Xianjun town house

The urn burial must be done by the family members themselves, and the others stand in front of the tombstone with a heavy heart.From the time when Lingqiao's mother stepped forward to carry out the funeral, Han Feng and Bai Lin opened their mouths to say blessings to Lingqiao loudly, which roughly meant to say that Lingqiao is well, wish her a good journey, and be happy in another world .Shen Qingxing and Qiu Yan lay in Han Feng's pocket, with tears in their eyes.

After the funeral, the administrators sealed the coffin, and Lingqiao's mother retreated to the tombstone, weeping uncontrollably.The funeral was not over until the coffin was sealed, and the work of Han Feng and Bai Lin was completed.Praying for Lingqiao is the love of her family. It is customary to ask people who specialize in such matters to pray for blessings. However, some people ask respected elders in the family to pray for blessings. It all depends on each person.

Some of the family members wiped their tears secretly, and some cried loudly with Lingqiao's mother.After the urn is buried, the rest of the time is left for the family to mourn the deceased.Han Feng and Bai Lin stood aside, feeling the gloomy and oppressive atmosphere, while Shen Qingxing and Qiu Yan hid in their pockets and wept silently, unable to bear to see such a sad scene.

Out of the corner of Han Feng's eye, he caught sight of whiteness. He turned his head to look. In the distance, a woman in white with an umbrella was staring at Lingqiao's mother.After thinking for a moment, Han Feng stepped back calmly, turned around and walked towards the woman.Gradually approaching the woman, Han Feng felt the temperature around him drop slowly. Even though the sun was still overhead, it was as cold as the twelfth lunar month.When he came in front of the woman, Han Feng finally saw the woman's appearance clearly. The woman was beautiful, but her face was as white as paper, her whole face was expressionless, like a hard stone sculpture.

Han Feng was silent for a while, then smiled slightly, "Are you here to funeral Lingqiao?"

The woman didn't answer, she just stared at Han Feng with a pair of silent eyes.Shen Qingxing and Qiu Yan poked their heads out of Han Feng's pocket, and looked at the woman curiously with tears still in the corners of their eyes.The woman seemed to glance slightly at Shen Qingxing and Qiu Yan, and she smiled lightly.Han Feng opened his mouth to say something, but the woman turned around and left without giving him the chance.People had left, Han Feng had to swallow whatever he wanted to say, sighed, Han Feng turned and walked back.

Han Feng returned to stand beside Bai Lin.When Bai Lin saw Han Feng coming back, he frowned slightly, "Where did you get such a heavy Yin energy?"

shock!Yin Qi?There is naturally a yin in the cemetery, but Bai Lin didn't mention it before. After seeing the woman in white, Bai Lin said that he had a lot of yin.After thinking about it, Han Feng only came to one conclusion, the woman in white is not human.It was not a human being who came to visit Lingqiao's burial. Han Feng was puzzled. What is the relationship between the woman in white and Lingqiao?

After much deliberation, Han Feng had no choice but to give up.The family members put white flowers in front of Lingqiao's tombstone. Lingqiao's father helped Lingqiao's mother up, his old face full of grief.Crying until their eyes were dry, unable to cry anymore, the family members left the cemetery with grief, Han Feng and Bai Lin walked side by side at the end.

After finishing the work, Han Feng bid farewell to Lingqiao's parents when he walked to the entrance of the cemetery.Lingqiao's parents expressed their gratitude to Han Feng and Bai Lin, saying that they would go to the 'Wonder Hall' to pay the bill tomorrow.Han Feng smiled slightly, and left the cemetery with Bai Lin, they couldn't help with the next thing.It was nearly twelve o'clock, and it was time to prepare lunch.Han Feng was thinking about what dishes he would make later, while walking home. Regarding the woman in white, Han Feng could only put it aside, and maybe when he met again someday, he would talk to her a few more words.

On the bustling street, a woman in a long white dress walked slowly forward holding a black umbrella. Her speed was not too fast, and her pale face made people worry that she might not be in good health.The woman was wearing white flat shoes, and she walked lightly without making a sound.Walking forward, the woman soon came to her destination, a tall building standing straight up.

Walking into the first floor, the woman put away her umbrella, walked directly to the elevator, and pressed the button.A man stood next to a woman waiting for the elevator, looked at her strangely, and murmured in his heart, the sun was shining outside, why did this woman feel a little cold when she came in?Rubbing his cold arms, the man stopped his wild thoughts and concentrated on waiting for the elevator.

The elevator reaches the first floor, the door is opened, the man walks in first, and the woman walks into the elevator afterward.The man pressed the floor and saw that the woman did not move, so he kindly said, "Which floor do you want to go to?"

The woman glanced at the man lightly, raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and said nothing.The man suddenly felt a chill on his back, turned his head and ignored the woman.There are only men and women in the elevator. In the confined space, the man feels the surrounding temperature is getting colder and colder, as if he is in an ice cellar.At this moment, the man realized that something was wrong, and he was afraid. He must have encountered something like that, right?

