The next morning.

Dean knocked on the door of his neighbor's house across the hill, ready to "hand in the task".

"Good morning, Mrs. Henderson."

"Dean? Is there something going on so early? "The woman seemed to have just finished the night shift, dressed in a wide nightgown, with unkempt hair and sleepy eyes.

"That's right, when I was helping you find the cat the day before yesterday, I found out that there was a little accident in your house, and I think it's better to talk to you," Dean said with a smile.

The woman welcomed him into the hall.

Dean sat down on the leather sofa, and the orange cat, who was licking his fur not far away, suddenly meowed, jumped off the sofa and fled into the bedroom, "By the way, isn't Dustin at home?" ”

"He went to the mall in the center of town at seven o'clock to play with his classmates." Mrs. Henderson offered a cup of coffee and a plate of cranberry biscuits, and sat across from Dean, "So, what happened to you is..."

"Before I do that, I have a few questions for you, which are very important, and I ask you to answer them honestly." Dean pressed his hands to his knees and squeezed them, and asked in as calm a tone as he could, "Do you still love your husband Joshua Henderson?" ”

This sentence made Mrs. Henderson's expression stiffen, and after a long pause, she said quietly,

"Although he has been dead for three years, he has always lived in my heart. Otherwise, I would have taken Dustin to remarry a long time ago. ”

"Then do you usually have a subtle feeling, Joshua never left, but stayed in this house all the time."

"I don't understand what you mean." The woman was stunned and said, "At Joshua's funeral, I and a group of people watched him be buried in the cemetery!" ”

"Your husband's body, of course, is in a coffin..."

"But I'm talking about his soul." Dean said, "The last time I went down to the basement to look for a cat, I found your husband's soul playing with Meow. ”

"Oh God!" Mrs. Henderson covered her mouth and exclaimed, "The more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes, there are no ghosts in the world at all!" ”

"I'm sorry to scare you, but every word I say is true." Dean's face was calm, and he explained without hurrying, "Joshua died in this house, and because his last wish was not fulfilled, his soul has been lingering. ”

"Meowth Meow found out about this former owner, so he often sent him apple pie, which became what you call a disappearance."

"If you're not lying," Mrs. Henderson said abruptly, her eyes wide and looking around quickly, "why can't Dustin and I see him?" We are his relatives, and he does not appear before us, but he goes to see you. ”

"This is not his intention, ordinary people can't see ghosts, but I'm different, I'm a psychic medium, have you heard of it?" The identity of the psychic medium is also the only one that Dean dares to put on the table, after all, there are thousands of people across the country who claim to be psychic mediums, and it is impossible to distinguish between true and false, "I am born with the ability to see... Not only can you see ghosts, but you can also communicate with them. ”

"What medium? It's a liar on TV, I don't believe that, don't say it, Dean... Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't help but ask Hope to put you in jail and be sober. ”

Mrs. Henderson waved her hand towards the gate, and sent off the guest with a tense face,

"You go, I'll just joke about you drinking too much today."

"I have proof." Dean took the slipboard from her briefcase and placed the lenses in front of her left eye, pointing them at the empty spot next to the TV.

At the same time, the soul of Joshua in the board was released.

The woman's eyes narrowed, and the room suddenly dropped several degrees, and the cool wind swept through her pale and flabby cheeks, like a lover's gentle caress that tugged at her heartstrings.

A pale cyan figure as unreal as a projection suddenly appeared in the woman's sight.

A middle-aged man, with thinning hair, rounded cheeks and a beer belly, is not at all handsome and chic.

But let her be familiar to the depths of her soul.

Joshua?

Mrs. Henderson was in a trance, and stood still for half a minute before she woke up from a dream.

She put down the board without believing in evil.

The figure disappeared from sight.

Lift the board again.

Hmmm-

That face came into view.

Compared to the reassuring smile he always reassured in his memory, his whole face was as emotionless as a poker at this time.

