Chapter 35: The Ghost Hunting Girl

There were no lights on in the room, only the cold light scattered from the display. It's a nice bit of light to adapt to, and it's my favorite state. When I was a child, I used to hide alone in a dark corner, but there had to be a light passing in front of me. It doesn't have to shine on me, as long as I can see it.

I sat up from my hospital bed and looked back at the one still lying there, I had experienced. Lying on the hospital bed, my face was clean, at least one thing was said, Lu Jia had not given up on me, and had not given up hope.

I can't wait to see Lu Jia. I didn't even have the patience to walk through the door of the inpatient department, and went straight through the window. It was the eleventh floor, and I looked at the street lamps the size of matchsticks under my feet, and the lights smaller than fireflies. Falling is a luxury.

I couldn't feel the wind, I couldn't feel the buoyancy of the atmosphere. Only the pitiful weight of my soul made me sink slowly. There are many barbecue stalls on the road, all full of people, looking at the clothes they are wearing, they should leave immediately in the summer. They want to take advantage of the last heat to enjoy the pleasure of indulgence.

A guy who was grilling a squid board on the barbecue grill suddenly raised the bamboo skewer in his hand and brought up a large ball of sparks. The sparks that opened randomly shook me.

The fire flickered and fell to the ground, and when it touched the tung oil, a large piece of fire rose and wrapped the shells in it. I could see the flames tumbling upwards, and I could see a few iron lumps standing still in the flames. Everything seemed to slow down, and it almost stood still.

At that moment, I thought the gunpowder of the shell was missing. That is, there was a flash of horror, and a brilliant spark slowly amplified and magnified in front of my eyes.

First, a strong current of air threw me up, and before I could fly far, I was enveloped in a ball of fire. Then I didn't know anything.

I don't know if Luo Shicheng saw that scene. Maybe that's my most perfect sublimation. And when I came back to reality, I could only watch others staggering around me, smiling.

Lu Jia still fell asleep early. I looked at her fluttering eyes and slightly raised corners of her mouth, and I couldn't bear to disturb her sweet dreams. Who knows if I have ruined her beauty when I enter her dream now. Forget it, wait until tomorrow night, I'm already back, Mu Wu at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty is already dead, and he was killed by a cannonball. There is no going back, I can keep looking at Lu Jia like this until her hair is gray and her teeth are gone.

Perhaps, she will also watch her marry others and have children, and dipped in oil, salt, sauce and vinegar for her family. People are most taboo about cranky thoughts, even ghosts. I decided to leave first and sober myself up.

I just wandered the streets, watching the city unfold in all its strangeness and the heat of the world. Slowly, there are fewer and fewer "actors", leaving only pure black curtains and backgrounds under the lonely street lamps. I was like a spectator who persevered until the end, with a heart full of loneliness.

I don't know if this counts as harmony, I'm a ghost, I don't recruit people and don't cause trouble, wandering in the city that once hid my memory, and I can't return home.

Suddenly, I felt a chill. In the end, autumn is coming soon, and in this place with four distinct seasons, time can't deceive people. It's time to wear more clothes.

No, I'm a ghost, I can't feel the wind, and I can't feel the cold. So where did this coolness come about?

I was not allowed to think about it at all, and a whip was drawn on my body, and the fire burned and hurt. When the whip was finished, it wrapped itself around my waist like a viper. When it was wrapped, it was so tight that it almost squeezed out my intestines. Following the whip that wrapped around me, I finally saw a nervous man.

What is this thing that can actually touch my body and make me hurt. And that ...... It's supposed to be a woman, and she can still see me. This is a reversal of my previous idea that I can only communicate with people in other people's dreams. Otherwise, even the woman in front of me is a lonely ghost, or I accidentally entered her dream.

But this is too unlucky, to meet such a domineering master. Besides, I didn't think about anyone's dreams, and who would sleep on the street.

"Ghosts and wild ghosts, quickly enter the six realms of reincarnation......"

