Zhang Fan's mouth almost watered when he thought of the vegetable noodles his mother mentioned. He habitually raised his hand to grab his mother's hand.
"Mom, I want to eat green vegetable noodles. I don't want to eat carrots. Carrots are too bad."
However, the hand passed through the mother's hand and held nothing, as if it was only holding a ball of air.
Hey, what's going on?
His head was full of question marks, and he couldn't help but clench his fists and put them into his mother's big hands, hoping that she could catch him.
However, his hand did not look like flesh and blood, but passed through his mother's hand like an illusory shadow.
After repeating this several times, he withdrew his hand and stared blankly at his palm.
At this time, the woman saw that her son would never wake up again, and she fell weakly on the side of the bed, tears rolling down her face like free money, and her voice became extremely hoarse.
"It's mom who failed to protect you. It's all mom's fault."
"If we hadn't taken that route, we would have had a good dinner at home. After dinner, you would have said you wanted to go to bed early. If you went to kindergarten early tomorrow, you would be praised by the teacher and get a red flower sticker."
"Now the doctor has torn it off. Can mommy give you a new one?"
The woman stood up, took out a little red flower sticker from her pocket, and with trembling hands, she tore off a little red flower and stuck it on the forehead of her son who was no longer breathing. Her movements were gentle and delicate.
The little red flower sticker has six petals, is bright red and very beautiful. It is my son’s favorite prize in kindergarten.
This time when the family went out to play, he asked his mother to stick a small red flower on his forehead. Whenever he met anyone on the road, he would smile and look up, hoping that others would see the reward he received.
**A bright red color appeared on the pale face of the man, but he would never proudly let others see the sticker on his head again.
"Mom... I'm here, who are you looking at?"
The little boy froze in place, following his mother's gaze to look at the **man.
His face was small and delicate, and he was wearing a ventilator, which covered most of his face, making it difficult to see his features. As his breathing stopped, the white mist on the mask gradually disappeared, and a familiar face came into view.
This person...how come he looks exactly like the person he sees in the mirror every day?
He had no brothers who looked so much like him.
In a flash, he suddenly realized that this person seemed to be himself.
After a long time, the little boy trembled all over, dragged the jingling chain to his mother, and raised his hands.
Seeing that he was about to attack a living person, An Rugu used the soul-locking chain to move according to his thoughts and pulled him back while he was tied up.
The little boy's hands slipped away from his mother as soon as they touched him. He only had time to hug his mother vaguely before he was dragged backwards and forced to separate from his mother.
[I thought he was going to hurt his mother, but looking at his actions, it seemed like he just wanted to hug her. Woohoo, my tears started to flow.]
[This script is a bit cruel, anchor, at least let them hug for a while longer. ]
[As I get older, I can't stand seeing separations and deaths anymore, and the scripts aren't any good. ]
An Rugu looked at the little boy who had been staring at his mother and said, "The living cannot be in contact with the dead for too long. You touched her a few times. Your mother already has a lot of negative energy. If you touch her again, she will probably be plagued by bad luck."
She pointed out the fact that the other person was dead, then took out her soul-summoning flag and placed her hands loosely on the handle.
Everyone can see that he is deeply obsessed with his mother, and strong obsession is a demon.
Once the other party goes crazy, she will immediately activate the soul-summoning flag and suck him in.
This is the method recorded in the Yinchai Code.
However, the little boy did not move for a long time. After staring at his parents for a long time, he turned his head, the light in his eyes gradually disappeared, and his bright eyes became dim.
"Sister, I understand. Let's go."
Seeing that he accepted it calmly without crying, An Rugu was a little surprised: "Do you know what death is?"
He is only five years old this year and has just started kindergarten. He may not even know how to write the word "death".
He nodded: "I know, I am going to live in another world like grandpa."
"Your grandpa passed away?"
The little boy recalled for a while, trying hard not to let his tears fall: "My mother told me before that she had no father, and I had no grandfather either. The dead will go to live in another city, and my grandfather is there."
He had only a vague understanding of death, and he just thought that his grandfather had gone to live in another city like his parents did when they occasionally went on business trips.
Since my sister said that she would affect my mother, I have to go on a business trip as well.
Seeing that he accepted it so quickly, An Rugu relaxed a little and said in a gentle tone: "Will you miss your mother?"
"How long will it take for Mom to come to us?"