"Dean... Is this magic? Mrs. Henderson asked, her voice trembling, but with a hint of anticipation,

Dean smiled quietly.

"Woo, it's been three years, three years, do you know how I got here?" The woman screamed and rushed over to hug the figure, but her hands went straight through it, hugging a cloud of air,

"What's going on?" She nervously turned her head and asked, scrambling to touch the air, "Why can't you touch him?" ”

"Have you forgotten, he is currently just an illusory ghost, naturally untouchable."

"Not even you?"

"I can't help you."

"I can only watch him like this?" Mrs. Henderson raised the board with her left hand to observe, and at the same time touched the side of the man's face with her right hand, and could only faintly feel as if she had touched a layer of mist that could not be thinner, and a slightly larger movement would completely dispel the mist.

Meow...

An orange bolt of lightning burst out of the bedroom, ran to the feet of Mrs. Henderson and the ghost, raised her amber eyes to look at it, and then rolled around on the ground, revealing her soft belly, as if to tell her dead master to pamper herself.

Dean looked at the mischievous cat's eyes a little softer.

"What's wrong with his face?" Mrs. Henderson asked softly, "Why is it so stiff?" ”

"Feelings and memories fade when you become a ghost, but don't worry, he's always remembering you and Dustin." "One of his last wishes was to continue treating Dustin, so he was always on his mind to recover the money he owed." ”

Dean escaped from his briefcase and placed them neatly on the table, the dark green color of which caught the woman's gaze.

"I took them back for him, and now I give them to you, 90,000 knives, please accept them."

Dean snatched 190,000 knives from Feodor and didn't mind splitting half of them as an experiment.

got the other half, and his savings in hand rose again to an unprecedented 220,000.

Mrs. Henderson covered her mouth in surprise, "I've never heard of anyone owing Joshua such a large sum of money. ”

"Joshua took a risk to earn this money, and I didn't say it because you were worried. But Dustin needed the money. ”

The woman looked at the dollar on the table, then at the translucent husband in front of her.

Is this a pie-in-the-sky dream?

She reached out and pinched her face, and the strong stinging pain made her wake up,

"Dean, the psychic mediums on TV are all hugging each other like big stars, asking for tens of thousands of dollars in rewards every time they help people psychic, but I didn't give you anything, why are you helping us?"

Dean smiled and said,

"A champion swimmer who saw someone drowning by the river reached out and rescued him. It's just a gesture. ”

As soon as Dean finished speaking, he saw that his progress had skyrocketed from 100 percent to 15 percent.

The corners of his mouth curled even more.

……

The woman takes a deep breath,

"Well, I can't touch Joshua, but can I talk to him?"

"There's a way, do you remember playing a psychic game on Halloween?"

"Hmm."

"That's easy."

Dean took out a divination suit and instructed the woman a little until she remembered, and then added a wish to the ghost,

"Your husband has one more wish—to get the whole family together for a good meal, and I suggest you start preparing your best dishes right away."

"Joshua's favorite thing to eat is the apple pie I make." Mrs. Henderson gave the ghost a gentle look, "But Dustin is at the mall, and I need to get him back." ”

"Prepare lunch, I'll help you get him back."

……

Dean pushed the door open and drove away and drove to the Horadik mall in the center of town.

I opened God's perspective and scanned it, with a strange smile on my face.

In the alley behind the mall, Dustin is confronted by two boys of the same age with curly hair, accompanied by three friends.

"Look, Frogface, Faggot, Toothless, Brother Ni, what are you deformed freaks and waste doing here?" The shorter, curly-haired boy proudly pointed his finger at the chest of the four, and all four looked a little cowardly.

