ghost

Fang Xia is a person who can't pretend too much.Before going to bed, he still had the attitude of a famous detective, thinking about the reason behind his elder brother's refusal to see his master. However, it didn't take long before he got under the covers and fell asleep heartlessly.His sleeping appearance is highly consistent with his personality, and he is equally restless.Before going to sleep, I lay on my back in a regular manner. After I fell asleep, I rolled around on the bed, and soon my body was tilted into a posture parallel to the diagonal line of the bed.The hem of the pajamas was lifted up, revealing a flat lower abdomen, the outline of the abdominal muscles could be vaguely seen, rising and falling rhythmically with breathing.

Ever since Fang Xia got used to his presence, Fu Jin could see him in bed every night.This should be Fang Xia's usual sleeping pattern. He didn't sleep well in the first few nights at Geng's house. This tumbling in various ways is the sign of him relaxing and sleeping soundly.Because of this, his business skills are very proficient, no matter how much he rolls, he will never fall off the bed, and - even if he accidentally rolls over the space left for him, he will roll back unconsciously soon.

Fu Jin looked at the half of the seat that Fang Xia had left for him, and the corner of his mouth curled up, inexplicably feeling better.He doesn't need to sleep, and he won't really go to sleep if the bed is reserved, it's completely superfluous, just like Fang Xia will prepare that for him every time he eats.However, this attitude of being regarded as the same as a living person feels very good.The previous Patriarchs of the Geng family did not treat him harshly, but their attitudes were mostly respectful, stemming from fear, interest, and ambition.Their kindness to him was mixed with too many external reasons, and their kindness to him was mostly not out of sincerity.They are living people, but he is a dead soul. The successive Patriarchs of the Geng family have a very clear understanding of this.There is a line drawn between them and him, dividing the two sides into two worlds, which is a clear-cut situation.

In the past, Fu Jin didn't care about it, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.Most people in the world will retreat when encountering dead souls. The Geng family are not ordinary people. They are well aware of the danger of dealing with dead souls, so they should be cautious.This is not incomprehensible, but it does not mean that he likes that kind of differential treatment. He has been used to it all along, until he happened to meet a little meatball named "Fang Xia" 20 years ago.

That's right, Fu Jin met Fang Xia 20 years ago, before Fang Xia's yin and yang eyes were sealed by Geng Wenqiu.

That year, Fang Xia's father, Geng Zhongxuan, died in a car accident, and Fu Jin was transferred to Fang Xia's grandmother, Geng Wenqiu.In the early winter of the same year, Fang Xia's mother brought Fang Xia, who was only three years old, to the Geng's old house.Fang Xia's mother and Geng Wenqiu went into the tea room to talk, leaving Fang Xia to play in the patio outside.

Three-year-old Fang Xia was a chubby little guy.Walking is already considered steady, but running is still a bit trembling, feeling like he might fall down at any time. Even so, Xiao Fang Xia has shown his restlessness in his bones. The kumquat tree placed in the center of the courtyard was ruined by misfortune.All the kumquats that the fleshy little hands could get were picked off, the leaves were torn apart, and many branches were broken.

Standing in the corridor, Fu Jin watched Xiao Fangxia play happily with a bunch of kumquats as marbles, thinking that these pots of kumquat trees might not be able to be given away, but felt that this scene was a little bit mean.In this century-old house, he has also seen many children, including direct descendants who grew up here, and Geng family offshoots who came to visit during the holidays. No matter how naughty a child is, they dare not cause trouble in the old house. This is the first time I have seen this kind of brat who dared to bring a nest of kumquats that the Geng family planned to give away for the New Year when they came here for the first time.

The children who came to the old house did not dare to make trouble because their parents warned them in advance, but the main reason was because they were instinctively afraid of his existence.Although the evil spirit on his body has been suppressed, children's senses are much more sensitive than adults'. Even children without talent can still faintly feel his existence by intuition during this period.

This kid named Fang Xia, I don't know if he is bold or too slow... Before Fu Jin had time to think about it, he met Fang Xia who turned his head and looked over. Those black and white eyes blinked twice, and then screamed. He got up from the ground and ran towards him.

"Want to play together?"

Fu Jin looked at Fang Xia who stretched out a dirty chubby hand towards him and handed him two kumquats, and came to a conclusion in his heart—it seemed that he was not dull, but bold.

"Let's play together!" Before Fu Jin could speak, Fang Xia excitedly rushed forward two steps, and stretched out his other hand to grab him.

Unsurprisingly, the little meat ball like a cannonball jumped into the air and passed through his body directly.

Fu Jin turned around, looked at the little meat ball and glanced blankly at his empty hand, then raised his head and stared at him with round eyes.

"You are not human..."

I finally found out, I should be afraid now, Fu Jin thought.

Fang Xia's mother's voice came from a distance, Fang Xia turned her head to take a look, then took out a toffee that had been muffled a little from her pocket, and put it on the side of the beauty.

"Mom called me, I can't play with you. I'll give you sugar, don't be unhappy." Fang Xia said solemnly, and ran out of the corridor.

The little meat ball quickly disappeared from Fu Jin's sight, leaving only a toffee on the side of the beauty in the corridor, and a few scattered kumquat trees in the courtyard, but his mood strangely improved , obviously haven't eaten that toffee...

That was the first time he was approached by a living person. After finding out that he was a dead soul, he could still look at him without avoiding it. There was no line between them. They were placed in the same world and had a normal conversation.He was obviously just a kid, and he was startled at first, but then he cared about his mood seriously.

