Chapter 16: I Talk to the Dead

CHAPTER XVI

"Don't pay attention to the shopkeeper, this is a crazy monk."

The people who ate the Lantern Festival on the side couldn't stand it, this crazy monk stayed here for a long time, and when he saw people, he would send a plausible sentence, and he couldn't do it.

After the words of the surrounding people came out, pedestrians stopped one after another.

The small shop was full of people, so busy that the master was dizzy, but he didn't pay attention to when the monk disappeared.

However, is there no intention to insert willows?

The crazy monk, his eyes are as clear as a mirror, and there is always a sense of illusion of piercing the soul when he shoots straight through, and he didn't believe in the ghosts and gods of this Laoshizi, and he has never worshiped the temple to worship the Buddha, but now his soul is piercing Zhou Xiaochuan, and what he has seen and heard in the past few months can't help but think about it.

"So who is the monk?" Subconsciously muttered.

"Master Wumo."

"What?"

was bathing and suddenly inserted a sentence, you are a lonely ghost, why do you have to follow an inch.

"Do you really think you have the looks I can look at?"

The dead ghost looked disgusted, and his head was all on his face. He's not interested in watching others take a shower and change clothes! But if he is farther away, he will really disappear.

Now the only trace hanging from him is the jade pendant.

"Where are you looking!"

Take a good bath, there is a person next to me, I am very uncomfortable, uncomfortable and tight.

didn't want to die without eyes, but he looked at it directly, and his heart was stared at with straight hair.

Yo ho! Looking at his body, this dead ghost is really not an ordinary person, and he can afford to be a beautiful embryo.

"Who looks at you, I said it's this jade!"

What kind of expression is that, he is the young master of the general's mansion, he has read poetry and books since he was a child, how can he be like this scoundrel, he lacks family etiquette so much, and thinks of others so dirty!

Jade? What jade?

"Oh, this piece around my neck?"

The shape is very ordinary, and after wearing it these days, there is nothing special about it.

"The name of this jade is called chasing the soul, and the jade pendant of the person who sent it contains infinite power."

I'll go, this kind of second-class thing, it's just a beep, isn't it an ordinary crossing, and there are such gold fingers that should belong to me as a guest in this time and space? Could it be that the spatio-temporal system is out of order?

(System belly slander: You are confused, your whole family is confused, you are a little suffer!) )

Zhou Xiaochuan (ghost) was often sick when he was young, and he was not a strong person. So he looked for doctors and medicines, hoping to make up for the deficiency. One day, a monk came to the door, and the general's wife said that his son had a fateful catastrophe, only this jade can be worth one or two, if even the jade can not reach, then the limit has been reached. The mother's wife was a Taoist family, and in this important matter, she would rather believe it, so she invited the jade pendant down, and after going to the temple to open the light, she has been hanging on his neck.

In order to appease his mother, he wore it on his body from time to time. When the arrow was hit that day, he died, but he did not return to nothing, he was sucked into it by the jade pendant, in the two months of the scoundrel kneeling in the ancestral hall, he could only stay in the jade, that day did not come out, what he saw was the back of the scoundrel's punishment kneeling, from childhood to adulthood, because of the conspiracy, in and out of the flower building innumerable, this ancestral hall also knelt I don't know how many times, but the first to know what the "self" kneeling in the ancestral hall is like, mixed feelings, called a sentence.

But he answered.

For a moment, speechless.

Help him, how can a ghost help him?

He is just a ghost, if he unfortunately disperses under the blue sky and white sun one day, no one will remember what kind of temperament he Zhou Xiaochuan is.

But even if he is alive, how many people remember him?

In the past 20 years, whether it is muddy or conscientious, exhausted, exhausted to the point of not even caring about life and death, just because when the arrows fly, he knows that there is really no one in this world to cherish and understand his peers and him。。。。。。

Then the defenses were lifted and left to their own devices.

"That's why you, the ghost doesn't go away now?"

The master got dressed and looked at the piece of jade on his neck, very curious.

But tentacles really aren't special.