"Probably to find a hidden place, arrange their DND cult rituals, and unleash an evil curse," the taller boy next to him said harshly, "Remember, not long ago, a senior boy in our school fell unconscious for some reason, and then actually died, I always suspected that they were making trouble." The four vicious little wizards cursed the poor boy and killed him. ”

"Don't joke, we haven't seen him at all, how can we curse him?" Dustin touched his cap and retorted reasonably, "His death has nothing to do with us, and DND is not a cult ritual, it is interesting and full of depth, and it requires a brilliant mind and amazing courage, only cowards and scumbags would slander it." ”

"Are you threatening me, Toothless?" The curly-haired man took a step closer to Dustin and aggressively poked his sick concave collarbone with his fingers, making him gasp in pain, "Your old grandmother's rotten mouth move again, dare to curse me, my dad will shoot and kill all of your family!" ”

This aggressive threat made the faces of the four of them change.

The word dad made Dustin even more stunned.

"Let's go... Ignore these two idiots. Mike hooked his hand at the three friends and then went straight past the two roadblockers, only to have the curly-haired boy deliberately reach out and trip him, and Mike fell to the ground with a muffled grunt and a broken jaw.

"Haha, walk carefully, frog face." The two little bullies smiled at Mike's tragic condition and turned around and walked out of the alley contentedly.

The three friends hurriedly helped Mike up,

"It's alright, man."

"It doesn't matter, it's just a little painful."

Lucas watched the backs of the two bullies gasp for breath with fire in his eyes, and Will looked timid.

"Go back and rub some medicine, don't take this to heart," Dustin took a deep breath and patted Mike on the back, self-motivated, "We're human and we can't afford to deal with two vicious dogs." ”

"That's right, they're two curly-haired teddies that bite randomly," Mike laughed, rubbing his chin,

"The bits are right, the stinky bits, I don't even feel dirty when I bite them back." Lucas blinked, showing his big white teeth.

The four elementary school students said a word, leaving behind the grievances of being bullied just now, and quickly became cheerful.

……

Will the Spiritual Victory Method be so young?

Dean retracted God's perspective, and the car drove to the mouth of the alley,

"Dustin, Will..."

"Hey, Dean, where have you been these days?" Will waved at him from afar and smiled shyly, "Why didn't you come to the house to find Jonathan?" ”

"I've been busy with work lately, so I'll go back in a few days." Dean said meaningfully, "Have you forgotten the boxing that you were taught while listening to music?" Shoot when it's time to shoot, otherwise it's useless to learn. ”

Will blushed in shame and lowered his head.

"Dustin, Mrs. Henderson is waiting for you at home." Dean pushed open the passenger door, "Get in the car, I'll send you back." ”

"What's the matter, did Meow lose it again?" Dustin looked reluctant, "We're going to deal with the vampire lord soon, and without me as a bard, the battle is 100% useless." ”

"It's not a cat problem, there's a big surprise waiting for you."

"Surprise? Bye bye, comrades-in-arms, keep the progress for me, and we will fight together in the afternoon! ”

……

"Dustin, I saw the behavior of those two little bullies just now, do you want to learn a few self-defense techniques?"

In the car, Dean asked,

"I don't like violence." Dustin shook his head decisively,

"Then let them bully like this, and they can't fight back like this?"

"It's useless to fight back." Dustin reached out like a bird in flight to feel the rushing air flow outside the car window, grinning and revealing a toothless mouth, "The best way to deal with people like them is to ignore them." ”

"The realm is so high at a young age." Dean no longer insisted, he would take revenge, but this kid was obviously not with him.

Back home.

Mrs. Henderson, dressed in a brown-colored dress with floor-length hems, excitedly greeted Dustin and gave him a hug, and kissed him heavily on the forehead.

"Mom, why don't you turn on the lights, why are you so excited today, and you are still dressed so beautifully, what is the great joy?"

"Follow me, kid."

Mrs. Henderson dragged a puzzled Dustin to a table lit by the candlestick light, lined with apple pie, steak, roast chicken, salad, sumptuous treats, and a divination chessboard.

The woman handed the board to Dustin,

"What's this?"

"Look at the seat to your left."

