The Taste of Ghosts in the World

Qi Mu didn't have the heart to care about Qi Buyang's thoughts, he thought for a long time, finally raised his head, and said to old man Zhang: "Can you... give him my soul?"

Everyone was stunned.

Qi Buyang was the first to speak out, "Are you crazy?!"

"No." Qi Mu calmly denied, and he looked directly at the old man with firm eyes, "I'll give him one soul, so maybe it can be repaired."

The old man Zhang didn't speak, he stroked his goatee, and after a long while, he said: "Separating the soul is quite a risky thing, if you are not careful, it is very likely to extract too much, or even leave the body completely, and there is no guarantee that you can get Feng Baisui Save it. Even so, you still want to try?"

Qi Mu nodded without hesitation, "If you don't try, how do you know it won't work?"

Qi Buyang was anxious, and poked the leisurely crow beside him, "Didn't you help his father watch him? Why don't you stop him?"

The crow looked at him and said lightly: "A soul is nothing to us monsters. What can we do to stop it? You humans are so fragile."

"You!" Qi Buyang glared at him.

Old man Zhang asked Qi Mu again: "Have you really thought about it?"

"Think about it."

"Well, it's not too late, let's do it here."

"You really asked him to do this?!" Qi Buyang couldn't believe that these people allowed Qi Mu to make such a suicidal decision, but seeing Qi Mu's expression, he couldn't persuade him, so he could only hold his stomach. Worried silently helped old man Zhang draw a formation.

A complicated formation soon appeared on the floor, with small odd-shaped characters squeezed among various symbols and lines. Qi Mu looked at it for a long time, but couldn't understand a single word.Old man Zhang asked him to find three white candles, lit them one by one, placed them around the formation, then tore off the talisman paper from the porcelain bottle, put it into the formation, and directed Qi Mu to sit in it too.

"After the formation is activated, the soul-gathering bottle will automatically attract your soul. As long as a soul leaves your body, you must stop immediately."

"How to stop?"

"The three of us will look at the time to extinguish the candle, but before that, you must rely on your own will to keep the soul. You must remember that if you don't hold on, the soul that has been taken in cannot be taken out, understand? "

"Understood." Qi Mu nodded and sat down cross-legged.

Old man Zhang took out a small incense burner from his robe, lit a stick of incense, and said solemnly: "Be prepared to keep an eye on it, and you must not make mistakes!"

Qi Buyang and Ya held a candle each, the old man nodded to Qi Mu, and put the censer directly in front of him, when the censer touched the ground, the flames of the three candles flashed at the same time, unexpectedly jumping from the usual orange to yellow. A strange turquoise color.

Qi Mu was still surprised, when a strong force suddenly hit him, his heart felt cold, the energy and body temperature in his body were stripped away like silk, he didn't dare to be careless at the moment, and concentrated his energy to resist that force.

Gradually, his head became heavier and heavier, and cold sweat oozes from his forehead. When he was almost unable to sit still, he suddenly heard old man Zhang yell: "Extinguish the candle!"

The three candles went out one after another, and the power quickly dissipated. Qi Mu relaxed and fell to the ground uncontrollably for a while.

Qi Buyang rushed in to help him, and old man Zhang took out a pill and stuffed it into his mouth, "This is the soul-fixing pill that I finally got again. During this period of time, your soul is unstable. Taking it can prevent unconsciousness." When it is clear, it will cause a departed soul."

Qi Mu felt a little bit of strength recovered, tried to stand up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and asked the old man, "Is this all right?"

"Okay." The old man looked down at the soul-gathering bottle, "Success or failure depends on his luck."

Qi Mu thanked him. After sending them away, he was too tired to stand still. He hugged the porcelain bottle, fell on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

Old man Zhang returned to his shop, but saw an unexpected guest in front of the hexagram booth.

"Old Monster Qi, why did you come to my small place?"

Old Monster Qi looked back at him, and asked with a straight face, "Has Bu Yang been here?"

Old man Zhang rolled his eyes, "Why should I tell you?"

"Hmph!" Old Freak Qi stared angrily, shaking his sleeves to leave.

Old man Zhang thought for a while, and then said: "The child has his own way to go, so you should not interfere too much."

"I discipline my grandson, it's not your turn to teach me a lesson!"

"You!" Old man Zhang walked to the back of the divination booth and sat down, "How long have we not seen each other? It's rare to come here, why don't you count your fortune?"

Old Monster Qi disdainfully said, "I'm a celestial master myself, so I want you to do the math?"

"You can't do the math for yourself..." Old Zhang looked at him, "Or you dare not?"

Old Freak Qi snorted, came over and sat down, "I'd like to hear a few words you can say."

"Hey, every word I say is human." Old man Zhang said, writing down the other party's horoscope with ease, and frowned after just one glance.

"Old Qi, you... are not good..."

Old Monster Qi glanced at the paper, turned his face away, and said in a deep voice: "This old bone can live for a few years, I know it very well in my heart, so you don't need to say it."

