Chapter 1 The Returned White Oriole

Bai Yingying came back carrying the freshly washed sheets. The laundry was always hung on the second floor. Of course, Bai Yingying's laundry speed was indeed fast, but definitely not perfunctory.

She knew that in terms of household hygiene, her boss had an almost demanding obsessive-compulsive disorder.

In short,

he was so hard to please.

Sometimes, Bai Yingying would also mutter in her heart:

There was a reason why her boss was abandoned by his parents as an orphan in his previous life. It was very likely that he wouldn't eat if the pacifier wasn't sterilized, he wouldn't sleep if the bedding wasn't clean, and he wouldn't let his parents touch him if they hadn't washed their hands. Then, his parents couldn't stand it anymore and threw him away.

Of course, Bai Yingying only dared to mutter this kind of thing in her heart, and she would never dare to say it out loud.

She also had to put on a receptive expression every time, and then join her boss hand in hand to rush to the happy paradise of cleanliness, making it seem as if she understood the spirit and enjoyed it.

From the heart,

that was it.

If Heaven hadn't created me, Bai Yingying, the eternal path of obedience would be like a long night.

Zhou Ze stood by the window smoking a cigarette. He had read the post and it actually gave a lot of information.

Xingren Town,

dry cleaner's,

the location should be there.

In fact, Zhou Ze could also see a lot of information that was not in the post because he was a ghost messenger, and no longer the impulsive greenhorn he used to be. He was slowly entering the profession and becoming familiar with the business.

Ghosts come from humans, and humans will inevitably become ghosts, but humans and ghosts have different paths, and there is a line that separates them.

The yang world and the yin world,

coexist and oppose each other.

What kind of people are more likely to see ghosts?

Those who have encountered special things, that's one type.

Another big category is people who are about to die, whose lifespan is coming to an end, just like when your phone balance is low, 10086 will keep sending you reminder text messages.

The time has come,

you should go.

At that time, although you are a living person, you are about to become a dead person, and the death aura on your body has begun to increase.

This increase does not simply mean that you are sick or seriously ill. It may also mean that you are about to encounter an accident, it may be a car accident, it may be choking to death while eating or drowning while drinking water,

In short,

you're about to kick the bucket.

Then you are very likely to see ghosts, and the aura between each other begins to change from opposition to fusion.

Combining this with the fact that the poster hasn't been active since 2009, it can be roughly guessed that the poster is indeed dead.

However, his description of Sancun Village and the experiences he recorded, coupled with the words of the little girl downstairs, have actually outlined the whole thing.

A village that was massacred in the year the Japanese army entered Tongcheng,

eighty years later,

the people in that village, no, the ghosts of the entire village, are still trapped in one area, unable to be reincarnated.

They also haven't turned into vengeful ghosts. If they had turned into vengeful ghosts, coupled with eighty years of brewing, the poster would have been gg when he first entered, and it would have been impossible for him to come out.

Moreover, the little girl is still innocent and carefree, as if she had just died.

What exactly caused such a harmonious village to appear?

Bai Yingying hung up the quilt and secretly sat in front of the computer. The internet-addicted girl glanced at Zhou Ze while secretly trying to play a game for a while. Her eyes fixed on the screen, and she naturally read the short story and then said:

"Boss, isn't this *Peach Blossom Spring*?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

Yes,

this is a remake of *Peach Blossom Spring*.

All along, people have taken it for granted that Tao Yuanming's *Peach Blossom Spring* is understood as a paradise, but in reality, this seemingly beautiful story is full of weirdness and gloom.

If you look at it from a different perspective, *Peach Blossom Spring* is completely a ghost story, the story of a fisherman who strayed into a ghost village, just like the poster in the post.

Ten fingers trembled lightly by the windowsill. He had to go to this place.

Not to mention the lure of being able to send all the souls of that village into hell, which would basically allow him to become a full-time employee… or rather, the fact that they were his fellow countrymen was enough for Zhou Ze to try to help.

Eighty years ago, when the nation was in decline, they became pitiful souls under the butcher knives of the invaders. They have suffered for eighty years and it is time for them to be freed.

Zhou Ze took out his phone and dialed Xu Qinglang's number.

However, it showed that he was not in the service area, which surprised Zhou Ze a bit. Shouldn't Xu Qinglang be in the local library now? Is the mobile phone signal so bad there?

After a while, Zhou Ze called again, but the other party was still unable to connect. Zhou Ze didn't plan to wait any longer. He directly told Bai Yingying to watch the store, while he took the old Taoist and took a taxi to Xingren Town.

The reason for bringing the old Taoist was very simple. First, the old Taoist's ability to manage souls was not strong. Apart from touching his crotch, he basically had no restraint on souls, and the little girl's soul needed Bai Yingying to watch over.

Secondly, the little monkey got along well with the old Taoist, and this time he needed the help of this beast to find the entry point for the poster to enter Sancun Village.

