Chi Shen moved his fingers slightly, and then put them down.

This is no longer a game where you can die at any time, and not all ghosts that appear hide secrets related to breaking the game.

There is no dead end to be solved.

The pupils that had gradually turned dark also returned to their gentle state. Chi Shen gave up using empathy to see what the other person was thinking, and instead changed the way he communicated with people.

He showed the most gentle, friendly and sunny smile and looked at Ji Xingchen: "Excuse me, is there anything I can help you with?"

In order to prevent the other party from thinking that he had ill intentions, Chi Shen added: "Since we are friends, we should help each other. I want to help you solve your problem first, and then talk about my problem."

As long as the request is not excessive, Chi Shen will help the other party achieve it.

Ji Xingchen shook his head: "You have helped me a lot by allowing me to come out during the day."

"These are all trivial matters." What Chi Shen fed Ji Xingchen was nothing special, just some blinking eyeballs and blood-stained nails. He usually didn't care about things that were thrown away casually.

"Do you have any unfulfilled wishes or enemies?" Chi Shen asked.

Ji Xingchen shook his head again: "No."

He paused, as if hesitant, but still asked, "If it's what you want to do, can I use your phone?"

"Of course." Chi Shen smiled with relief, unlocked his phone and placed it on the table.

Ji Xingchen floated over, stretched out his hand, and tapped a few times on his phone. The female ghost in red came over, and Ji Xingchen moved aside a little so that the female ghost in red could also look at the phone.

A few minutes later, Ji Xingchen withdrew his hand and turned to thank Chi Shen: "It's OK, thank you."

The red-clothed female ghost looked at her phone and called out, "Name."

Ji Xingchen took a step back, moving a little further away from the female ghost in red.

Chi Shen took back his phone and glanced at the red-dressed ghost girl. Out of respect for his friend, he did not look at what Ji Xingchen did with his phone, but asked, "Do you have any suggestions for my job search plan?"

Ji Xingchen asked about Chi Shen's education and work experience, and then said, "You can find a good job with your resume, and it seems that you don't need my help."

Chi Shen felt that what he said was nonsense, but he couldn't say it out loud. He couldn't possibly say that he had spent dozens or hundreds of years in the world of ghosts and monsters and had forgotten all his professional knowledge, so he could only vaguely say: "I want to change to a less tiring job."

Even after dozens or hundreds of years, and countless times of hesitation between life and death, he could not forget the miserable feeling of waiting for a taxi in the cold wind after getting off work in the early morning.

Recalling this moment, he suddenly felt that Ji Xingchen, the depressed office worker, was so amiable. He must understand his eager desire to find a job with little work, high pay and close to home.

"I don't know much about Hong Kong City now," Ji Xing thought for a while and said, "In the past few years since I died, Hong Kong City must have developed rapidly. If I can go out and take a look, I should be able to give better advice."

Chi Shen understood his deep meaning, put away his phone, stood up with a smile and said, "That's right, I want to go out and take a look too."

Ji Xingchen looked at him: "I can't get out."

Chi Shen stretched himself and opened the door, letting the gentle sunlight outside shine in. He stood in the light and looked back at Ji Xingchen who had become a little more transparent: "You can hide in my shadow, I allow you to come in."

The female ghost in red was the first to respond. She reached out and touched Chi Shen's shadow. But within a second, she withdrew her hand and immediately tried to hide under the bed.

Ji Xingchen withdrew his gaze from the red-clothed female ghost, and walked towards Chi Shen's shadow under Chi Shen's smiling and encouraging gaze.

It was like a gloomy and terrifying swamp that would drag people into an invisible abyss.

Ji Xingchen walked in and disappeared into the shadows.

The red-clothed female ghost grabbed the foot of the bed and murmured in the shadows: "Gone, gone, he's dead, he's gone."

"Take good care of the house." Chi Shen instructed the female ghost in red and closed the door.

He really should go out and take a look.

Standing under the scorching sun, Chi Shen felt the long-lost warmth filling his body. A trace of cold black air overflowed from him, and he let out a slight, shrill scream, which quickly disappeared. He walked out happily.

The Bai family's old house is located in a very remote area, on the outskirts of the port city. There are no people living around it. It is just a house standing there, and usually no one approaches this gloomy and terrifying old house.

Next to the gate of the old house, there is a small house, like a security booth, where the gatekeeper lives.

It was empty at this time.

"Do you know the gatekeeper?" Chi Shen asked as he passed by the door.

"I know. If the Bai family moves into the old house, he will leave." Ji Xingchen's low voice came from Chi Shen's shadow.

Chi Shen was a little surprised. He thought Ji Xingchen might answer who the gatekeeper was, or simply say that he didn't know. After all, he was too weak. He didn't expect that he knew so much.

"Bai Ran has been here before," Ji Xingchen said. Perhaps because he was afraid that Chi Shen didn't know who Bai Ran was, he added, "He is the young master of the Bai family. He stayed here for three days. During those three days, the gatekeeper was not here."

"Bai Ran has lived here before," Chi Shen muttered softly, "If he lives here for a long time, will something happen?"

Ji Xingchen seemed like a tool to answer questions, even if he was mumbling to himself, he still answered: "I don't know."

Chi Shen walked for twenty minutes before he reached the nearby bus stop and took a bus to the city.

The autumn afternoon sun was bright and lazy. Chi Shen stood in the middle of the pedestrian street in the city center and looked up at the tall buildings.

People passed by him, the wind brought the aroma of street cakes, and the osmanthus trees on the roadside exuded a low-key yet rich sweet fragrance.

The long-lost taste of everyday life.

Chi Shen walked into the cake shop where the fragrance wafted from far away and bought himself a small piece of cake.

It tastes sweet and creamy when you put it in your mouth, without any blood mixed in, and you won’t see your eyeballs when you eat it.

He sat in the cake shop for a while. The business was pretty good. Even on a weekday afternoon, there were still many people coming and going.

Chi Shen's gaze suddenly fell on the two women who walked into the cake shop. The two women had dark complexions and looked exhausted and a little weak.

"I heard that someone has resigned from the company above us again."

The two women were talking in low voices, but Chi Shen's hearing had been enhanced, so he could hear clearly.

"When I was working overtime last night, I also heard strange noises upstairs. It was so scary that I wanted to quit my job."

"Is their project going to fail? The one based on the serial murder case..."

"Stop talking, it's scary."

After chatting for a while, the two bought a bunch of small cakes, which were said to be the company's afternoon tea, and then left.

Chi Shen looked through the glass at the direction the two people left, then slowly stood up and went to the milk tea shop on the corner to buy a milk tea. He asked for double sugar under the clerk's surprised and envious gaze.

Drinking milk tea, Chi Shen walked slowly in the direction the woman left. When he reached a place with fewer people, he turned around and asked, "Would you like some? I'll make it for you."

After a moment's silence, a voice came from his shadow: "No, thank you."

Chi Shen smiled and shook the milk tea in his hand. The pearls swayed back and forth in the plastic cup. He stopped at an intersection and looked up at the office buildings on the side of the road.

Even in the bright sunshine, a certain floor of that office building exuded an irrepressible ghostly aura.

Lifting the cup of milk tea, Chi Shen looked at that floor: "It seems they need a new employee."

The automatic question-answering machine in the shadows answered, "Yes."

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