Guiding Spirit [Part 1]

In the middle of the night, there was a biting cold wind blowing on the street. Xiao Wenke stood in front of a bus stop. There was no one around him. The road was so empty that no cars passed by.

After waiting for a long time, an old bus came slowly from a distance.

The outer wall of the car has? The color has peeled off in many places, and the headlights are not? The inside of the car is very dim. When Xiao Wenke got in the car, he found that it was full of people. Is there a vacant seat? He looked at those. People feel an indescribable sense of familiarity.

There is no seat, but there is still a lot of space in the carriage. He walked to the middle? Walked? Finally, he stood leaning against a pillar at the door.

The car starts and moves forward with a sway? This kind of swing often makes people feel that it will fall apart in the next second.

I don't know how long they have been away, the scenery outside has become blurred, and the lights are dimmed. They seem to be abandoned hundreds of years ago, unknown to outsiders.

Xiao Wenke didn't know where to go, he acted like a marionette, didn't he? No thoughts? Feelings were just somewhere in the dark. There was a voice controlling him and letting him get into this car.He looked around. Every passenger in the car was sitting upright and not looking sideways. Their faces were very white. Are they so white? In anger, Xiao Wenke looked at the window glass again? He found that his face was also very white. Too white? Popularity.

After a long, long time, the sky has been dark at all. I mean, there are no street lights outside the car window? It's pitch black.

"get off."

Xiao Wenke was a little drowsy and sobered up a lot in an instant. He looked around and found that the car had stopped at some point, and the door was wide open. It was strange that there was only him in the car now. , even the middle-aged man who drove the car was gone.

He got out of the car, it was very dark outside, but not far away was a thin man standing, holding a lamp in his right hand as if he was waiting for someone.

Xiao Wenke knew that he was waiting for him.

"Jiangmu."

Jiang Mu nodded slightly at him, and Xiao Wenke noticed that he was holding a piece of yellowed letterhead in his left hand, something he had seen before on the island.

"Xiao Wenke, it's time to get on the road."

Old people often talk about life and death? Reincarnation. After death, there will be "black and white impermanence" to greet him. Xiao Wenke turned his head and looked away. After the two walked for a long way, he laughed at himself: "I thought that people like me would definitely go to hell, no? There was a chance to reincarnate, but I didn't expect there to be another one in the end? You send me?" .”

"Every place has a law that operates. When you get there, someone will judge. I'm only responsible for guiding the spirit and don't care about others."

"So, you're not going to die either, are you?"

Jiang Mu said nothing while holding the lamp.

"Did Mengmeng leave like this? She..."

"Yes? You and Shen Long were wrong about something."

"what?"

"Zhao Mengmeng likes you, but she doesn't? Fiance, everything is because of your overthinking."

These words seemed to be a blow to the head, Xiao Wenke was stunned, his face changed rapidly, and after walking for a long time, the two came to a gate.

It was a huge door, the whole body was pitch black, and it was slowly opening.

"The place is here, should you walk the road below?"

Xiao Wenke looked inside the gate, and then turned his head to look at Jiang Mu who was carrying the lamp. The other party was standing like this. Suddenly he wanted to know how many undeads he was watching with his gentle eyes here. But he didn't ask anything, just walked in the door.

Jiang Mu was about to turn around and go back when he stepped in, but he didn't expect that a word that could be called a sigh came from the door just as he moved.

"I don't actually have a brother."

He looked over, and there was nothingness inside the door.

Years later.

In the evening, a gloomy old house in a certain mountain.

Outside the house was ruined walls, broken walls and roof tiles, and the drizzle in the air seeped water drop by drop along the dilapidated roof.In the corner? Bold mice jumping back and forth close to the corner, the scene is bleak no matter how you look at it.

The light in the old house is very dark. On the table in the back room is an oil lamp that has existed for an unknown number of years. It is barely illuminating the room with a faint light.

Near the light is an old wooden recliner, which looks very fragile, and there is a smell of rotten wood all around. Everything looks dilapidated, but now there are two people lying on it.

