Starting with taking in female college students

As darkness fell, it seemed as if in a blink of an eye, dusk had turned into night.

Especially after leaving the city, the surrounding lights became fewer and fewer, and it was as if everything in front of you was swallowed up in an endless darkness.

In this atmosphere, many things seemed to become eerie. Even though the streetlights on both sides of the road were still bright, they seemed to shine very little, giving one the feeling that something might pounce out of the darkness at any moment.

Especially when he learned that the destination was a cemetery, Zhang Jun couldn't help but let the thought flood his mind.

He didn't quite understand why a lunatic would go to sweep the grave late at night. Then, while waiting at a traffic light, he turned around and saw a corner of a yellow paper peeking out of a bag in Ni Youlin's arms, and he felt a chill run down his spine.

He glanced at Chen Rang with a hint of resentment, then took a moment to switch the music to Korean electronic pop. This stuff was fast-paced and energetic; some tracks even resembled a chaotic dance of demons, and to some extent, it could ward off evil spirits.

Chen Rang's head was throbbing from listening to it, and he felt it wasn't appropriate to hear this while visiting a grave. However, he could understand Zhang Jun's predicament, so he simply turned the volume down a bit, at least making it less noisy.

Ni Youlin seemed completely oblivious to all of this.

In this strange atmosphere, the car arrived at the place where she used to live, Yanling Village in Baili Town.

Following Chen Rang's instructions and with Ni Youlin's directions, the car did not drive into the village, but instead entered through a small road next to the village. It drove around the village's perimeter for several dozen meters before stopping behind a building that resembled both an auditorium and a village committee office.

There are no streetlights here, and across the path is a field of farmland.

Because the window had been open, Chen Rang could clearly smell a burning smell, mixed with a faint gunpowder smell that was probably from firecrackers.

He glanced back at Ni Youlin and felt that the people in this village were not as bad as she had described.

They not only helped bury her grandfather, but also provided all the proper rites, such as burning paper money and setting off firecrackers. Apart from not having Ni Youlin herself appear, they were quite kind and helpful fellow villagers.

However, they stubbornly refused to allow the deceased's relatives to add soil and pay their respects, which seemed a bit excessive.

"Go down first."

Chen shook his head, giving up on thinking about it, and got out of the car first, standing by the roadside to observe left and right.

From here, you can vaguely see several graves behind the house. Under the dim yellow light of the Corolla's headlights, they stand there quietly, their surfaces varying in color, looking somewhat frightening.

At least Zhang Jun didn't dare get out of the car after seeing it once. He watched speechlessly as Chen Rang took a black bag from Ni Youlin and the two of them walked quietly towards the grave.

"hiss……"

With a shiver, Zhang Jun quickly closed all four windows, turned on the roof light, and blasted the music.

"Chen Rang is really going all out to win over this girl!"

He watched the two figures slowly approach a grave in the middle with a sigh; the girl quickly knelt down in front of the grave, as if sinking into darkness, and Chen Rang blocked her view with his body.

The two men slowly began taking things out of the bag; Chen Rang was mainly doing the work, while the girl seemed to be crying the whole time. Soon a fire started, and the two men began putting paper money into the flames…

"hiss……"

Zhang Jun's lips twitched slightly, suspecting that these two people were actually summoning ghosts here.

But he dared not utter a sound or leave them behind. He could only shift his attention and quickly take out his phone to scroll through short videos, focusing all his attention on this side.

'Shh~'

A cold wind swept in from outside, carrying fallen leaves past the car door and then catching a fluttering piece of yellow paper.

Zhang Jun swore that he would never raise his head, even if it meant being beaten to death.

But just then, a dark figure appeared in front of the car. The figure glanced at the firelight on the grave, then at the car and the noise coming from inside, and silently leaped onto the hood like a falling leaf, slowly making its way to the windshield.

Zhang Jun knew nothing about it.

Under the lamplight, the shadow reflected a pair of round eyes that seemed to emit a ghostly glow. It stared silently at Zhang Jun inside the car, motionless like a statue, casting a circular shadow over the steering wheel in front of Zhang Jun only through the moonlight.