As the woman spoke, she hooked her hand towards Dean at the door, her eyes grateful,

"Come on in!"

"It's your family reunion, so I won't bother." Dean glanced inside, and an orange cat was meowing at the feet of the trio.

The ghost sat in a row with Mrs. Henderson and Dustin, as if taking a family photo, and his dark pupils turned out of the room, flashing with deep relief and gratitude.

Sensational family ethics dramas are exempt.

Dean closed the door thoughtfully and leaned his back slightly.

Then there were exclamations, a jumble of movement, sobbing, and finally shouts of excitement.

"Joshua!"

Dean took a twisted candy in his mouth, looked at the rising progress of events in the system, and looked up at the sky, the sun was shining brightly, just as he was feeling.

……

Soon, a line of prompts flashed before his eyes:

You've done the event—Joshua's obsession

You used to work for the living, but now you've expanded your business to the realm of the dead, and that's an improvement.

You killed Joshua's enemy, Fyodo

You investigate the truth behind his death and discover the Suren Spy and the Hawkins lab.

You recover the debt for him and return the doubling of 90,000 dollars (asking for 45,000) to his family.

You take the risk and use the mediumship ritual to reunite him with his family one last time.

Joshua and his family are grateful to you.

If you have completed the event by 200% and you have significantly exceeded the event, you can choose two special rewards, one of which will be greatly enhanced.

……

Significantly over-fulfillment events?

Dean couldn't help but laugh out loud, his hard work and hard work were not in vain!

Extract.

You have gained 100 XP and personal level Lv4 (430/500) → Lv5 (30/700).

Level up, you gain 1 stat point.

System Ability: God Perspective Lv3→ Lv4: Observation range 30 meters → 50 meters.

For a 200% completion, please choose two of the following special rewards:

A. Added the system ability "Thin Hell Shuttle" lv0 (greatly increased rewards):

You've performed many mediumship rituals and dealt with ghosts a lot.

You've seen ghosts dissipate normally many times, and you've made them disappear many times.

Your spirit and perception have fully met the standards of a psychic.

You have reached level 5 in your personal rank.

You have the strange object "The Sleepless Man's Table".

Quantitative change produces qualitative change.

The system will help you solidify a shuttle ability:

Now you can use your mental power to fill this ability at any time, and when your mental power is full, you can activate the ability - use the board to temporarily open the passage to the Thin Hell, so that no more than 3 souls, including yourself, can go to the Thin Prison to explore, and can return at any time.

Note: Be sure to keep the participant's physical body in an absolutely safe space and state before use.

Note: There are unknown dangers in the Prison of Thinness.

Note: This ability increases with the individual's level, but leveling up does not provide any stat buffs.

B． 1 point of spirit

C． 1 will

……

Two choices.

This time the incident was obviously not very difficult, and there was not even a decent fight.

But because he dug deep enough, the reward was more generous than Dean expected.

AThe reward is mandatory, and the description is very subtle, although I don't know how long it will take to recharge, and Dean doesn't plan to use it immediately, but it may come in handy if you keep it later.

The remaining chance is to choose between the B spirit and the C will, Dean hesitated for a moment and looked at the attribute:

Spirit: 18.1

Will: 14.2

The gap is close to 4 points, and in the last month in the daily life of the countryside, the hallucinations of "Midian" have been greatly reduced, but they still exist, and they pop up from time to time to scare him, and it is necessary to completely eliminate the hidden dangers.

And the spirit is like water, and the will is the container of water, and the higher the will, the stronger and more sophisticated the container.

"Continuing to harden the container, I choose A and C."

Dean decided, and a large number of prompts flashed in front of him:

You have gained a new system ability: Infernal Shuttle Lv0 (Charge Progress: 0/100)

Will: 14.2→15.2

Will to break through the 15-point threshold.

Poof.

Dean's heart jerked.

A strong sense of detachment and vertigo arises.

All the sounds, lights, and smells around them were fading and distorting at the speed of light.

