"Yuan Mei's "Zi Bu Yu" also records that 'every day falls, the road is full of ghosts, especially rich and noble families. It is probably a few feet shorter than a person, and his face is not very recognizable, but he sees several segments of black qi, standing obliquely on the side, and whispering. ’”

"Yes, yes, yes!"

As soon as she heard Zhao Jin say this, Song Qingru thought about it carefully, it was really the case, the place where she lived was a well-known rich area, that is, in that vicinity, she saw the most black gas.

"The joy is warm, and the people gather to live together, like those who chase water and grass. The ghosts meet the walls and windows, and they all pass through directly, and they don't feel that they are in the way. It has nothing to do with people, and it doesn't matter at all. When they meet, they are revenge and worshippers. In a poor and lonely home, there are very few ghosts who come and go, and the ghosts can't be willing to be so cold.

"Therefore, the poor do not need to be afraid of ghosts, because they are so poor that ghosts do not want to come to the door."

After a lot of talking, as soon as he mentioned ghosts, Zhao Jin became energetic, thinking that when he first came into contact with this industry, it was called an excitement, and the unknown occult knowledge was the most strange temptation for him.

"With so many ghosts around us, won't ordinary people be affected?"

Hearing Song Qingru ask like this, Zhao Jin couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Whoever is the most snobbish, and sees a man in a splendid robe, and worships him from afar as a form of begging, and the ragged one mocks him, or picks up dust and sprinkles his face, or pulls a spider's web on his eyes, or laughs at him, then his man will be in trouble."

"People are afraid of ghosts, and ghosts are afraid of people. There is also a record in "Zi Bu Yu" that "ghosts avoid people, like people avoid smoke, and avoid them because they are disgusting, and they avoid them without knowing that they are people." However, it is often swept by people who are in a hurry, and it is scattered into several sections, and when you have to make a hot tea, you can completely become a ghost, and its situation seems to be quite difficult. ’”

"So the ghost doesn't dare to come out during the day, there are so many people during the day, everyone hits him, and it doesn't take until night for him to be knocked away."

Song Qingru nodded thoughtfully, but it didn't seem to feel right.

"The dog spirit in the body of the little girl we met last time is not harmful?"

"That dog spirit also became so powerful because it was contaminated with the evil blood in the butcher shop, in most cases, ordinary ghosts have no ability to harm people, let alone harm people, if they don't hurry to the land of the dead, whether they can keep their souls alive is a problem, and they can only survive in some evil places."

Zhao Jin explained like this, but Song Qingru was even more puzzled.

"If ghosts don't hurt people, then you won't have any business to do."

"Hehe, most of the business I do is not ordinary ghosts hurting people, they are either ghosts that exist in the Yin and evil antiquities, or they are artificially created ghosts, and there are still very few evil ghosts that deliberately hurt people."

"Isn't the ghost not scary at all, then?"

"That's pretty much it, in addition to the extremely rare ghosts, the ones who also have the ability to hurt people are strong souls and evil ghosts, they are wicked people when they are alive, and their anger has not disappeared after death, and they are still like scoundrels in the world, and they are violent and violent. In fact, these ghosts are the most bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, and those who are prosperous avoid it, and those who are lucky dare to invade. ”

Zhao Jin has never found that his school flower friend is so "shameless to ask" as he is today, and the question is called too much!

"Isn't it often said that encountering a ghost will bring bad luck?"

"There are three fires on the top of people's heads and shoulders, ordinary ghosts are afraid of them, how can they dare to get close to people, even if that person's yang energy is weak, but at most they are affected by a cold, just take a hot bath and take some cold medicine.

"Usually ordinary people encounter the so-called 'bad luck' ghosts are only the remnant ghosts, all the officials and dealers, the interest has a constant, and the number of them is leftover, that is, the surplus, and the leftover ghosts have to plunder it. When a corrupt official or profiteer is seen looting and exploiting 'a few extra wealth', he will 'make it wasted, or use unscrupulous things, or buy and sell at a price that is not as high as usual'. ”

"In short, it seems to be doing the right thing for heaven, but in fact, it is to treat them in the way of others, create some reasons, or let them gamble indiscriminately, or let them suffer trouble, or let them make mistakes in business, and finally collect these windfalls into the pockets of the 'Jade Emperor'."

Song Qingru nodded thoughtfully.

"This is the saying 'the wicked have their own evildoers', right?"

"Yes, smart, so the remnants were very popular among the common people in ancient times, and they were called 'leftover doctors'. Guess what identity and profession these remnant ghosts appear in the human world? ”

Zhao Jin looked at Song Qingru with a smile on his face.

"Look at your ill-intentioned laughter!"

"Haha, yes, beware of me suing you for slander!"

"A thief who infiltrates a corrupt official's house? The young lady who blackmailed the nouveau riche? What else? ”

"Haha, it's so smart, there are also two and three wives raised by political nouveau riche, deceiving the popular qigong masters in the church, seducing the rich second generation of helpers and dogs, oh, the son of the pit father is also counted, hahahahahaha......"

