Chapter 12
It's time to act. Li Yang turned off the alarm, grabbed his phone and rushed out.
The door of the opposite room was wide open, with no lights on, and the night wind gently fluttered the curtains on both sides. He only casually glanced at the interior layout without paying much attention, slid down the stairs, and ran into the man in the living room.
The movie screen was emitting a faint blue light. When the man heard the noise, his eyes moved away from the screen and fell on him.
"Going part-time?"
The tone sounded like a parent caring for their college student who was working and studying.
"..." Li Yang nodded.
Zhou Du put down the game controller, stood up, took the car keys and threw them to him, "Drive my car."
Li Yang subconsciously didn't want to accept unnecessary favors: "No, I have a bicycle."
Another coat was thrown at Li Yang, covering his head and making his vision dark.
He pulled it open, the dryness made him even hotter, "I don't need it!!"
Zhou Du glanced at his short-sleeved T-shirt and said, "Wear it. It's autumn now."
"Even if I--" I can die of heat, it won't be cold enough, ok?
"A fine of 1,000 yuan was imposed on children for catching a cold due to personal precautions."
Li Yang zipped up his jacket to the bottom, with the lower half of his face buried in the windproof collar of his sports jacket that was a little too big for him.
He frowned, pursed his lips, and without further ado, he grabbed the car keys and went out.
If you want to drive, just drive his car. If you don’t fleece the capitalists, you are not the successor of socialism.
When the black Mercedes pulled over to the intersection where the accident happened in the city, Li Yang did not rush to get out of the car. The bright light from the screen of the elderly mobile phone reflected on his face.
There is a new victim in the super topic, it happened tonight.
After reading the tearful account of "Gulu, may you have a son soon and live together forever," Li Yang ignored the messy and collapsed psychological descriptions between the lines and extracted the key words.
Ghost blocking the road, ghost building a wall.
After searching for relevant news about this section of road in the past month, I only found one report of a traffic accident.
Li Yang then screened the "latest" list of the deceased who had not been reported to the underworld and locked in on the suspected ghost.
Qian Ran died in a car accident on the 9th of last month. Since then, he has been wandering around the world, specifically arresting passers-by who return home late at night.
Li Yang got off the car, walked to the huge intersection and observed for a while, then walked around the area for a few times. It took him half an hour, and he finally made a discovery on a deserted path.
The street light above his head flickered, and a girl appeared in the green belt diagonally across the path.
She squatted on the curb with her back to Li Yang.
The energy at this time seemed unstable, or in other words, very weak. The figure appeared and disappeared from time to time, flashing like a faulty videotape.
When Li Yang approached, she was pulling out the tips of grass on the lawn, muttering to herself, "So boring. Being a ghost is so boring. As a ghost, I can't check Weibo. As a ghost, I can't dig up new CP materials all the time."
The last long "Alas" was full of sadness.
Then she lowered her head and repeated these words, immersed in her sorrow. She didn't notice the presence of strangers, which made people feel embarrassed to disturb her.
Li Yang coughed lightly, and the girl stopped chattering and slowly turned back.
After taking a look, he turned back and continued pulling out the weeds.
Li Yang: "Qian Ran, your time is up, follow me."
Qian Ran: "Where are you going? To your brother and brother's wedding hall?"
"...Yellow King's Palace."
"Oh, at least I have a palace." She didn't stop pulling weeds. An hour ago, she was still pressing the middle-aged uncle's head to ship him as a couple, but now she was obviously depressed. "I'm too lazy to hide from you evil people. If you want to catch me, just catch me. Whoever catches me will take care of it. Be prepared. Anyway, I plan to escape as soon as I get bored. It doesn't matter whether I can escape or not, I'm just bored."
Li Yang imitated her and squatted beside the curbstone, one facing the road while the other with his back to the road, "I want to burn a cell phone for you?"
Qian Ran paused while pulling out the weeds. "Is the underworld connected to the internet?"
"As far as I know, it is connected. 5G WiFi covers the entire underworld."
"Then I want the latest Apple."
Li Yang nodded, "Okay."
The girl lowered her head and pulled weeds again, still emo, "Actually, I have another wish."
"you say."
"I haven't finished editing the CP video yet. The fans on the website platform don't know what happened to me and are still eagerly waiting for my update. If someone can help me finish it, I will definitely listen to him and send me to hell rather than heaven." Then she stared at him with a sparkling look.
"You're overthinking. Heaven doesn't accept idiots." Heaven does not correspond to the underworld. The concept of the underworld is not just purgatory, it also serves as a transit station for souls.
Li Yang made up a story, but still stood up and asked, "How do I cut it?"
Qian Ran jumped up and flew around like a deflated balloon: "It's easy, just use the computer! Let's go! Let's go to my house! It's very close."
Li Yang followed her general direction, and she muttered in the air:
"No one is home. It's my own small apartment, which I just bought last year."
"After I died, my parents put my belongings up for sale online, but they haven't found a buyer yet, so most of them haven't been cleared out yet."
"Oh, I'm so hungry." Passing by a barbecue stall that opened late at night, she smelled the aroma of cumin-sprinkled barbecued meat and thought to herself, "I suddenly want to eat wontons."
Li Yang: “?” It was indeed quite sudden.
He paused and asked, "Do you want wontons or barbecue?"
At this time, the wonton shop was closed. The last wave of customers at the barbecue restaurant also checked out and left. The boss was packing up the tables and chairs outside. When he saw Li Yang standing alone at the door, he asked, "Young man, do you want to eat? If not, I'll pack up and close the shop."
