Chapter 1: My Funeral

Those who have not experienced it cannot understand this feeling, although I now feel it is quite childish upon reflection, at that time, I truly fell into it, perhaps this is the absurdity of love

A middle-aged man hurriedly ran out from the front of the funeral procession and walked to the center of the group

She is the kind of quiet girl who is very understanding and beautiful. During one class, because I arrived late, there happened to be no one sitting next to her, so I naturally sat beside her.

The smell of blood terrified those around, causing their faces to change dramatically and their expressions to become grotesque

And my story has only just begun

In the very center, four middle-aged men were carrying an ancient bronze coffin. There were no fruits or grains placed on the altar, and everything exuded an eerie atmosphere

The crows at the horizon show no intention of flying away; they dive towards the funeral procession, resembling countless black arrows shooting downwards.

The aged voice is irresistible

Before Wang Hui drove away in his sports car, he mockingly told me that Wang Yajie was pregnant with his child, and then they left, leaving me alone to endure the mocking gazes of those around me

I was born in a mountain village with a long history. My parents had to go to the city to work and support the family from a young age, and my grandmother passed away early due to illness, so I grew up with my grandfather

My name is Yang Yun. I was 20 years old at the time of my funeral, and the phrase 'dying young' seems to have been specifically created for me. I did not die from illness, nor was it a car accident; the cause of my death is quite bizarre.

The coffin lid was lifted, revealing the corpse inside. It was a desiccated body, with hollow eyes wide open in a daze, presenting a most tragic and horrifying sight. However, the blood that had seeped into the coffin did not manifest, as if everything that had occurred before was merely an illusion

Ah! The funeral procession was met with a sudden and intense commotion

A person who is utterly despondent is irrational. That night, I left the school and returned to my home in the suburbs of Nanjing. Taking advantage of the fact that my parents had not yet come back from their night shift, I cut my wrist in the bathtub

Father! The women in the team, upon seeing this tragic corpse again, could not help but burst into tears

Before losing consciousness, I felt countless ghosts surrounding me, their faint voices calling out to me in a hazy manner

Looking at my ghostly reflection in the lake, I often recall the day of my transformation.

If I continue to consume the fresh blood of animals, the impurities within me will increase, and my movements will become as sluggish as a robot with rusted parts. I can no longer rely on the blood of animals to sustain the vitality of my body; I need human blood

On the anniversary of my one-year relationship with her, or rather, on the occasion of my one-year tenure as Wang Yajie's backup, I bought her a mobile phone as a gift

No, this month is the 7th month of the lunar calendar, which is the Ghost Month, the time of year when the yin energy is at its peak. Xiaoyun's body has already been delayed for a day; it must be buried within 72 hours.

Boom! The copper coffin is buried deep underground. A flash of blood light flickers in the wide-open eyes of the desiccated corpse, extremely eerie

"Hold steady for me, wait for the mountain rat to pass." A hoarse shout echoed from the middle of the ranks

Later, I came to realize that I was merely her backup, someone she used temporarily. Whenever she needed someone to fetch water, buy food, or reserve a seat, my role as a backup became evident

An unusual funeral has finally concluded without any major incidents

Amid the eerie sounds accompanying them, the funeral procession entered the depths of the mountain village's cemetery. As soon as they stepped into the graveyard, the strange noises inexplicably ceased. Everyone felt a sense of relief, and upon regaining their composure, they realized their clothes were already soaked.

When I learned from the person I loved the most that I was merely a backup, and when I discovered that the usually dignified and reserved goddess became a wanton woman in front of a wealthy second-generation, my worldview collapsed

Bang! Under the onslaught of the fierce wind, the heavy lid of the bronze coffin was lifted, crashing into the nearby stone forest and clearing a space.

With a loud bang, the pallbearer, startled, slipped and nearly toppled the bronze coffin off the cliff.

I secretly save all the living expenses my parents give me each month to buy her various gifts. No matter what she says, I fulfill her wishes

In this tranquil mountain village, the air is filled with the sound of weeping early in the morning, as a long procession slowly makes its way along the mountain path. The mournful cries linger in the mountains. Everyone is dressed in funeral garments, remaining silent.

