Ghost System [Rebirth]

Another hot day.Fang Yi and Ye Han stood on the side of the road waiting for the bus.

"Are you okay? It's so sunny today."

Ye Han nodded: "Very good."

After returning from Lanzhong Town, Ye Han caught a cold.He had a high fever of nearly forty degrees. When Fang Yi got up to urinate at night, he found him shivering on the sofa wrapped in a blanket. He knew something was wrong when he touched his shoulder, and sent him to the emergency room overnight.The doctor said it was due to fatigue and lack of sleep. After examination, it was found that the throat was also inflamed.

"Infusion, reduce the fever first. Do you have a history of drug allergies?" The doctor asked while prescribing.

"What medicine?" Ye Han asked.

The doctor looked up at him: "Are you allergic to drugs like penicillin?"

"What is penicillin?" Ye Han asked.

Fang Yi saw that the bloodshot doctor who had just come back from the emergency was a little angry, so he hurriedly explained to him: "The medicine can cure your cold." After that, he explained to him what the infusion meant.

Ye Han looked at him like a monster.

"I'm allergic. I'm allergic to everything."

doctor:"……"

Fang Yi: "..."

On the way home after taking the oral medicine, Ye Han warned Fang Yi in a hoarse voice: "I don't know how to take it. As a lingering master, I used it indiscriminately. Do you know that medicine can cause physical changes, and physical changes will affect you?" The soul power? Keke, you..."

"Before a few days ago, I wasn't a soul-binder, okay?" Fang Yi thought to himself, not now, where is there a soul-binder who doesn't know anything except the soul-fixing spell?

"Then you know now." Ye Han coughed a few times, and the two of them crossed the zebra crossing and walked towards the community, "It's the same for the Necromancer. No penicillin or erythromycin can be used. Anything that enters the body may be destroyed Cause physical changes. Therefore, it is most convenient to act in the form of a spirit body."

"Everything that enters the body..." Fang Yi sneered, "Daddy, the chicken leg and pork knuckle rice you ate for dinner today, oyster noodles, flower branch balls, sweet or not spicy, and fried chicken chops may also cause physical changes. Waste oil, hanging white lumps , have you heard of it?"

Ye Han: "..."

Fang Yi took advantage of the victory to pursue: "Dead fish and dead shrimp, soy sauce that has been sauced for hundreds of years, feed chicken that has eaten various hormones..."

Ye Han: "Don't discuss such unconscionable topics with patients."

Considering how inhumane it is to let the patient lie on the sofa, Fang Yi asked Ye Han to sleep on the bed.Waste chai happily ran over to go to bed, but was kicked down by the weak Ye Han, meowing in anger.

This sleep lasted for four days.Ye Han would never move his nest again.

"I haven't slept in a bed for three years. People like you who go home and sleep in a bed every day will not understand." Ye Han sat cross-legged on the bed and ate snacks, plausibly saying, "Have you ever slept in a smelly chicken coop? Have you ever slept on a dilapidated boat that smells like corpses? Have you ever slept in a ditch next to a tomb? Haven’t you? I’ve already suffered from cervical spondylosis.”

Fang Yi reminded him: "You have been active in the form of a spirit body for three years, and there is no such thing as sleeping or not."

Ye Han paused, mouthful of potato chip scum: "Psychological trauma, understand?"

Fang Yi was furious: "I don't understand! Why do you want to eat and get out of here! Don't talk while eating in bed!"

Ye Han threw the bag of potato chips: "Then I can sleep in bed without eating."

Fang Yi: "...It seems that you are all well."

He felt that Ye Han was really speechless, but at the same time felt that he was so pitiful that it made people want to laugh.Forget it, just treat it as a sympathy attack and give him a little mercy.Fang Yi surrounded himself with a thin quilt, turned on the air conditioner and browsed Weibo, and felt that this was the most comfortable moment during this period.

No strange kinship, no evil spirits everywhere, no friends with ulterior motives.

He met Zhan Yu's colleague on the street.He told Fang Yi that Zhan Yu had gone to study abroad and would not be able to return until a month later.Fang Yixin said yes, that's great, obviously if he saw Zhan Yu, he really didn't know how to face it.He calculated the time and found that when Zhan Yu left, he and Ye Han were leaving for Lanzhong Town.Zhang Zihan told himself that the person who manipulated the evil spirit was nearby, that is to say, Zhan Yu was also in Lanzhong Town at that time, around Fang's house.Ye Han said that Zhan Yu's purpose was too unclear, and it would be unwise to speculate now, just be on guard against him.

