Chapter 16 I talk to the dead ghost about everyday things

Chapter 16

"Don't pay attention to the store owner, he is a crazy monk."

The people eating Yuanxiao on the side couldn't stand it anymore. This crazy monk stayed here for a long time. He would make some specious remarks to everyone he saw, but he couldn't really do it.

After the words spoken in twos and threes around him, pedestrians stopped one after another.

The small shop was full of people, and the young man was so busy that he felt dizzy and didn't notice when the monk disappeared.

However, is it unintentional?

That crazy monk's eyes were as clear as a mirror, and when he looked directly at him, he always had the illusion of piercing his soul. I didn't believe in the ghosts and gods of Lao Shizi at first, and I never worshiped Buddha in the temple, but now that his soul has penetrated Zhou Xiaochuan, I can't help but understand what he has seen and heard in the past few months. I think so much.

"Who is that monk?" he muttered subconsciously.

"Master Wumo."

"What?"

While I was taking a bath, I suddenly inserted a sentence, you are a lonely ghost, why do you have to follow me every step of the way?

"Do you really think you are beautiful enough for me to admire?"

The dead ghost had a look of disgust on his face, and everything he was thinking was reflected on his face. He is not interested in watching others bathe and change clothes! But if you get further away, he will really disappear into thin air.

Now the only trace of him is the jade pendant.

"Where are you looking!"

I was taking a good bath with someone standing next to me. I felt very uncomfortable and uncomfortable.

Unexpectedly, the ghost didn't wink, but he looked straight at him, and his heart went numb from the sight of him.

Yo ho! He looked at his own body in fascination. This damn ghost was indeed no ordinary person and could bear the title of lustful person.

"Whoever looked at you said it was this jade!"

What kind of expression is there? He, the dignified young master of the General's Mansion, has read poetry and books since he was a child. How can he be like this rogue, so lacking in family etiquette, and making others think he is so dirty!

Jade? What jade?

"Oh, this one on my neck?"

The shape is very ordinary, and after wearing it for these days, there is nothing special about it.

"The name of this jade evokes the chasing soul, and the person who gives it to me says that the jade pendant contains infinite power."

Let me go, this kind of middle-class thing is just annoying. Isn’t it normal time travel? Shouldn’t all the golden fingers belong to me, a visitor in time and space? Could it be that the space-time system is in chaos at this time?

(The system slanders: You are the one who is confused, your whole family is confused, you little bastard!)

Zhou Xiaochuan (ghost) was often sick when he was young and was not a strong person. So I looked around for doctors and medicines, hoping to make up for the deficiency. One day, a monk from Youfang came to the door and told the general's wife that his son was destined to have a great disaster, and only this jade could offset it. If even jade couldn't offset it, his end would be over. The mother, a Taoist woman, would rather believe him in this important matter, so she invited the jade pendant down, went to the temple to consecrate it, and kept hanging it around his neck.

In order to appease his mother, he wore it all the time. He died when the arrow was hit that day, but he did not disappear. He was sucked into the jade pendant. During the two months when the scoundrel knelt in the ancestral hall, he could only stay in the jade. Unexpectedly, he came out that day. , what I see is the back of this scoundrel kneeling down. Since he was a child, he has been in and out of the flower house countless times because of the conspiracy. He has also knelt in this ancestral hall countless times, but he is the first to know what "he" looks like kneeling in the ancestral hall. , with mixed feelings, called out.

Unexpectedly, he answered.

For a moment, I was speechless.

Help him, how can a ghost help him?

He is just a ghost. If he unfortunately dissipates under the clear sky one day, no one will remember his temperament and character.

But even if he is alive, how many people remember him?

For more than twenty years, whether he was confused or conscientious, he was exhausted and exhausted to the point of not caring about life and death, just because when the stray arrow flew, he knew that there was really no one who cherished him in this world , and he understood that he was walking with him ...

Then let go of your defenses and let them run their course.

"Is this why you are still a ghost now?"

The young master put on his clothes and looked at the piece of jade around his neck, very curious.

But the tentacles are really nothing special.

