Daoism catches ghosts [Rebirth]

Lin Xingzhou looked back at him in surprise: "You can feel it from such a distance? No...how did you feel it?"

Wei Zhi stepped forward and pressed the elevator, and answered irrelevant questions: "It's just a kid, don't worry."

Lin Xingzhou: "..."

Talking to someone can be exhausting enough.

As soon as the two of them entered the room, they were warmly received by Qi Weiwei's family. Zhou Zhiyuan wanted to come up and hug his leg, but Wei Zhi glanced at him inexplicably, and immediately hid behind his aunt in fright.

"I said," Lin Xingzhou saw a certain "irrelevant person" at a glance, "Why are you here again? Don't you even go to work?"

Tian Qian shrugged her shoulders indifferently: "Who told me to have a good relationship with Mr. Lu? Isn't this asking for leave or something just a matter of lip service?"

She approached mysteriously as she spoke, and raised her chin towards Wei Zhi: "Is this the helper you found? I suddenly discovered that the saying 'good-looking people play together' is really true. "

Lin Xingzhou twitched the corner of his mouth perfunctorily: "Yes, yes, miss, please get out of the way quickly, and don't delay people's business."

Tian Qian gave a disdainful "tch", curled her lips and slipped away, Lin Xingzhou asked Qi Weiwei if she noticed anything unusual, the other party nodded and said: "The sound of grinding things from last night came back again, intermittently, until It’s not until dawn.”

Lin Xingzhou and Wei Zhi looked at each other, the latter turned straight into the bedroom without saying a word, and stopped in front of the crib.

The child was being coaxed by her father, and she was not in the crib for the time being. Lin Xingzhou took out his mobile phone, but the system still displayed "No Yin Qi fluctuation detected".

"Strange," he said to himself, and tapped the phone twice in the palm of his hand, "My phone has power, why can't it be detected?"

"Don't bother," Wei Zhi said, "With me around, you won't be able to detect anything abnormal."

Before Lin Xingzhou realized what he meant, he heard him say again: "Are you coming out by yourself, or should I 'invite' you to come out?"

These words were obviously not directed at any normal "person" present, Wei Zhi stared at the crib intently, but got no response, couldn't help frowning slightly, and stretched out his hand to grab it.

There were a few small dolls hanging above the crib. Wei Zhigang stretched out his hand, and one of them suddenly moved by itself. Something floated out like a wisp of green smoke, and it quickly condensed into shape. It had four hooves and two horns, and it really looked like a cow.

Lin Xingzhou looked at it with artistic aesthetics for a long time, and felt that this ghost was really not "artistic", and it was strange that he couldn't describe it.

This "cow" is only the size of a two-month-old kitten. Lin Xingzhou crossed his arms: "This is the legendary hair-eating ghost? It doesn't look like a ghost at all."

Wei Zhi glanced at him: "Then what do you think is a 'ghost look'? Blue face, fangs, claws?"

Lin Xingzhou was speechless, thinking that he had seen a few ghosts before, so he coughed and did not answer the words wisely.

Wei Zhi put his hands in his pockets again, and raised his chin at him: "Take it."

"Wait!" Before Lin Xingzhou could speak, the hair-eating ghost yelled first, standing on the narrow wooden railing of the crib, stomping its hooves uneasily, "You two... can you let me go? I don't want to leave here."

Wei Zhi: "Ghosts are not allowed to affect human life at will, let alone appear in human homes. You should know the rules."

"I know! But..." The hair-eating ghost twisted its very abstract bull's head, and it happened to meet the eyes of the child who had not reached the full moon. The latter was gnawing his finger, as if he had received some kind of induction suddenly , giggling.

Those who couldn't see the ghost looked at each other, Tian Qian patted Lin Xingzhou on the shoulder: "I said, what are you doing here? Are you playing a double reed?"

Lin Xingzhou glanced at her, and then turned to Wei Zhi for help. The latter thought for a while, then turned to Tian Qian and said, "Go find a piece of white paper."

Tian Qian delivered a piece of A4 paper very quickly, Wei Zhi tore it into squares, called up a picture from his mobile phone and showed it to Lin Xingzhou: "Draw this pattern all over this paper."

