Chapter 1 Chapter 1 Watch the Advertisement to Resurrect
When he was a teenager, Su Yun often asked himself a question: Why do horror movies always use a very dark tone?
The appreciation teacher said that this is for the atmosphere and sense of immersion, as well as a perspective processing. There are two methods of film narrative, following the character's perspective and God's perspective. In the eyes of the characters in the horror environment, whether they are the protagonist or the supporting role, they must wear a psychological filter when looking at things.
Pictures and words can deceive people, so this method is used to create a sense of horror.
Why is it always at night? Su Yun asked again.
The answer is actually very simple. It is not because of the so-called fear engraved in human DNA, nor is it because everyone is afraid of the dark unknown. There is only one reason - concealment.
When there is no need to hide, the ghosts in the movies don’t care whether it is day or night when killing people. But if you encounter such a ghost in real life, it must be at night because darkness is concealed enough.
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Su Yun looked at her rice paper diary that was soaked with ink and took a deep breath. She shouldn't have been so happy as to write in such an artificial posture. Something unexpected happened and the paper was punctured.
The person outside was still knocking on the door. The funeral home didn't have a doorbell, but it did have a paging system, which was prepared for people who needed to attend the funeral in an emergency. Generally, there was no chance to use it. In modern society, everyone has a mobile phone, or at least an elderly person's phone. Isn't making a phone call more convenient than paging?
Su Yun suppressed his temper and put down his pen. He glanced at the wall clock. It was only 9:30 in the evening, and the office workers should all be off work, but there was still someone knocking on the door!
If it's not haunted, then it's causing trouble. Su Yun angrily put away the diary and account book quickly and rushed to the balcony: "What the hell is knocking on the door? It's so loud, is it from the last century? It can't even use a cell phone?"
Just as she finished shouting, the knocking on the door finally stopped. The ghost bride ran closer in small steps and shouted loudly: "Director, the ghost sister has gone to see it. It seems to be a guest."
"Even if you are a guest, you can't be so rude." Su Yun pounded the balcony fence hard, then coughed lightly, "Get ready to welcome the distinguished guest."
They had just returned from Tibet and were all still tired. They had spent the night expending their extra excitement so that they could return to their daily lives after a good night's sleep. However, they had not expected that guests would come to their door just half a day after they had returned.
Su Yun returned to the office to tidy up his appearance. After making sure that everything was fine, he walked towards the reception room with a proud manner, where he could discuss the price and set meal. There happened to be some untouched snacks and tea in the evening, so the chef gathered together and made a tray, and asked the ghost bride to deliver it to the guests.
In fact, their business is no different from other service industries. They use employees that match the type of customers. The sexy ghost is stationed at the front desk. Occasionally, if they encounter a younger person who is sending off his elderly parents, the gentler ghost bride will take over. If they encounter a ferocious customer, it will be Ah Xiu, the expressionless waiter.
On the way to the living room, Su Yun was just thinking about what orders he could get at this late night, when he saw the sexy ghost running over from afar: "Why are you running? The lights are not on. If you come over, what will happen to the customers?"
"Director! We seem to have encountered a troublemaker!" The sexy ghost shouted in a low voice while rushing forward.
"Ah? Although we have a rival in the east of the city, they won't come to challenge us so late at night, right?" Su Yun felt that if the opponent could really do such a thing, it would be too abstract.
The ghost stamped her feet and said, "No, he carried the coffin here by himself. Which kind person would carry a coffin to the funeral home? Is he dissatisfied with the quality of our coffins?"
Su Yun was convinced by her: "But we are not professional coffin sellers. Does it matter to us if he carries a hundred people? Isn't it enough for us to provide good service?"
The ghost bride next to them felt that the focus of both people seemed to be wrong, but she was not very smart, so she could only nod along, nodding after whoever finished speaking.
After holding down the jumping sexy ghost, Su Yun first asked what the other person looked like. When she heard that he was a young and handsome man, there was no need to call on male employees to take his place. The three of them went over directly.
In the huge reception room, there was a pitch-black coffin without any patterns, with the lid and body fitting together perfectly. Next to it stood the guest that Yan Gui had mentioned. He was wearing a black suit and looked like he had just come from a funeral.
