Zhuang Pingping was born in 1989 and died in 2006 at the age of 17.

She's a little different, like many children. Her parents sent her to Zhangcun Primary School when Pingping was five years old.

What followed was six uneventful years.

The results are not good, nor are they bad.

The parents are busy with the farm, because they still have two younger brothers to take care of at home, and rarely care about their daughter.

Pingping is a very sensible eldest daughter, she doesn't cry or make trouble since she was a child, she will help her parents farm after school, and she has a calm and indifferent attitude in the face of everything.

Until she was about to graduate from high school, her parents had high hopes for their daughter, hoping that Pingping would be admitted to a good university, and that she would be able to contribute to the tuition and miscellaneous expenses of her two younger brothers earlier in the future and subsidize the family as soon as possible.

"——I'm Zhuang Pingping, and I'm three hundred and sixty-five days away from the college entrance examination."

A bland tone, a calm and calm mood.

What is a good university? Her parents did not explain it to her in detail.

Pingping doesn't have this concept either, the reference in her life is the classmates around her who have excellent grades, and she will write down these words in the mouths of her classmates 985 and 211, and ask her roommate to look it up in the big ass computer of the Internet café when she goes out.

When Pingping knows the meaning of "good university", an indescribable pressure begins to arise in her heart.

Her grades are still not good, nor are they bad. But if you want to excel, it's a fantasy.

She is still sensible, still hardworking, the more she looks at the workbook borrowed by her classmates, the more frightened she becomes, she scratches the answers written by her classmates little by little, and when she does it again, every wrong result is like a sharp knife, stabbing her in the heart.

"——I'm Zhuang Pingping, and I have 100 days left before the college entrance examination."

There was something wrong with her mental state.

But she is a very polite person - even if she can't sleep at night and doesn't think about tea and dinner, she won't alarm her classmates and teachers around her.

She has always maintained her rationality and friendliness, watching this psychological pressure gradually roll from a small lump of mud into a big mountain.

In Pingping's view, these are not problems, because everyone has to go through and face them. Everyone will have a period of depression in their hearts, but it is inconvenient to confide it in others, which will hurt others, will make people sad, will make themselves lose friends, and these are not big deals, just like her name, unremarkable.

- She has always believed that only self-improvement can truly become strong.

With two days off every month, she puts on gauze sneakers and walks all the way back to her hometown in Zhangcun.

Pingping likes to walk very much, she can walk on Highway 304 with a book in her arms, quietly tutoring, watching the afterglow of the sunset, and carrying a warm bookbag on her back.

She rarely speaks when she gets home, and if her parents ask, she responds, and if her parents ask less, she won't take the initiative to speak.

But most of the answers in her mouth were ambiguous words.

"I'm fine, I'm barely studying, it's okay."

Whenever she saw her father's crooked shoulders, the calluses on her mother's hands when she was washing clothes, and her two innocent and lovely younger brothers, she would be sensible and silent, hoping that the questions in the college entrance examination would become a little easier, so that she, an untalented student, could barely pass the test.

Parents are not concerned about their daughter's mental condition, but it is the calmness that is beyond ordinary people, which makes the parents tired.

Right now.

——Mother's words knocked on Pingping's heart.

"Do you have something you want to do?"

Pinkie thought for a long time and shook her head.

- Father's words shattered Pingping's heart.

"Why aren't you spoiled?"

Pinkie didn't hesitate and shook her head.

She went back to school and lived her last semester.

The exam wasn't as hard as she thought, and it wasn't as easy. Just like her ordinary results, there should also be an ordinary result.

She walked over to the phone booth on Route 304, pulled two coins out of her pocket, threw them in, and dialed a random number.

She wanted to tell someone about herself.

That person can't be a good person, because her story is too ordinary, and it's not a story in a TV series or the news, and she doesn't need a good person to help.

That person can't be a wicked person, because she feels very weak in spirit, and at such a time, she will bring great trouble to her family if she encounters a big liar with flattery and words.

That person should preferably be a stranger.

And yet—

- There was no response from the microphone, not even a blind tone of hanging up or standby.

On this day, she turned all her emotions into tears, ripped off her calm and ordinary mask, and looked at the cold microphone, but it was difficult to fully express the trivial things she had experienced in words, which had become a huge mountain pressing on her heart.

Until this ordinary little life, with an extraordinary thunder, it came to an abrupt end.

……

……

"My name is Zhuang Pingping, and I'm in a phone booth on Route 304."

Pingping sent what she thought and experienced to the heart of the sister named Lingxi in front of her through the current without reservation.

Because my sister said it.

