Guo Yanfang was obviously stunned, and then reacted that the thing in his chest was discovered, and he touched the pocket on his chest embarrassedly: "When you are bored, you will come to one." ”

"Cough hard, smoke less." Jiang Futing advised, and continued to go back to the coffee table to rummage for things.

Guo Yanfang didn't have any smell of smoke on his body, and asking like that just now was just a temptation, but Guo Yanfang obviously didn't want to tell him.

He touched it again, and looked through the perspective of the living room extending into the hallway, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

Jiang Futing slowly stood up and patted the dust on his pants: "There is no here, I'll see if it's in the kitchen." ”

As he spoke, he continued to look at the surrounding environment, and after making sure that he couldn't find anything unusual, he felt for a school card in his pocket for a long time, and threw it into the corridor before Guo Yanfang came.

The ghost energy at the fingertips surged out at the same time as the school card flew out, firmly controlling the school card, and then hiding it under the cabinet in the corner.

After Jiang Futing made sure that there was no problem after doing all this, he began to look around in the kitchen, but there was still nothing.

When Guo Yanfang came in, he happened to see him at a loss: "Haven't you found it yet?" ”

"Nope." Jiang Futing shook his head: "Maybe it fell to the ground, where did you kick it." ”

Guo Yanfang didn't expect that it would be delayed for so long to get something, and it would be so troublesome: "I'll help you take a look." ”

"I'm in trouble." Jiang Futing did not refuse.

He kept hanging his head and looking around, and the ghost aura in his palm spread out around him like a faint thin breath, permeating every corner of the room.

His ghost energy can't make a strong attack power, but basic probing is still no problem.

But after searching all the way, there was really no abnormality, Jiang Futing was very careful and careful, and basically did not let go of anything.

He was even a little self-doubtful and wanted to call Bai Tang to confirm.

Jiang Futing twisted his eyebrows, and was about to go directly to the direction of the corridor to pick up his school card, when Guo Yanfang suddenly stopped him, "Didn't it fall in the kitchen or living room?" ”

Jiang Futing turned his head to look at his unnatural expression, and pointed in the direction of the end of the corridor: "It seems to have fallen there, I just saw the reflection." ”

"Oh, then hurry up, my daughter may be back in a moment." Guo Yanfang began to sit still a little, and there was a hint of urging in his tone.

"Okay." Jiang Futing answered, walked over and continued to pretend to grope on the ground.

The door of the bathroom happened to be open, and you could directly see that there was nothing inside, and the other room was his daughter's, and people like Guo Yanfang would not usually open their daughter's room casually, leaving only the innermost room of his own.

Jiang Futing frowned, he wasn't sure if there was anything inside, but he had to find a way to open it and take a look.

Approaching the end of the corridor little by little, Jiang Futing slowly bent down.

"Did you find it?" Guo Yanfang's urging voice came from his body again.

"Found it." Jiang Futing replied unhurriedly.

The slender knuckles kept groping for the school card, but the more they grabbed it, the more they stuck under the gap in the cabinet, Jiang Futing raised his eyebrows, and one of his fingers hooked it on the school card.

The school sign under the cabinet suddenly flew out, swept towards Guo Yanfang's door with a 360-degree rotation, and then stuck firmly on the crack of the door.

Jiang Futing smiled apologetically again, turned his head to look at the person behind him: "The floor is too slippery." ”

He slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, and walked towards the door in the bright light.

Guo Yanfang followed the direction he moved, the expression on his face began to become more and more nervous, and his dry lips were tightly pursed and he didn't dare to speak.

Jiang Futing didn't squat down this time, and directly bent down to pick it up.

His movements were slow, and his ears listened attentively to what was going on inside.

At the moment when his body came into contact with the school badge, the pocket watch that had been hidden in his pocket accidentally fell to the ground and rolled twice on the wooden floor.

The button on it couldn't be stuck, and when it fell like this, the lid was directly lifted, and the photos inside were exposed to the air, and the transparent glass on it reflected a bright light.

"How do you have this?" Guo Yanfang was shocked the moment he saw the pocket watch, and pushed the wheelchair over immediately.

While Jiang Futing picked up the school card, he picked up the pocket watch by the way: "Xu Ping ran too fast and fell, and I just picked him up, and I haven't had time to return him." ”

"Or you give it to me." Guo Yanfang didn't even think about blurting out.

"Don't you have one?" Jiang Futing carefully fastened the lid on the pocket watch and blew the dirty things on it.

"I ......" Guo Yanfang was suddenly speechless, and said without confidence: "I'll keep it for him." ”

"No, I'll let my senior brother pay him back with my own hands." Jiang Futing said politely, and bent down to him again: "I'm bothering you tonight." ”

"But he's now." Guo Yanfang's words came to his mouth and swallowed again, and his eyes kept looking at the pocket watch in his hand.

"What's going on now?" Jiang Futing pretended to look at him inexplicably.

Guo Yanfang's expression struggled, and he lowered his head: "It's okay." ”

When Jiang Futing walked to the door, he maintained a calm and breezy appearance, turned to the somewhat disappointed face in the room and said, "Thank you." ”

The way Guo Yanfang looked at him just now made him feel guilty in his heart, but now is not the time to be soft-hearted.

