"Look!" Hao Feng pointed at one of the pages and said, "These are these sentences."

Looking in the direction of his finger, a few lines of words came into Gu Chuan's eyes.

Human souls gather together, in the name of holding a lamp, to lead the dead on their way home. When you hear the whispers of the old friends by the Naihe Bridge, don't look back. To the place of death, forget your past, don't look back, don't look back. It's bliss, and the dead will live forever.

After Gu Chuan finished reciting silently, he suddenly frowned and vaguely noticed something was wrong.

The originally empty square was inexplicably noisy, and large swaths of strange gray mist emerged from the ground.

They floated in mid-air, gradually spreading to the surroundings, and countless shadows appeared in the mist.

They were walking, running, or jumping, and they were very blurry, appearing gray.

It's just that Gu Chuan's attention is not here at all at the moment.

"Is it a coincidence?"

The words Hao Feng pointed at were something he had read in a book.

At the beginning, both books were used by my father as a stepping stone.

A Book of Thirteen Evil Ghosts

The other is a handwritten handwritten book, the paper is yellowed and the words are almost erased by time.

The annotation symbols are also obscure and difficult to understand.

But Gu Chuan still remembered the notebook - "The Lamp Holder of Styx".

His expression was unpredictable, and it was impossible to describe it as surprise.

A flash of red light woke him up. It turned out to be a pendant, and the faint light from its snake tail dazzled his eyes.

Noticing the abnormality of the pendant, he raised his head and looked around, realizing that there were more and more of these things, and they were gradually gathering towards them.

Gu Chuan turned his attention to Hao Feng, "Let's go back to the city first. It's not suitable to stay here for a long time."

Hao Feng looked confused.

Seeing his confused look, Gu Chuan ignored him.

It would take a lot of words to explain to him. Did he go out this morning without reading the almanac or something? When he saw that idiot still standing there stupidly, he felt angry and said, "What the hell, are you rushing to reincarnate? You want to die?"

Why drag me along?"

Only he knows that these gray figures are all transformed from the recently deceased and have no human form. If they are still alive after seven days, they will become resentful and become resentful spirits.

He sees it often.

Those countless shouts, scolds, cries, and angry voices were like demonic sounds. Every time he heard them, he felt his heart tremble, let alone the crowds gathered here. This was the first time he had encountered such a situation.

The best thing to do is not to provoke them as much as possible.

"It's not me who wants to be reincarnated, it's them." Hao Feng was told this inexplicably, and he couldn't help but mutter.

Gu Chuan stopped and said in disbelief, "What did you say?"

Seeing him wave his hand, "Nothing."

"Do you really think I'm deaf? I clearly heard you say that they are rushing to reincarnate? Can you see that?"

"Can't see...wait a minute." Hao Feng was about to deny it, but his mind came to his senses and he looked at Gu Chuan in confusion. "You - can you also see it?"

The two looked at each other.

Gu Chuan glanced around and said impatiently, "Forget it, let's talk somewhere else."

It's better to leave here first.

It wasn't until he got home and entered the door that he finally let go of the worry in his heart.

Ever since Hao Feng entered the house, his curiosity has never stopped.

After all, it was his first time at someone else's house, and he didn't know where to restrain himself. Gu Chuan had to keep an eye on him to prevent him from touching him everywhere.

As for the book, this man put it on the coffee table as soon as he entered the door, completely forgetting the purpose of coming to see him.

"Brother, is this your home?" Hao Feng sounded extremely excited, his eyes looking around the room, looking here and there.

I thought that this home would be filled with many strange and weird gadgets, but now I saw that it was no different from ordinary people, and it was also messy.

After Hao Feng looked at it, he began to murmur in a low voice. His eyes met Gu Chuan's. Knowing that he was speaking without restraint, he felt guilty and quickly turned his gaze elsewhere.

A trace of displeasure appeared on Gu Chuan's face. If he were asked to go to his aunt's house, he could guarantee that this guy's curiosity would be exhausted.

