Daoism catches ghosts [Rebirth]

"This..." Wei Zhi frowned, "I haven't considered this aspect, but I really can't rule out this possibility—in short, although I have strengthened the seal, it may still be impossible to prevent him from entering. Now He was severely injured by us, and he should be unable to move for a long time, I will take this opportunity to go back to the underworld to have a look, you go to his lair to keep an eye on him, and see if he will show up again."

Song Yun volunteered, "I'll go."

Lin Xingzhou answered, "Going to the underworld? Just right, I have to tell you something, is there something wrong with your system... Where are you going?"

For some reason, Wei Zhi pinched his throat suddenly, as if something was stuck in his throat, he stood up and rushed to the bathroom, Lin Xingzhou said inexplicably, "Are you afraid of heights when teleporting on flat ground?"

A few people didn't know what old Wei was up to, Qi Wan picked up what he had said before: "Sister, I will accompany you, it's too boring to stay here, and there is no one over there, so let me show off my singing voice."

Lin Xingzhou raised his eyes and looked at him: "The wind injury hasn't healed yet, so you're not in charge of the treatment?"

"Isn't it enough that I sang to you so many apples?" Qi Wan pretended to be surprised, "If it's not enough, come find me again."

Lin Xingzhou felt like throwing up when he heard the word "apple" now, so he quickly waved his hand at him. At this time, Wei Zhi finally came back. He didn't know what he did in the bathroom, but there were three extra test tubes in his hand. It is filled with what looks like white smoke, and it will move when you shake it.

"What is this?" Several people came closer to observe, Qiwan reached out and flicked one of the test tubes lightly, and the white smoke inside trembled.

Wei Zhi: "The one that fell from 002's body was accidentally swallowed."

Everyone: "..."

Lin Xingzhou's outstretched claws retracted again, and he swallowed hard: "So...you just went to the toilet to spit it out?"

"Well," Wei Zhi thought for a while and said, "That's sort of it."

Qi Wan suddenly froze, then stood up and ran to the toilet.

Wei Zhi gave him a strange look, but he didn't take it seriously. He gently unplugged the test tube, and the white smoke inside scattered into the air, gradually forming a human figure. Lin Xingzhou recognized her face when he saw it clearly. Who was that—the supermarket salesperson who was killed by Painted Skin Ghost.

Wei Zhi opened the other two test tubes, and Lin Xingzhou also recognized the released souls. They were the two junior high school students who died in the Internet cafe.

He stared at the other party for a long while: "No more?"

Wei Zhi shook his head, but Lin Xingzhou still didn't give up: "What about Ye Zhi? No, you can spit it out again, maybe you can spit out a few more."

Qiwan had just come out of the toilet, when he heard his words, he jumped back again.

Wei Zhi said helplessly, "It's really gone."

Lin Xingzhou was very frustrated—although they kept letting Wu Xi live in her body instead of Ye Zhi, it was not a long-term solution after all. After such a long time, Lu Jie seemed to have discovered something, and asked him several times on the sidelines, He could only prevaricate in various ways, and he felt sorry for Mr. Lu.

One day he couldn't find Ye Zhi, and his hope became slimmer. Lin Xingzhou didn't dare to think about what would happen if he really couldn't find Ye Zhi. He could only comfort himself, saying that as long as there was no news that she had been killed, he would still be there. has hope.

Wei Zhi seemed to see his thoughts, lowered his head and said, "I'm sorry."

Lin Xingzhou twitched the corner of his mouth, as if he wanted to laugh, but he couldn't lift it up. He forced himself to turn his attention to other things, looked at the three souls that were stuck in place, and asked suspiciously: "Strange?" , how did they... fell asleep?"

Although the three souls were standing there in good condition, their eyes were closed for some reason, and their heads were lowered, motionless. Lin Xingzhou reached out to touch them, but they didn't respond.

"Having been imprisoned by 002 for so long, they probably won't be able to wake up," Wei Zhi said, "Everyone treats them as dead, and their bodies are also cremated. Their souls can't go back, and they can only wait for ghosts to lead them into reincarnation. , There should be some hope of rescuing them when we get to the underworld, so I just want to see the hosts and send them there by the way."

He put the three souls into the test tube, and tightened the stopper again: "Oh, by the way, what did you say about the system just now?"

Lin Xingzhou was interrupted by him before, and he almost forgot about it, but now he remembered: "Didn't the hungry ghost invade today? The system didn't send an alarm to us, and the sub-machine that stopped the wind was also destroyed. I think you are Need a good overhaul?"

"Okay," Wei Zhi immediately agreed, "Then I'll go back to the underworld now, and Chen Xing will cooperate with me here, and I will open all the authority of Zero to you."

Chen Xing pushed his glasses indifferently: "Let me refuse."

"why?"

"Your Ghost King doesn't need to rest, but we humans can't. This task is one after another. Are you tired, silly boy?"

