Infamous system

Is it an illusion that Yu Ze turned around in the cold and dazzling white snow all over the mountain?There was the sound of a car approaching in the distance.

In Yu Ze's heart, there was a secret joy of finding something lost, and he jumped forward a few steps to meet him. He floated barefoot on the snow without leaving any traces.

Seeing the familiar car from a distance, the joy in Yu Ze's heart suddenly turned cold, and another thought came out of his heart:

Mostly to see off the newcomers.

Who can escape from here, who will come back?

Although Yu Ze has only given Shen Bo this opportunity for more than ten years.

Yu Ze's face turned cold, he raised his hand and pulled out the bloody thorns from his neck, and flicked it into the snow, turning into a long spiked whip.

He is not in the mood to play peek-a-boo with others right now.

Yu Ze secretly decided that if the person who got off the car was a newcomer, he would directly sever the neck of the person who came, and comfort himself with bright red blood.

But the moment he saw the person getting off the car, the bloody long whip turned into a red ribbon, fluttering and extending towards that person.

The red silk was tied into a knot in mid-air and fastened to Shen Bo's wrist, and the other end of the red silk was held in the palm of Yu Ze's hand.

Even though Shen Bo couldn't feel it, Yu Ze still subconsciously transformed the blood thorn into the softest appearance.

Yu Ze's eyes looked along the fluttering red silk to the other end, his heart that had been cold for 15 years swelled in a trance, and his heart was filled with the person at the other end of the red silk.

Shen Bo couldn't see ghosts in his eyes, and didn't know that he was tied with a red ribbon.

While talking with the agent, Shen Bo walked towards the villa with his things.

He had no idea that there was a barefoot evil spirit, led by him, staggeringly walking in the snow, and followed him all the way forward.

The evil spirit didn't look fierce at all, it seemed that it had forgotten how to move normally, like a child who couldn't walk well, his eyes couldn't look at the road, he only knew to look at the back of the person in front of him, and he couldn't move away at all.

It wasn't until Shen Bo stopped that the evil ghost pulled out his blue-white feet from the snow. He floated on the snow, with a few lumps of snow on his bare feet.

The evil ghost heard Shen Bo calling out: "The person who sent me a mountain full of lotus flowers, can you show me another miracle?"

"Miracle?"

The evil ghost repeated these two words in a low voice, defrauding the living, how can the ghost technique with the purpose of luring and killing people be considered a miracle?

"All my spells are bloody, how can they be called 'miracles'?"

Yu Ze drifted through the thick white snow and approached Shen Bo. He wanted to explain to Shen Bo, but was afraid that Shen Bo would choose to escape after knowing.

Shen Bo's back was facing the snowy mountains in front of the villa, naturally he didn't see this unusual sight.

But the odd sight was spotted by another.

The intermediary got into the cab, closed the door, and was about to turn back.Before he left, he glanced at Shen Bo, and suddenly raised his short, fat hand to cover his mouth.

The intermediary turned his eyes left and right a few times, counted back and forth three times, and finally confirmed that there were indeed a series of unfamiliar footprints in the snow.

The back of the intermediary's neck was drenched in cold sweat of fear. He tore off the Buddha statue hanging from the rearview mirror with shaking hands, pinched it tightly, held his breath and quickly started the car, desperately driving back.

After he left Lingyue Villa, he had the courage to send a text message to Shen Bo, muttering while sending: "Brother Shen, don't blame me for being unkind, life and death are life and death, I can't save you."

Shen Bo was quietly waiting for the friendly ghost cohabitant to help him carry things, but before he could wait for this little miracle, the phone in his pocket vibrated.

Shen Bo took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and found that it was a text message from an agency, and there were only seven words in the short message:

"Be careful, he's behind you"

After Shen Bo read this message, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up, and he replied: "Thank you for reminding", and added a system smiley face at the end.

The agent's mobile phone was clamped in the bracket next to the driver's seat, and he saw it as soon as Shen Bo sent a message.

The intermediary stared at the smiling face of the system at the end of the message, feeling terrified for a while, thinking that brother Shen might be dead, it was from that evil ghost, otherwise how could he be able to laugh?

The intermediary's mind was full of unrealistic and terrifying ideas. He even thought that the evil spirit would crawl out of this message and wring his neck with a snap.

But they don't know that the evil ghost at this time is being sent by Shen Bo, and has no intention of paying attention to other humans.

"Yu Ze, these need to be put in the refrigerator, but I see that the refrigerator is full of your things, what should I do if there is no space?"

Shen Bo stood with his arms folded and directed back and forth in the hall, the contents of the four big bags on the ground were almost removed, only some fresh vegetables were left.

Yu Ze hugged the pile of fresh vegetables, and was stunned when he heard the words. He thought of the props in the refrigerator used to scare a prey: a pile of disgusting viscera and intestines.

Mixed mood.

Yu Ze cast the ghost barrier technique on the blood thorns, and transformed into a line of bloody characters in midair, and asked:

"Are you scared?"

Shen Bo shook his head, he had created mountains of corpses and seas of blood with his own hands, how could he be frightened by that pile of things, it was just that his appetite was affected by the rotten and blackened flesh and blood.

