When I came to my senses, I was already sitting on the long-distance train back to Dongwan with Jiang Wanrou.

And Jiang Wanrou is no longer the size of an SD doll one meter tall.

She sat on the hard bed across from me, just like a normal girl.

With one hand dragging his chin, he tilted his head to look at the scenery that flashed by quickly outside the car window.

There was a gentle smile between her eyebrows.

I couldn't believe my eyes, I just thought I wasn't awake.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, then closed them again and opened them again.

After repeating this several times, all I saw was Jiang Wanrou's appearance like a normal person.

I turned my head to look out the window in slow motion, and it was still light.

Depending on the position of the sun, it seems to be around one o'clock in the afternoon.

"What's going on?"

I struggled to speak, I hadn't spoken for too long, and my voice was dry and hoarse.

"Wake up!"

Jiang Wanrou didn't seem surprised at all when I woke up.

But she carefully stood up, walked over to my hard bed, and helped me to sit up from the bed.

Hiss, it hurts.

I gasped in pain, looked down, and found that my left hand was wrapped in white gauze, which looked like I had broken a bone.

I only had Jiang Wanrou in my mind, and in a hurry, I bit my finger and recited the Atina Vajra Sutra, the memory of trying to draw talismans with both hands for the first time.

After that, my memory became a little confused, and I couldn't tell what was true and what was false.

"Thanks to you, I'm in normal shape now. But it's just a superficial phenomenon, I'm still a Blood Rakshasa just a little bit special."

"The soul body and the aura you made are very good. Congratulations on the synthesis you shout at every day, and it worked."

Jiang Wanrou said that the clouds were light and the wind was light, but I heard in her words that the mountain rain was full of wind in the future, and the anger that she could endure was forbearing.

I looked at Jiang Wanrou in confusion, isn't this a good thing?

Why are you so angry?

What did you do that angered people?

Angered her?

Or did she not want to merge with the aura at all?

"Did you know that you almost drained your own blood?"

When Jiang Wanrou said this, a trace of fear flashed imperceptibly in her eyes.

She covered me up nicely, helped me to sit down by the little window of the bed, turned around and walked away.

"Little brother, your girlfriend is also worried about you. With a girlfriend like this, you've got to go home and have fun."

"You two came up two days ago, and a girl took you by the arm and took you to the car."

"I've been watching you for three days."

The two middle-aged big brothers, who were sitting on the edge of the aisle car window eating peanuts and drinking beer, saw Jiang Wanrou walking away quickly, so they whispered to me.

I was stunned for a moment, I really didn't expect the two of us to be in the car for three days.

I've been unconscious for a long time.

It's really hard Jiang Wanrou to carry me, a big living person.

My nose moved, and I frowned and looked at the two men who had just spoken to me on the other side.

Is it a delusion?

I just smelled a familiar ghost.

It's the ghost of the yin called Yu Wei.

These two are dying?

Or does it have something to do with that ghost?

"Little brother, don't get me wrong, we just think that little girl is quite pitiful. I just said two more words, and I didn't mean anything else."

The middle-aged man who threw a peanut into his mouth explained with a smile.

I squinted my eyes and looked carefully at the two middle-aged men, and I saw that there was a faint ghostly aura gathering on the two men.

And the one who was talking to me was the ghost who had taken Chu Hong's child away to reincarnate before

Worse than Wei.

It's still a bit contradictory when I think about it now.

A yin cha held the ghost, but his attendant never reached out to take it.

These two people may really be in a relationship between superiors and subordinates.

It's just that this boss is probably not Yu Wei, but the ghost who talked to him.

When I woke up this time, I found that my ears and eyes were clear, and my five senses had become sharper.

Like I smelled ghosts on them just now.

Now I saw a black notebook on the chest of the middle-aged man who was drinking.

The style of the book is quite retro.。

I'm going to look more carefully.,The words on that book are dazzling.。

My eyes instantly burned like something, and I covered my eyes with my hands that were closed and tears flowed out uncontrollably.

"Who are you?"

If I can't find anything out of the ordinary, I'll be a big fool.

I just screamed out of control because of the pain, and the sound was definitely not small.

There were so many people in the carriage that it was impossible for no one to hear it.

These two ghosts must have done something.

But shouldn't all ghosts be afraid of light?

It's going to rain red in the sky today?

Not only can the Blood Rakshasa be able to watch the scenery at noon like a living person, but even the ghosts can come out to drink at noon?

"Why are you so frizzy?"

"Didn't I tell you that we don't have bad intentions?"

Yu Wei was really surprised, this young man seemed to be able to see their ghosts.

Their ghostly disguise is definitely not something that can be seen through casually.

It can be seen that this little yin and yang paper-cutter also has a certain harvest in this epiphany.

It's just that he can't handle it very well yet.

The adult is right, this kid will have more room to grow in the future than he imagined.

"What do you see?"

As the man asked, he pulled out the black notebook I had just seen from his chest.

I wiped my tears with the back of my hand as I squinted and tried to open my eyes and look at the man again.

"Can you really see it?"

The middle-aged man seemed to have noticed something interesting, and stared at me with that strange look.

I closed my eyes again, still like a thousand steel needles.

"It's obviously a ghost, pretending to be someone."

I covered my eyes with my hands, and fearing that I wouldn't be able to control my curiosity, looked at the black notebook in the man's hand and twisted my head directly to the other side.

"This is your unreasonableness, you are obviously a living person, but you can see the ghosts and ghosts. Don't you think you're weird?"

There was an undisguised smile in the man's voice, which made people very angry.

What the hell is going on!

Isn't it so obvious that you are not afraid of being beaten?

"Was it my fault for hitting ghosts during the day?"

I went through the other party's words in my head, and I felt that there was nothing wrong with the other party saying this, but I still felt very aggrieved.

How do I know that no one else can see them except myself!

What's more, they are really no different from ordinary people in my eyes!