Meow, there are ghosts haunting

Her father, who had been in a coma for ten years, finally woke up. With excitement, Ji Mingzhi performed exceptionally well in the college entrance examination and was admitted to the "Mingdu No. [-] University" that her brother had been admitted to. This made her very happy .

It's just that the little girl was unhappy for two days, and something happened at home again. Ji's father found out about his son Ji Chengzhi's death somehow.

It turned out that when Ji's father woke up in the hospital, his body was too weak and his mental state was also very poor. Fang Fang was afraid that he would not be able to bear the pain of losing his son, so she gritted her teeth and concealed the matter, thinking that after his condition stabilized, Confess to him again.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he was discharged from the hospital, someone with a broken mouth would reveal the news of Ji Chengzhi's death. Ji's father couldn't catch his breath, and fainted as soon as he rolled his eyes.

Fortunately, Ji Mingzhi was at home on vacation at that time, and Yang Yang happened to come to find her, so that Ji's father could be sent to the hospital in time.

After Ji's father woke up in the hospital, he began to wash his face with tears, and his mental and physical state declined sharply, which made the mother and daughter very anxious.

Today is the reunion of the graduating class of the third year of high school in Jincheng, but Ji Mingzhi is not happy at all, sitting in a corner in a daze, Yang Yang gives her juice and she continues, and she leaves snacks for her.

Seeing that she was not very interested, Yang Yang was about to ask her if she wanted to go back first, when a well-dressed and beautiful girl came over with a smile on her face, carrying fruit juice.

"Zhizhi, didn't you get into the first choice? Why do you look so unhappy? Could it be Yang Yang who made you angry?"

As he said that, a pair of beautiful eyes with beautiful eye makeup fell on Yang Yang's body, and his smile deepened a bit.

Yang Yang didn't answer, he took a sip of juice from his cup, Ji Mingzhi stared at her, already in a bad mood, and even more so.

Hmph, everyone in the class doesn't know that Shen Jing likes Yang Yang. Ever since Yang Yang became her boyfriend, Shen Jing has always found her dislikes in various ways, and every now and then, whenever she finds an opportunity, she will make all sorts of insinuations on her.

She didn't care before, but now she is in a bad mood, and if Shen Jing is uncomfortable with her, she will not be polite.

Shen Jing didn't seem to notice that Ji Mingzhi's complexion was bad at all, her smile became even brighter, and she sat directly beside Ji Mingzhi.

"What do you want to do!!" Ji Mingzhi's eyes widened, and he stared at her harder, then blocked Yang Yang behind him.

"I didn't want to do anything, you don't have to be so nervous." Shen Jing blinked her eyelashes like a fan, and said, "I heard about your father, although I don't like you..." As he spoke, his eyes fell again On Yang Yang's body, he smiled lightly: "However, since we are also classmates, I will give you some information. If you want to cheer up your father, I have a good way."

"Shen Jing, what do you mean." Ji Mingzhi clenched her fists tightly. Now Ji's father is her Nilin. This woman is really annoying. She can't open the pot and carry it. This is the last day for her to graduate from high school. Did you tear her up! ?

Yang Yang's expression was also very ugly, he took Ji Mingzhi's hand and said, "Let's go back."

Ji Mingzhi agreed, and she didn't want to talk nonsense with Shen Jing, so she might as well go back and be with her father.

Watching the two leave, Shen Jing chopped off her feet angrily, rolled her eyes, smiled again on her face, and chased them out quickly on her stiletto high heels.

Just as the figures of Yang Yang and Ji Mingzhi were about to disappear around the corner, she said loudly: "I know someone who can call back souls, who can call back the souls of the dead from the underworld to the underworld, and who can call back your brother's soul, so that your father can call back the soul." See you next time..."

Ji Mingzhi and Yang Yang didn't stop, and left while Shen Jing hadn't finished speaking.

After coming out of the hotel, the two walked along the street towards the bus platform. Ji Mingzhi lowered her head, and suddenly she stopped.

"Zhizhi..." Yang Yang frowned slightly.

Ji Mingzhi gently pulled out a smile uglier than crying, and said: "I'm fine, you don't have to take me home today, you go back to rest, thank you for being with me recently..."

"Zhizhi..." Yang Yang sensed that something was wrong with her.

"The car is here, I'm going home." Ji Mingzhi avoided Yang Yang's sight, broke free from his hand, and got into the taxi.

"Ji Mingzhi!!"

The door closed, and the car whizzed away...

Sitting on the back seat of the car, Ji Mingzhi took out her mobile phone and looked at the flickering reminders on it, all of which were messages from Yang Yang. She ignored them, dug out the address book, and found the quiet list. After a while, Dial her number.

"Shen Jing, you just said that you can find my brother if you summon the soul..."

Mu Ziyu moved closer to the fragment, pushed his glasses, and after studying for a while, said: "It's ghost script, why seal it...the other word is only half, and I don't know what it means."

"Yes." Ji Chengzhi nodded, then turned around and asked Ba Jie, "Second senior brother, can I pick it up and have a look?" He felt that something was wrong with this thing, so he saw this fragment at first glance.

"Look, this is the third child who shoveled land in the countryside and sneaked back with a bunch of local goods..."

Shoveling land is a term in the antique industry. It refers to a group of people who go to the countryside to collect antiques and resell them to merchants or collectors. People in the industry call them "guerrillas" because they know very well The market is high and low, so the receiving bids are relatively low, so it is also called "shoveling the ground".

Such people are also cultural relic dealers active at the bottom.