As the moonlight was obscured and then reappeared by the clouds, the shadows sometimes faded and sometimes became clear, creating distinct changes on the steering wheel.

This quickly caught Zhang Jun's attention.

He kept his head down, not daring to look up, but couldn't help tremble.

He didn't think anyone could "float" to the windshield and stare at her, but the shadow on the steering wheel was clearly the outline of a head. The shadow was even swaying slightly from side to side, indicating it wasn't some random reflection; it...it was alive!

Zhang Jun grew increasingly frightened, his body trembling. He struggled to lift his head and immediately saw a large, round head with long, black hair pressed against the driver's side window, its bright eyes less than a foot away from his.

"what!"

Violent screams echoed through the carriage, and the roof even made a loud thud as it was hit, causing the carriage to shake.

"What's going on?"

Chen Rang turned around in surprise upon hearing the noise.

However, he didn't see anything unusual next to the car. Instead, a black figure was standing silently about ten meters away from the Corolla's taillights.

Holy crap!

Chen Rang was startled, as if he had seen a ghost.

He didn't understand why someone was coming but he didn't make a sound. It wasn't until he saw through the taillights that he realized it was a short, elderly woman wearing dark clothes that he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Second Madam?"

Ni Youlin turned around and quickly recognized the person.

But after her name was called out, she couldn't help but turn pale, and she clenched the yellow paper in her hand tightly.

She knew perfectly well that this grandmother was one of the people in the village who hated her and her mother the most. Ever since she became aware of things, whenever she returned to the village and saw this second grandmother from afar, she would always hear her cold glares, sarcasm, and deliberate veiled insults.

When I was little, I didn't understand and just thought I had done something wrong. When I went home and asked my grandfather, he just sighed and didn't explain.

It wasn't until I grew up that I realized that it was my mother and my own existence that tarnished the village's reputation; it also caused the villagers to be ridiculed and despised by neighboring villages, and even daughters from good families were unwilling to marry into the village.

Ni Youlin understood the villagers' resentment. So she never argued with them, but silently endured their malice.

She never expected that she would be forbidden from visiting her grandfather's grave.

I just thought... I was afraid she would defile our ancestors in the afterlife?

Ni Youlin pursed her lips.

At this moment, the second grandmother finally began to walk slowly towards them.

She was expressionless, her eyes were cold, and she exuded an aura of indifference. She didn't look at Chen Rang; her eyes were fixed on Ni Youlin, glancing at her clothes illuminated by the firelight behind her and the small stack of papers clutched in her hand.

"Second Grandma..."

As the old man approached, Ni Youlin greeted him again. She didn't dare to look up, and wished she could cover her ears to avoid hearing anything unacceptable.

"Hello!"

On the contrary, Chen Rang greeted the old woman generously, and glanced at the cat that was chasing after her from behind. The cat looked to be pure black and had a shiny body.

Where did this cat come from?

There was no cat with that old man before!

Chen Rang was a little puzzled.

"Now that you're back, why don't you go home first? Why don't you offer incense and kowtow to Old Song's memorial tablet before coming straight to his grave? Do you think you're an outsider, or a homeless ghost?"

The old man spoke softly, his voice slightly hoarse, his tone full of reproach.

But after hearing what she said, Chen Rang raised an eyebrow in surprise, and even Ni Youlin looked up in astonishment.

This situation was a little different from what she had imagined.

But after the old woman finished speaking, she didn't intend to explain, nor did she feel there was anything to explain. She simply looked at the contents of the bag on the ground by the firelight, then glanced at the mourning band on Ni Youlin's arm, a hint of satisfaction in her eyes.

Even so, she coldly added, "According to our custom, granddaughters don't need to wear mourning clothes. And they have to come with their parents to the funeral. What kind of person sneaks in like this? Are their parents dead?"

"..."

Ni Youlin's face turned pale again.

She knew perfectly well that her cold-hearted biological father would never attend her grandfather's funeral.

and so……