The moment Zheng Xiaomei saw the tall man, she understood that the nightmare that had haunted her for several years, the ghost hunter, had returned.

Although they had intersected in the past, they had only seen each other from a distance countless times, and even the ghost hunter had never said a few words to Zheng Xiaomei. But running away seems to have become Zheng Xiaomei's instinct when she saw this ghost hunter.

She picked up Zhou Qing and ran desperately, not caring about the son in her arms being held breathless by her, and she couldn't stop to rest.

After running around the village for most of the time, she finally couldn't see the tall figure again, so she took the time to comfort her crying son in her arms, and then took a detour back to the house.

Although the ghost hunter didn't seem to chase after him, Zheng Xiaomei's uneasiness in her heart was far greater than at any other time.

Because, in the past, even if she was afraid, she could hide alone in a place where no one could find her. She could go days without eating or drinking, cowering and motionless.

But now she is different, she has a home, she can hide, her husband and young son cannot.

Once home, the next few days didn't seem to be out of the ordinary. No guests visited, and the family didn't notice anything unusual. Zheng Xiaomei still couldn't feel at ease, she was always vigilant, and she no longer allowed her son to go out, so he stayed at home all the time.

This peace was finally broken again after seven days.

Zheng Xiaomei finished her farm work and was carrying a hoe home, but what was waiting for her in the house was not only her sensible son, but also the uninvited guest.

Zheng Xiaomei immediately shuddered, and the hoe fell off her feet, but the pain did not attract her attention at all. She didn't understand why the person she had worked so hard to avoid would eventually return to her like a ghost.

Zheng Xiaomei knew that this time, she couldn't escape again.

The ghost hunter raised his head slightly, his eyes stared at Zheng Xiaomei, his expression was not angry and arrogant, and he slowly spoke: "You are so afraid of me? ”

Zheng Xiaomei tried to suppress the unrest in her heart, and slowly spoke: "Who are you, why do you always pester me?" ”

The ghost hunter didn't answer her question, but said coldly, "You can really see things that others can't." Don't worry, I've been looking for you, or someone with the same abilities as you, for so many years, just to ask you to do me a favor. ”

"What's the busy?" Zheng Xiaomei never gave up her vigilance.

"Rest assured, I'm a ghost hunter, and I'm just eager to learn more about the human soul." The ghost hunter paused, "You were born in the Extreme Yin Moment, you were born with purple fire in your eyes, and you have the power to see through the essence of people's souls. I just want to borrow your eyes to understand other people's souls. You just have to look at certain people and tell me what you see. ”

Is it as simple as just looking at it with your eyes?

No!

"No, you're lying to me, you're not human at all!" Intuition made Zheng Xiaomei reject the other party's suggestion, "The guy you have on your back is your true face." ”

"You doubt me?" The ghost hunter seemed reluctant to admit Zheng Xiaomei's claim.

"Don't be pretending! And said you need me to help you, at least you have to tell me the truth. ”

The ghost hunter hesitated for a moment, but finally seemed to make up his mind: "Okay, I'll be honest with you." I am not a living person, to be precise, I am a dead man who has been resurrected by someone else's body. ”

Obviously, this statement startled Zheng Xiaomei, and she immediately took two steps back.

"To be clear, I was already dead, but by chance when I died, my soul somehow entered the body of a living person. So I changed my identity and survived, and the original owner of the body went to hell for me. "Because of this, my soul is in a peculiar half-dead state. Although I am no different from ordinary people in the eyes of others, when I occupy a body for more than twenty years, this body will fail very quickly, and I am in danger of real death. ”

"You want to live? So you want me to help you? Zheng Xiaomei understood a little, but she still didn't understand why she could help this person.

"That's right. I discovered my own crisis and knew that changing my possessed body was the only way to survive. But after all, I don't have the ability to give up, and it's hard to achieve this goal. The man introduced, "In order to understand the soul of human beings and find a way to take it away, I risked being seen through and went to a ghost hunter to learn the arts." I also made countless attempts, and finally found that a very small number of people will open a passage called the Gate of Destiny when they are asleep, and their souls can enter and exit the Gate of Destiny. And that's my only chance to take it away. However, the opportunity to open the door of life is fleeting, and the only person who can see the door of life open is the person who was born with purple fire pupils, that is, you. ”

"You mean, you want me to help you take it?" Zheng Xiaomei felt incredulous.

"Yes, of course what you have to do is not difficult. I can assure you that I will never choose someone close to you, and I can even choose your enemy. The man persuaded, "If things work out, I can do a lot of things for you, such as curing your husband's illness and even helping your whole family live longer." ”

The conditions of "this ......" are very tempting, but Zheng Xiaomei really doesn't dare to agree to this kind of thing easily.

"I know what you're thinking, you think it's hurtful. However, I have traveled as a ghost hunter over the years, and I have saved not hundreds but eighty people. You helped me to stay alive, although it will hurt people, but you actually save more people! The man's tone became more and more excited, "More than ten years ago, my limit was approaching, and you avoided me and refused to help." In the end, I once again relied on my luck to succeed, and now my body can't last a few years, and luck is no longer on my side. So, you have to help me. ”

Zheng Xiaomei felt that maybe there was no harm in helping the monster in front of her, but she would get benefits. After all, even if Zheng Xiaomei doesn't say it, the monster will guarantee that she will live well until twenty years later.

However, killing people and taking away is something that only demons and monsters do. If she does this, what is the difference between her and the demon?

When Zheng Xiaomei was young, she was once treated as a monster and was cursed and beaten. She understands that demons will be reviled and expelled by everyone, and they will also be punished by heaven.

She is not afraid of scolding and expellation, but she is afraid that her hurtful behavior will make her suffer from God's punishment, and her hard-won happiness will also be wiped out.

"What if I don't want to help you?" Zheng Xiaomei spoke.

"Don't want to?" The man's face changed instantly, and he didn't know when he took a few steps forward, and two fingers stretched out to lock Zheng Xiaomei's throat, lifting her whole person, "Do you really think you have a choice?" ”

Zheng Xiaomei couldn't breathe, and she found that she struggled with all her strength, but she couldn't even break free from the man's fingers.

Finally, the man let her go, and Zheng Xiaomei clutched her aching throat.

"Ahem...... I...... You want to follow that mouth...... Consult. ”

"Okay, give you two days! When the time comes, I will answer in the affirmative, otherwise I promise that you will lose more than you can imagine. After saying that, the ghost hunter disappeared in an instant.

Zheng Xiaomei noticed that the hoe at her feet had been broken into two, and the broken part was crushed into powder by the powerful force.