don't touch my ghost

The three days passed quickly, and Ji Kai wandered around Chachasi all day long, but he couldn't see the real judge Chachasi Wu.

The appointed day came in a blink of an eye, so I had to plan for the worst. If the man was really the judge of Cha Si Wu, he would protect Zhang Han anyway and take him out of the underworld.

Unexpectedly, the Black Riding Battalion, which used to be idle in the past, suddenly became busy today. The always frugal Mr. Cang suddenly showed some kindness, and suddenly thought of making new armor for the soldiers of the Black Riding Battalion.

So after the training, a tailor was invited to measure them.I am also very happy to stay here in person.

As Ji Kai is the school lieutenant, Master Cang must accompany him here.

Armor is different from ordinary clothes, and requires a lot of data, from head to toe, from forearm to thigh, each part must be measured separately.

Ji Kai patiently chatted with Master Cang, looking out the window at the moon in mid-heaven, feeling very anxious in his heart, the agreed time is coming...

The most troublesome thing is not that he can't get out, but that the talisman is in Zhang Han's hands.

In case Zhang Han couldn't wait for him, and worried about the safety of his parents, he used a talisman and came to the underworld alone...

He is not familiar with the place here, so it is very dangerous whether it is discovered by ghosts or ghosts!

At the beginning, Ji felt that there were too many black knights in this battalion, and it seemed impossible to measure them all.The usually neat and solemn team now only finds it chaotic and disturbing.

Cang Lin babbled a lot, his mouth was a little parched, he picked up the tea bowl and drank the steaming tea.

Ghosts don't feel hot or cold, but as long as it's winter, he will still drink hot tea every day.All the ghosts and ghosts in the Punishment Division knew his habit, so wherever he went, he would prepare hot tea for him.

It's just that the ghost doesn't eat or drink all year round, and the level of making tea is really average.

Cang Lin took a sip, spit out the tea foam in his mouth, curled his lips, the taste was really not good.

It was already midnight, and Ji Kai couldn't sit still any longer. While Cang Lin was drinking tea, he saluted and said that the data he had just measured seemed to be wrong. Before Cang Lin could answer, he hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, breathing heavily. The time disappeared.

Cang Lin held the steaming teacup in his palm, clasped his hands together like a human being to keep warm, his small eyes under his long eyebrows were narrowed, and a bright light in his eyes followed Ji Kai's back as he was gradually leaving in the ghost army.

Ji Kai naturally knew that his reason was very nonsense, and if he ran away like this, he might make Master Cang angry.

But compared to Zhang Han's safety, these are not important to him. At worst, he will lose his post as a school lieutenant, and it's okay to be an ordinary ghost army.

Leaving the black cavalry camp, his feet felt like he was stepping on the wind, and his speed was so fast that he was out of a phantom, heading towards the world.

However, what he was most afraid of happened. He was not found in Zhang Han's dormitory or on the rooftop... He checked Zhang Han's bag, and the two talismans really disappeared.

Ji Kai's heart sank suddenly, he cursed secretly, and then rushed back to the underworld, heading towards the dense forest in the upper reaches of Wangchuan River.

Zhang Han waited and waited until he saw no sign of Ji Kai. He was worried that something would happen to him, and worried about the safety of his parents.

Huang Fu upper body, Zhang Han only felt that everything in front of him seemed to be distorted and deformed, the space seemed to become fluid, and he felt dizzy for a while. He closed his eyes uncomfortable, and when he opened them again, he was already standing in the underworld. A road that looks very bleak.

Xuanmeng was probably afraid that he would be discovered by ghost messengers if he was sent to an overly prosperous place, so he chose a remote place with few ghost traces.

It looks very dilapidated here, probably no ghosts have been here for a long time, the whole street is empty and dilapidated, with a heavy dead air.

Zhang Han carefully walked aside, maybe his popularity had disturbed the dead air here, and the wind blew inexplicably on the street.

The wind is not cold on the body, but has an inexplicable sticky feeling, as if some mollusk has been rubbed against the skin.

