Meow, there are ghosts haunting

In the small park, the children were laughing and playing, and a person was sitting on the bench under the tree.

At this time, the mobile phone she held in her hand rang, Ji Mingzhi answered the call, and it was Shen Jing who called.

"My brother's birthday horoscope has been obtained... No, I won't just give you my birthday horoscope." Ji Mingzhi lowered her eyelids lightly, her fingertips holding the phone turned slightly white, and said: "... I'm going to summon the soul too."

She wants to call back her brother's soul herself, and then bring her home to meet her father.

Shen Jing on the other end of the phone was quiet for a moment, agreed, and said: "July 12th is Ghost Festival, the gate of ghosts will be opened on that day, and it is easiest to call the souls of the dead back to the world. We will set off on July [-]th." .”

"Where are you going?" Ji Mingzhi pursed her lips slightly. She originally thought that she could call back souls just by using the horoscope of her birthday, but she didn't expect to go somewhere else.

"Of course, go to a place suitable for summoning souls. If you can't go..."

"I go!"

"Okay, I'll contact you after I decide where to drop off." After finishing speaking, Shen Jing hung up the phone.

Ji Mingzhi stared at the phone in a daze, and didn't come back to her senses until someone sat beside her.

"Your complexion is not very good..." Looking at Ji Mingzhi's pale face, Yang Yang felt distressed, and before he could finish his words, he was thrown into his arms by Ji Mingzhi.

Leaning in the generous and warm arms of her boyfriend, Ji Mingzhi felt a little at ease, and said, "I didn't sleep well yesterday..."

This is my little girlfriend acting like a baby to me.

Yang Yang was still holding his breath before he came, and wanted to tell Ji Mingzhi about Shen Jing, but now looking at the person leaning in his arms, his heart softened.

Putting her arms around her slender waist, she held Ji Mingzhi in her arms, and said, "I didn't sleep well, why didn't you rest at home? You asked me out..."

"Miss you... come out and get some air."

Ji's father has been in a very low mood for the past few days. She and her mother are staying with him at home, but she really can't stand the stuffy atmosphere, which makes her feel breathless.

Although the previous father would be so focused on doing things that he would forget to sleep and eat, he was a kind person, and he loved her and her brother very much.

I'm sad because of my brother's death...

The hand holding the corner of Yang Yang's clothes tightened slightly, and the gloom in Ji Mingzhi's eyes gradually dissipated and became firm.

"It'll be fine. If you're tired, just sleep on my lap." Yang Yang helped Ji Mingzhi to lie down.

"Yang Yang..."

"Ok?"

"...I'm sorry." Ji Mingzhi said softly, she knew what Yang Yang wanted to say to her when she came here today, this "I'm sorry" was an apology for the last time she left him.

Yang Yang smiled lightly, covered her eyes with his hands, and said, "Go to sleep."

Ji Mingzhi closed her eyes, surrounded by the breath of the person she likes, the sound of children laughing, and the conversation of passers-by... The wind blows gently, it is cool and comfortable.

Only three days later, when Yang Yang went to Ji's house, he got the news from Fang Fang that Ji Mingzhi had left the house. He called many times and was reminded that the phone was turned off.

Fang Fang also felt that something was wrong, because Ji Mingzhi had always been very well-behaved, and would never turn off the phone suddenly and not answer the phone.

Yang Yang's face was a little ugly, he opened the phone's address book, found the number "Silence" in the classmate column and dialed it, and it was also prompted to turn off the phone.

"Yang Yang, what happened?" Fang Fang also knew that Yang Yang was her daughter's boyfriend. Ji Mingzhi would go out with Yang Yang every time before, but this time she didn't go out with Yang Yang. It was really strange.

Ji Haicheng came down from the second floor with a cup in his hand, when he heard his wife talking to someone at the door, his voice was a little anxious, unlike her usual calmness, he hesitated, and walked over.

As soon as he approached, Ji Haicheng heard a boy's voice: "A few days ago, at the high school graduation party, a classmate mentioned to Zhizhi about Uncle Ji, saying that the soul of the dead can be called back by the method of summoning the soul." Zhizhi, she might want to call her brother's soul back to see Uncle Ji..."