The next moment. Dean's eyes went dark, and the whole person suddenly went from the maple street surrounded by the green shade of the hot summer into the universe of dead silence, nothingness, and absolute silence.

At the edge of the black outline of the universe hovered the star called the "Red Dragon" that Dean could see every time he meditated.

It radiated a blood-like glow, piercing through the darkness, dragging wisps of mottled mist from Dean's body toward itself.

The pressure and negative emotions that have accumulated in my heart have all disappeared with this continuous and steady extraction.

Red Dragon Meditation Lv2 (200→220/300)

Dean was freed from the heavy shackles and like a newborn, unrestrained, without any bad memories or physical burdens.

Coolness in my mind.

He was so sure that the nightmares and auditory hallucinations that had plagued him for days were gone.

"Yes, when the will breaks through 15, there is no such intense physical pain when the breakthrough is perceived."

As for the upgraded attribute points, plus...

……

A loud cry came from inside the room, interrupting Dean's thoughts.

God's perspective swept away—Joshua, the ghost of her husband and father, was surrounded by two beloved family members, and dissipated into the air in a burst of light.

Then Mrs. Henderson, whose makeup was blurred with tears, pushed the door open with Dustin, whose eyes were red and swollen, into the courtyard.

"Thank you, Dean, for everything you have for our family."

"Thank you for taking it." Dean opened his eyes, his machine-numb eyes swept over the mother and son, blinked, and returned to normal, "Joshua is gone, my mission is done." ”

"Where did he go?" Dustin grabbed Dean's hand, tilted his face back and asked, "Can't he stay at home all the time?" I don't want him to go, I don't want him to leave! ”

"You can't let him come back again, woo... I still have a lot to say to him, and I want to introduce him to Will, Lucas, my friends. ”

"Dustin, Joshua went to heaven, and you should be happy for him," Mrs. Henderson reached out and wiped her son's tears,

"Birth, old age, sickness and death, and then leaving, this is the law of nature, no one can change it, and it is already a great luck to be reunited with relatives before dissipating." Dean paused and said, "Then you will use that money to cure the disease." ”

Dean patted the boy's curly hair,

"Bless you with your teeth soon."

Dustin lowered his face,

"There's one more thing you must keep in mind," Dean said, reining in his smile, "don't reveal today's experiences, ghosts, rituals, including mine. ”

Dean deliberately said to the worst,

"Otherwise, TV stations, fanatical psychic researchers will come to harass you, and your colleagues, friends, and relatives will treat you as delusional lunatics and stay away from you, or even put you in a mental hospital."

"And I just need to move."

"I swear to God that I will keep my mouth shut." Mrs. Henderson hugged the child and promised,

"Can't even Mike and Will tell them?" Dustin reluctantly said, "It turned the science I learned in school upside down... Ghosts do exist, and my father is one of them... There must be a shocking secret hidden here! ”

"By the way, Mr. Clark of the Audiovisual Club is a genius, and he will definitely be able to help us solve the secrets of the ghost with scientific means."

Dean shook his head, narrowing his eyes,

"I won't admit it if you say it, besides, a child who doesn't keep his word will lose all his friends."

"Can I ask you about the rituals?" Dustin asked instead,

"Isn't it Halloween? You can play whenever you want," Dean narrowed his eyes, accentuating his tone, "but only a psychic medium can initiate a psychic ritual. ”

"Okay, I see. I promise I won't say it out, and I won't mess around. ”

"You have to swear, Dustin," Mrs. Henderson reminded her son,

"I swear to God." The toothless cub solemnly raised his hand,

"Remembering your promises, I'm gone."

Dean walked past the two into the room, picked up his board and chessboard, and took a piece of apple pie and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Dean, come here anytime in the future, I will prepare a sumptuous dessert for you."

"I'll talk about it when I have time." Dean waved his hand.

Bang!

The car is gone.

(End of chapter)