The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became, and he was so scared that he didn't dare to turn his head back. The man prayed in his heart, come to the elevator quickly, come quickly.However, the more anxious you are, the slower time feels.When the elevator door finally opened, the man raised his legs and ran outside without checking whether it was the floor he was going to.

As soon as the man got out of the elevator, the woman walked to the door of the elevator, pressed the floor, and the elevator closed slowly, covering the woman's pale face.The man dared to stop only when he ran to a place with a lot of people.Looking back with lingering fear, the man breathed a sigh of relief when he didn't see the woman.After stabilizing his emotions, the man realized that he had gone to the wrong floor, so he immediately turned around and walked towards the stairs, never daring to take the elevator again.

The elevator door opened on the thirteenth floor, and the woman came out, walking straight forward, and the people next to her all showed strange eyes when they saw the woman.The thirteenth floor is very large, with the name of the company printed on the wall, it is a famous publishing house.When the client at the front desk saw the woman, he knelt down silently, his body trembling, how could he dare to ask the woman who she was looking for.

The woman walked into the office where the employees were working. The employees of the publishing house were busy at this time. When they heard someone coming in, they habitually looked up. Suddenly, many people were frightened.The caller didn't realize that the phone was dropped, the person who printed the materials shrank back next to the printer, and the person who was sitting in the office hid under the table in horror, trembling.

Scanning the audience, the woman was looking for the target, and all the employees of the publishing house were trembling, too frightened to lift their heads.A handsome man walked up to the woman with a cup of coffee and said with a smile on his face, "Sister Huan, I heard that you have been hospitalized. Are you okay? Seeing that your complexion is not very good, you can rest for a few more days."

The group of people who were hiding were terrified, and really didn't know what to say about that nervous newcomer.The woman turned her head to look at the man, and after looking at him silently for a while, the woman spoke in a low and gloomy voice, as if it came from the ground, "Call Luofengcao."

"Sister Huan, do you want to contact Luofengcao? No problem." The man made a gesture of invitation and said, "Sister Huan, come with me. I have the contact information of Luofengcao. I will give it to you after I get through."

The man walks ahead and leads the way, and the woman follows him silently.The man walked to a messy desk, put down the coffee in his hand, and rummaged through a pile of documents. "Sister Huan, why are you suddenly interested in Luofengcao? Do you like reading her articles?"

The woman stared at the man, her silent eyes gradually turning red.The man suddenly turned his head, and the woman's eyes immediately turned back to black.The man raised his work card on his chest and smiled embarrassedly, "Sister Huan, you are a busy person, you must not remember me as a newcomer, right? My name is Jia Yiteng, and I have only been here for less than a month."

After speaking, the man turned back and continued to rummage through the documents.The woman opened her hand, her fingernails were blood red, long and sharp, and her hand slowly approached the back of the man's neck.The people hiding under the table saw no movement for a long time, but a few bold ones popped up and saw the woman's actions and her scarlet eyes, and immediately hid under the table in fright, shaking their heads in their arms.

Jia Yiteng rummaged through the documents and lowered his eyes and said, "Sister Huan, although you like Luofengcao, I still have something to say. Luofengcao has a bad reputation, even though her books are very popular. , but plagiarized, which is no different from stealing. Someone once told me that every original author is a genius, they create their own world, and every time we tolerate a plagiarist, we are killing a genius.”

When the woman heard Jia Yiteng's words, the hand that reached the back of his neck suddenly stopped.Jia Yiteng didn't know that he walked around the edge of death, with a faint smile on his face, "I know, I'm a newcomer with little ability. I don't know the author who plagiarized Luofengcao, but I really I really want to do my part. I don’t want to let a genius wither because of my inaction, my indifference.”

The woman's hand slowly withdrew and lowered slightly, staring at Jia Yiteng, her eyes gradually returned to black.Jia Yiteng found what he wanted in the file, turned around with the file, and said with a smirk, "I'm sorry, Miss Huan, as a newcomer, I'm not ashamed to speak too much. I've been busy recently, and I haven't organized the files much. You, Miss Huan Wait, I'll call Luofengcao right away."

As he spoke, Jia Yiteng picked up the phone on the side of the table and dialed it according to the contact information left on the document.The phone was picked up after a long period of music. Jia Yiteng smiled and said in a hearty tone, "Is it Luofengcao? I am Jia Yiteng from the publishing house. No, can you ask her to answer the phone? I have some I want to ask her directly. Wait a minute, okay, it's okay."

After a while, it seemed that Luofengcao answered the phone himself. Jia Yiteng said a few words, then smiled and gave the phone to the woman, "Sister Huan, Luofengcao answered the phone."

The woman reached out to take the phone, put the receiver to her ear, and a woman's arrogant voice came from inside, "What's the matter, tell me quickly, I'm busy."

Eyeballs turned to the microphone side, a cold air flow continued to move along the phone line, the woman said, "I will go to you, I will definitely go to you."

