Oops, bumped into a ghost!

Zhou Qi and Ji Wuwu sat face to face, looking at each other silently.Zhou Qi felt that the fact that he was talking face-to-face with a ghost was outrageous.

Zhou Qi thought for a while, turned around, lit a stick of incense and put it on the table, and then sat down again.

Ji Wuxin sniffed, "Hey, this smells so good, what kind of fragrance is it?"

Zhou Qi was a little surprised in his heart, and only glanced at him indifferently: "What's your name?"

"Ji has no intention."

"My name is Zhou Qi."

Ji Wuwu nodded with a smile, expressing that he remembered it.

"Didn't the ghost say that people are generally afraid of the sun and don't come out during the day? What's the matter with you?" Zhou Qi asked pretending not to understand anything.

"I'm not very clear, but I'm not afraid of the sun." Ji Yiyi replied.

"..."

Zhou Qi has been Mr. Yin and Yang for so long, never dreaming that he would be chased into his home by ghosts in broad daylight. No ghosts can enter his home safely. This experience is really fresh.

Is this called "I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet"?

"Look at you, have you been dead for a long time?"

Ji Wuwu nodded again, looking quite proud, and sat on the stool and rubbed forward: "Well, anyway, as far as I remember, I must have been dead for decades. I have been wandering outside these years, and my life is old. Painful..."

Zhou Qi didn't care about Ji Wuyi's "Crafting in the World". He glanced at Xiang, then at Ji Wuyi, feeling a little curious about him.

This incense is called "Ecstasy Incense", which literally means that normal people will feel nothing if they smell it, but ghosts will fall into hallucinations if they smell it, but there is no substantial harm.

This incense worked quickly, but Ji Wuyi didn't feel uncomfortable at all from the moment he put it on, it's unreasonable!

Either he's powerful, or there's something about him that protects him.

Zhou Qi was thinking in his heart, but his face showed a look of interest in Ji Wuwu's words, and he nodded from time to time to echo: "Ah, so that's the case." In fact, he was scented and ran away without even entering his ears.

The excitement on the child's face was too obvious, and he was embarrassed to pour cold water on others, but this was not the reason why he could stay here.

Zhou Qi looked at his watch, it was almost ten o'clock, so he interrupted Ji Wuyi, who was chattering, and it was obvious that he hadn't talked to anyone for a long time.

"Okay, I still have something to do, I listened to it, and I talked with you for a long time, is it ok? Then you should go where, I don't have a place for you here." Zhou Qi got up and went to wash for a while Fan, changed clothes, and put the coat on his arm.

"Can I go with you?" Ji Wuyi followed him all the way and asked.

"What do you say?"

"I think it's fine."

"Getting ahead?" Zhou Qi raised his eyebrows.

"Okay, just let me go. I won't make trouble, and no one else can see me. I'll only talk to you." Ji Wuyi took Zhou Qi's arm and said dangling, so that he almost hung up. On Zhou Qi's arm.

"Impossible." Zhou Qi pulled his arm out with great effort, took the things he needed, and pointed at Ji Wuyi, "Get out before I get back, do you hear me?" Then he closed the door and left.

Ji Wuwu stared at the locked door, smiled, didn't care at all, and let go of Zhou Qi's words.

Of course he wanted to go wherever he wanted, and whether he followed or not was just out of politeness, and he didn't have to get Zhou Qi's consent if he said something to Zhou Qi.

Ji Wuwu stepped out of the door with one foot, without hindrance.

So, just when Zhou Qi was about to get in the car and set off, he caught a glimpse from the corner of the eye that the co-pilot seemed to have something extra, and when he turned his head, there was such a big man sitting beside him, smiling like a spring breeze.

"..." It's strange, why a ghost can laugh like a spring breeze.

In fact, if you look carefully, Ji Wuyi is no different from ordinary people except that his skin is too pale, especially his peach blossom eyes, which are too good-looking, but good-looking has a useless, no matter how good-looking he is, he is a ghost!

"Let's go." Ji Wuwu instructed.

When he is the driver?Zhou Qi thought for a while, he didn't have time to reason with Ji Wuwu, so he gave him a blank look, stepped on the accelerator and drove away.

Zhou Qi deliberately ignored Ji Wuyi's existence all the way, but Ji Wuyi's mouth seemed to be rented, and he matched Zhou Qi's BGM all the way, and Zhou Qi was so annoying that he wanted to kick him down.

He can talk like this for so many years and no one has talked to him, why hasn't he been suffocated!Oh, forgot, he's dead...

Finally, he made it to Lu Wanhai's house.

