Ghost of Rebirth

The news was locked, so this issue of suicide did not cause much reaction.It was the peak period of the final exams, and the students were all behind closed doors and devoted themselves to reviewing. The students who knew about it were probably only the girl who slept with the deceased and him, a passer-by who accidentally got the news.

The No.11 teaching building has been restored to use. There is a bronze statue of an outstanding scholar of the school at the door, and a monument of the same material stands next to it.Zhang Nanchen first thought that the monument was engraved with the life of the scholar, but after a closer look, he found that it was a commemorative text of the reconstruction of the teaching building, which was inscribed at the beginning of this year.

It is now past three o'clock in the afternoon, and most of the classrooms in the teaching building are used for exams. Entering the building through the gate, the corridor is quiet, and even the security guards did not see a single one.

This teaching building adopts a well-shaped structure. Entering from the gate on the first floor, you can see the corridors connecting four directions.There is a side door at the corner of the corridor, through which you can bypass the back of the teaching building.Because there are mountains in the front and back, the teaching building has been expanded, and the front door has been widened. The other three sides of the teaching building are almost close to the mountain, leaving only a space about one meter wide.

Zhang Nanchen climbed the stairs while admiring the brand-new decoration of Teaching Eleven.After the refurbishment of Teaching Eleven, it has been repaired to the eighth floor. Half of the roof is open and half is sealed, and the sealed half is made into a sun room, which is very beautiful.The place where he fell yesterday was on the zenith of the glass sun room.

He climbed to the eighth floor and walked around the roof. Zhang Nanchen found that the one-meter-wide gap between Jiaoxi and the mountain was planted with bamboo, and he couldn't help but curled his lips and said: "I only know arty, no wonder this place is so dark." Heavy."

According to the memory of yesterday, he quickly climbed to the top of the sun room through a narrow staircase.Under the feet is completely transparent tempered glass, and the off-white ground under the glass can still be seen.

It is too irresponsible that there are no protective measures.

After Zhang Nanchen went up, he found that the roof of the sun room was bare, without any fence or similar protective devices.In other words, it is easy for anyone to jump off a building, no wonder Fatty gave Nan Chen such a bad idea of ​​"jumping off a building".

Walking to the edge of the glass zenith that he grabbed yesterday, Zhang Nanchen only glanced down, and found that the pool of blood seen in the morning was right below.He took a few steps back after seeing it, careful not to get too close, for fear that his feet would slip and fall again, and no one could save him this time.

Today's weather is very good, the bright sun shines directly on the glass ceiling, Zhang Nanchen can only feel the golden light in front of his eyes, and the light hurts his eyes so much that they start to swell.Standing straight and looking far away, there is a breeze blowing on the face, and there is a lush mountain forest in the distance, which is urged by the mountain wind to form layers of tree waves.The dark green waves rushed toward Zhang Nanchen, who was standing alone on the highest point of Jiaoyi, like a rising tide. Layers upon layers, the beauty was overwhelming, and the regular sound of waves made people fascinated.

The scenery in front of him was so beautiful that Zhang Nanchen almost didn't want to leave. He felt that the green ocean almost enveloped him. He had never felt so relaxed and peaceful.

The sound of the waves made by the leaves beating each other became louder and louder, filling up the space around him, and there was also the faint voice of a girl speaking softly.

"Come on... come here..."

Maybe it was because the wind was too loud. Zhang Nanchen couldn't hear what the girl's voice was saying. He felt that the voice was in front of him, so he couldn't help but took a small step forward, trying to hear it more clearly.

"Come on... come on..."

The voice was a little louder, and the original clear voice actually revealed a bit of temptation, as if it came from the most beautiful place that Zhang Nanchen had never seen before.

Zhang Nanchen unconsciously took another step forward. At the same time, his feet suddenly slipped and he rushed forward.

As the body tilted, the glare of the sun hit his eyes directly, Zhang Nanchen felt his eyes blur, and his sanity immediately returned to his place, and half of his feet were already in the air.

Horrified in his heart, he quickly stopped and fell backward desperately, and finally managed to fall to the ground without sliding down the glass ceiling.