Ji Mingzhi didn't care what Shen Jing said before, but after the party, he noticed several times that she was in contact with Shen Jing.

The only thing that can connect her with Shen Jing is the "calling of souls".

If it was before, he would not have believed that there were ghosts in this world, but after what happened in White Goose Village, his understanding of such things was completely overturned.

Crackling—the porcelain cup fell to the ground and shattered into pieces...

"Brother Hai..."

Mingdu, Minggutang.

"Ah... this white goose is so beautiful." Chang E's cheeks were flushed because of excitement, and he looked obsessed with the big white goose with a strong body and graceful posture.

Where did the idiot come from?

The big white goose moved behind the flower bed, turned its head sideways, and stared at the silly guy with round eyes.

In the small pavilion, Ji Chengzhi was lying in Mu Ziyu's arms, his head poked out from his shoulder, looking at the person and goose in the distance.

"Who is he, drooling over a goose..."

Mu Ziyu was also a little speechless. He knew that Chang E was obsessed with geese, and he didn't expect it to be like this, so he explained it to the cat in his arms.

"Oh oh oh, it's similar to someone who loves cats and dogs." He knew this person very well, because Mu Ziyu loved him so much, so he took a peek at Mu Ziyu when he thought about it, "Hmm, huh, huh!" "He snickered.

Mu Ziyu didn't know what he was happy about, so he kissed the cat's ear and said, "There will be an auction in the hall the night after tomorrow, do you want to go together then?"

Although all the auction items passed his eyes, he also wanted to take Ji Chengzhi to join in the fun, after all, the cat in his arms likes to join in the fun.

"The day after tomorrow... the fourteenth of July, no, I have to go back to the underworld. The ghost gate will be very busy that day. By the way, on the night of the fourteenth, don't go out... so as not to encounter some dirty things." Although Mu Ziyu After practicing, you can hide your own yin energy, but the yin energy is so strong during the ghost festival, when ghosts travel at night, it is inevitable to encounter ghosts with evil intentions.

"Ah."

"Remember to bask in the moonlight at midnight, the moonlight at midnight on the Ghost Festival is more pure..."

"Yeah." Mu Ziyu really loved his nagging little appearance, and it was because of his own affairs.

"Also...are you listening to me, what are you smirking about?" Ji Chengzhi flicked his tail, expressing his dissatisfaction with his lack of concentration.

"I'm listening." As he spoke, Mu Ziyu raised his hand to hook the cat's head, and kissed the cat's mouth.

Seeing that he was kissed, Ji Chengzhi's dissatisfaction dissipated, he held Mu Ziyu's handsome face with his paws, stretched out his soft tongue, and licked his thin lips.

In the past, when he did this action, he wanted to absorb Mu Ziyu's yin energy, but now this kind of intimacy is more important than absorbing yin energy. Even if this man doesn't have that strong yin energy, he can still attract him deeply.

The big white goose felt that this silly human being was really scary, and he used strange things to "click" at him, and even took a brush (paintbrush) to smear on the board with the paper sandwiched between it.

For some reason, he actually felt that this scene was a bit familiar, as if...

Thinking of this, the big white goose shook its head, no, no, no, how could this silly guy be like Li Yun...Although, that guy Li Yun is also stupid.

"What's wrong with you, are you uncomfortable?" Chang E had been paying attention to every move of the big white goose, and suddenly saw the big white goose shaking its head, so he couldn't help but leaned over and asked with concern.

Although he knew it was a goose, but for some reason, Chang E felt that the big white goose could understand his own words.

The big white goose looked at the person who was approaching suddenly, opened its round goose eyes, and then flapped its wings "uh-uh-uh-" and ran away in a "clack-clack".

Looking at the big white goose swaggering away, Chang E smiled softly: "It's so cute..."

Soon the [-]th day of the seventh month of the lunar calendar came. This day was Ghost Festival and Mu Ziyu's birthday. Ji Chengzhi was recalled to the underworld because the gate of ghosts was opened today, and the ghost messengers were on standby to prevent the wandering spirits from causing disturbance.

Most of the ghosts who come in and out of the gate of ghosts are ghosts with smiles on their faces and satisfied faces, because only on the day of the Ghost Festival, relatives in the world will worship and worship them, so that they can feel full. , At the same time, they can also get a lot of ghost coins, which can be squandered for a period of time, how can this not make them feel happy.

