The Taste of Ghosts in the World

Qi Mu raised his head, and saw Zhao Xingbang coming over, greeted him, and sat down in front of the tombstone of the regiment leader like last time.

"The boy guarding the tomb told me that he heard you singing again." He smiled, "Does your singing sound better than before?"

The soldiers immediately laughed, and the regimental commander glared at them angrily.

Zhao Xingbang continued to gossip intermittently, and finally said: "Huanhuan, someday you are leaving, just ask Xiao Mu to tell me."

After saying this, everyone couldn't laugh anymore, and they all stole glances at the head of the group.

The head of the group sighed, floated in front of him, reached out to touch his face, but passed through it, and could only put down his hand embarrassingly.

The atmosphere suddenly became sad.

Qi Mu suddenly said, "Uncle Huan, in fact, you can attach to me."

Everyone was shocked and turned to look at him.

Feng Baisui said displeasedly: "Do you want to die of cold?"

"It's just a little cold, how could I die." Qi Mu turned to Zhao Xingbang and the team leader, "I've been possessed before, so there's no danger."

Zhao Xingbang's eyes lit up, "After being possessed...can I talk to Huanhuan?"

Qi Mu nodded.

"Xiao Mu...I don't think this is very good..." The leader's face was a little worried, but also a little eager to try.

"This may be the last chance." Qi Mu said.

"Is there really no danger?"

"No."

The leader thought for a while and asked, "Then what should I do?"

"Just walk into my body, remember not to pass through."

"Let me try."

The regiment leader floated in front of Qi Mu, stretched out his hand, and sank into his body a little bit.

Feng Baisui subconsciously touched Qi Mu's arm, it was cold and cold.

He frowned, not liking the feeling.

"Qi Mu" moved his hands and feet, and then walked towards Zhao Xingbang.

"Bongo..."

Yin and Yang are separated, and they have called each other's names face to face for many years, and finally one day, they can be heard by the other party.

"Huanhuan?" Zhao Xingbang opened his eyes wide in disbelief, and held his shoulder.

The head of the group carefully raised his hand, and his fingers touched the warm skin on Zhao Xingbang's face, and he was very pleasantly surprised.

Zhao Xingbang saw the expression on Qi Mu's face that he was too familiar with, overlapping with the person who had shared weal and woe and walked side by side, and couldn't help but pull him into his arms.

Feng Baisui watched from a distance, folded his hands and let out a cold snort.

The head of the group was also so excited that he almost cried, patted Zhao Xingbang on the back, and said softly: "Bang brother, don't worry, I won't leave. Even if all the brothers go to reincarnate, I will stay in this garden."

"Huanhuan..." Zhao Xingbang really wanted to ask him to reincarnate, but he was secretly so happy that he couldn't open his mouth.

"Bang brother, when you die too, we will go to reincarnate together."

"Haha!" Zhao Xingbang smiled until the corners of his eyes became moist, "We won't be reincarnated when I die too. I'll take you to the former army to see, those little boys have grown into adults."

"Okay." The captain also smiled.

"Huanhuan, I've always wanted to ask you, does it hurt here?" Zhao Xingbang placed his hand on Qi Mu's heart.

"It hurts. But it's only for a while, and soon I won't feel it anymore." The head of the team said.

"That's good..." Zhao Xingbang couldn't help leaning over, rubbed against Qi Mu's face, hugged his body even tighter, and whispered in his ear: "Huanhuan, I want to kiss you..."

The onlookers snickered and booed, and some even whistled.

The leader was embarrassed and wanted to push him away.

Zhao Xingbang said nonchalantly: "What are you afraid of, you are dead, who else will care about us?"

"Me!" Feng Baisui came over suddenly, pulled Zhao Xingbang's hand away, pulled Qi Mu's body with a dark face, his eyes became extremely vigilant, and said coldly: "Come out!"

The regiment leader floated out, blushing and stepped aside.

Qi Mu woke up like a dream, saw Feng Baisui's extremely ugly face, felt that the situation just now was too embarrassing, and didn't know how to react for a while.

On the contrary, Zhao Xingbang smiled at Qi Mu with a little guilt, "I'm really sorry, Xiao Mu, I scared you."

