My target is black impermanence

The wind at night was a bit cool, and the summer heat seemed to be completely isolated in this building. Shen Hanyang rubbed his arms and looked curiously at the building opposite the company.

"Are there really ghosts here?"

Shen Hanyang was still a little ignorant of everything beyond his own knowledge.

Everything happened so suddenly, if it wasn't for the fact that the gap at the back of his head was real, even the fact that he himself had died would have seemed to him like a dream.

Zou Yu glanced at him and said coldly, "Follow me closely."

"Oh."

Shen Hanyang responded, putting his arms around the other's waist.

Zou Yu's brows twitched, his heart filled with gloom, and he gritted his teeth and said, "I told you to follow closely, but I didn't ask you to hold tight!"

Shen Hanyang put his chin on the opponent's shoulder, and said with an innocent face: "Hold tight to keep up, otherwise what if I get lost."

Zou Yu suppressed the anger in his heart, and almost wanted to kill him with a palm.

"You are such a big person, so what if you get lost!"

Perhaps it was the reason why he sucked in the other party's ghostly breath. As soon as he got close to Zou Yu, Shen Hanyang felt that he was still alive, and the other party's cold body could also make him feel that he still had a little warmth.

"You said you wanted to protect me, but you can't count your words."

Zou Yu rubbed his forehead, half compromising and half helpless, and said, "Then what do you want?"

Shen Hanyang's eyes lit up, he hooked the opponent's hand, and held him tightly before the opponent was about to break free.

"If you don't want me to hold you, you can always hold hands."

Zou Yu swallowed the breath in his heart and said nothing, which meant he acquiesced.

Shen Hanyang evoked a triumphant smile, and inserted an inch into the other's fingers to interlock with his fingers.

For Shen Hanyang now, Zou Yu is the only person he can trust and rely on.

……

It was twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, the whole building was empty, and the surroundings were pitch black, only occasionally the neon lights flashing outside could be seen through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

Zou Yu had done an investigation before, and the place where the accident happened was on the tenth floor.

The two walked into the elevator, and as soon as they pressed down the floor, the elevator instantly became pitch black.

The sound of "squeak, squeak" seemed to be that the equipment became stagnant and worn out. Shen Hanyang's heart skipped a beat, and the floor button jumped repeatedly on the first floor and the top floor.

He looked sideways at Zou Yu beside him, who was standing tall and straight, with his usual expression on his face. He was certain in his heart and forcibly dispelled the fear.

But the elevator didn't go up to the tenth floor for a long time, as if there was something terrible in it.

Zou Yu punched the elevator button and said coldly, "Don't waste my time."

"Ding!"

The elevator came back to light and just stopped at the tenth floor.

Shen Hanyang followed him out, couldn't help turning his head back, and saw a pale and slender arm shrinking back from the elevator door.

"That is……"

"Ordinary dead souls, it's not time to go to the underworld, so they have to stay in the yang world."

Shen Hanyang was a little puzzled.

"Aren't you black and impermanent?"

Zou Yu looked at him sideways, with a hint of contemptuous arrogance in his dark eyes.

"This kind of little thing doesn't need my hands yet."

Seeing that he had too many doubts, Zou Yu went on to say: "There are too many people who die unexpectedly every day, commit suicide, and fall leaves return to their roots. Some people will naturally go to the underworld when the time comes, and some people don't have enough resentment to become ghosts." However, the ghosts who cannot reincarnate because of their Yangshou, will stay in the Yang world."

Zou Yu stopped and looked at the locked door in front of him.

"As long as they don't do evil and don't disturb the order of human life, I won't take them away forcibly, because the world always needs all kinds of things to maintain balance."

With a move of Zou Yu's hand, the heavy lock snapped.

The door was pushed open, and inside was a very ordinary office.

Shen Hanyang followed behind the other party, and for the first time felt a strange coldness in the office where the lights were not turned on in the middle of the night.

"That woman died here."

As soon as his hand touched an empty table, Zou Yu's voice sounded behind him.

The cold and smooth table made his fingertips tremble, and he quickly withdrew his hand and wiped it on his clothes a few times.

"You are here by yourself, I will go and look elsewhere."

This office is very large. In addition to the outside office space, there is also an inner room for rest.

After Zou Yu finished speaking, he turned and walked in, leaving Shen Hanyang alone outside.

Looking at the opened door behind him, his back felt a little chilly.

There were a lot of messy documents scattered on the ground, and it seemed that the scene of the deceased struggling hard at that time could still be seen.

An upside-down photo album was smashed, and some glass shards were scattered around it.

He bent down, ready to pick it up.

"Dong dong dong..."

There was a clear sound of small leather shoes hitting the ground behind him, and Shen Hanyang paused, feeling a chill down his back.

"Brother, what are you doing?"

The crisp and immature childish voice made Shen Hanyang loosen his hands, and the photo album of a family of three fell to the ground again. He turned his head stiffly and looked at the villain behind him who was no taller than his thigh.