Although Zhang Nanchen had seen a lot of things in the world, he couldn't help breaking out in cold sweat and his face turned pale at this time. He sat on the spot for a while, then turned around in silence and left, not thinking about the scenery that he had just admired so much.

This teaching building is really weird.

The author has something to say: There are a lot of updates today~~~ Well, if you have any comments, remember to point them out~~

☆, campus ghost ([-])

On the way back to the dormitory, Zhang Nanchen still had lingering fears. He hesitated after much deliberation, and then turned a corner and went straight outside the school.

He still remembered that there was an ancient alley next to the school, and there was an ancient coffin shop in the alley.Because of the different times, the coffin shop has long stopped selling coffins, and instead sells funeral supplies such as incense, candles, money paper, and shrouds for portraits and shrouds.

Looking through the memories of many years ago, Zhang Nanchen found the unnamed coffin shop in the depths of this alley called Renshou Lane.

There was only one very old man guarding the coffin shop. Zhang Nanchen saw the old man lying on the rocking chair and dozing with his eyes closed. He lowered his voice and wanted to speak. Eye.

"Master is here, it's still the old rules." Before he could speak, the old man stood up tremblingly from the rocking chair, then went straight into the shop, took out a small bronze mirror and a bunch of incense sticks, and handed them to Zhang Nanchen.

And these two things are exactly what Zhang Nanchen wants to buy.

How does this old man know what he wants to buy?

Taking the bronze mirror and incense stick in great surprise, Zhang Nanchen still didn't express the question in his heart, but asked softly, "How much?"

The old man waved his hands without raising his eyelids, as if chasing someone away.

Zhang Nanchen had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the things. When he turned and walked back, he always felt that there was a pair of eyes looking at him behind him.

Back in the dormitory, Qian Sier had disappeared, and he must have gone to the Internet cafe to play games again.

Zhang Nanchen put away the things he just got, and decided to put this matter aside for the time being, and find a job first to avoid starvation after graduation.

Zhang Nanchen plunged into the boundless ocean of job search websites wholeheartedly, throwing resumes frantically in order to get a few interview opportunities.He was sweating profusely in front of his laptop. After submitting his resume, he searched Nanchen's computer thoroughly. Except for a large number of TXT documents and videos of unknown content, he found nothing interesting.

"What, the computer configuration is too bad..." Zhang Nanchen opened a web game, found that the buffer interface was stuttering, and immediately started to jump the screen, and turned it off unbearably. He decided to save money and buy a game after finding a job. point computer.

He had checked Nanchen's wallet and documents before, only an ICBC bank card and a secret security card, and it was obvious that he had opened online banking.In line with the principle of three opportunities a day, Zhang Nanchen logged into the ICBC Internet Banking as a matter of course, and tried the simple password twice, the last six digits of the ID card.There are several thousand yuan left in the balance, and there is no problem in maintaining food and clothing for a few months.

After closing the web game, Zhang Nanchen opened several rental websites, looked at the current housing prices and rental prices, and in the end he could only sigh and post a post asking for a co-rent.

After doing this, he was really bored, so he clicked on QQ and saved the password as expected.

Just after logging in and going online, the little penguin started to jump wildly. Zhang Nanchen clicked out one by one. There were more than 20 messages, all sent by different people.

Just after closing the dense windows, another QQ message popped up.

Crazy Claw: In the south of the water, come out for me, why didn't you update yesterday, why did you go!

South of the Water:  …

Crazy Paws: There you are! ! !Hurry up and update me! ! !

South of the Water:  ………

Crazy Claw: Speak, speak to me, if you don't speak again, I will kill you at your school! ! !

South of the Water: What's New

Crazy Claws: Your new pit, I'll go, why did you go, you stopped just after pushing hard, it's not that the chrysanthemum is itchy again, I want you to poke it for you! ! !

South of the Water: ……………

Zhang Nanchen looked at "Crazy Claw" who was still frantically swiping the screen speechlessly, and moved the mouse to the close button.