Zhou Xiaochuan's (ghost) thoughts were interrupted, this person was the biggest variable after his death, he hated him again and again, took everything he had, and congratulated himself again. He wanted to look at the other man, to carry what he carried, to walk the way he walked, and although he had ridiculed this scoundrel, he also hoped that with this hopeless road, one would get a different result from him.

"What's your name?"

After a long time, with this person day and night, day and night, Fang remembered that he had never asked anything about him, and so did he.

"He Yanhuan."

"What is my father's surname, Yan is my mother's, He Yan's joy is me."

The parents' wishes are all in the name. Although the second elder is extremely unreliable on weekdays, my father feels most sorry for my mother, my father is not there, and I am the most distressed about my mother. But when I was in the car accident that day, I was pushed out of the car window by those two hands.

"Huanhuan, you have to live well."

Is it good to live? Daddy, Mom, how did you ever think that I was here now? If they were still alive, that would only make them sad.

If it's gone, it's gone, and you can tell the difference between reality and delusion.

"How did you die?"

Is there anyone who asks when someone dies so bluntly? What about the etiquette of your noble son, Zhou Xiaochuan? Was it eaten by Erha?

"Sleep and sleep, right? Or was it starved to death? ”

(System: Little scoundrel, this way of dying is too strange to be unheard of.) )

"Or did you freeze to death? Actually, I don't know. ”

I'm lying on the beach, but in the hot summer, I won't freeze to death?

Until now, I don't know why I'm dead, I didn't eat breakfast, and I didn't starve to death when I slept at night in the summer, right?

Looks like God is really going to take me? How could this be? Thinking about it like this, this way of dying is too embarrassing.

"Do you have a table, then?"

Table? Zhou Dashao, that's ancient times, I'm in the 21st century, there are no young people, what kind of words do you want?

"Nope."

It turned out that he was really a street gangster.

There is no name and no words, three meals are not full, and the matter of cooking, as well as the bad words in the hand.

"What's going on in your head?"

"I wonder if you're a beggar?"

"Get out of the way, you're a beggar."

How long does the brain circuit have to be to make up such a result? If he didn't make it clear to him, he wouldn't know what to think!

Troublesome!

"Come and sit down, don't get tired from standing."

He is not tired of being a ghost, but the master has been leaning his neck very uncomfortable, and the quilt is warm, and I don't want to sit up.

Zhou Xiaochuan found a place to sit down.

"As for me, I live in a world that is completely different from this place. Just because I was too lazy to move at the time, when I woke up, it came to your body, and your wife grabbed her sleeve and cried tears. I'm supposed to be older than you! ”

I'm an elder.

"How old are you?"

"Twenty-three!"

This person behaves so naively, how can he already be crowned!

"Is there a match?"

"Matching? Twenty-three is going to get married? I'm still young, okay! What are you kidding, why are you getting married so early? ”

Co-authored this week, Xiaochuan is now in the business of a matchmaker.

"Sixteen for women and eighteen for men is the time of marriage leave, and if you are not married, you will not be with outsiders."

"Zhou Xiaochuan, you compare women to me, you wait for me."

This kid just turned nineteen this year, and he dares to tease me. See if I don't clean you up!

picked up the pillow and threw it over, roaring, the little body is good, and he hid it. The young master got down from the couch, went straight to the man, raised his hand and slapped him on the head, the bear child should teach him a lesson!

The touch of the hair under his hand was extremely real.

The kid on the other side made me stunned.

"Slow down, Zhou Xiaochuan, did you notice?"

The master is a little excited now, thinking that this kid is a ghost, following me these days, but just now the touch is clearly a person, excited, the master wants to see the ghost become a human!

"You just ...... Hit me? ”

Zhou Xiaochuan couldn't believe that for many days, he had not completely convinced himself that he was dead. The warmth that came from the top of his head just now made him feel very unreal.

"Do you want to try again?"

The master teased him, this is the first time I have seen him so well-behaved.

"Hmm."

Zhou Xiaochuan closed his eyes and was ready to bear the slap.

There was no slap on the head, but he fell into a warm embrace.

"Is it warm?"

"Hmm