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Living Funeral
Gao Ling shouted, "Ghost Old Three, don't push your luck."
I was feeling a bit angry too; this was too much! The Taoist remained calm and composed beside me.
Ghost Old Three said, "You need to understand, I am not begging you; I am making a demand."
I suppressed my anger and replied, "What do you want?"
Ghost Old Three said, "Wait a moment." With that, he left. This Ghost Old Three, who looked plump and rather simple-minded, turned out to be so cunning.
Gao Ling turned to me and said, "Just fly off the handle. Don't agree to anything he says."
I replied to Gao Ling, "Let's see what happens first. Don't get too worked up. Although I was about to explode with anger myself, if given the chance, I would definitely turn that old man into a pig's head."
After about five or six minutes, Ghost Old Three called us in.
It was a bedroom, but it wasn't the same room I had seen last night. Gao Ling, the Taoist, and I all entered together.
My impression of Ghost Old Three had worsened due to his "corpse dealings," but once we entered, I saw a coffin. It was dark and the room was dimly lit by candles; there were seven candles in total.
As we approached for a closer look, we saw a female corpse inside the coffin—of course, she was fully clothed.
However, upon seeing the corpse, I couldn't help but glance at Ghost Old Three again. Damn it, I cursed inwardly; his disgraceful behavior from last night had left a deep impression on me!
After averting my gaze, I said to Ghost Old Three, "Get to the point."
Ghost Old Three replied, "My request is for you to sleep with this female corpse."
After hearing those words, I cursed loudly, "Damn it, you want me to sleep with a corpse?" But as soon as I finished speaking, a sharp pain shot through my heart, and I felt a sweetness in my throat before spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Gao Ling, seeing my condition, urgently asked, "Are you okay?"
After wiping the blood from the corner of my mouth, I replied, "I'm fine." I turned to Ghost Old Three and said, "Don't think I won't tell my dad. When he finds out, just wait for your death."
Ghost Old Three seemed completely unconcerned by Gao Ling's words.
I hadn't seen what Ghost Old Three had done earlier, but my breathing became heavier as I stared at him. He asked, "Do you have any questions now?"
I glanced at the Taoist priest, who said, "Agree to him."
Reluctantly, I had no choice but to agree. However, I added, "Not tonight; let me think it over for a night." Upon hearing my concession, Ghost Old Three said, "I know you won't dare to play tricks. Remember to come back tomorrow night."
"Fine," I replied and left after pouring out a bowl of blood.
Gao Ling followed me reluctantly.
Once outside, I felt a bit dizzy; it was definitely due to the blood loss. He had gone too far.
Last night he had slept with that female corpse and now wanted me to do the same... Damn it! He had that kind of fetish; I certainly did not share it.
Suddenly, the Taoist priest spoke up, "You need to be careful tomorrow night. He wants to transfer your Yang Qi to that female corpse."
Hearing this made me quiet down a bit. Transferring my Yang Qi? It seemed like the Taoist had mentioned something similar before. Ghost Old Three was indeed trying to transfer Yang Qi; no wonder when I first entered the room today, he sniffed around me.
He must have taken a liking to my Yang Qi.
Gao Ling then asked, "Are you really going to sleep with that female corpse? You just slept with a female ghost and now you're going to sleep with a corpse..."
I was at a loss for words. Just moments ago, I had been with a female ghost, and now I was supposed to sleep with a corpse. It was exhausting!
However, one thing was certain: I was about to undergo the Yang Qi transition. But if the Yang Qi transferred to the corpse, did that mean I was supposed to revive her?
At this moment, Gao Ling was here, and it wasn't the right time to discuss things since I still had some questions for the Taoist priest.
The priest seemed to sense my thoughts and said, "Don't worry, I'll help you tomorrow night."
It was eleven o'clock at night when I got into Gao Ling's car. During the drive back, I received a call from an unfamiliar number. It couldn’t be Zhang Xun or Brother Li since I had saved their numbers.
Still, I pressed the answer button. A voice quickly came through: "This is Fu Yan. I need you to come to the police station right now to confirm something. I've found a lead on the murderer."
I was taken aback for a moment before replying that I would be there immediately. Of course, I wanted to know who the murderer was!
I instructed Gao Ling to head to the police station. Gao Ling asked what was going on, and I mentioned that it seemed we had discovered who had left the cardboard box at the door that morning.
"Did they catch him?" Gao Ling inquired.
I shook my head and said I didn't know; we should just go to the police station first.
We arrived at the police station quickly. When we got out of the car, the Taoist priest had already left. Fu Yan said, "Follow me."