When Su Yun saw this scene, a thought popped into his mind: Did this handsome guy steal someone's coffin from a funeral?
Su Yun thought so in his heart but could not say it out loud. He tried his best to maintain a serious expression: "Excuse me, are you going to hold a funeral? If you bring your own coffin and ceremonial guards, we can remove the corresponding fees from the package and give you a discount."
The man was quite tall, and he needed to lower his eyes slightly when facing three tall ladies. From this angle, his eyes and eyebrows looked a little fierce.
"I'm looking for Su Yiling and Ji Weitang." The man said, pulling out a crumpled business card from his pocket and handing it over.
Su Yun was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to take the business card, and found that it was indeed the old-fashioned business card of West City Funeral Home. The sexy ghost and the ghost bride next to him also came over to take a look.
Yan Gui nodded: "It is really the business card of the old curator. This old model has become the tears of the times."
The old business cards had not been abandoned for long. Last year, Su Yiling and Ji Weitong had the idea of letting Su Yun inherit the funeral home. They both didn't care much about many things, so when designing the business cards, they simply wrote each other's names and a Lishu script pattern representing the meaning of Su Yun's name.
Until last year, this pattern represented the couple, and each business card carried their unique style. Even if others printed the same pattern, it would look completely different from the original, so it was easy to recognize.
This year, Su Yun took over, and the director's name and information had to be rewritten. She felt that the pattern was extremely embarrassing, so she simply retained only the specific information about the funeral home's business, without any representative identity significance.
Although this can expand the business a little, the value is much lower than the old business cards that have been sent out.
If someone brought a new model business card, they would definitely talk about money first and service later, but since he brought an old model, Su Yun had to take it seriously.
Su Yun hesitated for a moment, then looked up and stared at the man: "You should know the value of this business card. Are you sure you want to use it today?"
"Yes," the man said without hesitation, "to be precise, this business card is not for me. It is for her to save her life."
This seems to be a very long story, but the man was very anxious. The ghost moved a chair for them, but he couldn't sit still, so he told Su Yun directly that he was actually an ordinary person, and the strange things he encountered started when he bought a house in a residential area.
After hearing this beginning, Su Yun thought he would talk for a long time, so he specially brought some tea to stay alert so that he could listen slowly.
However, the man summed it up in one sentence: "The house has been haunted. We have nowhere to turn to. We asked a master but it was useless. Accidents kept happening to everyone. She suddenly appeared in my house. We endured for many days but finally couldn't hold on. She suddenly fell for it. I found this business card based on the clues she left and came here."
Su Yun's mouth stopped at the edge of the teacup. She couldn't breathe. She didn't know whether to drink the tea or not. Finally, she put down the teacup with a dry laugh and said, "That's a good summary. Remember to add punctuation next time."
The man looked at Su Yun and suddenly lost his temper: "I am just too anxious. I can't help but be anxious when it comes to human lives. So, are Su Yiling and Ji Weitang here?"
"Ah, they are my parents. They have gone traveling and are not here. Now the funeral home is inherited by me. You can call me Director Su. Basically, as long as the problem is not too out of the ordinary, I can still solve it. Your request is to save people, right?" Su Yun's calm tone soothed the man's panic.
The man's tense spirit finally relaxed a little after traveling all the way. In fact, he was very disappointed because Su Yun looked too young. She was not even older than him. Sitting next to him were two stupid beauties who seemed to have only pretty faces and could only smile foolishly.
How to put it, the man felt like there were three vases sitting in front of him playing house. It's not that he was sexist, it's really that from the way these three people were dressed to the way they looked, none of them looked reliable.
Perhaps Su Yun is a little more reliable and calm, but it seems that the young master has started to squander the family fortune since taking office.
The man secretly gritted his teeth and decided to try his luck: "Yes, save the people first."
Su Yun understood that saving people first meant saving them first. If the person behind survived, he would consider paying more if he wanted to place an order for other business: "Okay, Ayan, register him and fill in all the details."
"No, aren't you going to save people first? Why are you still registering?" The man nervously supported the coffin beside him, a look of disbelief on his face, as if Su Yun and the others were watching him die without helping.
