death is your ghost

Ye Xiaye hung up the phone, stared at the busy phone in a daze for a few seconds, then turned over and got out of bed to look for clothes and shoes.

At night, his mother's room was next door, and the soundproofing of the house was not very good, so the slightest movement could wake up his light-sleeping mother.

Ye Xiaye is a single-parent family. His father died of cancer when he was a child. His mother was in poor health and brought him up by herself. Relatives from her natal family introduced many partners to her for remarriage, but she refused them all. up.

It is not a good thing to say anything about remarriage, it is better not to marry.

About half of Ye Xiaye's temperament is inherited from his mother, she doesn't like to be controlled, she does her own way, and she still lives well.

Ten minutes later, Ye Xiaye appeared in front of Mo Han wearing a white shirt and black slim pants.His yellow hair has changed from the usual [-] points to the sides of his forehead, and has become smooth hair covering his forehead, some of which even cover his eyes. From a distance, he looks like a delinquent boy.

Mo Han couldn't figure out what it meant for him to take the trouble to dress himself up when he came out, especially at such a late hour, and it wasn't for a blind date when he was dressed so trendy.

Look at the inexplicably extra silver earrings on his left earlobe. There is a sense of society all over his body, blending into the blackness of the night, like a provocative and playful night elf.

"I said, why are you coming out so slowly? You come out dressed like this for nothing, what are you showing off!" Ye Xiaye's home is not far from the Hongfeng Orphanage, and it takes four or five minutes to ride a bicycle, and it takes only ten minutes to run and walk away , this guy took nearly 5 minutes to arrive.

Ye Xia Yeqiao pointed at the hair blocking her forehead, and said triumphantly, "Your tone on the phone was so urgent, something happened to you. Is it because I am so imposing? Come on, call me out so late, Did you have an appointment with someone?"

Let me go, what kind of brain circuit is this kid, I called you out to ask for help, not to find helpers to fight with others!

Mo Han hated that iron could not be made into steel, but he also blamed himself for going to appointments and fighting with others whenever he was called out for something. Over time, it became Mo Han's law of calling people, which made Ye Xiaye know it well.

"Can you use your brain, who am I going to make an appointment with at this late hour?"

Ye Xiaye moved the earbud on the left ear, and put it on too hastily when she came out, the position was not good, and it hurt a bit: "It's not a fight, so why did you ask me to come?"

Mo Han wanted to knock his skull open with a hammer to see what was inside besides the air.

He looked at his own room in the dormitory building, sighed and said, "I'll explain on the way, I have something to ask you, you said that your grandmother was engaged in magic stick work all her life, you should have been influenced Bar."

Ye Xiaye was full of suspicion: "Why did you ask this suddenly?"

Mo Han: "Recently I feel unwell. I asked the aunt in the courtyard, and she said that purple jade wards off evil spirits."

Ye Xiaye spread her hands: "so? You want me to take you to find Ziyu?"

"Your family has a lot of connections along the lineage, you must know it."

Mo Han has known Ye Xiaye for a long time. Since he can remember in this orphanage, he has made friendship with Ye Xiaye.At that time, Ye Xiaye was a bald boy who deserved a beating for his petty behavior. He insisted on messing with the neighbor's dog, but he was chased and ran around. It was the little Mo Han who was passing by who bravely chased away the vicious dog. Ye Xiaye, the relationship between the two has continued to this day.

Having been friends for many years, Mo Han has a thorough understanding of Ye Xiaye's family situation. He knows the number of people in his family, what they do, and where they work.

Like Ye Xiaye jokingly said that one day his family would be betrayed, Mo Han must be the first person he suspects.Now, there's no one who knows more about himself than he does.

The two walked out of the block while chatting, Ye Xiaye said: "Well, let me think about it, there really is a shop that sells messy and weird things, at the alley of the old ancient road next to Linshan Ancient Town, that person still talks to my grandmother are friends."

Mo Han was delighted: "Acquaintance, it's easy to talk."

