C1 (1/2)

To tell the tale of fortune, from the words' I was born ', I am a person with extremely dense Yin Qi. I will probably have evil spirits pestering me in the future.

Since I was young, I have always lived with caution, and even the slightest movement in the wind and grass would make me feel uneasy. Every April, my parents would come to the southern temple of Guanyin to ask for a talisman. Under their care, I passed twenty-four years without any mishaps.

Mom and Dad both died in a car accident in the first half of this year. Other than sadness, no one else asked for a talisman for me.

Without the amulet, I'd be fired for every job I found, except for one crematorium. The salary of the crematorium wasn't bad, but its reputation wasn't very good.

After a few months in the crematorium, I was getting used to it.

On the way home from the evening shift, I always felt a chill behind my back. But when I summoned the courage to look back, there was nothing behind me but an empty road.

There was no one on the road at this time of the night, and the street lamps were not very bright due to the dust. I walked quickly along the road with the flashlight on my cell phone, hoping to get home.

Ever since I was a kid, I had spent almost every day in this state of paranoia. A small sound would have scared me quite a bit.

This really isn't superstition, my yin aura is indeed very strong. Because my hair is so long and I'm growing so fast. Long hair, heavy yin aura.

Suddenly, I heard a sound behind me. The entire world was so quiet. Aside from that slight sound, there was no other sound …

I swallowed and cold sweat broke out in my palms.

I told myself that this was not a ghost, that I should stop being so paranoid and scare myself! But the more I thought about it, the more frightened I became.

I walked faster and faster, and the voice followed me like a shadow. The trees by the side of the road swayed in the wind. The shadows of the trees on the road were like demons baring their fangs and brandishing their claws.

”Who?” I turned my head abruptly, pretending to be calm. However, there was no one behind me, not even a shadow. If there was someone, but there was no one, then where did the sound of footsteps come from?

Just then, I looked down and saw a thin, coarse stray cat on the road. It had been following me, and the voice was also that of a cat.

The cat's eyes were green, and in the dim light it looked surprisingly cold. I whirled around and ran home...

I turned on the lights as soon as I got home. I wanted to go and drink some water to calm myself down. I dare not look in the mirror as I pass, and at night I am always afraid to look in the mirror.

I know that I am a little too timid, this is all my fault, I loved to read supernatural stories since I was young, after reading it all night long, I didn't dare to sleep. Add to that the fact that I work these days with dead people, I'm even more afraid that the bodies I have put on makeup will suddenly come looking for me, or follow me home.

Although I've only heard about this kind of bizarre thing from colleagues, I'm really afraid that it will happen to me.

Even though I was scared, it didn't affect my daily life. What I should do was still what I should do. When I felt a chill behind my back, I could only forcefully endure it.

When I went to work the next day, I found a package on my workbench. After asking around, no one claimed the package.

I didn't have this package when I left last night. Did someone give it to me?

But who else in the world would give me a present? But... He didn't know I worked at the crematorium.