No wonder Nanchen still has thousands of dollars left in his bank card. It turns out that this kid writes web articles part-time, and he is self-reliant and hardworking, which is worthy of praise.However, Zhang Nanchen's labor cannot be sold so cheaply.

Otherwise, don't rush to find a job. It is not impossible to write a few programs to earn a little money while the dormitory can still live for a month or two.

He rubbed his chin and was about to close QQ when another large paragraph of text popped up in the chat window.

Crazy Claw: That's right, that's right, your bonus was sent out yesterday, and it hit your tuba, remember to take it out!

In the South of the Water: Which is my tuba

The frantically scrolling chat box suddenly fell silent, and the next second, the cell phone at hand rang.

Zhang Nanchen picked it up: "Hello, how are you?"

"Nannan, have your account been hacked?"

The female voice from the receiver was so gentle that water dripped out, and Zhang Nanchen's bones were almost shattered.

"No, it's me." Zhang Nanchen typed out the words "it's me" on the keyboard with his empty hand.

"What happened to you, you even forgot the tuba?"

It seems that Nanchen's editor is still responsible, but the difference between this voice and her words is too big.

Zhang Nanchen repeatedly explained that he hit his head in an accident, was sent to the hospital yesterday and only came back today. He was still in a daze, so he stopped for a day.

The editor with a sweet voice finally believed him, held a knife in his hands and "caressed" him for a while on QQ, and finally sent him the account password, and warned that even though he had a concussion, he couldn't stop updating, so hurry up and save him. The manuscript was completed, and then the harassment stopped aggressively.

Zhang Nanchen found the legendary website, and after logging in, he found that there was a reminder to receive the author's benefits. After entering the background, he saw that there were more than 1 yuan.

He hesitated for a moment, thinking that it was all right anyway, and sneaked to Nan Chen's column to take a look. There was a long list of "Completed", and there was only one "Serialization".Click on the page of the article, and sure enough, as Crazy Claws said, the readers following the article are already going crazy, half of them are slapstick and rolling, and half of them are cute, and the rewards received are skyrocketing.

It seems that this labor is not particularly cheap.Zhang Nanchen looked at the pile of reader IDs under the article with pity, but unfortunately, he couldn't write such a thing, so he could only abandon you mercilessly.

That's right, he was planning to disappear mysteriously.

Turning off the computer, standing up and stretching, I heard the sound of a key in the lock, Zhang Nanchen walked over and pulled the door open, startling Qian Sier who was opening the door.

"Oh, I'll go, don't scare buddies, Fourth Master was scared yesterday." He patted his chest and was still in shock, "Nan Chen, have you eaten yet?"

"No." After he reminded Zhang Nanchen to glance at his watch, it was already seven o'clock in the evening.

"Oh, just right, I just came up to call you." Qian Sier smiled and hugged his neck, "Senior Brother Ji invited us two brothers to dinner today, saying that we are about to graduate, so we will eat less."

"Eat and drink for nothing." Zhang Nanchen's little heart couldn't help throbbing when he heard the word Ji Ying.

His company, his sports car, and his money all belong to that little white-eyed wolf!

============================== "The dividing line of the small theater "================ =============

[Questionnaire survey about replacing Bingshan Gong]

Reporter A: (Interview with Zhang Nanchen) Xiao Nanzi, what do you think about the suggestion made by some readers to replace the indifference attack?

Zhang Nanchen: (Think seriously) Well, actually, I agree with the statement that the characters in an author's works should be more diverse. If all the characters are always indifferent, it is indeed easy to cause readers' burnout.

Ji Ying: It's not that I don't have a passionate side.

Zhang Nanchen: (Looking at him with question marks all over his face)...?

Ji Ying: (blowing her nails leisurely) On the bed.

Zhang Nanchen: ...

Reporter A: (Interview with Long Ma) Long Ma, what do you think about the suggestion made by some readers to replace the indifference attack?

Long Ma: This... Actually, it's not that I haven't thought about it, it's just...

(The camera cuts to Ji Ying in the background)

Ji Ying was leaning coolly on the recliner and using spells to direct two expensive dressing tables to fly into the air and collide with each other, and the ground was already a mess

Ji Ying: If you don't understand the pain in my heart when I look at Nan Chen and other men, I'll let you understand in another way...