The pattern was quite complicated, and Lin Xingzhou didn't see what it was exactly drawn, but his intuition told him it should be something like a formation.He just copied it mentally, as if the strokes went directly from the eyes to the hands, almost exactly the same as the original drawing.

Tian Qian stared dumbfounded at his drawing, and couldn't help sighing: "You draw a circle so round, do you have a compasses in your hand? By the way, what do you do?"

"Guess." Lin Xingzhou put the cap on his pen, and pushed the drawn paper to Wei Zhi, "And then?"

Wei Zhi didn't speak, just glanced at the hair-eating ghost, who obediently jumped off the crib, landed on the table, and walked into the pattern.

The moment it entered the pattern, Tian Qian covered her mouth and took a deep breath.

"The ghost formation," Wei Zhi explained, "ghosts who enter this formation can temporarily appear in front of ordinary people."

Several people gathered around the table to watch the hair-eating ghost. It seemed to be frightened by being stared at, and it held its hooves very cautiously. The whole ghost was "counseling" in capital letters.

Lin Xingzhou looked at it for a while, and felt that this "counseling ghost" really didn't look like someone who sharpened his horns in the middle of the night to stab someone. He couldn't help but stretched his neck for a closer look, and said to himself, "It's strange, your horns are not sharp. .”

The hair-eating ghost shrank his neck back, and Lin Xingzhou asked again: "Did you sharpen the angle on the whetstone in the middle of the night?"

"It's me," the hair-eater flicked his tail, "I was afraid that my horn would be too sharp and hurt her, so... it was blunted."

Lin Xingzhou was taken aback for a moment - he had never thought of this kind of development before. After all, when it comes to whetstones, normal people first think of "sharpening sharpness", but forget that it can be blunt.

"Did I disturb your rest?" The hair-eater said again, "Yes, I'm sorry, I won't be in the future, can you please don't drive me away?"

Lin Xingzhou reached out his hand to touch its corner, and found that the tip was really smooth. He didn't know what to say for a while, so he turned his head and looked at Wei Zhi: "So what should we do now?"

"Since it is an entrustment, of course it depends on the intention of the client."

"Me?" Tian Qian received his gaze, pointed at herself, and quickly hugged Qi Weiwei's arm, "Oh no, no, no, Weiwei, your ghost, come here."

Seeing that the ghost was in trouble, Qi Weiwei hesitated for a while before saying, "It's better...to get rid of it."

"Do not……"

"No problem." Wei Zhi didn't wait for the hair-eating ghost to argue, and took the lead. He leaned casually by the window, raised his chin at Lin Xingzhou, and signaled him to act quickly.

Lin Xingzhou took out the paper figurine, and he didn't know what to think: "By the way, I read in the Hundred Ghosts Illustrated Book before that it said that ghosts who eat hair and eat babies' fetal hair will form a ghost relationship with them, so let's take it away forcibly now, it won't How does it affect the child?"

As soon as he said this, the couple immediately looked at them nervously, and Wei Zhi glanced at them inexplicably: "It won't affect the children, but hair-eating ghosts are relatively weak little ghosts. If you force them If you cut off the connection between it and the person it became attached to, then it probably won’t be able to survive, even if you put it in a paper figurine, you can only ensure that its soul will not be scattered, and it will be difficult to condense it into shape again.”

"Why didn't you say it earlier?" Lin Xingzhou's hand holding the paper figurine shook instantly, "Isn't that the same as killing?"

"Killing life?" Wei Zhi suddenly rolled his eyelids at him, but his gaze went away from him as soon as he touched it. He circled around the crowd, covering everyone present, and the corners of his mouth curled up into a smile. A little bit more, "How can killing ghosts be regarded as 'killing life'? Anyway, in the eyes of ordinary people, ghosts themselves should not appear in the world. As long as they are beneficial to 'humans', one less ghost will be one less. There is nothing to be sorry about. "

Lin Xingzhou looked up at him—his intuition told him that there was something in Wei's words.

Not to mention that it is not stated in the Ghost Hunting Rules, even his tone of voice is very suspicious. You must know that Boss Wei is usually a person who does not show emotions, and it is very difficult for him to show any emotion, not to mention It was a sting in his words, and he made a mockery of others.

