Chapter 2 Chapter 2 Dead but not completely dead

Guangqi moved, as if nodding, and Fang Hui sat paralyzed on the ground with a cry.

Guangqi floated over to observe him, but saw that he suddenly sat up again: "Am I going to reincarnate?"

Guangqi obviously did not expect that he would accept the fact of his death so quickly. After a pause, he replied: "You can't reincarnate."

"Why?" Fang Hui's brows wrinkled immediately.

"Didn't the ghost just say that you did too many evil things when you were alive and don't meet the standards for reincarnation." Guangqi replied to him lightly.

"What did I do?!" If Fang Hui hadn't been in pain from being beaten all over, he would have jumped up to argue.

"Don't you know what you did? Do you want me to tell you one by one?"

Then the ball of light said several "good things" that Fang Hui had done. If ordinary people heard it, they would probably beat him up.

"..." Fang Hui seemed to be choked. His face turned blue and white. He wanted to refute but couldn't find any reason to refute. In the end, his face turned red.

"Is it clear now?" The light said lightly, "So what qualifications do you have to reincarnate? Huh?"

Fang Hui's teeth were about to bleed. He lowered his eyes, clenched his fists tightly, and breathed heavily.

I don't know what he is thinking now, but he has calmed down.

The light didn't talk to him either. They just stayed there quietly, and the atmosphere was weird.

After a long time, Fang Hui finally raised his eyelids: "What should I do now? Those people just said they would throw me into hell? Is it the eighteenth level of hell? I won't go..."

"..." Guangqi was silent for a moment, "It's okay not to go."

"Really?!" Fang Hui's eyes, which had been dim just now, suddenly lit up, and he looked at Guangqi expectantly.

"If you can do some good things, accumulate good karma, and reach the standard for reincarnation, you naturally don't have to go to hell." Guangqi said.

"What standard?" Fang Hui asked impatiently.

"First, you need to donate 5 billion." Guangqi said.

"What do you mean 5 billion?" Fang Hui was confused again, and then he looked at the light energy and seemed to rub his illusory thumb and index finger, and then reacted, "You mean donating money? How can I have 5 billion!"

"Heavenly Coins, printed by Tiandi Bank." Light energy said word by word.

"..." Fang Hui cursed secretly, thinking that it was RMB. Although he didn't know the price of the ghost money, he should be able to buy it for tens of thousands of yuan.

Thinking of this, he nodded: "Okay."

"Okay, what's okay? Where can you find money in this ghostly state?" Light energy reminded him mercilessly.

Fang Hui immediately felt his temples jump, and just as he was about to explode, he had to hold back: "Where do you say I should find it?"

Guangqi shook: "You can tell your father in your dream and ask him to burn some for you."

"...Okay." Fang Hui looked at this thing as if it hadn't finished talking, "What else?"

"Also, you need to accumulate a thousand merits, such as catching ghosts and demons. This way, it will be considered as accumulating merits, and you will be able to reincarnate smoothly when the time comes." Guangqi told him.

"Huh? What nonsense are you talking about? Where are ghosts in this world?" Fang Hui looked at him as if he was an idiot.

If Fang Hui had opened his third eye at this moment, he would have seen that Guangqi's anger value had already accumulated.

But he was a mortal now, and he was dead, so he could only see the ball of phosgene expander shaking rapidly for a few times, and then calmed down again.

"No ghosts? Look at what you are now?" The phosgene said with gritted teeth.

Fang Hui looked down at himself, oh, he had forgotten about this, he was dead now.

"Then how do I catch ghosts? Do you want to give me some magic weapons? Or teach me some magic? Otherwise how can I catch them? You have to give me some equipment if you want me to do the job, right?" Fang Hui spread his hands and asked for something righteously.

"You f---..." The phosgene almost swore, and he shut his mouth abruptly, he had to pay attention to his image.

After calming down, Guangqi approached Fang Hui and transformed into an illusory hand to poke the annoying boy, "Fang Hui, listen to me, you are dead now, just a ghost, you have no right to ask me for anything, understand? I can make you disappear from here with a flick of my finger, or let you enter the endless hell to suffer thousands of years of torture. I will let you suffer the pain of ants eating away your bones, and let you soak in the miasma pool until your skin is torn and your flesh is rotten, so you'd better respect me, understand? understand?!" "...

Ye...Yes..." Fang Hui was obviously scared. No one had ever spoken to him like this since he was a child, so he was inevitably scared.

Seeing that he could still understand human words, Guangqi stopped being furious, retracted the transformed hand, and shrank into a fluffy cloud again.

Being frightened by this thing, Fang Hui felt his heartbeat speed up. He gritted his teeth and asked cautiously: "Then, what should I do?"

The light gas snorted: "You can't do anything now, but... you can find a Taoist priest to help you."