An Rugu counted on his fingers: "About a few decades."
"That's too long." The little boy hung his head and pouted. "When my mother was at work, I kept thinking about her. I was so tired. I don't want to think about her anymore. I want to go find grandpa."
Having said that, his eyes kept drifting towards his mother, and it was obvious that he was just sulking.
"Everyone will die one day, and you will meet again."
An Rugu raised her hand and touched his head, loosening the soul-locking chain: "The road is quite dangerous and accidents are likely to happen. I will put you in the soul-calling flag and release you when we get to the land temple."
Then, magic power poured out from his fingers.
With a thought, the little boy in front of him was sucked into the soul-summoning flag, and the space in front of him became empty, as if there had never been anyone there.
In the huge ward, the only sounds that could be heard were the groans and cries of the patient's family members.
[Wow, this special effect, I should post it on the public screen. But Shark had a bug today and it won't let me take screenshots or record the screen. I'm so pissed.]
[It can be seen that the host put a lot of effort into the special program. Every detail counts, and every frame is a waste of money. ]
[Both the mother and the son acted very well, and their crying was so realistic. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world. Alas.]
[After the son knew that it would affect his mother, he left immediately. What kind of little angel is this? Let your mother kiss him. ]
[I thought of my grandmother who never enjoyed happiness in her life. If the underworld really existed, it would be great. I would like to show my filial piety to her and let her live a good life.]
[My grandfather used to be a famous businessman, very powerful, I wonder how he is doing in the underworld. After I, a rookie, die, I guess I won't be able to support him in his old age, I will just have to rely on him for support. 】
[Fuck, I still have to rely on my parents to go underground, and there are more unimaginable paths to take. ]
【Grandpa: Retreat! Retreat! Retreat! 】
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An Rugu put away the soul-calling banner, recalled the content of the second task, and said to the audience: "Now go capture a dead soul."
When she came to the Third Hospital, she was one soul, and when she left, she was two souls.
Soon, we arrived at Qianyun Amusement Park in the center of Nancheng City.
This is the largest and most famous amusement park in Nancheng, with countless amusement equipment. Not only local people from Nancheng come to play, but also people from other places come here to play.
As night falls, Qianyun Amusement Park is brightly lit and beautiful music rings in the ears.
The colorful lights are artificial stars in the sky, making the amusement park look like a dream.
The amusement park was bustling with people, and the square was crowded with people. In the center was a musical fountain, which was shining with colorful water under the neon lights.
Many people took photos of the fountain and were very happy.
The Ferris wheel in the distance towers into the clouds, majestic and magnificent. At this moment, it is slowly rotating, elegant and beautiful.
[Hey, isn't this Qianyun Amusement Park? I'm playing here with my girlfriend. Where is the anchor? My girlfriend wants an autograph.]
[I asked someone from the special effects company, and they said that such amazing special effects would take at least two or three days of overtime. So the host recorded the show. Only by traveling back three days can we get the host's autograph.]
[What a pity! I am also at Qianyun Amusement Park now. ]
An Rugu raised her hand to look through the document in her hand, wrote down the time and place on it, and came under the Ferris wheel.
The Ferris wheel has a very famous and romantic legend.
It is said that if you kiss your lover when the Ferris wheel reaches the top, the wheel will keep going.
The night is the most romantic time in the amusement park. Many couples enjoy their happy time on the Ferris wheel, and many people
An Rugu scanned the crowd and fixed his eyes on one person.
He did not go to queue up, but stood beside the queue, staring at the Ferris wheel above his head in a trance.
He was wearing a baseball cap, had fair skin, handsome looks, and was dressed very fashionably. He had a hint of childishness that made him look like a handsome guy you'd meet on a university campus.
The tourists nearby were gathered in groups, chatting and laughing, and when they saw him, they all looked at him sideways.
A brave girl winked at her friend, mustered up her courage, and walked forward: "Brother, the weather is so nice today, can you give me your contact information?"
The handsome guy was stunned for a moment, waved his hands, and said in resistance: "Sorry, I have a girlfriend."
"Oh, what a pity."
In addition to this girl, many other people came to him to ask for his contact information, but he was rejected one by one.
They couldn't help but feel envious and jealous of the girlfriend he mentioned.
Many viewers in the live broadcast room felt their hearts pounding when they saw the young man's profile.
