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Chapter 006: There Are Ghosts


I couldn't help but gasp.

I subconsciously touched the light switch with my hand.

When the switch was turned on, I found that it was just a mirror in front of me.

Grandma, I was scared to death.

I really scared myself.

I would see myself in the mirror panting heavily, looking a bit embarrassed, and there were dense beads of sweat on my forehead.

But just at this time, I heard some noise, like someone singing, and the sound came from outside the window.

It's not very loud either.

But there is, and the sound seems a bit eerie.

I thought this was the singing voice that Gao Ling said, but I didn’t think much about it and quickly closed my eyes.

Then I had a dream.

In the dream, I heard Xiao Fei calling me again.

This time, There was also a hand touching my cheek.

The rough hand made me fall into a panic. , the key thing is, I wanted to break free, but found that I couldn't break free at all.

Slowly, his hands touched my neck from my face, and then I felt a slight chill, as if my heart was paralyzed, and there was a kind of suffocation.

The feeling came from my heart, and the next second, I woke up with a fright.

When I opened my eyes, it was almost daybreak.

I broke out in a cold sweat.

I first looked at the urn.

After the urn was fine, I was relieved.

I don’t know how Old Man Wang is handling it now.

And thinking about the dream last night makes me feel uncomfortable.

I was lost for a while and called Old Man Wang, but the call didn't get through.

I hung up the phone and looked at the time.

It was almost eight o'clock.

After leaving the room, he found no one in the living room.

Gao Ling probably hadn't gotten up yet.

After I brushed my teeth and washed my face, I was ready to go out for breakfast.

When I was about to go out, I was stunned for a while, then turned back and took the urn with me.

When I went downstairs, I sent Mr.

Wang a text message.

The content of the text message was to ask how things were going over there.

After sending text messages and eating breakfast.

I saw a group of people gathered together to watch the fun, so I walked over and found a mourning hall downstairs, with mourning and music playing inside.

I thought it must be a dead person.

But someone soon said that the body had been parked here for three days, and the family members had only come to deal with it now.

And he died miserably.

When he fell, his head was broken and blood flowed all over the floor.

What on earth could this young girl be so confused about?

I didn't understand what this meant for a while, so I asked the uncle.

The uncle quickly said that this body has been parked here for three days.

It was a young girl who jumped to death from the sixth unit.

She died three years ago.

The Tian family came to claim it.

Before that, the mourning shed was built by the landlord.

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The girl who has been dead for three days still has six units Isn't Unit 6 the building I live in?

I asked in detail which floor Unit 6 was on, and the fifth floor.

After hearing this, I was confused.

Unit 6 is on the fifth floor.

Isn’t that the one above me?

That night Gao Ling also said that he heard someone singing.

Damn it, he must have heard a ghost singing.

One man and one woman.

What about the man?

Who is it?

If Gao Ling alone said that he heard singing, I would still think that Gao Ling was hallucinating, but the scary thing is that I also heard singing last night.

Is there really a ghost upstairs above me?

And the voice last night was really eerie I couldn't help but take a breath as I thought about it, but didn't Gao Ling know that someone was dead upstairs?

If he knew that someone was dead upstairs, he probably wouldn't be so calm about saying there was a noise upstairs.

But this guy's living habits are reversed day and night.

Could it be that he really doesn't know that someone is dead upstairs?

When I thought about it, I thought it was possible.

Gao Ling didn't look like a nosy person, and the body had just been processed today.

It's normal for this guy not to know, but why would this guy say he heard singing upstairs at night?

And he said it would ring on time.

I went upstairs with doubts in my mind.

I opened the door and went in.

Gao Ling also got up at this time, but he was sitting on the sofa as if he hadn't woken up.

Gao Ling said to me: "It was really noisy last night, damn, I kept singing until five o'clock."

After I heard this, an inexplicable chill ran down my spine.

I looked at Gao Ling suspiciously.

After a pause, I asked, "Don't you know that the tenant above you is dead?"

" When I asked this question, Gao Ling's expression changed, and then he said: "Brother Xiaofei, it is not a good habit to curse others to death."

I smiled for a moment, and it seemed that my guess was right.

This guy really didn't know that the tenant upstairs had jumped to his death.

I had no choice but to explain to Gao Ling, saying that the tenants upstairs were definitely dead, and there was still a mourning hall downstairs, which could be seen from here.

