Chapter 8 is about the interlude

1

I stayed up all night this night, chatting with Ji Ziyang about many things, such as how he met Feng's mother.

Ziyang said that he had wandering experience for a long time, I judged correctly, he died in the Qin Dynasty, it is really rare to see a ghost as old as him, ghosts also have ghost age, the longer the ghost age, the stronger the ability, but the physique is very weak. It's like an old man in his last years, with countless experiences and extraordinary wisdom, but he can't get rid of his old and sick body. Thistle Yang can easily scatter hundreds of ghosts and ghosts, but it is no match for the laws of nature. What would an old ghost who has been wandering for thousands of years be afraid of? The answer is: all. A light breeze, a light rain, or even a snowflake.

Ji Ziyang said that all the ghosts are afraid of him, so they avoid him from afar, and he has no offerings, and people like me who have yin and yang eyes can see him and avoid him. He said that there are two kinds of offerings, one is an offering from the family for the deceased, and the other is a sharing from the deceased. Obviously, no matter which point, it is not applicable to thistle Yang.

He said that he met Mama Feng in our old house in Beijing, and at that time he was already extremely weak, and his body had been blown away by the wind three times, and maybe in another hundred and eighty years, he would really cease to exist. It was drizzling that day, and his body was riddled with holes from the rain, and he sat under the eaves of our old house to hide from the rain. At that time, Feng's mother had already become her grandmother's ghost puppet, and she had no worries about food and clothing. She was also startled when she saw the down-and-out Thistle.

With Ji Ziyang's ability, as long as he moves his fingers, Feng's mother will be doomed. Even if you are a ghost puppet, there is no way to reverse the end of your soul. But Feng's mother didn't leave, she stood at the door for a while, and said something that saved Ji Ziyang's "ghost" life.

"If you can control yourself a little, I don't mind letting you take shelter from the rain in my house."

Ziyang, who was extremely weak, couldn't even do such a simple spell as piercing the wall. In the end, it was Feng's mother who called her grandmother and opened a crack in the door before letting Ziyang into the house.

"Your old lady doesn't like me, you're not the same as her, you don't seem to be afraid of me."

"Because you're not scary." I said it lightly, I didn't pay much attention to Ziyang's expression, I just listened to him suddenly say softly.

"Thank you."

I didn't really understand the meaning of these two words at the time, but after thinking about it, probably my fear of Ziyang offset his loneliness for thousands of years.

In the next two days, I didn't communicate much with Ziyang, he has been taking my shop as the center of the circle and constantly drawing a circle outward, I nested in the shop for two days, according to my grandmother, I have to prepare a few things before going to the ground, but most of the time I am sleeping, Ziyang told me to go to the tomb, as a person, you must play up the spirit of twelve. I slept dimly, and I got up early in the morning on the third day, it was only five o'clock, and I even made breakfast for myself and Ziyang without hurrying.

When I went out, I used yin and yang to scan around, and there was not even a ghost shadow within a radius of 100 meters, I looked at Ziyang, he was sitting in the co-pilot's seat, and the expression on his face was obvious, ofcourse, it'sme!

2

came to the tube building again, the time was just after eight o'clock, obviously Yun Ximing had not arrived yet, Dazhe texted last night that his morning plane would obviously not be too early. At the door of the building, there was only a tall and burly figure.

Uncle Scarface.

"Uncle Lu!" I greeted him from afar, he was stunned for a moment, walked over to me, and stood two meters away from me, and gave me a standard military salute.

"Retired sergeant of the Marine Corps of the Chinese People's Liberation Army, now a guard of the Ministry of Security, Lu Jianjun, reports to the head of the archaeological research advisory group."

I was stunned and quickly replied solemnly.

"Hello, accept your registration."

After successfully inviting Uncle Scarface that day, Vice Minister Zhou gave me his information.

Lu Jianjun, 43, a retired sergeant in the Marine Corps, is currently serving as a security guard in the Ministry of Security. The information shows that he has been serving his sick old father-in-law at home after he was discharged from the army, and it was not until three years ago that his wife, who was involved in archaeological work, disappeared during the archaeological process, and his father-in-law also died of a serious illness, that he agreed to work in the Ministry of Security, so that he could inquire about the whereabouts of his wife's scientific expedition team. To be honest, the uncle has a special temperament, that is, a temperament that can make people feel at ease.

"Uncle Lu, we don't need this in private, and I'm not used to the army, so I'll call me Xiao Kui, or girl."

The uncle's expression relaxed a little, and he grinned, which can be regarded as a smile. The scar on his face was even more terrifying when he grinned.

"Vice Minister Zhou is waiting for you in the office."

I nodded, followed him into the tube building, I inadvertently looked back, Ziyang followed behind me, I was a little relieved.

3

The tube building is still the same, the smell of disinfectant water is even heavier, and there are one or two patrol staff in the corridor, all wearing white coats. Is the office of the Ministry of Security going to be converted into a hospital?

Vice Minister Zhou was sitting in the office, he didn't make tea today, and I could see that his face was not very good, and he had heavy dark circles under his eyes.

"Oh, Xiao Kui, you're here. You sit down first, and I'll take care of something. ”

He was writing an essay, and I was sitting on the sofa with my uncle, and Ziyang was standing by the wall. Uncle told me that Vice Minister Zhou had been in the office for a day and a night, and he kept writing reports.

"What's wrong?" I whispered to my uncle.

The uncle frowned and shook his head. At this time, there was a voice outside the door.

"If you want me to say that you shouldn't have come..."

"You damn fat man shouldn't have come..."

"You two, please don't make a loud noise!"

There was a knock on the door, and three people walked in, and a staff member in white led the two men in.

"Comrade Lu, the two of them said they were looking for the deputy minister."

The uncle waved his hand and signaled that there was no problem with the white coat. The white coat stepped back, and I felt a behemoth wrap its arms around me from behind.

"Yin Yin! You see, I deliberately wore a police uniform today, is it very handsome? ”

Dazhe was in a hurry to show off his police uniform to me, and it was indeed very thin, and it seemed that Dazhe had lost a lot of weight compared to before.

"What are you doing? Let go. Yun Ximing leaned forward with a gloomy face, and the two of them suddenly tensed. I'm the worst at dealing with this kind of scene, so I simply hide outside the door and chat with Ziyang.

"Who are you talking to?" Yun Ximing followed.

"Nothing, talking to myself. What's wrong? ”

"The leader told us to go in."

The atmosphere in the office became oppressive, and Leader Zhou stood in the middle.

"Basically, the equipment you need, I have already sent it to the archaeological site, we can confirm some details today and then we can go, and the plane will be early tomorrow morning..."

The office door rang again, and it was still the same white coat as before.

"Vice Minister Zhou, I'm afraid you have to come here, Captain Chen is awake, but he's afraid... No more. ”