I asked: "Who are those two people?"

Sun Zihan was about to answer subconsciously, but something suddenly occurred to him: "Why do you ask this?"

After finishing speaking, he said with a hint of pleading: "They are all married and have children. They were still young back then, but things have already happened. When will retribution be repaid?"

"So, they don't have to pay for their mistakes?"

"But, but, the child is innocent. I have seen that child, he is small, and he can only eat his fingers. I also told them about Zhao Yi, and they all regretted it. The matter is over, so

Let it pass completely."

"Are you Zhao Yi's friend?"

"ah?"

Sun Zihan obviously didn't understand what I meant when I suddenly said this.

I didn't explain, but turned around and left.

I am a good person, and all bone pickers are good people. Bad people cannot be bone pickers.

But I believe that whoever makes a mistake must bear responsibility.

Ghosts and people are the same in our eyes. For people, this incident may have passed, but for ghosts, this is just the beginning.

But it doesn't matter, I just do what I think I should do.

Just pretend that you have never met Sun Zihan.

The road becomes more and more remote as we go.

I came to a park.

It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is very good, and it is also a good place to bury people.

If it were a corpse, I wouldn't dare to bury it here, but a bag of potato chips would still be fine.

I deliberately found an inaccessible forest and buried the potato chips.

Without any extra steps, the potato chips were pressed according to the low-fire alchemy method.

The so-called micro-fire alchemy is to wear copper coins with red thread and tie it to the corpse (potato chips). The red color belongs to Li Gua, which represents light, righteousness, sun, etc.

The red thread belongs to fire, and copper coins belong to gold, but this does not mean that fire overcomes metal. Instead, the red thread represents the fire attribute of Yang Qi to refine and strengthen the copper coins that have passed through the hands of thousands of people and accumulated fireworks in the world.

This is used to suppress the resentful spirits.

I buried the potato chips deeply. Instead of lighting incense and burning paper, I placed a piece of paper money where I bought the potato chips and pressed them down with a stone.

"Zhao Yi, I said that people must bear responsibility for their actions, but the same goes for ghosts. If you kill innocent people, this is your responsibility. And I just want peace of mind."

I turned around and left, not thinking about Zhao Yi anymore.

If one day he is purified by the earth's energy, it will be his fate. If one day, he has no intention of getting out of trouble and continues to seek revenge, then it will be the fate of the two people who hurt him.

I just want peace of mind.

Peace of mind means don't threaten me and the people around me, or don't let me know.

When I got home, I called the village chief to ask how the tomb relocation was going.

But I didn't expect that the village chief didn't answer my call at all. I called my third uncle, who just said that the village chief was busy and reassured me that they had already started making preparations and were just waiting for a good day to arrange the relocation of the grave.

I wasn't worried about this, and when my third uncle said that, I didn't care.

As for Zhao Yi's matter, it is over for me, although there are still two doubts.

One is what those people did to Zhao Yi and why Sun Zihan refused to tell them.

The second one is who the person on the Internet is who has forgotten the past.

However, there are many things that people don’t know, and seeking answers will not do any good except to satisfy their own curiosity.

What is more likely is that when your curiosity is satisfied, you will also have many unnecessary worries.

If people want to live a good life, they shouldn't know so much.

After playing the game for a while, I went straight to bed.

Unexpectedly, when I came home from the day shift the next day, I saw a strange middle-aged man standing outside my door. He looked haggard and expressed grief. He was pacing back and forth with a notebook in his hand.

Hearing my footsteps, he turned around, hesitated and asked, "Do you know Sun Zihan?"

Sun Zihan...

I didn't expect to meet this woman again. More importantly, who is this man?

When I didn't reply, the man asked again: "Did you meet my daughter at Xinhai Hospital?"

"Are you Sun Zihan's father?"

I frowned.

This man's expression is sad, and his children's palace is dark and cracked. This is the sign of losing a child in middle age. If he is the father of Sun Tzu Han, something might have happened to Sun Tzu Han.

After hearing my words, the man nodded heavily and almost couldn't stop his tears from falling.

He turned away and brought the notebook in front of me: "This is what Zihan gave to you. Yes, could you please tell me what is written on it? If it is convenient."

I took the notebook and didn't open it in a hurry. Instead, I asked, "What happened to Sun Tzu Han?"

The man sniffed: "Zihan, Zihan passed away last night."

"last night?"

The first thing I thought of was Zhao Yi, but I immediately rejected the idea.

I am very confident in my own strength. It is impossible for Zhao Yi to break free from the micro-fire alchemy I have laid, unless someone helps him unlock it.

Could it be Sun Zihan?

Impossible. This is inconsistent with what Sun Zihan said. More importantly, I was very careful when I buried him and there was no one around. I don't think Sun Zihan could hide away from me.

Thoughts move, but only for a moment.

The man said: "Zihan lives alone. I received a text message from her this morning and found out that she had died at home. She seemed to know that she would die."

The man handed me the text message. It was a text message sent at a set time. In addition to apologizing to my parents, it also said something like letting her end it.

Finally, I asked my father to bring me the notebook on her desk and not to peek at it.

It seemed like I was worried that my family would blame me for the incident, and they repeatedly emphasized that it had nothing to do with me.

This is a girl who always thinks about others. The only thing that makes me confused is that judging from the content of the text message, it seems that Zhao Yi really killed her.

I have to say, this made me wonder whether I had overestimated my own strength.

Directly in front of Sun Zihan's father, I opened the notebook.

The handwriting on it is very sloppy and there are many typos. It is obvious that Sun Zihan was very nervous and urgent when writing.

'I don't know why you can control ghosts, but when you took Zhao Yi away, I was very worried, but after thinking about it, I thought this might be the best outcome.

I just silently beg you not to hurt Zhao Yi.

But what I didn't expect was that when I got home, something very strange happened.

Maybe I thought wrong. You didn't solve Zhao Yi like those people on TV, or did Zhao Yi escape?

However, this may be an opportunity for me to resolve Zhao Yi's resentment.

This time, he didn't write a note. His resentment made it impossible for him to communicate with me.

But I believe that Zhao Yi's kindness will make him look back.

Even if it takes my life to make him come back.

Below, I will record everything. If I fail, please give this notebook to them and give them a chance to survive.'
Chapter completed!