Ye Xiaye said proudly: "That's not true, you should really be thankful that you have a friend like me, that's what you want, call the wind and call the rain."

Mo Han couldn't stand it anymore: "I want..."

Ye Xiaye interrupted him before he said all kinds of unrealistic words: "Hey! Don't talk about picking the moon, going up to the blue sky and other nonsense, I am powerful, and I don't have enough mana."

"cut!"

Ye Xiaye giggled, and returned to seriousness in the blink of an eye: "Hey, by the way, you really bought the purple jade because you were uncomfortable? I don't think you seem uncomfortable at all, even if you do, with your donkey temper, You shouldn't be in a hurry to get the jade right away at night."

Mo Han blushed, thinking, sometimes a high IQ is not necessarily a good thing.

"You don't want to know." Mo Han was sure.

Ye Xiaye was startled, and suddenly thought of something, and exclaimed, "You won't be haunted by ghosts."

Woah!When it comes to shooting targets, one guess is right!

Mo Han gave him a contemptuous look: "You can."

Ye Xiaye was stalking and relentless, chasing after him: "Damn it, it must be haunted by a ghost, no wonder you came to me, tell me, what ghost? Fierce? Or a beautiful and enchanting female ghost?" ?”

"Hehe, your imagination is really rich."

……

The two guys quarreled all the way, and when they reached the street, they luckily hailed a taxi.Mo Han was thoughtful before going out, and brought enough money, so there would be no phenomenon of taking a car without money.

When the driver asked the two where they were going, Mo Han said the name of the old ancient road, and the driver was obviously reluctant.

"It's so far away, so far away, what are you doing there?"

The old ancient road belongs to the area of ​​the ancient town over there, with a strong historical charm. Similarly, the ominous atmosphere surrounds that area. Best not to go, stay home and be safe.

But with the development of the economy, the tourism resources there have been tapped, and there are more tourists. Apart from the locals, there are still many tourists going there at night.

But the old ancient road is different. It is a scenic spot in the ancient town during the day, and its lights are turned off earlier than other scenic spots at night. There are only a few houses with lights on, and the lights are not electric lights, but candles The lantern, placed in front of the door, looks miserable and bleak.

Ye Xiaye said: "Go shopping. Otherwise, why go there?"

The driver is a local, and he is very taboo about where to go at night, so he immediately refused: "No, I won't take it there, unless there is an extra fee."

Ye Xiaye is not happy, going out to take a ride, and being so particular about it, won't pull it if you don't want to pull it?

"Master, don't you obviously trick us? Just..."

Ye Xiaye still wanted to reason with him, but Mo Han stopped him, and his eyes signaled him not to speak.

"Master, if you add more money, you can add more money, as long as you can take us there."

"One hundred, don't bring any less."

Ye Xia was about to get up, but Mo Han hurriedly grabbed him: "Master, I'll give you a hundred, or you can take us there, and then bring us back, and we'll just give it to you."

The driver looked at his watch. It was almost eleven o'clock. The business might be gone. After taking this trip home, he earned a good income.

He didn't say anything, pulled the handbrake, stepped on the accelerator and rushed out.

Late at night, there were few cars on the road, and the driver didn't stop much on the road. In less than 10 minutes, he arrived at the street of the old ancient road.

"I'll wait for you here, go and come back quickly." The driver stretched out his head, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it in his hand, and puffed.

The old ancient road was pitch black to the end, and there were no lights on, not even candles.

Mo Han turned on the flashlight of his mobile phone, illuminated the road under his feet, and asked, "Is the house you mentioned here?"

Ye Xiaye frowned: "I don't know, it's so dark, I can't see it, look around, if there is light, go and see."

Ye Xiaye is not a progressive young man who believes in atheism, his family ancestors were fascinated by ghosts and gods, it is really impossible for him not to believe in this.