"It's okay." Qi Mulian waved his hands.

Feng Baisui grabbed his hand, and the cold touch made him even more uncomfortable.

"Go home." After speaking briefly, he pulled Qi Mu and walked outside.

Qi Mu awkwardly waved to the stunned soldiers as a farewell.

Back soaking in hot water, Qi Mu lay on the edge of the bathtub and asked Feng Baisui, "How can we let the two of them meet?"

Feng Baisui threw the towel directly on his head, and said in a bad tone, "You want him to kiss you that much?"

"...I mean is there any other way besides possession?"

"I don't know, I'm not a magic stick."

So after recovering their body temperature, Qi Mu and Feng Baisui went to find the real magic stick.

"A way to bring ghosts into contact with living people?"

Qi Mu nodded.

"Possession." Old man Zhang said, "Didn't you try it?"

Feng Baisui immediately lowered his face.

Qi Mu sighed, "Look, I tried it, and this method is not very good."

Old man Zhang stroked his beard, "Do you want specific ghosts or all ghosts?"

"Just be specific."

"That's easy to do."

Old man Zhang bent down, rummaged under the stall for a while, found a small rusty brass bell, and handed it to Qi Mu.

"You let the living person drip blood on the bell, and when the red mark appears on the bell, you can bring it to the ghost, and that's all."

Qi Mu thanked old man Zhang and put the copper bell away.

The old man spread his hands towards Qi Mu.

"What do you mean?"

"Money, do you think that the old magic weapon is given casually?"

Qi Mu frowned, "With our friendship, do we still need to collect money?"

Old man Zhang said: "If it's something for you, then there's no need, but it's something for others, I can't let you be a favor for nothing."

"...how much?"

"The price of fate is still ten yuan."

Qi Mu had no choice but to give him ten yuan.

When we returned to the Martyrs Cemetery, the sun was already setting, but Zhao Xingbang hadn’t left yet. He was sitting blankly in front of the tombstone alone.

Qi Mu gave the copper bell to Zhao Xingbang, explained how to use it, and left.

Walking around the monument, I suddenly heard someone say: "Little devil, your wine bottle."

When Qi Mu turned his head, Thrush appeared out of nowhere and threw the empty wine bottle to him.

"When are you coming again?"

"I don't know, maybe in a few days."

"Your wine is delicious. It reminds me of the person who raised me before." He hooked his lips into a smile and said softly, "Crow. This is the name that person gave me. It's my honor to call you."

"Duck?" After thinking about it and feeling wrong, Qi Mu asked, "Is it the yellow one or the black one?"

"Of course it's black."

"If I remember correctly, you should be a thrush?"

"So what, he can't tell the difference." The crow raised his jaw proudly, turned into a thrush again in a blink of an eye, flapped his wings and said, "Next time...remember to bring wine."

Qi Mu smiled, hugged the wine bottle and continued walking forward, Feng Baisui floated beside him thoughtfully, and didn't say much.

"What are you thinking?" Qi Mu asked.

"I was wondering... Should our relationship go further?" Feng Baisui said.

"Going further?" Qi Mu was puzzled, "You mean to marry Jinlan and burn incense to worship?"

"No."

"what is that?"

"For example, like Zhao Xingbang and the others."

"what?"

Feng Baisui stopped a little irritably, grabbed Qi Mu's arm suddenly, leaned over, kissed him quickly on the lips, leaned into his ear and said, "This is what I mean."

Qi Mu's eyes widened for a moment, looking at the magnified face of Feng Baisui in front of him, he was stunned for a long time before reaching out to push him away.

"Speak as you speak, why are you doing this all of a sudden." Qi Mu said uncomfortably.

"You're sorry." Feng Baisui said expressionlessly.

Qi Mu's face was a little hot, and he looked away awkwardly.

Feng Baisui continued: "Have you ever kissed anyone before?"

"…No."

Feng Baisui was in a good mood, "Then do it again."

Before Qi Mu could react, he was caught by him, and his lips pressed against him again. This time, it was not just a click, but Feng Baisui even pressed on the back of Qi Mu's head, deepening the kiss.