Besides, when I brought him back, I just wanted to avoid those things, as for the eyes.

Gu Chuan asked casually.

Hao Feng pointed at his eyes with a smile, "My grandma used to be a goddess. She raised me since I was a child. She said that my eyes are the eyes of the sky and can see Yin and Yang."

It turned out to be the Heavenly Eye. Gu Chuan raised the corner of his mouth and asked, "Then what do those things you saw look like?"

Hao Feng didn't notice the intention behind his words, and said confidently: "Of course it's what they looked like when they were alive."

Gu Chuan groaned and fell into thought.

Seeing that Gu Chuan was silent for a long time, Hao Feng asked: "Brother, aren't you?"

Hear this.

Gu Chuan raised his head suddenly, with a cold light in his eyes, and approached him mysteriously, "I can see the other side."

This secret has been hidden in his heart for a long time.

He has consulted countless books and searched for fortune tellers, witches and sorcerers, large and small.

But he didn't get the answer he wanted until the end, so he chose to hide the secret and never planned to tell others.

Hao Feng was the first person Gu Chuan was willing to talk to him, and he only mentioned it, and he wouldn't talk about the rest.

As if frightened by Gu Chuan's sudden expression, Hao Feng stood up suddenly and said, "Oh, yes, I remembered that there is something else at home."

He clenched his hands nervously, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Then you go back." Seeing his appearance, Gu Chuan frowned and then sat on the sofa.

He rubbed his temples with his hands and stared at Hao Feng. When he finished speaking, his head suddenly felt as if he was being pricked by needles.

Once he heard that he was leaving, he didn't intend to stop him.

"Okay, brother, let's make an appointment to meet and chat tomorrow." Hao Feng smiled and raised his phone.

As he was about to go out, Hao Feng's eyes glanced at the living room and the yellow cloth cover.

His eyes paused for a moment in confusion, and then he turned to Gu Chuan with an ugly face, a hint of horror in his eyes.

A human face suddenly appeared in his eyes. It was close to Gu Chuan's face. It had no face and was like a black hole.

When he walked down to the gate of the community, Hao Feng looked back timidly.

It was that face that scared him so much that he didn't dare to stay.

"Brother, is there something in this house? How could you see such evil things?"

Although Hao Feng was afraid, he didn't think too much about it. After all, he felt that Gu Chuan was an expert and he should not interfere with these matters.

In the living room, seeing the guy running away in a hurry, even forgetting to take the book, Gu Chuan chuckled.

I don’t know what that guy is afraid of. The stool hasn’t been heated yet.

Could it be that he was scared away by his own words?

Gu Chuan shook his head helplessly, his headache obviously getting better.

He glanced around the room a few times in a bored manner, then suddenly stood up and fixed his eyes on the yellow cloth.

"Dad, what is the reason for your obsession?"

Gu Chuan sighed and walked towards Huang Bu.

As soon as the cloth was lifted, the bronze statue underneath was revealed. He picked up the photo frame with his right hand.

The so-called other side is just being able to see through the obsession of the deceased through his eyes.

He bowed his body and stared at the snake head of the statue.

When a person turns into a ghost, obsession takes precedence. When he sees the ghosts of the dead, the first thing that catches his eyes is not the tragic scene after death, but the murmurs in their mouths.

He was too familiar with the sounds of unwillingness, anger, desire, and greed. They kept repeating themselves, and he could even change the scene with obsession in his dreams.

His own sins were infinitely magnified and displayed before his eyes. It was an obsession that could corrode the mind.

Gu Chuan called it "the whisper of the dead".

He straightened up, put down the picture frame, and took out the pendant around his neck.

I was lost in thought for a while, and I noticed that the pendant was abnormal more than once.

And every time he seemed to encounter something terrifying, he didn't know for a moment whether it was a sign of the unforeseen or whether it was caused by himself.

He was afraid of the latter.

"Dad shouldn't harm me."
To be continued...