Different pupils

Baoan's surname is Wang, a very common surname, a very common person.

No one would be reconciled to going to work well, encountering disasters for no reason and not being able to find out the murderer.

There is a mourning shed in the community, and coffins are placed in the shed. Relatives have to offer incense and bow when they come and go. The guards were wrapped in winter clothes in the cold wind, with haggard faces and bloodshot eyes.

This is the custom in Donghai City. You have to stay in the coffin for three days before the cremation. Nowadays, burning paper is not allowed in the urban area, so there are a lot of flowers on the ground. Some relatives and friends came to comfort them and give them gifts. The relationship is good. Will also stay to help the family take care of the funeral.

The most people come on the first day, family, friends, colleagues and leaders.

It is said that someone from the school came early and gave a large sum of condolence money, but was kicked out by the family members.

The one who came today was the director of the school office, the tall and thin man Lin Haoren had seen.He was still wearing the lapel coat, the turtleneck sweater wrapped around his slender neck, without the arrogance he had at the police station that day, like a strangled duck, holding a bag of money in his hand and saying: "This is not... Hey, sister, listen to me, this is not a dismissal... What are you talking about! These are two different things! They are all a little kindness from the school colleagues, and they are all here, you take them first!"

He finally stuffed the money into the woman's hand, wiped his sweat, and smiled wryly: "No one would think of such a thing. Of course, the school is also responsible, but the results of the investigation have not come out after all... No, listen to me, Don't worry..."

He took another bag of money and said in a low voice, "This is personally given by the principal, and there is also a pension..."

A young man jumped out from the side, opened his hands and said, "How much is this? My uncle said that all the employees in the bank gave this amount!"

The director suddenly felt a little stiff: "This is different..."

"What's different? It's all a human life, what's different?!"

The coffin was quietly placed in the coffin, and the living screamed for compensation amidst the shrill sound of the suona.

Lin Haoren felt a little uncomfortable when he heard it, so he went to burn incense for the security uncle, and bowed again. Xing Yu turned around, but didn't feel the soul of the deceased, so he came back and shook his head.

"Dead from fright." Xing Yu was able to see inside the coffin, and said to Lin Haoren, "Although it has been tidied up, it can still be seen that the expression is not peaceful."

"Where's that guy? Can you feel it?"

"No." Xing Yu said, "Don't worry, it was seriously injured by me after all, and it won't show up during the day. I have seen this family, although the spirit is unstable, but the soul is complete, and it will be fine for the time being."

Lin Haoren nodded, sitting in a chair far away from the coffin, and said, "Before I couldn't summon other ghosts in school... have they all been eaten by it?"

"Maybe."

"That kid..." Lin Haoren thought of the curious little guy wearing a bellyband who always followed him to beg for food, and became worried, "Did the one who followed me before also be eaten?"

"I can't tell. I think that kid is very cunning, maybe he escaped." Seeing Lin Haoren frowning, Xing Yu comforted him, "If you are worried, catch it and ask to understand. If it doesn't take long, It hasn't fully integrated other souls yet, maybe it can spit it out."

Lin Haoren nodded absent-mindedly, and looked at the worshiping crowd in the distance: "Did you tell your family what happened?"

"Well, I will investigate the matter of the dead, and let them investigate the living."

"Did you find out what?"

"Not yet, but the headmaster won't be able to hide it for long." Xing Yu sneered, "If he still wants to live."

Is it that simple to make a deal with ghosts and gods?

From ancient times to the present, no matter whether it is raising little ghosts or selling souls to make deals with evil ghosts, none of them has a good end.

"The left and right are either getting rich, or they want to continue their lives." Xing Yu has seen it a lot, and said, "People are greedy, that's probably the case. They have to pay back in the end."

Even if you don’t have to pay it back while you’re alive, you have to pay it back when you’re dead, and you’ll even have to pay it back in your next life and the next life, and if you don’t do it, it will bring disaster to your descendants.