Zhou Xiaochuan (ghost)'s thoughts were interrupted. This person was the biggest variable after his death. He hated him for taking everything he had, and he was thankful for himself. He wanted to watch another person carry his burdens and follow his path. Although he had ridiculed the scoundrel, he also hoped that there would be someone on this hopeless road who would get a different result than him.

"What's your name?"

After such a long time, after spending time with this man day and night, I suddenly remembered that I had never asked him anything about him, and he did the same.

"He Yanhuan."

"He is my father's last name, Yan is my mother's, He Yanzhihuan is me."

My parents' wishes are all in their names. Although they are extremely unreliable on weekdays, my father loves my mother the most. When my father is gone, I love my mother the most. But when the car accident happened that day, I was pushed out of the car window by those two hands.

"Huanhuan, you have to live well."

Are you alive and well? Dad and Mom, have you ever thought that I am here now? If they are still alive, that's fine, it will only make them more sad.

If it’s gone, it’s gone. I can tell the difference between reality and delusion.

"How did you die?"

Does anyone ask someone so bluntly when they died? Where is the etiquette of your noble family, Zhou Xiaochuan? Was it eaten by Erha?

"Did you sleep through it? Or did you starve to death?"

(System: Little scoundrel, this way of death is too weird, I’m sorry I’ve never heard of it.)

"Or maybe he froze to death? Actually, I'm not sure."

I was lying on the beach, but in the hot summer, I wouldn’t freeze to death?

Until now, I don’t know why I died. I didn’t eat breakfast. On a summer night, sleeping would not starve to death, right?

It seems that God is really going to take me away? Otherwise, why would it be like this? Thinking about it in such a depressing way, this way of death is too depressing.

"Then do you have a cousin?"

Table of Contents? Mr. Zhou, this is ancient times. I am a young man in the twenty-first century. What kind of words do I need?

"No."

It turns out he is really a street gangster.

There are names but no words, not enough meals, cooking duties, and bad calligraphy.

"What's going on in your head?"

"I'm wondering if you are a beggar?"

"Come on, you are the beggar."

How long does one have to have a brain circuit to arrive at such a result? If you don't explain it clearly to him, he may not know what to think!

trouble!

"Come over and sit down. You're not tired from standing."

Of course he is not tired, but I feel very uncomfortable with my neck raised all the time. The quilt is so warm that I don't want to sit up.

Zhou Xiaochuan found a place to sit down.

"As for me, I live in a world that is completely different from this place. I was too lazy to move, so when I woke up, I was in your body, and your mother caught me and cried. I should be older than you!"

Let me put myself in perspective, I am an elder.

"How old are you?"

"twenty-three!"

This person behaves so childishly, how could he have reached adulthood!

"Are you married?"

"Marriage? Getting married at 23? I'm still young! Are you kidding? Why get married so early?"

It seems that Zhou Xiaochuan is now working as a matchmaker.

"Sixteen for girls and eighteen for boys is the time for marriage leave. If you are not married, don't tell outsiders."

"Zhou Xiaochuan, you compare me to a woman, just wait for me."

This kid just turned 19 this year and he dared to tease me. I will teach you a lesson!

He casually picked up a pillow and threw it over. Oh wow, he has a nice little body, so he managed to avoid it. The young master got down from the couch, went straight to the man, raised his hand and slapped him on the head. The naughty boy deserved a lesson!

The feel of the hair under his hands was extremely real.

The guy opposite made me take pictures and was stunned.

"Wait a minute, wait a minute, Zhou Xiaochuan, have you noticed?"

I am a little excited now, thinking that this kid is a ghost and has been following me these days, but just now I felt that he was clearly a human being. I am so excited, I want to see a ghost turn into a human!

"Did you just ... hit me?"

Zhou Xiaochuan couldn't believe that for many days, he had never completely convinced himself that he was dead. The warmth that just came from the top of his head made him feel very unreal.

"Would you like to try again?"

The young master teased him. This was the first time I saw him so well-behaved.

"Um."

Zhou Xiaochuan closed his eyes and was ready to receive the slap.

There was no slap on the head, but he fell into a warm embrace.

"Is it warm?"

"Um