The Taste of Ghosts in the World

As soon as the father and daughter who hit the dead at home saw Feng Baisui, they immediately floated over excitedly and circled around.

"Are you back?"

"What does it feel like to lose your soul?"

Feng Baisui glanced at them and said bluntly, "Do you want to try?"

"I'm really not polite." The decapitated female ghost lifted her head and rolled her eyes, "It's still the same unlovable man."

Qi Mu laughed and said, "Then why do you shut the door on the man you like?"

"Who likes him?!" The female ghost impatiently tossed her head in her hand, "I don't like that kind of person, but he still has the nerve to come to me, hmph!"

"That's right, that's right! I knew that kid wasn't a good guy just by looking at him!" Uncle Bumping Ghost resolutely supported him, and followed his daughter's buttocks to cheer with a righteous face.

Qi Mu glanced at the door, and casually said something for A Ming: "Except for the time when old man Qi was brought home, he never betrayed you much."

"..."

The female ghost stared at the TV intently, pretending not to hear.

Qi Mu stopped caring about her, turned around and entered the room.

As soon as he climbed onto the bed, he subconsciously reached out to touch the bedside table. It was empty, and he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

Feng Baisui happened to float in, saw this movement, and asked him, "What are you looking for?"

Qi Mu said embarrassingly: "During this time, I slept with the bottle in my arms, but now that the bottle is gone, I feel a little uncomfortable."

Feng Baisui snorted seemingly contemptuously, floated onto the bed and pulled him over, and said in a commanding tone, "Hold me to sleep."

Qi Mu burst out laughing, rubbed against his arms, and complained: "You are not as comfortable as a bottle."

Feng Baisui frowned, very dissatisfied, "You mean I'm not as good as that broken porcelain bottle?"

Qi Mu reminded him: "Without that broken porcelain vase, you are still a broken puzzle."

"But you are similar to the bottle, and you are still very cool in summer."

Feng Baisui simply took his book away, leaned over to turn off the light, and stuffed him under the quilt.

"sleep."

Qi Mu didn't struggle, just lay down, adjusted his posture, and leaned against him.

The room was so quiet that one could hear slight ups and downs of breathing, and suddenly someone asked in a low voice, "What did you want to say before you were scattered?"

After a while, another voice replied: "Let you wait, I will come back to you."

"At that time, you thought of a way to recover?"

"...No." After a pause, he added, "There will always be a way."

Someone moved in the darkness and said softly: "After thinking about it, I realized that maybe I will be very patient and wait for you to come to me." The speaker's expression could not be seen clearly in the dim light, but he could He saw a pair of shiny black eyes, with a mild and smiling light shining.

The other voice was silent for a while before saying, "I always thought that I must have known you a long time ago."

"...Ask the judge when you go to reincarnate in the future, maybe you have seen it in your previous life."

After a while of silence, I don't know who said: "Sleep."

Qi Mu didn't want to go out the next day, but the instant noodles at home had already been eaten, and the stock had to be replenished.

When they went out, they found that A Ming was still staying at the door, and they couldn't help being surprised: "Did you come in the morning, or didn't you go back?"

A Ming felt a little embarrassed, lowered his head and said, "I didn't go back..."

Qi Mu sighed and didn't say anything, so he patted him on the shoulder, "Keep working hard."

Amin nodded, and stared at the closed door persistently.

"Do you think the female ghost will forgive him?" Qi Mu asked Feng Baisui while walking.

The latter replied without even thinking, "I don't know."

Qi Mu didn't know the nature of it, so he suggested, "Do you want to bet?"

"What are you betting on?"

"Well... whoever loses will sleep on the sofa tonight."

Feng Baisui curled his lips, "No gambling."

"Then what are you going to bet on?"

He thought for a while, and then said: "I will kiss you if I lose, and you will kiss me if you lose."

"..."

"The kind that will show up."

"..."

"Appear for a day."

"... How long will the kiss last?"

"Try it, if it's not enough, kiss again."

"...It's faster for you to inhale oxygen directly."

"That's half a day."

"..." Qi Mu thought for a long time, "Okay, I bet the female ghost will forgive him."

"I bet no."

So the bet was successfully concluded, and Qi Mu felt that based on his understanding of the female ghost, there should be more love left, so he has a high chance of winning, but what difference does it make if he wins or not?Anyway, they are all relatives, everyone is a man, and the one who takes the initiative is more advantageous.

He suddenly thought of someone, so he asked Feng Baisui: "Then will you forgive Old Monster Qi?"

Feng Baisui turned his head, "Can you?"

Qi Mu thought for a while, "I don't think the old man's status is that high in my heart, so I don't need to waste too much energy on him. If I'm still in a state of being out of my wits, I definitely don't have time to think about him. When I have time to think about it His time... depends on your mood."

"...I also depend on my mood."

Qi Mu was in a good mood these days, so he suggested, "Do you want to beat him up now?"

Feng Baisui said coldly: "I don't want to see him yet."

……

On the way back with instant noodles, Qi Mu was stopped by a bearded foreigner, who spoke broken Chinese, made gestures and gestures, and struck up a conversation with him strangely: "Hello! Chinese boy, you are very cute .”

When Feng Baisui heard this, he dragged Qi Mu away expressionlessly.

Qi Mu whispered to him: "It's the first time I've been accosted by a foreigner, at least let me reply."

Feng Baisui pointed out angrily: "He's teasing you."

"……you think too much."

Seeing that the other party ignored him, the foreign friend had a dazed expression on his face. He caught up two steps and asked, "Who are you talking to?"

Qi Mu replied immediately: "No one, this is our local way of greeting."