[As expected, all the handsome guys are already in a relationship. 】
[There are so many handsome guys in the world, why can't there be one more for me? ]
[The point is, he seems to be a good man who upholds male virtues, which is as rare as gold.]
[Did his girlfriend save the world in her previous life to find such a good man? ]
An Rugu put away the letter, walked to his side, and said in a clear voice: "Wei Haichen?"
When the man heard his name, he turned his head in confusion. His pupils suddenly shrank inch by inch and he took two steps back.
The man in front of him was wearing an imposing black robe of a ghost messenger and a tall hat on his head. His eyes were as cold as ice, which could scare countless ghosts.
He tried hard to suppress the desire to escape, and said with a forced smile: "Didn't I make an agreement with you guys before? As long as I see her, I will give you everything I deserve."
An Rugu: “?”
She opened the folder and looked at Wei Haichen's information again.
The person in charge of the above-mentioned Yinchai only has his own name, so how could there be other Yinchai?
She took back the letter and realized something was wrong: "Who found you before me? According to my documents, you are now a wandering soul who did not go to the underworld on time."
Wei Haichen was stunned, unable to believe what he heard. Why did the two Yin Cha have completely different tones?
"But before this, a man dressed like you found me and made a contract with me. Don't you keep in touch with the Yincha Office?"
"What contract?"
Wei Haichen looked at the watch on his hand and saw that there was still time, so he simply explained the truth to the Yinchai in front of him.
"My girlfriend and I agreed to go to the amusement park to ride the Ferris wheel today, so I rode my motorcycle out. But on the way, I was hit by a large truck..."
"When I woke up, I was no longer on the ground. I had become a ghost."
When he recalls the car accident now, he still feels scared.
He didn't remember much, just that he fell off the motorcycle, his head hit the ground, and his hands hung limply at his sides.
What I saw out of the corner of my eye were many smashed cars and a lone canvas shoe covered in blood.
[I was just playing at Qianyun Amusement Park, and I can testify that there was indeed a car accident recently. A drunk truck driver caused a chain accident, resulting in the death of three people, one of whom was a child. The anchor's script keeps up with current events! ]
[I feel that the host has put a lot of effort into writing the script. I won’t say much, just give a reward directly. ]
[Plus one, there are too many shoddy scripts these days. The anchor is so dedicated, and the special effects are so awesome, we can't let bad money drive out good money. ]
An Rugu opened the hot search in the same city, and as expected, this car accident had already been on the hot search in South City, and everyone below was condemning the driver.
The names and identities of the three victims have not been released yet, and she is one of the few people who knows the inside story.
One of them was Zhang Fan who had just been taken away, and the other was Wei Haichen in front of him.
She switched her phone to the live broadcast page again and asked curiously, "And then?"
“Then…” Wei Haichen lowered his eyes, smiling but not smiling, with a complicated expression: “Then a ghost came to me and said he would take me to the underworld and let me reincarnate.”
"But my girlfriend is still waiting for me."
“Today is our first anniversary, and she has been pestering me since a week ago to complete the legend of the Ferris wheel with me.
That is, when you kiss your lover at the highest point, the relationship will last forever."
[Young people are too naive. Once they enter society, they realize that there is no such thing as eternal love. Don’t ask me how I know this. It will only bring tears if I tell you more.]
[You can’t randomly set up fg in this live broadcast room. If you do, one will fall down. 】
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[I counted with my fingers and found that the destined person has a little green on his head. ]
Wei Haichen didn't know what the audience in the live broadcast room were talking about. He raised his eyes, took a look at the towering and picturesque Ferris wheel, and smiled brightly.
"I've already promised her, how can I be absent?"
An Rugu frowned slightly, as if thinking about something.
No wonder Wei Haichen was dead but could appear in front of the living. It seems that the strange Yinchai was involved behind the scenes.
"What kind of contract did you make with that ghost?"
An Rugu looked at him and said firmly, "The other party won't help you for no reason."
Wei Haichen blinked, not knowing whether to say it or not for a moment.
On second thought, the two ghost messengers in front and behind should be colleagues, so there seems to be nothing to hide.
“He said that the soul of a person after death cannot stay in the human world for a long time and cannot be seen by humans.
But he has a method that can make me temporarily visible, so that I can be seen and communicate with others. But I have to pay a price. "
"What's the price?"
