Ghost System [Rebirth]

Every year, migrant workers from all parts of the country flock to coastal and first-tier cities along the river, which is a wonder of the times on the land of China.

People with families, carrying their families, luggage, and hopes, settle down in the fringes of the city, and earn a bright future in the streets and construction sites.

Fang Yi's parents died young, and he has lived with his uncle since elementary school.Nominally they lived together, but the uncle took his cousin out to work, and he was the only one in the family for many years.Afterwards, my cousin grew up and started to go to school, so I stopped this wandering life.But my uncle still left home every year with his luggage, boarded the train, transferred to a car, and settled in a distant coastal city.One summer vacation, he took his cousin to visit his uncle, and lived in a prefabricated house on the construction site for half a month.The two wandered around the city, and when they came back one evening, they saw their uncle slipping down the stairs with only a safety rope around his waist.

The cousin was petrified at the time.It's a 21-story building.

A man later died at that construction site.He stepped on the stairs on the 21st floor and fell, and the helmet on his head was broken on the stairs before he landed.The man's fellow countrymen eventually brought his body home.Several people rode a motorcycle each, put them on the back seat, and tied them firmly with ropes and cloth strips.Thousands of kilometers, constantly changing trains, the men braved the wind and rain to send him back to the mountains.The first snow had just fallen when we got home.In the sky full of flying white, his wife stood in the yard and scolded the dog that was happily jumping around, and the newborn child was scared to cry in the house by the barking of the dog.The motorcycle team stopped in front of the yard, and several big men suddenly didn't know how to talk to the woman.

When talking about this incident, my uncle felt lingering fear, a cigarette was held between his fingers, and ashes accumulated for a long time.It was the Spring Festival, and the three men in the family had just finished dealing with two pots of dumplings.

When sleeping at night, Fang Yi heard his cousin in the lower berth crying under the quilt.He climbed down and took his cousin in his arms.The boy convulsed from crying, pulled his arm and kept calling his brother.

However, after a few days, they still calmly sent the uncle away again.The people going south all looked so similar, his back and luggage quickly disappeared on the crowded train station platform.

In Fang Yi's heart, uncle has always been an unshakable and solid existence.He is proud of him that he gave himself the opportunity to grow up normally and to study.

Fang Yi also understood the meaning of falling leaves returning to their roots.

He and Ye Han were walking on the road. When they passed by a row of shops with closed doors and windows, he pointed to the large space on the side of the road and said, "In winter, many people will fall asleep here."

The migrant workers who had finished the project and had nowhere to go took their luggage, spread out the mattresses on the open space, took a simple sleep, and got up again the next day to continue looking for important construction sites or engineering teams.Most of them are day laborers with no skills and no settlements.When Fang Yi was in university, he distributed hot drinks many times with the volunteers in the school, so he is very familiar with this area.

"There are many construction sites here, but most of them have their own engineering teams, and it is difficult for casual workers to join. Moreover, most of the part-time workers do not have professional skills, and they are used to running wherever the money is rich. They are not honest enough, and many packages Foremen are not willing to use new faces. But if it is a big project, more people will be required and more money will be paid, so many people are waiting for the opportunity.” Fang Yi said, “It’s hard when it rains, especially in winter. The people in this area are pretty good, but they are not allowed to sleep at the door in some places. I’m afraid it’s not safe.”

He remembers a mother passing by with her child when hot drinks were being distributed.The round-faced little girl asked her: Why does my uncle sleep on the street.The woman replied gently: "They don't have a home here." Fang Yi felt very sad when he heard that.He refrained himself from wondering if his uncle would have such a moment.

Ye Han put his hands on his shoulders: "What are you thinking?"

"It's nothing. You are heavy." Fang Yi wanted to push him away.

Ye Han turned to him and said, "Don't think too much, it's all other people's business."

In the past, Fang Yi listened silently when Ye Han told him not to get too involved in the feelings and stories of the evil spirit, but this time he was a little unhappy. "Everyone except you is someone else, don't you think about it?"

Ye Han straightened up and looked at him a little confused.

"For you, I am someone else" - Fang Yi, who asked the question, suddenly realized that he actually had another sentence in his heart.

The two stood staring at each other for a while on the road.Waste wood looked left and right, not knowing what happened.

Fang Yi turned his head and continued walking forward, putting his hands in his trouser pockets, feeling a little sad.Ye Han silently followed behind him, and after thinking for a long time, he said slowly, "The others I'm talking about don't include you."

Fang Yi remained silent.

"I only know you here, and you know that. You're not an 'other' to me."

Fang Yi stopped and looked back at him, then continued to walk forward in silence.

--All right.His unhappiness just now has disappeared.Fang Yi wanted to cover his face: It's not like this, you have to be hard when you want to get angry.But when Ye Han said something that would make him blush in such a serious tone, he really didn't know how to resist it.Is this man not conscious of what he says?Is it okay to say something like this casually?Not dispensable others - what is that?

