Lin Zhi died in a tragic incident and, after death, was bound by something claiming to be a redemption system.
System: Darling! I’ve detected a large amount of goodwill and merit in your past...
Chapter 284: The Widow of the Ghost Master
Get rid of evil?
Lin Zhi knew clearly that he did not do this.
His hand touched the round edge of the box through his trouser pocket, and he seemed to be thinking about something.
Could it be Lian Qing who did it? Why didn't he notice it at all?
Lin Zhi put the matter aside for the moment, parted ways with Xu Xiaoyu at the door of Building 4, and returned to her own residence.
Including the drive to the station, he only needs to leave an hour in advance. As they had originally agreed, Shuang Ling will wait for him on the bus to the station.
When Lin Zhi got home, she suddenly felt thirsty. When she poured a glass of water and was about to drink it, she felt her throat itchy.
He couldn't help coughing a few times, and his pupils dilated slightly.
The tip of his tongue circled lightly in his mouth, half protruding from his red lips. Lin Zhi raised his hand and took out the folded foreign object. After unfolding it, he found that it was actually a piece of paper money.
——Tiandi Bank, 10 billion yen
The colors of the ghost money were bright and varied, with a unique and somewhat uncomfortable sense of falsehood. The several zeros on it that were different from the format of human currency gave Lin Zhi a rough understanding of the collapsed monetary system of the underworld.
Lin Zhi looked towards the entrance, which was empty and there was nothing to be seen.
Everything in the house looked normal, but upon closer inspection it seemed as if something was wrong.
The temperature seemed to have dropped, but it also seemed to be just an illusion.
Lin Zhi placed the paper money that appeared from his mouth on the coffee table and touched the Bodhi string on his wrist.
01 couldn’t help but ask: [Host, what did you put there? 】
From 01's perspective, it only saw the host raising his hand as if taking something out of his mouth, but it didn't see even a single hair.
Lin Zhi did not answer. She calmed down, closed her eyes, and opened them again. The bright paper money was still on the coffee table and had not disappeared.
Lin Zhi asked: [Just now at that person’s house, did you see anything that person vomited? 】
The topic suddenly jumped, and although he didn't know what this had to do with his question, 01 still answered truthfully: [I saw it. 】
Lin Zhi had said before that most ghosts attack humans mentally by creating illusions. Only ghosts with deep resentment and strong ghost power can distort the magnetic field to the point of materialization.
01 in his soul will not be blinded by illusions, which means that what 01 sees is things on the real level. What exists exists, and what does not exist does not exist. Lin Zhi may fall into illusions and be confused by perception, but 01 will not.
Just like now, he can see the paper money but 01 cannot, which means that the paper money did not really appear in the real world, and he was trapped in the illusion of the unknown ghost.
If an ordinary person saw what happened in the Li family and found paper money in his mouth, he would probably be shocked.
The weaker one is mentally, the more likely one is to see dirty things, and the more easily one is frightened, forming a closed loop.
Lin Zhi didn’t quite understand. Generally speaking, ghosts are very targeted creatures. Why would they give up Lao Li and stay with him?
Lin Zhi stopped thinking about the thing that he couldn't get an answer to for the moment. Since he knew it was an illusion, he drank the glass of water and continued to read in the study.
Until he left home with his suitcase and the tablet, there was no abnormality around him, and even the paper money seemed to be an absurd illusion that had never appeared before, although it itself was a product of illusion.
The car from the Special Department took Lin Zhi and Shuang Ling to the train station. Lin Zhi originally planned to take a taxi, but Shuang Ling said that there was a car available, so he did not insist.
A black Santana stopped at the gate of the community with the window half open. Shuang Ling saw him and waved to him.
The night was already deep, and the dim street lights lengthened people's shadows.
Lin Zhi put the suitcase in the trunk and got on the back seat carrying a backpack containing emergency items.
Shuang Ling sat in the passenger seat and briefly introduced the driver, Xiao Chen, to Lin Zhi.
"This is Third Uncle. He is my guardian angel and is inseparable from me."