"-Hmm! If it's terrible! Run! ”

This is what Pinkie wants to hear the most.

It's not "I understand you", more than ten years of life experience is more than just four words.

It's not "please come on", she also has a hard time accepting the encouragement of the people on the shore to those who have fallen into the water.

Ling Xi frowned, her expression was serious, as if she had been hit by a solid hammer, and she slammed it into her heart.

The girl was knocked dizzy, because the amount of information in it was so large.

But she still gritted her teeth, clenched her little fists, and said loudly.

"Run! If the enemy is too strong! It's okay to run away! ”

Zhuang Pingping's sister raised her head slightly, she hugged Lingxi, and her tears of thunder fell on the pure spiritual field of Tongtian Rhino, exploding fireworks one after another.

Lingxi also hugged the lost wandering spirit tightly.

"There will be many, many such mountains in life!"

"Every hurdle must be overcome, but if you really can't get over, run away!"

"It's okay to run away!"

"And the most trusted loved ones, and favorite things, to tell them that you are running away! Tell them about the return date! Go out and go on a long trip with soft and comfortable sneakers! Run to a place that no one knows about! ”

There were tears in the girl's eyes, and she looked like she wanted to cry or not.

Ye Bei lit a cigarette, a little away from this pair of "immortals", and was also chewing on the girl's words like "immortals".

"Run away! Be friends with things that can listen to you! Lingxi said, "That's how I came here!" I'll be friends with tree holes, with birds, with flowers and with my brioche bread, and I'll tell them everything......"

"The boss always says that I lack heart and eyes, and I don't keep anything in my heart when I speak, and sooner or later I will be deceived and I can't find the north."

"I didn't refute it, even if I did have a little lack of heart, if nothing else—

- because I love myself deeply. ”

Pingping hugged Lingxi tightly, and her crying became weaker, but the tears became more and more.

Reiki said: "I knew that the boss would lie to me, and he told me that my weight number was combat ......"

Ye Bei walked leisurely, and he almost made a cute operation like a flat fall, but Qi Qi grabbed the minion's hand and hung it on his arm, with a subtle smile on his face.

"Minions! She seems to know everything~ Are you finished? I always feel ...... This girl is going to eat you. ”

"He also told me to buy me little dresses and skin care products. Excuse me for my salary and labor expenses. Lingxi chattered endlessly, and there were words for him.

"I'll really buy ......," Ye Bei explained with an embarrassed face and a cigarette in his mouth.

Ling Xi hugged Yu Ling's shoulder.

"A man's mouth, a deceitful ghost! But I accept it! Because I know what I can do, what lies I can see, and I will try to get what I deserve, just like you! Strive to live ordinarily! Lingxi said cheerfully and seriously:

"Life will deceive you, Pinkie!"

The few stars in the sky shone brightly—even a little, but they could be seen clearly.

"If you can't see through the lie, run away! Escape to a safe corner and cry. Wait until you're getting better! ”

Ling Xi Nunu mouthed, rolled up her sleeves and shone the "muscles" on her slender arms.

"-remember to go back and show your muscles to it!"

"Hmm!"

Pingping nodded vigorously, a little black smoke came out of her body, connected to the cable of the phone booth, and in the faint [miserly] disaster reaction, the last bit of resentment completely disappeared.

Ye Bei contacted the [Wenchang] database of the General Administration of the Heavenly Hub, informed the case truthfully, and completed the task record in detail.

The compass pointer is completely biased towards the [auspicious] calamity, this kind of spirit has not been turned into ashes under the thunder, nor has it been sent to reincarnation, listening to the spirit itself "no one answers the phone", it seems that there are no normal human beings who are harmed by its thunder.

Then there is only one answer left.

- Zhuang Pingping needs to be guided by a god like a girl, and sent back to the shrine to become a demigod sitting down by the thirty-six gods in the Sanqing Shangsheng Five Thunder Embassy, and is also a kind of [clothed guest].

The girl helped Zhuang Pingping to stand up.

"Nice to meet you! I've got one more hole in the tree...... I have something I want to say to you! ”

Lingxi, the "little sister", is not as tall as Zhuang Pingping, nor as big as Zhuang Pingping.

Wang Lingxi is 21 years old.

Zhuang Pingping is counted as Yin Shou, thirty years old.

"The owner was gentle! He's a great amuser...... Don't get me wrong, he's a very cheerful guy! Reiki said.

When Zhuang Pingping looked at Ye Bei, her face was still a little afraid.

Lingxi tilted her head slightly, as if she had thought of a brilliant idea—this little drama spirit tried to imitate Ye Bei's words and deeds.

