The raging fire gradually died down, leaving only a pile of charred remains.

It was as if Yunwei had never existed in this world.

Xiaomi collapsed to the ground, staring blankly at the pile of ashes, muttering to herself repeatedly, "How could this happen... how could this happen..."

It took me a long time to come to my senses and reach out to help Xiaomi up from the ground.

Xiaomi's body clung limply to me, her face covered in tears.

"Chen Yan, what should we do?"

what to do?

You ask me? Who should I ask?

I took a deep breath, straightened Xiaomi's body, and looked into her eyes.

"Cheer up! Yunwei is dead, which means Grandma Sun has discovered us. What we need to do now is leave Ruiwei Village, understand?"

The little girl has gone missing, Lingmei has also fallen off a cliff by accident, and now even Yunwei has inexplicably set herself on fire.

This place is no longer safe to stay in.

Xiao Mi was trembling violently, her eyes fixed on the pile of charred remains.

"But how...how do we get out? I'm afraid...afraid that we'll end up like Sister Yunwei, burning to death for no reason."

I took a deep breath and forced myself to calm down: "What we need to do now is find those paper figures with our birth dates written on them, and then leave overnight."

I think Yunwei's sudden fire was probably related to the paper figure with our birth dates written on it.

If we take that paper figure away, will everything be fine?

I've already got the paper doll; now I just need to find the one with "Xiao Mi" and "Little Girl" written on it.

"What about Seventh Master? Does he just abandon him?"

Seventh Master?

After a moment of contemplation, I gritted my teeth and said I didn't care anymore.

Master Jia is now terminally ill and unable to even walk. Bringing him along would be nothing short of a heavy burden, making our movements even more difficult and potentially hindering everyone.

"But……"

A hint of reluctance flashed in Xiaomi's eyes.

I interrupted her: "No buts. If you insist on taking him away, I have no right to interfere, but I will leave you behind and go on my own. It's your choice."

Xiaomi opened her mouth as if she wanted to say something, but then, as if remembering something, she swallowed the words back.

"Where do we begin our search?" Xiaomi clenched her fingers tightly.

"Go look somewhere else, I'll look for the wardrobe!"

"good!"

Yunwei's body lay quietly in the wardrobe.

I don't know what happened, but when I approached this wardrobe before, I could detect a faint odor, but it was nowhere near as strong as it is now.

Just a few steps away from the wardrobe, the pungent stench hit me like a tidal wave, wafting straight into my nostrils.

It was as if countless rotting corpses had been fermenting in this cramped space for a long time, mixed with a nauseating stench, making my stomach churn and almost causing me to vomit.

"This smell is too strong! How did it suddenly become so foul? It didn't smell at all just now."

Xiaomi covered her nose and kept dry heaving.

I tore off a piece of cloth and covered my mouth and nose.

"Never mind, the paper figure might be inside. I have to go in and look for it."

After saying that, I gripped the edge of the wardrobe tightly with both hands, pushed hard, and stepped into the wardrobe.

The closet was cramped, and every inch of air was filled with this stench.

I slowly rotated my wrist, trying to let the light from my phone illuminate every corner of the wardrobe.

However, where the light reached, there was nothing but the red thread that Yunwei had previously torn and some copper coins.

Unwilling to give up, I gently tapped the inside of the wardrobe with my hand, trying to determine if there was a hidden compartment by listening to the changes in the sound.

After knocking for a long time, they found no sign of any hidden compartment.

At this moment, it seems that only the area under Yunwei's body in the entire wardrobe has not yet been checked.

If I want to find the paper figure, I can only bring out her body.

Having worked as a mortician at the funeral home for so many years, I've seen corpses that were even more rotten and foul-smelling.

Otherwise, I really wouldn't be able to do it.

I reached my hands under the corpse's armpits to try and pull her out.

But when they picked up the body, they found it was surprisingly heavy, not at all like the weight of a small child; it felt like they were carrying a heavy stone tablet.

I tried several times but couldn't pick him up.

Left with no other choice, I adjusted my position, crawled into the closet, and squatted down with my back to the corpse, letting her lie on my back.

Then she gently placed both of her hands on my shoulders.

In the past, when some people died at home and the stairs were too narrow for a stretcher to go up, they had to be carried out by people like this.

I took a deep breath, gripped the corpse's arms tightly with both hands, and with all my might, I kicked off with my legs, trying to lift the little girl's body onto my back.

But just as I stood up, a sudden gust of cold wind swept through the previously quiet room, making the windows rattle loudly.

In an instant, I felt the corpse on my back suddenly become heavier, as if an invisible force was pulling me down.

My knees buckled, and I almost collapsed to the ground.

"Chen Yan, are you alright?"

Seeing that I was covered in sweat, Xiaomi stopped what she was doing and looked at me nervously.

I didn't answer because I found that something was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't speak at all.

At the same time, I felt the corpse on my back seem to move slightly.

I turned my head slightly, and out of the corner of my eye, I inadvertently glanced at the corpse lying on my back. Its eyes slowly opened!

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