XX Hospital.

"My mother, your wound, if you come later, it will heal soon, Xiaolin, quickly, send the patient to the operating room and open the operation." A doctor spoke in bird language, pushed his glasses, and arranged to go down.

Deputy Minister Incheon was lying in the car, his face black and gray, motionless, as if he was dead.

Is it really dead?

No, it's pretended.

The moment the car exploded, the ghost baby opened his own ghost domain.

Although his face was stained with ashes, he was jumping around, but when he saw Jiang Xiaobai walking over, Vice Minister Incheon kicked his legs, rolled his eyes, and groaned.

"It's okay, waste some time, take a break, and by the way, see what you're trying to do." Jiang Xiaobai sat on a chair in the hall, holding a black backpack, thinking about things with his eyes closed.

Unconsciously, Jiang Xiaobai really fell asleep!

Gain supernatural powers, harness ghosts, and become a living person of ghost handlers, with almost no need to eat, sleep, rest, etc...... Unless you really want to sleep!

He slept peacefully.

A slight snoring spreads.

Some of the patient's family members in the hall are also sleeping, or restlessly waiting for good news or bad news.

The lights in the hall flickered twice and returned to normal.

A transparent person, or an invisible person, stood beside Jiang Xiaobai, as if he was hesitating to go in.

Three minutes passed, and the transparent man seemed to have made up some kind of determination, stood beside Jiang Xiaobai, and slowly sat down, and the two slowly overlapped together.

"Find this person's consciousness and solve it so I won't be killed by him! The picture that was playing on the death projector ...... that the man was ....... An abrupt voice echoed in his ears, and Jiang Xiaobai remained motionless.

Island country, somewhere izakaya, second floor, private room.

A man about thirty years old, lying on the floor, holding a photo of Jiang Xiaobai in his hand, like a corpse that had just died, lost his breath and lost his heartbeat.

In the dream, in Yuexia Village, on a dirt road, this person walked briskly, looking for Jiang Xiaobai's traces everywhere, but it was lifeless and silent, and the doors of every house were open, and the inside was empty.

This person walked into the ancestral hall, and after looking around, he continued to search for Jiang Xiaobai's traces along the dirt road.

After walking for an unknown amount of time, it saw a broken bridge, and there was another person on the broken bridge.

It's just that the person has his back to it, holding a white paper umbrella, holding a woman beside him, and an old man stepping on his shoulder.

"Found it!"

Before it could finish speaking, 'Chen Yuan', who was standing on the broken bridge, slowly turned his head, squinted a pair of dark brown eyes, and the corners of his mouth were raised, revealing a murderous smile.

"In these days, how dare any cat or dog come to find death." Chen Yuan complained, frowned and groaned: "July 15, Halloween Day, Jiang Xiaobai knows about this ceremony, but ...... Do you want him to summon ghosts to come, control the third ghost, the fourth ghost, but this road I have walked is a dead end...... ”

"Forget it, let's take a step at a time, the projector that predicts death can take a look, how Jiang Xiaobai died, I hope it will inspire me, and then control him, it is no longer a memory invasion, entangled, otherwise it won't be long before I and him will be completely inseparable."

"Are you...... Chen Yuan? ”

"No, you recognize the wrong person, I'm passerby A."

"Huh."

"What are you sneering at?"

"It's nothing, it's just an itchy hand, you see, clenched into a fist, it's still itchy."

“…… You xxxx! ”

In the operating room, Vice Minister Incheon hung up the phone, feeling a lot more relaxed and even a little happy.

"Alright, don't act." As he spoke, he lifted the green cloth on his body, washed his face, rubbed his face with black ash, straightened his collar, opened the door, and walked out.

"Jiang Jun, hey, wake up." Vice Minister Incheon patted Jiang Xiaobai on the shoulder.

But patting it, he was surprised to find that Jiang Xiaobai's pale face seemed to be red.

It's not the red color that a normal person should have, but it's like being slapped in the face, or punched.

"...... this?" Deputy Minister Incheon's eyes widened with an incredulous expression.

Ten minutes later, Jiang Xiaobai woke up, with a satisfied face, and in a dream, Chen Yuan was hammered to the sky with no way, no way to go to the ground, God blocked and killed God, Buddha blocked and killed Buddha, ghosts came to fight ghosts, it was a hot pain all over the body......

"Chen Yuan, I'...... Grass! Nima. Jiang Xiaobai looked at himself in the demon mirror and said a beautiful word.

"Uh...... Jiang Jun? You're fine, don't lie down for a while, watch TV, take a break, yes, don't sleep, don't sleep! Vice Minister Incheon looked worried.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's normal." Jiang Xiaobai has experienced it once before, and this is the second time.

"Uh." Deputy Minister Incheon didn't know what to say, so he came to change the topic and talk about nonsense literature.

"Alright, let's go,...... Forget it, let's put on a bandage, it's really a little embarrassing to go out like this, it's not a matter of face, I'm a patient now, and a patient should look like a patient......" Jiang Xiaobai said a series of nonsense, already a bit like Vice Minister Incheon talking to him.

Island nation, except for the headquarters of the Soul Society.

Deputy Minister Incheon walked in with a constipated expression on his face and a man covered in bandages who looked like a mummy.

The staff opened their eyes wide, frequently looked sideways, looked at Jiang Xiaobai, no, looked at the mummy, as if looking at a rare species, the corners of their mouths couldn't help but pull, they wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare.

"It's a shame." Deputy Minister Incheon covered his old face, speeding up, eager to get into the elevator as soon as possible, come to the top floor, and complete the transaction.

Jiang Xiaobai followed behind without hurry, without any expression, and he couldn't see his face anyway, so he was not ashamed.

The two entered the elevator, and the eyes cast by the staff disappeared.

"Jiang Jun, we can wait for the staff to get off work and come back, and besides, I haven't taken you to see the scenery of our island country yet." Deputy Minister Incheon said.

"I'll go back to Asia after reading it, I'm not interested."

"Hmm...... Time is money, that's right, Jiang Jun, do you want to stay in the island country for a few days, it will be July 15, Halloween, and when the time comes, we have an active ...... here. ”

"Halloween, the ghost door is open, now that a supernatural event has emerged, you have to do this activity, or prepare a little more paper money, black incense, and prepare for the future."

In folk customs, there are many taboos on the date of Halloween, such as the opening of the ghost door, the borrowing of the Yin soldiers, the visit home, the worship of paper money, the tribute of incense, and so on......

There are too many rituals and taboos involved, Jiang Xiaobai is reminding and giving the other party a piece of advice: Don't die, you won't die.

Bite.

The elevator opened, and the two walked into a door, one after the other, and then the iron door closed from the inside, locked.