Starry night drive back to Guangzhou, go back time is shorter than come back, because there are many fewer cars on the road, when I arrived home before dawn, after opening the door, I saw Liu Dagger sitting on the sofa with a depressed face.

Seeing me come back, Liu Dagger got up from the sofa and asked, "Why did you come back so soon and stay at home for a few more days?"

I changed my shoes and put down my things and asked, "Yes, why are you so depressed?"

Liu Dagger shook his head and did not continue to answer my words directly.

Since I don't want to say it, I won't ask anymore.

"How's Mr. Huang?" I asked as I yawned.

Liu Dagger said: "Ah, I lived in my oil-paper umbrella for two days, and it is much better." It's just that the past two days have been hard for me, except for Mu Xue, I'm really not used to staying in the umbrella with a big man at the same time. ”

I nodded and said, "That's good, I'll see if I can send it away now." "I looked up at the wall clock on the wall, and it was almost six o'clock in the morning.

"Forget it, it's almost dawn, let's deal with it at night." I said as I walked towards the bedroom.

Liu Dagger said hesitantly in the back: "Eh, brother." I have one thing to tell you. ”

As soon as I put my hand on the doorknob, I was a little curious about what Liu Dagger was going to say, because this kid had never used to talk to me in this tone before.

"What's wrong with you"

"Uh, forget it, I'll tell you when it's confirmed, good night, brother, oh no, good morning." After Liu Dagger finished speaking, he also walked towards the study.

Shaking my head, I entered the room, quickly changed into pajamas, jumped into bed, and fell asleep with a pillow

When I was halfway asleep, I was woken up by Xiao Ye's phone call, and this thing asked me where I was, and I said that I had already returned to Guangzhou. He said that he would not go back to Shanghai and that he would come to Guangzhou for a few days. I asked him why he didn't say it earlier, he could help me drive a section, and I wouldn't be so tired from driving alone. He smiled and said lewdly: "Because I just made an appointment with a friend in Guangzhou, I haven't seen each other for a long time." Anyway, I didn't have anything to do over there, so I stopped by. ”

"Well, come on, you can make an appointment with you, just don't bring me to my house." I hung up the phone in a daze and went back to sleep.

When I woke up, it was already afternoon, and my bedroom window was sunset, so it was a bit dazzling in the afternoon. It's hard to fall asleep in this environment.

After getting up to cook and eat, I spread out on the sofa and watched TV for a while, as soon as it was dark, Liu Dagger appeared in the living room, still looking very depressed, I didn't ask what happened to it, just silently lit three sticks of incense for it to smoke.

Before Liu Dagger finished his meal, Xiao Ye had already arrived. After entering the door, he saw Liu Dagger sucking the tribute incense, so he took the tribute incense away. In the past, Xiao Ye liked to joke with Liu Dagger, and Liu Dagger also liked to mess with Xiao Ye, but this time, Liu Dagger didn't pay attention to Xiao Ye, and after Xiao Ye took away its tribute incense, it just shook its head and entered the study alone.

Xiao Ye was surprised and asked me what happened to Liu Dagger, I shook my head and said I didn't know. Xiao Ye cut it, went into the bathroom and said that he wanted to take a shower and dress up, and then he would go out to see his friends, and asked me if I was going.

I said I wouldn't go, I couldn't afford to lose that person. Xiao Ye said it doesn't matter, anyway, if you go, it's a light bulb. I kicked him and as compensation I made him drive away.

After Xiao Ye left, I walked into the study and saw no trace of Liu Dagger. I set up a soul shouting array, picked up the oil-paper umbrella and put it in the room, and shouted out Mr. Huang's soul.

Mr. Huang's current condition is much better than before, although the scars on his face have not completely disappeared, and the coin-sized hole in the seal hall has slowly faded, and it looks much better than what he saw before.

I tried to communicate with it, but it couldn't speak, only nodding and shaking its head in response.

Seeing that its injuries have improved, it can already be sent away. It's not good that this thing dragged on for too long, so I didn't ask why it was hurt, and the first question I asked was if it was willing to be sent away by me, and to my surprise, it shook its head violently after hearing my words, and its expression became very nervous, obviously very reluctant to go like this.