"Hey..." Old man Zhang sighed softly, "We are all at this age in a blink of an eye. When we broke up, I advised you that in our line of work, we should give a little to each side and give a few inches to each other. There is a limit, this road is not easy to walk, you have to be careful every step of the way. Take a look, if you mess around like you, your life will be shortened, right?"

Old Freak Qi's expression was uncertain, and he said sullenly, "When we broke up, we agreed, you go your way, and I cross my bridge. I've come here for many years, unlike you..." He stared Glancing at the other party, "The benevolence of a woman!"

"It's not a woman's benevolence, it's this." Old man Zhang pointed to his head, "Do you know who the one you broke up not long ago?"

"Who else can it be! Evil spirits and monsters are just a disaster."

"It's wrong! It's a big mistake!" Old man Zhang shook his head again and again, "You actually shot at these two, your old eyes are blinding you!"

Old Qi was impatient, "Why can't you make a move?!"

Old man Zhang leaned over and wrote on the paper for a while, then pushed it to him and said, "Look, this is their horoscope."

Old Monster Qi looked down, first frowned, then took a deep breath, Old Man Zhang asked him, "Did you see anything?"

"This... this is..." Old Freak Qi looked up, his face full of astonishment.

"That's right! That's why I told you not to take action without asking questions."

Old Freak Qi was stunned for a while, then slumped on the stool, "...Am I wrong?"

Old man Zhang patted his arm, and comforted him: "Fortunately, someone is taking care of them, so they won't be completely rescued. If something really happens, I'll just help you carry it."

"Old Zhang..." Old Freak Qi's expression was very complicated.

"How many years have we known each other, and still don't know your stubborn temper?" Old man Zhang smiled, "I see, after this time, you should take care of yourself and enjoy the rest of your life. The burden of the Qi family is also The time has come to Bu Yang."

"That kid..." Old Freak Qi said worriedly, "Not yet."

"Why not? He is sixteen this year, right? You traveled all over the world with your master when you were 13 years old, and no one said no."

Old Monster Qi glanced at him, "Old Zhang, you know that kid is..."

"So what?" old man Zhang interrupted him, "Now that things are going on, do you still insist that you did nothing wrong 16 years ago? You have a bad temper, but you are indeed a good boy, you can't blame a child for your mistakes back then."

Old Monster Qi pursed his lips tightly and remained silent.

"Let's just let go and let the children go their own way. We old bones who will let go in a few years, just give it a proper mention."

Old Monster Qi sat for a while, got up abruptly, and left without looking back.

Old man Zhang watched his back go away, and sighed slowly: "This man's life, it's really hard to say... Sigh..."

Qi Mu didn't know how long he slept, and when he woke up, it was already dark outside.After messing around with something to eat, he fell back on the bed and continued to sleep.

When I woke up early the next morning, I saw that the porcelain vase in my arms was still the same - cold and lifeless.

Sitting on the bed lost his mind for a while, suddenly called out to the bottle nervously: "Feng Baisui?"

Unexpectedly, the bottle didn't respond, but the bamboo tube on the neck shimmered.

"Feng Baisui! Can you really hear me?"

Holding the bamboo tube, the heat from it was transmitted to the palm of the hand. It was so warm, but the restless mind calmed down like this.

Thinking that it was time to go to school after asking for a few days off, he got out of bed to wash, hesitated when packing his schoolbag, and put the porcelain bottle in together.

Wen Qinlan, who was injured in the massacre not long ago, was finally discharged from the hospital. The class held a simple welcome party, and Qi Mu purposely found an inconspicuous corner to sit in.Obviously the protagonist is Wen Qinlan, but during the whole event, people always looked back at him and kept laughing.

After school, Wen Qinlan came to Qi Mu amidst the booing of the whole class, and thanked her with a blushing face.

Qi Mu was stared at by countless scorching eyes, and felt a lot of pressure, so he replied hastily: "You don't need to thank me specially, I was not the only one who saved you that day."

Wen Qinlan whispered, "But before I passed out... I only saw you."

There were boos all around her, her face turned even redder, she hardly dared to look at Qi Mu with her head buried.

"If possible, I'll treat you to dinner after school today as a thank you gift."

Qi Mu couldn't be in the mood to have dinner with her now, so he refused without even thinking about it.

Wen Qinlan refused to give up, "Don't think too much, it's just a thank you gift, you can choose whatever dishes you want."

Fang Ji leaned over and whispered to Qi Mu: "Brother, such a good opportunity, you'd be a fool if you don't go! How about taking me by the way?"

Qi Mu still declined, "I'm sorry, I really have something very important, let's talk about it later... Otherwise, you can invite him!" He dragged Fang Ji to Wen Qinlan.

Wen Qinlan didn't look very happy, "He didn't save me, why did you invite him?"

"Fang Ji also contributed!" Qi Mu said indiscriminately, "He lent me the fare for my taxi ride to Nanyao!"

"..."

Everyone was stunned for a while, and then burst out laughing. Wen Qinlan's face was flushed, but Fang Ji quickly grabbed Qi Mu, "When did I borrow you money? How much?"