Wei Haichen opened his mouth and was about to speak, but suddenly he caught a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye and swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
"Sorry, I have to go find her. After I fulfill the agreement with her, I will leave my life or death to you two."
He bowed deeply to An Rugu, then ran to the side, waving as he ran: "Jia Jia, I'm here!"
A young woman stood in the bustling crowd.
She has a pure look, shoulder-length hair, and wears a T-shirt and long pants, exuding a youthful aura.
She was nervously holding her canvas bag, looking left and right as if she was looking for someone.
When she heard the man's voice, her eyes lit up. She looked in the direction of the voice, exchanged a glance with the tall Wei Haichen, and walked over quickly with an excited tone.
"I am coming."
The amusement park was crowded with people coming and going.
The two of them squeezed into the crowd and ran towards each other. Soon, they stood face to face.
Wei Haichen looked at the other person's familiar face, put his right fist against his lips, and suppressed his smile: "You came so late, I thought you were going to be late."
The girl was immediately unhappy and twisted Wei Haichen's arm very gently: "I came here a long time ago, but I didn't find you and there were too many people in the amusement park."
“No, no, no, it hurts, you’re so violent.” Wei Haichen pretended to feel pain and took a deep breath: “It’s okay, we’ve arrived anyway, let’s go ride the Ferris wheel, otherwise it will be too late.”
But the ghost said that the spell would only last for a short time, only half an hour.
Half an hour later, he, the dead man, and she, the living woman, will be separated forever, and they will not recognize each other when they meet.
"Okay, okay."
A young couple excitedly walked to the foot of the Ferris wheel, came to the end of the line and started queuing.
The staff at the amusement park were very humane. Seeing that there were not many people at the back, they arranged a separate "box" for them.
She even smiled and winked at them: "I understand, I understand."
"Thanks."
The two apologized quickly and looked very happy.
The staff looked at their backs and felt a little emotional.
The handsome man and beautiful woman are really pleasing to the eyes - they are a perfect match.
At this moment, a gust of cold wind blew in their faces, and the staff shivered subconsciously.
Fortunately, this cold wind quickly swept in the direction the two people left and did not stay for too long.
She rubbed the goose bumps on her arms and muttered, "Where did this cold wind come from? I'm freezing to death."
An Rugu followed behind the two of them and watched them enter the Ferris wheel. Her eyes flickered slightly, and she stopped and did not follow them in.
Everyone in the live broadcast room knew that her script was to seduce someone, and the target of her seduce was still that man, and they all became anxious.
[From the male protagonist's perspective, this script is too cruel. Can the host not be so charming? Let's let them have a love story. 】
[I can tell from the first glance that I didn’t watch the live broadcast seriously. The host just said that if the living are with the dead, it will affect the living. The host’s character is a yin messenger, how could he watch ghosts harm people? ]
[The host's script is very logical. Humans and ghosts have different paths. This short script was destined to be a bad script from the beginning.]
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The Ferris wheel slowly rotated, the carriages got higher and higher, and gradually reached mid-air.
The spell is running out of time.
Wei Haichen sat next to his girlfriend, his heartbeat slightly moved. He fumbled in his trouser pocket and grabbed the small red velvet box with his right hand.
He pretended to casually turn his head and look at the small box.
They were classmates in junior high school. He had liked her for a long time, but at that time, he looked a little fat and not as outstanding as her.
It was not until he happened to be admitted to a university and lost weight that he mustered up the courage to confess his love to her.
He took this box from his own body. It did not contain a diamond ring, but a bracelet as a gift for their first anniversary.
In fact, he wanted to buy a diamond ring more, but he was afraid of scaring her, so he didn't be so straightforward and planned it carefully.
But given the current situation, I don't have the opportunity to make long-term plans.
He stroked the surface of the velvet box with his fingers and looked out the window. The spell time was almost up and the Ferris wheel was about to reach its apex.
Wei Haichen gritted his teeth, mustered up his courage, took out the red velvet box from his pocket, closed his eyes, and pushed it in front of his girlfriend: "This is my gift."
The girlfriend felt flattered and took it immediately.
Holding the box in my left hand and opening it with my right hand, I saw an exquisite, beautiful and sparkling bracelet.
"Thanks."
My girlfriend's tears couldn't stop flowing as if a floodgate had been opened, and tears as big as beans rolled down her face.