Suddenly, the funeral procession was halted midway as a large group of glossy-haired mountain mice, head to tail, crossed in front of the procession, completely blocking the way.

As the mountain rat departed, a flock of blood-eyed crows flew in from the horizon, obscuring the sky and casting a deep black hue over the originally gray and dim weather

After the coffin was closed again, the funeral procession had not advanced far when a strange sound emerged from behind the procession, resembling the noise made by wind violently blowing through a small hole

I originally thought that this encounter would be like countless times before, each of us attending our classes and then leaving separately, with no interference between us. To my surprise, she actually turned her head and smiled at me when I sat down.

Have you ever witnessed the scene of crimson blood gushing from the vein in your left wrist? Have you never seen the scene of your own blood overwhelming you?

Buzz! The bronze coffin on the altar suddenly emitted a yellowish light, enveloping all the crows.

"Be quiet, and do not speak nonsense," said the aged voice sternly

However, she saw her standing next to a BMW sports car at the bottom of her dormitory building, kissing a handsome man

A sudden gust of foul wind shattered the spirit tablet on the altar, causing everyone to become weak in the knees, with some even losing control of their bowels and bladder.

Wow...

Stay steady! Don't look up at the sky!" An aged voice roared with all its might

"No one should look back at me! Those are unclean things, and anyone who sees them will be entangled by the filthy things." The authoritative voice of the elder suppressed the fear of the crowd

Through my relentless pursuit, she became my girlfriend, which can be considered a triumph for an underdog! Her name is Wang Yajie, and I am filled with hopes of living happily together, getting married, having children, and growing old together.

Before long, all the crows transformed into blood that dripped onto the lid of the copper coffin, continuously seeping into the coffin, where it was completely absorbed by a dry corpse inside. In the dim light, it seemed as if the terrifying fingers of that corpse moved slightly

The corpse has transformed! The corpse has transformed! The funeral procession is made up of ordinary people who have never witnessed such a terrifying scene, and they all scream in shock.

I have bled out completely, becoming a mere corpse, the culprit is a woman, my goddess.

Do not say anything more, we are already on the road, there is no turning back.

No matter how urgent it is, one cannot choose to be buried on the 14th day of the 7th lunar month, for today is the Ghost Festival, when the gates of hell are wide open and the hundred ghosts roam at night

I am not handsome, but I am also not someone who would be disliked, which is what people usually refer to as a "loser." Although I am not very muscular, my height of 184 cm can still provide enough sense of security.

I can only blame myself for being so foolish back then, trying to win her over by doing this and that, showering her with various attentions and putting on a show. At that time, the goddess often said to me "Hehe," "I'm going to sleep," "I'm going to take a shower," and I actually took her seriously. Damn, it truly is the fate of a born loser!

It was just like a scene from the most clichéd soap opera; I angrily rushed over to confront her. She said she despised my poverty and found me unattractive, implying that "you can only be my backup, don't think about changing the situation." At that moment, I confirmed my identity as a backup.

Watching my own blood surge out from the veins in my wrist, I felt a sense of liberation

"Bring the coffin lid back to me and cover it, we shall continue on our journey" The aged voice commanded the situation.

I stared blankly at the blood, watching my life ebb away. I felt increasingly powerless, growing colder, my vision blurring, as if my soul were about to float away

Because I committed suicide by cutting my wrists, the fresh blood in my body has also drained to the last drop, leaving me as a desiccated corpse

Ka Ka ... ...

Coming out of the mountain village, I did not have many tricks up my sleeve. Under the boundless expectations of my parents, I finally gained admission to a fairly good university, Nanjing University of Science and Technology. After entering university, I met her

My mouth was full of fresh blood, and I discarded the wild rabbit from which I had drained the blood. The scalding hot wave of blood exploded within me, and my sense of vitality had already dulled. I let out a slight sigh

This is a funeral, and it is my funeral. The coffin that will contain my body is a treasured heirloom passed down from my grandfather's ancestors, which he regarded as a precious item. This time, it has unexpectedly become my burial companion