When they parted, Qi Mu's breath was a little unsteady, his heart was itchy, and he couldn't tell what it was like.

Feng Baisui held his hand, Qi Mu felt embarrassed, he struggled a bit, but was held even tighter, so he let him go.

Just walking out of the cemetery in silence, the tomb guard looked at them strangely, Qi Mu silently lowered his head.

All the way back to the city, Qi Mu finally realized that something was wrong.

On the bus, there were people who kept looking at him, and when walking on the road, many people turned their eyes away, and some girls who were with him kept peeking at him, and even snickered.

"What's going on?" Qi Mu asked Feng Baisui.

The latter looked up and shrugged indifferently.

"Qi Mu?" Suddenly someone stopped him.

Qi Mu stopped to take a look. It was the girl named Wen Qinlan in the class. She hadn't had much contact with him since the haunted house incident, but she often tried to talk to him.

"You..." Wen Qinlan's expression was a little startled, her eyes turned to Feng Baisui's position, "Who is this?"

Qi Mu immediately knew something was wrong, he exchanged a glance with Feng Baisui, pointed at him and asked Wen Qinlan, "You mean him?"

"Who else is it if it's not him!" Wen Qinlan's eyes kept drifting towards their clasped hands, Qi Mu was eager to let go, but he couldn't pull them out no matter how hard he tried.

"Hello..." Qi Mu turned his head and called him softly.

Feng Baisui didn't look sideways, leaving him with a calm profile.

Qi Mu had no choice but to give up, and awkwardly said to Wen Qinlan: "He is my friend."

The corners of Wen Qinlan's eyes twitched, and she said with a dry smile, "You two have such a good relationship."

"Not bad..." Qi Mu bit the bullet and nodded.

"Then you go ahead...I'm going back." Wen Qinlan hurried away after finishing speaking.

Qi Mu watched her disappear, and asked, "Why can she see you?"

"How do I know?" Feng Baisui replied.

"That means other people can see you too?"

"Maybe."

"Oops!" Qi Mu pulled Feng Baisui and ran away.

"I think it's not bad." Feng Baisui said with satisfaction looking at their handshake.

Running all the way to old man Zhang's shop, the old man was startled, "What's wrong?"

Qi Mu pointed at Feng Baisui, and asked out of breath, "Why can others see him?"

Old man Zhang came over and looked at Feng Baisui carefully, and said, "There is more anger in his body, and it may be because of this that he has a connection with the world."

"Angry? Where did you get angry?"

"Live."

"As long as it is the anger of a living person, can he be revealed?"

"No." Old man Zhang turned to Qi Mu with ambiguous eyes, "Among the living people I've ever seen, you are the only one who can."

"..." Qi Mu and Feng Baisui thought of the kiss in the cemetery at the same time, Feng Baisui curled his lips expressionlessly, Qi Mu only felt uncomfortable, and was afraid that Old Zhang would see the truth.

"What now?"

"Don't worry, as long as the anger dissipates, you can return to normal."

"How long?"

"A couple of hours."

Qi Mu felt relieved, didn't dare to say any more, and hurriedly left with Feng Baisui.

Old man Zhang looked at their backs, his eyes flashed, and he muttered: "Young people nowadays..."

Back home, Qi Mu suddenly remembered the past, and asked Feng Baisui: "Did this happen last time?"

"What was the last time?"

"That artificial respiration."

"Oh, that, I didn't do it later."

"No? Why?"

Feng Baisui turned his face away, and said leisurely: "I think it's good for you to be a ghost."

"..."

After killing the ghost father and daughter at night and returning, Qi Mu asked them about the artificial respiration, and the female ghost laughed unceremoniously, "We thought he was special so we asked him to do it, but it turned out that he was not like an ordinary ghost." The same, there is no life in the body, how can I breathe for you?"

"..."

After thinking about it, Qi Mu suddenly realized that this time today...isn't that what...

"What's wrong? You're a little strange." The female ghost leaned over and asked.

Qi Mu was taken aback, stood up abruptly, pushed her away and went back to the room.

The female ghost looked suspiciously at Feng Baisui, who snorted contentedly.