Qian Ran said with reluctance: "Then let's grill it, that's fine." Then he floated into the store and loudly told Li Yang by the glass of the food refrigerator: "I want lamb, chicken gizzards, pork belly, squid, duck tongue and butter skewers, two skewers of cauliflower, two skewers of leeks, one skewers of roasted green peppers and a corn cob!"
Li Yang relayed the order to the boss.
Qian Ran: "Let's have another plate of fried snails, with more chili."
Li Yang: "Add another serving of snails."
"Okay." The boss turned around and did it.
Qian Ran followed the boss around, drooling as he sprinkled the seasoning on him.
A fat man in a gray Taoist robe came out from the corner holding a live broadcast phone. "Recently, there is a new supernatural rumor in Nanjiang City. The location is near Wenchun Road. Many brothers are urging me to go there to exorcise demons... Yes, yes, listen to the love story of the elder brother and the younger brother."
"Then Fatty will come here tonight and show you what's causing the trouble."
"Don't want to see the anchor's fat face? Okay, okay, I'll switch the rear camera and show you. This is Wenchun Road where the paranormal happened. It looks a bit like a spooky scene from a horror movie in the middle of the night, so let's add a very suitable background music."
Liang Tang held the phone steadily, turned around, and scanned the panoramic view of Wenchun Road into the camera. He lowered his head to fiddle with the small speaker on his waist, and a nursery rhyme played cheerfully.
[Another children's song! ]
[It's time for children's songs. I have to say that I feel relaxed now. I'm not scared even if I see a ghost. It feels like the host is going to play the children's game of "you clap, I clap" with the ghost in the next second.]
[Hahahahaha, it’s my daily routine. When there’s an air fight scene, I’ll even play the military training war song]
[This TM crossbody speaker, I think I saw a teacher using it in my son’s kindergarten? ]
[Yes, it’s the same brand. It can also be used as a loudspeaker. My girlfriend, who is a kindergarten teacher, has one. Every kindergarten teacher has one. It is a must-have for class.]
[Wait! Anchor, don't move! Let me see the barbecue restaurant across the street more clearly! ]
A barrage of comments caused a wave of excitement and curiosity: [What happened? What happened? Did you see something? ! ]
Liang Tang also pointed at the barbecue restaurant: "What's wrong?"
The boss came to the folding table outside with a bunch of barbecue bamboo skewers and put them down. A young man picked up one and ate it slowly.
[Fuck, there's nothing here]
[Poisoning late at night, hungry]
[You don’t want the anchor to do a food show, do you? ]
The netizen who asked the anchor to stop moving: [(starry eyes) Didn’t you see that boy? Wow, he’s so tall, thin and handsome]
Rows of periods and question marks floated by.
Then the screen went black, and the system prompted: The anchor ran away from home T^T
【? ? 】
[Why did you go off the air? Without even saying hello? ]
[Is there really anything wrong?]
[What the anchor saw was different from what we saw... maybe he really saw something]
[But in the past, he also openly placed the camera to let us watch him fight with the air. It seems that the situation is a bit serious this time.]
[Isn't it a good ghost? Let's listen to the love story.]
…
Good ghost Qian Ran is having a midnight snack.
Ghosts that have not entered the underworld cannot receive incense, paper money, and offerings burned by their families, because such offerings need to pass through the customs of the underworld. But they are not prohibited from eating food, as long as someone explains that this is food for lonely ghosts. Of course, no one will do this.
When the barbecue was served, Li Yang took a small skewer and ordered the plate, telling Tiandi Qiankun that this was the food prepared for the wandering soul Qian Ran. In this way, Qian Ran could eat it, and only Qian Ran could eat it.
In Liang Tang's eyes, there was a female ghost sitting opposite his colleague, lying on the table and wolfing down the smell of food.
Qian Ran had only eaten half of his meal when Fatty Liang came over aggressively. He was almost scared to death, "Ahhh Taoist priest! Don't take me!"
Li Yang: "I know him, don't be nervous."
Qian Ran breathed a sigh of relief. This was the first time she had met a Taoist priest since she became a ghost. In the horror Hong Kong movies she had been exposed to since she was a child, the Taoist priests were either old-fashioned people who could not tolerate any ghosts and had to destroy them to ashes, or evil old men who took ghosts to refine. Of course, she was afraid.
"..." Liang Tang looked like he was depraved, "How could you! Eat with a ghost!"
"Why not?" Qian Ran replied, "He is a ghost messenger."
? ?
Liang Tang seemed to have thought of something and looked at his colleague: "Is this what you mean by occasional part-time job?"
Liang Pangzi was shocked when he got a positive answer: "Our Zhengdao kindergarten in the world of the living has produced a civil servant from the underworld??!"
The small speaker on my waist automatically skipped to the next song after the nursery rhyme I forgot to turn off ended. A childish voice said in the prelude: "Baby Bus~"
Qian Ran began to hum along, twisting his body while eating.
Fatty Liang originally wanted to ask about the whole thing, but after being interrupted, he decided to have beer and barbecue first.
He pressed the pause button. "Forget it, let's do it this way. Boss, give me two bottles of cold beer! And grill anything except beef."
The sturdy man sat down, and the boss opened two bottles of cold beer and brought them to him. Fatty Liang poured them into a plastic cup and drank them in one gulp.
Li Yang asked him: "Why are you here?"
"I'm here to broadcast live. Room number 13579 of blingblingTV. ID: Erguocefu. Pretty wild, right? If you have nothing to do, you can follow me and I'll give you some free gifts." Fatty Liang pointed at Qian Ran. "This female ghost is really popular now."
Qian Ran: “Oh?”
Li Yang: ...
Oh, the order that his superior in the underworld taught him to grab belonged to his colleague in the world.
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