"Ah, you guys are so interesting!" He imitated Qi Mu's action just now, stretched out a hand, took two steps forward, and asked back, "Is that so?"

"...Yes." Qi Mu said without changing his face.

The foreigner ran back with a sense of accomplishment, "Excuse me... Where is Gu Nanjing?"

"Gu Nanjing?" Qi Mu frowned, and then realized, "You mean 'Girl Well'?"

"That's right! It's Gu Nanjing!" He clapped his hands happily.

Qi Mu pointed behind him, "That's right there."

He turned around, and under Qi Mu's guidance, he saw the ancient well called "Girl's Well" by the locals. There are some deep and shallow vertical dents on the inner side of the wall.

The foreigner was surprised and asked, "What are those strips on it?"

Qi Mu explained: "These grooves were formed when people used to tie the bucket with a rope when fetching water, and lifted the water up against the wall of the well to grind it."

The foreigner opened his eyes wide in surprise, "This is a stone! How many years will it take to grind it out!"

"So this well has a very long history."

The foreigner touched the smooth concave surface of the stone with his hand, and was amazed again and again.

Knowing that many foreigners like ancient Chinese things, Qi Mu leaned down from the mouth of the well with a smile, but his smile soon froze on his face.

Because there was a child stuffed in the narrow and deep well, and he was smiling at him with his head up. The child's outstretched hand almost touched the tip of his nose.

"..." His heart turned cold, he tried his best to calm down and took a step back, Feng Baisui supported him, and also looked towards the mouth of the well, then the two looked at each other, Qi Mu decided to pretend that he didn't see it.

The foreign friend obviously didn't notice his strangeness. After watching the ancient well, he extended his hand to Qi Mu with a smile: "Nice to meet you, Chinese friend. My name is Maxi. What's your name?"

"Nice to meet you too, my name is Qi Mu."

Before Feng Baisui could stop him, Qi Mu's hand was already held together with him, "Qimu? Your name is very nice. I also have a Chinese name, which was given by a friend. Like 'grandson', isn't it amazing?"

"..." Your friend must be trying to trick you.Qi Mu said silently in his heart.

"How do you know 'Girl's Well'? It's not a scenic spot, only the natives know the name."

Maxi replied: "Jasmine told me that if I want to find her, I will come here and wait." While talking, he seemed to see someone suddenly, waved behind Qi Mu, and shouted: " Jasmine! Jasmine! Here I am!"

Qi Mu turned his head to look, and saw a tall and thin young man running over in a hurry, panting and saying, "Maxi, you're really here!"

"I called to say that I would come, and I really came, soon?" Maxi smiled, and pulled Qi Mu to him, "This is my new Chinese friend, his name is Qi Mu."

"Hello." The young man nodded with a smile. He is very handsome and has a bookish look.

Qi Mu also nodded, "Sorry, he said 'Jasmine', at first I thought it was a girl."

An embarrassing expression appeared on the young man's face, he glared at Maxi, and explained: "Actually, my name is Bai Moli, but he can't pronounce it well, that's why I called him like this."

Qi Mu understood, "So you gave him the Chinese name 'Sun Tzu'?"

Bai Moli nodded with a smile, and blinked slyly, "Don't tell him."

The bearded Maxi smiled foolishly, "Are you talking about Jasmine's Chinese name? I like it very much."

Unable to intervene in their conversation, Feng Baisui began to feel impatient, so he urged Qi Mu: "Go back."

"Okay, I should go home."

Maxi handed over a business card, "The front is my phone number, and the back is Jasmine's phone number. We have become friends and we need to keep in touch frequently."

"Okay." Qi Mu accepted the business card.

Bai Moli on the side was surprised and asked Maxi, "When did you print my phone number with yours?"

Maxi replied triumphantly: "A long time ago."

"why did not you tell me?"

"You're not here..."

Qi Mu held back his laughter, bid farewell to them, and left with instant noodles.

After walking for a while, when I looked back, the two were still standing by the well talking, and a little boy was sitting on the edge of the well, looking at them with a smile on his legs.

The bag in his hand was very heavy, halfway through the journey, Qi Mu stopped and handed the things in his hand to Feng Baisui, "You carry it next."

Just as the other party was about to take over, he suddenly withdrew his hand, "Forget it, I forget that others can't see you." Then he continued walking with difficulty.

Feng Baisui floated beside him leisurely, "You can kiss me."

"...The result of the bet comes out." Qi Mu walked without looking sideways, changing the bag from his right hand to his left.

When we got home, A Ming was still stubbornly guarding the door. Qi Mu was used to it, so he greeted him, opened the door to enter, and then closed it.

After dark, the decapitated female ghost couldn't sit still, her eyes kept wandering towards the door.

Qi Mu teased her: "Do you want to go out and have a look?"

"What's so interesting!" The female ghost turned her head back with her hands, and continued to watch TV as if nothing had happened.

Before going to bed, Qi Mu couldn't help but ask Feng Baisui: "When will the two of them have a result?"

Feng Baisui replied casually, "I'll find out soon."

Sure enough, the next morning, the female ghost finally stuck her head out of the door and said to Amin: "Don't stand there, if a celestial master comes, I will take you away immediately!"

Amin waved his hand flattered, "No, no."

The female ghost was impatient, she shook her head and said, "What are you talking about! Do you understand if I told you to come in?!"

"Understood!" This time he had a chance, and floated in through the door without hesitation.

Qi Mu made a wink at Feng Baisui, which was playful.

Amin followed behind the severed head queen, and asked cautiously: "Are you...will you forgive me?"

"Who said that?" The female ghost moved her head closer to his face, gouged out her eyes, "I will never forgive you!"

"Yes yes yes..." Amin still followed him cheerfully.