Oops, bumped into a ghost!

Xie Nanguan was not polite, he raised his left hand in the air and pulled out Zhou Qi's temple, and Zhou Qi's surroundings were suddenly filled with black air, and he suddenly felt that something in his head was about to burst out of his temple, and he broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain , trembling all over, his straight back collapsed, Zhou Qi leaned on the ground with one hand, gasping for breath in pain.

"Zhou begging!"

Xie Nanguan's force still hasn't withdrawn, he is still pulling out.

All of a sudden, there was a sound of "clang--" in Zhou Qi's head, and the nail that had been stuck in Zhou Qi's brain finally popped out, and the blood immediately flowed down from the temple along Zhou Qi's side face, dripping to the ground, and Zhou Qi bit it. The teeth remained silent, and the tip of the tongue was full of blood.Fingers digging on the ground, already stained with blood.

Ji Wuyi stopped struggling and knelt down on the ground without standing still, as if the point that popped out came out of Zhou Qi's brain and pierced into his heart, Ji Kang quickly grabbed him to prevent him from running over.

Ji Wuwu felt that he was thinking too much, not to mention running over, he was struggling to stand up now, the whole ghost was already numb.

How much pain he must have had.

The nail was thin and long, more than ten centimeters in length, because it had been in Zhou Qi's mind for a long time, it almost grew up with him, lingering and refusing to come out.Xie Nanguan had no choice but to increase his efforts.

Zhou Qi fell to the ground as if he had been fished out of the water, because the nail refused to go away safely, and Xie Nanguan didn't dare to give him a good time, in case something happened to his head, he would die. No matter how bad his brain is, he can't finish the calf, so he can only pull it out bit by bit.

Zhou Qi's consciousness was on the verge of fainting, and he didn't know what night it was.At the same time, Zhou Qi's memories flowed up like a stream of water as the Nail of Nail went out.

He remembered the first time he saw Ji Wuyi in the ghost world. At that time, he didn't pay attention to this new ghost with peach blossom eyes, but he ran over as if he knew him. He seemed very surprised and thought that he was a ghost just like him. , frowning and asked: "Are you... dead?"

He remembered that Ji Wuwu wore new clothes to show off to him on the first Ghost Festival after his death, and then tricked him to go shopping in the ghost market.

Zhou Qi vaguely heard a choked sob, he tilted his head, and smiled at Ji Wuxin: "Don't cry." There was blood in his mouth.

The mortal body could not withstand such pain and died in the end.Zhou Qi's body flickered, losing popularity.

However, the soul is not dead yet, and the unlucky nail has already been taken out, and most of it is covered with blood.

Xie Nanguan frowned, his patience was obviously exhausted, and he felt that there was not much left anyway, so he gave Zhou Qi a good time with a ruthless hand.

The moment the Shi Huai nail was taken out, Zhou Qi let out a muffled snort and felt his mind relax, it was finally over.

For a moment, the memory was like a flood that had been vented, or snow that had collapsed, all of a sudden, it was stuck in Zhou Qi's mind.The black air around Zhou Qi dissipated instantly, and he lay on the ground unable to even move his fingers.

Ji Wuwu finally ran over staggeringly, helped Zhou Qi tremblingly and held him in his arms: "Zhou Qi...Does it hurt?"

A tear fell on the back of Zhou Qi's hand, and Zhou Qi's hand trembled when it was hot. He opened his eyes angrily and said nonsense: "Don't cry...no...it's okay... ...it's...it doesn't hurt..."

Xie Nanguan took the Shihuai nail and walked down with his hands behind his back, and blood dripped down the steps on the steps: "You really haven't changed at all. Last time you punched in, you would rather bite your tongue and not make a sound. Why are you so stupid."

Zhou Qi twitched the corner of his mouth, and Ji Wuwu looked at Xie Nanguan almost tearing him apart.

Xie Nanguan had an innocent face: "Don't look at me like that, I've already shown mercy. It would be nice not to let you thank me, but you still dare to stare at me."

Ji Wuwu felt that he was even more shameless than herself.

"Oh, by the way, kid, you don't remember everything, do you?"