In general antique shops, there will be several people in charge of "shoveling the ground", and the glorious "shoveling team captain" of "Baolaixuan" is the third senior brother Shahe. In fact, when Mu Ziyu first became a teacher, he also went to the countryside with Shahe. Superb, it even shines the signboard of "Baolaixuan Skin Shoveling Team"...

Badger didn't care about this fragment, after all, it wasn't all worthless, so he had to store it first, or someone would come to look for it someday.

Ji Chengzhi picked it up, but as soon as his hand touched it, his whole body trembled.

"what happened?"

"The yin energy on this broken piece is really strong... It is still stained with ghost energy, so it must be something pretending to be a ghost?" Ji Chengzhi refused to let Mu Ziyu touch it, and studied it over and over again to confirm that it was a broken piece. Suddenly thought: "Second Senior Brother, has any of you touched this fragment?"

When Bajie was asked this question, he was taken aback for a while, and then said: "The boy who sorted things, one of them was sick and asked for leave two days ago, what's the matter."

"Something may have happened to the one who was sick," Ji Chengzhi said.

Ba Jie was slightly startled when he heard that, don't look at the guys who entertain guests in "Baolai Xuan", they are all carefully selected, all of them are eloquent, and have a vicious vision, which is not ordinary.

"I'll let someone go and have a look..." After saying that, Badger ran out like a gust of wind.

He called the sick boy, but no one answered, so he sent the boy who was working in the shop to look for it. Not long after, the call came.

"What..." Badger's face changed drastically. The call was from the guy who was looking for someone. He said that there was no answer when he called for someone, so he slammed into the door. The sick guy fell unconscious on the ground.

Ji Chengzhi listened to Ba Jie's transfer words, saw the sun outside the house as it was almost noon, and said: "Second senior brother, you don't need to send people to the hospital, you can ask that young man to move him to the sun to bask in the sun. Just get rid of the yin and ghost qi on your body."

"Basking... in the sun?" Bajie was a little unbelievable, and everyone fell into a coma...

"Senior brother, listen to him." Mu Ziyu knew that Ji Chengzhi would not come up with random ideas.

"Ah... oh..." Badger turned the words away, the boy hesitated, and carried his colleague to the sunny place outside the house.

Half an hour later, the boy called and said that he had woken up and his condition was much better than before. Ba Jie was relieved and explained a few words one after another before hanging up the phone. When he turned around, he saw Mu Ziyu feeding Ji Chengzhi water.

"..." These two guys who are throwing dog food everywhere don't understand that there is still a single dog like him here! ?

"Junior brother, it's almost noon, why don't we have dinner here today."

Mu Ziyu drank the leftover water from Ji Chengzhi in one gulp, raised his eyes and wrote on Bajie's rough face, "You cook, you cook, senior brother wants to eat your cooking".

"……it is good."

"Hahaha, the senior brother is going to buy vegetables, Chengzhi, what do you like to eat?" Ba Jie rubbed his hands, he hadn't eaten the dishes made by the junior brother for a long time.

greedy!

"Spicy...tofu, dried beancurd sticks, anything..."

Mu Ziyu was a little helpless, but finally rolled up his sleeves and cooked a big table of food, which made Bajie's eyes shine.

I am so happy.

After lunch, Mu Ziyu and Ji Chengzhi didn't stay in "Baolaixuan" for too long. After they left "Baolaixuan", they played in the antique street.

When the owners of several antique shops saw Mu Ziyu, they greeted him with surprised expressions, and some even set up street stalls.

"There are so many people who know you here..."

"good."

Along the way, there was nothing attracting the two of them. Suddenly, Ji Chengzhi's nose twitched: "It smells so good."

Mu Ziyu looked around, but there were no food stalls.

"Come with me." Holding Mu Ziyu's hand, Ji Chengzhi sniffed the aura floating in the air, that's right, it was aura, which meant that there were spiritual things nearby.

While walking and smelling, the two walked into a small antique shop.

Standing behind the counter was a thin middle-aged man with gray hair, a goatee, a sly face, and a small stature.

Seeing a customer coming to the door, the middle-aged man squinted a pair of mouse eyes and looked at it. When he saw Mu Ziyu wearing a low-key and luxurious designer suit, he behaved decently and with a bit of elegance.

Haha, big business is coming.

He is obviously not an old man who has opened a shop in the antique street for several years, otherwise he would not have recognized Mu Ziyu.

"Hello, two guests. There are quite a few treasures in this store. Come on, look, this is the calligraphy of the Emperor Dayang, and..."

"That's it!" Ji Chengzhi walked around the small shop a few times, and finally found the source of the spiritual energy. It was a pot thrown in a corner, with a few leaves hanging on the branches trembling, twitching, with adult forearms. The tall little tree hugged the flower pot with broken horns, Ji Chengzhi turned his head and asked, "Uncle, how much is this tree?"

The corner of the shopkeeper's mouth twitched, and he said, "Sir, this shop doesn't sell trees."

Mu Ziyu saw Ji Chengzhi hugged the flower pot and did not let go, so he said, "Shopkeeper, your porcelain pot for planting trees is quite old, you can ask a price, we will take it."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper's face softened a little.

The broken porcelain basin and the half-dead leafless tree of unknown species were the headfills that he took back with the ancient objects when he went to the countryside to shovel the land.

"Though you have foresight, although a corner of this flower pot has collapsed, it is an ancient object from the Qing Dynasty, so... just ten thousand."

"Deal." Mu Ziyu didn't bargain with the shopkeeper, and paid by credit card.

Because he knew that the broken pot was not an ancient object at all, but he couldn't bear Ji Chengzhi's liking for the tree with fallen leaves, so he was happy to buy Ji Chengzhi for 1 yuan, it was worth it.

"It's here, I feel that the spirit is here..."