Wei Zhi was speechless, so he had to postpone the schedule to give them a rest time.A few days later, Lin Tingfeng was discharged from the hospital. On the day of discharge, Wei Zhi returned to the underworld, and those who accompanied him in the hospital also moved back to the temporary base in Beiyuan Community. When they arrived at 102, Song Yun and Qiwan were watching over the no-man's land—of course, the work couldn't be done for nothing, and Old Wei had to pay overtime pay.

Lin Xingzhou drove his brother back home in Wei Zhi's car. This was the first time Lin Tingfeng returned to his long-lost home in more than 20 years. He had mixed feelings for a while, and he didn't even dare to go in. It took a while to move slowly, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw a black shadow rushing towards him, which shocked him greatly.

Lin Xingzhou is not at home these days, and the two cats at home have become "left-behind children". The white cat who is used to being alone is fine, but the black cat is not. I am looking forward to the return of the shit shovel officer all day long-although it is not necessary Shovel shit.

At this moment, it heard the door and couldn't wait to meet it. It yelled "meow" and "meow" at Lin Xingzhou's feet, and rubbed its body against his calf. Lin Tingfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that it was a cat: " Brother, why do you still keep cats? You haven’t been home for so many days, won’t they starve to death?”

"They're not alive, they don't need to eat, otherwise I can't afford them." Lin Xingzhou said as he removed the cloth covering the sofa, "Don't stand, sit down."

Lin Tingfeng was stunned—his handset hadn't been repaired yet, so he couldn't tell whether these two were cats or cat ghosts at the first time.

Lin Xingzhou is actually not a qualified excrement officer, and he has limited patience with small animals. In contrast, he is more willing to take care of his younger brother.The black cat entangled him for a while and couldn't get love, and walked away in small steps very sadly, smelling here and there, and finally locked his attention on Lin Tingfeng, tilting his head to look at him, as if I'm wondering why this guy who looks like a shit shoveler smells different.

Lin Tingfeng sat on the sofa and looked at it, and stretched out his hand towards it for a long time. The black cat shrank its neck, then let out a "meow", and poked out the tip of its nose to smell it. It seemed that it was finally sure that this was not a dangerous species, so it stretched out its hand. Tongue licked his hand.

Lin Tingfeng also touched its fur, hugged it to his body with one hand, and said while stroking it: "Hey, brother, my adoptive parents seem to have raised cats too, but it is said that I was allergic to cat fur when I was a child. I just gave the cat away. Your cat is not bad, and the gospel for those who want to raise a cat and are allergic to cat fur is worth promoting.”

Lin Xingzhou was washing fish in the kitchen. Hearing this, he poked his head and glanced at him: "You like it? Then let them sleep with you tonight."

"they?"

Before Lin Tingfeng finished speaking, he heard a cat meowing from behind him. When he turned his head, he saw a long-haired white cat with mandarin duck eyes walking out of the room and walking in front of him with graceful catwalks. Turning around from left to right as if in review, sniffed him very noblely and coldly, then raised his beard: "Meow."

Lin Tingfeng hugged the ancestor on the sofa again, and supported the chins of the two cats with one hand at the same time: "Brother, you are really good. If you have this object, you will also have a cat. You are a winner in life. I envy you."

Lin Xingzhou let out a heck, thinking that the target is a ghost, and the cat is also a ghost, and he doesn't know where he won.

Lin Tingfeng licked the cat for a while, and wanted to go to the toilet. Seeing that Lin Xingzhou was busy there, he didn't bother him. He got up and searched around the house by himself. He managed to find the place, sneaked in and closed the door.

He let out a long breath in front of the mirror, made a helpless expression towards himself in the mirror, looked down at his bandaged right hand, and frowned slightly.

It is still a lot of inconvenience to be unable to move one hand. Fortunately, he can also hold a pen and chopsticks in his left hand, which is not to the extent that he needs to be fed, but both the test results and his own feelings tell him that he may no longer be able to hold his right hand. shot.

This is really not good news for him. He already lacks a certain position compared to others. He used to "take offense as defense", but now that his attack power has been cut in half, how can he continue to hunt ghosts?

Those who charge can't charge anymore, so what's the point of having him?

Lin Tingfeng frowned tightly, and really wanted to move his stiff right hand, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't even move a single finger, and the damaged nerves throbbed uncontrollably.There was a burst of irritability in his heart, and he put one hand on the mirror, competing with himself.

When Qin Yunming attacked the hospital that day, everyone went out, and instead of being able to help, he was used by the other party and became a drag.

He slid slowly against the wall, squatting on the ground and hugging his knees, the unhealed wound on his abdomen was squeezed by this movement, causing slight pains, but he was in no mood to care about it.

He locked himself in the toilet with his eyes blank, his mind was in chaos, and he couldn't find where his future path was.

After an unknown amount of time, the toilet door was suddenly pulled open, and Lin Xingzhou rushed in anxiously: "Stop the wind!... What are you doing?"