Ji Wuyi stared at him, and when he was about to ask him if he could do something, he looked at Xie Nanguan and shook his head: "Tsk, I can't help with your memory. I'm in trouble, you can deal with it and see what he does." Then he waved his hand An illusion appeared in front of him, and the picture displayed on it was Zhou Qi's memory. Before he could react, he felt a gravitational force, dragged him into it, and then disappeared.

Xie Nanguan looked at Zhou Qi who was lying on the ground: "I can only help so much."

Zhou Qi nodded with difficulty, his voice was hoarse like rusty strings: "Thank you...thank you."

Xie Nanguan frowned irritably and said with disgust, "Every time it happens like this, it seems like I'm some kind of villain, I'm so annoying." Then he told Ji Kang to point to someone who fell on the ground with his chin, "Hurry up and put him down!" Take it away. I'm going back, so there's no need to send it away."

Before Ji Kang could speak, Xie Nanguan turned into a cloud of black air and dispersed.

Ji Kang quickly brought Zhou Qi back to Baji Hall: "I really owe you in my previous life!"

Zhou Qi's eyelids were already inseparable, and before he had time to give Ji Kang a reaction, his spirit collapsed and passed out.

Ji Kang looked at him and sighed, last time he was seriously injured and had to lie down for nearly a year with the nails on his arms, so he didn't know how long he would have to lie this time.

Ji Wuyi entered Zhou Qi's memory, and when he arrived at the body of "Ji Wuyi" in Zhou Qi's memory, he swayed for a while, vaguely aware of where he was, and then coincided with him in Zhou Qi's memory, and he vaguely heard something... ....

"Those who hurt me, you still dare to run away?" A man wearing sunglasses sat on a chair in a dilapidated factory building full of damp smell. He looked at the besieged people with a chuckle, and his tone sounded very dangerous. .Next to him stood a man with a wounded eye, wrapped in gauze.In front of the two of them stood a group of people who were enclosing a person inside. Those people held sticks in their hands, either on the ground or on their shoulders, and some of them beat the palms of their hands one after another.

The besieged person in the middle—Ji Wuyi's eyes are very stubborn, without any fear, even though his body is already bruised and purple.

"That's what he deserves! It's easy for me to get one of his eyes. If he dares to touch my sister again, I will make him die."

The person on the chair moved obviously, and the smile on his face disappeared: "You have a lot of backbone, let's talk about it after you get out of here first." Then, as soon as he raised his hand, the people around rushed up, waving sticks and waving towards Ji Wuyi .

Ji Wuxin dodged the coming stick, he thought, he had to get out.

But how could his strength alone be able to defeat these people?He is not a master, and he is even a little thin because of nutritional problems.

The fight was in full swing in front of him, but the man in sunglasses acted like he was okay.

"You can't rely on me to be cruel, if you want to rely on you, you have to be a bad father. But I have given you a chance, but you hurt my people, do you think you are toasting and not eating fine wine?"

The most relaxed person in the room is probably the man in sunglasses sitting on the chair.Hearing the sound of fighting and the occasional muffled sound even made him a little excited.

Ji Wuwu blocked the attack with his arm, managed to stand still, didn't stay idle, and turned around and cursed: "Go to hell!"

The person on the chair heard that he still dared to curse, and took a deep breath of anger: "Hit me!"

Ji Wuwu really couldn't beat so many people, his whole body was at the end of his strength, but he still refused to give in.He knew that if he couldn't get out today, he might have to confess to being here.

A stick hit Ji Wuyi's head firmly, and blood came out immediately, gradually blurring Ji Wuyi's vision along his forehead, and he couldn't even stand up, so he had no time to react, and another stick hit him hard. He touched his knees, and he felt that his leg bones were about to be knocked off, so he knelt down.

Cold sweat had already soaked through his thin clothes, and he was already gritting his teeth to hold on, so this will not give him a chance to stand up.

Someone spotted him and kicked him. He hit the wall with a "bang" and fell down. The dust choked him so much that he wanted to cough.

Immediately afterwards, a stick hit his abdomen precisely, his chest was numb from the shock, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Ji Wuwu's whole body seemed to be falling apart, his consciousness was blurred, and he struggled painfully on the ground, unable to stand up.

