Floating on the girl's head, Natsuhiko looked around.

When he saw the residential area and the pedestrians, Xia Yan was very excited.

Two days of solitude would not be difficult if you had a mobile phone, but Xia Yan didn't have a mobile phone, not even a book.

These two days of life are no less than the little black room that locked him up for two days!

At this moment, he was finally released, and he felt kind to everything he saw.

Turning a corner, Natsuhiko and the girl officially entered the residential area, but the residences here were a little dilapidated.

The girl walked to a dilapidated wooden house, took out the key and opened the door.

Entering the entrance, Natsuhiko's eyes were filled with faded floors and mottled walls.

It's really a house that looks the same as it looks.

The house has only one floor, the number of guards, and five rooms.

Removing the washroom and bathroom, there are three bedrooms left.

This size is already good in China, but in the island country, it is a bit poor.

It's a suburb.

It seems that the economic conditions of this host are not very good.

This made Xia Yan a little puzzled, how did a girl from a not very good family get away from his death so easily?

Although the girl didn't have much responsibility, but in the end it was a death case, he thought that the girl's family operated and exonerated the girl, but now it seems that the family does not have this ability.

Coming to the sofa, the girl put down her backpack, she first put the incense burner back in the shrine, and then took the iron pot into the kitchen to wash it and put it on the stove.

Xia Yan frowned: You actually used the pot to cook paper for me?

Fortunately, I'm a ghost and don't have to eat.

After putting the pot away, the girl continued to clean the kitchen, and Natsuhiko sat on the pot and watched.

With his chin propped up, he was watching a life movie.

When the girl finished cleaning, the bedroom door was opened, and a man came out of it.

The man looks slightly older than the girl and is supposed to be the girl's older brother.

The man sat down at the table and said to the girl in a commanding tone, "I want to eat noodles." ”

The girl silently took out the kitchen utensils and cooked the noodles.

The pot used to cook noodles is the one that burns paper for Natsuhiko.

Xia Yan glanced at the man sympathetically.

The man will lean back in his chair and squint at the girl: "Why did you come back, where did you fool around?" ”

The girl paused for a moment and replied, "Go and burn incense." ”

"Burn incense, for that dead ghost?" The man scoffed.

Xia Yan's eyes widened, is this dead ghost talking about himself?

The girl did not answer.

The man continued: "Give me ten thousand. ”

"I don't have any money." The girl's body shrunk.

10,000 yen is a lot of money for a student.

"Isn't grandma's money all with you?" The man's tone hardened.

"That's grandma's!" The girl took a step back.

"Isn't Grandma's mine?" The man became a little annoyed, and he stood up and pressed closer to the girl.

Xia Yan lay on top of the refrigerator, quietly watching the development of the situation, the girl had no friendship with him, and he had no idea of helping.

"No way!" The girl retreated to the innermost part of the kitchen.

"Don't forget who helped you settle that dead ghost's business!" The man stood in front of the maiden,

Hearing himself again, Xia Yan held his chin.

The girl's originally resolute expression immediately turned into hesitation.

Grabbing the girl's handle, the man continued, "If I hadn't taught you to run, you would have been arrested along with that truck driver by now!" ”

It turned out that he ran away, and the pot was lost to the truck driver?

Natsuhiko recalled the scene when he died, when he was walking around the corner of a three-way intersection when he was hit head-on by a girl on a bicycle and fell on the sidewalk.

Under normal circumstances, this is just a very ordinary collision that would not even cause injury, but it was at that time that a runaway truck rushed onto the sidewalk, resulting in Natsuhiko's death.

The truck hit the other side of the intersection, and it was normal for the driver not to see the girl, and there was no monitoring at the intersection, so the girl could easily escape.

"Did you hear that, hurry up and give me the money, the processing fee!" The man put his hand in front of the girl.

"If you hadn't told me that the brakes were broken, and you kept urging me, I wouldn't have hit anyone!" The girl clenched her fists and stared at the man.

"Oh? So you hit someone, can you blame me? The man put his face in front of the girl.

The girl's hardness just now was just an impulse, and she lowered her head: "No, no." ”

"Then go and get me the money, you murderer!" The man grabbed the girl's wrist and pushed her out of the kitchen.

The girl staggered two steps, holding on to the dining table to steady herself, and her slippers fell aside.

After putting on her shoes, she lowered her head and went to her bedroom, and took out a 10,000 yuan bill from a locked iron box.

Xia Yan glanced at the remaining money in the carton by the way, except for this 10,000 yuan banknote, the rest were 1,000 yuan denominations and coins, which added up to less than 100,000 yuan.

That's a lot of money for a high school student, but listening to the conversation between the two, the money is their grandmother's.

Re-locking the tin box, the girl went out of the room and gave the money to the man.

After getting the money, the man didn't bother the girl anymore, he quickly finished his supper and went back to his room.

The girl cleaned up the kitchen again and returned to her room.

The clock on the wall pointed to ten o'clock, and the girl set an alarm clock for half past six in the morning and nine in the evening, and turned off the lights.

The room was pitch black.

Xia Yan thought that he was going to spend a night in the dark, but he didn't expect that after the lights were turned off, his eyesight was not affected.

He could clearly see the girl lying on the bed, and clearly see the mottling on the wall.

Even more clearly than during the day.

Also, ghosts are creatures of the night, how can they not have the ability to see at night.

At the intersection before, because the street lights were bright at night, Xia Yan never noticed this.

Sitting on the chair in front of the desk, Xia Yan crossed his legs and summarized his abilities.

The first is the attempt made on the first day.

It can pierce walls, can fly, and basically has no consumption, but burrowing into the ground will quickly consume ghost power.

You can touch objects as long as you want to, but you can't do anything about them, and they feel strange to the touch.

Then came the unexpected discovery the next day.

It can be reduced, and the smallest is the size of the palm of your hand.

It can blow air, but only at the level of normal blowing.

Exposure to sunlight is not fatal, but it can lead to a depressive state.

Finally, and most importantly, the discovery just made.

Incense can be eaten, but unknown conditions need to be met.

It is possible to change the host, but it requires unknown conditions.

He tested his range of motion again, and it was a circle around the girl's radius of one and a half meters.

This range is not as good as before, but it was a attachment location before, and now it is dependent on humans, and it is normal to be different.

After recalling it again, Xia Yan made sure that there was nothing missing.

Summing up, he continued to experiment with his existence.

When it comes to ghosts, what other abilities are there?

The traditional skills of the Chinese ghosts, Xia Yan has already tried, but they are useless, and the only ones left are the traditional skills of foreign ghosts.

In island nations, the mention of ghosts has to mention an ability

- Mental power.

Putting his legs down, Natsuhiko stared at the notebook on the desk, trying to make it move.

His eyes widened with effort, his forehead furrowed with exertion, but the notebook didn't move.

Maybe it's too heavy?

Abandoning the notebook as a whole, Xia Yan stared at the cover of the notebook.

Open it!

Wow –

The notebook turned a page.

Really have a mind!

Xia Yan was overjoyed and tried again.

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa—

The notebook flipped quickly, and with a bang, the entire book was finished by Xia Yan.

Glancing at the girl on the bed, Xia Yan felt a little regretful.

The maiden is asleep and cannot be frightened.

By the way, what's the name of this girl?

Turning the notebook to the first page, Xia Yan saw a line of juanxiu words.

- Ruri Hoshino.