Ghost System [Rebirth]

Fang Yi remembered that Ye Han said that these evil spirits were missing something, but he couldn't see where the so-called "core" was anyway.But he remembered the faint warning from the system when he was approaching Zhan Yu's house - so these evil spirits have no core, but are malicious?

This is different from what Ye Han said just now.

"They can't come in for the time being. Although they are malicious, they have never actively attacked humans." Ye Han took out some brown powder and blew it into the air, then picked up the waste wood from his arms, "Fat cat I'll take care of it, go see your father."

The waste wood struggled in his hands for a long time, but found that he was no match, so he obediently stopped.

The girl who was going to marry Zhang Hongzhi had some financial resources in her family, so a group of people surrounded Zhang Hongzhi nervously and went to the hospital in the town. There was no one at home.Mama Zhang was sewing clothes wearing reading glasses in the room, when she saw the two people coming in, she raised her eyes.

"doing what?"

"Mum Zhang, I'm going to see my dad." Fang Yi said.

Zhang Ma turned around and took out the key from the cabinet and gave it to him, pointing to the depth of the corridor in the house: "It's at the end, go. He may not recognize you, be careful, don't get scratched by him."

It was very dark at the end of the aisle, the incandescent lamp on the top had been broken, and the light leaking from the small window illuminated a small door.The door is locked and can only be opened from the outside.Fang Yi unlocked the lock, pushed the door open and entered.

The room is dark, but not small, and the only light source is a window in the wall.There are curtains hanging in front of the windows, which block out most of the light, even in the daytime, it is not so bright.

Ye Han reached out and fumbled by the door, and turned on the light.

Everything in the small room is invisible under the light.A monotonous bed, a small table and stool, nothing else.For some reason, Fang Yi suddenly thought of another empty house he saw.At this time, the man in the room was squatting on the bed with a hunched body, concentrating on writing on the wall, but the sudden light did not interrupt his movements.

Except for the ceiling, the four walls and the ground are densely covered with all kinds of words, big and small.Fang Yi saw a framed photo hanging on the wall, in which was a young man and woman.The woman is beautiful, the man is heroic, and both of them have the shadow of Fang Yi in their faces.They hugged their heads together and smiled happily in front of the red background.The writing on the wall around the photo frame is particularly dense, full of the names of "Fang Bojun" and "Zhang Zihan".

After approaching, he saw that the man was seriously writing these two names on the wall.

The man writes earnestly, with a kind of passionate piety.He wrote the three characters "Zhang Zihan" flamboyantly, tall and beautiful, and stretched out his fingers to touch it after writing, very gentle.

Fang Yi hesitated, and called Dad in a low voice.

It took Fang Bojun a while to recognize the young man in front of him as his son.Fang Yi felt that he didn't recognize it clearly at all. Fang Bojun called "Zihan" to himself for a while, and "Ayi" for a while.

"He also called me Zihan that day," Ye Han said.

Fang Yi thought this was normal, he might have seen the shadow of his wife from Ye Han's actions and aura of suppressing the spirit. At the age of 14, such a powerful guardian circle was set up in Fang's family, which shows that at least Fang Bojun and Zhang Zihan had known each other at that time.Fang Bojun knows Zhang Zihan's professional status, and he should have seen Zhang Zihan's appearance at work.

He sat down on the small chair and looked at Fang Bojun squatting on the bed.

Fang Bojun's situation is very bad.People who are obviously only in their 40s are haggard as if they were 60 or [-] years old.The only thing that makes people feel energetic is his eyes, which move flexibly, but always carry a strange tension and panic.Fang Bojun put down the half-used pen in his hand, stared at Fang Yi for a long time, and asked him: "You were so young yesterday, why are you so big today?"

He gestured for height.About the height of a five or six-year-old child.

Fang Bojun said a lot of things, but Fang Yi and Ye Han had to discuss for a long time before they understood.

He went crazy when Fang Yi was five or six years old.Calling it crazy is actually just believing that his wife is not dead, and waiting for her to come back so that he can say sorry.He also told Fang Yi in a low voice that all the people in the family were transformed by monsters, and to harm him, there was poison in the water and vegetables.

"What are you sorry for her?" Fang Yi asked.

Fang Bojun's expression suddenly changed.He stared blankly at Fang Yi, and after a while, his eyes became wet and tears flowed down.

"Have you seen her? Have you told her? I want her, I always want her." He cried and twitched, "Zihan...Zihan...I'm sorry...I shouldn't believe what monsters say .”

Fang Yi couldn't understand, and when he wanted to ask again, Fang Bojun's words became more and more illogical.

"There must be universal values. I went to the town government yesterday and saw a woman. Women and women... Women have long hair. Have you eaten the peanuts you planted last year? The peanut vines are so long, so you must believe in the future..." Fang Bojun Xuxu Noisy, no longer paying attention to Fang Yi, squatting on the bed, bowing his head, picking up a pen, drawing on the bed sheet, crying and laughing.

Ye Han patted Fang Yi on the shoulder: "Let's go."

Fang Yi stood up silently.Fang Bojun's word order and logical confusion are already very obvious symptoms of schizophrenia.Although he couldn't continue communicating with him, he at least knew that Fang Bojun's abnormality was related to Zhang Zihan's death.

He said a few soothing words to Fang Bojun, and when he turned to leave, Fang Bojun grabbed his wrist suddenly.

"Ayi." Fang Bojun's eyes became much clearer.He gave Fang Yi a notebook.Holding it in his hand, Fang Yi saw the words "Gift to Zhang Zihan" written in beautiful fonts on the lower right corner of the title page.

"Don't forget your mother's name..." Fang Bojun pleaded in his tone, "Don't forget Zhang Zihan, you have to remember. Only you can remember."