Shuang Ling lifted up the black cat in his arms. The black cat lazily swung its tail, and its dark green eyes met Lin Zhi, and its pupils suddenly turned into vertical lines.
It looks like some kind of intelligent life form, in other words, a spirit.
Lin Zhi nodded and greeted it. If it was a patron saint, then it seemed that he also had one?
But his tablet doesn’t feel as good as Black Cat’s, it’s just a cold tablet.
Shuangling is nineteen years old this year, at the age of being lively and outgoing. She looks young, but she has been working in the Special Affairs Handling Department for three years and is considered an experienced operative.
Because she was talkative, Lin Zhi had already figured out her situation from the time she went to the station to the time she got on the bus.
Due to the characteristics of the Xuanmen clan and master's inheritance, and the fact that the Special Department is an official organization with discipline, the Special Department cannot recruit many people, so most of the staff members are ordinary people who have come into contact with supernatural events.
Shuang Ling was the person involved in a supernatural incident. Influenced by evil spirits, her parents became fanatical cultists and often performed blood sacrifices at home in an attempt to gain wealth and glory in this way. Shuang Ling was almost sacrificed by them, and it was the black cat that saved her.
This incident was numbered K709 Bloody Guanyin Incident in the archives, special containment object: black cat 'Third Uncle'.
"I named it Sanshu because when I first saw it, I was being bullied by other kids. Sanshu jumped down from the wall and scratched them. He looked so majestic, just like the uncle of the kid next door protecting him, so he became my Sanshu."
Shuang Ling touched the black cat's eyes with great skill and just the right amount of force, making the black cat squint its eyes comfortably.
"Third Uncle is not an ordinary cat. Although it is forbidden to become a spirit after the founding of the People's Republic of China, Third Uncle's Taoism is not bad. He just can't transform. But he doesn't want to transform. He is just a cat and doesn't want to be a human. I also think it's good to be a cat. At least I don't have to worry about the mortgage."
After Shuang Ling finished speaking, he chuckled and said, "Just kidding, our special department has staff dormitories."
"Sister Yu originally planned to raise Uncle San somewhere else, but the team leader said that Uncle San came after me and asked me to take better care of him. At that time, they happened to be building a branch location with better communication, so I was transferred there to take up the position. I simply opened a cat cafe, adopted some stray cats, and let them work and eat. It can be considered as accumulating merit."
"Because Third Uncle is me, or rather, the stray cat I rescued in my previous life. Third Uncle felt that he owed me a life, so he tried hard to find me to repay the favor."
Shuangling lifted up the black cat with a smile, and started kissing and sucking it wildly. Uncle San swung his tail as usual, and without stretching out his claws, he used his paw pads to pat Shuangling away, jumped onto Shuangling's shoulders, and shook off his fur.
What a tortuous and touching story, Lin Zhi thought. His eyes fell on the bag containing the tablets. Thinking of the starting setting of this world, well... how can this not be tortuous and touching in another sense.
The black cat crawled into Shuangling's bag. They passed security through a special channel, had their tickets checked at the turnstile, and walked down the stairs.
The only direct train from Yushi to Qiannan is train, and there are some old green trains. Those trains that were once ubiquitous on the railway have been eliminated to the point where they only occupy a slightly smaller market share, but they are the only ones that can go to those more ancient places.
For this reason, Lin Zhi and Shuang Ling did not get on the train at the high-speed rail station, but arrived at Yushi Station, the first station built in Yushi. It has been renamed and was once called Yushi Railway Station. With the name change, the once well-known station has become unknown, and it has become an existence that passengers can't distinguish and will complain about.
Many people also suggested changing the high-speed rail station named Yushi East to Yushi Station to avoid buying a ticket at the wrong station at a glance, which would make it difficult to transfer.
The platform that once accommodated many people has now become a little empty. There is still passenger flow, but it is not as much as before.
"By the way, Brother Lin, I haven't asked yet, is the little boy who got on the bus with you and sat next to you your ghost messenger?"
While waiting for the train to arrive, Shuang Ling asked out of boredom.
The air became somewhat quiet, and the lights on the platform were dimmed by the countless insect corpses.
