Obviously, Zhang Yi's words touched the little boy's heart, his face sank, and he directly rose into the air and rushed straight at Zhang Yi with black smoke.

After two life-and-death struggles with ghosts, and swallowing Du Yu's ghost pill, the current Zhang Yi is no longer what it used to be. What's more, now he is just facing a little wanderer who has only been cultivating for two months.

The black smoke brought up the surrounding leaves, which seemed to be about to explode in front of Zhang Yi's eyes. Zhang Yi sneered, and dodged the boy's attack with a light flash at lightning speed.

When the boy was about to turn around and attack for the second time, he heard a muffled sound behind him, and Zhang Yi had already punched him in the back at some point.

In an instant, a translucent figure flew out of the boy and fell to the surface of the lake, but it did not cause any splash, not even a ripple.

Just as the boy on the shore was about to fall, Zhang Yi ran and hugged the boy again, catching him on the grass by the tree.

"I've only been a ghost for a few months, I don't know how to regret the mistakes of this life, and I hurriedly find a substitute to find a way out, I can't keep you."

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he took out the bone knife from his arms and waved it casually, emitting a yellow light from the knife and heading straight towards the ghost.

All of this left the wandering ghost defenseless, and the yellow light from the bone knife passed through the very center of his body, splitting him in two.

The wandering ghost let out a miserable scream, and his transparent figure crumbled and disintegrated, disappearing into countless clouds of dust and disappearing into the air.

Zhang Yi looked at the wandering ghost who had completely disappeared, and a trace of desolation and helplessness appeared on his cold face, "Your death two months ago caused an uproar in the whole city, and I should have dealt with you at that time, but because of some delays, I didn't expect you to be an urgent person, so I immediately looked for a stand-in." ”

After that, he turned around and walked to the boy's side, looked at the boy for a long time and said: "If you don't have the idea of suicide, he won't find you, sometimes the road to learning is really overwhelming, but in this environment, if you can't change him, you have to learn to adapt, after all, you are not a god or a man, and if you are a man, you have to go through this life well." ”

After Zhang Yi finished speaking, he stretched out his right hand and opened his five fingers to put it on the boy's forehead, and in an instant, a lot of black evil qi poured out from the boy's forehead, Zhang Yi swallowed it into his stomach with one mouth, and then shivered all over his body, and then he was as light as after sex.

This evil qi was left by the wandering ghost just now, and if you don't remove the yin qi on the boy's body at all times, it will often provoke unclean things.

"Kanazawa, Kanazawa, where are you?"

In the distance, the voices of men and women were heard in a hurry, with anxiety in their voices, as if they were calling out people's names.

"There, I saw it," the man's voice shouted excitedly, and then the two men ran to the tree in excitement and hugged the boy who was lying there.

At this time, the boy also woke up, and the three of them hugged each other, like a reunion after a long absence, and like a rebirth again.

Zhang Yi watched all this behind a big tree not far away, a leaf slowly fell from his eyes, he gently stretched out his hand, the leaf fell on his palm, he looked at the glowing leaves in his palm, and his lips opened slightly: "I hope you should respect each other and revere life after this time." ”

A crisp and pleasant mobile phone ringtone, Zhang Yi picked up the mobile phone and connected it.

"Brother Yi, where are you, I haven't seen your figure after I have sent it?"

It was Wicker who called, and when he heard Wicker's question, Zhang Yicai realized that he had forgotten about the matter of handing out leaflets, but when he saw that the time had reached nine o'clock, the people who bought vegetables in the vegetable market had already left, so he had to wait until the evening to go to the nearby night market to publicize it.

Zhang Yi explained the situation to the wicker and was ready to go to the studio to see, recently Zhang Yi had some money on hand, so he rented the second floor of the studio to prepare to expand the scale, this period of time in addition to publicity also needs to decorate the store and recruit teachers.

According to Zhang Yi's plan, the wicker was brought from the funeral supplies store to be responsible for the enrollment work, the wicker is a person who can speak well, and has a wide range of contacts, and it must be a perfect match to be responsible for admissions, and his funeral supplies store willow catkins are enough for one person.

Another idea is to quit Li Xiaoya's job and let her come back to work as a front desk in the studio, she is a strong person, judging from the current situation, her current work is not easy, although she is reluctant to say, but Zhang Yi can see from her tired body and sweaty appearance every time she comes back.

After a period of getting along, Zhang Yi basically got to know Li Xiaoya, she is a self-reliant but money-loving person, but she doesn't like to take advantage of others and ask for help from others, although she has been a young lady before, it has not affected her character.

Zhang Yi stuffed the flyer into his backpack and walked quickly across the street towards the studio.

It was about a kilometer away from the studio, and there was no direct bus, and he was reluctant to take a taxi for this short kilometer, so he had to brave the 40°C heat to run quickly.

The summer in Jiangnan is the kind of dry and hot type, there is not a trace of wind in the air, and even the leaves fall from the sky and hit the ground straight.

There were very few pedestrians on the road, but there were twice as many cars as usual, and everyone was very impatient under the scorching sun, constantly pressing the horn in the car, which made a lot more noise on the hot street, which made people even more upset.

After walking less than two hundred meters, Zhang Yi was already soaked, and large beads of sweat flowed down his cheeks, some of which flowed into the corners of his eyes, making his eyes feel painful and unable to open them.

Zhang Yi wiped his eyes with his sleeves, reluctantly opened his eyes and quickly ran to the shadows of each eaves.

Suddenly, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and then his nose was sore, as if he felt that he had encountered something sad and wanted to cry.

"Why is there such an inexplicable sadness, what did I just think of?" Zhang Yi covered his chest with one hand and sat down next to the glass door of a building.

This building is the tallest building in Jialin City, and it is also the most prosperous building, called Honglin Building, which brings together restaurants, supermarkets, finance and other industries.

A group of children rushed out of the bookstore on the first floor of the building, seemingly unafraid of the scorching sun, laughing and running towards the square in the 40°C heat.

In the very center of the square stands a propagandist dressed in a Brown Bear inflatable doll . The propagandist didn't seem to care about the hot temperature, she braved the heat and kept jumping to hand out the flyers in her hands to the children, his cute and honest cartoon appearance made the children happy, so they took the leaflets and did not walk away immediately, but circled around the Brown Bear propagandist, was stroking, and some even took pictures with him with their mobile phones.

The Brown Bear propagandist was not angry at the children's fighting, he was happy to cooperate with the children to take pictures, and even used his bulging face to touch the children's faces, which attracted the children's cheers.

Zhang Yi looked at everything that was innocent and harmonious, and thought that under the brown bear hood, there should be a cute girl with a childlike heart, although life is tiring, but there is no lack of confidence and pursuit in life.

When he thought of this, Zhang Yi suddenly found that the Brown Bear propagandist seemed to be looking at him, but Zhang Yi smiled and immediately vetoed it, because the Brown Bear propagandist was wearing a Brown Bear doll suit, and his eyes were completely unknown to the position in the Brown Bear doll suit, so how could he judge that he was looking at Zhang Yi.

Maybe that brown bear is just the head is right in his direction, thinking of this, Zhang Yi somehow felt another sharp pain in his chest, his nose was sore, and two hot liquids slid down the corners of his eyes.

"What's wrong with me, how can I cry?"