At night, Zhang Yi sat alone on the sofa in the living room, squinting at the white-headed starling bird perched on the window and grooming its feathers.

"What are you looking at?"

The starling bird spoke, and it seemed a little nervous.

"Little bird, I think you must know something I want to know, can you tell me" Zhang Yi said as he took out some bird food from his pocket, which was left over from the parrots that Wicker used to raise.

"First, please call Lao Tzu's full name Little Bird"

"Okay, birdie, what about the second?"

"The second is that you don't know my recipes."

"Oh! Then what do you want to eat, I'll get you the small one" Zhang Yi got up and smiled and put on a posture of an ancient shopkeeper.

He was secretly happy in his heart, because once people have needs, they must have something, then birds should be the same, and birds should be simpler and better to bribe, isn't there a saying that people die for money, birds die for food!

The little bird glanced at Zhang Yi with relentless eyes, and then flapped its wings and flew out of the window.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yi was overwhelmed by the inexplicable behavior of the little bird, and he immediately leaned on the window and shouted: "Come back, our topic is not over yet."

But it was pitch black outside, and there was no sign of the little bird, only the whining sound of the wind blowing through the locust tree.

Zhang Yi sat back on the sofa and suddenly heard the sound of wings waving, and then saw the little bird land on the edge of the window again.

"How about it, tell me that I'll find you the food you want to eat the most every day" Zhang Yi impatiently threw out the bait.

The little bird tilted its head and looked at Zhang Yi, then waved its wings and flew to the coffee table, its mouth was open, and dozens of black caterpillars kept pouring out of its thin mouth and falling to the ground.

The black caterpillars were still alive, and they squirmed everywhere on the ground one by one, and some even climbed onto Zhang Yi's trouser legs.

It was undoubtedly disgusting for Zhang Yi, who had a phobia of intensity, that he jumped up and dodged backwards like a spring on his feet, feeling his scalp tingling and getting a lot of goosebumps all over his body.

Zhang Yi patted his trouser leg and shouted, "Take it away, take it away." ”

"Quack! Lao Tzu is good for this bite, but as long as Lao Tzu wants Lao Tzu, there are countless delicacies, which will always be inexhaustible, quack......! ”

After saying that, the little bird flailed its wings and flew to the roof, then flew to the ground in a dive, and then flew out of the window in a circle. The whole action is smooth and fast, without any mud and water.

In an instant, the black caterpillars on the ground were gone, and there was not even a single one.

Suddenly, the temperature in the room plummeted, and a dark shadow appeared behind Zhang Yi.

Zhang Yi turned around vigilantly, picked up the bone knife casually and made a defensive posture.

After the last haunted house incident, Zhang Yi's favorability for this knife has increased a lot, and he also deliberately made a scabbard for it with cowhide and pinned it to the inside of his clothes, and he almost never leaves the knife.

The black shadow was tightly wrapped from neck to toe, and a huge hat was worn on his head, so that his drooping face could not be seen clearly.

"You're the hell"

Although Zhang Yi only has a one-sided relationship with this black shadow, his abnormal dress and behavior left a deep impression on him, and it is difficult not to remember it.

"I need your help"

The ghost cha spoke, and he spoke straight to the point, his voice still low and cold, with a kind of arrogance, as if he had forgotten that he was begging for help.

In the face of ghosts, Zhang Yi has no fear in his heart, but has a kind of perseverance, unremitting he is indiscriminate, unremitting he does his own thing, and does things unfairly.

"If you want me to help me, I'm going to help you, why?"

"Because I've got what you want to know here"

The words hit the nail on the head, Zhang Yi's body trembled, and he seemed to be unable to refute it, but he still wanted to struggle.

It's like two people competing in martial arts, one person only draws his sword, and the other person knows that he can't fight and falls down and admits defeat, so it's too shameless to lose.

"Why do you convince me that your words are true?" Zhang Yi struggled for face.

"You have no choice"

Another blow, Zhang Yi's struggle not only did not turn the tide for him, but turned it into a joke straightforwardly.

"You can ask now, and I'll get back to you right away" The ghost cha completely knocked out Zhang Yi and threw out another bait.

At this time, Zhang Yi, who was knocked down, had long forgotten the embarrassment of the rout, he let go of the arrogance that did not hold on for a second, and did not hesitate to bite the bait thrown by the ghost.

"Then I ask you why you only took that evil ghost that night and abandoned the old woman's ghost and ignored it, it is also harmful to people, one can only be destroyed, and the other can be reincarnated again, is this fair?"

The ghost did not hesitate and replied immediately.

"Fair!"

"Everything in the world has life, birth, old age, sickness and death are the laws of the world, which has long been predestined, but someone is breaking the rules, and sabotage is not abiding by the rules of the game, and they should be punished!"

Zhang Yi glanced at the ghost and gently placed the bone knife on the table.

"What are the rules of the game?"

"One life is reincarnated, one life is born, when the ghost is reincarnated as a human again, this is a rebirth, his rebirth not only brings hope and direction to the parents who gave birth to him, but also brings new blood to the society for progress

But if they don't know the preciousness of life and don't understand the nurturing grace of their parents, then it is disrespectful and blasphemous to life."

The ghost's voice was visibly much heavier, as if with a kind of anger.

"And then?"

"And then this is breaking the rules of the game, and this kind of person who does not respect life does not need to be a human again, but only needs to be gone after a hundred years."

"And what about in the next 100 years?"

Onicha sighed deeply, and he turned to look out the window with his hands behind his back, as if in deep thought.

"In this hundred years, their souls were imprisoned in the land of death for the first month, and after a month, they were able to break through the prison and become lonely ghosts wandering everywhere, and among them, they were the most helpless."

"Why?"

"Because when these lonely souls and wild ghosts wander away, they will find a substitute, and they will use their own cultivation to bewitch and confuse, and even directly let others end their lives in advance by his death.

Once the stand-in is successful, the Yin Si Soul Chasing Order will be automatically changed, and the wandering soul will become a soul, and we can only follow the map, there is no other way"

"So just waiting for these geists to find a stand-in without a way?"

"Yes, find the spirit and kill him, let him be scattered, or wait until a hundred years later, he will stay in the Yang World for too long, causing his spiritual power to be exhausted and his soul will be scattered

But it was too difficult, firstly, because they knew that they would be disillusioned if they couldn't find a stand-in, so they gave it a hundred years ago. There are also some uncontrollable factors in the cultivation of wandering souls that cause them to break through the taboo of soul flying and scattering, and their ability to stay in the world exceeds a hundred or even a thousand years

And these are more dangerous, they are like a timed Z-bomb that doesn't know when it will explode, or is always preparing to explode. ”

"Then no one is going to stop them?"

"Yes, that person is you"