Zhang Han was most afraid of snakes in his life, and naturally he didn't like the touch of molluscs very much, so whenever the wind blew, he couldn't help but arouse his goosebumps all over his body.This journey is very tormented.

Suddenly, there was a knocking sound from a dilapidated house on the street. Zhang Han quickly leaned over and looked in through the broken window.

I saw a teenage kid inside beating the few broken furniture left in the house, cursing and complaining: "What's the fair ranking! Why can't we get in the queue after waiting for so long?" !"

A thin old woman at the side wanted to step forward to hold him several times, but she didn't dare, so she had to carefully protect and hide the bottles and cans that were still in good condition, and comforted him in a low voice: "Wait a little longer, wait a little longer, Xiaodong next door just waited a few days ago."

"He has been waiting for 200 years! Do we have to wait 200 years?" The young man must have been impatient, and his voice was crying, "Besides! Why do we have to wait so long? We...we are not Mei!"

The old woman's lips trembled, trying to say something, but in the end she couldn't make a sound, but her eyes gradually turned red.

A black shadow in the corner moved, and Zhang Han realized that it was an adult male ghost. Because he was dressed in shabby clothes, he was curled up in the corner. At first, Zhang Han thought he was just a pile of debris...

The male ghost sat up, plucked his ears, and said in a very impatient tone, "Why? Do you even need to ask?

Which ghost on this street is not clear?Either you have a charming father, mother, or father, or your family has no descendants or the descendants have not offered incense and merit to you.

Why? !Why else? He leaned against the wall and scratched his mop-like hair, raised his neck and glanced at the boy, cut his voice, "You have been on this street for 40 to [-] years, why haven't you figured it out yet?"Doesn't light grow old without brains? "

The boy clenched his fists, gritted his teeth, and said loudly, "I just refuse to accept it! It's not fair!"

The man seemed to have heard some big joke, and laughed, "Fair? What the hell is fair?

When you were alive, did you see it?

Why do you expect to see things that you haven't seen when you're alive? "

After speaking, he turned over, changed his position and lay back in the corner again, "You have the strength to beat your old lady here, why not learn from Aunt Zhang in the back street.

No matter what method you use, just curry favor with the last judge, not to mention send you into reincarnation early, at least you can get your charming old man and sister out of hell and suffer less. "

The boy knocked over the broken three-legged stool, "Don't compare my father and sister with those freaks of the Zhang family!

My father and my sister were really wronged!Those people in their family deserve to go to hell!

That Zhang Han who is neither male nor female has done all kinds of bad things, and he will not be wronged if he is in the frying pan! "

The man giggled for a while, and said: "Yes, yes, you are wronged, you are wronged, your whole family is wronged! Your whole family is wronged!

So what?

It's your father and your sister who put the oil in the pot, that weirdo of the Zhang family wanders around freely, except that he can't be reincarnated, he's a charmer, and his life is much better than that ghost like you. "

There was another jingle, jingle, jingle, but this time it wasn't the boy, but the old woman who was standing silently. The bottles and cans that the old woman was holding in her arms fell to the ground and rolled everywhere.

But her eyes were straightened, and she muttered silently: "Yes, Aunt Zhang said yesterday that her husband will also be able to come out of hell in two days...their family will be reunited..."

As tears rolled down from his eyes, his voice became hoarse and choked, "But my head, and my daughter, are still suffering in hell...

Oh my god... such a day, when will it be the end..."

Zhang Han withdrew his gaze and continued to walk forward against the disgusting evil wind, but the cry of the old woman was still lingering in his ears.

For the first time, he understood what ghost crying is. This kind of despair from the depths of the earth pierces into the bottom of people's hearts like a thousand-year-old ice cone.

Although there are tens of thousands of people named Zhang Han in the world, and there should be quite a few ghosts named Zhang Han, but Zhang Han's intuition told him that the Zhang Han mentioned by those downcast ghosts just now must have something to do with him.

He faintly felt that he seemed to be a little closer to some truth, and it seemed that this was just the tip of the iceberg floating on the sea.