"Don't worry, fill out the form first. Even if you go to the underworld, you still have to fill out the form. If you don't fill out the form and still want to reincarnate across the Naihe Bridge, you are dreaming. You can't die." Su Yun waved his folding fan and waved his hand indifferently.
The man looked at her and then at the coffin, then resigned himself to following the sexy ghost to the table next to him and filling out a very long form. By the end of it, he felt like his underwear was exposed.
While the man was filling out the form, Su Yun observed the coffin he brought and found that it was indeed tightly closed, with no opening at all. She casually asked, "How did you get this coffin?"
The man answered subconsciously while doing something with his hands: "I hired Huolala. They were not very happy at first, so I gave them a little more money."
The driver must have been scared to death to transport such an unlucky thing to the suburban funeral home so late at night. Su Yun lit candles for the driver in his heart, and after a moment of silence, he stood up and touched the place where the gap should be on the coffin lid.
The pitch-black coffin felt cold to the touch, not like wood, but like ice.
Su Yun knocked on the coffin lid gently. The crisp sound echoed in the living room. The man filling out the form turned around suddenly and asked, "What are you knocking on?"
"The coffin? You didn't say I can't knock it." Su Yun spread his hands.
The man hesitated to speak, thinking that this might be some special method of investigation. He silently lowered his head and continued to fill out the forms. However, he filled out this damn form one after another, as if it would never end.
Seeing that he had nothing to say, Su Yun continued to examine the coffin.
It is difficult to say what the material of the coffin is, but its shape is simple, just a square box. Generally, this style is used on double-layer coffins. That is to say, the inner layer is an ordinary coffin, and the outer layer is square, which exists to protect the coffin inside.
Or, sometimes when they dug out very good stones, they didn’t want to waste too much and carved them into a rounded shape, so they made them square to make it easier to carve patterns on the surface and make mechanisms.
Every coffin maker has his own aesthetic and craftsmanship, and special cases require special treatment. Just like the urns nowadays, those made of different materials are of course different, and the prices of different styles vary greatly.
Su Yun touched the black coffin but didn't see anything special, so he had to sit back and wait for the man to finish filling out the form.
A little after ten o'clock, the man finally finished writing. He rubbed his hands and sat back next to the coffin, glancing at Su Yun from time to time, hoping that she could really come up with a solution on behalf of the old curator as he said, otherwise he would have to take the coffin to find Su Yiling and Ji Weitong who were traveling.
The purpose of having the people from the funeral home fill out the form is to keep records. After all, funeral homes are special. The bodies sent in and the bodies cremated must be clearly recorded. Once any accident occurs, the police can investigate.
The information about the man and the body in the coffin is the most detailed. This part must be filled out for archiving.
The man's name is Cheng Haixiang. He is from another place. He did not go to college in Bincheng. He came here because a distant relative passed away after graduation and he inherited a legacy. It happened that he had not found a job after graduating from college, so he felt that there were more opportunities in big cities after coming here, so he simply used the money to buy a house after inheriting the legacy.
It is now clearly stated in the table that his residential address is the house he bought, and he also has an inherited house from which he collects rent, so he is basically a free-spirited young man who hangs out in the community, doing self-media and freelance work, and is very familiar with people in the community.
As for the body in the coffin, it was a female, a local girl from Bincheng, one year older than the man, named Lai Shu, with no fixed place of residence, unknown parents, no relatives, only known ID number and mobile phone number. She was currently renting a single suite in Cheng Haixiang's community.
The rest was some common information about schools and certificates. After reading it, Su Yun didn't think it was particularly useful.
In addition to this part of the archived information, there are also several detailed forms used for special orders of the funeral home, which ask for details, such as whether there are any grudges, birth dates, life preferences and habits, etc., all in order to deduce a person's fate and fortune.
After Su Yun briefly read it, she asked Yan Gui to save it. She asked Cheng Haixiang: "I roughly understand your situation. The problem needs to be solved step by step. First of all, where did this coffin come from? Why is Lai Shu in it?"