"I appreciate your spirit very much, but Ji Wuyi, it doesn't make any sense for a mayfly to shake a tree." The man in the sunglasses finally stood up, took a stick from his hand, walked up to Ji Wuwu and squatted down.There is a sharp contrast between the two of them now, the difference between clouds and mud, Ji Wuyi has no good place on his body, but the man in the sunglasses is spotless even on his shoes.

He hit the half-dead Ji Wuyi on the ground with a stick. Seeing that he was breathing in but not coming out, his chest heaved very little, then he threw the stick aside, wiped his hands in disgust, kicked him, and left He said, "Let him fend for himself." Then he led his men away.

Ji Wuyi's throat moved, and he spat out blood. In this remote factory building, no one could come to rescue him, and it hurt even for him to breathe.

He can feel his life is passing away, his senses are getting duller, his consciousness is getting more and more unclear, there is only pain, only pain...

He thought that he probably couldn't go back, but before he came out, he promised to buy Ji Wujia's Xiaolongbao from the street corner. She always said that his buns had thin skin and big filling, and they were cheap.But now he can't send it back after buying it.

And his mother, what will his mother do after he dies?What if that man troubles their family again?What if his unlucky father drinks and beats his mother again?

He couldn't...nor reconcile.

However, no matter how many entanglements he has with the mortal world, it is beyond his control.

He began to look for those little buns, and there was no pain in his body. He could only use his eyes to search within a limited range, and his vision was already blurred. Suddenly he saw a small white shadow, his eyes lit up, that Xiao Baiying was so small that he was not worth mentioning before he pushed the broken copper and iron.

The steamed stuffed bun had long since lost its heat, and lay lifeless on the ground, just like him.

Ji Wuwu raised his hand in that direction with difficulty, but in the end he fell back unsustainably and never raised it again.

"Hey, how did you die? Yo, there's still blood on this face, it doesn't look old, it's a pity that you are young." An aunt stood behind Ji Wuyi and talked to him.

Ji Wuxin smiled awkwardly: "That's right."

The aunt patted him on the shoulder reassuringly: "It's okay, young man, I heard from the people in front that as long as you don't do anything bad in this life, you can have a good pregnancy in the next life."

Ji Wuyi smiled, he didn't take it seriously, there are so many people who haven't done anything bad, how can there be so many good babies to cast?

He was queuing up boredly waiting to enter the underworld to get the reincarnation card. He accidentally raised his head and saw an extremely familiar figure, who he had dreamed of countless times.

When he was still alive, once Ji Wuzhen was kidnapped, he went to the casino to redeem people, and boldly challenged Xu Boxiong, but he actually succeeded in winning, Xu Boxiong did not make things difficult for him, and really let them go .

But he always felt something was wrong, how could Xu Boxiong be so easy to let go?

So he dreamed of that event, which was completely different from what he remembered.

In the dream, Xu Boxiong refused to let them go. At this time, a person stood up and said that Xu Boxiong bullied the children, and he didn't understand what he said about possession. people.

He couldn't see his face clearly, but only remembered the tenderness and determination in his eyes.

He knew it was fake, but the dream was too real, so he couldn't help telling Ji Wuji about the dream, and Ji Wuji touched his forehead, thinking that he was sick.

But now... the person in the casino in his dream is clearly there, is there really such a person?Why is he here?Is he dead too?

Does that mean that dream could... be real?

Zhou Qi just came back from the mortal world, passing by to take a look, he was about to turn around and leave, when a person with a pair of peach blossom eyes and a surprised face appeared in front of him: "You...are you dead?"

Zhou Qi: "???"

He felt that these eyes were familiar, but he didn't remember for a moment: "You are?"

Ji Wuyi: "Have I seen you? I have dreamed of you, several times!"

Zhou Qi: "..." He never thought that one day he would be approached by a man like this.

"Six or seven years ago, in the casino, what did you say about the time when a ghost possessed the body." Ji Wuwu spoke excitedly and made up his mind.

Zhou Qi was stunned for a while and finally managed to pull out some clues in his memory. He vaguely remembered that there seemed to be such a person.

He frowned slightly, what happened to Ji Kang?Shouldn't the memory be cleared? How could there be a fish that slipped through the net?