With this thought,

Zhou Ze's eyes fell on the little monkey. The little monkey, who was originally lying on the old Taoist's lap, suddenly raised its head and bared its teeth at Zhou Ze.

Yo,

can you understand my inner thoughts?

Or,

are you simply sensing that I'm scolding you?

Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and grabbed the little monkey's tail, avoiding the driver's gaze in front, and stared at the little monkey.

It seems to have grown a little,

and it's also heavier,

hehe,

your courage has also grown!

The little monkey twisted its body very dissatisfied. It had always been somewhat cold towards Zhou Ze, so in the bookstore, it basically followed the old Taoist around. Towards Zhou Ze, it had a fear and a bit of apprehension in its bones.

After all, the little monkey's predecessor was stabbed to death by Zhou Ze's fingernails.

He and Zhou Ze, one man and one monkey, were like two intertwined lines, the karma was a complete mess.

When they arrived at the place and got out of the car, Zhou Ze stretched lazily.

Xingren Town was a small town, close to the city, and next to the airport. Zhou Ze was located on the east side of Shizi Street, which was also a small intersection.

Due north was Xingren Elementary School, and due south was an apartment building. The street in the middle was full of small shops.

The dry cleaner's was still open there.

Calculating the position, Zhou Ze began to simulate the scene of the poster driving here and falling.

"Boss, should it be in the direction of the elementary school?" the old Taoist said at this time.

"Oh?" Zhou Ze was a little puzzled. He knew the old Taoist's level.

"Hehe, I didn't see anything, but I have experience. Generally speaking, schools or hospitals are often built in mass graves.

Because the land is cheap, especially for schools, it doesn't need to be opened in the downtown area. Even if it's a bit remote, it doesn't matter.

Moreover, isn't it said that school district housing is very popular now? Even many years ago, wherever a school was built, the popularity of the area would immediately rise, so in urban planning, they often treat the school as an important chess piece and choose a remote place to drive the development there."

The old Taoist spoke eloquently and it did make some sense.

Zhou Ze looked at the little monkey and said, "Can you see anything?"

The little monkey scratched its head, jumped down from the old Taoist, and began to look around.

Then, it shook its head blankly.

Zhou Ze narrowed his eyes slightly. He didn't think the little monkey was slacking off.

Perhaps it was because the sky wasn't completely dark yet. Some places were suppressed during the day, and it might be easier to reveal clues at night.

In this way, Zhou Ze and the old Taoist entered a nearby fast food restaurant, ordered some drinks and snacks, and sat there waiting.

Elementary school started to let out, and many vehicles gathered here. When the elementary school was over, the sky slowly darkened, and the popularity of the surrounding area gradually decreased.

Calculating the time, it was almost time. There was no need to wait until midnight for this kind of thing.

He took the little monkey out again. This time, the little monkey seemed to have caught something at once, and began to spin around in place, and the old Taoist was also spinning around behind the little monkey.

Zhou Ze was standing next to him watching.

Finally, the little monkey made a "squeak, squeak, squeak" sound, and then rushed directly to the road.

At this moment, a small car happened to drive over. The speed was not very fast, but the little monkey was equivalent to being crushed into the car wheels!

"Squeal!"

The small car braked suddenly, and the owner cursed: "Where did this dead dog come from!"

The car owner got out of the car to check. He had just seen a ball of yellow hair rush in front of his car, but when he got out of the car, he didn't see any blood stains. He cursed a few more times, got back in the car, and drove away.

The old Taoist was a little slow to react. When the little monkey rushed out, he didn't even have time to shout.

But at this moment, he also understood.

The monkey wasn't hit by the car,

to be precise,

the monkey went in.

"Boss, what do we do?"

The old Taoist asked.

Zhou Ze stayed in place and circled a few times along the position where the monkey had been spinning, and then rushed in that direction. In an instant, Zhou Ze sensed his fingernails tremble slightly, as if he had caught something. He grabbed it.

"Buzz!"

Immediately afterwards, the surrounding environment began to distort,

tall buildings,

roads,

vehicles,

all disappeared,

This was a muddy field ridge, and not far away were rows of houses built of mud and straw.

The golden monkey squatted in front of Zhou Ze, looking at Zhou Ze.

Zhou Ze looked around,

he knew,

he was in too.

As for the old Taoist,

he probably couldn't get in, unless he was about to kick the bucket and die, then he might be able to get in by chance.

In the distance, a pair of grandparents came over, a grandfather leading a little girl.

The little girl was a bit similar to the one in his bookstore. If you looked closely, you would think it was the same person.

It matched,

it matched the description in the poster's post.

"Where is this?" Zhou Ze asked.

According to the script, they should answer that this was "Sancun Village."

But the next scene,

made Zhou Ze stunned,

The grandfather didn't answer,

The girl didn't answer either,

One old and one young,

just stared at Zhou Ze and the little monkey,

Saliva began to drip exaggeratedly from the corners of their mouths,

At the same time, their eyes,

also began to slowly turn red!

Hey,

Director,

the script,

seems to be the wrong one?