Fang Yi suddenly felt sour for some reason.

His own parents' names, to tell the truth, he had never known.

"Yes." He agreed, holding the notebook in his hand.

When going out, Ye Han took the notebook and put it in his bag.When the two left, Zhang's mother kept staring and asked, "What did he give you?"

Fang Yi paused and said no.Ye Han put the waste wood on the table, pulled a chair and sat beside Zhang Mama.

"Mother Zhang, you know a lot, what the hell is going on with Fang Yi?" Ye Han said, "His father can't even speak clearly."

Fang Yi said in his heart, actor, you are here again.Sometimes Ye Han would put aside his usual performance of reticence and pretend to be a young man who was keen on gossip.He used this move to get a lot of information out of Zhang Hongzhi's mouth, and this time he repeated the trick, targeting Zhang's mother.Fang Yi also sat down and explained again why he couldn't remember many things after the car accident.

"Your mother has nothing to say." Zhang's mother frowned and smiled mockingly, "A freak."

The good-for-nothing screamed, and Mama Zhang pinched its paw and hit it a few times.

"No one agrees with Bo Jun marrying her." Zhang Ma said, "It's a normal person to be able to talk to mountain spirits and chat with dead people? Bo Jun loves her so much that anyone can say anything Can't listen."

Zhang Zihan is not popular with Fang's family, but he is well-known in the town.People knew that she could calm evil spirits, so they often came to her for help. Zhang Zihan learned about the undead child of Zhan's family.Mama Zhang didn't know what Zhang Zihan found in Zhan's house, she only knew that she set up a formation, saying that it could restore Zhan Yu to normal.Zhan Yu's parents were very happy and called her a fairy.

However, on the night when the formation was set up, Zhan's house caught fire. Zhan Yu's parents died in the fire. Zhan Yu crawled out from the ashes, and his scorched skin fell off piece by piece, and soon healed up again.

Zhang Zihan's hands were also inexplicably burnt.She was unconscious, and the feng shui master from the next village came to see her, and they all said that she had been fascinated by ghosts.Fang Bojun happened to take Fang Yi out of the county to play at that time, and they immediately moved Zhang Zihan to the small bungalow under the guidance of Mr. Feng Shui, and put locks on the doors and windows.

"Once this kind of person is captivated by ghosts, they can't be saved." Zhang Ma said, "It will kill the whole family. Who can do it? No one can do it."

Within a month of being locked up in the bungalow, Zhang Zihan died.It is said that her body was torn to pieces by the evil spirits, leaving nothing behind.That night, the mountains wailed, the beasts galloped, and the sleeping people were awakened one after another.In the moonlight, a silver-white hazy band of light rose from the mountains and forests, drifting straight to the sky, illuminating a large area of ​​green and black mountains around.

Mama Zhang knew very little, except for those old things.Fang Yi and Ye Han returned to the room and took out the notebook that Fang Bojun had just given.

"It's a diary?" Ye Han said.

When I opened it, it was all blank.

Fang Yi: "..."

He turned the book from beginning to end without writing a single word.

"No, this book has been used for a long time." Ye Han picked at the edge of the paper.Because it was turned frequently, the edges became soft and dirty, and it didn't seem to be unused.

Fang Yi sniffled and smelled the smell of the paper, and remembered what he learned in elementary school nature class: "It may be a secret text, and you have to bake it with fire to see it."

He explained the reason to Ye Han, and Ye Han said blankly that he didn't know. "Study performance is too poor."

Fang Yi blinked and hummed.He went outside to find a lighter and tried to toast the paper, but apart from curling up slightly, nothing appeared.

The two tried many methods, but they didn't see what was shown on the paper.

"Maybe it doesn't have words." Fang Yi pushed the trash that jumped on the bed off, "Forget it, I'll lie down for a while."

"Then what should I do?" Ye Han asked.He saw that Fang Yi's face was a little pale, and he took his hand to look at the wound he had made.It stands to reason that only contributing a little blood will not cause damage to the blood loss.But Ye Han was a little uncertain: Zhang Zihan's spirit-binding ability was very strong, and when he used Fang Yi's blood to draw out snake spirits, Fang Yi might be hurt in order to achieve Zhang Zihan's strength.

"...Lie down first." Ye Han said, "I'll find something for you to eat."

"what?"

"Fruit." Ye Han responded, "It's good for you, it's a good medicine."

Fang Yi immediately didn't want to eat anything.

After Ye Han went out for a few steps, he remembered that the waste wood was still in the room, and turned back to try to take it out, but the door of Fang Yi's room could not be opened.

Ye Han: "?!"

Fang Yi quickly fell asleep on the bed at an incredible speed.The good-for-nothing who was lying beside the bed took the opportunity to jump onto the bed, but was thrown off by a force before he could stabilize himself.

Good-for-nothing: "Meow?"

It saw a faint silver streamer glowing from the earthenware pot under the bed, and the old notebook in Fang Yi's hand was blown by itself without any wind, page by page.

"Fang Yi?!" Ye Han pushed the door slamming loudly, and he felt the unusually powerful energy in the room, "Fat cat! Transformation! Transformation into real body to open the door, Chang Ying!"

The waste wood huddled into a ball, shaking and shaking on the ground, the bones rattled, and no matter what happened, it couldn't take human form.There was a powerful force in the room that it had rarely touched that bound its soul.It barked a few times towards the door, but Ye Han couldn't understand it at all.

"I can't understand cat language! What's going on! Fang Yi!"

The blank book without words flipped through quickly, and silver-white light particles rose slowly from the paper, enveloped by the silver streamer pouring out of the clay pot, and swirled into Fang Yi's body.