He looked at Ji Wuyi again, six or seven years ago... tsk, he died at such a young age.It seems that he suffered a lot of crimes before his death.

Looking at Ji Wuwu's expectant eyes, Zhou Qi was a little overwhelmed. After thinking about it, what's his name?

"You are...Ji..."

"Ji Wuyi!"

"Ah, yes." Zhou Qi nodded, remembering the name.

Ji Wuxin looked at Zhou Qi with the intention of following him wherever he went.

Zhou Qi: "???"

"Why don't you line up and follow me?"

"Aren't you going to line up?"

"No row."

"If you don't line up, I won't line up."

Zhou Qi: "..." Can I be the same as you? ? ?

Zhou Qi thought about it and forgot it, this child is quite pleasing to his eyes, since the two encounters are fate, let's open a back door.

So Zhou begged to punish Ji Wuyi, only to see Ji Wuyi's life and cause of death appeared above Ji Wuyi's palm.

Ji Wuwu looked at the words and his hands trembled uncontrollably, and the words that emerged also trembled, as if he was a little scared.

Zhou Qi gently pressed his wrist and looked at the words on it. It was really a history of heartache, blood and tears. Basically, nothing good happened, either when he was beaten or on the way to be beaten. I can count them.

In just a few lines, Ji Wuyi's seemingly short and long 23 years.

In the end, he was beaten to death.

Ordinary people might sigh and sigh after reading it, but Zhou Qi didn't seem to be emotional after reading it, and even his expression didn't change. He gave him a reincarnation card with a string of numbers on it.

Ji Wuwu looked at the reincarnation card and pointed to the string of numbers and asked suspiciously: "What is this number?"

"Reincarnation number."

"..." Is it a bit long?When does this have to be scheduled?

"During this time, you will live in the ghost world."

Ji Wuxin wondered how he knew so much?And he can also give himself a reincarnation card, so he shouldn't be an ordinary ghost.

"Thank you, may I ask, who are you?"

"Ghost Emperor, beg Zhou."

"..."

Hi... Excuse me.

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Mid-Autumn Festival small theater questions

Host: Cola

Guests: Zhou Qi Ji Wu Wu

(antecedent:

Ji Wuxin: You want me to interview you even if you wrote me a good Mid-Autumn Festival?

Coke: Didn't do it on purpose

So after a series of unequal treaties, the two finally took a little time for me)

applause welcome

Coke: Question [-], which of the two has the stronger temper?

Zhou Qi: not me

Ji Wuyi: he farted

Well, Ji Wuyi was already on the way to be beaten, the problem was obvious.

Coke: Question [-], what attracts you the most about the other party?

Zhou Qi: Well... the eyes.

Ji Wuxin: Anything, of course, attracts me the most when I'm not wearing clothes.

Zhou Qi: ...don't go home at night.

Coke: Is this something I can listen to without spending money....

Coke: Alright, question three, what is the most unbearable thing about the other party?

Zhou Qi: ...No.

Ji Wuxin: No.

Coca-Cola: I'll knock it out first.

Coke: Question [-], how did Zhou Qi feel when he saw Ji Wuwu's experience during his lifetime?

Zhou Qi: I was not in the mood at the time.

Ji Wuyi: You don't feel sorry for me!

Zhou Qi: I didn't like you at the time, and I felt sorry for you only later. How could I have so many emotions.

Ji Wuyi: Hey, so you still love me.

Coke: ...I can't go on anymore, well, Mid-Autumn Festival, let's end with a blessing from each of you.

Zhou Qi: I wish you all a happy Mid-Autumn Festival. If you can’t reunite, there is also a moon in the ghost world, and it’s very round. If you’re interested, you can take a look.

Coke: duck doesn't have to.

Ji Wuyi: Happy Mid-Autumn Festival, you can only buy mooncakes, right?I can eat my boyfriend made it himself.

Coke cursed and threw them out.

Zhou Qi: Remember to settle the money.

Cola:……

Just kidding, Coke led two silly sons to wish everyone Mid-Autumn Festival

Zhou Qi: all the best

Ji Wuyi: Healthy and healthy

Coca-Cola: Two people and one month

Remember to eat mooncakes~