Boss Shen's Funeral Shop

Shen Jing didn't understand what a girl meant, but besides the girl who had sunk into the river, only him and the kid were left.

"Brother, what's wrong with you?" The little ghost yelled not far behind Shen Jing, as if he was wondering why Shen Jing was standing by the river and couldn't understand.

"Huh? It's nothing, my brother is just curious about how she got back, and wants to take a closer look," Shen Jing turned his head, and walked to the side of the little ghost as if nothing had happened.

"Let's go in!" Shen Jing stretched out his hand to the kid, but he regretted it as soon as he stretched it out, because the kid was no longer the kid before.

"Okay," the kid didn't care what Shen Jing was thinking, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Shen Jing's hand firmly.

Shen Jing could only sneer, then dragged the kid to the door of the store, took out the key to open the door, and then dragged the kid in.

The afterglow of the street lamp outside came into the store, Shen Jing didn't know why, he always felt that there was a flash in front of him just now, but when he looked back, there was nothing.

Shen Jing turned on the lights in the store, then turned to the little ghost and said, "Go upstairs and wait, it's the room where you slept before, brother, go burn incense for grandpa."

With that said, Shen Jing also pointed to Grandpa Shen's urn.

The little ghost glanced over there, nodded obediently, then let go of Shen Jing, and then went upstairs naturally, without passing through the wall or flying up, which made Shen Jing feel like the little ghost was actually still human feeling.

Seeing the little ghost go upstairs, Shen Jing breathed a sigh of relief, then quickly walked to the front of Grandpa Shen's urn, reached out and lit the incense, and bowed three times before inserting the incense.

"Grandpa, you have to protect me!"

However, as soon as Shen Jing finished speaking, the stick of incense that had just been inserted broke immediately, and the burning end fell into the incense burner. After flickering on and off twice, it was completely extinguished.

Looking at the extinguished incense, Shen Jing felt a chill down his spine.

"Brother, since the incense has been burnt, let's go to sleep!" The little ghost's voice sounded on the stairs, Shen Jing turned his head and looked over, only to find that the little ghost who went up the stairs just now was standing at the corner of the stairs, The shadow of the stairs watched him.

"...Okay," Shen Jing still agreed, he looked at the broken piece of incense in the incense burner, then turned his head and went upstairs.

When he walked to the little ghost, Shen Jing felt a chill down his spine, and this chill had spread to his whole body along with the soles of his feet.

"Let's go! Brother," the kid stretched out his hand and grabbed Shen Jing's hand, then pulled Shen Jing up the stairs.

The lights in the corridor had been turned on, and Shen Jing followed behind the little ghost uncontrollably. He didn't feel that he was walking at all, but had a feeling that he couldn't control himself.

"It's really great," suddenly, the little ghost said such a sentence inexplicably.

"What?" Shen Jing asked, such a thoughtless remark really made him wonder where to pick it up.

"I've been to the house, but my mother can't see me at all, and neither can anyone else. I thought I was the only one left in the world!" To see me, to touch me, to be able to talk to me is just so nice."

What the little ghost said made Shen Jing feel like he was doing a shield dance. He looked at the hands held by the two of them. He seemed to be able to touch the little ghost. He could actually touch the ghost?why is that?Even if you can see ghosts, you can still touch them?This is so weird.

Moreover, the two children before were also ghosts, but those two passed directly through his body without bumping into each other at all, but the little ghost was able to touch him, why on earth?

"Okay, you go in and rest!" Seeing that he had reached the door of the master bedroom, Shen Jing took the initiative to speak.

"Brother, won't you sleep with me? I don't have any strange smells on me anymore," the kid seemed to be afraid that Shen Jing would not believe him, so he stretched out his hand to Shen Jingwen.

But it doesn't matter this time, he is already much taller than Shen Jing'ai, if he wants Shen Jing to smell his hands, he may be able to do it standing on the table, but his hands are stretched straight out, Shen Jing's before.

Shen Jing's complexion became a little pale, and he immediately threw out the idea that the kid was a ghost before, no normal person's hands can be as long as gods.

"No, you don't need to ask, brother knows that you don't have any smell now." Shen Jing stepped back a little, and said to the little ghost as calmly as possible: "You are an adult now, you can sleep in a room by yourself, go to sleep!"

"Hee hee," the kid retracted his hand and said innocently with a smile, "I knew that brother is not such a bad person as that person."

"That person?" Shen Jing paused when he heard the little ghost's words, and asked, "Who is that person?"

The kid's expression froze, he looked down at the ground, and said, "It's the teacher's husband, he is not a good person, he bullies me."

Shen Jing is speechless, he already knew what happened to the little ghost last time when the little ghost experienced what happened before his death, if Yang Xiaoyu was the one who did those things to the little ghost at that time, then he is really not a good person, calling him a scum Not too much.

"However," the kid raised his head, with an innocent smile on his face, and said, "He bullied me, so I bullied him too."