The real truth lies deep under the black sea, and he has never been able to reach it.

Along the way, I met many down-and-out ghosts similar to those I saw before.

Most of these ghosts are thin and weak. They were probably poor and low-level people when they were alive, and they were generally weak and downcast after death.

They drifted in this desolate and dead street with expressionless faces, their faces numb, and they didn't even look at Zhang Han, a foreigner.

Zhang Han carefully listened to the movement around while walking, he remembered that Ji Kai said that the places where Mei met his mother were in the dense forest on the upper reaches of the Wangchuan River.

So he had to find the location of the Wangchuan River first.

Fortunately, there is only this river in the underworld, and it is not very difficult to find it. Not far from the desolate ghost street, Zhang Han heard the sound of gurgling water.

He followed the sound of the water and accelerated, but when he arrived at the river, he didn't see any plants, only a flat river beach, which seemed to be in the lower reaches of the River of Forgetfulness.

Although there should be some distance from the upstream, as long as you find the River of Forgetfulness, it is not difficult to find the dense forest upstream if you go upstream.

At this time, Ji Kai had already entered the dense forest.

It was the third time he came to the dense forest, and he was already very familiar with it, and quickly found the place that the charms had agreed with Zhang Han's mother last time.

It was probably before the time came, and those ghosts hadn't come yet, only Zhang Han's mother was waiting alone under the shadow of the tree.

She was in a trance, walking back and forth non-stop, and seemed to be in a very disturbed mood.

Ji Kai repeatedly confirmed that there are indeed no other ghosts around. If he wants to rescue Zhang Han's mother, this is a good time!

But without Zhang Han, can he convince Zhang Han's mother on his own?

Ji Kai hesitated, after all Zhang Han was not his mother's biological son...

Looking at the situation last time, Zhang Han's mother seemed to have a deeper affection for the real Zhang Han, not to mention that Zhang Han's father was the bargaining chip for those charmers.

But if Zhang Han's mother is not taken away at this time, then there will be no chance when those charms come...

Ji Kai gritted his teeth and decided to make a quick decision, taking this opportunity to take Zhang Han's mother away first.

So he came out from behind the bushes, Zhang's mother didn't know what was thinking, she was in a daze, she didn't notice Ji Kai's approach, she didn't react until Ji Kai walked in front of her.

In this secret stronghold, a strange ghost suddenly appeared in front of her. Zhang's mother was obviously very frightened. She staggered and took three steps back before asking tremblingly, "You... who are you?..."

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Zhang Han's friend." Ji Kai said as respectfully as possible.

After speaking, I was afraid that Zhang's mother would not be able to react for a while, so I added another sentence, "The living Zhang Han."

Zhang's mother trembled when she heard the words, she was very nervous: "...Hanhan's friend? You..."

Zhang's mother stared at Ji Kai carefully, confirmed his ghost's identity, and her face tensed up, "You are talking nonsense! Hanhan is still alive and well, how did you get to know a ghost? Who are you?"

Ji Kai didn't expect Zhang's mother to be so vigilant, but time was short, so he could only explain briefly: "It's been a long time since we met, but I'm indeed Zhang Han's friend. He told me that he loves braised pork very much. When he was young, you would make braised pork for him every year on his birthday.

He is afraid of heights and not very courageous, but Xiao Wan is very courageous, and Xiao Wan was even more mischievous when she was a child.You also joked that Zhang Han is like a sister and Xiao Wan is like a younger brother, so that Xiao Wan grows up to protect Zhang Han. "

Zhang's mother was stunned, and Zhang Han and Zhang Wan seemed to be playing around her when they were young.

When she was a child, Xiao Wan didn't cry that much, she was like a tomboy, always chasing and beating her elder brother Zhang Han all over the room.

Zhang Han is very sensible, he always lets his younger sister in, and he also has the heart to make his parents happy. His younger sister's little fist obviously doesn't hurt, but Zhang Han always screams exaggeratedly...

If it is said that Zhang Han likes to eat braised pork, one can just stare at him for a few months to find out, but these little childhood things, unless Zhang Han said it himself, no one really knows.

