also very patient. If you can make a little more money, just make a little more money!
The girl is very beautiful, with phoenix eyes, an oval face, and long straight black hair hanging on the back of her head, tied with only a piece of cloth. She has a classical beauty.
"This woman is so beautiful, why is she dressed like this?" As soon as the girl got in the car, everyone started talking.
Li Jun looked over and saw that the girl was really well dressed. The clothes she was wearing were wrinkled, as if they had been picked up from the trash.
It was winter, so I was dragging a pair of cotton slippers and no socks.