Also, let's go home first... Fang Yi felt his face was very hot, so he hurriedly quickened his pace.

Rong Hui and Zhan Yu sat at the door of the shop, covered by the shadow of the trees.The two watched Fang Yi and Ye Han quarrel with interest, and then watched them go home one after the other.

"It's fun." Zhan Yu said, "What's this called? Falling in love?"

Rong Hui took a sip of beer: "Which eye of yours can see signs of love?"

"blush."

"You're also blushing now." Rong Hui smiled, "It hasn't started yet, you observe their physical distance."

Zhan Yu heard Rong Hui talk about the concept of intimate distance for a long time, turned to look at him, and then at the distance between the two: "Then what is the distance between me and you now?"

Rong Hui showed a mocking smile.

"Different road non-phase plan."

The beer was almost finished, and Zhan Yu was a little anxious.Rong Hui didn't mention the key to what he was eager to know, how to completely eliminate the malicious value after the evil spirit materialized, and only briefly talked about the process of becoming an evil spirit.

To be honest, he was not at all interested in the mental journey of the young man in front of him becoming an evil spirit.I had no choice but to dig information from him, so I had to pretend to be "really interesting" and listen carefully.Rong Hui should also see that he was absent-minded, but it was obvious that Rong Hui didn't care, anyway, it was Zhan Yu who was anxious.

Zhan Yu decided to use a trump card.

He smashed the wine bottle on the ground, picked up a piece of glass, and poked Rong Hui's chest: "Hey, look at me."

Rong Hui looked away from Ye Han who put his arm on Fang Yi's shoulder again at the corner.

Zhan Yu lit up the fragment in his hand, and under Rong Hui's confused gaze, stabbed the sharp side of the fragment toward his carotid artery.

Rong Hui was startled, the bottle in his hand fell to the ground with a bang, his fingers were firmly stuck between the fragments of the wine bottle and Zhan Yu's skin.

The pulsation of blood vessels came through a thin layer of skin, making his cold fingers warm.

"Are you fucking crazy?!" Rong Hui said angrily, "What do you want? Bloodletting? Do you know where this is!"

Zhan Yu patted his hand: "Hey, let go, let go first."

Rong Hui didn't let go.

"I can't die, just bleed." Zhan Yu let go, and the glass piece fell from his hand.However, before it fell halfway, he picked it up with the other hand, grabbed it at an extremely fast speed, and slashed heavily on the other side of the neck.

Rong Hui felt that his brain was completely insufficient.Zhan Yu clutched his neck, with an expression of pain that he couldn't hide, and hissed inhalation.Enduring the pain, he said regretfully, "Oops, the clothes are dirty."

— This man has a brain problem.This is the strongest thought in Rong Hui's heart at the moment.

"Look, the bleeding has stopped." Zhan Yu let go of his hand and twisted his neck to show him.There was a patch of fresh blood on the neck, which was dazzlingly red, but apart from a thin scar on the neck, there was no gap.The scar is still healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"If you want to bleed more, it's okay. I can control the speed of its healing. This is more convenient. Sometimes when you get hurt in front of your colleagues, you always need to stitch a few stitches, otherwise it will be too suspicious." Zhan Yu felt distressed. Looking at his soiled uniform, looking up at Rong Hui's dirty coat, he reached out to wipe the blood, "I've already shown you my biggest secret, where's yours?"

Rong Hui's eyes were complicated.

"Won't it hurt?" He asked, "Even if you don't die, skin and muscle injuries will hurt, right? What if you really die next time?"

Zhan Yu opened his mouth, but he didn't say anything.After wiping off the blood on his neck with his hands, Zhan Yu stopped asking Rong Hui and opened the last bottle of wine instead.

"What you said is very similar to what a friend of mine said." Zhan Yu said.

"Which friend?" Rong Hui thought it was funny, "You also have friends?"

"No more." Zhan Yu replied gloomyly, "Dead."

Rong Hui didn't understand the reason for his bad mood, so he sat silently on the side, waiting for him to drink before talking.But Zhan Yu didn't speak again until he finished drinking.He rode his bicycle, said "goodbye", and pedaled in the opposite direction from the police station.

A little disappointed.Just now Rong Hui almost wanted to tell Zhan Yu the real reason for the disappearance of malicious value.He saw traces of guilt and pain in Zhan Yu's drastic changes just now, and that little bit of emotional leakage gave Zhan Yu some normal human breath.

Touching his right arm, he stretched and followed the direction where Ye Han and Fang Yi disappeared.

Fang Yi who received Rong Hui at his home was very happy, but Ye Han was full of displeasure.

"How do you know I'm here?" Ye Han sat on the sofa looking like an old man, crossed his legs on the coffee table, and glanced at Rong Hui who had just walked in.

Fang Yi pushed him away: "Go away, let Rong Hui sit. Brother, you sit and you sit, this position is good, and it's good for your waist. Does your waist hurt? Your right hand is so heavy..."