Mother Zhang's eyes were flushed, and she raised her hand to gently wipe the corners of her eyes.

Although she believed Ji Kai's words, she did not completely let go of her guard, and kept a safe distance, asking vigilantly, "What is your purpose for approaching Hanhan?"

Time passed by every minute and every second, Ji Kai was a little anxious, and couldn't care about that much, so he said, "I like him. When I was alive, I was your neighbor. I don't know if you still remember me. .

But I have always liked Zhang Han. After I died, I met him by chance. We are now... very good friends. "

Zhang's mother was stunned when she heard the words, but after only a moment, her expression returned to normal.

If a man said he liked her son while she was alive, she would definitely not be able to accept it, and maybe she would rush to fight with that man and scold him as a pervert.

But in the past many years after her death, she has experienced all kinds of weird things, and her psychological endurance has become much stronger, and her ability to accept many things has also become stronger.

Besides, her own biological son...

She didn't want others to say that her son was a "freak, a pervert", so naturally she wouldn't open her mouth to scold other people's sons with these words.

So she just nodded, skipped this topic, and asked something else: "What do you want from me? Could it be that something happened to Hanhan?"

This was what she was most worried about. Although those ghosts promised her that as long as she took away Zhang Han's soul, she would not hurt him again, but after all, she hurt her daughter without her consent before. , she was somewhat skeptical.

The topic finally came to the point, and Ji Kai breathed a sigh of relief, "I'm afraid Zhang Han has come to the underworld and wants to save you. Just in case, can you go with me to a safe place first, and I will bring him to see him after I find him." you?"

"Save me? What are you doing to save me?! You mean he went to hell? Is he crazy!" Mama Zhang's heart skipped a beat, she couldn't tell if she was more guilty or guilty.

"He found out that you were threatened by Mei to take his soul. He asked an expert to ask for a talisman that can go down to the underworld..."

"No one threatens me!" Mother Zhang interrupted Ji Kai sharply.

Her face turned red, she didn't know whether she was angry with herself or Zhang Han, "...it was me who wanted to take his soul, it was me.

It's all my fault, I'm selfish, I just want to save his father with his soul...

He's in hell... really miserable..."

Ji Kai's heart suddenly became cold when he heard the words, but he still refused to give up persuading: "Auntie! Last time I... saw them threatening you... Don't worry, we will definitely rescue you and uncle!"

As Ji Kai said, he took a few steps forward and grabbed Mama Zhang's wrist. Time was running out, and he just wanted to persuade Mama Zhang to go with him as soon as possible.

Zhang's mother took a step back suddenly, and with a sideways swing of her arm, she easily threw Ji Kai away by several steps.

Although it was just a slight flick, she actually used her spiritual power!

Still very powerful spiritual power!

Before Ji Kai recovered from the shock, Zhang's mother took the initiative to attack him, slashing at him with several palms, with sharp and cold spiritual power!

As she used her kung fu to attack, a thin layer of black mist gradually formed on her palm.

Ji Kai's spiritual power is no longer what it used to be, but he can still feel the coercion brought by the pure ghost energy in the black energy, which makes him almost unable to use his skills.

He had no choice but to take a few steps back and stay away from mother Zhang, so that the coercion was slightly relieved.

Mother Zhang snorted: "Your spiritual power is indeed good, but you can't even beat me, so it's a fool's dream to say you want to save Zhang Han's father!"

As he spoke, he took a look at the uniform of the ghost army on Ji Kai's body, and said, "You are a ghost army, you should know how strict the underworld's control over hell is, and it's not so easy to rescue a ghost from it.

What's more, they are watching! "

Ji Kai looked gloomy, but he refused to give up, "We can always think of a way!"

Mama Zhang withdrew her ghostly aura in her palm, and smiled wryly, "I also thought at the beginning that a delay is a temporary one, and I can always think of a way to get the best of both worlds...

But where is that hell, do you know?

Do you know what kind of torture those ghosts endure day and night in hell?

Do you know how many ghosts can't resist the torture every day? "