Jiang Futing leaned against the corner of the stairs on the first floor, looking up at the gloomy weather outside, although it was winter, there would be endless small flying insects swaying there under the lampshade of the street lamp, fluttering their wings.

He is also betting, betting on whether Xu Ping will come out.

But according to his understanding, Xu Ping will most likely come out.

But what made him wonder was why he couldn't feel the ghost qi on Xu Ping's body.

The images on the bus last night suddenly came to his mind, the shocking bloodstains on the glass windows, the roars of the crowd drowned in the darkness.

But he didn't notice anything, and these things were all illusions, just like the space of that moment was suddenly out of order.

Jiang Futing subconsciously thought of the computer that Bai Tang was playing with, and pinched his eyebrows.

Time passed by little by little, and those dark eyes were staring at the small flower bed outside the building, Jiang Futing's standing posture was always straight, like a pine and cypress standing still in the cold night.

The damp air grew heavier and heavier, and it wasn't long before he felt something float in and cling to his face.

Icy cold.

He stretched out his finger and wiped it, looking at his fingertips, the ice chips on his fingertips had melted into a small puddle of water.

When I looked up again, the lights outside the building were already thin, and the night was getting thicker, and the fine white dots were falling sporadically.

Jiang Futing raised his arm and felt the slight coolness of his palm. Earlier than the content of the weather forecast.

Hearing a slight movement from above, he jerked back to look at the young man who was almost merging with the darkness of the staircase.

Xu Ping had a satisfied smile on his face, but the worry in his eyes flashed, "You are really persevering." ”

Jiang Futing withdrew his hand in mid-air and followed the snow, shook off the clothes on his body, and looked at him with Ling Ran's eyes: "Where is the task."

"Let's go, then." Xu Ping said that he took the lead in coming out, brushed his shoulder, walked out of the building, and suddenly stood in the snow and turned around, "What else do you have to do?" ”

Jiang Futing had been observing him from beginning to end, and now he was sure that the other party really had no ghost energy at all, and his soul was very clean, if he hadn't known it in advance, he would have thought that the person in front of him was an ordinary person.

It's no wonder that I didn't feel anything at Guo Yanfang's house just now.

Jiang Futing's eyebrows froze, and the moment his body quickly rushed towards Xu Ping, the ghost qi in his hand suddenly surged.

When he stopped in front of Xu Ping, the ghost qi in his hand was like a rope wrapped around his neck.

Xu Ping's reaction was very slow, this was his second conclusion, it was very likely that the ghost path that Xu Ping had cultivated for twenty years was gone.

When Jiang Futing met his natural and frank face, his eyes became sharper and sharper, but the ghost qi in his hand could still cause substantial damage to him.

He said lightly: "What's the matter with the ghost qi on your body?"

Xu Ping didn't speak, standing silently in front of him, looking at him calmly.

Jiang Futing hesitated, tightened the ghost qi controlled in his hand, and those black lines pulled each other hard, gradually tightening.

Xu Ping's face began to struggle because of the pain, and even his soul became a little transparent.

He let go of his hand a little and said coldly: "I have no intention of hurting you, as long as you tell me what's going on."

Xu Ping pulled the many on his neck with both hands

The black silk thread finally felt a little better, and then he suddenly spoke: "Someone told me that I can come back to life."

Jiang Futing was surprised when he heard this, and bowed his head to him and motioned for him to continue,

Xu Ping's expression changed, and he no longer struggled: "I took a ghost path to exchange with him, that's how it is now, I say it's a life, it's just a fake life, but it's similar to an ordinary person walking on the street." It's just that there is no ghost qi at all, and you can no longer cultivate the Tao. ”

The ghost has no ghost energy, and the soul seems to be covered with a layer of yang energy, no wonder it can't be seen at all, but the essence is a ghost after all.

Jiang Futing locked his eyebrows: "Then what do you do for a living?" What is the difference between a ghost without a ghost and a human without life? ”

Xu Ping was stunned, his eyes dodged and turned his head, a little weak, "To live in a fake state, you need to constantly suck the yang energy of living beings." ”

After he finished speaking, he hurriedly defended: "But I can't hurt anyone!" Flowers, plants, and animals can be! ”

Jiang Futing looked at him solemnly, such a soul probably couldn't be reincarnated.

A lifetime of wandering, immortal and immortal, but with no strength, he can only wander in the world forever.

"Who's that man?" He continued to ask.

Xu Ping frowned: "I didn't see it."

Jiang Futing didn't speak, just looked at him in a stalemate, his expression was like a sharp knife, and his body was as fierce as a huge wave sweeping Xu Ping.

But the other party's expression was as usual, and the certainty in his eyes did not waver in the slightest.

Jiang Futing's aura was raised, and he looked indifferent and untouchable, Xu Ping probably really didn't know, but he was still a little disappointed that Xu Ping chose to do this.

The human spirit is a great supplement for ghosts, and who can guarantee that in a long time, living in such an environment surrounded by various temptations, can always stick to their hearts.

Who can guarantee that everything in this world is immutable, and there will be no unexpected factors.

(End of chapter)