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Wan Teng Linshu is sick.

He himself knows this.

【Happy Cemetery, here we come】

【Passengers going to the cemetery, please get off】

Wan Teng Lin Mu stepped down from the old bus, raised his hand to make sure the hood was on, the night in the suburbs was very cold.

There was a single license plate standing alone at the station, and apart from that, there was only a single trash can left.

As soon as Wan Teng lost the wood, he picked up the large-denomination red ticket from the car and threw it directly into the trash can.

No nostalgia.

"Shh-"

As the red notes floated into the trash can, a gust of night wind blew by, and the red banknotes were so fragile that they were directly blown into black powder by the wind.

It fell into the trash can with a rustle, and some even swayed in the wind, floating in the endless night.

Wan Teng Lin Mu didn't look much, took out the envelope, and double-checked the address.

"It's here."

——Happy Ranch, No. 444, XX Road

The address on the envelope was clearly written.

Wanqi Linmu's uncle also thoughtfully marked the driving route for his nephew.

Take the No. 444 bus, walk [-] kilometers after getting off the bus, there is no direct bus, I want to find a shared bicycle, because the place is too desolate, and there is no bicycle in sight.

Wan Teng Lin Mu looked around and had no choice but to walk forward...

If Lin Mu is sick, he is indeed sick.

Congenital anosophobia, his uncle took him to see many doctors and went to many hospitals, but all the doctors were helpless.

It is incurable.

Fortunately, it is not as scary as cancer.

But these days, cancer can be cured, but Wan Teng Lin Mu's disease can never be cured. To some extent, it is more terrifying than cancer...

Wanqi Linmu has no sense of fear by nature, perhaps because of hormonal disorders, or perhaps because of brain insufficiency, in short, doctors have different opinions.

It made Wan Teng Lin Mu...look like a freak.

Unfortunately, Wan Teng Lin Mu's eyes are also sick.

His eyes can see things that ordinary people cannot see...

Just like what happened on the 444 bus, no one can see the old lady with a bloody face, but Wan Teng Lin Mu can. Fortunately, Wan Teng Lin Mu has no sense of fear by nature. Seeing an old lady with a bloody face is nothing like seeing an ordinary old lady Too many differences.

Wan Teng Lin Mu's eyes are special. Because of this incident, many monks and priests were amazed when they saw Wan Teng Lin Mu, saying that he was born with wisdom roots and eyes, and some people even wanted to transform him to practice.

A great monk asserted that if Wanqi Linmu did not abandon the world and go to practice with him, he would definitely be entangled in all kinds of evils and fall into hell, forever!

Wan Teng Lin Mu is dispensable for everything, but only for money, he has always been very interested, and his fate is not over, how can he devote himself to practice?

Uncle asked Wanqi Linmu for a "talisman", saying it was a white giant clam bracelet, with thirteen bone-like giant clam stones, and a wishing drift bottle in the middle. It is said that it was opened by the master, as long as you wear it with you , "A hundred poisons do not invade".

Wan Teng Linmu tidied up his cuffs and hid the giant clam bracelet.

Since wearing this string of bracelets, it is indeed invulnerable to all poisons, just like the blood-faced old lady just now, it has saved a lot of trouble.

However, Wan Teng Lin Mu is not a practitioner, and this giant clam bracelet is also timeless. What Wan Teng Lin Mu can be sure of is that the bracelet can be used at most once a day, and it will definitely not work if it is used more often.

[-] kilometers.

Wanqi Linmu has long legs and a steady pace, and he walked for less than 10 minutes.

The night was dark, and although it wasn't too late, the night in the suburbs was inexplicably darker and quieter than the city center.

"His-"

"hiss--"

"Sessssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!"

Wan Teng Lin Mu raised his head and saw an arch similar to the gate of an amusement park standing in front of him.

In the dark night, two symmetrical black drum towers stand 20 meters away from each other, and an arch bridge spans the middle of the drum towers. Under the moonless moonlight, this arch bridge has the illusion of a Naihe bridge.

However, both sides of the arch bridge are inlaid with giant neon signboards that are incompatible with the quaint style of the Drum Tower.

colorful.

Colorful.

The beauty is like the local version of the seven fairies descending to earth...

The neon signboard made a "hissing" electric sound, flickering at a high speed like a leakage, lighting the whole land on and off, and the special effects of ghost movies were ten.

"Happy... field?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu stood calmly under the arch with a blank face, looking at the flashing signboard above his head.

There are four characters for neon lights, but most of the second-to-last character has been dropped, and it is almost unclear, leaving only one left.

"Happy Ranch."

Wan Teng Linmu read it again, and this time it went smoothly. He lowered his head and checked the letter sent to him by his uncle.

It really is a happy ranch.

After confirming the forest trees, step up and pass under the Drum Tower Arch Bridge and the huge neon signboard, and walk into the "Ranch"...

The ranch was quiet and there was no one there.

Wan Teng Linmu didn't want to come to the suburbs at night, but his uncle's letter was delivered urgently, and today happened to be the last day for delivery to the ranch. After today, I'm afraid no one will contact him, and many things will become troublesome.

Walking straight into the forest, there is a very empty area behind the neon signs, and there is a security guard hall about 20 meters away.

Wan Teng Lin Mu walked over quickly and looked around.

empty.

The guard hall was lit, but the dim light was almost negligible from a distance.

