I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

Lin Ye did not go on a mission the next morning.

It's not a rest.

It means being scolded.

"stop."

The voice of the All Souls Scripture came from the isolation box.

Lin Ye closed his fist.

In the center of the training room, the flexible tube simulating the circulation of spiritual energy had cracked.

The elixir dripped onto the ground.

Wanling remained silent for a few seconds.

"What did I teach you to call yourself?"

"The Flow-Severing Hand".

"What were you doing just now?"

"It's broken."

"You blew the pipes out!"

Lin Ye looked down.

"At least it's stopped flowing."

"..."

The researcher who was taking notes couldn't help but turn his head and cough.

Wanling was so angry that her voice became deep.

"The flow has stopped; what's stopped is the air."

"I'm not telling you to smash everything in sight."

Lin Ye replaced the training tube.

After returning yesterday, Wanling really started teaching.

No more toothpaste was squeezed out.

The principle behind the flow interruption technique is actually not complicated.

Even if the flow of spiritual energy within a cultivator's body is stable, it is impossible for every inch to be completely continuous.

There will be a very short pause when exhaling, changing moves, or when spiritual energy enters the next meridian.

The "flow-cutting hand" is about seizing that one moment.

Send in a stream of spiritual energy in the opposite direction.

Not many are needed.

As long as it's accurate.

The spiritual energy that was flowing smoothly will suddenly become disordered.

That's where the problem lies.

Lin Ye could hear it.

My hands can't keep up.

"Again."

He stared at the hose.

The elixir flowed in circles.

Pump pressure increases.

Changes in flow velocity.

Soon, that very short pause reappeared.

Lin Ye takes action.

This time, I didn't use my fist.

Place two fingers on the side of the hose.

A very thin stream of spiritual energy pierced in.

Snapped.

The hose wasn't broken.

The spiritual liquid that was flowing rapidly inside suddenly stopped.

It paused for about half a second.

It was subsequently restored.

Lin Ye's eyes lit up.

"Did it work?"

"reluctantly."

Wanling still had that same irritating tone.

"If it were a living person, what you just did would at most make him burp."

"first."

"You smashed seven pipes yesterday."

"Those seven times don't count."

Why?

"They've all exploded."

Wanling was momentarily speechless, unsure how to refute him.

Just as Lin Ye was about to continue, his work terminal rang.

Southeast District.

The anomaly level is tentatively set at level two.

location.

funeral parlor.

Lin Ye glanced at it and put down the training tube.

Wanling immediately asked, "What is it?"

"Task."

"What mission?"

Lin Ye wore a coat.

I'll tell you when I get back.

Wanling: "..."

Lin Ye walked to the door, then turned back and added a sentence.

"New rules."

"I remember."

"roll."

Forty minutes later.

Anning Funeral Home, Southeast District.

Two police cars were already parked at the entrance.

As soon as Lin Ye got out of the car, he saw Officer He standing on the steps smoking.

The two people looked at each other.

Officer He sighed first.

"It's you again."

Lin Ye walked further in.

"That doesn't sound very welcome."

"When I see you now, I feel like nothing good is going to happen today."

"Weren't you the ones who called the police?"

"Yes."

Officer He put out his cigarette.

"Let's go."

"This time it's really weird."

"When isn't something strange?"

"This time the corpse is talking."

Lin Ye didn't stop walking.

"What did you say?"

"You're wrong to say that person is wrong."

"What do you mean?"

Officer He led him through the front hall.

The funeral home closed two farewell halls today.

The family members were all asked to go to the rest area next door.

You could hear people arguing from a great distance.

"My mom's inside! Why won't you let me in?"

"Sir, please calm down..."

"That's my dad! What do you mean, 'woman'? How could my dad call someone else 'Mom'!"

Lin Ye turned his head.

"Is this it?"

"Um."

Officer He lowered his voice.

The deceased was named Tang Guofu, and was 68 years old.

"He suffered a heart attack in the early morning and was rushed to the hospital, but resuscitation efforts failed. He was transferred here this morning."

"The mortician was just preparing to handle the body when the person opened their eyes."

"He said one sentence."

Lin Ye paused for a moment.

"What?"

Officer He took out the statement.

"Lin Xiaoyun, don't sign, it's me, Jiajia."

Lin Ye frowned.

Who is Lin Xiaoyun?

Officer He pointed to the side.

In another rest area, a woman around fifty years old was sitting.

My eyes are swollen from crying.

A young man was supporting her.

"The mother of the deceased in the next hall."

"Where is her daughter?"

"Zhou Jia, 28 years old. She was in a car accident last night and died when she was taken to the hospital."

Officer He paused for a moment.

"Deliver it here today too."

Lin Ye looked at the two farewell halls.

"Have you seen both bodies?"

"While you were alive?"

"Um."

"No connection can be found at the moment."

Tang Guofu lives in the south of the city and is a retired worker.

Zhou Jia works in the new district.

"The family members don't even know each other."

Lin Ye continued walking in.

Who heard him say, "I am Jiajia"?

"Emperor".

"There's another staff member."

"What about the surveillance footage?"

"have."

The surveillance footage has been retrieved.

The picture is very clear.

Tang Guofu's body lay on the treatment table.

The mortician had just put his tools away.