This guy is just talking nonsense.

Lin Xingzhou rubbed the little paper figurine with his fingers, and quietly scanned him with searching eyes. He really didn't understand why this person would be so "furious" for a mere hair-eating ghost.He rolled his eyes, and obediently sang red and white face with the boss: "Well, you can't say that. Although it is a ghost, it didn't cause any trouble after all, and it seems that the benefits outweigh the disadvantages, right? I Look... the kids love it."

"What can a child understand?" Wei Zhi entered the state very cooperatively, "Can the child distinguish between good and bad? Can the child know who is sincerely treating her well and who is plotting to harm her?"

"You're wrong. People say that children's senses are the most sensitive. How do you know..."

"Hey, hey," Tian Qian interrupted suddenly, stretched out her hand to block between the two, and said with a weird expression, "What are you doing, you guys who sing and harmonize, can you talk properly?"

Wei Zhi immediately fell silent when he heard the words, poked to the side, and conveyed to Lin Xingzhou with his eyes, "You can solve the tasks you accept by yourself."

Lin Xingzhou saw that this person ignored him, so he coughed and said to Qi Weiwei: "So this is the situation now, you have two choices now, first, if I take the ghost away, then its life or death has nothing to do with you Second, leave it as a playmate for the children, and help you...uh, sweep the floor or something."

Qi Weiwei was in a dilemma. At this time, the child suddenly started to cry without warning, and Lin Xingzhou took advantage of the young couple's efforts to coax the child to get close to Wei Zhi, and asked in a low voice, "Hey, what did you mean by that just now? How do I feel?" Are you... not very happy?"

Wei Zhi looked at him and said nothing.

Lin Xingzhou met his eyes for some reason, and suddenly realized that he had never observed him so closely and face to face. Now, from his very unstraight man's eyes, this man is really handsome. But handsome and a little unusual.

Lin Xingzhou couldn't describe this feeling. He always felt that this person was not a product of the world. No matter how he looked or how he spoke or acted, he always gave him a vague sense of alienation, as if the distance between the two was not just a few inches. the air, but ditches and gullies.

Wei Zhi never looked away, Lin Xingzhou could look directly into his eyes, and suddenly felt that the color of his eyeballs was a bit too dark, as if the light couldn't penetrate it, making it difficult to see clearly what was hidden in the abyss. wearing something.

"No." Finally, Wei Zhi was the first to stagger his eyes, "You are overthinking."

The child's cries became louder and louder, Lin Xingzhou had no choice but to retract his suspicious gaze. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of her stretching out her short arms to reach the hair-eating ghost. Of course, Fagui didn't dare to go there.

One person and one ghost probably made a silent communication in their minds that no one else could catch. After the crying stopped briefly, it became louder "wow", like a river bursting its embankment, involuntarily drowning everyone present.

Lin Xingzhou's head ached from the noise, so he simply didn't do anything, and directly provoked: "Then what, I'll take this ghost away, you are busy."

"Hey, wait!" Qi Weiwei stopped him as expected, and said hesitantly, "How about...let's keep it."

She hugged the child and leaned towards the table, the hair-eating ghost handed over a hoof, the girl stretched out her small hand, and grasped it tightly with five fingers, as if she could predict something, there was no way Ken let go.

Seeing that the child finally stopped crying, Qi Weiwei couldn't help but sighed: "Actually, it's okay to keep it, but the key is that we can't see it, and knowing that there is such a thing at home, we always feel a little..."

"That's not a problem," Wei Zhi interrupted suddenly, "It's not difficult for ordinary people to see ghosts, they just need a 'medium', for example, the ghost formation, or..."

He glanced at the girl playing with ghosts, and asked Qi Weiwei, "I remember you guys would buy some jewelry for your children, such as longevity locks, or bracelets, do you have any?"

Lin Xingzhou raised an eyebrow at him—"You guys"?

However, Qi Weiwei didn't catch this important point, and immediately found a pair of silver bracelets from the bedside table: "Of course, what's wrong with this?"

Wei Zhi took one of them, and there were three silent bells on the bracelet. He thought for a while and said, "Please give me a piece of your own hair from each of your family members."