I wondered in my heart, there was nothing wrong with Mr. Huang that he had cancer, but when he died, he committed suicide. Since it was a suicide, he should have thought about it before he died, and if I send it for a while, it will definitely save a lot of things. Now he is reluctant to go, is it because of his injury?

It shook its head vigorously, and I didn't know what it was trying to say. Since it couldn't speak, I had to ask if it could write, and it nodded and said yes. I picked up a watercolor pen and placed an unused yellow copy on my desk and asked it to write out my thoughts.

It understood what I meant, walked over to the desk and picked up the pen, but didn't pick it up many times.

There are many kinds of situations in which the spirit spirit takes things, some things can be taken, some things cannot be held, and some things can be picked up with the help of external forces. The spirits who can hold things are generally not ordinary geists, but there are great restrictions on what they can take. You can hold clothes, paper, plastic, and so on, but you can't hold knives, sharp objects, blunt objects, and so on. Because these things can easily cause harm to people, and there is an aura on them, which is something that the spirit cannot touch.

This also indirectly protects the safety of the people in the yang world, as long as you are bold, ghosts do not need to be afraid. They won't hack you to death with a knife because that thing is untouchable to them, and everyone has heard a lot of ghost stories more or less. Whether it is written by others or said by the elders in the family, I have only heard of people who were scared stupid or scared to death, but I have never heard of anyone who was hacked to death by a ghost with a knife

So I specially gave Mr. Huang a watercolor pen, the pen and pencil are too sharp, and it should be able to pick up a watercolor pen at its current level, but in fact, it can't even hold a watercolor pen.

I picked up the watercolor pen, drew a hand spell on it, and then brought it to it, and it took the pen and laboriously wrote two words on the yellow rune paper: "Revenge"

When I saw these two words, I slapped my forehead, and the first feeling in my heart was that trouble was coming again. Revenge is not to seek revenge on me, but from the word "it", it is indeed very difficult for me to send it away, and it is difficult for me to send it away until this grudge is resolved.

But it is estimated that it is also very difficult to solve this matter, first of all, I don't want to contact Sister Li anymore, and the doctor, especially that Wang Datianshi, called a few social brothers to beat me every minute. The most important thing is that Mr. Huang's injuries are so serious, I don't even know how to get it out, what should I do if a few masters in the industry are involved in dealing with me together

I'm still young, I have to be a man, and I have a soul. I just want to be an ordinary person doing unusual things. I don't want to make enemies everywhere, I'm not Guanyin Bodhisattva, I have to draw a sword to help when I see injustice, I think I have helped Sister Li once in this matter, and I didn't receive the compensation I deserved. From the perspective of food almsgiving, it is already a fate.

After Mr. Huang finished writing those two words, he looked at me calmly, and his eyes were very empty. This is the consistent manifestation of the spirit, many new souls can't even control their own expressions, but it has its own thoughts, it's just that it can't be expressed by rich facial expressions.

Seeing that I looked very headache, Mr. Huang turned his head and slowly wrote two words on the paper: Please.

The writing is very sloppy, and the pen is very weak. But I still understood it, and when I saw these two words, I was very entangled in my heart, and it was always difficult for me to refuse this kind of request, because it was in my concept. Finding the door is always an experience of mine, and I can't escape or hide. As the saying goes, life is practice, and no matter what it is, it is a part of practice.

Mr. Huang still looked at me stunned, and I sighed deeply and said, "Okay, but I want to explain that I don't do anything that violates the law and discipline, and I don't do anything that goes against my heart." ”

Mr. Huang nodded, turned a page of yellow rune paper and was ready to write, and wrote a word tremblingly for more than ten seconds before he finished it. I said, "Forget it, let's talk to Liu Dagger about something, and ask him to relay it to me." If you write like this, you can't describe it clearly until dawn. ”

After I finished speaking, Mr. Huang tilted his head and looked at me, as if he didn't know who Liu Dagger I was talking about.

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