It was a man with short black hair? Slightly longer than ordinary people, very thin. He looked like he was in his early twenties? His skin was pale and there was no blood between his lips.With his eyes closed, he rested one hand on the armrest of the recliner? Tapping his index finger very slowly, the other hand rested quietly on his abdomen, as if he was thinking about something.Looking down, I saw that the other party was wearing a black robe, the workmanship was simple and simple, and there was a circle of dark characters embroidered on the hem of the clothes, and I couldn't understand what it meant.

It was drizzling outside, and the wind was blowing the dilapidated doors and windows. Did his feet in black boots tap the ground lightly, and the recliner slowly shook "squeak" and "squeak" to cater to the sounds outside. , seems very comfortable.

Not far from him, it was also a place where the rain seeped through a leaky roof. There was a person who was emitting black air on his stomach. He couldn't tell if he was a man or a woman. His hair was disheveled and he was wearing an iron chain.

It writhed in pain, and let out a few strange roars from time to time, but also couldn't tell what kind of animal it was.

After about half an hour, it suddenly struggled vigorously, and the iron chain was rattled by its movements, as if it would break through the bondage in the next second.

"Isn't it good for you to get rid of your grievances earlier? No harm."

The person speaking was on the recliner? That person, his voice was the same as his appearance? He was cold, but his words were soft, even gentle.

"Roar" "Roar"

He responded with two strange screams, which sounded particularly fierce. Looking carefully, the man's disheveled hair was covered with a pair of red eyes glaring, and his fangs were slightly exposed, emitting black air.

The man ignored the other party's howling and the same? He also ignored the other party's threats. Cool winds blew in from the broken window, mixed with the chill of autumn rain. He looked at the pale face outside the window? No? Any expression.

Hearing this after a while, the man said slowly to himself: "The guards of the reincarnation passage are not kind, they are not human beings, they don't have the seven emotions and six desires, and they don't have the heart of pity. It looks like a vicious ghost grinning with anger? Sure? I will send you into hell layer by layer and chop you up several times."

"When your grievances dissipate, and your wisdom is tortured, you will bear the sins on your body, and you will be reduced to a beast in your next life, or even worse."

The man paused and glanced at the evil ghost on the ground and said indifferently: "Is it worth it?"

After he finished speaking, the room fell silent, except for the wind and rain outside, there was no other sound, not even the howling of the evil spirit from time to time.

The man is not in a hurry, continue to have it? He shook the recliner lightly, and after a while, the disheveled evil spirit slowly answered: "...you...you understand...understand...what!"

Maybe it's been a long time? I haven't spoken. The evil ghost's speech is stumbling, and the pronunciation of the words is not very accurate, but the meaning is conveyed very well, especially when it bites these words?

After hearing this, the man suddenly smiled and was not angry. The smile on his face made the cold look much more vivid. He closed his eyes and leaned back on the back of the chair. While shaking, he said softly, "Okay, I? I don't understand." .”

There was a touch of comfort in that voice.

It's getting dark outside, and the rain is getting heavier. There is still a faint thunder in the distance, and the water leaks in the house are also very serious. More and more rain is pouring on the evil spirit, and the black smoke is also rising more and more. It is getting thicker and thicker, but fortunately the recliner? That person's place is clean and unaffected.

The oil lamp on the table swayed with the wind, emitting a faint light in the dark cabin.

At this moment, there was a sudden ringtone of a cell phone in the darkness, which made the evil spirit suddenly look up.

The mobile phone belonged to the man on the recliner, he took it out to look at the evil ghost on the ground and gave a "shh", then continued.

"what's up?"

"Jiangmu! Did you read the news in the group yesterday?"

The voice on the other end of the phone was loud and panting, and Jiang Mu heard the sound of the whistle on the road inside. Given the impatience of the other party, he probably made the call while walking.

He frowned slightly and slightly turned the phone away? He threw the handsfree on the table?

"I did not see."

On the other end of the phone, he suddenly cursed and said: "I? You are really unlucky for signing. There is an interview. Would you like to go?"