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay. Although they didn't know what tricks he was up to, they still followed suit.Wei Zhi put the couple's hair and the child's grandmother's hair into the three bells respectively, and then touched the bracelet with his hand, but he didn't open it. The bracelet had already been worn around the neck of the hair-eating ghost.

"Hey," Lin Xingzhou leaned against the table and said, "Isn't this silverware used to ward off evil spirits, and you just wear it for ghosts?"

Wei Zhi didn't even look at him, and directly removed the A4 with the formation diagram: "That's just for your self-comfort, metal has little effect on ghosts - you can put the hair of anyone who wants to see it into the bell inside."

His last sentence was obviously spoken by Qi Weiwei, who opened her eyes wide in surprise—even if the formation was withdrawn, the hair-eating ghost did not disappear from their sight.

At this moment, Lin Xingzhou's cell phone rang, and he didn't need to look to know that the task was completed.

The two of them didn't take the elevator, and walked downstairs slowly. This happy entrustment made Lin Xingzhou feel comfortable, and he couldn't help but talk more: "You just said 'you people', why, don't you count it?"

Wei Zhi walked in front and gave him a silent back.

The more Lin Xingzhou couldn't get a response, the more curious he became, and he poured out his doubts: "You are so proficient in matters of gods and ghosts, but you are so... sympathetic to ghosts? How can you change from three years later? Take back my drawing, if you say that you are just an ordinary person, then I won’t even kill you... hiss.”

In the middle of his speech, he suddenly got stuck, and he didn't know which syllable he didn't bite correctly. His teeth scratched the wound on his tongue, and the pain almost brought tears to his eyes, and he quickly covered his cheeks.

Wei Zhi noticed his strange behavior, and immediately turned around: "What's wrong?"

"Ah...it's okay, I bit my tongue while eating yesterday, and I have some mouth ulcers."

Lin Xingzhou's random chatter seems to have failed to fool him. Wei Zhi seemed impatient to change the subject, refusing to let go of any opportunity, and made a big fuss: "Mouth ulcer? Open your mouth and let me see."

Lin Xingzhou: "..."

What kind of brain circuit is this surnamed Wei, and even this kind of thing needs to be investigated?

He took a step back hesitantly, maybe because he was too guilty, which made Wei Zhi suspicious. The latter frowned, and his tone became uncompromising: "Open your mouth."

Lin Xingzhou struggled for a long time but failed to escape from the "magic claws", so he opened his mouth obediently. Wei Zhi narrowed his eyes immediately after seeing it: "Is this biting? You have really good teeth."

Lin Xingzhou had no choice but to accept the sarcasm. He spread his hands and said, "Let me be honest." He told everything about how he ate his sister's lollipop yesterday and was cut by a blade. He shrugged, "What is it called? City Gate The fire will affect the fish in the pond, and I am the 'fish in the pond'."

Wei Zhi didn't say anything.

Lin Xingzhou sighed with his arms crossed, and muttered to himself: "You can say that I am unlucky enough. Didn't you say that merit affects luck? Then how many sins did I do in my previous life? To be so unlucky? Don’t do some immoral things like murder and arson.”

Hearing this, Wei Zhi suddenly felt his whole body stiffen for some reason. Lin Xingzhou could even feel his whole body tense up. He looked at him in surprise, but the other party lowered his eyes and didn't look at him, and said after a long time: "If... Not because of yourself?"

"It's not because of me?" Lin Xingzhou didn't realize what he wanted to express, and joked casually, "Who else could it be because of you? Could it be because of you?"

Wei Zhi didn't take his joke, and stood motionless at the entrance of the corridor. The sun slanted in from the outside and hit him with a clear boundary, as if dividing his whole body into two. Sink in the cold muddy water.

After a long time, he slowly retracted the stepping foot, the sunlight gradually receded from him, and he returned to the shadows all over again, raised his head and said slowly and clearly: "What if it is really because of me?"

Lin Xingzhou swallowed subconsciously, perhaps because the sun was too glaring, leaving a strange afterimage on his retina, which involuntarily engulfed the person in front of him, and seemed to merge with the shadows in the corridor to form something A monster with its mouth open in the dark.

