After returning to school, I was no longer as decadent as I was last time.
Instead, I felt much more cheerful.
Although this is pretending, I think I should understand all this and face the reality bravely.
Although the reality is cruel, isn’t there such a lyric: Life is written in the care of white hair, but we have to face the helplessness of reality.
But who can lend me a little love?
Maybe it's a ghost.
In reality, for me, I am just a country bumpkin, an unknown species who is neither Mr.
Yin-Yang nor a normal person, a monster who has not stepped into society but engages in superstition and often deals with ghosts, a person who dreams of eating swan meat but is always injured. little toad Yeah, thinking about it this way, why do I not have any advantages?
When Wu Mingdi returned to the dormitory, I happened to be lying on the bed sleeping, but I was not asleep.
He saw that I was a little decadent and wanted to ask me what happened, but he still held back.
He looked at it, sighed, and then went about his own business.
Now I don't want to hear anything about Shen Ling.
What I think now is that this person has nothing to do with me anymore.
Although I think so, I can't let it go.
I am really a tangled body of contradictions.
Now I feel very good about Yang Shiyun in my heart, but I think about everything that happened between me and Shen Ling, and I don't want Yang Shiyun to be hurt like Shen Ling, so I finally gave up the idea of looking for Yang Shiyun.
Although I comforted myself that Shen Ling had nothing to do with me and I didn't want to know anything about her, I still didn't escape this disaster.
Half a month later, on a Saturday night, Yang Shiyun called me and told me about the development of the case.
But I couldn't arouse any interest at all.
I just asked lazily if there were any important discoveries.
Yang Shiyun said no.
Then she mentioned Shen Ling, saying that she had been living in Director Gao's house recently, and that Li Meng had also set up a Feng Shui bureau, saying that nothing had happened during this period.
The bald man and the parasitic ghost had also disappeared, and there was no movement or news. , and Li Meng didn’t know much about Qixinglian Tomb, so the matter was left alone.
I thought this case would definitely go unsolved.
The bald man was not necessarily from the provincial capital.
It was hard to tell where he came from.
Besides, I didn’t know his true identity.
He quietly left the provincial capital.
There was no way I could go to find out.
Lao Li will be a clue because he is acquainted with the bald man.
Although there are traces of death, there will be traces, but if the body is claimed by the family and taken back for cremation, there will be nothing left.
Sure enough, Yang Shiyun broke the bad news, and Lao Li's family claimed the body, which also meant that the case became an unsolved case.
Alas, no matter what the unsolved case is, the baby boy was saved, the ghost eyes were removed, Shen Ling was safe, what does the rest have to do with me?
I try my best to be a good student, and I am only interested in learning.
Furthermore, it would be most authentic to help dad take care of the ghost pawn shop so that there is one less evil ghost and more peace in the world.
Yang Shiyun said again that I didn't go to her for so long.
She was very angry and scolded me for being heartless, because she wouldn't have spent so much money buying me clothes.
I remained silent.
Since I left that time, I have taken off my clothes and put them in the closet.
I have never put them on again and kept them as valuable cultural relics.
Am I really heartless?
Maybe, those clothes are all famous brands and must have cost a lot of money.
But I saved her life several times and changed these clothes, so I owe her nothing.
Besides, is she really angry?
If she is, why don't you give me a call?
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It's not a lover's quarrel anyway.
You don't have to care about the difference between men and women.
Yang Shiyun was still talking, I didn't want to hear about Shen Ling, but I couldn't hang up the phone.
At this time, my father called.
I told Yang Shiyun that it was my father who called me, so I hung up first. , and then answered Dad’s call.
As soon as I got through the phone, my dad immediately said to me: "Son, here you are."
I asked in confusion: "Dad, please slow down, what happened?"
"Do you still remember what you told me Mr.
Zhuge told you when we were in Luoyang?"
Hearing what Dad said, I immediately felt the seriousness of the matter.
I sat up from the bed as if I was standing upright, and said quickly: "Dad, what you are talking about is that this business is related to Xiangxi."
"Um."
"Okay," I said, "Dad, you wait at home and let the guests wait for a while.
Now I will rush back and make sure to delay the guests."
At this time, the father smiled and said: "You brat, I still know this, but you don't have to worry, be careful on the road."
"Um."
I quickly hung up the phone and took the train home without packing my luggage.
It was already the second day when I returned home.
The guests would definitely not come during the day, so I had to wait until night.
My father also temporarily told me some information about this incident.
Finally, he said: He said he didn't tell the whole story, and if I had any questions in the evening, I would ask them myself.
Finally, at night, my dad and I came to the Ghost Pawn Shop.
In the early hours of the morning, an illusory figure appeared at the door.
It was a pretty good-looking female ghost.
She floated into the pawn shop quietly.
Needless to say, the female ghost's face was very pale.
The main reason was that the pair of eyes were too scary.
They were blood red and seemed to be bleeding.
They looked extremely ferocious and strange.
I felt a little scared when I looked at them.
The eyes of ghosts rarely appear blood red, and most of them are mainly black and green.
There are two possibilities for this symptom.
One is that the resentment turns into a fierce ghost and weeps blood.
The other is that the corpse's spiritual energy cannot be supplied for a long time, causing the ghost's body to be weak and the energy and blood to surge.
However, there are other reasons, but they are rare, so I won’t go into details.
If it was a bad ghost, he would definitely not come to me for medical treatment.
If he did, he would be looking for trouble.
It was probably the latter who came to me to help heal his ghost body.
As expected, the female ghost said: "Mr.
Xiao, you asked me to come here yesterday.
I'm here now.
I wonder if Mr.
Xiao can agree to my request.
I have been dead for many days and my soul has returned home, but my body is still there."
I'm on the road, so I'm weak and can't afford to delay."
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"Um."
Dad didn't say anything, so I hummed, and then said, "It's okay, it's a small matter for you."
The female ghost looked at me and asked my father doubtfully: "Mr.
Xiao, who is this?"
"Oh."
Dad replied, "This is my son.
Although I can heal your injuries, I'm not completely sure.
But my son is better than me, so I asked him to come back and help you take a look."
After hearing this, the female ghost smiled, but her smile was still so scary in my eyes, and said: "Then I'll trouble you, Mr.
Laughter."
I said to the female ghost: "Extend your arm and I will feel your pulse."
The female ghost stretched out her white arm, and I put my hand on her wrist.
Then I felt the flow of Yin Qi in the female ghost's body, and finally said, "Well, your injury is a minor injury, nothing serious."
After saying that, he stood up and walked to a shelf, took out a small black jar, poured out some gray powder, wrapped it in horse manure paper and said: "This is a five-day dose, take one-fifth of it every day.
If the body is not back after five days, come back."
The female ghost took the medicine but didn't take out the pawned items.
Dad didn't react at all.
But what was I thinking?
I want to play tricks on a weak little female ghost like you.
I could kill you with just one little finger. .
"Mr.
Xiao, I don't know if I'll be back in five days.
It's been more than half a month since I sent the body, and there's still no news."
The female ghost said worriedly, as if she was afraid that five days' worth of medicine would not be enough.
I frowned and asked: "Where did you die?
Can't the body be transported back after so many days?"
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