"Squeak - squeak -"

An old, old-fashioned chandelier that was popular in the [-]s was hung on the roof of the pavilion, flickering slightly, casting a dim and yellow light.

On the dilapidated wooden table, there was an enamel mug of hot tea, still smoking.

"anyone here?"

Wan Teng Lin Mu looked into the guard hall and shouted.

nobody.

"Tick - tick -"

"Dip-dip-tap-"

"Tick-tock-"

Wan Teng Lin Mu waited for a long time by the guard hall, and heard the sound of dripping water, but it didn't seem like dripping water.

Because the sound of water will not be so sticky.

"Whoosh-"

The night wind in the suburbs, with the sound of dripping water, "tick-tick-tick" beats the night.

Unfortunately……

Wan Teng Lin Mu has never had a sense of fear. If it was an ordinary person, he would have been so frightened that he wanted to go to the toilet, but Wan Teng Lin Mu just put the hood on his head again.

Said to himself: "It's a bit cold."

In addition to the sound of water droplets, it was also accompanied by a soft "rustle", similar to the sound of footsteps?

Wan Teng looked in the direction of the noise: "Is there anyone? I'm here to connect."

In the dark, no one answered.

Wan Teng Lin Mu looked cold, turned on his phone, and glanced at the time, it was already 11:30 midnight.

He had been waiting for a long time, impatient to wait any longer, and walked to the depths of the "pasture" following the sound of footsteps and water drops.

"anyone there?"

There are no fields in the pasture, no livestock, and it is empty.

A small two-story building similar to a factory stands in front of Wanqi Linshu.

The small building is like an isolated island in the vast ocean, surrounded by uncultivated primitive sand.

There is only a solitary string of footprints, meandering, rugged, and spreading forward.

But it is not the footprint of Wanqi Linmu.

The string of footprints headed towards the small building, only those who went in, but no one came out...

Wan Teng Lin Mu walked forward along the footprints, passed through the thick fog, and finally saw the small industrial-style building clearly, with three bold letters on it.

- Office building!

Is this the right place?

"Knock knock!"

Without hesitation, Wan Teng Lin Mu knocked on the door and pushed the iron door open.

"Squeak—ah—!"

The door hinge was rusted, and the sound of the iron door being pushed open seemed as if someone's neck had been broken, and the drake's voice made one's scalp tingle.

Wan Teng Lin Mu didn't feel any discomfort, nor did he feel a chill down his spine. There was no big difference between pushing the iron door and the toilet door.

"welcome!"

The moment the iron door was pushed open, a crisp child's voice suddenly sounded!

The child's voice is stiff and dull.

But I don't know where the child's voice came from.

"Snapped!"

"Crackling--"

The lights in the small building turned on one after another. Wan Qilin looked up to see the old-fashioned chandelier of the same style as the security hall. The difference is that the lights in the office building should be voice-activated lights.

The sound of Wan Teng Lin Mu pushing the door was a bit loud, which touched these voice-activated lights.

The lights turned on, making the scene in the entire office building impossible to hide.

The small building is not big, but the interior decoration is extremely simple. It is not so much an office building as it is an empty warehouse.

The entire first floor has no layout, it is empty, only the industrial-style iron wall remains.

Looking up, you can see the second floor and even the roof of the office building directly along the patio.

The roof is strewn with criss-crossed purlins.

The intricate purlins are like rows of fangs in the mouth of a monster, and the voice-activated lights hang on these fangs, shaking "squeaky" and flashing "hissling".

"Snapped!"

After a sound of electric current, the voice-activated lights of the entire office building were instantly turned off.

Not naturally extinguished.

Wan Teng Lin Mu stomped his feet, and it turned out that the light bulb was suffocated, and the voice-activated lights couldn't turn on anyway.

"Bang!!!"

At the same time, the big iron gate of the office building slammed shut with a loud noise, blocking the last ray of light and engulfing the entire office building into boundless darkness.

Wan Teng Lin Mu stood alone in the dark, wearing a hood, his face was normal, but he just gave a "tsk", disgusted with the trouble caused by the lamp.

He took out his phone from his pocket and illuminated his surroundings.

With a flicker of the mobile phone flashlight, there is a common device similar to a convenience store hanging on the side of the big iron door, an infrared sensor prompter, dedicated to welcoming guests.

Cute plush bear shape.

The fluffy little bear, the chubby belly, the innocent smile, the bright black eyes reflecting the light of the mobile phone.

But the bear's head fell off, and the roots were hanging on its body, shaking slightly with a "dang lang—dang lang".

"welcome!"

Wan Teng Lin Mu stretched out his hand and waved it, and the prompter really made a clear and dull childish voice.

Wan Teng Linmu looked at the bear with the broken head, just watched, and was silent for a while, then pinched the bear's ears and put the severed bear's head back on his neck.

"Dang--"

The smiling bear's head fell down again, dangling the string and swinging back and forth.

"Welcome! Welcome!"

After studying the welcome sensor, Wan Teng Lin Mu turned around again to look elsewhere.

"anyone there?"

Still no answer.

The phone flickered, and the cold white light shone on the gray iron-colored industrial style wall on the first floor of the office building.

On the wall is a line of big blood red black characters, written in paint.

When I was writing, the paint was probably too thin, and the bright red paint flowed down the handwriting sparsely, as if crying.

It turned out to be the slogan of the spirit of enterprise.

——Scan the QR code to place an order without queuing

——Beginning in 1864, Happy Cemetery, your private custom-made cemetery