He couldn't help taking a step back, and Wei Zhi followed closely, locking him in like an invisible cage, and repeated, "If it's true, is it because of me?"

Lin Xingzhou opened his mouth, but he couldn't speak. Suddenly, he felt that something indescribable was tumbling wildly in the eyes of the other party, but only for a moment, that thing was buried in the bottomless abyss again like a sinking animal spine. It's as if it never appeared.

Wei Zhi lowered his eyes, and the oppressive feeling emanating from his body dissipated in an instant, and when he lifted it up again, his expression changed back to normal: "It's nothing, I'll just ask."

Lin Xingzhou was still in a state of not being able to find the north, and it took him a long time to regain his senses: "Ah... oh."

He hadn't figured out what the madness of the surnamed Wei was, when he suddenly felt that the other person's hand was touching his cheek, and subconsciously tried to avoid it, but someone said, "Don't move."

In this hot weather, the temperature of Wei Zhi's palm was extremely low. Lin Xingzhou was almost terrified by the ice, and couldn't help muttering: "Why are your hands so cold?"

The last physical contact—of course, leaving aside the time when he fell asleep and was carried home—seemed to be the night of the first main mission, but at that time his attention was all on Wei Zhi's painting "Deed" ", didn't notice that the temperature of his fingers clasping his wrist was not normal, but now that his face was touched for a disagreement, he realized that his body temperature was frighteningly low.

Wei Zhi didn't say a word, and put his palm on the other's cheek for a while, and finally slowly withdrew: "Okay."

The cold air on his hand seemed to penetrate into Lin Xingzhou's mouth through the skin. The latter moved his tongue and found that the scratched place did not hurt at all.

"Amazing." He thought so in his heart, followed the other person's footsteps out of the corridor, and said, "I have always wanted to ask you a few questions."

Wei Zhi turned around: "You ask."

"My drawing... how did you get it? After you went there for three years?"

Wei Zhi nodded and said: "The technology of the Underworld is a bit ahead of the human world. With my strength and the cooperation of Zero, it is not difficult to shuttle between various time and space nodes, but... there is only a CD, and it can only be used once a year. , so the members of Ghost Hunting will only increase by one every year, and it will be your novice trial period before the next newcomer joins."

Lin Xingzhou seemed to understand something: "That is to say, you reborn all the ghost hunters? But why did you do this? Did you choose these people randomly, or..."

"This..." Wei Zhi suddenly lowered his eyes, "You will know when the time comes."

Lin Xingzhou: "..."

"Do you have anything else to ask?"

Mr. Lin failed in the routine, so he couldn't help but feel a little downcast, thinking that you have avoided answering the most important questions, and I have nothing to ask, so he hummed uninterestedly: "You are left-handed."

"That's it."

"Then your knife..." Lin Xingzhou said, he stretched out his long claws and took the thing from the opponent's waist, and then he was taken aback, "It's strange, why is there only a handle?"

Wei Zhi was noncommittal, but Lin Xingzhou said, "No, last time I saw you cut open the iron cage with this knife, how could there be only the handle of the knife?"

"Wave it to see, don't point at yourself."

Lin Xingzhou was baffled, so he did it subconsciously. A ray of knife light appeared out of nowhere with his swing, and an afterimage was cut in the air. It swept across a half-height plant next to it, and cut off two leaves.

He stared dumbfounded at the tree that had suffered innocently, and then at the still lonely handle of the knife, and even reached out and shook his hand where the blade should have been - without encountering any obstacles.

So he raised his head in a daze, really not sure what kind of high-tech thing it was, Wei Zhi took the handle of the knife back from his hand, and casually walked a few moves in the air.

The faster he swings the knife, the clearer the blade is revealed. The sharp light of the knife cuts out countless afterimages, and the sound of breaking wind is endless. The appearance of a certain person when we first met—a black robe, long hair flying, and a decisive knife, he was like a character who came out of a comic.

Wei Zhi swung his saber back a few times before returning his saber to his place. When he raised his head, he met Shanglin Xingzhou's gaze.

Lin Xingzhou's heartbeat speeded up inexplicably, a string in his heart seemed to be plucked by the wind of the knife, and it jumped slightly.

He subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and his heart was finished.

to plant.