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Woodlands has been on the ambulance with the man.

The ambulance slowly left the funeral home.

The people around the discussion, as well as the sound of cars that are far away, make the anger of Wang Mingli's heart more and more lively. Her anger has been passed on to my mind. Such a strong consciousness, even if I am not connected with her thoughts, I can see the faint light that came out of her at the moment.

"It seems to be strong," the man said.

"It's the pledge, the signature...the former Sun sister, and Tang Zhuoxi...all of them, she is her..." Wang Mingli gritted her teeth. "How can she do this... How can I..."

I saw that the yin of Wang Mingli is changing.

The man leaned his eyes and squinted. "Talk about what is going on. I am a bit curious."

Wang Mingli turned his head. "Who are you? Are you... ghost?"

"I am also a ghost." The man emphasized the word "also".

Wang Mingli's face suddenly changed, more embarrassing than just now, and there is still a kind of grief.

She was like a punctuated balloon, suddenly suffocating, and some painful talk about what she had experienced.

"...I am the third, and there are three people...they...too much, too much..." Wang Mingli’s eyes overflowed with tears.

"Oh. This way, she doesn't necessarily know." The man put his hands in his pockets, his shoulders groaning, his head turned, as if looking for a place to lean back.

"She, don't know?" Wang Mingli looked up at the man.

"There is this possibility." The man said indifferently. "This kind of game, is there a lot of people playing? It’s not taken seriously when you play. There are people who worship the temple and worship, no matter what Bodhisattva is enshrined in it."

The man is still not a satirical tone, just to state the facts.

Wang Mingli does not say anything.

For a long while, Wang Mingli asked: "What is your name?"

"I don't know." The man shook his head. "I have been dead for too long. These things have been forgotten. Um... you told me that October is good. I died in October."

Wang Mingli looked at the man in confusion.

"That, is the person you want to send off?" The man turned his head and looked at a group of people who came far away.

I followed the past and saw the photo of Tang Zhuoxi.

Wang Mingli cried.

I don't know if I am crying myself, or I am crying Tang Zhuoxi, or I am crying all of them.

The team passed by me and should go to the nearby cemetery to directly bury Tang Zhuoxi’s ashes.

Among the teams, Wang Mingli and Gao Lan were mentioned. The atmosphere of sadness and sorrow seems to have been dyed with a layer of fear and color.

Wang Mingli followed the team.

Surprisingly, that October also followed.

None of them spoke.

Into the cemetery, saw a row of neat tombstones, the feeling of death is getting stronger.

Wang Mingli shed tears in disappointment, and her suffocating resentment seems to flow out of her body.

The two did not get together in front of Tang Zhuo's tombstone, just standing on the relatively spacious road and looking at the situation there.In October, he suddenly said: "If you have a life, you will die. Look at the opening point and go to the tires early."

Wang Mingli whispered: "Reincarnation? Why didn't you go to reincarnation?"

I also looked at October.

He is somewhat like the souls I have seen, and it is a little different. He is indeed a yin, a ghost, not a lost soul.

I thought about it in October and shook my head. "I don't know. Most people will die when they die. Some people who leave here are going to complete their wishes. I have forgotten how I died." Forgot if I have any last wishes."

This sounds even more strange in October.

The obsession of ghosts is the only thing that can't fade naturally. That is their willingness to stay in the world. Even if you lose yourself, you can't forget your last wish.

I guess this October may be the soul of the world. He has been in the funeral home for too long, and he has been infected with the yin here, not a real ghost.

I looked carefully in October and didn't see anything special.

Tang Zhuoxi’s funeral has been a long time. The coffin should be buried in the grave and sealed. The words on the tombstone seem to be re-rendered and colored. Then, the relatives of Tang Zhuoxi worshiped one by one.

I saw a middle-aged woman in the crowd. She should be the mother of Tang Zhuoxi. When she said goodbye to her body, she cried the most sadly. Now, she cried almost to the past.

The people around me were comforted.

The white-haired person sends a brunette. Tang Zhuoxi may still be her only daughter. This kind of blow is even bigger.

In the heart of Wang Mingli, there was a sad mood.

"My mother... If my mother knows..." Wang Mingli said with a trembling voice.

No one answered.

Surrounded by indifferent, sad people, they worship their relatives and friends, no one will see Wang Mingli.

Did not go to comfort Wang Mingli in October.

"October little brother, this is a newcomer."

Behind him, there was a sound.

I turned my head and saw the illusory figure sitting on a tombstone.

It was a gray-haired old man, not so old. There was always a look of sixty or seventy years old, and the spirit was very good.

I looked back in October and said, "Yeah."

One sound.

Wang Mingli did not care about this, and he cried.

I looked around in a horror and saw many imaginary shadows on many tombstones.

They all have yin, but they are not so complete.

One person opened his mouth and others opened their mouths.

They didn't seem to move, they were fixed on the tombstone, and the voice was clearly passed to my ears.

"Poor. How did you die?"

"If you die, you will die. Don't ask."

"I just mentioned my mother. Little girl, where is your mother?"

"Oh, you old things, ask what to do?"

I discovered at this time that most of these souls are concentrated in this cemetery. There are not so many souls in farther places and other plots.

I have some thoughts in my heart.

"Life and death, little girl, you don't think so much, go to the tires early.""You are very good. Why don't you go by yourself?"

"I haven't seen my grandmother yet, how can I feel at ease?"

"Have your grandson not been to the grave for several years?"

"I can feel it, then it will be fine."

The soul is mostly the old man, and the mentality seems to be peaceful. The yin in them does not have the smell of evil spirits.

"But ah, little girl, it seems that you are dead, something is wrong. Are you killed?"

"Do you know who it is?"

"You guys, what are you doing this? Death is dead."

They themselves quarreled again.

I seem to be in the office of the neighborhood committee, listening to the old ladies and old ladies who are chatting.

In October, I looked at Wang Mingli.

"What do you want to do now?"

Wang Mingli has stopped crying.

"I want to... go home and go to the hospital to see." Wang Mingli said.

As her voice fell, I felt that the surrounding scenes had changed.

This is not a jump in dream time, but her position has changed with Wang Mingli.

She stood in the morgue and stood on the edge of her body.

Through the glass window on the morgue door, I saw a man and a woman sitting in the corridor.

Wang Mingli was staring at her body in a daze. After a while, she also found someone waiting outside.

Lan Lan lowered her head and sat still.

The man I saw before sat on her side, leaning her head and silently accompanying her.

This scene is not very sweet. But I don't know if it's because of the curse of the two people, their gas field looks very similar.

Wang Mingli floated outside the door, and the body passed directly through the door and stood beside the Woodlands.

"It's him..." Wang Mingli whispered.

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