Ye Han stood up with a dark face and moved away.Rong Hui and Fang Yi said a few words, and proposed the idea of ​​borrowing trash.

As soon as the voice fell to the ground, he meowed onto the TV, his fur stood on end, and he gritted his teeth.

"Soon, just one night." Rong Hui said gently, "Just help me destroy a bug nest. That bug nest was made to deal with my parents. Chang Ying, can you help me?"

Fang Yi: "???"

Waste Chai paced back and forth on the TV, flicking his tail back and forth.

Fang Yi: "What English do you look like?"

No one gave him an answer.Waste chai hesitated for a long time, jumped off the TV, snuggled into Fang Yi's arms, and meowed a few times.Rong Hui and Ye Han silently watched it act like a baby. "It means, it depends on your answer or not." Rong Hui translated the meow.

Fang Yi: "I agree."

Good-for-nothing: "Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow meow!"

The protest was ineffective, and Fei Chai finally ran away with Rong Hui amid Fang Yi's nod.Rong Hui exchanged a message with the two before leaving.

When the car accident happened, Rong Hui happened to hide himself and wandered on the bridge.He saw the whole process of the accident.

"At the moment of the collision, the evil spirit was protecting the woman in the co-pilot." Rong Hui said, "It was competing with the driver for the steering wheel. When it saw a car on the right hit it, it immediately jumped on the woman and hugged her. If I You read that right, the driver and the other men in the car were delirious at the time of the crash."

Men opened windows and shouted in terror, startling pedestrians and vehicles on the bridge.However, in the next moment, the hands that were stretched out of the window were retracted, and the window was immediately sealed.After shaking a few times, the car turned sharply to the right.

"We don't know about this part." Ye Han said, "It wasn't mentioned in any news."

Rong Hui nodded: "The information is blocked, and that moment is very short. If I hadn't noticed that the van was abnormal from the very beginning, I wouldn't have seen it."

After stroking the hair on Waste Chai's back, Rong Hui said another thing.

"The spirit bodies of the people who died in this car accident were still on the bridge. But after dark, they were eaten and swallowed by the evil spirit with the wound on their chest. He found me and chased me so After a while, I almost caught up."

Fang Yi asked nervously, "Can evil spirits eat these things?"

"Have you heard of 'raising ghosts'?" Rong Hui asked.

Fang Yi immediately turned to look at Ye Han, and the two exchanged a look.

——When Ye Han met the shrimp dumpling for the first time, he had already said that the owner of the shrimp dumpling was raising ghosts.

"I suspect that there is a person here who knows how to raise ghosts. He may be raising ghosts, or he may be raising Gu. The methods of the two are very similar, such as the insect nest, which itself is a method of raising Gu. There are indeed organs from corpses It was stolen. I also heard some spirits mention it when I was active here. But the method of raising ghosts by stealing organs is very traditional, and the things raised are not very aggressive. At most, they can only satisfy the little ghosts like shrimp dumplings. Needed for activities." Rong Hui became serious, "But this time it's different. Evil spirits can devour other spirit bodies, which is too abnormal. This method is very similar to raising Gu, and the malicious value will accumulate in the body of the devourer. The consequences were... dire."

"Who is it? Any clues?" Fang Yi asked.

"I have some clues, but I'm not sure." Rong Hui's face was gloomy. "There is a worm's nest that is heading towards my parents. I have a candidate in my heart, but... I don't want to believe it."

Ye Han snorted: "Yes, yes, no, no, it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not."

Rong Hui nodded: "You are right."

After speaking, he didn't stop, just left.

Fang Yi started to get upset again.What Rong Hui said made him aware of the crisis around him, but he was not yet capable of solving and facing it.Ye Han estimated that he would run away with his dog teeth soon, and Fei Chai also had a lot of secrets on him.The point is, Ye Han refused to let go of these secrets to him at all.Such concealment made Fang Yi even worse.

He walked around the room a few times, took out Ye Han's things and threw them on the sofa, trying to tell him that he could no longer sleep in the room.

Ye Han nestled on the sofa, saw Fang Yi's actions, stared at him a few times, and said nothing.After Fang Yi turned around, he felt something was wrong.

"what happened to you?"

Ye Han shook his head.

Fang Yi walked over and pulled his hand away: "What's wrong with your stomach..."

Ye Han's abdomen was red and swollen, and some parts even began to fester.Fang Yi was taken aback, his voice trembling: "What's going on? Are you okay? What about the medicine?"

He finally remembered the black water that spurted from the evil spirit's chest on the bridge.

Ye Han wore human leather gloves on his hands, which could protect him, but there were no other protective measures at all.Fang Yi scrambled to his feet and rummaged through the box to find the bottle of corpse water that Ye Han threw to him last time.

Ye Han's expression changed drastically: "No, no, no... I won't drink that..."