She raised her right hand to wipe her cheek, and looked at him with a smile: "I also prepared a gift for you, but it was lost and I can't find it. Please don't be angry, okay?"
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Wei Haichen raised the corners of his mouth, smiled brightly, raised his finger and poked his cheek: "Kiss me, and I will forgive you."
His girlfriend burst into laughter and leaned her face closer, her rosy lips about to touch his cheek.
At this time, Wei Haichen quickly turned his head and their soft lips touched.
My girlfriend's eyes suddenly widened, and she leaned back as if she had been electrocuted. A blush appeared on her face and she muttered something.
"Okay, you play with me!"
The two have known each other for a long time, but they are both very innocent. Up to now, they have only held hands and have only kissed a few times.
Wei Haichen asked for a kiss, smiled stupidly, then pointed outside and said, "Didn't you notice that the Ferris wheel just reached the top? If you kiss at the top, lovers will keep going."
"You were the one who said you wanted to come here, but you didn't pay attention to the time and location of the Ferris wheel. That's too much."
"Is it because the bracelet is so beautiful that it confuses you?"
My girlfriend was startled, then she raised her eyes and looked out the window through the glass of the sightseeing cabin.
The huge Ferris wheel was spinning, and the two of them were high above the city, overlooking the beautiful night view of the amusement park.
She stared at the night view for a long time before coming to her senses. She smiled brightly at Wei Haichen, her eyes sparkling: "Thank you, the bracelet is beautiful, and the scenery is beautiful too."
Wei Haichen's ears turned red, as if he had thought of something, and said, "There is a legend about the Ferris wheel. When it is at the highest point, if you make a wish sincerely, the gods will hear your wish. What do you want to wish for?"
Wei Haichen thought his girlfriend would think about it for a long time. After all, it took her five minutes to make a wish just to blow out the birthday candles.
Unexpectedly, my girlfriend said without hesitation: "I hope you will always be happy."
Wei Haichen's handsome face revealed a silly smile: "Haha, we think the same thing, and I also hope that you will always be happy."
At this moment, he felt a familiar piercing pain, as if someone had grabbed his heart and was stirring it.
He raised his hands to cover his chest, his face turned pale, and he pressed his hands on the seat, trying hard not to fall down.
I knew clearly in my heart that the time for the spell had come.
The girlfriend next to him was horrified, and quickly threw the red velvet box in her hand onto the seat, supported him and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wei Haichen waved his hand, a handsome smile appearing on his pale face.
"I will perform a magic trick for you next. Don't be afraid. And don't be sad for me no matter what news you hear."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand."
His girlfriend was stunned. She caught a glimpse of a bloody handprint on his white sweatshirt. She raised her hand and saw that her left hand was covered in blood.
And the left hand was the hand that had just held the red velvet box.
She looked back and saw the red velvet box thrown on the seat. It was bright red and beautiful, with a clean surface and a few blood stains on the base.
The girlfriend looked at her bloody left hand with a stunned expression: "You, you..."
Wei Haichen was upset when he saw that she was frightened by her own blood: "When I first took it out, I didn't see any blood on the base."
He knew he couldn't hide it anymore, so he forced a smile and said, "I can testify that the first legend about the Ferris wheel is false. We kissed at the top, but we couldn't keep going."
"But the second legend could be true. You must live happily after I leave."
His heart ached more and more, to the point of being almost numb. The energy of his soul was gradually sucked away by the spell on his heart, and his solid body gradually became illusory.
Because he had made a contract with that ghost, the price for revealing his true identity today is - his soul will be torn apart.
He didn't care. Reincarnation and death both meant the disappearance of memory, and there seemed to be no difference.
Why not take this opportunity to say goodbye to your girlfriend?
After hearing this, my girlfriend was stunned for a long time, as if she had figured something out. Tears streamed down her cheeks and countless words were on the tip of her tongue, but she didn't know where to start.
She could only hug her boyfriend, whose figure was becoming increasingly unreal, and sob quietly.
"You, why are you so stupid."
Wei Haichen's vitality was being sucked away by the spell on his heart, but he ignored the pain and raised his hand to rub his girlfriend's hair, which was as soft and fluffy as ever.
"If I don't come, I'll be breaking my promise, and you'll definitely scold me to death."
My girlfriend couldn't stop crying and her voice was choked with sobs.
