After hearing the whole story, Huo Rao was furious: "That student named Gu Jiayi is too outrageous. Wait, I'm going to take her to my office to write a self-criticism."

After saying that, she rushed to Class 10 classroom.

Wang Ziyang talked with his father for a long time reminiscing about the past.

When he heard the news of his father's death on Friday, he rushed to the hospital, but his father had already passed away when he arrived. He didn't even get to see his father for the last time.

Although this was the first time he had ever seen a ghost, it was his father. He was only overjoyed to see him again, not afraid at all. Even if his father turned into a ghost, he wouldn't harm him.

Shi Ling and Qin Zhan left the space to the father and son.

Wang's father died of a normal illness and aging, and his soul energy is very weak. The reason he can stay with Wang Ziyang is because today is the seventh day after his death. After today, he will go to the underworld to reincarnate.

…

Friday after school.

Gu Jiayi was forced to write a 5,000-word letter of apology and self-criticism by Huo Rao's office.

Shi Ling received a call from Zhong Xian and went to the Yuncheng Police Station.

Zhang Wangzhou is responsible for investigating the tomb robbery case of Wei Hongguang's tomb. After he caught the accomplice who used Wei Hongguang's coffin as a prop from Happy Valley, he followed the clues and identified the identity of the criminal gang. Now he is chasing the suspects across the city.

Shi Ling was very curious about how tomb robbers could think of using real ancient tomb coffins as props in a haunted house.

Zhong Xian answered her question: "Then the tomb robber was actually the manager of the Happy Valley Haunted House. After their gang committed the crime and took away the valuable cultural relics, they only had this gorgeous mahogany coffin left and didn't know what to do with it.

They thought there must be something more valuable in the coffin, and that selling it whole would not be worth as much as disassembling it, so they wanted to break the coffin open to retrieve the treasure. However, they were unable to do anything to open the coffin, so they hid it for the time being, hoping to sell the other artifacts later.

But it was difficult to hide such a large coffin anywhere, so I thought the most dangerous place was the safest place, so I temporarily placed it in the haunted house as a prop. For over a year, no one suspected anything.

"Indeed, it's normal to have coffins and fake graves in a haunted house. Who would have thought that they were real?"

Shi Ling was already a frequent visitor to the Yuncheng Police Station. When she came in and didn't see Wei Hongguang, she was a little confused: "Where's Lord Wei? Where did he go?"

Zhong Xian: "Oh, he was invited away by the Yuncheng Museum and the Institute of Archaeology. He's now a veritable living antique, and the historians and archaeologists treat him with lavish food and drink. He's probably been eating plenty of Maoxuewang hotpot these days."

"Then why did you ask me to come here?" Shi Ling thought that Wei Hongguang had caused some trouble.

Zhong Xian: "Well, a student named Ying Ci from Yuncheng University called the police and asked for your help."

Shi Ling: "Oh, the one that Lord Wei took a bite of. What does he want from me? If you have any problems, call the police."

Zhong Xian nodded: "Yes, that's why he called us. We came to find you."

Shi Ling: “…”

Zhong Xian was also helpless, "He said he's about to turn into a zombie and wants you to go to the hospital to see him."

…

Xi's Xiguang Hospital.

Zhong Xian took Shi Ling straight to the infectious disease ward where Ying Ci was supposed to be.

As soon as I arrived at the ward door, I heard wailing from inside.

When Shi Ling opened the door, she saw Ying Ci sitting on the bed, with his girlfriend looking at him worriedly.

"Ahhh, I've had enough. Every night when I go to sleep, I dream that I'm wearing the official uniform of the Qing Dynasty, and I'm with a bunch of old zombies wearing official uniforms, with guns and cannons shooting behind me. It's so fucking painful in the dream!" Ying Ci collapsed and cried out to the sky.

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Good night~