Live ghost hunting: Boss, she raises a ghost king instead

The sky in summer is like Monkey's face, it changes at will.

The sun was shining brightly just a moment ago, but in the blink of an eye, dark clouds began to form, making it look like it was going to rain heavily.

On the asphalt road, a woman riding a motorcycle was driving quickly carrying cakes and flowers.

The shape of the cake is very cute, it is a fat and white rabbit, surrounded by cream flowers and flowers, and the flowers are also carefully selected pink roses.

Jiang Buyan made this decision after carefully consulting the cake shop and flower shop owners. They said that no girl can refuse cute things.

"Unlucky." Seeing that it was going to rain, Jiang Buyan had no choice but to stop his motorcycle and take out his raincoat to cover them tightly in order to protect the cake and roses.

After checking again to make sure she wasn't getting wet, she started the motorcycle again and left.

Sure enough, a minute later, it began to rain heavily.

The rain came quickly and fiercely, accompanied by a strong wind. Without a poncho, Jiang Buyan had no choice but to brave the rain, with the roar of wind and rain filling his ears.

Fortunately, it's not far away and we'll be there soon.

She was just on her way and didn't notice that the screen of her mobile phone in her pocket suddenly flashed, showing several missed calls in red.

When Jiang Buyan arrived, the dilapidated container house had collapsed from the middle, and the wind and rain rushed into the small carriage, forcing the children and the elderly to huddle in a corner, behind an old umbrella.

She suddenly felt bad. She didn't even bother to take the gifts in the back seat, and walked straight towards the umbrella.

The room was cold and dark. Jiang Buyan turned on the flashlight on his mobile phone and used a weak beam of light to finally see clearly what was happening behind the umbrella.

Li Changle's whole body had been soaked by the rain, his body was shivering with cold, and his hands and feet were soaked and turned white.

In her arms was Grandpa Li, who had long since lost his breath. Grandpa Li had a peaceful face and was wearing clothes dyed dark blue by the rain.

Jiang Buyan felt as if something exploded in her brain, which shocked her so much that she could hardly see the world clearly.

Even though she had long known that Grandpa Li would die, she still couldn't help but feel trembling when she actually saw him.

"Buyan...sister..." Li Changle stiffly and slowly raised his head to look at Jiang Buyan.

Her dark eyes were dead and without any brilliance. Her lips trembled and she said in a hoarse voice: "Grandpa...home...is gone."

"There's no place...to hide from the rain."

Yes, in the deserted suburbs, except for this dilapidated house, there was no place for the grandfather and grandson to stay.

Now the house has collapsed, the rain is pouring outside, and there is no place for them to take shelter in the huge world.

Jiang Buyan's nose felt sour and he leaned over the heads of his grandfather and grandson, trying to shield them from the wind and rain.

But she was too thin, and she could not block the all-pervasive wind and rain alone.

"Chang Le..." Jiang Buyan's call was particularly weak in the noisy rain. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know where to start.

How should she comfort this child who had just lost a loved one?

She racked her brains and searched for all the warm-sounding words in her mind, but she couldn't find one. In the end, she could only look at her quietly.

Li Changle stretched out his hand to wipe away the rain falling on Grandpa Li's face, but the rain could not be wiped away.

She bit her lip and wiped it over and over again, as if she was competing with God.

"Chang Le, stop." Jiang Buyan pressed her hand, and then he realized that her body temperature was frighteningly low, and she was no different from a dead person.

"Sister Buyan, you are a ghost exorcist. Tell me, is grandpa still here?" Li Changle asked, holding Jiang Buyan's wrist tightly as if grasping a life-saving straw.

"Here...he is touching your head, comforting you not to cry." Jiang Buyan took a deep breath and tensed his body.

She lied, and when a normal person dies, he will be taken away by Black and White to be reincarnated, leaving no room for him to stay in the human world.

She has already seen that there is no soul of Grandpa Li here, he has gone to hell.

"With you like this, how can Grandpa rest assured about reincarnation? He has suffered too much in this life, and he will definitely find a good family in his next life." Jiang Buyan tried his best to smile bitterly, and reached out to stroke the top of Li Changle's hair.

"Let's bury him. Let grandpa rest in peace as soon as possible, okay?"

Li Changle sobbed and lowered his head, hugging his grandfather's body tightly, his shoulders shaking with sadness.

After a while, she choked and asked: "Are people...all so miserable?"

Jiang Buyan nodded, his eyes dark.

"Yes, everyone has their own sufferings."

"Then why are you still alive! It's so painful, why..."

"I'm sorry, I can't answer this question. Everyone's support in life is different. For grandpa, you are the support in his life. I think he must not want to see you like this." Jiang Buyan said bitterly, It's more astringent than biting through gall.

"Grandpa and I obviously just want to live a normal life..."

"Even if we don't have enough to eat, don't have warm clothes, and are looked down upon, we still want to live."

"I obviously don't want to be rich or promoted, I just want to live. Why...can't even realize such a humble wish!"

Li Changle was so excited that he raised his head and asked the sky loudly.

Her body was filled with strong resentment, and the resentment mixed with the death of Grandpa Li, turning into a surge of resentment.

"Not good!" Jiang Buyan's heart rang with alarm, and he immediately put his fingers between his lips, concentrating on reciting the mantra.

"The ice has been cold for thousands of years, and all things are still. It is best to keep your heart calm and look forward to my single spirit...no abandonment, no abandonment, no action and no self."

After the voice fell, she put her left hand under her right wrist, tapped her fingers between Li Changle's eyebrows, and put a wisp of pure white energy into her body to reassure her.

"Ayan...they are here." Ke Liao's gentle voice suddenly came from behind.

Jiang Buyan looked back and saw that seven or eight lonely ghosts had gathered around this small carriage at some point. They exuded varying degrees of resentment.

"We're all here by smell." Jiang Buyan put the umbrella away to block the grandfather and grandson behind him, and then walked out of the carriage with a cold face.

Li Changle's resentment lingered for a long time, and even the sky became gloomy.

When Ke Lian saw Jiang Buyan being soaked in the rain outside, he took off his coat without thinking and covered her head, but the rainwater could penetrate his clothes and fall on her.

Forgot... I am a ghost, a soul...

A trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and then he said, "Leave it to me."

"Your injury..."

"No problem." Ke Li strode in front of Jiang Buyan to protect her.

Then he quickly kneaded the mantra with both hands in front of his chest, and the resentment of the kid around him was guided to flow into his palm, like all rivers returning to the sea. Even Li Changle's resentment was brought here under the huge gravity.

His white robe moved without any wind, and his black hair was flying.

The resentment in his hand gathered more and more, and finally it gathered into a round pill that was black all over, like a black pearl, and then stopped.