(The camera cuts back to Long Ma)

Long Ma: (sighs) Look, that's it...

Reporter A: (Interviewing Monster B) Monster B, what do you think about the suggestion of replacing the indifference attack put forward by some readers this time?

Monster B: (eyes flushed with excitement) Really! ! !Has any reader really put forward such a beautiful and humane suggestion! ! !

Ji Ying: (Idlely takes out the calling bell from his pocket and plays with it on his fingertips)

Monster B: (immediately bursting into tears) How can you replace the handsome, suave and stylish Mr. Zonggong! ! !It's so jarring! ! !

Reporter A continued to prepare to interview the next passerby, but the camera was instantly blocked by Ji Yingying's figure.

Reporter A: (Shocked) Ji Ji Ji Ji Ji... Ying!

Ji Ying: (Leaning against the wall) I heard that you like to interview about replacing me recently?

Reporter A: ... (Master Jiying's aura is so scary!!!)

Ji Ying: Why do you think I am not worthy of being the leading role or Nan Chen?

Reporter A: ... (What should I do if I feel that the surrounding temperature is getting lower and lower and swollen!!!)

Ji Ying: But since you care about me so much, I'll give you a gift in return.

(Get out of the way sideways, a big zombie jumps out from behind and jumps towards reporter A)

Reporter A: Ahhhhhh! ! !

(Running and running away with the camera in hand, the zombies are bouncing and chasing all the way behind)

Reporter A: I was wrong, Master Jiying! ! !You are the most handsome protagonist in history, okay? ! !

The author has something to say: Brain fill a small theater:

Because the first male lead was suspected to have facial paralysis, the onlookers expressed strong dissatisfaction and demanded a replacement.

All the monsters (excited crowd + gearing up): support him with both hands and feet!

Monster A: Raise your tail and demand to replace him!

Monster B: Waving his paw and asking to replace him!

Monster C: Spit bubbles and demand to replace him!

Long Ma (trotting to the stage with the microphone): Everyone, don't get excited!I know all of your requests. In fact, there is another male third, who is unparalleled in beauty, gentleness and consideration, and is a good match.

Ji Ying (with paralyzed face and drawing Yanhua sword): Does anyone think that I am not good enough for my junior uncle?

Long Ma (climbing back from a distance): In fact, you are arrogant and sullen, okay! [Turning head] What about the people who asked for a replacement just now? !

All the monsters (with one voice): Deserving of it!

Dragon Mama: ...

Zhang Nanchen: ...

Ji Ying (still paralyzed): Very good.

☆、11 Campus Ghost ([-])

Having said that, he still packed up his things and went out with the fat man. Before leaving, he looked in the mirror again and again, and he couldn't tell what kind of psychology it was.

After leaving the dormitory, the fat man said that Ji Ying would be staying at a hotel near University A and asked Zhang Nanchen to wait, and Ji Ying would come in to pick them up.

"There are so many things wrong." Zhang Nanchen could only stand still at the bottom of the dormitory, watching the fat man stare at the end of the driveway like a watchman.

After waiting for a few minutes, Ji Ying came driving the red cheetah. Zhang Nanchen looked at the passenger seat for a long time, but was dragged by the fat man to sit in the back seat.

"Don't look, Senior Brother Ji won't sit for others." Qian Sier leaned close to his ear and said in the smallest voice.

"..." Zhang Nanchen had nothing to say when he heard the words, and glanced at Ji Ying in front of him.

Ji Ying happened to be watching him from the rearview mirror, and the two of them looked at each other, neither of them took the initiative to withdraw. In the end, Ji Ying turned his eyes away because he had to look at the road while driving.

Brat, you're a little too young to fight with me.

Zhang Nanchen was a little excited to win the first battle.He and Ji Ying often play like this. Ji Ying doesn't like to look at living things like birds and fish when practicing eyesight, but prefers to look at people, especially Zhang Nanchen.Since I was a child, I loved to stare at people with those cold star-like eyes, and I still do this when I grow up. I have to hold Zhang Nanchen to practice kung fu every day. Later, Zhang Nanchen made fun of him. If I want to practice kung fu, I find a girlfriend and stare at him 24 hours a day. It doesn't matter.