"Look at the way you're smiling, what's so funny about that?"

Song Qingru couldn't help but roll his eyes, said coquettishly, and then continued to ask as normal.

"Then you say, is there any kind of ghost that sneaks into people's homes and doesn't hurt people, or doesn't hurt people yet."

When Zhao Jin heard Song Qingru ask, he thought that the key was finally here, and after talking so much, he finally asked what he really wanted to ask, sample, are you still playing the trick of knocking on the side here with me?

"This kind of is a hard-working ghost, people have workers, and ghosts have workers."

"Part-time worker?"

"Yes, after death, if the ghost does not enter the underworld as soon as possible, there will be a risk of the soul scattering, but some ghosts are attached to the world and want to survive in the world, so they rely on labor to absorb some popularity, and gradually condense a false body, so as to become a half-ghost and half-human state to survive the world.

"However, there is a cycle in heaven and earth, and if there is a shortage, there is a supplement, and these working ghosts rely on working for others to make up for the lack of people who absorb popularity. What's more, they will rely on part-time jobs to earn money to supplement the family of their former home. ”

"So, these half-ghost, half-human working ghosts don't do any harm to people?"

Although Song Qingru's tone seemed very flat, Zhao Jin could still see the worry in the depths of her eyes.

"What's on my face? Why do you keep looking at me? ”

Zhao Jin smiled, ignored Song Qingru's gags, and continued.

"Whether these ghosts are different from ordinary people in terms of eating and drinking behind them is not mentioned in the book, after all, I don't think these literati have this kind of bad taste, to delve into other people's private affairs. But their daily appearance and behavior can be said to be no different from that of the living, and as long as they do not say it themselves, they will not be recognized from the crowd. So they have a special name, which is 'living ghosts'. ”

"Oh oh, I see."

Song Qingru seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, his eyes lowered, as if he was thinking about something.

"What's the matter, you have a living ghost in your house?"

Zhao Jin asked tentatively, but Song Qingru, who was stunned, was defenseless.

"Huh? No, I'm just curious how scary it would be for ordinary people to know that the leader they get along with day and night is a ghost. ”

"Didn't you say that if we live with ghosts all the time, the yang energy in our bodies will be weakened? Will we also become yin? What does it look like to become a sick seedling? ”

Song Qingru seemed to have just understood a little, but when she turned her head and thought about it, she felt that something was wrong.

"These living ghosts are already a half-human, half-ghost mentality, although they are ghosts in nature, they inhabit their own corpses, and the corpses are like a protective shield, covering their ghosts, neither letting the yin energy in their bodies disperse, nor being burned by the yang energy of ordinary people. Protect both themselves and the ordinary people around them. ”

It seemed that Song Qingru still had some doubts, and Zhao Jin continued to explain slowly.

"Living ghosts don't always exist, their corpses are nourished by the yin qi of their own ghosts and do not decay, but they can only last for a period of time, and cannot exist permanently, as short as a few months, as long as decades, otherwise if they can exist all the time, wouldn't it really be immortal? Then wouldn't my one-meter-nine, charming ancestor also have to go all over the world to find the legendary elixir?

"As for how the living ghost is formed, maybe it's because of the obsession in front of the deceased, anyway, I don't know the specifics, and I haven't died."

Song Qing nodded as if he didn't understand.

"I need to take a break, it's like refreshing my worldview."

She clutched her head, and it seemed as if she was really organizing her thoughts.

Suddenly, she seemed to notice something, and when she looked up, she saw that Zhao Jin was staring at her with compassion at this time, only to see her scalp tingling for a while.

"What are you doing? Why are you looking at it like that? ”

The corners of Zhao Jin's mouth twitched, revealing a more eerie smile, and then leaned over and said something in her ear that made her even more creepy.

"How can you be sure that all you see in your life are people?"

Song Qingru's pupils contracted violently, his body stiffened, and he looked at Zhao Jin in disbelief.

"You !!!???"

Immediately, Zhao Jin smiled.

"I'm kidding, at least I'm human, and you're human."

Hearing this, Song Qingru still didn't slow down, and smashed a punch on Zhao Jin's chest.

"Oh roar, it hurts, it hurts, the goddess spares her life!"

Zhao Jin hurriedly begged for mercy, but this great ups and downs in his soul made Song Qingru's already tired spirit even more tired, but it seemed to have become a lot more empty.

"You're going to die! It's a joke at this time! ”

Song Qingru's punch just now obviously didn't contain her strength, it was really pounded on Zhao Jin's chest, she didn't use her spiritual power, and Song Qingru was already restrained enough in that punch, otherwise she would be joking at this juncture, who would not hammer him to death?

"But what you say ......"

Recalling what Zhao Jin said just now that scared her, she was really scary, yes, how can you believe that what you see is all people?

It can't be anything else? For example...... Ghost?