"Is someone dead in his family?" Ji Wuwu glanced at the door, although there was a question in his mouth, his tone was very firm.

"how do you know?"

"I feel it."

"..." This thing is too mysterious.

There were more people in Lu Wanhai's family than before, chattering in twos and threes in the house, whispering and comforting, Zhou Qi came in with his things.

"How is it?" Zhou Qi approached Lu Ji and asked.

"It's almost there. Everything you said is here." Lu Ji led Zhou Qi inside.

Zhou Qi glanced around and saw that there was nothing wrong.

"This is Xiaobu, different generations bring different things." Zhou Qi handed the bags he was carrying to Lu Ji, "This one belongs to your son and daughter-in-law, this one belongs to your daughter, and this one belongs to your peers." He took out the bags one by one. Pass it to Lu Ji, and tie the filial cloth to Lu Ji, "This one is tied around the waist, one side is long and the other is short."

"And this." Zhou Qi took out some small squares made of red cloth from his pocket, each with the word "Fu" written on it, "If I remember correctly, Grandpa Lu is a rat."

"Yes yes yes" Lu Ji nodded.

"This one is for those who belong to the direct lineage of tiger and monkey, because they will commit offenses, and those who are not direct lineages don't need it. Take it with you for one year."

"Okay, I'll go now."

Lu Ji took it and remembered it, and gave it to others.

Zhou Qi placed the small table in the bedroom, and Lu Wanhai's shroud had already been changed and covered with a white cloth.

Zhou Qi covered the table with a yellow cloth and arranged the incense burner and tribute.

Zhou Qi put a stick in one hand of Lu Wanhai, and stuffed a steamed bun in the other.

Lu Ji ran over: "What else?"

Zhou Qi took the incense and handed it to Lu Ji, "This incense can't be extinguished after it's lit, and it can't be replaced halfway. It can be refilled when it's almost gone. The same goes for the ever-burning lamp, until it's sent to cremation, so someone can look at it. "

"it is good."

"The dumplings I mentioned earlier, have you made them yet?"

Lu Ji glanced at the kitchen: "It's packed, it's almost ready."

"Well, put it in a bowl and put it on the case." Zhou Qi nodded.

Zhou Qi was fine for the time being, turned to an empty corner, and quietly watched the people coming and going in and out of the room.

Lu Wanhai's two daughters and son were making dumplings in the kitchen, while Liu Yafang was talking with relatives in the other bedroom. The two bedrooms faced each other. From time to time, she looked up into the room and could see the corpses on display, shedding tears silently.

These have nothing to do with Zhou Qi, he is an outsider.

"Why can't the incense be broken?" Ji Wuyi suddenly said next to Zhou Qi, startling Zhou Qi.

"Why are you still here?"

"Then where should I be?" Ji Wuxin blinked his big eyes twice.

He is really cheap.

In order to prevent others from thinking that he was sick, Zhou Qi decided to ignore Ji Wuwu.

"You haven't told me why yet?" Ji Wuwu refused to let go, earnestly showing his fine qualities of being diligent and eager to learn.

"The incense can't be broken." Zhou Qi said impatiently, unable to control the volume.

"Ah, that's what it means." Ji Wuwu suddenly realized and nodded.

Lu Ji was packing his things not far from Zhou Qi. He was stunned when he heard it, and looked back to see that no one else around Zhou Qi thought he was talking to him: "Ah? Are you talking to me? I know, you just talked to I said that."

"...Well." Zhou Qi was in a very complicated mood.

"By the way, you haven't eaten yet, right? There are steamed buns that my dad bought this morning. I'll get you something to eat?" Lu Ji said as he walked towards the kitchen.

"Hey, no need. I'll leave in a while, don't worry about me, you're busy with your work." Zhou Qi pulled Lu Ji back.

"That's fine, if you want to eat, take it yourself."

Zhou Qi went to another bedroom to see Liu Yafang.

"Little beggar, I really trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble, you are too out of touch."

"Then you see, it's better to be cremated sometime. You can't let him stay here all the time."

"Usually the third day after death, but tomorrow or the day after tomorrow is fine, it's up to you."

Liu Yafang looked at Lu Wanhai and thought for a while: "Then... the day after tomorrow, I can spend more time with him and talk to him."

"Okay, you should also pay attention to your body."

"Got it, I'm fine."

Zhou Qi felt that he had nothing to do here for the time being, so he greeted Lu Ji and asked him to call him if he had any questions, and then went back.

Zhou Qi drove home, Ji Wuyi was as quiet as a chicken on the way, and the quiet Zhou Qi almost forgot that there was a ghost sitting next to him.

