Chapter 85: The Poor, Weak, Headless Ghost
Anyway, in her impression, Bo Hanzhou was not good at speaking, did not like to joke, and always had a cold face.
Although Bo Hanzhou is only one year older than her, she has been afraid of him since she was a child.
Just now he actually came over to talk to me and was so approachable.
Song Ran even suspected that he was possessed by a ghost as he had changed so drastically.
"Little Master, by the way, I still don't know your name?"
"Jiang Ci."
"Jiang Ci? It's a nice name. Wait! Are you Jiang Ci?!"
Song Ran's expression was somewhat intriguing: "Is it Jiang Ci from Jiang Wan's family?"
Jiang Ci smiled: "Do you know me?"
"I don't know her, but my dad has told me about her. He said the girl who donated a kidney to my second grandfather was named Jiang Ci." Song Ran said with admiration, "The young master is very loving!"
Jiang Ci smiled leisurely: "I don't have the kindness to donate a kidney to a person who is half buried in the ground."
A man and a ghost were walking and chatting.
Bo Hanzhou stood there, watching Jiang Ci's receding back, and shook his head gently: "The condition is quite serious. The sooner you get treatment, the sooner you will recover."
The scene of seeing Jiang Ci in the back garden of the Jiang family that day flashed through his mind.
At that time, she was bold and careful, her methods were fierce, and she looked very shrewd and wise.
But today, when he saw her alone and talking to herself, he inexplicably felt sorry for her.
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Western suburbs.
Jiang Ci took Song Ran and the headless ghost to Grandma Hao's incense and candle shop.
For the sake of money, Hao You readily rented her a room.
When Granny Hao saw the headless ghost crawling out from under the car, she was so frightened that she ran into the paper house with a cry, leaned against the small window and asked, "What is this?"
Song Ran said with lingering fear: "Grandma, he was brought by the young master, don't be afraid, he won't bite anyone for the time being."
Yes, the head is gone, what can you bite with?
Grandma Hao came out of the paper house and observed carefully. She only breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that the headless ghost posed no threat.
"This unfortunate child died tragically. Where's his head?"
With Jiang Ci present, the headless ghost dared not utter a word. He squatted weakly in the corner, like a pitiful little creature.
Seeing that his clothes were tattered and barely covered his body, Granny Hao turned around and found a red and green cotton jacket with large flowers for him to put on.
"Although we are all dead, ghosts will still feel cold. This was given to me by my eldest grandson. Try it on. It should fit you."
Grandma Hao didn't even spare the long johns and put them directly on the headless ghost.
The headless ghost was wearing a colorful cotton-padded jacket and squatting in the corner, weak and helpless.
"Xiao Ran, you stay here for the next two days and tell me when you figure it out." Jiang Ci said.
Song Ran was a little curious: "I thought you would take me back by force."
Jiang Ci smiled calmly: "Everyone has their own destiny. I will not deprive you of your freedom to choose. Whether you want to continue to be a ghost and repeat the process of suicide, or return to your body and cheer up again, this is your own choice."
Song Ran was stunned: "Repeat the suicide process?"
"If a person's life span is 89 years, but he commits suicide at the age of 19, then for the next 70 years after his death, he will repeat the pain of suicide every day until his life span is exhausted. This is not the end, the suicide will go to hell and be severely sentenced, and the chance of reincarnation is slim."
“So, the real pain is not when we are alive, but the endless despair and pain that can never be escaped after death.”
Jiang Ci said: "I have seen many people commit suicide, and none of them did not regret it."
Song Ran didn't understand: "Life is so tiring. Can't we even decide our own life and death?"
"Everyone comes to this world with karma. If you end your life without paying off the karma from past lives, you will certainly be punished."
"Suicide and murder are the same sin. Life is full of joys and sorrows. When you think you have reached the most difficult and desperate time, it is actually the time when good things come."
Jiang Ci said solemnly: "As the judge of souls, I can only tell you that it is better to live a miserable life than to die a good death. What if you hit rock bottom and then rebound?"
"Master Jiang, thank you for telling me so many truths. I will think about it carefully in the next two days."
Song Ran sat aside obediently and thought about life.
Jiang Ci glanced at the headless ghost in the corner and asked, "Tell me, what are you trying to do by pestering Bo Hanzhou? To take over his body?"
The headless ghost wanted to shake his head anxiously, but without a head, he could only shake his body.
"Can't you speak?"
The headless ghost's hoarse voice came out from his belly in an eerie and strange voice: "That man has a very good smell..."
Jiang Ci thought thoughtfully: "It seems that he does have a physique that attracts evil spirits, but you won't strangle him to death, right?"
The headless ghost shook his body again, "I'm not strangling him... He smells so good, I want to touch him."
Jiang Ci: “…”
Song Ran: “…”
Granny Hao: “…”
"How dare you pick on a living person?" Granny Hao was a little angry. "We ghosts can't provoke strangers, but not only did you provoke them, you also wanted to pick on them. You are a bad kid!"
Granny Hao looked very angry, as if she regretted giving him her beloved cotton-padded jacket.
The headless ghost huddled in the corner and dared not speak.
Jiang Ci's eyes turned, "That's not right. If you have no intention of killing Bo Hanzhou, then the bloody disaster he will suffer in the next three days is..."
It seems that the bloody disaster has nothing to do with the headless ghost, but some other ghost.
She had reminded Bo Hanzhou more than once.
I have done my best.
If he doesn't listen, that's his fate.
Jiang Ci turned his attention back to the headless ghost.
The clothes that the headless ghost was originally wearing were very old, and looked like they were styled decades ago.
"Is your unfulfilled wish to find the head?" she asked.
The headless ghost nodded.
"May I have your name?"
“I forgot…”
"So what do you remember?"
"Looking for the head..."
“…”
This is a bit difficult.
Few people will forget their memories of life after death, unless they have suffered a great blow before death.
The headless ghost's head was obviously cut off.
There is resentment value, but it has not reached the level of an evil ghost.
He is among the resentful ghosts and evil spirits.
"Then just think about it slowly. When you think of useful information, tell me and I can help you to be liberated." Jiang Ci said.
Song Ran asked like a curious baby: "Can't he be saved now?"
"His obsession is too strong to be relieved. In addition, his head has not been found. Even if he is relieved and reincarnated, he will be an incomplete person in the next life."
Jiang Ci looked at the room full of ghosts, touched his hungry stomach, and got up to find something to eat.
As soon as I opened the door, a flash of red hair hit me in the face.
Jiang Ci dodged nimbly.
Hao You fell flat on his face, pretending to be calm and said, "Why are you mumbling in the room alone? I only charged you for the room. If there's someone else, you have to pay extra!"
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