The autumn wind blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, hit a few Xuan'er in the air, and finally drifted farther away, in the empty Nanshan cemetery, the tombstones were neatly arranged, and the golden bell curled up next to the tombstone in the southeast corner, wearing short-sleeved trousers, it was already late autumn, and it began to rain at this time, she didn't feel cold at all, holding her legs, looking ahead with a blank look.

"Ah, it's raining Mommy." Not far away, the voice of a child was surprised.

"Don't worry, my mother brought an umbrella."

Walking this way is a pair of mother and son, the son looks like he is only five or six years old, wearing a small windbreaker, very magical, the woman is very well maintained, I can't see that she is already the mother of the child, the woman is holding something in her hand, one hand has an umbrella, and the child is next to her.

Jin Ling kept staring at the mother and son, until the mother and son stopped in front of the tombstones in front of her, the woman took out flowers and fruits, and muttered in her mouth, "Mom, I took Bubu over to see you, Bubu is six years old today, very well-behaved, Brother Tian is busy with work, just the two of us are here, next time Brother Tian will come to see you," and then touched the little guy's head lovingly, "Bubu, this is grandma." ”

Jin Ling sighed, it's good, someone remembers to come over to sweep the tomb, and will burn some offerings during the New Year's Festival, Jin Ling tilted his head to look at the tombstone next to him, the tombstone has climbed on the moss, and no one has come for a long time.

The little guy couldn't bear it, he stood up with a pair of big shining eyes and rolled around, paused when his eyes touched the golden bell, and then pulled the mother next to him, and said in surprise: "Mom, there is a big sister there, the big sister is wearing very little, isn't it cold?" ”

Jin Ling was stunned for a moment, then looked back, there was nothing but the tombstone behind her, and then looked back at the child, he could see it?

The woman heard her son's voice and looked up, "Where is there any big sister?" ”

The little guy persistently pointed in the direction of the golden bell, "Yes, it's there!" ”

The woman smiled dotingly, led the child to her direction, Jin Ling was frightened and hid behind the tombstone, she watched in horror as the mother and son got closer and closer to her, until the woman and the child stopped in front of her tombstone, the woman squatted down, the Jiang umbrella propped up on the top of the tombstone, looked up at the words on the tablet, the photo on the tablet has been baptized by the years can not be seen clearly, vaguely can only see an outline, the woman looked at it for a while, regretfully: "It's a pity, only twenty-one years old." ”

"Mom, what are you talking about?" The little guy couldn't find Jin Ling squatting here, and asked his mother suspiciously.

The woman took out a few apples from the bag she was carrying, put them in front of the monument, and said, "Mom said this big sister, okay step by step, the rain is going to be heavy, let's come again next time." ”

"Oh."

The woman left with the child, Jin Ling dared to come out from behind the tombstone, she stared at the few red and bright apples in front of her grave, for a while her nose was a little pantothenic, trembling and stretched out her hand to hold it, put it on the tip of her nose and smelled it, it was very fragrant, and the apricot eyes were already red at this time, this was for herself?

"Thank you."

Jin Ling carefully hid the apple, she couldn't eat it, but it didn't prevent her from putting it away, this was something she had received for a long, long time.

She has been dead for more than 150 years, she still remembers how she died, she has no relatives and few friends, and finally the boss who works looks at her pitiful funeral, at first the boss came every year Qingming, and then the boss didn't come, I think it's probably dead, she is a ghost, squatting alone in front of her grave, can't go anywhere, saying that after the person dies, there is nothing, but the golden bell still exists, she didn't see the ghost, and she didn't see the same ghost as her, Probably she never left here.

The rain is getting heavier, but Jin Ling's heart is sweet, she received a few apples today, the next morning, the heavy rain turned into a light rain, fog, the cemetery is deserted, Jin Ling is used to it, she doesn't know how long she will stay like this, and she doesn't know if the dog she chased and bit last time will come, she only knows that she is a ghost, very lonely.

There are people in the cemetery again, it looks like there are still a lot of them, all black-clothed bodyguards, they are protecting a person in white in the middle, far away, Jin Ling can't see it clearly, she squatted in front of the grave, her eyes have been staring over there, that must be a very rich person, otherwise how could you invite so many bodyguards?

The man in white was holding an umbrella and getting closer and closer to her, and Jin Ling could see him clearly, it was a child, an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, his eyebrows were exquisite, and the expression on his face was soft, Jin Ling had never seen such a good-looking teenager, and after the young man's dark green pupils touched her, he was a little excited, "I have never seen such a pure soul." ”

Jin Ling looked at him suspiciously, the young man stopped in front of her, the bodyguard who followed him did not dare to step forward, the young man stretched out his hand to her, "Would you like to be my ghost?" ”

Jin Ling looked left and right for a moment, and then asked tentatively, "Are you talking to me?" ”

The young man nodded and did not withdraw his hand, "Yes, are you willing to be my ghost, give you a basic salary of 10,000 yuan a month, and help you buy five insurances and one housing fund." ”

"Can you take me out of here?" Jin Ling asked cautiously.

"Of course." The boy smiled gently.

The ghost sent the gods, Jin Ling put his hand into his warm palm, "I do." ”

Later, Jin Ling learned that this young man was the young master of the Oriental family in the spirit medium world, but at a young age, he was the strongest spiritual power of the Oriental family except for the previous head of the family.

