The dull voice of the man came from under his palm: "I don't know when this change happened. It was probably one day, one day more than a year ago, and I suddenly found that my grandma and the others rarely sent me letters. The people who had been in contact with me had interrupted their letters. At that time, I was busy with work, and after I discovered this, I sent a letter to my grandma.

"The letter was not answered. I sent letters to all those who had contacted me. They were all in the sea... I began to worry since then. I had a bad feeling.

"On the other hand, I have encountered more and more ghosts on earth. This number... is not full of ghosts on the street, but in the past, I finally met one or two in my life, and one of them was still unsure of my identity. Suddenly, I could meet one in one or two weeks. Those dead people - because of work, I actually contacted many dead people - those dead people seemed to turn into ghosts all at once. Those killed turned into ghosts, those who died of illness turned into ghosts, and those who died of sudden accidents turned into ghosts, and they were still in the world."

The man put down his hand and his expression was extremely depressed. "They were also at a loss. I mean those ghosts were also at a loss. Those who were killed were better. They wanted to take revenge and went to take revenge. Some of them, the cause of death was just an accident, and even the accident caused by their own accidents, they all turned into ghosts. They didn't know what to do, but slowly... slowly, they changed. They became irritable, gloomy, and a little unreasonable."

The man smiled bitterly, "I originally had sympathy for them. When I met such a ghost, I would talk about the transfer station and tell them that no matter whether they were at the transfer station or entered a new cycle from the transfer station, they would have a better life. They just stayed in the world... When I met them, I didn't think there was any problem. They stayed in the world, not for revenge...

"During that time, I met a man who was in his thirties and was involved in a machine due to a mistake in operation and died. He worked in a factory, was married, and had two children at home. He was so disappointed and cried... He kept staying with his family. I chatted with him and smoked cigarettes. Although he couldn't drink, I just took a few sips by myself. He said he could not let go of his family. Since it was not a forced request to go to the transit station, he wanted to stay by his family, and it would be good to keep watching them. But that situation...

That situation didn't last long. After meeting him a few times, we separated. After meeting again, more than a month later, his son died. His son died of illness. As a single mother, his wife lost an important pillar in the family and lost a source of income, and she became very busy. The insurance money was not enough... The child suddenly fell ill and the expenses were very high, and she became busier. Their son was left alone at home. When he died, he was the only one... He was a ghost, and those revengeful ghosts could still kill people, and he could do nothing."

The man sniffed and lowered his head.

I couldn't help but think of what Aoba said.

The yin energy on the ghosts will affect people's health. Even strong adults may not be able to stay healthy if they are exposed to ghosts for a long time. If a child is followed by a ghost all day, the situation will definitely be worse.

The child's illness may not be directly related to his father's yin energy. But this possibility still exists.

"After I knew about this, I found him and wanted to comfort him." The man continued, "He was very depressed. He asked me if it was someone like them who were working and working as workers, so he deserved it? His attitude was wrong at that time. I don't know why he thought about this. His emotions at that time were not the sorrow of losing his son. I tried to relieve him, but now it seems useless. In a few days, I heard the news that his whole family was killed. His whole family... his wife and daughter were killed. He was killed in his house, and there was no murderer. Later, the factory where he worked was less than a week after his wife and daughter were killed. Many workers were burned to death. The factory owner died in the factory office, but it was not burned to death, but killed, and the same way he died like his wife and daughter."

When the man said this, he fell into a long silence.

"They all became very dangerous." The man said, "Ghosts should not exist in the world. I came up with such an idea after that. Transit stations, superpowers, ghosts... These are all reasons for existence. I once thought about my duties, God gave me superpowers, and so I had the responsibility to eliminate those ghosts. But my superpowers could not be directly applied to ghosts. I continued to write letters to my grandmothers, and sometimes I wrote more than a dozen letters a day. I already knew at that time that things had changed. I also wrote letters to all the dead who knew the names. Some of them just saw obituaries in newspapers, and I would send letters. I wanted to receive a reply and wanted to know what to do. I have also studied various religious legends and religious rituals. I have tried some legendary methods and spells. They all failed."

The man exhaled and said bitterly: "Three or four months ago, when I thought I had lost my superpowers, I received a reply. I really thought I had lost my superpowers. I had squatted by the postman. When the postman took the letter from it, I read it specifically. The letter I submitted was indeed gone. But I couldn't receive a reply. Until three or four months ago, I met another ghost. He had not changed yet. He was a single living alone. I learned from work that he was such a person and sent him a letter. I received a reply. The reply address was where he lived during his lifetime. After he became a ghost, he remained there. I came to visit. Like other ghosts, he didn't know about the transfer station. But he knew those managers, he met managers, and saw the death of the manager..."

The man took a deep breath and looked straight into the camera, "This is very important. I heard about it from him. I can't be sure the truth is true, but I think it is true. I'm telling it now and hope everyone can remember it well.

The beginning of the matter was what I said, the death of the single living alone. He died suddenly at home because he lived in a remote suburb and had no neighbors nearby. When he was found dead, he had been dead for about half a year. He himself could not determine the specific time of his death, but it should be a year ago, the time point when the fourth stage began.
Chapter completed!