Ghost System [Rebirth]

The white tiger turned into a cat shape, and took Zhan Yu out with Ye Han and Fang Yi.

Zhan Yu was covered in blood, Ye Han roughly stripped him of all his clothes, put a coat on him, and put a pair of pants on him.

Zhan Yu resisted very weakly: "Don't wear this."

Ye Han ignored it: "Then don't wear it."

Zhan Yu: "You...can you at least find me a pair of underwear? The quality of these pants is not good, and it hurts to rub."

Ye Han: "Does the bird hurt?"

Zhan Yu: "...It hurts, damn it."

Ye Han lowered his eyes and looked: "It's right that it hurts. It means that you still have functions there, and it's not useless."

Zhan Yu: "..."

He was indeed too weak and had no energy to argue with Ye Tianshi, who was obviously getting more and more disliked by him, and now he had to be dragged by others, so he stopped talking.

Fang Yi found a taxi. The driver saw that Zhan Yu's face was terribly pale, with blood all over his face, neck and arms. He was frightened and kept saying no.Fang Yi explained that he was beaten and was rushing home now.

"There are no wounds on his body, look." Fang Yi roughly pulled Zhan Yu's arm to show him, "It's so powerful, it's all other people's blood."

Zhan Yu's elbow was knocked against the car window by him, which was another kind of pain.

"What's the use of being mighty?" The driver finally let them come up, and glanced at Zhan Yu from the rearview mirror, "Seeing you look like this, with so much blood, the family members don't worry about it."

Zhan Yu closed his eyes and meditated, ignoring him.

Fang Yi sat in the front row and said, "There is no one in his house."

The big driver suddenly felt pity, and said repeatedly that he was pitiful.

When they arrived at the community on Desheng Street, the driver was still recommending to them the mysterious orthopedic doctor who was said to treat the bruises of underworld gangsters, but Fang Yi politely refused.

After Zhan Yu got out of the car, he leaned against the lamppost and panted.When he looked up, he saw the driver looking at him with a very sympathetic look.

He really felt like he deserved sympathy.

They returned to Fang Yi's home.

Zhan Yu was ordered to take off his clothes and take a bath, and when he came out after washing, he heard Ye Han and Fang Yi talking in the kitchen, so he went into the bedroom and rolled up.

He was lying on the bed, tired and weary, the suppressed pain was still gnawing at his senses bit by bit after the wound healed.

"Shrimp dumpling..." he yelled, "talk to me. It hurts..."

No one answered him.Zhan Yu buried his face in the pillow and sighed deeply.

He remembered that little thing standing in front of him, respectful, and calling himself "Master" so politely.

Actions, words, and eyes that I never realized were different, now all carry completely different meanings.

Xia Dumpling obeyed his orders to steal the internal organs of the new deceased, followed his instructions to approach Fang Yi and Ye Han, and never refused.

It likes to lean in Zhan Yu's hand, and occasionally hugs his fingers and rubs them around or kisses him very attached.Zhan Yu sometimes responded to him by touching his little head with his fingers.

At this time, the shrimp dumpling will smile very happily and brightly.

Zhan Yu knew in his heart that he was really happy, but at the time he didn't know why he was so happy.Or the little ghost always has this attitude towards his owner, which is dependence and flattery.Zhan Yu found a credible explanation for himself.After all, I am the one who gave him a body, and it should be grateful and flattering to me.

He lay on his stomach for a while, turned over with difficulty, and lay on his back, letting the miserable white ceiling fall into his eyes.

Fang Yi had strangled him twice or three times on this bed.He couldn't remember.

The rope sank into the flesh, and he once even asked Fang Yi to "use some strength".The suffocation caused by the dislocation of the cervical spine will kill people very quickly. Zhan Yu has not tried it yet, so he asked Fang Yi to try it on himself.

In fact, after many experiments, it has nothing to do with letting oneself die.Zhan Yu sometimes wonders: How many ways can human beings face death suddenly?The conclusion is, very, very much.

Fang Yi made a move.His tears fell on Zhan Yu's face and slid into his eyes, it was painful and hot.The ceiling was as pale as it is today.After Zhan Yu suffocated, he stopped breathing quickly, and when the air began to slowly enter his chest again, his consciousness returned.At that time, Fang Yi knelt and straddled him, holding his head and weeping silently, kissing his cheek while crying.

He didn't even dare to touch Zhan Yu's lips.

Zhan Yu understood at that time.He opened his eyes and looked at Fang Yi indifferently, until Fang Yi realized that he was awake, and rolled off him in fright.

It was at that moment that Zhan Yu suddenly realized that he had the ability to tie Fang Yi by his side forever and not let him leave.

"...Who approved you to sleep in my bed?" Ye Han stood by the door and said coldly.

Zhan Yu rolled his eyes and looked at him lazily: "I've been in this bed too. It's earlier than you."

Ye Han strode over and pulled him up from the bed: "Sit up straight! Get out!"

"My whole body hurts, and I'm still a sick person. Do you have any conscience for treating me like this?"

"Yes." Ye Han looked down at him, "I don't know if you have a conscience."

"I have it." Zhan Yu said with a smile, "I have a conscience all over my body, can you touch it?"

Ye Han punched him sharply on the head, throwing him down on the bed.While cooking noodles in the kitchen, Fang Yi told Ye Han everything he saw.Only then did Ye Han know who the soul in the shrimp dumpling came from.Since he was with Fang Yi, he had a softer attitude towards many things, so he couldn't understand Zhan Yu's appearance even more.

