adopt a hangman

Contrary to all cities, Fengcheng becomes more and more desolate as you go to the center of the city. Occasionally, I see a few houses with their doors closed tightly and do not come out for a walk. It must be because the family is too poor to afford a house in the outskirts of the city. He can only live in the center of the city, and he is afraid of the ghost house in the center of the city, so he dare not go out.

Jian Fan walked alone on the street, even though it was daytime, it was still eerily quiet, walking along this road, all he could hear in the whole street was the sound of his own footsteps.

After so many years, Ning's house has already become dilapidated, and the plaque symbolizing the dignity of the mansion hangs obliquely above it, only supported by the last balance, but I don't know how long this balance can last, it seems that it will fall down at any time into two halves.

The characters on it have also become incomplete. The cover of the word "Ning" disappeared at some point, leaving shallow traces and the disproportionate word "Dingfu".

The gate is half-closed, no one has been walking around for a long time, and a thick layer of dust has fallen on it. The dilapidated state really seems to be haunted.

Holding the gourd, Jian Fan took a deep breath, pushed open the gate of Ning Mansion, and saw a ghost standing in the middle of the courtyard. Maintain the original state of life.

In short, this ghost looks as messy as this house, its hair is piled up on its head in a mess, and its clothes are hanging on its body in a mess, revealing half of its shoulders, and it feels like it will fall off at any time, just like the plaque at the door.

However, the exposed body is very fair, looking soft and smooth, Jian Fan overturned the previous guess, this kid should be a pampered young master when he was alive.There was another obvious mark on the kid's neck, which should have been pulled out by a rope, and it was quite shocking against the white and tender skin.

Now Jian Fan can judge that this little ghost should be harmless to humans and animals, because when he saw him, he was so frightened that he squatted on the ground and hugged him into a ball and stopped moving.

Erya really didn't dare to move anymore, everyone was saying that this house was haunted, he didn't want to make everyone more afraid of him because of his unintentional actions, so he tried to reduce his sense of existence, squatting on the ground motionless, in case Accidentally bump into something and scare the person.

After a while, he didn't hear any movement from this person. He raised his head cautiously, and saw that this person was still standing at the original place, not approaching the house, and... Erya looked around and found that there was no view Existence, this person's gaze seems to be on himself.

Erya moved two steps to the left in a squatting position, the man's eyes followed him to the left, Erya moved to the right again, the man's eyes still fell on him.

Erya stood up in surprise, walked towards Jianfan, and said, "Can you see me?"

Jian Fan nodded.

Erya's smile deepened, "It's great that you can still hear me."

Erya has been living alone for so many years, he can see everything in this world, watch other people live, watch others communicate, watch others laugh, and now finally someone can see him, he is very happy.

But immediately he made a bitter face: "Did you also become a ghost?" He didn't quite understand what "ghost" meant at first, but he also understood somewhat from everyone's words that people in this world will become ghosts after death. Ghost, just like myself.

He knows how lonely it is to be a "ghost", so although he finally has a companion, he still feels sorry for this person in front of him.

Erya drooped her shoulders sadly, and her clothes fell down a little because of the lack of support from her arms.

Jianfan took a step forward, grabbed the dropped clothes in time before Erya licked them, lifted the clothes to the shoulders again, and tightened Erya's belt, tidying up carefully.

While arranging Erya's clothes, Jian Fan explained, "I'm not a ghost. I can see because I'm a ghost hunter."

Erya looked at Jian Fan in horror, her eyes were filled with tears, and said whether she wanted to cry or not: "Then are you going to take me away?" He has said in the world that people will turn into ghosts after death , and they will go to the [-]th floor of hell, and there will be ghost messengers to catch them and go away.

"Brother ghost messenger, hell is not terrible. I heard that people who do bad things will be punished. I don't remember anything about my life, but I was always good when I was a ghost. Can you stop beating me?" Er Ya The more she said, the more wronged she became, tears finally fell down uncontrollably, and landed on the back of Jian Fan's hand that she had no time to pull back.

Although Jian Fan has no obsession with cleanliness, she still dislikes liquids from strangers, not to mention that the tears came from a sloppy little hangman, and Jian Fan rubbed the kid's tears on his clothes in distaste.

"I'm not a ghost messenger, I'm a real person, and I only catch evil ghosts, have you ever done evil in this world?" Jian Fan said seriously with a serious face, this little ghost is honest and deceitful at first glance, if you scare him, you will probably never Will not do evil.

"No, I'm very obedient." Erya shook her head like a rattle, she couldn't even look at her eyes, because she moved so violently that a tear even flowed down her cheek.

