As soon as he got on the bus, Mo Ting was a little impatient.
"Brother Qin, what's the situation? Is the news reliable?"
The bus was relatively empty, and the two of us sat in the back, so there was no need to be reserved.
I directly recounted the entire process of the old couple buying clothes the previous night.
I provided a detailed explanation of the information I had gathered.
After Mo Ting listened, instead of being scared, his eyes lit up:
"Exciting! We charge forward with the resolve to die, not to live. Tonight, we'll take them down!"
Mo Ting was like he had been injected with chicken blood, his words were passionate and overly dramatic.
I gave a wry smile and suggested we go have dinner first.
Then, we would visit Nanshan Cemetery, and finally look for that old house.
Mo Ting asked if I was going to pay respects to a relative or a friend when I mentioned going to the cemetery.
I smiled and said it was for a little sister.
Mo Ting didn't know the full story, but he was very respectful of the deceased and didn't ask further questions.
We took a bus all the way to the south of the city.
We first went to eat to fill our stomachs.
During the meal, we also exchanged our experiences and insights from learning the Kai Jian Fu Lu.
After eating, I bought some fruits and flowers from a nearby fruit and flower shop.
Then, we took a bus to Nanshan Cemetery.
By the time we reached the foot of the cemetery, it was already dark.
Standing at the cemetery entrance, I looked out.
The white tombstones were stacked layer upon layer, still looking eerie, giving a strong sense of oppression.
At the entrance, only the cool night breeze and the "chirp chirp" of insects could be heard...
Mo Ting didn't come up with me but waited for me at the entrance.
Carrying the flowers and fruits, I walked directly towards the mountainside.
If that little sister hadn't guided me back then.
I might never have found the "Rose Supermarket," and might have missed the best time to save my life.
At that time, I had promised that if I survived, I would come back to pay my respects and offer incense to her.
Today, passing by Nanshan Cemetery, I naturally had to fulfill my promise.
Walking along the cemetery path, I felt the chill emanating from all around.
My state of mind, however, was completely different from the first time I came here.
Before, I was apprehensive and scared.
Now, as I was stepping into this circle and encountering these things.
I found that they were not as terrifying or frightening as I had imagined.
Of course, walking alone in this vast cemetery, I still felt a little uneasy.
The last time it was dark, I only remembered the general location of the little sister's grave.
So, I searched in the cemetery for a while before finally finding the little sister's grave on the mountainside.
I carried the fruits and flowers.
Under the moonlight, I looked at the little sister's tombstone.
The black and white photo showed her with two pigtails, her face plump and cute.
I smiled, put down the flowers and fruits in my hand.
"Little sister, brother is here to offer you incense."
After speaking, I took out the short incense sticks brought from the shop and was about to light them.
But at this moment, a dry, hoarse voice suddenly came from behind me:
"Don't light them, she's already gone..."
Late at night, such a voice suddenly coming from behind me startled me.
My heart tightened, and I quickly turned around.
But it was pitch black and dark behind me, with nothing there.
"Who!"
I shouted.
But then, I saw a figure suddenly walk out of the darkness not far away.
I squinted, with a sense of caution.
Master had told me that ghosts and humans were always different.
No matter the environment, one must never let their guard down against these things.
Seeing the figure appear, my hand subconsciously retreated, reaching for my sword bag.
But soon, I saw the person clearly.
Using the dim light, I gradually realized that the person was a hunched-over old woman.
And this old woman was the owner of the Rose Supermarket in the cemetery.
She was wearing a floral dress and holding that big black rat.
She walked over step by step from not far away.
One hand continuously stroked the rat's back.
The big black rat lay motionlessly in her arms, its furless tail swaying back and forth, looking quite content.
"Auntie!"
I exclaimed in surprise, relaxing my guard.
Although this old woman was somewhat strange, she was a person.
It was just that what she sold was unusual!
"Hehehehe, young man, you still remember this old woman!"
The old woman smiled, continued stroking the rat's back, and walked over slowly.
"I remember, thank you Auntie for what you sold me last time!"
I replied politely.
The old woman waved her hand:
"No need for thanks, you bought something, I sold something.
It was just a fair transaction.
Seeing that you are still alive, it seems you have borrowed yin life."
I didn't reply, just nodded.
At that time, she had seen at a glance that I was borrowing yin life.
But back then, I didn't understand Master's intentions, nor did I know what "borrowing yin life" meant.
Now, seeing her standing next to me.
Looking at the little girl's tombstone, she suddenly sighed and said:
"What a pity, you came too late.
Ling Ling, this child, probably won't be able to receive your incense."
I was very confused and raised my eyebrows to ask:
"Auntie, why? Did she go to reincarnate?"
The old woman shook her head:
"If only that were the case.
This little child was playful and ran outside with some other children last night. She was caught..."
"Caught?"
My face changed drastically, and a bad premonition surfaced.
The old woman sighed again:
"Yes! Caught.
Recently, a wicked person has appeared in this area, one who specializes in eating little children.
Ling Ling, this child is unfortunate. She was likely taken as yin life and eaten!"