When the words came out of my mouth, I heard the first two sentences. It turns out that she is a living person, a living person who can see "ghosts". Seeing how resolutely she recited the incantation, and the posture that she wanted to whip to death when she saw me indiscriminately, this should be a professional ghost hunter. Before I could finish my analysis, the woman pulled me to her side with a whip. Before I could figure out what she was going to do with me, I saw a yellow rune paper, stained with her spit, and slapping it on my head.

This movement became extremely slow in my eyes. I suspect it will take a few more seconds to slap on my head. It all happened so suddenly, and it was too subversive, so I didn't even subconsciously avoid the talisman.

The rune paper stuck to the door of my head like a needle piercing through the outside of my skull. It's just a needle stirring up in it. The feeling of pain made me shake my head desperately, and at the same time, I regretted how I didn't dodge this deadly paper talisman at that time.

I shook my head as hard as I could, trying to shake the paper off my head, but the charm started to heat up and get hotter and hotter. It ended up burning in my head. It hurt so badly that I couldn't help but struggle and unravel the whip that had been tied to me.

"Huh?" the woman across from me frowned.

"What the hell are you doing? I don't think I can beat her, "Where did I offend you, you tied me up with this thing, and made a piece of paper to burn on my head." You are to die. ”

I was so mad at her that I forgot that this girl herself took it for granted that she had a job to catch a lonely ghost like me.

"I'm catching you. ”

As she spoke, the woman took out a peachwood sword from her bag and stabbed me in the chest with a sword flower. The equipment is quite complete, and if you get a gossip mirror, compass or something, you will really become a Taoist.

"Where am I a ghost, have I ever harmed anyone?"

That's the point. Ghosts that can harm people need to be caught. Maybe the society is too developed now, and it's not easy to find a ghost who can harm people, and even meeting a ghost is like winning the lottery.

"How do I know if you have harmed anyone, you are like this, it is not easy to harm someone. ”

The female Taoist priest stabbed me with a sword while she had time to chat with me. I've messed with Luo Shicheng, and I can understand two or three percent of his erratic swordsmanship, and of course it's okay to deal with her half-baked three-legged cat swordsmanship.

"I can't even get a pair of chopsticks, how can I hurt people. ”

"You ghosts want to hurt people, and you still need to take things. It's not enough to control other people's minds. ”

She turned her head and looked at the moon mahogany sword and poked it straight at my stomach, I didn't know how powerful a wooden sword could be, but I didn't dare let her touch it. Although ordinary objects can't hurt me, the things in her hands seem to be designed to restrain me. I had to dodge it at the last moment. We could go back and forth like this for fifteen minutes, and she finally couldn't take it anymore.

"Don't be so dodgy, okay, you're a big man, can you fight with me. ”

Unexpectedly, in the end, the woman couldn't hold on and started to play a scoundrel. Who will take whom, at first she wanted me to die and live. It's as if she's suffered a big loss.

If you can hit me, I can't touch you, how can I fight with you. "I've never seen such an unreasonable and shameless person, "If I could touch you, you would have hung up a long time ago." ”

"Whatever you pretend, as long as your mind is strong enough, you can also drive away things. ”

Why are you doing so much crepe, but also "driving things". Luckily, I know, if I could actually pick things up, it wouldn't be a hell of a life. Something flew in mid-air in broad daylight, making people think they were hanging a tightrope when they saw it. When I found that there was no wire crane, I began to think that it was some kind of magic trick. Anyway, modern people don't believe in ghosts and gods, and a few people will be as nervous as the woman in front of them.

I don't know what to do with her, so it's better to stay away. It should have been a good experience for someone to see me and talk to me. But when I met a short-circuited brain, he wanted to kill me. This time, I met the soldier in my show, and I can't hide if I can't provoke it.

I could easily jump to the top of the building and run on it, she wouldn't be able to catch up. I ran blindly with my eyes closed for a while, and when I turned back, I finally didn't have that difficult woman anymore. Before I could breathe a sigh of relief, I saw the woman's hair with her hair not growing long, turning out of an alley. Then I ran again, and she still chased. I'm familiar with the streets and alleys of this city, I don't know how she chased after her, is it a local?

"Are you finished?" I felt a little tired, "but the chicken killed me, you killed me." ”

"It's not over. ”

;