The Taste of Ghosts in the World

Before the morning study bell rang, the classroom was full of chaos. Qi Mu was busy making his breakfast. He inadvertently heard two girls next to him discussing a mystery program broadcast last night. It is said that the program invited three people who claimed to be able to watch Boys and girls who saw ghosts, interviewed them, and the film crew even followed them to find ghosts, which was quite appetizing.

Fang Ji also heard it, and immediately said that he had watched the show yesterday, so he had the cheek to join their conversation, but compared to the girls' enthusiasm, he didn't think much of those peers with clairvoyance ability.

"Isn't it just calling yourself? Who wouldn't call themselves! If I said that my eyes can emit X-rays, would you also come to me for a show?" The girls curled their lips, expressing their disbelief.

He poked Qi Mu for support, "Are you right?"

Qi Mu covered his fingers with the textbook and asked him, "How much did I compare?"

"..." Fang Ji was speechless.

Qi Mu concluded concisely: "It's too easy to expose, and it's impossible to find you."

The two girls laughed happily, Fang Ji shouted that he was not giving face, and he didn't stop complaining until the bell rang.

When I got home from school, I found two people standing in front of the house, one was Qi Buyang and the other was Luo Lang.

Qi Mu was surprised, "What are you doing here?"

"I……"

Just as Qi Buyang opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Luo Lang, "Although we didn't wait long, will you let us in first?"

"Ah, I'm sorry." Qi Mu hurriedly took out the key to open the door.

Hearing the door knock, Feng Baisui came out of the room and asked Qi Mu, "Why didn't you knock?"

"We knocked for 10 minutes, why didn't you open it?" Luo Lang asked.

For his interruption, Feng Baisui was very dissatisfied, and replied directly: "Why should I open it?"

"..."

Neither of these two people knew how to be polite, so Qi Mu had no choice but to smooth things over, "Okay, you guys are here today, what's the matter?" He said and looked at Qi Buyang.

"The TV station is going to invite some celestial masters to record the program. The Qi family and Mr. Luo are both invited. The producer asked me to introduce some strange people with spiritual vision ability, and I thought of you."

After listening to his words, Qi Mu immediately remembered the topic that the two girls talked about today, "Is that program called "The Secret of Yin Yang Eyes"?"

Qi Buyang nodded, "Have you watched it? That's the first episode, because the ratings are very good, they plan to make a series, are you going?"

Qi Mu shook his head resolutely, "No, just go."

"why?"

"I don't rely on this business for a living, so I don't need to do publicity."

"But... wouldn't it be great to meet people like you? I don't usually see them."

Qi Buyang looked at him earnestly. Qi Mu understood the meaning of this look. There are very few people who can see ghosts. They can only keep this secret and cannot share it with others. They are even afraid of being known by others. The loneliness in it is only themselves. I understand, so I should be happy to meet someone who has the same experience now.

But Qi Mu still shook his head, "They are always...different from me." He smiled lightly, and glanced at Feng Baisui, "Besides, I don't feel lonely anymore."

Qi Buyang nodded clearly and said nothing more.

The next day, Qi Mu was sitting at home watching TV when he suddenly heard the sound of knocking on the window from the room.

"what happened?"

After a while, Feng Baisui from the room came out, followed by the elusive demon fairy.

"Crow, why are you here?"

"Of course I want wine." Without waiting for Qi Mu to get it, he sniffed, smelled the aroma of wine, found the storage room, and picked out a bottle he liked.

Qi Mu reminded him: "You explain to my dad yourself."

Lord Yaoxian pried open the stopper indifferently, "Qi Zong said, you can drink his wine as you like, as long as you don't finish it."

Now that the master agreed, Qi Mu didn't care about him anymore, turned back and continued to watch TV, and happened to be tuned to a channel, and Qi Buyang suddenly appeared on the TV screen.

"Has that show aired yet?" He put down the remote.

The timing of the transfer seemed unlucky, the show seemed to be coming to an end, and the host asked Qi Buyang: "Among the several masters, you are the youngest, but you are already the head of the famous Qi family, so what about these few masters?" A guest of your age, what do you think?" He pointed at those teenagers with "yin and yang eyes".

Qi Buyang didn't even think about it, and said bluntly: "It's all fake."

The host obviously froze for a moment, "Are you sure?"

"determine."

"But several other masters said it was true." The host tried to remind him to correct his statement.

"It's fake." Qi Buyang was unmoved, "They are easily disturbed because of their weak yang energy, and they can't see it at all."

The scene seemed very awkward for a while, and the host turned to one of the "yin and yang eyes" teenagers, and asked him half-jokingly: "Young Master Qi said so, are you convinced?"

A look of bewilderment appeared on the boy's face for a moment, and he calmed down quickly. He stared at Qi Buyang and said, "I can hardly sleep when I see that kind of thing every day. They are always pestering me, always pestering me." Me! You're not me, and of course you don't understand my pain."

Seeing that the guest seemed to be angry, the host quickly eased up and said, "Can you see if there are any ghosts at the scene?"

The boy looked around with a serious expression, nodded and said, "Yes."

Then he asked several other teenagers: "Can you see it too?"

They all nodded too.

"Where are the masters?" The host turned to the Celestial Master.

Several elderly men hesitated for a moment, and one of them said slowly: "Yes."

The sound effects artist played the weird background music very cooperatively, and the camera swept across the auditorium one by one, and everyone's faces were nervous and excited.

The camera suddenly brought back, Qi Buyang moved his body as if he wanted to speak, but was held down by Luo Lang next to him, and said first: "This one at the scene may be a resentful spirit, everyone should be careful."

The host was also taken aback, "Are you serious? Where is it?"

"I'm joking." Luo Lang said lightly.

