don't touch my ghost

Ji Kai very virtuously prepared a feast of four dishes and one soup for Zhang Han, and set up a full table.

Zhang Han looked at the delicious food and laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth. He didn't wait for Ji Kai to urge him to brush his teeth and wash his face. After all, he was in a relationship, so he had to maintain a good image when eating.

Taking advantage of Zhang Han's time to wash his face, Ji Kai turned on the TV first. After thinking about it for a long time, he felt that neither horror nor suspense nor love nor love...was a bit awkward, so he chose the news channel at last.

Watching the female anchor on TV broadcast the big case that was cracked, where the poverty alleviation was quite effective, and the people of the whole country lived a happy life, Ji Kai felt very happy.

How good it is to read more news, feel refreshed, have a righteous mind, and don't think wildly at all!

If you don't think about it, naturally, such beastly things won't happen again!

Ji Kai was very satisfied with the channel he chose, and hid the remote control under the cushion behind him with a little heart he finally grew.

Put an end to Zhang Han's possibility of disturbing his pure state of mind!

Zhang Han didn't notice Ji Kai's inexplicable and inexplicable carelessness at all. Last night, his physical exertion was not small, and he had a long sleep and a thrilling sleep. In his dream, he was stabbed for a while and peeped for a while, and it was really discovered. It is very necessary to pay homage to the temple of the five internal organs, to appease my devastated physical and mental health.

As soon as he sat down, he couldn't wait to grab his chopsticks. Ji Kai didn't eat anyway, and he didn't have to wait for Ji Kai to move his chopsticks, so he picked up a piece of stewed pork ribs with dried bamboo shoots and stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation.

This meal was very harmonious, Ji Kai concentrated on watching the news, and from time to time helped Zhang Han add vegetables and soup, virtuous like a little daughter-in-law in the old society, Zhang Han was thinking about that dream in his heart, busy tasting the food, and also No time to engage in other moths.

Zhang Han hiccupped and collapsed on the sofa after eating, very satisfied.

While tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, Ji Kai muttered that he wanted to cook another bowl of ginger soup for Zhang Han, otherwise the fever would not be cured.

Zhang Han obediently agreed that the ginger soup Ji Kai cooked was quite delicious.It is delicious and can cure diseases, of course Zhang Han will not refuse.

So Ji Kai continued to work in the kitchen. Zhang Han looked around but couldn't find the remote control, and didn't bother to change the channel, so he had to take Ji Kai's shift and continue to watch the news.

The news is reporting that farmers in the ancient town of An accidentally dug out a corner of an ancient tomb when they built their houses. Because the farmers built houses without any rules, the corner has collapsed. The country sent archaeologists to rush there. A shed was set up around the ancient tomb, and we went in to investigate.

The reporter in front, wearing a hard hat, reported at the entrance of the ancient tomb, and said with a mysterious face that the archaeologists speculated that the ancient tomb might be the tomb of a general in ancient times. It won't break open for a while.

However, according to the few inscriptions that have been excavated from the tomb, it is speculated that this general should have made great military achievements during his lifetime, but for some reason, there are almost no records related to him in history.

Then the camera turned and took a close-up shot of a intact tripod excavated from the ancient tomb. The tripod was not very big, and it should not be in the middle of the tomb if it was dug out so early.

Most of the other tripods are engraved with taotie patterns, but this tripod is very special. There is a vivid flower engraved on it. After thousands of years, the flower is still as vivid as a living thing. Zhang Han can almost see it when he stares at it. Swaying the petals in the wind to reveal the stamens...the stamens seem to be shining brightly... Zhang Han couldn't help leaning forward, staring at it...

"Manzhushahua?" Ji Kai's voice rang in his ears, Zhang Han suddenly came back to his senses, his head buzzed, and he felt a little headache.

Seeing his frowning, Ji Kai thought he had a fever again, so he quickly handed the ginger soup in his hand to his mouth, "Drink this quickly, after drinking, lie down under the quilt and sweat all over. .”

Zhang Han opened his mouth and let out a sigh of relief for Jiang Tang, and asked Ji Kai, "Do you know this flower?"

Ji Kai nodded, "This is the flower of the underworld. The Naihe Bridge crosses the Wangchuan River, and the bridge is full of flowers. The side near the underworld is a white mandala, and the side of the reincarnation is a red manjusawa."

"The ghosts who saw the mandala don't know what the mandala looks like. The ghosts who saw the mandala have already drank the water of Wangchuan, so they don't remember what the mandala looks like. So the ghosts in the underworld say, These two kinds of flowers obviously grow on the same river bank and depend on each other, but they cannot know each other from generation to generation."

The flower pattern is still lingering in Zhang Han's mind, it feels very strange, as if something is calling him...

Hearing Ji Kai's words, Zhang Han felt inexplicably bored, and asked, "Then how do you know what Manzhu Shahua looks like?"

Ji Kai was a little flustered, and seemed to glance around cautiously, before whispering: "I saw it in the office, there was a picture drawn there..."

Zhang Han became even more curious, and asked: "□□? The □□ from the underworld? What else is there?"

Ji Kai hesitated, and said: "It says that if someone owns two pairs of mandala and manjusawa at the same time, there will be chaos in the underworld and the order of reincarnation will be broken."

"Having both? That's not easy. Pick a mandala and hide it, take it across the Naihe Bridge, and then pick another mandala, isn't it all over?" Zhang Han asked.

Ji Kai shook his head, "It's not that simple. The mandala has no entity. It is actually the flower of the ghost's memory. It stores memory and exists because of the memory. After crossing the Naihe bridge and drinking Mengpo soup, you will feel nothing. I don’t even remember, and without memory, your mandala doesn’t exist anymore.”

"And each manjusawa is the entity of a corresponding mandala. If the corresponding mandala does not exist, that manjusawa will wither immediately, so no one can pick it into a fruit. Two flowers in pairs."

"Then what if someone doesn't drink Mengpo soup? It's not often shown on TV like that. For love or something, many people don't drink that stuff." Zhang Han asked again.

Ji laughed, "Where is such a thing? The reality is not to shoot TV dramas. The Naihe Bridge is an ancient god. If you don't drink Mengpo soup, you can't walk across it. It will be wiped out on the bridge."

"It's just a bridge, so scary?" Zhang Han's eyes widened.

Ji Kai nodded, "Because it's a bridge, it's even more terrifying. It's a dead thing, without emotion, and won't accommodate anyone. No one can take advantage of it."

Zhang Han nodded thoughtfully.

Ji Kai was a little puzzled, "But how could this pattern of Manzhushahua appear in the world?"

"It was dug out from a general's tomb..." Zhang Han said here, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind, and the sharp eyes of the general with the same name and surname in the dream seemed to penetrate the dream and reality and nailed him again.

The phantom of the young man in black that appeared repeatedly, the general with the same name and surname, the general's tomb, the strange but familiar flower...

Are these things really just a coincidence?

A very bold and absurd idea suddenly popped up in Zhang Han's mind, "Can you go to the grave?" He asked Ji Kai.