"I found something really scary – my phone was going to run out of battery, which was terrifying." The girl took out her mobile phone and charger from the pocket of her giraffe pajamas, and handed the plug to Pingping's fingertips.

The girl looked serious, learning Ye Bei's serious nonsense.

"I'm telling you - my phone is my lifeline, and you'd better not move now, because you have a life in your hand."

"Hah...... He... Is that the case? Zhuang Pingping looked down at the charging symbol on Lingxi's mobile phone, and her heart was also charging.

The girl said, "That's right! The owner is a nice guy! ”

Qi Qi whispered to Ye Beidao: "She doesn't learn like a ...... at all I can't play your kind of cheap and hateful feeling at all, and I gave you a good guy card perfectly. ”

Ye Bei ignored the master's vicious mouth, he waved his hand and shouted, "Girl! ”

"Yes!" The girl heard the boss's cry and jumped up with Pingping in her arms: "Like?!" I'm amazing! Let's just say that my combat power is much higher than yours! ”

Look at Zhuang Pingping's frightened appearance of pear blossoms with rain, and the smile full of vitality on the girl's face.

Ye Bei gave them a thumbs up.

"It's strong!"

……

……

The next day.

Under the small banyan tree in front of the Lei Gong Temple in the satellite city of Short Sha City.

Ye Bei sat on a banyan stump. From afar—

- There are dozens of demigods in the temple, and his ghost body does not dare to take another half step, if he enters the temple, look at this battle, several auxiliary demigods start to greet Ye Bei is 100,000 volts.

——I saw Wang Lingxi and Zhuang Pingping holding hands and walking into the Leizu Temple together.

Ye Bei looked down at the brand-new mobile phone, and always felt that this business had lost money again, and in the two big shopping bags on his side were the skirts he bought for the girl, as well as a complete set of SKII-type skin care sets, which added up to several thousand.

"My heart hurts......"

He didn't leave his old mobile phone and gave it to Zhuang Pingping.

Seeing that the girl had placed the spirit card, she waved her hand to Pingping.

"If you're bored! Just call me! I'll definitely pick it up! ”

Pingping put on a Taoist robe, waved her hand and shouted, she glanced at Ye Bei, her eyes were still a little cowardly, just like the name of "female ghost harvester" still ringing in her ears, and she couldn't get rid of it for a long time.

"Hmmm! You call me! I'll definitely take it too! ”

The two girls said goodbye to each other, and they didn't know who was the older sister and who was the younger sister.

Ling Xi reluctantly returned to Ye Bei's side, but after a few seconds, the little girl patted her face and cheered up and said.

"Let's go! Boss! Let's go home! ”

On the way back -

- Ye Bei drove a big truck and had to run 180 kilometers of intercity highways.

The girl seemed to be extremely tired, leaning on the passenger seat, her eyes closed.

I could hear the dreams muttering from her mouth.

"Want to eat...... Want to eat mango mille-feuille......"

"Ha......" Ye Bei chuckled, unlocked the phone, and handed it to the cat owner on the pillow. Order a cake for me. ”

Poor Qi obediently did so, because he had been thinking about it for a long time.

In the past, the ecological circle in Ye Bei's house was - Qiqi was greater than Yebei, and Wang Lingxi was greater than Axi.

Now the ecosystem in Ye Bei's family has undergone subtle changes, because this weird girl can call thirty-six Lei Zhenjun with a phone call, and it can't deal with these demigods now, so it can only call over one by one, endure the humiliation, and seek satisfaction.

There is a prompt sound on the mobile phone that the payment is successful.

Lingxi squinted slightly and smacked her mouth twice.

"I still want ...... Wait a minute... I want to think about it...... Full-size Ragdoll big doll ......"

"Buy it yourself!" Ye Bei replied fiercely, and threw away the ninety-one account labor fee for this trip: "Buy it with your salary!"

"Hahaha......" the girl woke up with a smile and took the money, "If you don't give it, you won't give it, thank you boss!" ”

"Girl, I ......" Ye Beigang wanted to smoke a cigarette, and was about to open the car window to breathe, and the ward Lingxi said.

He saw that Lingxi was not moving, her little head was tilted to the side, and she was already asleep, still wearing the same giraffe pajamas.

This is the first time since Ye Bei became a ghost that he has not used Meng Po Tang to solve the supernatural commission.

Ye Bei stuffed the cigarette back untouched, looking at the sweet smile on the corner of the girl's mouth, sleeping very deeply, and looking defenseless and relieved.

He muttered.

"You don't have nightmares."