"That's why there are more 'ghosts'."

Aunt Mei served a bowl of soup, this woman seemed to like soup very much, she had to drink a bowl of soup before every meal, and her appetite was also very good, unlike other elderly people, who couldn't eat much food at every meal.

Five bowls were served, placed on the table, and chopsticks were prepared.

"What kind of existence is a ghost?" Qin Blind, who had lost his murderous aura, asked while leaning on his round-framed sunglasses.

"Three souls and seven spirits? Or obsession? No one can say exactly what kind of existence they are, but as far as I can see, ghosts are a different kind of 'new life'. Aunt Mei scooped a spoonful of it, brought it to her mouth, blew it, and drank it.

"All kinds of life are in the past, and since then it has been a new life, but it is so new, it is in exchange for all the memories of this life, 'ghosts' can at least retain the memories of life, but the ghosts who reside in the yang world are either fierce or evil, either there are resentments, or they have obsessions, these four kinds, there is nothing to be done, the evil ghosts and evil ghosts can't be beaten, the ghosts can't be caught, the obsessive ghosts can't be taken away, and there are not many yin differences, but in this world, there are more and more ghosts." Aunt Mei talked eloquently.

"Is Yin so weak?" The blind judge the poor by their combat power.

"It's not that the yin is weak, but the yin is not a ghost, they are more like the rules between heaven and earth, they are a group of puppets who only know how to send the dead into the underworld, for ordinary people, the yin difference will be as frightening as the ghost, so it will exaggerate the yin difference, and it will also demonize the word 'yin difference', but in fact, the yin difference is just a little more terrifying for ordinary people, and it is only weak for three days after colliding with the yin difference."

"Puppet... Or maybe the program. The blind man is described as a "program".

"Procedure? What is the term used to talk about 'ghosts' in later generations? "Aunt Mei is always limited by the times.

Qin blindly shook his head: "It's hard to say." ”

"Well, it's hard to say... Or - it's hard to say? With the same three words, Aunt Mei opened her mouth and asked two meanings.

"It's a bit of both." Qin Blind hadn't seen ghosts in the Origin World anyway, and when he was in the Origin World, he even went to the funeral parlor and cemetery to investigate, but found nothing.

Aunt Mei nodded slightly, looking back at the portrait hanging on the wall of the living room, I don't know what she was thinking, Qin Blind could only see that her appetite didn't seem to be so good.

"Nobleman..." Aunt Mei opened her mouth.

Qin Xiya interrupted Aunt Mei's words: "If Aunt Mei doesn't want to call me 'Yan'er', it's okay, but I really can't deserve the word 'noble', just call me 'Xiya', the west of the west, the end of the world." ”

"It's a fate with you, and it's also with me." Aunt Mei smiled, "Xiya, do you know why I call you the [Three Strange Nobles]?" ”

"Why?"

The word "Three Strange Nobles" is taken from the three types of "A escapes into E", "Taiyi carry", and "Renshui Empty Death", which are three specific and extraordinary elephant relationships, but these three relationships are very exquisite, isolated and extraordinary, and left out of the sky, so they can be called "Three Wonders".

And these three types of strange, as well as the strange zero of the world, so the three strange life, is not ordinary, this kind of life, not so much can be born naturally, but as if from other worlds, the value of the life is better than the rest of the noble life.

I see that although your life is similar to that of your child, but the date of birth is in the later generations, so I call you the three strange nobles, I don't know if there are three strange nobles like you in ancient times, but today, don't say that it is Xiangjiang, even the world can not find the second one. ”

"Then these three strange nobles, where is the strangeness?" "Strange is in the 'strange place'."

"Strange can change that fate?" The blind man asked again.

"Strange is reversible and reversible." Aunt Mei replied.

The blind man shook his head, and the faceless face in his hand reappeared, constantly rubbing.

"Is it possible to change the world? Is it okay to go against the overall situation of this era? "No."

'Strange people?' What is the odd bird? Qin Xiya scolded.

Aunt Mei just wanted to speak, but put down the bowl, and there was a knock outside the door.

An old woman outside the door, wearing cotton clothes and cotton pants, only in early autumn to put on a winter dress, I don't know how to deal with the winter, I saw an old cloth shoe in the old woman's hand, and a few holes, the hand up and down, knocking on the small paper man on the ground again, there are words in the mouth.

"I'll fight, I'll fight, fight, hit your villain's head, and wait for you to be angry."

The blind man was puzzled, and Aunt Mei spoke up.

"It's a 'peer' who is jealous of me, don't pay attention to it." Aunt Mei tapped her index finger on the table.

Qin Xiya waited quietly, the old woman outside the door was still chattering, and Aunt Mei was still tapping on the table, as if she was counting.

"Do you want my help?" The blind man asked, although he was blind, but he could also see that the 'human magnetic field' around Aunt Mei... Let's call it the human magnetic field.

The magnetic field of the human body is as ethereal as a cloud, it seems to be three clear qi, but it is like an iron wall of the city wall, solid as gold, and there are three faintly visible portraits inside, one is old, one is middle-aged, and the other is young, no matter how much it is, it can't be seen, or this is the 'aura'.

A piece of broken shoes outside the "field" looks like a boat, knocking on the aura again and again, but it has no achievements.

"If such a thing also needs your help, then won't I live in vain all these years?" Aunt Mei shook her head.

"Beat you as a villain, and wait until you have money to know how to do it."

"It's a second time." Aunt Mei had a smile on her face, but she was also angry.

"Hit your little man's feet, wait until you have shoes."

"Again and again, again and again, and then again." Aunt Mei always had a smile on her face, and no one could see what was going on under this smile.

But at this moment, the blind man saw that Aunt Mei's fire was already very big.

Just stick a spoon into the soup and stir it, the soup is calm, but as it stirs, the bones and other pieces of meat and other accessories such as turmeric and ginseng swirl around.

The blind man looked out the window, the heavens and the earth were endless, but the sky was round, and it was only a small area, an area only for the old woman, but the blind man felt that it was somewhat similar to his 'qi-machine sympathy', but it was more subtle than the air-machine sympathy.

He "couldn't take his eyes off it" and wanted to learn something from it to nourish himself.

Aunt Mei's aura around her body has not changed, but the old woman outside the door has suffered, and for a while, the world is spinning, her head is dizzy, and the spells in her mouth are not good, and there is no foaming at the mouth, but there is saliva and secretion, like a pug with a tongue sticking out.

The paper figure disappeared, but the hand holding the broken shoe hit the old woman's head and hands and feet a few times, and after a few strokes, she fainted and fell to the ground.

Only then did Aunt Mei stop stirring, and the soup in the bowl calmed down instantly.

"Aunt Mei's Taoism is profound." The blind man admired.

"Gao Shen? Oh, no matter how profound it is, it can't withstand retribution. Aunt Mei sneered and looked at the portrait, no sadness or joy, just sadness.

The blind man also looked at the portrait, and the gentle middle-aged man in the black and white posthumous photo smiled elegantly, "staring" at Aunt Mei.

"Let's eat." She took another sip of soup.

The soup in the other five bowls on the table gradually faded,

The fragrant old fire soup gradually lost its taste.

"Just 'sniffing' is the same as eating?"

Qin Blind looked at the five little ghosts who were quietly "drinking soup", and realized that he did only know a little about this world.

Aunt Mei shook her head, her eyebrows were kind and kind, but she was a little helpless: "That's a swear word, you can't say it." ”

It seems that he does only know a little.