Their carriage got lower and lower, gradually reaching the lowest point, and a circle was over.
The carriage returns to the slot and the door opens automatically.
Wei Haichen looked outside the door with a sense of realization. An Rugu, dressed in an impressive ghost messenger costume, was waiting for him outside the door. He was the real god of death.
"I should leave now and find a new boyfriend who will forget me sooner rather than later."
Wei Haichen lowered his head and whispered in her ear, then took a step forward and walked out of the car.
As time passed, the figure gradually changed from translucent to completely transparent and almost disappeared.
He walked up to An Rugu, but before he could say anything, his hollow heart was pierced by someone.
The severe pain made him bend down involuntarily, and he was confused for a moment.
He was about to lose his soul, why was he still abusing the prisoners?
However, the pain gradually subsided. He looked down and saw that his soul, which was about to disappear, was no longer transparent.
His eyes lit up, with surprise and confusion in his heart. He looked up at An Rugu and saw that she was holding a strand of black silk thread in her hand.
Looking closely, there are densely packed runes written on the silk thread.
He was stunned: "Master Yincha, this is what your colleague planted for me, why did you pull it out?"
He should have been terrified by this thing.
"It's not written in my Yincha Code that the underworld has such rules."
When something unexpected happens, there must be something fishy going on. If it does, it will be ruined.
An Rugu recited the golden light spell, and dazzling golden light pierced towards the black silk thread.
The black silk thread struggled for a while like a cocoon, but was no match for the golden light and turned into wisps of smoke that were swallowed up by the golden light.
Wei Haichen suddenly felt his whole body lighten, and his originally illusory soul became solid again, almost the same as when he first became a ghost.
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A middle school somewhere in the motherland
The teacher was giving a lecture at the podium and the students were listening attentively. The atmosphere was very harmonious.
A handsome male student in the back row was sitting with his legs crossed, looking nonchalant.
He looked down at his mobile phone, tapping away without any hesitation, looking so carefree that it seemed as if he was at home instead of at school.
The teacher was very angry when he saw this, but he didn't dare to do anything.
After all, Qian Weilai is a prominent figure, and the principal of this private school has to bow and nod when he sees him.
It is said that his family is as rich as his surname, but even with so much money, he seems to be still not satisfied and is a money-grubber.
His family seems to be into metaphysics, and I heard that someone previously paid a large sum of money to hire Qian Weilai to create a nasty rival.
Soon the boy had to drop out of school. I heard that he was suffering from strange nightmares.
He didn't know whether the news was true or not. It could be a rumor, or it could be true. But he didn't dare to say anything or ask anything.
If I scold him, not only will I lose my job, but I will also be pestered by him.
Oh, if only someone could control him...
At this moment, for some reason, a "puff" sound was heard.
Everyone looked towards the source of the sound and immediately screamed: “Ahhhhhhh!”
It sounded like Qian Weilai spat out water, but he actually spat out blood-red liquid.
The desks were splattered with spurts of blood, soaking the books, as if a murder scene was being filmed.
The closer people were to Qian Weilai, the more frightened they were. They saw clearly that he was concentrating on playing with his phone and did not drink the bloody water. The only thing he vomited could be something in his body...
Everyone looked closely and saw the blood-red color and the faint smell of blood...what else could it be other than blood?
For a moment, everyone retreated frantically as if there was an earthquake, wishing they could run away right away.
Only a small number of people endured the fear and sat where they were, feeling worried and suspicious about Qian Weilai.
The famous school bully in the class actually got a strange disease.
Qian Weilai ignored the screams of the crowd, wiped the corners of his mouth, and gritted his teeth.
The scene brought back by the curse before it disappeared appeared in his mind, and the dazzling golden light burned his eyes painfully.
The destruction of the curse was equivalent to the destruction of his body parts, causing irreversible trauma to his body. Vomiting blood was only a superficial symptom, and his internal organs were more seriously injured.
Damn, why is it her again!
It was she who snatched away the almost undisintegrating zombie, it was she who broke Lu Fang's luck, and it was she who broke the ghost servant's curse.
Why does she always go against me and Youdu?
Others always say that the people in Youdu are lingering ghosts, but she is the real lingering ghost for Youdu!
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Wei Haichen was not a stupid person. After a few thoughts, he guessed part of the truth: "Could it be that the ghost messenger was a fake one who deliberately deceived me?"