"Train K147 from Kashiwa City to Heng City is checking tickets. Passengers who are taking K147 please go to Gate 3 as soon as possible to check your tickets and get on Platform 2."
As the radio sounded, the train pulled into the station.
The air current brought by the train blew on Lin Zhi's body, making it seem a little chilly on the summer night of June.
Lin Zhi looked at Shuang Ling and asked softly, "Where is he?"
These words startled Shuang Ling, and she looked to Lin Zhi's left. Out of professional habit, she immediately became alert.
Lin Zhi had been background checked by the Special Department. As Shuang Ling, who was working together with the team leader, she naturally knew the occupation of the team leader's lover. Coupled with the team leader's identity, she was even more convinced that Lin Zhi was a colleague.
In addition, when Sister Yu went back, she told her that Lin Zhi had a good ability to exorcise evil spirits, so she felt even more that he was a senior. So when she saw a little ghost with good Taoism skills following Lin Zhi into the car, she subconsciously determined that it was Lin Zhi's servant ghost.
After all, as the lover of the company leader of the Xuanshi, how could she not have the ability to see ghosts?
Haha, it turns out I really can’t see.
Shuang Ling smiled awkwardly in her heart and reminded herself not to stereotype people next time.
Lin Zhi followed the twin spirits' gaze and looked to his left, but it was empty and he saw nothing.
Shuang Ling put his hand on his waist, thinking about whether to get rid of this unknown ghost, but at this time the train door had already opened and the attendant was reminding them to get on the train.
"Get in the car first."
Lin Zhi stepped forward carrying the suitcase, and Shuang Ling followed in with her bag.
Lin Zhi booked her own ticket, while Shuang Ling's department was in charge of scheduling. There were not many passengers on this train this month, and the berth where Lin Zhi and Shuang Ling were staying was empty except for the two of them.
"Uncle San, guard the door."
Shuang Ling released the black cat from the bag and prepared to interrogate the little ghost who got on the car.
The black cat squatted silently on the floor of the doorless berth compartment, blocking the little ghost's way.
At the same time, Lin Zhi felt the itch in his throat again and took out a piece of paper money from his mouth again.
——Tiandi Bank, 20 billion yen
It's not the same one, it's 10 billion more than before.
Shuang Ling nervously moved closer to Lin Zhi and glanced at the thing in Lin Zhi's hand, worried that it was some insidious trick. When she saw clearly what it was, she was a little confused.
Why was he secretly giving ghost money to Brother Lin at this time? Was he scared by her attitude and asked Brother Lin to beg for mercy and let him go?
People in the world of the living cannot spend the money of the underworld. Besides, the bribe should be given to her, or at least to Uncle San?
Lin Zhi's vision became a little blurry. When it became clear, he saw a little boy standing in front of him wearing an ill-fitting down jacket. His pale and thin face gave him a slightly timid smile.
"Brother, you smell so good, can I have a bite of you? I don't want it for nothing, I'll give you all my money, I can buy it."
"You are quite polite, but you are just wishful thinking. Just try it if you dare to move your mouth."
Shuang Ling snorted coldly, took out his weapon and loaded the bullet.
There is a spell engraved on the silver bullet, which focuses on the supremacy of technology.
As if feeling threatened, the little boy looked at his sister who was holding a gun and could see him, then looked at the cat demon at the door, and tried hard to recall the words he had heard when he was a human, and then an idea flashed across his mind.
"Brother, as long as you agree, the betrothal gift can be doubled."
The uncle next door said when he was drunk that if the bride price was doubled and she still didn't marry, I would be eager to get married myself. This sentence should be an offer that a man cannot refuse.
Shuang Ling sucked in a breath of cold air. What was going on? Even before the team leader's body was cold, someone was already doing this?
You are so bold! You are still a child! You will never grow up. What kind of man do you want? You are confused!
A wisp of smoke suddenly appeared, and appeared in front of the little ghost with the force of thunder, knocking him out of the car.
Shuang Ling was stunned and his eyes moved to Lin Zhi's backpack.
"Brother Lin, what's in your bag?"
Lin Zhi hesitated for a moment, then said in a teasing tone: "My third uncle?"