Jian Ran sorted through the story as he drew talismans.
Based on the clues he had, he had already guessed the broad outline. There was only one last thing he needed to confirm.
"Do you know about coffin births?" Jian Ran suddenly asked in a mild tone.
Lu Yanting paused briefly, then said, "I've heard a few stories."
Because of his family's curse, he had begun encountering supernatural incidents like these at a very young age. His second uncle also worked at that sort of place, and the records he brought back were full of bizarre, outlandish stories.
After being exposed to them for so long, Lu Yanting could hardly avoid them even if he wanted to. Naturally, he had picked up quite a bit of firsthand information.
"Do you think they keep crying about being hungry because they were eaten alive? And now that they're dead, they want to eat back what they lost?" Jian Ran sounded as though he were discussing something perfectly ordinary, but what he described was jaw-dropping.
An ordinary person would probably have been too frightened to speak after hearing that.
But Lu Yanting was clearly no ordinary person. He remained as calm as ever, and a faint smile even curved his lips. "I think that's quite likely. Ghosts who suffer violent deaths like that have obsessions, after all."
"Whatever they lost in life is bound to become their obsession in death, especially those being controlled, unable to reincarnate of their own accord..."
Jian Ran smiled. "Who would've thought? You know quite a bit."
"No wonder..."
Before he could finish, urgent knocking sounded outside. "Jian Ran, Jian Ran, come out! Those paper figures are already at the door!"
"If we wait any longer, they might break in through the windows."
Jian Ran unhurriedly gathered the