"I don't like him..." Zhan Yu simply lay still on the bed, "He wants me to respond, but I can't give it either."

"Bastard." Ye Han said.

Zhan Yu then nodded: "Well, well said."

He twisted on the bed for a while, changed to a more comfortable position, and spoke slowly again.

"I'm sorry for him. I was indeed wrong in this matter. I know. I didn't know it now, but I knew it a long time ago. But there is nothing wrong with it. I can't find him again... I died for him today So many times, I don’t know if it’s enough.” He blocked the glare of the light with his hand, “Maybe it’s still not enough, ten thousand deaths are not enough.”

"...Can you think of a normal way to apologize?" Ye Han knelt on the bed and picked him up, "You're not afraid of death at all. What's the point of doing ten thousand things that you're not afraid of at all? A sincere apology is not like this, Zhan Yu. No matter how many times you die in front of him, it’s not as real and meaningful as saying sorry to him face to face.”

Zhan Yu was stunned for a while, then nodded and said, "Yes, you are right. I'll talk about it now."

As he said that, he was about to climb out of bed, but Ye Han grabbed him tightly again: "Tell your mother! Who are you talking to! Is this your old friend Fang Yi outside now! He belongs to me!"

Zhan Yu: "...he has the soul of shrimp dumpling in his body."

Ye Han: "That doesn't count."

Zhan Yu: "What on earth are you going to do? Ask me to apologize again, but don't let me apologize to Fang Yi."

Ye Han was silent for a while, then asked: "If you want to apologize, you have to apologize to your old friend alone. Hey, do you know a way to make other people's souls leave their bodies?"

After a moment of silence, Zhan Yu laughed wildly.

"Hahahahahahahaha! This is your real purpose, hahahahaha!" He laughed so excitedly that he choked on his own saliva.

Fang Yi just finished cooking the noodles, and he felt very tired when he heard a series of wild laughter and cursing mixed with the wild laughter in the bedroom.

He divided the noodles into three bowls, and after thinking about it, he divided them into four bowls.One of the bowls was very small, so he decided that Zhan Yu would just eat this.

Ye Han escaped from the bedroom, heaving a sigh of relief.Zhan Yu himself didn't know how to separate his soul from his body, so he just laughed at him.He walked into the kitchen and hugged Fang Yi from behind, asking him nonchalantly, "Can't you really think of a way?"

"I can't think of it for the time being." Fang Yi said, "The speed of fusion is too fast. After all, it is the original soul of this body."

"...Then how do you feel looking at Zhan Yu now?" Ye Han asked.

Fang Yi immediately said shit.Ye Han nodded in satisfaction.

He hugged Fang Yi in his arms and rubbed his butt on purpose, in a very obscene manner.

Fang Yi: "...you are enough."

Ye Han: "Do you want to do it? Huh?"

The two have not been close for several days.On the way back, sometimes I would quietly kiss a few times in no one's place, and the fire in my heart couldn't be suppressed, but it rushed even higher.Fang Yi knows the taste by eating marrow, Ye Han has not had sex for a few years and suddenly met the rain, during the few days when he lived in the mountains, he had to have sex almost every night, so Fang Yi was in vain.Ye Han knew that he couldn't resist his temptation, so he exerted some strength from his body, and pressed his mouth close to his ear and asked, "Do it?"

Fang Yi: "Where do you do it? There are people in the bedroom, and there are cats here."

Ye Han: "...what?"

He lowered his head to look around and then looked up, and saw Waste Chai lying on the range hood, staring at him silently.

From its fluffy cat face, Ye Han could see the expression of lovelessness.

Ye Han was furious: "Get out."

Good-for-nothing: "Meow meow!"

It jumped down from above, and Ye Han saw that there was a strap on its back, and the soft body of the shrimp dumpling was carefully tied to its back.The villain's body is lying in the thick cat fur, as if sleeping soundly.

Fang Yi tied it up for him.When he saw that Waste Chai came back without saying a word, just laying on the carpet and staring at the ignorant villain, he felt uncomfortable, so he tied them together.

"It asked what to do." Fang Yi couldn't understand the cat's language, but he could figure out what the waste was thinking, so he translated what it said.

Ye Han stopped teasing it, squatted down and scratched its ears: "I will help you find your friend back, don't be sad." Waste Chaiyi rubbed against his palm again and again.

"Zhan Yu doesn't know the method of leaving the body of the soul." Ye Han said, "It doesn't mention such a thing in the book of the spiritual master."

As soon as he finished speaking, his finger hurt: he was bitten by the trash.

Ye Han was furious again: "Why did you bite me again!"

The kitten in front of him jumped up and pulled off the apron, transformed into a human form with a hush, and put the apron on his body.Holding the shrimp dumpling in his hand, he pointed at Ye Han angrily: "I don't know how to do it! I'm a loser! I'm so stupid!"

Chang Ying tugged at the apron, and said in a tone of hatred for iron and steel: "The spirit-binder is to fix the soul and the body together, of course they don't know about this kind of thing. But what are you! What the hell are you? Master! When you wear human leather gloves, you can pull out the soul from a living person! You have done this kind of thing before! Where do you need to study the method of soul separation, you can pull it out Alright! Everything you learned is on your ass, right! What are you pretending to be in your head..."

He swallowed the second half of his words, then ducked low to avoid Ye Han's fist, turned around and ran out of the kitchen.

"Put on clothes!!!" Ye Han said angrily behind him.

Fang Yi's eyes sparkled: "This method will work."