Do they look like living people?

Upon hearing this, I looked around.

I noticed that everyone around me had their heads down, their expressions somber, and a sigh could be heard from time to time.

A middle-aged woman was hugging a young woman beside her, covering her face and sobbing.

In the corner, there was a little kid facing the wall, eating ice cream.

All of this looks perfectly normal.

Because the ICU is not a separate emergency ward; there are many other patients lying in it.

When I saw these people gathered in front of the ICU, I didn't think much of it and assumed they were the family members of the patients inside.

Hearing Yuan Ying's words, I looked at her carefully and discovered—

It seems like nothing has changed.

They all have shadows.

The heels weren't raised, and the crying and facial expressions were perfectly normal.

"Take a picture with your phone!" Yuan Ying reminded her.

Instead of pointing my phone directly at their faces, I switched to camera mode, held it to my ear as if making a phone call, and took two pictures of them from the side.

When I looked down at the photo after taking it, I almost dropped my phone.

I clearly remember that when I was secretly taking pictures of them, none of them were facing me.

But in the photo, all of their heads are turned towards me.

Especially that little kid who was eating ice cream with his back to me; his head was completely turned behind him, but his hand holding the ice cream was still in front of him.

When I looked up at them, I found that they were still the same as before, without any abnormality.

Yuan Ying glanced at me, her expression calm: "You should go back first!"

This time I didn't object.

It's normal for hospitals to have dirty things, but it's impossible for so much stuff to be crammed into one place.

I reckon I'm the one who lured them here, all waiting for Liu Sandao to kick the bucket so they could possess him.

I suspect that if I hadn't been carrying the knife Liu Sandao gave me, they would have attacked me instead.

"But Brother Liu..."

I hesitated, wanting to say something but holding back.

"It's alright, he won't die so young, but he probably won't be able to help you later!" Yuan Ying shook her head.

Even if Yuan Ying hadn't said anything, I wouldn't have asked Liu Sandao for help again; I almost lost my life.

"If Brother Liu wakes up, please let me know. Thank you!"

As I spoke, I handed her a bank card. There wasn't much money in it, only about three thousand yuan, which was my last savings.

At that moment, besides taking the money, I didn't know how else to express my apology.

Yuan Ying didn't refuse. After taking the bank card, she said, "Don't go back yet. Go to my shop. Otherwise, I'm afraid you'll be gone before you've even walked a few hundred meters."

That's great! I was just wondering where I could go.

"Thank you, Yingniang!"

Yuan Ying handed me the keys, her expression turning serious.

"Although it's daytime now, you're different from normal people. Your soul is incomplete, and many unclean things like to come after you. Once you're in the shop, no matter what you hear or see, don't show any unusual expression. Just treat them like normal people!"

Upon hearing this, my heart skipped a beat.

What does it mean to treat them as normal people?

I asked cautiously, "Yingniang, do you mean those things will follow me to your shop?"

Yuan Ying shook her head and said, "Those who went might not necessarily be with you; they might be going to buy things!"

I exclaimed, "Yingniang, your shop isn't a paper craft shop, is it?"

Yuan Ying hummed in agreement: "Are you scared? Or do you think it's bad luck?"

I smiled wryly and said, "Yingniang, you're just teasing me. I don't even have a [earth spirit], so how would I know anything about being afraid? As for bad luck, I used to work at a funeral home, so there's no such thing as bad luck!"

Yuan Ying smiled and said, "That's fine. When you get to the shop, whenever you see a customer come in, no matter what they want to buy, just say you don't sell it. Try to talk as little as possible."

I hesitated for a moment and asked her, "Can I not open the door?"

Yuan Ying shook her head seriously: "This door must be opened. There will be a problem if you don't open it. If you don't open it, the other party will think that you are afraid of them, and they will come after you even more."

She then gave me a few more instructions, and I thanked her and left the hospital.

I sensed something was wrong as soon as I left the hospital.

I don't know how many dirty things I encountered along the way, but fortunately they all just kept their distance and looked at me with greedy eyes.

But they didn't do anything to me.

...

Yuan Ying's shop was also on West Street, just a few dozen meters past Liu Sandao's braised meat stall.

The shop's entrance is small, only wide enough for two people to walk in side by side.

The store layout is conventional; there is a large counter on the left-hand side as you enter.

Behind the counter was a display shelf with candles, lanterns, and the like.

There was another partitioned room inside, which was a warehouse.

In the very center of the warehouse stood a black coffin painted with lacquer.

It seems Yuan Ying doesn't usually sleep here, otherwise how could there not even be a bed?

She can't possibly sleep in a coffin, can she?

I pulled up a stool and sat down by the counter, not knowing what I was supposed to do, feeling completely disoriented.

Along the way, it seems that everyone I've been connected with, or those close to me, has either died or been injured.

Master Jin is dead, Su Mingyang is dead, and Luo Tianhe's situation is currently unknown.

I sat there holding my phone until after 3 p.m.

Just as I was leaning against the counter, dozing off, I heard a series of knocking sounds.

I looked up and saw a young man in a leather jacket, with blond hair and an earring standing in front of the counter.

"Boss, could you give me three sticks of incense? It's dark, and I can't cross the road."

Is it getting dark?

I glanced at the sky outside; it was still bright outside.

Besides, who would buy three sticks of incense? They'd buy at least a bunch.

Could this thing be something evil?

I smiled apologetically at him and said, "Sorry, we're out of incense to sell."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he suddenly pointed to the huge pile of incense on the display shelf behind me and asked, "I see it all. Sell it to me. My mom will bring me the money later, and then I'll bring it to you. Otherwise, I won't be able to cross the street."

Damn, I couldn't help but twitch my lips when I heard that.

But I could only bite the bullet and say, "Really, we don't have any left. Those were all reserved by other people. Why don't you come back in a couple of days?"

After I finished speaking, I quietly placed my hand on the kitchen knife under the counter.

If he dares to forcibly take it, don't blame me for being ruthless.

The blond-haired man stared at me for a full half minute, as if trying to memorize me, before finally letting out a long "oh" and slowly turning to walk across the street.

Fortunately, he didn't try to steal it.

Before I could even finish exhaling, I saw an Audi speeding towards the blond-haired man and crash into him violently.

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