Shi Yun'an returned home distraught.

Asano Mamei believed him and did everything according to his words, but died in the women's toilet in the mall.

Just like Shen Wenshu...

He also believed in him, and also died.

Shi Yun'an lay down on the sofa, dropping his phone aside.

He received a call from Asano Mami, and the next person to be targeted by the ghost was himself.

But he had absolutely no intention of escaping.

He has died twice in his life, the first time when news of his father's death came back from Japan.

His father is Shi Qingsong, a master of Chinese studies. Shi Yun'an, who was born in a scholarly family, has developed a strong interest in painting since he was a child.

My father is also very supportive of this.

However... Twenty years ago, after my father received a call for help, he went to Japan, and then... Japan came back with the news of his death.

For Shi Yun'an, it was his first death.

His mother had long since passed away, and so had his father, who was adopted by a friend of his father, a master painter.

After going to that family, Shi Yun'an met a girl.

Her name is Shen Wenshu.

is the daughter of the master.

The withdrawn he refused her care and care again and again.

But she also repeated her care over and over again.

The stubborn and understanding girl finally opened his closed heart.

In order to seek a breakthrough in painting, he came to Japan with Shen Wenshu, hoping to restart his soul with a journey away from home.

The two got along very happily, and Shi Yun'an's heart finally came alive.

However... happiness cannot last long for a person.

Not to mention Shi Yun'an who is cursed by fate.

After an accident, he and Shen Wenwen were involved in the sacrificial banquet at the same time.

The escape from death time and time again, the fiery emotions established between life and death, made the two more inseparable from each other.

But... During a Qing level sacrificial banquet, Shi Yun'an watched Shen Wenshu being eaten bite by bite by a ghost crawling out of the ground.

It was he who tied her with his own hands. He thought he was saving her, but he didn't expect...

It was also from that moment that his face changed from crying to crying.

Shen Wenshu's energy face is Maemi, perhaps, it is his strong emotion that gave rise to some special changes...

That time was Shi Yun'an's second death.

His temperament changed drastically, becoming perverse, terrifying and unreasonable.

Asano Mami's death brought Shi Yun'an's memory back to that youth sacrificial banquet, he was lying on the sofa, trembling all over.

He no longer cares about whether ghosts will come or when they will come.

Death is not a fear for him.

The night passed.

He didn't fall asleep, and the ghost didn't come.

When the dawn breaks, the dark curtains cast a long and narrow black shadow.

It was printed on the living room floor in front of the sofa, like a long, thin person.

There was a strange smell faintly flowing in the air.

Something is coming.

Shi Yun'an didn't turn on the light.

The orange sun just appeared on the city skyline.

There is light in the room.

It is the light of the sun.

Shi Yun'an raised an arm to block his eyes.

The sunlight made him feel a little uncomfortable.

He is someone who doesn't hate darkness.

Compared with light, darkness is the eternity of this world.

Whether it is the earth or the universe, light is something that is "born", while darkness is something that "exists".

This is real.

"Om—"

"Om—"

"Om—"

The phone rang.

When the phone rings, but you have no sense of expectation, then most of the problems in life lose their meaning.

Shi Yun'an lost his sense of expectation for the message from the mobile phone very early on.

Although this time, it is very likely that the ghost opened it.

He lowered his arm that blocked the sunlight, stretched out his hand stiffly, and picked it up.

As expected, the caller was a student who had exchanged numbers recently—Mami Asano.

Shi Yun'an looked at this terrifying scene, but there was no expression on his face.

He pressed the answer button.

The phone is connected.

There was a suspicious sound from the other end of the phone, "Ka Ka Ka Ka Ka -".

It was like the crisp sound of the bones between the fingers, and the restlessness from the cervical spine.

Shi Yun'an suddenly realized that he couldn't move anymore.

He couldn't even move his eyeballs except to breathe.

He still maintained the posture of holding the mobile phone, and the voice in his hand was still "Ka Ka Ka Ka".

The sun was getting bigger and bigger, but it shone pale on him.

The curtains were shaken by a strange wind, and the slender shadow on the ground seemed to have moved forward a few steps, becoming longer.

In addition to the mobile phone, Shi Yun'an heard some other noises.

These rustling noises came from outside the house.

"Ka-Ka-Ka-"

It's the same voice as the phone.

come yet……

Shi Yun'an has already realized it.

The voice on the phone rang at the same time as the voice outside the door.

This shows that the person on the call is in the corridor next to the door at the moment.

His nerves tensed uncontrollably.

Although not afraid of death, fear is indeed extremely difficult to overcome.

The eerie crunch of bones quickly turned into a knock on the door.

"Tuk-tuk"

"Tuk-tuk"

It was a polite knock on the door.

Neither light nor heavy, neither fast nor slow.

This is death knocking at the door.

Shi Yun'an no longer wanted to escape.

He thought he should have died long ago.

Died on the altar of the Qing level sacrificial banquet.

However, at this moment, his mask... the weeping mask of crying left and right laughing, suddenly appeared on his face!

Shi Yun'an trembled all over.

The body can move.

but……

Shi Yun'an's body trembling was not because of this.

But he smelled a smell!

It was... a scent of ink.

Modern industrial inks can smell bad.

However, the ink of Master Shen's family adopts the ancient method, and the word ink incense is not just a metaphor, but a real incense.

A unique fragrance belonging to ink.

The scent haunts Shi Yun'an's mind, re-experiencing it countless times in his dreams.

Because it not only represents his past, but also...Shen Wenshu.

That persistent, stubborn, gentle and kind girl.

There was no perfume on her body.

No matter spring, autumn, winter or summer, the faint scent of ink... is her scent.

Tears rolled down his eyes unconsciously.

Shi Yun'an reached out and touched the mask on his face...

is her……

Clerk, she must be here, she can see me!

The heart was beating thumping in the chest.

Shi Yun'an's nails had already been embedded in the flesh and blood of his palm.

He sat up abruptly.

The knocking outside the door has turned into a smashing sound!

Suddenly he didn't want to die.

People are not afraid of death, mostly because living is more painful than death.

But at this moment, a strong desire to survive flooded Shi Yun Anxin's room.

This pair of crying can face... Why does it have the smell of Shen Wenshu?

Could it be that……

His body trembled with ecstasy.

This is the new reason to keep him alive.

Shi Yun'an looked down at the phone, and suddenly pressed the call back.

Then... hurriedly threw the phone out of the window.