1488 Mirror Yin Yang 2

alter dress, and over it, she had a shaggy fur coat from a street stall.Her breasts weren't large, but she was particularly daring in her exposure. Apart from her nipples being covered, most of her c..."You, you're alright" I asked warily.

Chen looked at him with confusion, and in a low voice asked, "What's wrong I was waiting for you here. We only separated for half a day, what happened to you…"

"There's something behind you..." I hesitated.

Nor could she know if she could see the white phantom behind her.

Chen turned his head and patted himself on the shoulder, looking bewildered. "Aren't there any ghosts behind me"

"Can you see ghosts" I observed her state, she didn't seem possessed.

"...Occasionally, you might see some strange things, but after all, I'm in this line of work, so maybe it's normal to see them However, this is the first time I've been grabbed by a ghost..." she shuddered.

That's not a ghost that got you, it's a demon who captured you.

They aren't the same level, are they

"Is there something behind me Little Qiao, don't scare me." Chen Ruo shrunk her shoulders, a little afraid.

But behind her was a blurry white phantom, hanging high above her like a hanged man.

Hang... die... ghost...

I was taken aback for a moment, and then I walked towards her. When she saw me coming, she let out a silent sigh of relief, a faint smile playing on her lips.

What the heck is this ghost! I took a closer look and realized that this hazy ghost behind her was someone I knew!

— Isn't this the Seventh Deity!

Why is Qīyé hanging a ghostly apparition behind her!

Want to join the fun

"Seven..." I wanted to call out to the Seventh Master, but seeing that the ghostly figure was too faint, with no discernable features, only a silhouette, it must not be the Seventh Master's true form.

As expected, the ghost image remained unresponsive, possibly just a sliver of the Seventh King's attention watching over.

Chen Ru couldn't see it, she could see Qiyeyan's true form, but the spell couldn't. She saw me keep looking at her back, her little face getting whiter and whiter: "Little Qiao sister, wouldn't there really be something following me"

"Yes, but there's no ill intent. It should be...it is..."

"What is it"

"... I don't know either." I guess it should be to monitor or protect you.

But then again, Qi Ye's personality probably hates hearing the words "protection," right

I'd best keep my mouth shut—it's me who's been left feeling utterly humiliated.

But Chen Ru, a young girl like her, wouldn't be afraid to stay here

I took the cotton coat Chen Ru had passed me and whispered, "Aren't you afraid to be alone here in the dark"

"Used to it."

“Huh You’re getting used to this already The atmosphere here in Sector C is pretty menacing! There must be some powerful person setting up a formation here, that's why nothing too horrifying has happened... But after you stay here for a while, your aura will definitely be affected.” I put on her cotton coat and zipped it up. It didn’t feel so cold anymore.

Chen Ruo gave a wry smile: “……I can’t do anything else either. This is the only way I can earn some money.”

“If I choose this major, both the country and the school offer subsidies for enrollment. I chose this major because then I can follow my teacher to do things and still make money. It's pretty good.”

I shook my head. “If it were an ordinary cemetery, I wouldn’t say that. This place gives me a very dangerous feeling.”

Chen Ru turned her head, pondering for a moment, then clapped her hands and exclaimed, "Ah, I know why you find this so dangerous!"

What

She reached out and took my arm, leading me toward the largest mourning hall at the front. As we walked, she said, “Come on, come on, let’s go in and warm up first. I’ll tell you everything slowly…”

》》》

The main hall in Area C is very large. It seems there hasn't been a recent funeral here, it's clean and tidy, empty.

The back of this main hall didn't seem to lead to the crematorium, but rather a side door. Chen Ruo walked ahead, leading me, and I saw the ethereal white figure of the Seventh Lord behind her. With each step I took, my heart pounded with fear.

It's like the Seventh Uncle might suddenly appear.

The sinister aura of this main hall was even more intense, and I couldn't help but frown repeatedly. Chen Ruo turned back to see my expression and apologized: "Sorry, Xiao Qiao sister, you must not like coming to such a place."

"Well, spirit halls and cemeteries are places we frequent for our work. It's just that the atmosphere here... is too abnormal."

"Anomaly always has a reason." Chen Ruo used a combination of passwords and fingerprints to open the side door, revealing a changing room inside.

She took out a set of small, astronaut-like suits that covered the whole body and said with a smile: "Here, this is a special hall for the remains that need repair and beauty. All of them are... those..."

She didn't know how to describe it, so she opened her hands wide, as if holding two balls, then squeezed, stuffed, and kneaded them together with all her might…

I understand, I understand, it's all about broken limbs needing to be made whole.

“Yeah, I also heard that there are some who died from execution or car accidents, and their families couldn't be found. So they're kept here in the morgue first. Then after a while, procedures are done to send them to medical schools to be 'teachers'…” Chen Ruo said.

"With technology so advanced today, how can there still be unidentified family members" I asked curiously.

“Yes! Some have been trafficked for years, raving and incoherent, their families impossible to find; some are undocumented; some entered illegally... Basically, you've seen it all here...” Chen Ru rolled her eyes, quickly put on her work uniform, then reached out to help me with mine.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, do I have to wear this" I was getting a little nervous.

This clothes covers the whole body, if I wear it, in case of any situation, I can't touch my small handbag immediately.

"It's necessary, we have to go through a ventilation shaft..." Chen Ru turned her head to look at me. "It's okay, it's just a short distance, and there's no one here right now."

"...Some people have nothing, I'm afraid there might be ghosts." I answered honestly.

Chen Ru smiled and pursed her lips, pointing behind me in a low voice: "Are you still afraid of ghosts Even the ghosts listen to you."

I found that this girl was very sincere and wouldn't hide her emotions. When she smiled, her eyes were truly smiling.

In this eerie and ominous place, her laughter gave me a slight sense of comfort.

Through the ventilation shaft, a strong wind swept away every speck of dust on his body. This "institute" was where Professor Zheng and Chen Ru usually "worked".

"Look, over there is the rest room. Sometimes work goes all day and night, I even sleep in here." Chen Ruo pointed to a frosted glass-separated break room.

I went in and took a look. Sure enough, there were forensic science books on the small table, signed by Chen Ruo.

"Does Professor Zheng have an office" I asked.

Chen shook her head: "No, the teacher said he was getting old and spending all day with these negative energies, he was afraid of getting sick…"

I frowned. "Afraid of getting sick He's in this line of work, he's afraid of getting sick, doesn't he fear you getting sick"

Chen Ru understood and smiled: "I'm young, nothing's wrong... Besides, I'm also grateful to the teacher for giving me this job opportunity."

I looked around and understood most of it—this research institute looked very advanced and modern, but Professor Zheng had few things, while Chen's belongings were plentiful. Even hair ties were visible among them.

This shows that, at least in the last year or two, most of the work here has been done by students like Chen Ruo.

"Little Qiao, sister, you brought the corpse to this room. It's a temperature- and humidity-controlled chamber," Chen Ruo said as he opened a frigid door.rk afterwards. We can't compensate everyone at a high price, as it would cause financial problems.”His eyes were deep-set, his thought processes layered in a way that was completely different from min...