The two sat outside the mourning shed and chatted one after another, with the crowds coming and going around, it seemed that Lin Haoren was exceptionally quiet.It was as if time stood still around him.

Xing Yu suddenly approached and said, "Senior, when I wake up, don't you still want to see me?"

Lin Haoren was taken aback.

Xing Yu said: "When the matter is resolved, everyone will go their own way, you said it yourself."

Lin Haoren was noncommittal, picking at the hem of his clothes with his hands, the sharpness in his brows and eyes was melted by the warm winter sun, he lowered his head slightly, revealing a long and beautiful neck, which made people want to reach out and touch it.

"I'm just a storyteller." Lin Haoren said, "I won't eat your bowl of rice..."

"Let's make friends." Xing Yu interrupted him, "My left eye sees hell, your right eye sees hell, don't you think it's fate?"

"..." What the hell fate?

Lin Haoren wanted to complain, he glanced at the corner of the other's mouth, and the tip of his tongue turned when he spoke, and said dryly: "It's just a coincidence."

"Coincidence is fate, it's always played like this on TV." Xing Yu laughed and bumped him with a shoulder, "I want to be your friend, do you agree?"

In Lin Haoren's life, the only person who offered to make friends with him was the rebellious Xiao Dan.

At that time, Xiao Dan was still a little guy with a snotty nose, holding candied haws in his hand, with a fleshy face, big eyes, wearing a light yellow blouse, and slurred his speech.

Other than that, the others were either avoiding him, or adored him secretly, wanting to be his younger brother—Xing Yu was the second person in his life who wanted to walk side by side with him.

Lin Haoren thought that his memory would be blurred when he woke up, and he would not remember it when he went back, so he said perfunctorily with a complicated mood: "Okay."

Unexpectedly, Xing Yu laughed happily and whistled loudly, attracting others to look over.

Lin Haoren had no choice but to cough, pretending that he whistled by himself, blushed, and got up to apologize to the family of the deceased.

"What are you doing! Look at the occasion!" He covered his mouth with one hand and whispered angrily.

Xing Yu touched his nose: "I'm just so happy that I can't control it."

Lin Haoren was simply baffled: "I'm sick!"

It's quite sick, Xing Yu thought, he has never been so happy because of anything.

As if the instinct of the body was responding to something, the blood all over his body boiled accordingly. When Lin Haoren looked at him, he couldn't help but want to attract the other party's attention, wanting to twitch, like a beautiful peacock, he couldn't help opening his eyes. Screen.

Realizing that the other party does not reject him, the joy engraved in his bones made him unable to help cheering, and even wanted to rush up to hug the other party.

why?Xing Yu himself did not understand.

Maybe it's because his left eye finally found his right eye after a long time.

The whole day was peaceful, and the spirit guards would go to burn incense every once in a while to keep the incense burning.As night fell, the family members of the deceased began to prepare dinner, and relatives and friends nearby would also come.The lights were temporarily turned on in the coffin, and a small speaker was plugged into the socket, playing dirges and music continuously.

It would be inappropriate for Lin Haoren to stay as an outsider.

Xiao Dan had already gone back first, and before he left, he even brought them milk tea, saying it was a signboard of an online celebrity shop, even Lin Haoren, who is addicted to sweetness, choked on the taste, it was so sweet that his brain ached.

Xing Yu could only watch as he couldn't drink, he didn't understand what Xiao Dan's "treat" meant.In the end, Lin Haoren gave his cup of milk tea to the little granddaughter of the deceased.

The little granddaughter was only three years old, her face was soft and she was wrapped in a thick padded jacket by an adult. She didn't know what life and death were.

Her face was bright red, she held the milk tea in both hands, and said in a milky voice, "Thank you brother..."

She glanced at Xing Yu's direction again, shook her body and said thank you again.

Xing Yu paused, looked back, and pointed to himself: "Can you see me?"

The little granddaughter didn't understand what it meant, she bit the straw and didn't speak.