At that time, Ji Ying's reaction was to sneer, saying that she didn't want a girlfriend but only a junior uncle.

When he said that, no one expected that Ji Ying would end up falling out with Zhang Nanchen for a man.

The group of three arrived at the reserved hotel very quickly. At this moment, Qian Sier was more like the host than Ji Ying.When he was seated, Ji Ying handed him the menu naturally. Although he didn't speak, his actions had already expressed his attitude of letting the poor student duo order casually.

If you don't eat your own money, you don't eat it for nothing.With this in mind, Zhang Nanchen snatched the menu from the fat man's hand, and unceremoniously picked the most expensive item.

The fat man had never seen Nan Chen so bold, his eyes almost popped out.

Still expressionless, Ji Ying took a sip of tea, glanced at Zhang Nanchen and then looked away, apparently not focusing on the meal.

The young waitress waited for them to order and then asked if they wanted drinks. Zhang Nanchen immediately waved her hand and asked her to bring him a bottle of apple cider vinegar, then turned to ask the fat man.

In the end, only Ji Ying remained silent, and the waiter walked up to him and handed over the drink list.

"He doesn't drink, so you can just give him a pot of tea." Probably because serving this little ancestor for a long time has become a habit, Zhang Nanchen made his own decision to help Ji Ying without waiting for the waiter to stand still, and almost uttered the words Bite off your own tongue.

Qian Sier immediately turned his head sharply, looking at Zhang Nanchen for a while, and Ji Ying for a while, with interrogative sentences written naked in his two small eyes: When did you two get married?

"Ahem, I heard Li Xin said it." Zhang Nanchen hurriedly smiled to cover it up.

The fat man didn't speak again, but his expression clearly showed the three words of disbelief, with a look of suspicion.

"Give me a pot of Pu'er." At this moment, Ji Ying suddenly spoke, and his clear voice, like gold and jade hitting each other, filled the entire box.

"The weather is hot, let's drink some green tea." Zhang Nanchen said again without thinking, and then slammed his head directly on the solid wood round table in frustration.

Let your mouth be fast, let your mouth be fast!

"Change to Tieguanyin." Ji Ying remained expressionless, as if she didn't notice anything wrong, and after saying this, she lowered her eyes as if she was in a trance, wondering what she was thinking.

This time, Qian Sier acted as if he had grasped something, and winked at Zhang Nanchen.

Zhang Nanchen raised the cup to his face as if he didn't see it.

The atmosphere in the box became inexplicably awkward. Ji Ying was a dull gourd who couldn't say a word for a day, Qian Sier just realized that he didn't want to talk, and Zhang Nanchen was extremely annoyed, thinking whether he should just tell the whole story and go back to enjoy the rich good life.

In fact, from the very beginning, he thought about whether to tell Ji Ying the truth directly, but he still couldn't make up his mind.

Although as a practitioner, Ji Ying should be able to accept the resurrection of the dead body after death, but it is still a bit more difficult for him to accept that the soul travels through time and space.Besides, it was too difficult for him to explain the cause of his death to Jiying.Ji Ying was a good boy, and what he did in the end really made him furious, but Zhang Nanchen still couldn't let him bear the heavy burden of his loved ones dying for him.Besides, whether Ji Ying knew that she had died once was still a problem. Zhang Nanchen couldn't tell the whole story now, and had to wait for a suitable time.

These problems are secondary. The key is that if Nan Chen, the real owner of this body, still has a chance to come back to life, it means that Zhang Nanchen, a dead person, must continue to walk the unfinished ghost road leading to the underworld. .It would be too cruel for Ji Ying to watch him die again.

In such a dignified atmosphere, the dishes they ordered were served one by one. After the fat man started eating, he didn't have time to be a detective anymore. He ate a lot of meat and drank a lot of wine, so he was happy.