The corpse's eyes suddenly opened.

He did not sit up.

It didn't move around like a zombie.

His lips moved stiffly a few times.

"Lin Xiaoyun..."

"Don't sign..."

"I am Jiajia."

Done.

His eyes closed again.

The whole process took less than ten seconds.

The two staff members in the processing room disappeared without a trace.

Lin Ye stared at the screen.

"What should I sign?"

Officer He said, "Zhou Jia was just about to sign the cremation confirmation form this morning."

"Her mother changed her mind at the last minute, saying she wanted to see her daughter one more time."

"That's why it's been delayed until now."

That's too coincidental.

Lin Ye asked, "When were Tang Guofu and Zhou Jia brought in?"

"The difference was more than twenty minutes."

"Have you stayed in the same place before?"

"Transportation channel, cold storage area."

"Anything else?"

"The bodies were registered on the first floor after they were brought to the museum."

Lin Ye nodded.

"Let's look at the body first."

The processing room where Tang Guofu was located has been emptied.

Lin Ye put on gloves before going in.

The body lay there quietly.

His face was ashen.

He is indeed dead.

He is not breathing.

There was no heartbeat.

The muscles have also begun to stiffen.

Lin Ye stood to the side.

Lingting opened.

At first, there was nothing.

A few seconds later.

A very soft sound emerged from the corpse.

"mom……"

Lin Ye's expression changed.

"mom……"

It's a woman.

very young.

The sound was intermittent.

Filled with deep fear.

"Don't burn it..."

"I'm still here..."

Lin Ye didn't make a sound.

The voice seemed unable to hear him either.

It's just a repetition of the last obsession before death.

Officer He stood by the door.

Seeing him staring at the corpse, I couldn't help but ask:

"Is there something?"

Lin Ye nodded.

"have."

"Tang Guofu?"

"A woman."

Officer He's expression froze instantly.

"Is it really the one next door?"

"It's not certain yet."

Lin Ye withdrew his spiritual hearing.

He can now distinguish between men and women, strong and weak, and different states of being.

But he doesn't have the ability to recognize a specific soul through a corpse.

Unless something else can match it.

"Take me to see Zhou Jia."

The adjacent cold storage room.

Zhou Jia's body was well preserved.

The main injuries from the car accident were to the chest and abdomen, with only a minor, already treated, wound on the face.

Lin Xiaoyun stood outside the glass.

Seeing the staff push open the door, I immediately wanted to follow them inside.

Officer He stopped them.

"Wait a little longer."

"I'll just take a look."

"Aunt."

Lin Ye stopped.

"Is the 'Jiajia' that Tang Guofu mentioned only called by your family members?"

The woman froze for a moment.

Tears welled up again.

"That's what she called when she was little."

"When I grew up, I called him that too."

"What about the others?"

Her colleagues all call her Zhou Jia.

Her boyfriend's name is Xiaojia.

Lin Ye nodded.

"There's one more thing."

She said not to sign.

Lin Xiaoyun's lips trembled.

"This morning...they had me sign a cremation confirmation."

"When I picked up the pen, I suddenly didn't want to sign."

"I always feel..."

She wiped away her tears.

"I always feel like the child is still here."

Lin Ye didn't ask any more questions.

He went into the cold storage room.

We walked up to Zhou Jia's body.

Lingting opened.

Quiet.

It's too quiet.

The other two bodies that were brought in that day could be heard to some extent.

It's very light.

It sounds like someone is talking in their sleep in the distance.

Zhou Jia had nothing there.

empty.

Lin Ye reached out and pressed the cold metal edge of the bed.

Listen again.

still none.

If the female voice inside Tang Guofu's body really is Zhou Jia.

That would be troublesome.

A woman who had just died had her soul enter another person's corpse.

And what about Tang Guofu himself?

Lin Ye turned around.

"After Tang Guofu was brought in, which rooms did he visit?"

The staff took out a registration form.

"Reception Area".

"Refrigerated area".

"The purification room."

"It was sent to the processing room again before being prepared for encoffining."

Where is Zhou Jia?

The staff looked down.

His expression changed slightly.

"Basically the same."

"Which place did the two of them go in alone?"

"The purification room."

Lin Ye looked up.

"take me."

The purification room is at the very end of the corridor.

The door was pushed open.

It's very ordinary inside.

Stainless steel platform.

Drain outlet.

Cleaning tools.

There are still a few old cabinets in the corner that haven't been moved yet.

Lin Ye had just taken a step inside.

Suddenly, I heard a buzzing sound in my ear.

Extremely low.

It is inaudible to the average ear.

But it made the spiritual hearing in his mind tremble suddenly.

outside the hallway.

The voices of the lingering souls in the several cold storage rooms stopped for a moment at the same time.

Lin Ye suddenly turned his head.

Officer He was startled by him.

"What's wrong now?"

Lin Ye did not answer.

That wasn't a human voice.

It's not a spirit artifact.

It was more like something had directly struck his soul.

hum.

the second time.

It's very light.

The direction is behind the wall.

Lin Ye stared at the row of old cabinets at the very back of the washroom.

"Seal this layer first."

Officer He's expression changed.

"What did you find?"

Lin Ye walked slowly forward.

"Something is shaking my soul."