"I'll clean it up."

The hall decorated like a mourning hall changed in the mid-air with blood characters. It was obviously a terrifying scene, but the people in it did not have any fear.

"Trouble you, you helped me so much as soon as I moved in."

Shen Bo thanked him for the treatment and firefighting, but Yu Ze didn't understand what it meant, but he didn't ask.

Just now in front of the door, the surprise when Shen Bo suddenly called to stop him has not calmed down until now.

Yu Ze thought that this prey was so courageous that he would extend his hand to the evil spirit in a friendly way, and said with a gentle smile, "My name is Shen Bo, how can I make friends?"

And he put his palm on it in a strange way, and Yu Ze rubbed his fingers a few times, as if the thin temperature still remained on his palm.

After the two put everything away, they sat on the white sofa in the hall.

Yu Ze is now in a physical state. Although he is thin and invisible, there is a sunken dent on the soft sofa.

Based on the location of the trace, Shen Bo clearly knew the direction of Yu Ze, and asked in that direction:

"Is there any way I can see you?"

Shen Bo spread his hands and gestured, his face was a bit embarrassed: "You know, it's quite inconvenient."

Yu Ze used the ghost barrier technique and blood thorns to slowly melt a line of blood in front of Shen Bo's eyes:

"I have to blow out a lamp on your shoulder to help you see the ghost."

The bloody words continued to scroll forward: "It will take a long time for you to raise this lamp back, and you will encounter a lot during the raising of the lamp."

Yu Ze paused for a moment, and he changed to a milder way of saying: "There are a lot of bad things, so it's best not to, this way is pretty good."

Yu Ze endured 15 years of loneliness. Although prey was brought in occasionally, almost everyone was frightened when they entered the door. No one could sit and talk to himself calmly and gently like Shen Bo.

Good things have been away from Yu Ze for too long, and he can't imagine what better things would be like, so he is very satisfied just sitting and talking like this.

Shen Bo knows the meaning of lights. There are three lights on a person's shoulders and on the top of his head, which represent the degree of prosperity of the person's yang energy. The weaker the light, the weaker the yang energy. Such people are easy to run into ghosts.

But this is the first time Shen Bo has heard of the way ghosts make people see ghosts.

No wonder there is a folk saying: When walking at night, if someone calls you from behind, you must not turn your head. Once you turn your head, your breath will blow out the lamp on your shoulder, and the consequences will be unpredictable.

From this topic, Shen Bo learned a lot about the specific ways of ghosts in folklore.

Yu Ze wrote line by line like writing a story, writing what Shen Bo wanted to know in mid-air.

The bright red characters flowing like blood, against the background of the mourning hall, tell ghost stories one after another.

In fact, Yu Ze is not good at telling stories. He just tells the ghosts he has seen in the past 15 years. His description method is also very simple, but he can't bear the interesting stories.

Shen Bo read it with relish, and almost forgot his lunch.

But Yu Ze remembered that living people have to eat, and three meals a day should not be missed.

He stopped halfway through his last story, and wrote on the next line:

"It's time for you to eat."

Shen Bo glanced at the half-narrated story in mid-air, and wanted to continue reading, but he also understood that the cohabitant was doing it for his own good, and he didn't want to rush.

Shen Bo has traveled through three worlds, and his cooking skills have never improved, but instead got worse and worse. He thought about his cooking skills, and took out his mobile phone to order takeaway.

Yu Ze saw the takeaway interface on Shen Bo's phone, and glanced at the fresh vegetables on the long kitchen table, his eyes were a little confused.

He manipulated the blood thorns and typed a line of words in front of Shen Bo's eyes.

The bloody words floated on the screen of the phone, covering the interface of Shen Bo's menu selection like a fog.

"You bought those things, don't you plan to cook for yourself?" Yu Ze asked.

Shen Bo admitted frankly: "I don't know how to cook."

"Then why did you buy it?"

Shen Bo glanced at the dishes on the long table, and sighed: "Because I really want to eat pork ribs and stewed beef, these home-cooked dishes can't be ordered at takeaway."

Yu Ze moved his fingers, but he didn't continue writing.

Shen Bo lowered his head and swiped the phone, at an angle that Yu Ze couldn't see, a smile appeared in his eyes.

Because I recognize you, little fool.

Through three worlds, I am familiar with your soul.

As for how Shen Bo's cooking skills have deteriorated step by step, it is also due to the long-term care and feeding of some people.

Yu Ze scattered the blood on the thin screen, looked at the interface of the pile of dishes, the more he looked at it, the more dissatisfied he became, and he felt upset for no reason.

In the end Yu Ze compromised with himself, he buckled the blood thorn back into the crack in his neck, got up and went to the kitchen.

The kitchen utensils and ingredients are controlled by invisible hands, and they are constantly swinging rhythmically. The thick sauce is immersed in the ribs, and the unique aroma is simmered by the flame.

Shen Bo took a deep breath of the smell of food wafting from the kitchen, walked comfortably to the dining table, sat down peacefully, and waited for the meal to start.