Time passed in such a peaceful and steady way, and midnight was approaching, and the ghost gate was about to close, and a group of ghost guards guarding the ghost gate also breathed a sigh of relief.

"I've been a ghost messenger for so long, and it's just this year's Ghost Festival. These ghosts are so well-behaved." An older ghost servant wiped the sweat that didn't exist on his forehead with his sleeve, and put the mourning stick in his hand away. at the waist.

In the past, every time when the gate of ghosts opened, there would always be ghosts haunting them. The Department of Impermanence would dispatch ghost messengers to suppress them more or less, and catch those ghosts who did not want to enter the gate of ghosts when the time came.

"Of course, this year, especially during the approaching period, the underworld will be unstable. Many ghosts who made troubles in the past have been frightened out of their wits. How could they dare to make trouble? Today is the rare Ghost Festival, they still have to worry about it." Hide back to the city if you don't finish enjoying the offering." Another ghost said.

"What's wrong with the underworld?" Ji Chengzhi, who was transformed into a cat shape and squatted on the big cat stone statue next to the ghost gate, poked his hairy head out.

After he became a domestic cat, he didn't go back to the underworld at night for a long time.

Hearing that the young man was curious, the veteran ghost officer explained to Ji Chengzhi that during this period of time, when midnight was approaching, the yin energy in the underworld was turbulent.

"What does Lord Yan Wang say?" It's a big deal that the underworld is unstable.

"Lord Hades didn't say anything, so let's bear with it..." Although they were frightened at first, thinking that something audacious had broken into the underworld, the turbulent Yin Qi made noise and did not attack the underworld. cause any substantial harm.

Of course, the instability of the yin qi caused the two mountains of the underworld to collapse, otherwise there would not be so many ghosts that make the soul unstable.

Seeing that all the ghosts who went out have come back, a ghost messenger estimated the time and said: "Hurry up, all the ghosts are back, close the door!!"

Then the huge ghost gate "bang" closed with a dull sound, and all the ghost messengers calmed down, waiting for today's big shock.

Ji Chengzhi wagged his tail, although he was curious about the big shock, he couldn't help but remember that today is Mu Ziyu's birthday.

I went to a restaurant in the ghost town, borrowed the kitchen of the restaurant, and asked the ghost cupboard to teach me how to make a bowl of fragrant longevity noodles and take it away.

It was almost twelve o'clock when we returned to Ming Gutang, and Mu Ziyu was sitting in a small pavilion drinking tea.

Today is his birthday, and it is also the anniversary of his mother's death, so he will not make a big deal every year.

"Happy birthday."

Ji Chengzhi put the blue and white bowl containing longevity noodles in front of Mu Ziyu.

The distinct noodles are soaked in milky white broth, with circles of oily flowers floating on top, and neatly arranged slices of yellow egg cubes, round fish balls and green vegetables, and finally sprinkled with chopped green onion and coriander for decoration. The whole bowl of noodles is full of fragrance.

Mu Ziyu looked at the face in front of him, his eyes were a little hot, and he raised his eyes to look at Ji Chengzhi's expectant eyes.

"You did this?"

"Of course." Ji Chengzhi stuffed the chopsticks into his hands and said, "Hurry up, or your birthday will be over."

Under Ji Chengzhi's expectant eyes, Mu Ziyu started to eat the noodles. The soup tasted extremely delicious and rich, and the noodles had a springy texture, moderately soft and firm...I never expected Ji Chengzhi to have such a skill.

"good to eat."

Hearing that Mu Ziyu said it was delicious, Ji Chengzhi showed a bright smile, and it was not in vain that he took advantage of Mu Ziyu's work time at noon every day for a month, and ran back to the little ghost town of the underworld to teach him how to make longevity noodles.

Looking at Mu Ziyu who was eating noodles with his hands on his cheeks, Ji Cheng's face was full of satisfaction...

suddenly,

"Wuchen, Geng...Wushen...Noon...Zhao...Chengzhi, the soul returns...Return...Return..."

"Huh!?" Ji Chengzhi was stunned, the cat ears popped out and moved.

As if someone was calling him?