After arriving home, Zhou Qi entered the door and closed the door habitually, only to realize that there was a follower behind him, who blocked Ji Wuyi for fear of getting caught, but saw Ji Wuyi pass through the door.

"..." With Ji Wuwu behind his back, Zhou Qi slapped the hand blocking the door just now to make you owe.

Ji Wuxin pretended not to see the man's childish behavior.

Zhou begged to wash his hands and took a bag of noodles from the refrigerator.

Ji Wuyi followed Zhou Qi and watched Zhou Qi boil the noodles.

Zhou Qi asked, "Why are you so quiet when you come back?"

"Ah?" Ji Wuyi was taken aback for a moment, then smiled, and leaned against the kitchen door frame with arms crossed, "I think I'm annoying when I talk, and I'm too quiet when I don't talk. Why are you so hard to serve?"

"..." He is cheap.

Zhou Qi kicked Ji Wuyi out with a straight face: "Get lost."

Ji Wuyi smiled and rolled away.

Zhou Qi was eating noodles, and Ji Wuwu watched intently from the side, even if Zhou Qi was used to being shameless, he stared at him uncomfortably.

"Why are you still here? If you want to eat something in the pot, fill it yourself."

Ji Wuxin shook his head, "I can't eat."

Ghosts cannot eat what people eat.

"Then, can ghosts be hungry?" Zhou Qi asked casually.

"Yes, but it feels different from when people are hungry."

"What's the difference?"

Ji Wuxin looked at Zhou Qi, and suddenly wanted to tease him, so he said solemnly: "Generally, when a ghost is hungry, it will become very irritable and dangerous."

"Ah? What should I do then?"

"What else can I do? Ghosts can't eat food, so they have to eat people. They drink human blood and cannibalize human flesh, especially a good-looking one like you. They are very supportive of people, no, ghosts." Ji Wuyi pretended to be careless after finishing speaking. He stuck out his tongue and licked the corner of his mouth.

"..." Sure enough, you can't expect a ghost to speak human words.

Zhou Qi suddenly lost interest, picked up the bowl and walked away, ignoring the ghost.

"Hey, just kidding, how can I eat people when I'm so good? That's so vulgar, handsome, cute and kind like me, usually smoke incense, just the incense you lit today is really good Smell and fight hunger."

"Oh, you are so kind."

"Tsk, kindness is not important, praise me for being handsome." Ji Wuwu said shamelessly.

"..." Zhou Qi rolled his eyes at him.

Zhou Qi cleaned up the bowls and chopsticks after eating, and grabbed Ji Wuyi who was looking at Ah Lu from the side.

Oh, Ah Lu is a bastard that Zhou begged to raise.

"I see you're fine, you can go."

Ji Wuwu sat down in surprise and said, "Ah, don't you want to adopt me? I don't have any conditions, I think you can do it."

Zhou Qi shook his head: "I don't raise idlers, oh, neither do idle ghosts."

"Why? I don't eat or drink and don't spend money. You can use me as air. When you need me, I can also chat with you. It can be used as a vase. It's not a loss to invest in shares!" Ji Wuwu eagerly sold it to Zhou Qi. Own.

"No, no, no, it's not a matter of loss or loss. How can anyone live with ghosts every day? What do you think of Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian? Who will end well with ghosts? I'm being polite to you now. Don't ask me to ask you to go any other way."

Ji Wuyi finally fell into deep thought, his face was a little heavy, and his beautiful peach eyes seemed to be stained with a layer of gray.

Looking at Ji Wuyi, Zhou Qi thought that his words were too serious, and he couldn't bear to say: "I don't mean to look down on ghosts. I just think you are always here, so this is not a solution, right? You have to go, you should Wherever I go, I also have my life. I will not do anything to you easily, after all, I am still very reasonable. "

Ji Wuxin muttered while lying on the table. "I don't know where I should go."

In life, you need to know where you should go, and where you should go to have the energy to work hard. People always do something with a purpose, maybe for themselves or for others, maybe it is subjective or objective, but it is always Directed.

But he, he is already a dead person, like an extra in this world.I don't know where it came from, and I don't know where it's going.Drifting in the world, coming and going like the wind, no one knows that he exists.It is said to be a ghost, but it cannot even enter the gate of Fengdu②, and even reincarnation is a delusion.

The vast world seems to be full of places for him, and it seems that there is no room for him.

Meeting Zhou Qi was something he had never thought about. He really hadn't spoken to anyone for a long time.

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The author has something to say:

①I made it up, don't believe it

②It is a ghost town