After Erya finished speaking, he felt a little guilty. Sometimes he would steal things, especially the most delicious white rabbit steamed buns. This could be regarded as evil. Oh, I didn’t tell the ghost messenger about this, did I lie, Erya Confused in my heart, my face is wrinkled together

Jian Fan looked at the little ghost's reaction and it was a little funny, and reprimanded him with a straight face before leaving. Ghosts are changed by people. Since there are good people in this world, there are also good ghosts. He doesn't need to subdue these ghosts if he lives in peace with each other.

But there is one thing that is very strange, when most people die and turn into ghosts, they will gradually lose their wits and will be led by ghost messengers to go to the underworld. Pulled by the ghost messenger, this little ghost looked obedient, why wasn't he taken to the underworld.

Jian Fan sighed, as expected, she still had too little knowledge, and the knowledge in books could not cover all the phenomena in this world.

Erya saw that Jian Fan was about to leave, and was a little anxious. This ghost messenger brother could not only see her but also talk to her. Most importantly, he didn't even arrest her, so she looked like a good ghost messenger who could tell right from wrong. After finally meeting such a person, we must not let him go away.

What Erya thinks of is what she wants, and she immediately grabbed Jianfan's sleeve, "Brother Guicha, can you take me with you?"

Jian Fan shook his head. Everyone has their own destiny. If you can't force it, you don't need to be acquainted with each other if you meet by chance.

After walking for two streets, Jian Fan realized that the kid was still following behind her, turned around helplessly, and saw the kid's figure hiding under a peach tree, his face was completely blocked, only his face was exposed. Most of the body is outside, not deceiving yourself, what is it.

Jian Fan walked up to Er Ya and asked, "Why are you following me?"

Erya looked at the sky, "Who is following you? I, I am here to enjoy peach blossoms."

Jian Fan nodded, reluctantly accepted the far-fetched reason, and continued walking, only to find that the kid was still behind, Jian Fan turned around and asked him, "Still following me?"

Er was a little ashamed when he was caught, because he couldn't think of an excuse for a while, his whole face was flushed, and when he looked around nervously, he happened to see Sunniang coming out of the stall. Er Ya swallowed, pointed to the front and said, " I'm here to buy white rabbit steamed buns, and I happen to be going to the front."

"Buy?" Jian Fan raised his eyebrows, since he couldn't show up, what would he buy.

Erya was startled, and her face suddenly became bitter. After all, she was discovered, and if she knew it, she would have confessed earlier.

Jian Fan doesn't really care, ghosts leave the world, but things in the world are very attractive to them, they can't show up, they can only take things in the world secretly, he is no longer surprised by this, but thinks that Stealing without showing up is better than frightening people in the world.

"Would you like to have a try and go shopping yourself?" Jian Fan asked Erya, this kid seems to like the steamed buns in front of him, he must have taken them before, oh, by the way, the pile of floating objects that Mr. Zhao saw in the middle of the night Could it be the masterpiece of this little devil?

Er Ya nodded sharply. He has always been very guilty of stealing things, and he has always wanted to buy hot white rabbit buns. Brother Guicha can help him realize his wish, which is really great.

Jian Fan walked to Aunt Sun's stall, there were very few people at this time, and Aunt Sun was about to pack up and go home, and there was still an unsold steamed bun left in the steamer.

Jian Fan stepped forward and asked if the steamed buns were for sale, Aunt Sun hesitated for a moment, looked at the weather, and sold the steamed buns to Jian Fan.

Erya stood not far away and looked at Jian Fan who was getting closer and closer, her heart was pounding, her eyes were fixed on the steamed bun in Jian Fan's hand, without blinking, as if she was afraid that the steamed bun would disappear from Jian Fan's eyes as soon as she closed her eyes. It's the same as disappearing in the hand.

"Thank you, Brother Guicha, you are such a good person, I hope you catch more evil spirits in the future." Erya was touched and took the steamed buns from Jianfan's hand, not forgetting to praise him, he finally ate the steaming white rabbit The steamed buns are as delicious as imagined.

Sensing someone approaching, Jian Fan turned around and used her body to block the steamed buns floating in the air, and saw Aunt Sun looking at herself in astonishment.

Before Jian Fan could figure out what to say, Aunt Sun had already asked, "Is he that little brat who comes to steal steamed buns every time?"

The steamed bun behind Jian Fan seemed to have suddenly lost its mana, and fell heavily on the ground, the white steamed bun was covered with dust.

The author has something to say: Erya: You always call me a brat, I’m not young anymore.

Jian Fan skimmed Erya's face and asked: "What's wrong with you?"

Erya is out of breath: I have been dead for more than 16 years, and you are only [-] years old, call me uncle~

Simplified and traditional:...

Jian Fan rubbed her chin: That sounds good, you can call me that in bed tonight.

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