The young man got the golden bell, very satisfied, he took the golden bell into the car, the golden bell in the car was very restrained, she was always afraid of breaking things, as much as possible to curl herself up as small, trying to reduce the space she occupied.

"Hehe, you don't have to be so careful, you are my spirit ghost now, when we make a contract, nothing will dare to touch you except me." The boy was amused by the appearance of the golden bell.

Jin Ling swallowed her saliva and said, "You, do you want me to do this?" What is a spirit ghost? ”

"My name is Dongfang Qianye, I am the young master of the Dongfang family, our Dongfang family is a big family in the spirit medium world, but I am not allowed to use spiritual power on ordinary people, so I need a spirit ghost to help me solve the things that cannot be solved." Dongfang Qian also explained.

Jin Ling lowered her head and said weakly: "I'm sorry, I, I can't help you, I, I can't." ”

The young man took her hand and said, "It's okay, I'll teach you, and I'll slowly teach you how to become a qualified spirit ghost." ”

Jin Ling raised his head, looked at the young man's unusually serious expression, and said, "I will work hard!" ”

"After all this time, I don't know your name."

"I, my name is Golden Bell, Golden Gold, Bell of Bells." ”

"Hello, Jin Ling, I am Dongfang Qianye, from now on, we will be partners who accompany each other for the rest of our lives." Juvenile Road.

"You, hello, I'm Jin Ling, please advise me in the future."

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The young master of Dongfang accepted a spirit ghost, or a hundred-year-old spirit ghost, this news is like a wing, it spreads quickly, and there is nothing to say for a while, the entire Dongfang family, except for Dongfang Qianye's grandfather, who has no spirit ghosts, the others are all when they reach the age of eighteen, sign a ghost that is helpful to themselves, share their spiritual power with him, and keep him in captivity, Dongfang Qian is only eleven years old, at such a young age, he has subdued a hundred-year-old ghost, which is really amazing.

Jin Ling didn't know how to spread it outside, she was now trying to memorize those complicated formations and spells. It's already early winter, the bamboo behind the house is not as green as when she first came, Dongfang Qianye's house is very big, Jin Ling has a separate room by herself, there are only two people in such a big house, no, it can't be said that it is two people, she is not a person.

"How? Is there anything you don't understand? Dongfang Qian also came back from school and saw that Jin Ling was sitting in the living room with a book and reading carefully, this ghost was very timid, spoke softly, and was not lively at all, but it didn't matter, he was confident that Jin Ling would make a change.

"No, you're back." Jin Ling hurriedly put down the book and prepared to pick up his schoolbag, Dongfang Qian also dodged her hand and said, "Jin Ling, you have to remember that you are not my servant, and our relationship is equal." ”

"Yes!" Jin Ling said, but having said that, she still didn't dare to treat herself and him as equals.

"You keep looking, I'll go upstairs and change my clothes, and then I'll teach you the rest." Dongfang Qian also said.

"Yes." Jin Ling obediently ran back to the sofa and picked up the book to continue reading, she actually remembered it almost, so she waited for Dongfang Qian to come over for the test.

Dongfang Qian also changed his clothes and came downstairs, he sat down in front of Jin Ling, and said, "What I taught you yesterday, have you memorized?" ”

Jin Ling nodded, "Remember!" ”

Dongfang Qian is also very satisfied, Jin Ling has a very good memory, almost never forgets, people are smart, draw inferences from one another, have a very fast reaction ability, have a strong learning ability, and teach it very easily.

The days passed in a flash, seeing that it was already the beginning of December, Dongfang Qian was also going back to the old house with Jin Ling, Jin Ling went out for the first time since she followed Dongfang Qian back, she sat in the car in a proper manner, and the people next to her kept comforting her, she was still very nervous, Dongfang Qian was also a very gentle person, and he was also a very considerate person, Jin Ling was very grateful to him.

The old house of the Dongfang family is in City B, which used to be called the same village and is now called Zhou Village, that place is not on the map, no one can guide you can not enter, the car drove into the main street of the village, the bluestone road has been some years, and grass has grown.

Dongfang Qian also got out of the car first, Jin Ling followed him down, in front of them was the gate of the old mansion of the East, red carving, there were two Pixiu under the steps in front of the gate, there were already several people standing at the gate, two of them were elderly people.

Dongfang Qian also walked in with Jin Ling, pointed at them and introduced: "Jin Ling, let me introduce you, this is the second elder of our Dongfang family, and this is the third elder." Two elders, this is my spirit ghost, Jin Ling. ”

Jin Ling was so frightened in his heart that he finally mustered up his courage, and before he could say hello, the second elder had already snorted coldly, "This is it?" What does it look like to be submissive? ”

Jin Ling dragged the corner of his clothes and lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, he didn't even dare to raise his head, Dongfang Qian also suddenly held her hand, Jin Ling looked at the little boy next to him in surprise, and he still had that gentle smile on his face, but the words he said were undoubted, "Second Elder, no matter what she looks like, she is a spirit ghost I have contracted with." ”

The second elder still wanted to say, but was pulled by the third elder, "Okay, that's the young master's own business, and we old guys won't get involved, Jin Ling, right?" You are a good boy and welcome to join us at Oriental Home. ”

Jin Ling had a good impression of the kind Third Elder who smiled at her, and she nodded heavily and snorted.

"Let's go in, the head of the house is waiting."