Zhang Nanchen watched Ji Ying while accompanying him, and found that the boy barely moved his chopsticks and even drank less tea, but his eyes were focused on himself and Qian Sier, as if he was looking at someone else through them.

Could it be that he was thinking about the dead Li Xin?

As soon as this idea popped up, Zhang Nanchen's mood, which had been raised a little, went down again.

Ji's family members are all infatuated, if Ji Ying doesn't talk about feelings because of a dead person, how can he be worthy of his master and senior brother?

Time flies, times have changed, and there are very few families like Ji's in modern society. If they are really cut off in this generation, it will be Zhang Nanchen's fault.

Feeling self-reproach and anger in his heart, Zhang Nanchen clenched his fists, his nails dug into his flesh, and managed to control himself not to think about the past.

Chancelle was unaware of his strangeness, this guy who had a poor drinker but didn't realize it had already drunk too much.

After a meal, the three of them parted ways at the entrance of the hotel. Fatty didn't know which sensitive nerve was touched, but he dragged Nan Chen with one hand and grabbed Ji Ying with the other, and said in a crying voice, "Dude, I really don't want to graduate, buddy!" I don't want to be separated from you, Nanchen, good brother!"

As he spoke, he pressed Zhang Nanchen to his chest, wrapped his fleshy arms around his neck, and gave him a firm bear hug.

After hugging Zhang Nanchen, the fat man turned around to hug Ji Ying again: "Senior Brother Ji, Fourth Master really admires you, buddy, I will be like you in the future, I only like one in my life, beauty!"

Ji Ying didn't push away Qian Sier, who was full of alcohol and talking nonsense, but frowned slightly, and said, "You misunderstood."

His voice was not loud, but it was loud, and it was clearly transmitted to the ears of the three people present.

Zhang Nanchen's heart skipped a beat, and the memory of that night came back to his mind, and his face flushed involuntarily.What kind of misunderstanding, if you don't like Li Xin, how could you mistake yourself for him, and even do the perverse thing all night.Thinking about it this way, he felt his butt began to ache again, so he stretched out his hand and rubbed it twice.

Qian Sier didn't care what Ji Ying said at all, he only cared about drinking like crazy, and pulled Ji Yingla to say that he was a good man, and if there was someone who liked him in the future, he shouldn't hang himself on Li Xin's side. On a tree, and so on, Zhang Nanchen rolled his eyes.

At the end, the fat guy pointedly pulled Zhang Nanchen in front of Jiying and said, "Our Nanchen is pretty good, we know the basics, and we are good-looking, even better than the girls in our class."

Zhang Nanchen instantly got goosebumps all over his body, hurriedly broke his hands away, shook them vigorously as if he was afraid of contracting the virus, and gave Ji Ying a guilty look.

Ji Ying's expression was normal, she took Qian Sier off her body and said to Zhang Nanchen: "He may be drunk, please take care of him."

"Who else is it if it's not me." Although Zhang Nanchen complained, he dragged Qian Sier into Ji Ying's car resignedly.

When the car drove to the downstairs of the dormitory, Qian Sier hugged the car door and refused to let go, and shouted at Ji Ying: "Senior Brother Ji, let's get together again if we have a chance! Fourth Master is the host!"

Zhang Nanchen dragged him out of the car with black lines all over his face, and said goodbye to Ji Ying's expressionless face.

"Goodbye."

He took the fat man for a few steps, and suddenly heard Ji Ying's voice behind him. He turned around in surprise, only to see this man seriously nodded to him before starting the car and leaving.

Zhang Nanchen didn't think much about it, the weight on his body was already making him vomit blood.

After finally moving this fat man back to the dormitory, Zhang Nanchen drove him to the upper bunk as usual, went to the water room to take a shower, and returned to the dormitory refreshed, took out the bronze mirror and incense sticks he bought in the afternoon, and packed them from the hotel He came back with two boxes of food and a can of beer, and stood by the window sill.

"This time, there are all chicken, duck, fish and meat, as well as wine. Come back obediently. I'll ask you a few questions. Be obedient."

Zhang Nanchen placed the bronze mirror in the corner where the curtains were raised yesterday, put away the food and wine, lit a stick of incense and held it in his hand.