Soon we entered a screening room equipped with a projector. Fu Yan stated, "I've pulled all the surveillance footage from around here and found a suspect. I'm going to show it to you now; see if you recognize him."
"Thanks for your hard work," I replied.
The surveillance footage began playing shortly after. Fu Yan fast-forwarded through it until he paused on a particular frame showing a face. The man was holding a cardboard box, and as soon as I recognized him, my hair stood on end. Damn it! Wasn't that Brother Li?
Was it Brother Li who left the bloody hand at my doorstep?
Could it be that Brother Li killed Fat Zhang? But the handwriting doesn't seem to match Brother Li's! However, it's not difficult for someone to change their handwriting.
Fu Yan asked me, "Do you know this person?"
I didn't hide anything in my heart, but I only revealed some superficial details. I said he was a colleague from the funeral home where I worked before.
Fu Yan then asked me if I had any conflicts with him at work.
I shook my head, indicating that I had only worked at the funeral home for half a month and only knew his full name was Li Sheng; I didn't know anything else about him.
Fu Yan said, "If there were no conflicts, why would he send you a bloody hand?"
I shook my head again, indicating that I didn't know.
Such a big incident happened at the funeral home, yet no one reported it. The matter was being kept under wraps, and there was no leakage at all. What on earth is Brother Li up to, sending me a bloody hand...
Is he planning to kill everyone alive in the funeral home? Could the fake Director Wang from before also have been killed by him?
And what about the person who stole my urn? Could it be him as well?
My thoughts were in turmoil; everything felt shrouded in mystery! Seeing that I was clueless, Fu Yan said, "Let's leave it here for now. I will continue investigating the case. Keep your phone available for contact; I'll reach out to you anytime."
I agreed and then left with Gao Ling.
Gao Ling looked puzzled and said, "If he's your colleague, why would he mail you a bloody hand without any explanation? Is this person sick?"
How would I know?
I actually knew why he sent me a bloody hand, but I didn't understand why it was Brother Li who gave it to me.
At that time, I was already caught up in a conspiracy... Damn it, could he be the mastermind behind this plot, starting to set me up now?
It was already past midnight. I sat in the back seat of the car while Gao Ling drove. I sent a text message to Brother Li, asking him why he sent me the bloody hand, what kind of conspiracy he was plotting, and whether Urn was something he had taken.
After sending the message, I stuffed my phone into my pocket. I wondered how Zhang Xun was doing. Thinking about it, I called Zhang Xun.
But the call didn’t go through, and the scent of conspiracy grew stronger...
The more I thought about it, the colder I felt inside. Sitting in the car began to feel somewhat eerie; it was truly terrifying.
The person weaving this web was too frightening. The current breakthrough point might be that mysterious pattern and that mysterious number because key figures were either dead or missing. Yet now, a key figure—a Taoist—had appeared beside me.
This Taoist could be the catalyst for this incident... If only his corpse hadn’t been burned, perhaps there wouldn’t have been so many troubles!
However, when I asked the Taoist at that time, he didn’t say anything. Once I found a suitable opportunity, I would still need to continue questioning him about these matters.
After returning home, I felt a bit faint from having given blood earlier. I told Gao Ling that I was going to sleep and headed into my room. But as soon as I entered, my heart nearly stopped because the woman in red was lying on my bed without any clothes on.
Her figure was curvaceous and truly stunning.
I quickly turned away and said, “What are you doing? Hurry up and put some clothes on.”
“Chen Lang, don’t you like me this way?”
Having just given blood, if my heart raced any faster, I might just pass out. I told the woman in red that she should put on some clothes first; I was feeling a bit tired and wanted to sleep.
“Oh.” Her tone sounded slightly disappointed, but she quickly replied, “I’m dressed now.”
I said to the woman in the red dress, "You can go now; I want to sleep." She replied, "Chen Lang, you sleep. I just want to watch you."
I was feeling really weak at that moment and wanted to prioritize my sleep, so I lay down on the bed without paying her much mind. However, I was also afraid that she might disturb me, so I asked her not to. She promised she wouldn't.
After hearing that, I fell into a peaceful sleep, but when I finally woke up, it was already afternoon.
It was Gao Ling who woke me up. "Hey, why did you sleep for so long?" she asked.
I replied that it was nothing; I must have been really tired. It was around six in the evening when Gao Ling said, "Ghost Old Three wants you to come over right now."
Damn, did I really have to deal with a corpse? And one that had been... violated by Ghost Old Three?
In an instant, I felt a wave of unease wash over me. Just then, I received a call from Zhang Xun. When I answered, he said something that sent a chill down my spine...
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