But this guy looked lazy.

He didn't have time to put on his slippers, so he lazily walked over barefoot, muttering: "I was singing last night."

In fact, counting the time, this girl should have been dead for four days.

What does a four-day corpse look like?

Although I haven’t stayed in the funeral home for long, I know that a four-day corpse must be smelly and extremely stiff.

Gao Ling glanced down, was stunned for a few seconds, and then said: "Fuck, he's really dead."

I said, is this even fake?

He is a dead person.

Gao Ling is also a lunatic.

He doesn’t even know that someone is dead upstairs.

Gao Ling muttered something, but I didn't hear it clearly.

But Gaoling's family is all doing this, so this guy didn't show any panic at this time, but said, could it be that all I hear these days are the voices of ghosts?

I answered and said, "It's very possible."

But after saying this, I felt a little uneasy.

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There was a ghost here.

Gao Ling said: "Then something is wrong.

Why can I keep hearing this singing voice?

Have you heard it?"

I said, "I seemed to have heard a little bit last night."

Gao Ling's expression changed and he said, "You really heard it."

I hummed, and held the urn more tightly in my hands.

Gao Ling said, "Let's go down and take a look at the body."

I'm a little unhappy.

The death of someone upstairs has nothing to do with me, and it must be very troublesome if I get into unnecessary trouble.

But Gao Ling said, "Don't be so stubborn.

Aren't you also in this field?

Being exposed to some corpses will definitely help your professional skills."

As he said that, Gao Ling started to pull me, and his eyes lit up a little at this time.

I had no idea and was afraid that he would touch my urn, so I agreed to go down and take a look.

When we got downstairs, Gao Ling came forward.

There was a middle-aged woman who looked very sad in the coffin.

If I guessed correctly, it should be the mother of the deceased.

The deceased's body was placed on the wooden board without a coffin.

Gao Ling walked over and said that he was from the funeral parlor and he was a professional.

After some deception, he moved closer to the body.

I also went up to take a look, but after looking at the corpse, it was as the uncles and aunts who were watching said.

The deceased died in a miserable state and had not been repaired.

After reading it, I couldn't help but gasp, but When I took a closer look, I felt a numbness in my scalp, and it was a numb feeling from my scalp to my feet, because the deceased seemed to be blind.

But I suppressed a trace of fear and did not speak out at the time.

After Gao Ling took a look, he was ready to leave.

But I was stopped by the girl's mother and asked if her daughter's body could be buried.

I was about to speak, but Gao Ling agreed first.

He was also very proficient in his business.

After a few simple words with the girl's mother, he sealed the deal.

The girl's mother didn't want to make a fuss and just wanted to simply cremate the girl's body.

Gao Ling was given a deposit on the spot.

Gao Ling took the money and said, he will definitely get things done.

Gao Ling turned around and gave me half of the money, saying that this business was profitable and we each had half.

I looked at Gao Ling, I was a little worried.

This business is not that easy to do.

First of all, Gao Ling could hear the girl singing in the middle of the night, which means that the girl must have grievances, otherwise the soul will definitely go to the underworld after death. .

The most important thing is that the girl is blind and was born without pupils.

People who are born without pupils are definitely not easy to fool, because such people are born with a lack of yang energy.

If it is moved and not fixed properly, our own lives may be involved.

I am considered a professional in this area, and you can tell at a glance, so I said to Gao Ling: "I don't want this money, and I don't know how to do this.

I will just stay here for a few days."

After I finished speaking, I gave the money to Gao Ling and walked forward.

Gao Ling caught up with me from behind and said with a smile: "You don't even make money even if you have money, why do you think you go to work at a funeral home?"

Of course, I want to make money, but some money can be made and some money can't be made.

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I ignored this guy.

I suddenly felt that this guy was like a dangerous person, giving me an extremely uneasy feeling.

His words and actions gave me a dangerous feeling.

I feel like I can't stay here anymore.

But there was no reply to the text message I sent to Mr.

Wang, so I had to call Mr.

Wang myself.

This time the call was answered quickly.

I said "feed" and then called Director Wang.

There was silence for a long time, and finally someone spoke.

But when I heard this voice, I felt stupid at the time.

I only heard him say in a sinister tone: "I am not Director Wang":