"What was that?" Liu Demin has some guesses in his heart, but after all, he is not an insider, he only knows that the picture just now tells the story of a female ghost.

"The ghost domain, generated by the ghost's obsession before death, is a replay of the ghost's memory." I said lightly, but my mind was still immersed in the ghost domain just now.

Is this the so-called love? I somehow feel a little complicated, as if I am still a little sad, but I am a living dead who does not know where to be complicated and sad.

"It's a pity! An infatuated woman. Liu Demin and others sighed on the side.

There is no one right or wrong in this world, and there is nothing wrong with standing in the position of a female ghost and taking back the precious wooden comb at all costs; Now in my position, there is nothing wrong with dispelling evil spirits...

The female ghost had completely dissipated, and the wooden comb lay quietly on the wasteland, as if nothing had happened except for the unrecognizable corpse.

I believe that with Liu Demin's energy, it can indeed make all this seem like it never happened, even if it really happened.

There was another trance in front of me, as if I saw Xiao Hei's figure, there was a man and a woman walking forward arm-in-arm in front of him, I could recognize it was He'er and Bai Langming, and looked back at me with a grateful smile, and then I smiled too...

When Liu Demin called me, I was staring at the rosewood comb, but unfortunately it was stolen goods and I couldn't get my hands on it.

Okay, the matter is over, Liu Demin has to deal with the final finishing touches, and I have to go back to my gloomy cabin to wait for the next commission.

At the moment I left, Liu Demin actually put down his busy work to see me off, and gave me a small package, which I accepted.

"Don't come to me in the future." I gave him a faint look.

Li Demin smiled, did not speak, turned around and left.

He didn't ask me about his grandfather until the end, but he could bear it, and I guess he had already made plans to find me again.

walked out of the police station and opened the package, and smiled, it was the rosewood comb, I didn't expect that Li Demin was such a fair person who knew how to abuse his power.

Suddenly it felt a little complicated.

It has been more than ten days since the last incident, and there have been no strange rumors in the city, it seems that Li Demin has done a good job, claiming that it is the revenge of the criminal group, and that "Zhang Feng" also died in the line of duty, and I don't know what award was awarded.

Everything is as usual, day after day of paper-cutting, from time to time someone will come to buy longevity paper, but there is no special commission, anyway, the ghost that was destroyed last time can add a few months of life to me, not worrying at all. Next time Xiao Hei comes up, I'll ask carefully.

Unlike before, I would take out a sandalwood comb and play with it in my spare time, trying to find the feeling I had last time, which would make me more like a living person, but unfortunately, I have not been able to experience it since.

At night, the white wind chimes hanging in front of my store rang, and I put away the wooden comb and stood up slowly, it seemed that a special guest had arrived.

Then a head poked out under my gaze, to the left, to the right, timidly. It's a little ghost, and I don't know what's going on in my store.

"Hey! Kid, what are you doing in my shop? I snorted coldly.

The little imp's body trembled, as if he was a little scared, but very conflicted, so he stuck his head there and didn't come in.

"Come in! I'm not going to eat you again. When the imp heard me say this, he was a little happy, and then the whole person got in.

It's a boy, about ten years old, with an apple face, and he looks a little cute, but the little shroud on his body reveals his identity - a little ghost with low strength.

In front of me, the little ghost lowered his head, stood in front of me seriously, his hands were close to his sides, and his big eyes glanced at me from time to time, with a little panic, like a child standing in front of the teacher to admit his mistakes.

I was still indifferent, but out of professionalism I asked, "Say it!" Why did you come to me? ”

"I... I..."The little ghost was so stumbling that he couldn't speak clearly.

My face sank, "Come on, I don't have much time for you to ink." ”

The little ghost was obviously frightened by me again, and tears rolled in his eyes, "I want you to help me deliver a message." Suddenly plucked up the courage to say loudly.

"Message?" I looked at him with interest, "Do you know my rules here?" ”

"Know... Know, five ghost hairs. "He's a little bit unconfident.

Ghost hair is condensed by ghosts with their own yin qi, which has many uses, can gather yin qi, can be used to refine medicine, and many ghosts are used to make transactions with people in the industry, such as passing words, bringing oral messages, and so on.

Ordinary people will only receive one or two ghost hairs as compensation, and our vein opening is five, after all, the objects of business are different, and the number of ghost hairs condensed according to the strength of the ghost is different.