“This possibility cannot be ruled out.”
"But... I'm so ordinary, how could someone remember me?"
An Rugu recalled his birth date, counted on her fingers, her eyes flickered slightly, and she understood.
Wei Haichen's four pillars are pure yang, which is what people often call a pure yang constitution.
People with pure Yin and pure Yang physiques can make rapid progress in cultivation and become much stronger than those with ordinary physiques.
Refined into a ghost servant, with different abilities and reactions.
That person pretended to be a ghost servant, and made him willingly plant a curse in his heart. Compared with resistance, a voluntary ghost servant is naturally stronger.
I don’t know who is taking advantage of people’s hearts and is so cruel as to pretend to be a ghost and put on a big drama like a dramatic actor.
But she broke his curse, and the backlash will be returned a hundredfold.
An Rugu collected her thoughts and did not intend to explain it to him so clearly. She said casually, "Don't worry about it. Come back to the underworld with me."
"……good."
The soul-locking chain grew without wind and locked Wei Haichen's waist.
Wei Haichen, with chains on his body, took a step forward and looked back reluctantly, hoping to take one last look at his girlfriend.
He would never see her again when he went to the underworld.
However, when he turned his head, his eyes met with those of his girlfriend in the car and they looked at each other straight.
She looked at herself closely, with a sad expression.
A strong sense of doubt suddenly surged in his heart. He was already dead. Isn't it said that the living cannot meet the dead? How could she see him?
In an instant, the soul-locking chain in An Rugu's hand grew suddenly, stabbed all the way to the woman, and wrapped around her waist. His tone was indifferent, as if everything was expected.
"You are not on my mission book, but since you are here, come with me."
Wei Haichen stared blankly at the long soul-locking chain and his crying girlfriend at the end, and he couldn't recover for a long time.
The ghost came to take away his soul, which meant that his girlfriend was about to die. Would she have the same short life as him?
The girlfriend was pulled by the soul-locking chain, walked out of the car, and walked towards him step by step, firmly.
He lifted his left foot, then his right foot, and a touch of light blue inadvertently caught his eye.
He lowered his head and looked at her shoes. They were a brand new pair of blue canvas shoes, but there were traces of blood on the edges.
His past memories suddenly came back to him, and the last scene he saw before he died seemed to be a lonely blue canvas shoe.
Seeing him staring at her shoes, his girlfriend wiped her tears and said with a smile: "I bought new shoes especially for today. Do they look good?"
In an instant, Wei Haichen understood everything.
Not only did he die in that car accident, but also...his girlfriend.
My girlfriend didn't go to the underworld to be reincarnated, but stayed in the human world like me. She came to the amusement park at the agreed time and rode the Ferris wheel with me...
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He immediately turned around and knelt down in front of An Rugu, looking panicked: "Master Yincha, please help her and don't let her soul fly away."
There is almost no other possibility for my girlfriend to appear here, except that she is the same as me.
He paid the price of his soul being torn apart in order to appear in the human world and fulfill his promise with the Ferris wheel.
The same goes for my girlfriend.
When the audience in the live broadcast room saw An Rugu hook his girlfriend away with a chain, they shouted in surprise. Many viewers understood the situation through the information revealed by Wei Haichen.
[Oh my god, oh my god, so in the script, this handsome guy is a ghost, and his girlfriend is also a ghost! The anchor knew it from the beginning, but didn't say it out loud, so that they could fulfill the agreement. ]
[The host is so gentle, I cried to death. ]
[The handsome guy is willing to die for his girlfriend, and the girlfriend is also willing to die for the handsome guy. What kind of beautiful love is this? 】
[I am dying of knocking. I am dying of knocking. 】
[The two actors' acting is so good, the script is also good, my tears are worthless! ]
The next second, a hand as white as jade penetrated into the girlfriend's chest, and wisps of black smoke were pulled out by her.
An Rugu's eyes changed slightly: "Get up."
She would have done it even if he hadn't said it.
As the saying goes, love what you do. Although she is a rookie now, she thinks she will be a good messenger.
She can do what ordinary ghost messengers can do, and she can also do what ordinary ghost messengers cannot do.
"Thank you, Master Yincha."
Wei Haichen recalled the flowery words he had learned from movies and TV dramas, and quickly expressed his sincerity: "In the next life, I will repay the ghost even if I have to beg you for mercy and work like a slave."