The other party was wearing a delicate and cute little skirt, black leather shoes on her feet, and white socks wrapped her calves. Her eyes were black and bright, and she was looking straight at him.

"Brother, Dad said that no one can come in here, or they will be arrested."

However, the seven or eight-year-old child still spoke in a childish voice, Shen Hanyang felt a little relieved, he half-knelt down, looked at the other party and said: "Little friend, why are you here?"

The little girl tilted her head, thinking seriously.

"Because my father and aunt were sleeping in the parking lot, and my aunt didn't allow Xixi to be around, so she drove Xixi away. Xixi missed her mother a little, so she came up by herself."

This gave Shen Hanyang a general idea, and he felt pity for the girl in front of him.

"Your name is Xixi, right? Don't come here alone at night, go down and find Dad now."

Shen Hanyang touched the little girl's head, intending to send her out, when he accidentally saw a cute little satchel on her body, his heart softened, and he couldn't help smiling and said: "This little bag is so cute, just as cute as Xixi .”

As he said that, he planned to reach out and touch the rabbit ears on it.

Unexpectedly, the little girl who was originally fine suddenly covered her bag, and looked at him with her big black eyes without blinking.

The atmosphere is a little weird.

Shen Hanyang touched his nose in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Sorry, brother shouldn't touch your things without your consent."

"It's ok."

The little girl turned and left after saying this with a blank face, and walked up the long dark corridor alone.

Shen Hanyang watched the thin figure step into the darkness, as if walking into the entrance of an abyss, and a strange feeling lingered in his heart.

He turned around and saw Zou Yu standing behind him, looking at him.

"How about it."

He thought Zou Yu wanted to ask him what he found, but just as he was about to answer, Zou Yu continued, "Are you afraid?"

He shrugged, spread his hands and said, "It's okay."

Zou Yu glanced at him and said meaningfully, "That's good."

He felt a little strange, and even had a bad premonition.

……

A night that didn't make much progress.

It seemed that Zou Yu just wanted to take him to get used to the empty late night.

He returned to his rented room as usual, turned on the shower, and took off his clothes.

Hazy steam climbed up the glass door of the bathroom.

The remaining blood on the head has been washed with water, and the gap left is hidden in the black hair so no one can see it.

He propped himself against the wall, looked at his skinny body and sighed.

Then, he realized a very serious problem.

That is whether his state of neither human nor ghost will affect his dignity as a man.

"Dong dong dong..."

The sound of rushing water splashing on the ground covered all the sounds.

With a solemn expression, he stretched out his hand and shook it.

"Dong dong dong..."

Well, it seems to feel a little bit, but it feels a little less.

He suddenly remembered Zou Yu's thin waist when he hugged him, and his wide eyes and thin red eye ends when he kissed him suddenly.

Well, it feels right this time.

"Dong dong dong..."

Tsk, the status is not good.

"Dong dong dong..."

Shen Hanyang's veins bulged.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Noisy!"

He roared back, and the knock on the door stopped abruptly.

Then, he suddenly realized that he lived alone, and now he was in the bathroom, outside the door, who was knocking on the door.

The hot water poured down in summer instantly became icy cold, and Shen Hanyang felt a chill in his heart, and all the heat from his body faded away.

The sound of rushing water seemed to be getting quieter. He listened intently to the movement outside the door, and he heard the extremely subtle sound of rustling, as if someone was dragging something on the ground.

Countless horrific and bloody scenes emerged in my mind.

Shen Hanyang trembled all over, and patted his face to calm himself down.

He stood up straight, exhaled a breath, and did mental construction for himself.

Now he is also half a ghost, and there is nothing to be afraid of. In fact, with Zou Yu's breath of ghost, he may be a little higher.

After figuring this out, he pulled off the towel and wrapped it around his waist, and opened the bathroom door with a dash of majesty.

Outside, a thing that couldn't see a human shape but could be recognized as a human met his eyes.

The other party swung his broken arm and tugged at the XL size clothes he threw on the ground in the morning. His bloody face slowly pulled out a smile, and a piece of flesh dangled from his face.

"Hi sir, I'm here to get my clothes."

With a "plop", Shen Hanyang collapsed on the ground indecently, rolled his eyes, and lost consciousness.

The living room door was opened from the outside.

Long legs wrapped in black trousers walked in unhurriedly.

Zou Yu glanced at the other party indifferently.

"I will do what I promised you. You don't need to wander in the sun, go to the underworld."

The crippled ghost had a happy face.

Zou Yu's hand that drew the curse stopped, and the entrance to the underworld turned into a strange bloody brand.

The ghost was unaware and was involved.

Zou Yu murmured softly.

"Welcome to the alien world."

……

He looked at Shen Hanyang who was collapsed on the ground, his eyes moved slightly, and he covered his lower body with a towel on his toes, then frowned and thought deeply.

Can this person really do it?