The woman on the other side of the phone said dissatisfiedly, "What's the matter, can you say it on the phone?"

As she spoke, the arrogant woman felt a chill coming from the phone.The arrogant woman shivered from the cold, and said very unhappy, "Come on, come on, really."

The arrogant woman hung up the phone, and the woman handed the phone back to Jia Yiteng.Jia Yiteng glanced at the woman and said cautiously, "Sister Huan, what important things do you have to say in person?"

The woman gave Jia Yiteng a cold look, and Jia Yiteng shut up immediately, knowing that he was asking too much.The woman turned around with downcast eyes, and walked out unhurriedly.The woman had been gone for a long time, and only those who were hiding under the table dared to raise their heads.Jia Yiteng looked at them amusedly, "What are you doing?"

A beautifully dressed woman hid behind a chair, swallowed, and said with a trembling voice, "Was that just now Shi Huan?"

"It's Sister Huan, haven't you guys known her longer than I did?" Jia Yiteng said with a smile, strangely.

"But, but." The woman swallowed, her eyes widened, and she told the truth in horror, "Shi Huan died in a car accident two days ago."

"How is it possible, don't be joking." Jia Yiteng frowned, "Sister Huan was here just now."

"Yeah, she's back, and she's back in broad daylight." The beautiful woman spat blankly, "She's here for revenge, she must have come to seek revenge, if she can come out in broad daylight, the resentment must be deep .She was holding a black umbrella, which she used to block the sun, she was here for revenge, she was here for revenge..."

Seeing the beautiful woman like this, Jia Yiteng was very worried. Even if Shi Huan came back for revenge as she said, she didn't find anyone, only Luo Fengcao's contact information.etc!Falling Wind Grass!Jia Yiteng suddenly thought of something, got up and ran outside in a hurry. Before reaching the elevator, the elevator stayed on the first floor, and Jia Yiteng ran up the stairs in a hurry.

Shi Huan was walking on the street holding an umbrella. There was an intersection ahead, and the red light was on. She ignored the traffic lights and walked straight ahead.A car drove up and hit her hard.The driver was a middle-aged man. Seeing that he had knocked over someone, he panicked. He wanted to reverse the car, but he stepped on the accelerator and ran over Shi Huan again.There were a lot of people on the street, and they were all talking about it. Although women should not run red lights, if a middle-aged man crushed her twice, it is impossible for a woman to still be alive.

The middle-aged man backed up his car, and was shocked when he saw the woman lying on the ground. There was a traffic jam at the intersection, and many people watched.There was a traffic jam, and many people got out of the car to check what happened. After that, everyone present saw a scene of horror.The woman on the ground, whose limbs were severely bent, suddenly moved, and the crowd screamed in fright.

Shi Huan moved slowly, and stood up stiffly from the ground, her severely bent limbs made her stand obliquely, her head hanging in front, blocked by her long hair.Some immediately called the police in a panic, some ran away screaming in fright, some stood there blankly, and some watched the excitement with interest.

Jia Yiteng finally got out of the building and looked around, but he didn't see Shi Huan.There was a lot of noise at the intersection, and Jia Yiteng came over to see what happened.Squeezing forward from the crowd, Jia Yiteng managed to squeeze forward in the chaotic crowd, and immediately saw the weird woman standing in the middle of the road.

Standing Shi Huan twisted her head stiffly, and her scarlet eyes could be seen through the gaps in her hair.Shi Huan twisted and slowly raised her head, the sun shone on her face, her skin instantly cracked, and white smoke came out.Shi Huan was irradiated by the sun, writhing in pain, let out a shrill ghostly scream, and fixed his eyes on the middle-aged man who hit him.

The middle-aged man couldn't help trembling in fright, and then, in front of everyone, the car that hit him opened automatically, and the middle-aged man dragged him out of the car as if someone was carrying him, but everyone present didn't see anything.The middle-aged man hung in the air, he panicked and shouted for help, and then he was thrown out heavily, knocking down the trash can on the street.In an instant, the crowd screamed violently and fled in all directions in a panic. Those who had cars ran away without even having a car.

Jia Yiteng stared blankly at Shi Huan, and was extremely shocked. Many people ran past him, but he stood still, still looking at Shi Huan.He is a newcomer and has been busy recently. He didn't know the news of Shi Huan's death at all. He just overheard others chatting about Shi Huan being hospitalized. When we met again, he didn't expect Shi Huan to be like this.

Shi Huan turned to look at Jia Yiteng, Jia Yiteng stared into her scarlet eyes, it was a lie that he wasn't afraid.After looking at Jia Yiteng for a while, Shi Huan turned around slowly, and walked forward strangely with that kind of bent limbs, causing screams wherever she went.Jia Yiteng watched Shi Huan go away slowly, and wanted to catch up, but his feet didn't listen to him, and he stood there trembling.People are naturally afraid of ghosts because they are invisible and ubiquitous.