The adults came and took her away, Lin Haoren said in a low voice: "It is said that children are sensitive, it really is..."

Xing Yu frowned, and looked down at his increasingly clear hand as a soul.

This is not a good thing...

Lin Haoren was ready to stay overnight, and before he had gone far, he heard the little granddaughter say softly, "Grandpa..."

"Grandpa is sleeping, don't disturb him, good boy."

"Grandpa is in the house," she said.

The grown-ups didn't take it seriously, and just perfunctory her: "Yeah, grandpa's photo is in the house, and it will be hung up tomorrow."

Lin Haoren paused, and looked at Xing Yu in surprise.

"In the house?" Lin Haoren asked uncertainly, "Did it not be taken away by ghost messengers?"

"That guy might come chasing after it." Xing Yu frowned, "He just died and his soul is unconscious, so he might not even know who he is right now, let alone avoid that guy. This is not good."

Although Lin Haoren could find the community where the security guard lived, he didn't know exactly which buildings and units he lived in, and even if he knew, he couldn't get in.This is not as simple as climbing over the low wall of the school.

"Can you summon souls?" Lin Haoren said, "My master mentioned it before."

"Yes, but it's up to you to do it." Xing Yu said, "I'll teach you, try it. You have been able to understand yin and yang since you were young, so you should be able to learn it quickly."

Lin Haoren's ability has always made him incompatible with others, but in Xing Yu's mouth, it has become a matter of course, and it even seems to be some kind of rare talent that he admires.It doesn't seem like a bad thing to be able to help now.

"Okay." Lin Haoren nodded and hid behind the flower bed.

Xing Yu said from the side: "Wait, take some paper money and melons and fruits first, do you still have the 'Walking Talisman'?"

"Yes." Lin Haoren took out the talisman paper, and took the paper money.

The melons and fruits were all ready-made in the spiritual shed, so they borrowed the melons and fruits from the plate and placed them on the ground, and used the 'Walking Food Talisman' to attract them, and burned three pieces of paper money and stretched out their hands to make a seal.

"One door opens, the second door appears, and the third door is in front of you..." Lin Haoren followed Xing Yu and said in a low voice, "What's the name of the visitor?"

The orange fire light was reflected between Lin Haoren's eyebrows, Xing Yu looked at him sideways, his mind moved, only to feel that Lin Haoren's solemn eyebrows revealed some kind of divinity.

After the paper money was burnt, it turned into a pile of black ashes, and a head protruded from the ashes, like a stickman wearing a black hat. The deep voice condensed into a line, only Lin Haoren and Xing Yu could hear it.

"My name is Fuxia. I belong to the lineage of the Celestial Master, why do you call me?"

Lin Haoren thought that summoning spirits was to attract the dead, but he didn't expect to attract ghost messengers from nearby. He was startled, and looked up at Xing Yu in bewilderment.

Xing Yu was pleased by his begging eyes, smiled lowly, and asked the ghost messenger: "The new ghost here, surnamed Wang, can you bring me a meeting?"

"He just died, and he lost his mind." The ghost guard touched the melon and fruit that Lin Haoren burned for him to eat, his voice was low and majestic, but he ate quickly, without delaying his speech, "This man died in vain, he was too frightened, and lost his life." The soul is looking for it. It is inconvenient to come and see."

"It's dangerous." Lin Haoren frowned and said, "Can you protect it?"

Xing Yu had an idea, and asked, "Where is the lost soul?"

"It's nearby." The ghost guard ate the fruit, and before Lin Haoren could finish asking, he wiped his mouth and sank, his voice still echoing in his ears, "I'm busy with business, so I can't stay for long, forgive me. Gradually weakening, if you don't return to the Yang body when you pass the ugly, it may be difficult to continue."

Lin Haoren was inexplicable, Xing Yu looked down at his hand, and clasped his fist at the place where the ghost messenger disappeared: "Thank you."

Lin Haoren was taken aback for a moment, and then suddenly realized that the last sentence was for Xing Yu!

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