"Forget it," Yili turned his head to observe the next road, "let's find the next one, it looks close." ”

Zhibai also looked ahead when she heard this, and found where Yili's gaze was, which matched her memory. "Indeed, I saw it too."

"Let's go."

Yili stepped forward and took down the dark blue book.

"Judging by the color, it's a deep feeling." Zhibai couldn't help but guess.

"It's like a whirlpool at the bottom of the sea." He chimed in.

"So, I'm going to turn it on." Zhibai took the book from Yili's hand and stretched out his hand to slowly open it......

"Again, don't forget the memory you're looking for."

Yili listened to this, and obediently closed her eyes to meet the great light that was coming.

It's not going to be dazzling this time. ’

Oh no, it's still bright when you close your eyes. The light here is indeed polluted. ’

The perceived light faded, and Yili opened her eyes, revealing a dark room.

[Sum up the experience! In order not to make you feel rusty, the main character has been changed to your name. 】

When Yili heard Zhibai's voice, he still looked around, but he only saw Zhibai's faint figure, disembodied like a ghost. 'Why does the narrator have an image, can other people hear it?' ’

[No, I can't. Zhibai put on a smiling face. [I showed up just to prove that I existed in this story, at least in your memory.] 】

Yili then remembered to get up from the ground, and when he reached out to support himself, he saw a white line drawn on the ground. "This, this is?"

Isn't this the mark drawn when someone dies in a detective film? How could it be under him! And there are also shallow blood stains that have not been wiped clean.

"Could it be that I'm already dead?"

Die at the start, it's so exciting! How to play when you are dead.

[If you look at it again, it doesn't seem to be the case. Zhibai pointed to the table next to him.

Yili followed the instructions to the table and saw a gray and white photo.

"It turned out to be my photo, or an ashen and white version of the posthumous photo, which was offended."

Yili was a little helpless, "I knew that it would be better to use the name of the protagonist." ’

[Hahahaha is not timely at all, but don't be more real with the story, how to be real about illusory things.] 】

Comforted by Zhibai, Yili began to carefully observe the last photo.

He flipped to the back and saw something written on it. He selectively omitted the name: "Died in ...... October 27th. Is it the 27th? ”

[I don't think so, but the electronic watch over there says it's November 3rd.] Zhibai pointed to the electronic watch at the head of the bed.

October 27 and November 3...... "Head, Head Seven?" Yili was surprised to think of this, "Outrageous but reasonable...... I'm a corpse or a ghost who has been dead for seven days. ”

[It looks like a ghost, you don't have a wound on your body, and you can't be seen in the mirror.] 】

Phantom? Yili glanced at his body, it was indeed incorporeal, but it was a little deeper than Zhibai's form, but he could touch objects and step on the floor, is a gravity-conforming ghost still an authentic ghost?

Yili glanced at the white who was lying in the air, still smiling at him, "This time it's a ghost in the true sense of the word." ’

[Then I am the ghost of ghosts!] She looked pretty happy.

"Is it so boring, it becomes a ghost at the beginning, what's so fun." Yili's brain was stagnant for a while, and he couldn't think of anything good, after all, he was dead.

[That's not necessarily, you can experience the life of a normal person as a ghost, after all, it's late at night, and I heard that ghosts are best suited to haunt at night, so it must be interesting. The white happily wandered around the room.

Again, why don't you just go out for a walk." ’

Considering the way to get out, Yili asked, "Why can't I fly?" Isn't it a ghost that can't fly and isn't it inferior? ”

[Who knows, the ghosts of this world may be like this, (Note, they are still bound after death, the original Yili life is a shackle, he thinks that he is still bound after death, causing trouble to others) but he won't get hurt or anything, it shouldn't matter if he falls from the window. Zhibai patiently explained, letting go of the body blocking the window, although she couldn't block Yili's sight because of the transparency.

After listening to this, Yili decisively opened the window, without thinking about jumping from the upper floor. [It's really decisive! 】

"But why don't you say it's the 16th floor?!" Yili looked at the distance between his eyes and the ground, and for a moment his legs went limp, and he suddenly thought, 'Will the ghost die again?' ’

Before he could react, he was already firmly on the ground.

"It's dangerous." Although Yili landed, his soul had not yet flown back.

[Haha, this is the painless version of jumping off the building.] The white color then fell slowly, but it floated up at the moment when it was about to touch the ground, as if opposite magnetic poles were about to collide.

Watching her hair slowly sway in the wind, Yili came back to her senses.

He habitually stood up and patted the ashes, but patted the loneliness. "I have to ...... Judging the way out of the community, this community is really big enough. ”

[Since it's a ghost, why don't you try to go through the wall?] This building is right next to the shop on the outer wall, so you should be able to walk through it directly. 】

"If I can go through the wall, why can I stay on the 16th floor? Even now he is stepping on the ground. Yili couldn't help but ask an unreasonable point.

Zhibai was not surprised, she looked at Yili and replied calmly: [Because this is something similar to triggering skills, you can only pass through the wall when you want to. 】

Yili didn't bother to complain about this strange point for the time being, thinking about going through the wall, and reached out to touch the wall of the outer wall.

Slowly, it really blended in.

Seeing this reaction, he slowly walked into the wall, feeling such a strange scene, like the feeling of the waves around him when he stood up in the river before.

"It's amazing, it's fun."

[Piercing the wall is just an appetizer, and now that it has become a ghost, it is estimated that there will be something more fun. 】

Listening to Zhibai's words, Yili also completely blended in, reaching the other side of the wall.

With a dazzling array of goods and shelves in front of him, 'It's a supermarket.' ’

Looking at the door close in front of him, Yili walked out without hesitation.

[Wow, it's a soda cracker, I've wanted to try it for a long time.] 】

Zhibai stayed in front of a shelf, looking at the green packaged soda in front of him like a little gluttonous cat. 【Can I eat it?】 May I? 】

"But we don't have the money...... And if you want to eat it, you don't have to ask my permission. ”

[I just want to ask you.] It turns out that it takes money to eat what is here, and the last time I came, I ate it directly......]

Yili was a little shocked when she heard this: "Then no one saw the soda cake being opened?" ”

[No, when you intentionally hold an item, you can choose whether to let it disappear with you.] 】

[I did this last time, and now it seems a bit unkind.] Zhibai stuck out her tongue in embarrassment, trying to cover up the fact that she was stealing food with cuteness.

"But since it's not reality...... It should be fine. Yili was a little confused.

[If it's a ghost, you shouldn't need to care about this.] Zhibai scratched his head in embarrassment.

[Ah, yes! Zhibai clasped his left hand into a fist on his right hand, and said smartly: [Then I'll let the fireworks make up for the non-main line items we consume, so that there will be no moral burden!] 】

"Fireworks?"

[That's the name of this chapter.] 】

Yili thought that he shouldn't have asked about the payment of money, he had become a ghost, and what did he care about the moral burden...... No one cares anyway.

He wanted to spend more time experiencing the life of being a ghost than wasting time on it all the time.