"..." The host secretly gritted her teeth. If it wasn't for the other party's good appearance, she wouldn't have endured it. After a pause, she asked again: "Does Mr. Luo think there is one?"

Luo Lang raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and deliberately looked around the studio: "It should be a little ghost, anyway, it doesn't exist for people who can't see it."

As a result, until the end, the reason was not discussed, and the discussion on whether there were ghosts was still unclear. The host made a few concluding remarks, and the show ended harmoniously amidst a round of applause.

"Qi Buyang is still so determined, and he won't pretend to be like others." Qi Mu sighed and switched to another channel.

"Wait, you tune back to the station just now!" Crow, who was busy drinking, suddenly said.

"What did you see?" Qi Mu turned back suspiciously, the camera lens on the screen was zoomed out, and the subtitles started rolling.

"That's the man with the long hair!" Crow pointed at Luo Lang on the TV.

"What's up with him?"

"This person is very strange."

"What's weird?"

"There is a kind..." Crow frowned slightly, "I can't see clearly..."

Qi Mu paused for a moment, then asked him: "...Are you drunk?"

"How is it possible! This little wine wants to put me down?!" The crow lost his temper, and simply ignored Qi Mu. After drinking the wine, he threw down an empty bottle and flew away with flapping wings.

Qi Mu got up and closed the window, sat back beside Feng Baisui, and muttered, "Master Luo seems to have a big problem."

"Didn't you say he's out of his mind?"

"I see that he is full of problems... Tell me, will that idiot Qi Buyang be at a disadvantage when he is with this kind of person?"

"who knows."

A few days later, Qi Mu went to walk the golden retriever by Longhu Lake, and saw a circle of people in Longhu Square from afar. It was very lively, and it was getting more and more crowded.He wisely avoided it and walked on a relatively deserted road. After walking for a while, he saw the hanged ghost standing by the lake, looking at the crowded crowd on the opposite side from a distance.

Qi Mu stopped beside him and asked casually, "What happened over there?"

"Looks like someone has drowned and is trying to salvage the body."

"Another person drowned?" Qi Mu recalled the memories Longhu brought him. It seemed that one or two people died in this not-so-deep lake every year. In the past few years, we have gradually heard no news of the dead. Unexpectedly It happened again today.

Looking at Longhu wrinkled by the wind, he suddenly asked the hanged ghost: "Are there water ghosts in Longhu?"

"Which lake doesn't have one or two water ghosts, but..." After a pause, the hanged ghost continued: "There are many more water ghosts in Long Lake than others, but their souls cannot be seen."

"why?"

"They're all trapped at the bottom of the lake."

"Is there anything special about this lake? How can it trap the soul?"

"The only special thing should be its water god. Generally, rivers and lakes have a guarding water god. Although it is a god, it is actually just an ordinary little demon or fairy, but I heard that the people living in Longhu Lake are of a high level. the water god."

"Have you seen it?"

The hanged ghost shook his head, "I haven't seen it, and no one has seen it."

Qi Mu lowered his head to look at the surface of the lake. The lake was covered with greenery and the visibility was very low. He couldn't see what was below clearly. Thinking of the countless trapped souls that the hanged ghost just said, he felt a little hairy.

On the way home, he suddenly heard someone calling his name, "Qi Mu! Qi Mu!"

He stopped, and a young man wearing glasses ran over shouting from the sidewalk across the road, dragging a girl behind him.

"Qi Mu...are you Qi Mu?"

Qi Mu nodded because he didn't understand.

"Ha! I didn't expect to see you again," the other party said with a smile, "Do you still remember me?"

"You are..." This person looked about the same age as me. Although he looked very strange, he could vaguely see some familiar outlines, "You are Hu Yaohui?!"

"Yes, it's me!" Hu Yaohui nodded happily.

"I haven't seen you since graduation. I heard that you moved, have you come back?"

"I come here to go to school by myself." Hu Yaohui said, introducing the girl next to him: "This is my girlfriend Xiaomei." Then he said to Xiaomei: "Qi Mu is my elementary school classmate, and we were in love at that time. Best of all, even going to the toilet is hand in hand!"

The girl named Xiaomei nodded shyly. Hearing the old friends mention the past, Qi Mu also regained some sense of acquaintance at that time, and talked a lot more affectionately, "You are not bad, you already have a girlfriend."

"Talk about me!" Hu Yaohui clenched his fist and touched his shoulder, "You're getting more and more youthful, and it's not easy to find a beautiful girlfriend."

"..."

Qi Mu was dumbfounded by his adjectives, but meeting his old friends really made him very happy.From childhood to adulthood, there are not many living people who can become good friends with him, and Hu Yaohui is one of them. Although that friendship has passed for a long time, he still cherishes it very much.

However, Feng Baisui didn't like this old classmate who appeared out of nowhere, and this person couldn't see him, so he couldn't intervene, so he could only wait on the sidelines, urging Qi Mu from time to time.Looking at this Hu Yaohui boredly, he has ordinary looks, ordinary height, and ordinary girlfriend, everything is ordinary, ordinary, and meaningless.The clothes are also... long-sleeved on a hot day, thanks to him being able to bear it.

After chatting for a while, Hu Yaohui said that he still had something to do, so the two parties exchanged phone numbers and said goodbye.

When Hu Yaohui and Xiaomei walked away, Feng Baisui asked Qi Mu: "Is he your primary school classmate?"

Qi Mu nodded, "And they're still at the same table."

Feng Baisui was just asking casually, but after thinking about it for a while, his face immediately became extremely ugly, "You have always been at the same table?"

"Yes, for six years."

"...haven't changed it?"

"No," Qi Mu wondered, "What's wrong?"

"... Your primary school deskmate, could it be the one who is going to marry you?"