Fang Yi only knew that Zhan Yu was much stronger than himself, but he didn't have any sudden malice, and he just took every step.

He swiped Weibo for a while, read some jokes, and laughed hahaha.

Ye Han quietly picked up the bag of potato chips, wrapped in a blanket, and watched "Naruto" while eating.Waste Chai lay on the bookshelf next to the bed, staring at the screen with piercing cat eyes, watching with relish.

Fang Yi glanced at the screen: "You look so fast. Is this reincarnation?"

Ye Han said yes: "They all came out. All kinds of beatings. Father and son killed each other, human relationship tragedy."

Fang Yi: "I haven't watched it for a long time. I haven't watched it since Ning Ci's death. Did you come back to life?"

Ye Han: "I haven't watched this episode yet, I don't know about it later."

Fang Yi was a little sad.He put down his phone and said: "In the past, there were always people on the Internet discussing what would happen if they could be reborn a few years ago. I thought at the time, we must stop the author from painting Neji to death. It's too wrong. I like him very much, he is handsome and fierce Both strength and IQ are high. Probably the ideal type.”

Ye Han turned to look at him: "Childish. I thought you should like Tsunade."

Fang Yi: "...Don't be misled by the little Huang Man outside, they say it belongs to my friend."

Ye Han smiled and reached out to scratch his hair.Fang Yi was lying down and Ye Han was sitting, the movement of him reaching out to touch his head seemed very intimate and gentle.The light illuminated him with damp black hair and a straight nose.Fang Yi's face was a little hot, he avoided it angrily, turned around, picked up his phone and started swiping again.Waste Chai uttered an inexplicable cry on the bedside, sounding very happy.

LOL.It was a foul, he thought, to laugh like that for no reason.

While swiping, Fang Yi's phone suddenly fell from his hand.

He sat up from the bed, grabbed his phone and clicked on the Weibo.The dozen or so recent messages sent by the university's official Weibo are all related to a teacher named Rong Yinghai.

"Mr. Rong's operation was successfully completed! Thank you for your greetings [tears] [tears] [very happy]"

"The situation is stable. Mr. Rong is very confident about tomorrow's operation. He asked Guan Bojun to thank everyone who paid attention to his condition, and repeatedly asked the students who submitted the opening report not to be lazy because of this matter. [Laughing ]”

Fang Yi kept scrolling, and the first Weibo content about Teacher Rong Yinghai's illness was posted more than a month ago.

Rong Yinghai fainted suddenly in class, knocked his head on the edge of the desk, and was unconscious. After being sent to the hospital, he was checked for lymphoma.Fang Yi's eyes were sour, and his nose twitched.Rong Yinghai was the tutor who took him to visit the folklore project at that time. He didn't expect such a thing to happen.

Ye Han poked his head over his shoulder: "What's wrong?"

"My mentor—my friend's mentor is terminally ill." Fang Yiping calmed down, "I'll go see him tomorrow."

Ye Han was puzzled: "What does your friend's mentor have to do with you?"

"My friend is no longer here," Fang Yi said.

Ye Han turned off the video and said that I will go with you.

Fang Yi thought about it and said yes. "Let's learn—my friend's school cafeteria is very famous. It's cheap and good, and the price-performance ratio is very high."

Ye Han: "...you understand me very well."

After driving the trash out, Ye Han turned off the lights, ordered Fang Yi to stop checking Weibo, and go to sleep immediately.Fang Yi turned a few times on the bed, couldn't help picking up his phone and looking again.

"Ye Han, look at this."

He showed Ye Han his phone.

The scene picture of Rong Yinghai falling in class is rather blurry, only the whole classroom is in chaos, and everyone flocks to the desk.The person taking the photo should be in the back row of the classroom.In the corner of the photo is a vague figure, leaning against the curtain.

"A spirit." Ye Han replied.

Fang Yi swiped up again, and showed Ye Han a photo that Rong Yinghai took in the ward before preparing for the operation.He was still in good spirits, and made a V letter to the camera.

"It's also a spirit." Ye Han said.

There was also a vague shadow on the head of Rong Yinghai's hospital bed.The shadow is clearer than the previous photo, and the facial features of a young man can be vaguely seen.

Ye Han asked, "You know him?"

Fang Yi: "It's not considered acquaintance, but I have a little impression of this face. He is the son of Teacher Rong. He died two years ago."