Shen Jing looked at the innocent smile on the kid's face, but he had clearly seen the kid's reddened eye sockets, what was accumulating in those eyes was not mist, but a layer of bright red blood that seemed to flow down at any time.

"He..." Shen Jing didn't know what to say, his palms were already soaked in cold sweat, and the sticky feeling was very bad.

"Damn him!" The kid directly interrupted Shen Jing's words, the expression on his face sank little by little, bright red blood flowed out from his eye sockets, and formed a little black trace after falling on the ground.

"However, I won't let him die, I'm not as bad as him, but I won't let him go, he beat me so badly, I can't breathe, my mother can't see me, and I can't Make him invisible to others! I'm going to hide it!"

As he said that, the kid's expression seemed to have hidden Yang Xiaoyu, and he laughed maniacally. The child's smile was full of innocence and tenderness, but the crying of the thirsty kid was full of love. The taste of despair, obviously still such a small child.

"You..." Shen Jing stretched out his hand to bite the kid's head.

"Wow!" The little ghost yelled at Shen Jing as soon as he opened his mouth. There was a tear at the corner of his mouth, and black blood flowed out from there instantly, soaking the little ghost's clothes.

"Brother, I'm in pain, my whole body hurts, the water is so cold, the smell is so bad, brother, Uncle Yang is bullying me, he stripped off my clothes..."

The little ghost was talking madly, his wide-open eyes seemed to burst through the sockets, and blood flowed out of his eye sockets, his livid face looked hideous and terrifying.

Shen Jing was so frightened that he could not speak, he hurriedly retreated, but behind him there was only a cold wall for him to rely on, and his strength seemed to have been drained from his body.

"Brother, do you want to bully me like Uncle Yang? Brother, can you come and stay with me? The little ghost is so cold and hurts. The little ghost wants to find his mother, but the mother can't see the little ghost anymore!"

The cry of the little ghost was like glass being scratched by a glass knife, and the whole shattered. The tooth-piercing sound made Shen Jing cover his ears, but it didn't have the slightest effect. Shen Jing even felt that , My ears are almost deaf.

"Brother, stay with me all the time! Stay with me all the time!" The kid's cold hands climbed onto Shen Jing's neck. The slippery feeling made Shen Jing look over, but he found that the kid was still as neat as a normal child just now.

The cracked skin, the stitched neck, and the rotten and disfigured face were clearly what the imp had looked like before.

The stench made Chen Jing nauseous, but the small hands around his neck were tightening hard, snatching away Shen Jing's breath. Shen Jing reached out and grabbed the brat's arm, but what he touched was broken skin, sticky The tactile sensation made Shen Jing unable to use any strength at all.

"Brother, if you come to accompany me, I won't be afraid of bad guys anymore. Brother is the best person in the world, so come and accompany me!"

There was no trace of innocence on the kid's face, he clenched his hands tightly, seeing that Shen Jing had started to roll his eyes, and his kicked legs began to become physical.

But at this moment, a strong wind suddenly came from the other end of the corridor, and a light brown thing stabbed fiercely on the kid's arm.

"Ah!" The little ghost let go of his hands suddenly as if he was being ignited, and looked at his arm, there was actually half a piece of incense sticking out.

The kid ruthlessly pulled out the stick of incense and threw it on the ground, and his impaled arm smelled like it had been burnt, and it smelled of burning.

"Mind your own business!" The kid stared at the leaking side, and Shen Jing also looked over, but didn't see anyone.

Even the little ghost didn't see it, one person and one ghost looked there, and they were both a little dazed, but at this time, it was obvious that the human sense of crisis won first, Shen Jing regained consciousness and glanced at the little ghost, and then said He stood up and ran towards the corridor.

"Brother!" The little ghost yelled, and immediately chased him out, stretching his hands forward vigorously, and was about to catch Shen Jing who ran out again.

"Shen Jing!"

But at this moment, a shout came from under the stairs, and then a figure rushed out.

Shen Jing looked up, and found that it was Huang Xinyan who appeared. He didn't know how much strength he used, but he jumped up from the stairs. Lao Gao flipped his hands, and two yellow talismans flew out of his hands.

"Ah!" As soon as the two yellow talismans touched the little ghost's hands, the little ghost yelled in horror, and then the whole ghost retreated, and even hid directly into the wall.

Huang Xinyan had already landed firmly, he reached out his hand to touch the wall, and then said harshly: "Let him run away."

Shen Jing stared at Huang Xinyan who suddenly appeared in a daze, reached out and touched his neck, wanted to say something but was directly interrupted by Huang Xinyan.

"I'll go after him," Huang Xinyan turned around and was about to go downstairs, but met Baili who had already walked up.

Huang Xinyan paused for a moment, and then ran out around Baili.

Baili looked at the two children's handprints on Shen Jing's neck, looked at Shen Jing and said without expression, "I said earlier, he is different."