They only dare to trade with ordinary ghosts because of their lack of strength, and they are worried that powerful ghosts will fight back, but we are trading with powerful ghosts.

"Did you take it out?" In my eyes, this little ghost who has just died not long ago should not be able to condense even a single ghost hair.

"I can't." His little head was lower, but he just didn't go.

"I can't say anything about that, I'm not a good person, if I come to you every day, I can't drink the northwest wind." I shouted coldly, trying to drive this trouble-seeking little ghost away.

The little ghost is still wronged, and he has to cry, but unfortunately the ghost has no tears.

Then it seemed to have made some kind of determination, "Big brother, please, I'll be an envoy ghost for you." ”

I was stunned, what was I going to do, and I was willing to be my envoy ghost, and I couldn't help but be a little curious.

The so-called envoy ghost is a soul who willingly signs a contract with a warlock, and this contract is not an exaggeration to call the deed of sale, after signing, it will always be controlled by the warlock, never turn over, not reincarnated, even if the warlock dies, he has the right to leave the ghost to future generations to renew the contract, it can be said to endure loneliness for eternity.

This is completely different from the evil sorcerer's method of raising imps, it can be said that one in the sky and one underground, the sorcerer needs to feed the imp with essence blood every day to prevent it from backlashing, and the imperial ghost will not, only let the warlock go.

So generally few ghosts are willing to be envoys and ghosts, but as a descendant of the paper-cutting people, even if they want to envoy ghosts, they won't look for such a weak one, and it's useless to sign a contract, and they can't help in battle, not to mention, they will drag their feet.

"I want Mom and Dad to reconcile, please, big brother." He plucked up the courage to pull my sleeve and prayed to me.

I didn't stop him, just a little silence, Mom and Dad, what a strange word.

The little ghost thought that I didn't agree, rubbed his eyes, and shook my arm vigorously, "Big brother, I can do anything, really, I can do anything." The childish voice was full of pleading.

Maybe it's because I've seen the story of that female ghost, or maybe I want to see the so-called father's love and mother's love, and finally I accepted it indifferently.

"Okay, I'll take this commission."

"Great, great." The imp jumped up for joy, a little incredulous, and circled around me.

"How did you get me here?" I looked at the imp and asked, and he knew I needed five ghost hairs.

"I... I've found a lot of people who know the underworld, but they don't want to trade with me. The little ghost was a little depressed, and finally I heard an old man say that I could go to the big brother and give it a try. ”

The relationship is to treat me here as the last stop, and I guess if he hits a wall here again, he should give up.

"Although your strength is low, I don't make a loss-making deal." Make it clear to him so that no one will say that I am a bully. Anyway, in the end, the contract still has to be signed, and the fight can't help, and the chores are still barely okay.

"Well, I know, my mother told me that my husband is hard to chase after him." As he spoke, he patted his chest, as if he wasn't worried about the ghost contract at all.

"Big brother, do you want to sign a contract now? As long as you don't lie to me, a few people tried to lie to me and I found out, and then I ran away. As he spoke, there was a sly flash in his eyes.

"No, my rule in this vein is to do things first, and then get paid." After listening to me, the little ghost breathed a sigh of relief.

"Aren't you afraid I'll run away? I mean—" He regretted it as soon as he said it, afraid that I would misunderstand something.

"Humph! Run, no ghost has dared to take the reward of my Netherworld Papercutter. I said coldly, and the imp was obviously frightened by me, and stayed still.

"Is your commission really as simple as a message?"

I have always been skeptical of this little ghost's words, if it is so simple, how can those colleagues before me not take it, and the ghosts that blow in the wind will not want it?

"But... Possibly! He began to stammer again, and at a glance he knew it wasn't that easy.

"Forget it, since you're all ready to go next, you don't need to say so much." I prefer to be clean, and besides, this task is a casual game, and idleness is idleness.

Finally the little ghost told me that his name was Li Chen, Mu Zi Li, and that his mother wanted him to be as vigorous as the morning of the day. Unfortunately, it didn't help to choose a good name, he died of a heart attack at the age of eleven, and today it has been a year since his death.

He said it was like a congenital heart attack, and his father couldn't get him to the hospital in time because he was busy with work, and finally died in his mother's arms.

Later, because he was worried that his parents would quarrel over his affairs, this obsession remained in the world.

In fact, it is true, although the two have not divorced but have separated, Li Chen is even more unable to reincarnate, but has been looking for someone to help. Until they found me...