The author has something to say:

☆, 12 in the south of the water ([-])

The light in the dormitory was off, the door was closed tightly, but the window was open, and the curtains blocked the window like last night, so the outside scene could not be seen.It also blocked the lights from the opposite dormitory building.Except for Qian Sier's drunken words from time to time, there was no sound in the whole room, and there was no trace of light, only a little red fire light the size of a grain of rice on the top of the incense stick.

Zhang Nanchen pinched a rice ball and placed it in front of the bronze mirror, inserted the incense stick into the rice ball, and squatted halfway.After silently reciting a few incantations, he quietly waited for the return of the ghost he wanted to summon, Nan Chen's ghost.

He actually didn't want to deal with the dead Nan Chen.According to common sense, after Nan Chen died, he should be taken to the Guilu Inn by the ghost messenger, and after the first seven days, he would go to the underworld to judge the good and evil in his life, or be reincarnated, or enter the other five realms, and go to reincarnation.Last night's ghost pressing on the bed can also be understood as the ghost has not yet arrived, and Nan Chen is a new death, so it is inevitable to miss the world.But today when he went to the place where the accident happened yesterday, he was almost lured by resentment and fell down the building. It seems that Nan Chen died unjustly, and Zhang Mengmeng, who died in Jiaoyi this morning, had a very suspicious cause of death.

If he died unjustly, it is very likely that his lifespan will not be exhausted. As long as his body is not damaged, and he can tell Lord Yama what happened, it is not impossible to revive his soul.But in this way, he, Li Daitao's stiff and worthy of death, should follow the ghost to the underworld to judge the merits and demerits of his previous life and reincarnate.Walking the road of Huangquan, crossing the Wangchuan River, drinking Mengpo soup, crossing the Naihe Bridge, and have nothing to do with the various ties between Yang and Yang.

Naturally, people and ghosts go their separate ways with Ji Ying, and there is no possibility of seeing each other again.

Thinking of this, Zhang Nanchen felt a pain in his heart.Although Ji Ying has both parents and was born in a family, but his relatives have always been weak, and he lost his father at a young age. He has been dependent on him for so many years, and his relationship is much deeper than that of ordinary uncles and nephews.He concealed the truth and went to death, although it was for his own good, but he didn't know how Jiying felt when he lost his last relative in the world.

The more he thought about it, the more he regretted it. Zhang Nanchen even felt that he should not have rejected Ji Ying and Li Xin so decisively at the beginning. It is good to leave a good memory between them.Fortunately, he should still have a period of time. Even if he can't tell the truth, he can still take care of him and treat him as well as possible.

Shaking his head, suppressing these unwanted thoughts, Zhang Nanchen turned his attention to the matter in front of him.Although he was naturally dull in the practice of this method, no matter how hard he worked, he would not gain much, and he was far less talented than Ji's bloodline, but he was still able to do such small things as summoning souls and asking ghosts.He occupied Nan Chen's body again, and did something for him, so that he could be reincarnated smoothly.

After a third of the incense stick had been burned, the curtains that had been motionless did not move a little.The bottom corner is slightly rolled up, as if something is hiding behind and peeping.

"Nanchen, don't be afraid, come out." Zhang Nanchen couldn't help smiling as he looked at the fragrant head that suddenly lit up.

He opened a can of beer and sprinkled a little on the ground, but he didn't hear the sound of the liquid splashing down. At the same time, the bright spots on the stick began to drop rapidly, obviously intensifying the combustion.

When the incense stick was completely burnt out, only a few sparks were left, and the curtains were blown away by the sudden strong evening wind.Zhang Nanchen stared at the window without blinking, watching the curtains that fluttered a few times in the air fall back to the original place, and a very blurry white shadow stood quietly by the window, but did not move.

"Can you talk?" Zhang Nanchen asked when he saw him come out.

The white shadow was still motionless, completely unresponsive, and there was only half of the stick left on the rice ball, but the bamboo stick with a faint spark shook slowly.

