For five days, I watched the woman’s office and home every day, leaving behind a corpse. Fortunately, the bus was different every day, but her home, bus stop, and company were too many corpses in these places, stacked together, and in different stages of decay.

When her husband was taking a shower, he washed with the corpses and lay with them. Sometimes when he fell asleep, he held a rotten corpse. Her colleague kicked the corpse that fell to the ground while walking. After tripping, he thought he was falling on the ground. He smiled and stood up, and had never noticed it.

I no longer feel scary, but disgusting.

The most disgusting thing is the elevator. There are two corpses every day, and the elevator is filled with corpses. In the end, because one corpse is crossed at the door, the elevator door cannot be closed, and others cannot see it, and the elevator is suspended. The place where the suspension happens to be on the first floor. Every day when women enter and exit, I have to see a line circled in front of the elevator. The elevator door is open like that, and the corpse sticks out from the inside, with one head, three hands, and two right feet across the outside, rotting over time.

By Friday night, I was already in a daze and even tried to kill the female ghost. But no matter what, I couldn't touch this female ghost.

The other two gains I gained during this period was to know when all this happened in the dream: two years ago.

Think about Zheng Xinxin being invaded by this female ghost, and the problem of this female ghost has not been solved until the real time, that is to say... two years! How many corpses should be piled up along the way?

Fortunately, another gain from me told me that the city where the female ghost is located is not Minqing City. This unlucky place is a city in the central region. I have never heard of the name. It is probably an inconspicuous small city in third- and fourth-tier cities.

In the past two years, I have not read the news that there were corpses everywhere in that city, and I don’t know what kind of situation would happen in this city if I really solve the problem of this female ghost.

The corpse should disappear, right? All this is just a supernatural phenomenon. The corpse of the female ghost should be in a hospital or something.

I really look forward to it.

What made me feel refreshed was that this night, the unchanging life of this man, a ghost couple finally changed a little. In this living room and bedroom, there was a young man who looked about twenty years old in the home.

I subconsciously looked at the family photo. The young man was undoubtedly the boy in the photo.

The young man walked out of the second bedroom and called the man dad. The two of them cooked together, and inserted a ghost in the middle that they could not see but would subconsciously move away from the action.

The father and son were as usual, and while cooking, they talked about things in college. The female ghost was still in a hunch. Every day she cooked, she would create the ingredients for no reason and use the kitchen utensils and seasonings from home, as if it was another dimension scene that coincided with here.

I know there is the concept of parallel universe. Many science fiction stories like to use this concept to imagine a world similar to our world, the same place, the same people do different things. But all this in front of you is definitely not a parallel universe.

The father and son cooked the meal, and the female ghost cooked the meal, but they still cooked their own. This made me very strange. If this woman didn't know that she was dead, so she lived like she did before her lifetime, why did she cook alone? She was unconscious, just like she never knew she had to change clothes, wear the same set of clothes every day, use keys, cards and other items, including the food she cooked every day, all of which were transformed, but she only slept half of the bed when she slept, and she sat in a fixed position every day. She watched TV in the living room at night, and sat side by side with the man. At first glance, there was no sense of incongruity.

I looked at the different meals a woman eats every day, and if I wanted to explain the woman's behavior, she only repeated the day before her death, but it didn't make sense. At the beginning of the dream, she returned home very late. She went to and from get off work normally for the past five days, just like most office workers, and the time was not the same as that of the different meals she ate every day.

"By the way, dad, when will you and Aunt Gu get married?" the young man suddenly asked halfway through the meal.

I was stunned.

The man casually replied: "At least next year, she hasn't told her daughter about this. The little girl's high school entrance exam next year, so it's hard to tell her this now, so as not to affect her review."

"She doesn't know yet? Aunt Gu hasn't taken you to see her? Dad, it's not that I'm provoking you. I have no objection to Aunt Gu, but she drags like this, who knows what will happen next year?" said the young man dissatisfied.

"Isn't this just in time? Next year, her daughter will have a meal together after the high school entrance examination."

"What if she didn't do well in the exam? Her mother told her to remarry." The young man curled his lips.

"She is not you. You are old and still a boy. The little girl is meticulous and has to worry. Your aunt Gu was sorry for her when she divorced. This time she wanted to remarry me, so she had to consider her mood." The man said kindly.

The young man couldn't help but, "Just don't be fooled by her."

"What does it mean to cheat? Your father is an old man, what is there to cheat?" The man laughed and shook his head.

The conversation between the father and son made me look at the female ghost.

The female ghost was still muttering pain, slowly ate the meal she had prepared, and was unaware of the conversation that happened next to her.

I looked at the family photo again. That's right, the woman on it is indeed this female ghost, although the female ghost now looks older than the woman in the photo.

Among the corpses I saw, the first one was in the office. The corpses in this house started in a dream and appeared with women.

If this woman died, only one week later, how could her husband have remarried?

I wanted to know more, but I could only be trapped by the female ghost, and what I saw and heard was limited to what happened around the female ghost. The father and son did not mention anything useful.

There was nothing wrong all night, the next day was Saturday. I didn’t have to go to work on the weekend, and there was no alarm in the morning. But the female ghost got up at 8 o’clock. I had to follow her out to swing around in front of the bun shop at the entrance of the community, leaving some bodies, and took the buns she had transformed out of thin air. She returned home and started to have breakfast. The man woke up, washed up and changed his clothes. When the man came back, the female ghost had finished her breakfast, turned on the washing machine, and sat in the living room to watch TV. The man woke up his son, and the father and son had a sumptuous breakfast.

At this time, the female ghost went to dry the washed clothes, and the man turned on the washing machine again.

I could see clearly that the two of them were washing the same clothes. There was no doubt that the female ghost was definitely not real clothes.

The female ghost stayed at home that day and left more corpses at home.

The young man shrank in the room all day long, had dinner at night, tripped by a corpse, and complained, "Dad, please clean up these things."

I stared at the father and son in a daze.

"Well, that's fine. I feel like there are too many things. Let's clean it up tomorrow." The man nodded.

I was completely stunned and waited for Sunday to come. Then I saw that on Sunday, the father and son changed their old clothes, stuffed the bodies into a large garbage bag without changing their faces, packed them all, and dragged them out of the room.

The female ghost was originally going to dry the quilt on the balcony, but was caught by a young man and stuck it into a garbage bag. She was thrown together with the body into a large garbage dump in the community.

I had to follow the female ghost. At this moment, I could only stand in the garbage dump, staring blankly at the father and son clapping their hands, and then went home.
Chapter completed!