don't touch my ghost

But he didn't care about this, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong with him? Will our...our...will hurt his body too?"

The nun rolled her eyes again, and gritted her teeth to resist the urge to hit someone: "You have an extremely ghostly aura about you! He is a soulless person! You do that kind of thing...you...what do you think! "

Ji Kai frightened the Taoist nun so much, he didn't have time to think about what a strong ghost aura is, he floated forward one step, ignoring his fear, he grabbed the Taoist nun's sleeve and asked: "Then what will happen to him? Will he be in danger? Can he be saved? As long as he can be saved! Let me do anything! It’s okay to lose my soul!”

I don't know if Ji Kai's words touched the Taoist nun, but she didn't shake off Ji Kai, she pursed her lips and looked at Ji Kai for a while, she sighed, slumped her shoulders as if resigned to fate, and said coldly: "Originally you He'll be fine if we're not together, but since you're already...then you can't be separated, don't you want to save him?"

As the Taoist said, she took out a worn-out ancient book from the sleeve of her robe and threw it to Ji Kai, "You don't need to lose your soul, but you also have to suffer. You can practice according to this book, and after you've completed it, you can transfer your spiritual power to him every midnight to protect him." Live his remaining soul and keep him safe for a while."

Hearing this, Ji Kai picked up the ancient book like a drowning man grasping for a life-saving straw, hugged it tightly in his arms, and asked, "For a while? After that..."

The Taoist nun sighed softly: "He lacks a soul. I don't need to tell you that you should know that he won't live to be 30 years old. If you can help him find his soul before he is 30 years old, it will be fine. If you can't find it... Such a person with an incomplete soul may not even be able to enter the underworld for reincarnation."

Ji Kai tightened his grip on the ancient book, and the old paper tore apart, and he lowered his head in distress to smooth the fragile paper.

But the wrinkles in my heart caused by distressing Zhang Han could not be healed.

"Besides, when you reincarnate, even if you want to help him, you can't help him anymore." After the Taoist finished speaking, she ignored him, sat in front of the fire, poured out the herbs in the pot, and did not know where she came from. He took out a pack of instant noodles and started cooking silently.

Ji Kai stood there in a daze, until the Taoist aunt's instant noodle soup boiled, and the pot gave off a burst of strong noodle soup fragrance, and he came back to his senses.

"What if I become a ghost army?" His voice seemed to come from far away, with a hoarse echo.

The Taoist nun who was trying to taste the taste of the soup was choked by his thoughtless sentence and almost drank the soup into the intake pipe. She coughed for a long time and let out a sigh of relief, then turned her head and looked at Ji Kai in shock: "How can you You know, if you become a ghost army, you will never be able to reincarnate again?"

Ji Kai nodded firmly, "I know."

"Do you know that if you become a ghost army, your life is not up to you. Not only can you not be a human being, but from now on, ghosts will not be ghosts or immortals, until you die fighting for the underworld?" The nun said with a serious expression. ask.

Ji Kai paused for a moment, then nodded again, "I know.

I also know that if I become a ghost army, I don't have to enter reincarnation, and I can always be by Zhang Han's side, helping him find his soul. "

After Ji Kai finished speaking, he pulled out a gentle smile and looked at Zhang Han who was lying beside him, "Accompany him through this life and watch him enter reincarnation."

"How long is Gui Jun's life, have you ever thought about it? Life is only a hundred years, and after a hundred years he will forget you when he enters reincarnation. How will you be in the years to come?" The Taoist nun held the spoon in her hand, reluctantly asked relentlessly.

"Before I met him, it didn't matter to me whether the time was long or short, whether I was a man or a ghost.

When I met him, I found meaning.

The meaning of time, the meaning of being a ghost.

It is because of him that I understand what is happy and what is sad.

If he is here, I will accompany him. If he forgets me, I will watch him silently. As long as he is alive, no matter whether I am a man or a ghost, I will be meaningful no matter what. "Ji Kai said as he walked to the corner of the cave, quietly opened the old book, and began to study it silently.

The Taoist nun stood upright, looking at the person and the ghost in front of her, her nose turned red.

After a while, she laughed at herself, how many years have passed, she still can't compete with him.

"That kung fu is going backwards. It wants to forcibly heat up the cold ghost energy in your body. It's like being in a sea of ​​fire when you practice it. It's very painful. You don't have to rush for a while, take your time."

After speaking, he sat down, filled a bowl of noodles for himself, and ate silently.

Zhang Han was awakened by the smell of instant noodles. This time he slept very deeply. When he woke up, he felt sore and limp all over his body, but there was a long-lost feeling of warmth filling his limbs and bones, as comfortable as a winter quilt .

He stretched himself, and couldn't help but coquettishly hummed: "Ji Kai~I'm hungry~"

"Kang Dang" The sound of the bowl falling to the ground was mixed with a very light and thin whisper, which was clearly a girl's voice...

Zhang Han was taken aback, quickly opened his eyes, and took a closer look, there was no Ji Kai in front of him!Taoist nun Xuanmeng Zhenghong was frantically wiping a broken bowl with the sleeve of her robe with a red face.

Seeing him look over, she blushed even more, and stammered, "You... you're awake... eat... eat noodles..."

As he spoke, he handed over the empty bowl in his hand.

Zhang Han took the empty bowl in a daze, unable to react for a while, "Miss Xuanmeng, why are you here?"

Xuan Meng handed over the bowl only to realize that he had handed it an empty bowl, and then snatched the bowl back from Zhang Han's hand, and said while filling the noodles, "You can call me Xiaomeng after you tell me."

Zhang Han let out an "ah" and glanced around, seeing Ji Kai curled up in the corner, who seemed to be asleep.Only then did I feel relieved.

I don't know if Xuanmeng can see Ji Kai, this Taoist nun is still very good, don't suddenly try to eliminate demons and defend Dao and hurt Ji Kai, Zhang Han murmured to himself, and decided to devote all his attention to dealing with Xuanmeng.

Xuanmeng naturally didn't know that Zhang Han regarded her as someone like Fa Hai in his heart, so he filled a bowl full of noodles very sincerely, and handed the noodle bowl to Zhang Han again: "Eat noodles. You are sick, eat more."

The moment Zhang Han took the noodle bowl, his stomach grunted loudly.

I ate a piece of compressed biscuit since I went down to the grave, and now I was so hungry seeing the noodle soup, Zhang Han couldn't care less about being polite, so he ate it sullenly.

Xuan Meng rested her chin and stared at Zhang Han very intently. After Zhang Han finished eating one bowl, she quickly added another bowl. It was not until Zhang Han ate three bowls of noodles and burped loudly that she smiled. Put away the bowl, took the pot and bowl to wash by the dark river.

While she was busy, Zhang Han walked up to Ji Kai quietly, stretched out his finger and poked Ji Kai's back...

The tactile sensation is very strange. It doesn't have the usual cold feeling of freezing hands, but it is inexplicably warm?