You can't see your fingers on the old ancient road, and the light range of the flashlight is short, so you can only see the bluestone road under your feet. Although this is a tourist attraction, the local people are unwilling to spend money to repair it, so that the walls here, The roads and houses are dilapidated, as if there is an illusion of stepping into Lanruo Temple.

As they entered deeper, the two of them were completely wrapped in darkness, only the chirping of unknown creatures could be heard in the lonely surroundings, and the rustling of weeds on the side of the road blown by an unknown wind.

Ye Xiaye's heart was pounding, and she suddenly regretted why she impulsively told Mo Han that he could buy purple jade here, and that he could come here during the day tomorrow.It's not like a blind man who can't distinguish things now, and still has fear.

Mo Han had a calm face, holding his mobile phone to explore the road, and walked forward without hesitation.

Ye Xiaye closed her eyes uncontrollably, still trembling in her heart: He is not afraid at all.

Fortunately, God favored them. Without knowing the way, they came to the alley by mistake and saw a ray of light.

"It's here." Mo Han said.

Ye Xiaye only dared to open her eyes when she heard the sound.

Two candles were lit at the door of the house in the alley, one on the left side of the door foot and one on the right side of the door foot.The candle flame lingered in the wisps of black smoke, swaying in the air.

An old man was sitting at the door, shaking a cattail leaf fan in his hand, closing his eyes and meditating. There was a table in front of him with some jade wares and wooden swords on it.

Suddenly enlightened, Mo Han walked to the table and asked softly, "Excuse me, is there any purple jade here?"

The old man's head was gray and white, his eyelids were deeply wrinkled, and there was also a candle burning beside the table where things were placed. This candle seemed to be different from the two at the foot of the door, and the light it emitted was darker yellow. Not here.

"I have purple jade, which one do you want?" the old man asked.

Mo Han said, "Those who can protect spirits."

The old man's posture was correct, and he just tapped the cattail fan into the pile lightly: "This." Then he closed his eyes and went away without knowing what to do.

Mo Han bent down to pick up the purple jade that the old man was talking about.This purple jade is round in shape, and there is a small embellishment inside the translucent purple shape. Mo Han took a closer look, but he didn't see what it was.

Mo Han didn't come to buy it mainly to guess what it was, as long as it could protect the spirit.

"how much is it?"

The old man shook his head and said slowly, "No money."

Ye Xiaye: "No money?"

The old man squinted his eyes, and his voice came from the sky in a trance: "No money is required for shopping at night."

Without even thinking about it, Ye Xiaye blurted out: "Why?"

The old man said mysteriously: "Why? Because they are watching..."

Ye Xiaye seemed to have been splashed with cold water from head to toe, he was cold and stiff, his scalp was numb, he didn't say anything, he pulled Mo Han and ran, kept running, and when he came, he made seven twists and turns, such a rampage , ran out after a while.

Mo Han was pulled suddenly by him, and the purple jade in his hand almost dropped.

"Why are you running so fast?"

Ye Xiaye was out of breath: "Hurry up? If you don't hurry up, I won't be able to get out."

Mo Han said: "It's not as scary as you think, it's mediocre."

"You think everyone in the world is as bold as you."

Mo Han comforted him and said, "What are you afraid of? That old man is just pretending to scare you."

Ye Xiaye didn't believe it. Anyway, with the experience of the older generation in his family, Ye Xiaye could only believe what he had in this matter, not what he didn't believe. It's better to maintain a heart of awe.

"You two finally came out, I've smoked several cigarettes."

Mo Han politely apologized to him, Ye Xiaye was still in shock, opened the car door and got in.

In the back seat, Mo Han looked at the contents inside the round beads and purple jade strung on the silver rope.

What is this?

Mo Han held it up to his eyes, borrowing the street light outside the window.The decoration inside flashed a strange light at the right time.

The author has something to say:

Our Chi Yue turned into a ghost because of the black energy, so some dead spots are unavoidable. As for the future, it will be a step by step. It seems that except for this chapter, the future chapters will not be scary.

This is a serious campus essay, a story about falling in love and earning money