Cheng Haixiang replied: "I don't know where this coffin came from. Three days ago, I found that Lai Shu did not show up at the agreed time. Our neighborhood is really weird, and people always get into trouble, so we agreed to greet each other at a fixed time and place every day to prove that each other is still alive."
"Then you went to the house she rented and found the coffin?" Su Yun could only think of this possibility.
"No, I went home first. She had been behaving very well and didn't seem like she would get into an accident like other people in the community, so I wasn't that worried at first. But that night, I went to get takeout and brought it home, and suddenly I found her lying on the floor of my house!" Cheng Haixiang said with a look of horror on his face.
According to his description, Bincheng always has an early dinner time, so he was ready to have dinner at five o'clock. In this weather, the sun was about to set at five o'clock, and he felt it was as scary as in a horror movie, but the community did not allow outsiders to come in, so he had to go out to get it.
Because people kept getting into accidents, there were few people walking around the community after five o'clock, and even the children didn't come out to play. When he got home with the takeaway, he saw Lai Shu lying on the open space in the living room with a pale face.
At first Cheng Haixiang thought that he had forgotten to lock the door, and Lai Shu simply turned the doorknob and came in, so he hurried to help her, but when he touched Lai Shu, he found that her whole body was as cold as ice.
The freezing temperature made Cheng Haixiang subconsciously loosen his hand. At this time, he finally saw clearly that Lai Shu was not pale, but a mixture of dead green and white, the color of dead meat put in the freezer of the refrigerator.
At that moment, Cheng Haixiang was so scared that he took two steps back. He wanted to get up and run away, or call the police, but he was so scared that his legs went weak.
Lai Shu didn't know if it was a last breath of life, but she suddenly opened her eyes, which were bloodshot and her breath came out with white smoke, as if she was really in a refrigerator. She finally said six numbers, and when Cheng Haixiang came back to his senses, there was nothing on the ground.
The suite was still quiet, with nothing on the floor. This brand new house seemed like the home that Cheng Haixiang had bought.
When Su Yun heard the string of numbers, he thought it was six digits long and could be used as a clue, so it must be the password: "Is that number the password to Lai Shu's door?"
Cheng Haixiang nodded: "Well, I only remembered the next day that it should be the gate password. She wanted me to go find her. I hesitated for a long time, thinking whether to call the police or go find her. After thinking it over, I was afraid that something I couldn't control would happen and I would be implicated... You know, I'm an outsider, and I haven't yet been eligible to transfer my household registration after buying a house. It's very troublesome."
Cheng Haixiang, who didn't want to argue with the police station, opened the police station's phone number and was ready to call at any time. He went to the house rented by Lai Shu, which was the next building in the community and its structure was very different from the one Cheng Haixiang bought.
After arriving at the place, Cheng Haixiang opened the door according to the number. It was not the first time he came to Lai Shu's house. The house was simply decorated before, as if the landlord had no money to renovate it after buying the house. He just fixed the water and electricity and was anxious to find someone to live in to breathe formaldehyde.
But this time when he entered, what Cheng Haixiang saw was an unfinished house. It was an open-plan one-bedroom square suite. Standing at the door, he had a clear view of the entire interior. Now, there was a huge black coffin placed in the center of it.
Cheng Haixiang knelt down immediately. He subconsciously called the police, but when he dialed the number, a mechanical female voice came out: Sorry, the number you dialed...
The police station's phone number was useless, so Cheng Haixiang quickly called for 110, an emergency number that had no signal restrictions. Just a second before he was about to press the dial button, a cold wind blew, the curtains fluttered, and a piece of paper and a key were blown down.
The note was written by Lai Shu, with just two words "Save me". Cheng Haixiang held the note in his left hand and the phone in his right hand, ready to dial. He considered for a long time and decided to believe Lai Shu. Based on the clues Lai Shu kept providing, he traveled back and forth between three cities in one day without sleep.
It was not until today that I got the last thing, which was the business card, and then I rushed to the funeral home with the coffin.
After listening to this, Su Yun rested his chin on his hand in silence. It took him a long while to find an adjective: "You two are just sitting here... playing a puzzle game? Why don't you watch an ad later to revive her."
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