See you again in 20 years, this person is still the same as when he was a child.Mingming was frightened by his identity as a ghost at first, but soon forgot that fear, and accepted his existence without barriers.This child is probably a short-sighted one, the kind that has been incomplete after 20 years, but this kind of short-sightedness...he doesn't hate it.

Standing by the bed, Fu Jin looked at the person sleeping soundly on the bed, raised her hand, and helped him pull up the quilt that was about to slip out of bed.

Early the next morning, Fang Xia and his party found a small restaurant near the hotel for breakfast.

"So... when will we go to Li's house again?" Fang Xia asked Geng Shudan who was sitting opposite while adding vinegar to the bowl of wonton in front of Fu Jin.

"When that Mr. Li goes out, I'll call Mrs. Li again and ask her to tell the guards to let us go up." Geng Shudan said.

"Do you know when that Mr. Li leaves the house?"

"I have asked Zhuang Sheng to watch over him. That Mr. Li has gone out, and he will come back to inform you." Geng Shudan said with a smile.

"Zhuang Sheng? Is there such a person in our group?" Fang Xia looked puzzled.

"Have you forgotten that our Geng family learned the art of controlling ghosts? Zhuang Sheng is my ghost emissary."

"Can't you let your ghost envoy take care of that little ghost from the Li family?" Fang Xia said vaguely, sucking on the noodles.

"No, exorcising ghosts is best done by humans, not by ghosts, you need to remember this." Geng Shudan said here, his expression became serious, "Ordinary wandering souls The power in the Yang world is very weak, and they basically have no influence on the living. Only the ghosts who died in vain, and the ghosts who took their lives, can have an influence on the living. The little ghost in the Li family obviously belongs to the latter. This kind of ghost has evil spirits on it. When the warlock is not present, let the ghost envoys sent out come into direct contact. The ghost envoys are easily affected by the evil spirits and thus counterattack the warlock. Compared with living people, evil spirits have a much greater impact on ghosts ...Moreover, our Geng family will accept Li Gui as a ghost envoy, once Li Gui comes into contact with evil spirits that are more fierce than himself, once he is affected, the consequences will be very difficult to deal with."

After Fang Xia and the others had breakfast, they waited in Geng Shudan's room in the hotel for a while, and then the emissary named Zhuang Sheng came back.It was a boy-like ghost. He first glanced at Fu Jin in fear, then gestured to Geng Shudan, telling him that Li Jinghang had gone out, and then turned into a wisp of green smoke and burrowed into Geng Shudan. The copper coin in Dan's hand.

Taking advantage of the gap in the game, Fang Xia glanced at the very old-fashioned copper coin, and guessed that it was probably the same as the jade ring on his neck, and it was a boarding object for ghosts.

Geng Shudan called Mrs. Li, but it was Sun Li who answered the phone. The request to visit Li's house again was firmly rejected by the other party.This unexpected development disrupted Geng Shudan's plan.

"What should we do this time?" Fang Xia quit the mobile game, looked at Geng Shudan and asked.

"I don't know what to do anymore." Geng Shudan sighed.

"How about we climb over the wall and go in?" Fang Xia suggested while rubbing his chin.

Geng Shudan: "Is there a legal way?"

Fang Xia: "No."

Geng Shudan pressed the center of his eyebrows, and said helplessly, "Let's wait and see."

However, after waiting for two days, there was news that Sun Li had been sent to the hospital.

"Go to the hospital." After hearing the news brought back by Zhuang Sheng, Geng Shudan made a decision immediately.

Entering the hospital is much easier than entering Li's house.After Wang Ke drove the two to the hospital, they waited in the parking lot.After Geng Shudan took Fang Xia to consult with the nurse station, he soon found out about Sun Li's ward.

The hospital is a place where life and death alternate. Following Geng Shudan along the corridor of the hospital, Fang Xia saw several ghosts floating in the corridor. ghost.Because of Fu Jin's presence, these ghosts didn't dare to approach, Fang Xia didn't think it was too scary, but just felt a little novel, as if seeing the other world in the hospital.

Geng Shudan has not experienced such a matter of chasing after the client for many years.In the first few years of entering the industry, the clients he came into contact with were mixed, and naturally he also met such family members who did not believe in evil, and he had a temper that he couldn't let go of when he saw it. There were many people who did not believe in evil. Yong, back then he was often disliked by that person for meddling in other people's business.Later, he gained a certain status in the mystical circle, and he didn't need to accept those trivial commissions.Most of the entrustments he received now came from people with status and status. They believed in ghosts and gods, so they didn't need Geng Shudan to chase after them. They would naturally beg Geng Shudan to help.And the person who always disliked his meddling in his business back then is no longer around.

The Li family business was taken over for the purpose of teaching Fang Xia, but it made him relive the sadness he felt when he was just a fledgling.Immediately afterwards, old things, old people from the past and the like also popped up.He seemed to have heard the four words that the man often said to him - mind your own business.

"Fang Xia, don't you think I'm meddling too much? The other party has already refused, but I still come to you so ignorantly." Standing in front of Sun Li's ward, Geng Shudan couldn't help asking Fang Xia .

"Probably a little..." Fang Xia crossed her arms, leaned back, leaned against the wall at the door of Sun Li's ward, and looked at Geng Shudan out of the corner of her eyes, "But, I think sometimes it's better to meddle in other people's business than be tall." Hanging high is good, at least the former looks more like a living person."