Qi Mu broke free from him, picked up his schoolbag and ran away, Fang Ji chased after him and shouted: "Remember to return it to me!"

The next day, Wen Qinlan seemed to be a little angry with Qi Mu and stopped talking to him, but the sight behind her was still with her everywhere.

He and Wen Qinlan have become regular objects of booing. As long as their names are put together, there will inevitably be another meaningful laughter. Every time at this time, the girl will turn into a big red face. I don't feel anything.

What he was most concerned about was the porcelain vase in his schoolbag, and he counted the days with his fingers all day long. It has been almost half a month since the accident, and there is still no news from Feng Baisui.

This day after school, it's Qi Mu's turn to clean up. His partner is...Wen Qinlan.

The whole sweeping process was extremely silent, Wen Qinlan kept her head buried, and Qi Mu had nothing to say.

After the two of them finished cleaning calmly, Qi Mu started to pack his schoolbag, Wen Qinlan hesitated for a moment, and walked slowly in front of him.

"Qi Mu..."

"What's up?"

"Can I have dinner today?"

Qi Mu was in a dilemma, "Is it okay to wait a while? I'm really busy these days."

She lowered her head and didn't answer. After a while, she said, "The person who went to save me that day...was him too?"

"'Who is he?"

"It's the one I saw you... together on the street before."

"He." Qi Mu nodded, "Yes."

"You..." She pursed her lips, "What's the relationship?"

"..." Qi Mu didn't know how to answer her. Although he didn't deliberately conceal his relationship with Feng Baisui, he didn't intend to tell anyone he didn't know casually.Thinking of this, he subconsciously looked at the porcelain bottle in his schoolbag.

Unexpectedly, a hand suddenly stretched out obliquely in front and grabbed the bottle. Wen Qinlan shook the porcelain bottle, but didn't hear a sound, "You are looking at it almost all the time, even talking to me, and you don't look at me." , what's in it?"

Qi Mu's heart froze, he stretched out his hand and said, "Give it back to me."

Wen Qinlan took a step back and raised the bottle to the side of her face, "So you can watch me talk, right?"

"What do you want to say? I will definitely listen carefully." Qi Mu said softly, and also took a step forward, "But give it back to me first."

"No!" She turned around and ran, running all the way to the podium, before seriously announcing: "Qi Mu, I like you."

Qi Mu was stunned, he didn't know how to react for a while, the memory of the last time he was confessed was still in elementary school, he really couldn't handle this kind of thing.

"I have liked you since I went to the haunted house last time, but I never dared to say it until I was kidnapped. When I looked at my phone, the first thing I thought of was you, so I asked you for help... You really didn't let me I was disappointed, after that I figured it out, if I don't tell you again, I don't know if there is a chance..."

Seeing Qi Mu standing there blankly, as if thinking seriously about what she said, Wen Qinlan was about to walk off the podium with the bottle in her hand, but the triangular board under the podium was not properly placed, and a corner was exposed, and when she walked over, it happened to be When he was tripped, he staggered and fell off the podium, and the bottle flew out of his hand.

The moment Qi Mu saw her rushing forward, Qi Mu's heart was lifted high, and he watched helplessly as the small porcelain bottle drew an arc in the air, hit the corner of the table, and then fell to the ground with a "crash" ,Broken.

He rushed over, but it was too late to save it, the porcelain fragments were shattered all over the ground, and it was badly broken.

He squatted down anxiously and rummaged through the debris, hoping to find something else, but unfortunately there was nothing, except for debris, which was still debris.

Wen Qinlan fell hard, got up with an aggrieved face, and was about to complain why Qi Mu didn't help her, but saw him squatting in front of the pile of debris, regardless of the danger of his fingers being cut, with the expression on his face that he had never seen before. He suddenly froze with a panicked expression that he had never seen before, standing there not knowing what to say.

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean to..."

Compared with the despair surrounding the other party, this apology seemed so pale and feeble.

Qi Mu glanced at her indifferently, "You go back, I'll clean up here."

Wenqin Lan murmured, picked up her schoolbag, and ran away like a frightened deer.

Qi Mu stood up and stared blankly for a while, just at that moment, he really wanted to punch him, but it was useless, besides, it was a girl.

After a while, he took the schoolbag, swept up the debris and poured it in, then picked it up, put away the tools in an orderly manner, locked the door, and walked back slowly.

On the way, he tried to call Feng Baisui's name several times, but there was no response from the small bamboo tube.

In the past few days, he thought that there was finally a glimmer of hope, but now, the last hope was ruined, and he suddenly felt dumbfounded, feeling like he was being tricked.

Qi Mu stood at the door of the house for a long time before remembering to take out the key from his trouser pocket. Just as he was about to put the key into the lock, the door suddenly opened from the inside, and his arm was pulled forward, hitting a familiar chest.

"I am back."

The frightened Feng Baisui whispered in his ear.

Qi Mu opened his eyes wide, pressed his lips together, and tears finally welled up in his eyes.