His current identity is a reporter for a small website, and his work can be called a waste of life. Jiang Mu is not interested in this. He is on the recliner? He doesn't speak, waiting for the other party to hang up the phone, and waiting for the transformation of the evil spirit.

The rain outside was getting denser, the wind was howling, and the lightning and thunder were rumbling.

"Can you give me some advice? Hey, what's the sound over there? How noisy is it?"

Jiang Mu didn't lift his eyelids, "Thunder, rain."

"Thunder? No, it didn't rain in Qingjiang City today... have you gone to another place?"

"Ah."

"where?"

"Deep mountains and old forests."

"... I? I found that you are really getting more and more humorous. There is a day when you are so stupid."

"Fortunately."

"It's a good thing you're tall! Don't go around in circles, I'm telling you the truth!"

The evil ghost on the side suddenly roared and kept using its long nails to grab the ground. Jiang Mu didn't care to speak, his expression was slightly stern, and he drew a character in the air with his right hand and pushed it towards the evil ghost. The character emitted a faint green light for an instant It became bigger and shrouded the evil spirit, and only after seeing its expression calm down did it answer the phone.

"Then I? Let's tell the truth. I'm not interested in this interview. Go find someone else."

"...Me? The sound is not right. What happened to you? Howling."

The other end of the phone pretended not to hear Jiang Mu's refusal to change the subject.

Jiang Mu glanced at the evil ghost, "I'm watching a horror movie."

other side:……

"What movie can be called this? It's so creepy?"

"The evil spirit of the ancient house."

The person on the phone thought for a while and had no idea: "I've never heard of it, the name sounds like a cottage, who played it?"

Jiang Mu took out the list in his arms and looked at it, "Lin Hanzhi."

"...Are you kidding me again? At night? It's thundering and raining and you watch horror movies. Be careful of bumping into ghosts in the middle of the night! Hitting evil ghosts!" He said angrily.

"Lend your blessings."

Jiang Mu replied blankly, and before he hung up the phone, the other side hastily said: "Don't tell me, don't tell me, is there? It's easy to discuss, what are you dissatisfied with?"

The other side refused to hang up, and he couldn't hang up directly. Walked to the table, the oil lamp flickered and danced, and Jiang Mu clamped the flame with two fingers and turned his wrist, and instantly a bright green fire burned on his fingertips.

"Me? I'm not dissatisfied, I just feel bored."

He came to the evil spirit and squatted down, raised the opponent's chin with one hand to ignore its slow attack, and lit the dark green flame on the fingertips between the opponent's eyebrows with the other hand, watching the evil spirit's red eyes gradually become brighter. During the Qingming Festival, the hideous look of rotten flesh on his face gradually recovered.

It was a young woman.

"In a word, why are you willing to go?"

"The price will go up? Increase? Fifteen percent."

The person on the other end of the phone said again, "You might as well grab it!"

"Goodbye."

"Wait, wait, wait..."

"beep"

Jiang Mucai hung up the phone to concentrate on dealing with the evil ghost's transformation, and the phone rang right away.

"Anything else?"

"I? Give it!" The other end of the phone gritted his teeth, "Can you come tomorrow morning?"

Jiang Mu glanced at the time, "No."

"I'm in a hurry, big brother, can you understand that it's more urgent than reincarnation?"

Jiang Mu put away the iron chain, and the originally slender chain became smaller in the blink of an eye, and it was tied obediently around his waist. He reached out and touched it lightly and said, "What a coincidence, I? This? Go reincarnate, see you later."

After hanging up the phone, a female voice rang out in the silent room.

"I? don't want to go?."

Jiang Mu looked down, and there was a woman with long hair reaching her waist sitting in the corner, wearing a light blue ancient dress, barefoot, with exquisite eyebrows and eyes, with a lingering sadness in her eyes, she looked very charming.

"The time has come, go? Go or not? It's up to you." He said lightly, and the other end of the chain around his waist was stretched to tie the woman's ankles, waist and wrists in an instant.

"Lin Hanzhi, we're on our way."