The new ghosts who have not passed the first seven years have no morals, and there are very few who can communicate with strangers without barriers. It seems that Nan Chen is one of them. Yesterday's ghost press and the fat man's encounter with ghosts have already wiped out what little power he has left. Exhausted, now I can no longer make any small moves like yesterday.

Zhang Nanchen clicked on the lighter with a "snap", lit a stick and stuck it on top of the rice ball, and the white shadow immediately pounced on it, leaned next to the stick and sniffed it vigorously.

Playing riddles like this is not a solution. Zhang Nanchen thought for a few seconds and moved Nanchen's laptop to the window sill. After turning it on, he pointed to the computer and said, "Move your paws, I will ask you to answer, delicious food is indispensable."

The computer screen lit up quickly, and the white shadow clicked on QQ very cooperatively, opened an empty QQ group, and typed a few words at a very fast speed.

South of the Water: What You Ask

In just a few tens of seconds, the stick of incense that had just been replaced was burned out again. The white shadow turned around pitifully and floated to Zhang Nanchen's side. His upper body swayed left and right a few times, as if he was asking for it. new offerings.

"I'm so hungry." Zhang Nanchen lit another incense stick.

As soon as the words fell, the white shadow could not wait to jump in front of the bronze mirror, and at the same time, the QQ chat box at the bottom of the computer screen flashed twice.

In the south of the water: I haven't eaten since the night before, I'm so hungry T^T

"Be careful not to leave the reflection range of the bronze mirror." Zhang Nanchen simply moved a stool and sat down, "Tell me how you died."

In the south of the water: I don't know, it was good on the rooftop, but the fourth master went downstairs to call the teacher, I blew a little cold wind on it, and then fell downstairs

"Cold wind blowing?" Zhang Nanchen recalled his experience in the glass zenith in the afternoon, and asked again in a flash of inspiration: "Did you hear a woman's voice? It probably said 'come' or something."

South of the Water: Girls?No, I'm the only one on the rooftop.I only remember that the wind became stronger and it was a bit cold at the end, and I don’t remember everything after that

What a fool, I don't remember anything, wasting three good incense sticks in vain.

Zhang Nanchen helplessly wanted him to leave, but Bai Yingying lay on his lap directly, and a white grimace without facial features was so close that even Zhang Nanchen could feel the hairs all over his body when he saw it.

In the south of the water: I'm so hungry, can you give me more food?

Speechlessly, he lit another stick of incense and inserted it. Zhang Nanchen asked, "Have you ever seen a ghost messenger? When will they take you on the road?"

In the south of the water: what is the ghost?Have not heard

"Then where did you live yesterday?" Zhang Nanchen looked at the starving ghost who was busy enjoying offerings, and really didn't have the energy to educate him.

In the south of the water: I live on the mountain. I was alone yesterday, but a junior sister came this morning. She said she was from the outer courtyard. Just now you called me, and I called her to come with me, but she didn’t dare

You don't have much guts, okay? Yesterday you only had a glass of water and you didn't run away. If it weren't for the delicious food, you probably wouldn't dare to come today.

Zhang Nanchen was slandering, when he suddenly thought of something, he asked eagerly, "What's the name of that junior sister, is she Zhang Mengmeng? On the mountain where do you live?"

In the south of the water: it is the mountain in front of Jiaoshi Eleven. I didn’t know there was a small villa on the mountain before. I went there after I fell down the stairs yesterday. I couldn’t get out during the day.

In the South of the Water: She didn't even say her name, she just cried

Zhang Nanchen was about to continue asking, when he suddenly heard Qian Sier, who was on the upper bunk in the dormitory, turn over heavily and shouted "Nanchen", followed by the sound of the iron frame bed creaking and almost being shaken apart.

In the south of the water: Is fourth master waking up, Brother Zhang, I didn't mean to scare him yesterday T^T

The non-stop flashing QQ chat window drew Zhang Nanchen's attention back, and he couldn't help being a little surprised when he saw the line of words typed in Shuizhinan.

"You know who I am?" he wondered.

In the South of the Water: I know a little bit, Brother Ji mentioned it

Zhang Nanchen was about to chase