An Rugu resisted: "...I know what you mean. There are constraints between the words of ghosts. Don't make a promise easily."
This is the new era, she doesn't take slaves.
Seeing how noble and upright she was, the couple admired her beyond words.
"Enter the soul-calling banner. I'll take you to the land temple to cancel your household registration."
She moved her mind slightly, and the soul-calling flag moved without wind. The two ghosts were sucked into the flag, and there was no trace of the two people in the amusement park anymore.
After the Ferris wheel closed, the staff packed up their things and prepared to go off work.
She rubbed her sore neck and said goodbye to the couple who came out: "Goodbye."
She watched as one loving couple after another left, and couldn't help being infected by their emotions, with a faint smile on her face.
They are so loving.
At this moment, she suddenly thought of something and looked towards the entrance, attracting the attention of her colleagues next to her.
My colleague smiled and said, "What are you looking at? You look like a monkey."
"I saw a couple go in earlier, but I don't think I saw them come out."
The colleague shrugged it off: “Maybe you didn’t notice they came out.”
"That's impossible. They are so bright-looking. I won't forget them."
The colleague thought for a moment and said, "Maybe they left when you went to the bathroom just now."
"I see. That makes sense then."
The staff member suddenly realized, accepted the answer in his heart, and secretly laughed at himself for thinking too much.
How could it be possible that two ghosts came to the Ferris wheel to make a wish?
How loving they must be then.
..........
An Rugu, with the three ghosts in the soul-calling banner and a mourning stick, walked towards the land temple.
The soul does not go to the underworld immediately after death, and the underworld is not a place where just anyone can enter.
Just like getting a death certificate in the human world, they need to go to the office to cancel their human household registration and get a pass before they can go to the underworld.
Only a few people in the live broadcast room were skeptical and felt that there was a certain degree of authenticity.
Most viewers have a deep-rooted materialistic worldview and still believe that this is a recorded broadcast with special effects.
As the name suggests, recorded broadcasting means playing previously recorded videos in the live broadcast room.
They believed that An Rugu had filmed the video, prepared the special effects, and put it in the live broadcast room for everyone to see.
She doesn't interact much with the audience, which indirectly confirms the truth of this statement.
As a very popular fortune-telling anchor, many people believe in An Rugu's abilities.
They had not had their fortunes told on the spot like the destined person, but they also felt that the fortune-telling she said should be correct. After all, so many destined people had said it was correct.
But the gap between ghosts and numerology is too big, and almost no one can accept it so quickly.
For example, many people occasionally go to have their faces read, ask a blind man to tell their fortunes, or occasionally look at a koi picture and pray that they will pass the exams, but almost no one believes that ghosts exist.
Moreover, decades of worldview cannot be destroyed by just a few dozen minutes of live broadcast. The brain will subconsciously look for the most reasonable answer to itself and instill it into itself.
This is one of the brain's protective mechanisms.
Therefore, everyone always holds Schrödinger's attitude towards metaphysics, selectively accepting what they want to accept and rejecting everything else.
For example, when the left eye twitches, many people will be very happy and think that they will have good luck for the day. But when the right eye twitches, they will want to curse feudal superstition.
[Ding Dong——Ghost +2]
[Even after praising it for so long, I still want to praise the host's special effects again. If ghosts exist, I think they should be the kind of phantom feet that don't touch the ground. ]
[One more thing, after the anchor became famous, he really recruited a great team, and the quality of the videos is so high. Why don't you change to a metaphysical TV series? I won't watch it if you are not on the ratings list next year.]
[What the host did is very meaningful. I, a person who never pays attention to traditional culture, actually searched for Yinchai and learned a little about the underworld. Yinchai is equivalent to the police in the human world, and there are dangers when working. The mourning stick in the hands of the ghost of death is called the electric baton of the underworld. ]
[The host said today's mission is to lead ghosts to the underworld. We won't build landscapes all the way to the underworld, right? That would be too big a scene, and it would cost a lot of money.]
[The host's ten-year-old fan said, "You can't imagine it, but the host can do it. Maybe the gates of hell and the road to hell have all been set up for you (dog head). 】
[Host: You guys are a bunch of freeloaders. You didn't even invest a penny in gifts, but you still want such a big scene? I'm really impressed by you guys. ]
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