"Taoist priest?" In the mind of Fang Hui, who has received modern scientific education and development, he thinks that Taoist priests are charlatans.

The light gas said slowly: "Yes, you cooperate with him. After you have accumulated a thousand points of Yinde, you will naturally be successful." Fang Hui

felt a dull pain in his stomach from being beaten just now. He covered his stomach and looked at the light gas: "Then where can I find this person? And what am I now? A ghost? A zombie?"

The light gas seemed to roll his eyes at him, and then seemed to think of something.

Its whole body was glowing, as if it had cast a magic spell. Fang Hui felt something being sucked out of his body, and then he saw several glowing gases coming out of his body and flying into the "body" of the light gas.

"What did you do to me?" Fang Hui was a little scared. He touched himself, and apart from the pain from being hit just now, he didn't notice anything else unusual. "Did you suck out my soul?"

The light gas suddenly laughed out loud: "I didn't expect your brain to be useful. Yes, I sucked out your two souls and six spirits, and now you only have one soul and one spirit left."

Although he didn't know much about these metaphysical gods and ghosts, Fang Hui still had a certain concept of the saying that people have three souls and seven spirits.

He looked at the light gas with some horror, and the light gas said: "I sucked out your soul and spirit, so that you won't go back to the human world to do evil."

Fang Hui: "..."

Guangqi continued, "Your soul is incomplete now. When you return to the human world, remember, one, you cannot possess a living person; two, you cannot be exposed to sunlight for a long time; three, you cannot frequently enter other people's dreams. Otherwise, you will die, and die miserably, and then even the gods will not be able to save you. Do you remember these three points?"

"..." Although Fang Hui didn't quite understand, he nodded quickly when he heard Guangqi ask this.

"By the way, you are not allowed to do bad things, otherwise I will immediately let the ghost catch you back." Guangqi added, and a gust of wind blew along with Guangqi's words, opening a door beside Fang Hui. "Okay, go ahead."

The door was about three meters high, very much like the gate of an ancient courtyard, but it was emitting green gas, and the middle of the gate was dark green, like a deep pool, and the situation inside could not be seen.

"This is the Xuan Yao Gate, which can connect the living world and the underworld." Guangqi seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be explaining to Fang Hui.

Fang Hui took a step towards the Xuan Yao Gate, then turned around and looked at Guangqi: "How do you know if I have accumulated any Yin De?"

Guangqi conjured up a transparent display in front of him, with Fang Hui's photo, his birthday and resume on it, and the words "Yin De (0/1000)" written next to it.

"Every time you complete a task, it will be automatically recorded here." Guangqi said.

Fang Hui never thought that there was such an advanced thing in the underworld.

"But...but how do I know how much I have accumulated?" Fang Hui was stunned for a long time before squeezing out a few words from his teeth.

Guangqi obviously expected him to ask this question, so he transformed a spell and the spell flew to Fang Hui's left wrist.

After a slight pain, Fang Hui saw a capital "zero" on his wrist.

"Every time you save a little, the number here will change. When the number becomes one thousand, you can come back." Guangqi explained to him.

"Hiss... this..." Fang Hui thought, wouldn't it be all capital letters? Wouldn't that hurt like hell?

So he looked at Guangqi eagerly: "That is to say... can... can Arabic numerals be used instead?"

"Huh? Why?" Guangqi was puzzled.

"It hurts a little." Fang Hui said.

Guangqi snorted: "Okay, beg me?"

"..." If Fang Hui didn't know that he couldn't beat it, he really wanted to punch it. He gritted his teeth and squeezed out two extremely unnatural words, "Please."

As Guangqi cast the spell, Fang Hui's wrist hurt again, and the capital zero turned into the number "0".

"Is that all right?" Seeing Fang Hui standing there in a daze without saying anything, the light energy created a gust of wind and blew Fang Hui up.

Fang Hui was swept up by the air flow and then sent into the Xuan Yao Gate.

Fang Hui subconsciously closed his eyes, and heard the sound of the wind whistling in his ears.

When he came to his senses, he found himself standing in the middle of the road under the scorching sun, with cars coming and going all around him.

The sudden change in light made him very uncomfortable, and he felt dizzy.

Remembering that the light energy said that he couldn't stand in the sun, Fang Hui hurriedly raised his legs and wanted to leave the spot.

"Ding ding!!"

Suddenly, a car honked and whizzed past Fang Hui. Fang Hui quickly retracted his feet. He looked at the place where the car passed by and spat: "Driving so fast! Hurry up and reincarnate!"

Just after he finished cursing, another car rushed past him, and Fang Hui dodged it again.

When he left the road with trepidation, he found that he had already sweated all over and felt uncomfortable all over.

He raised his head and looked at the road sign next to him, and found that he was sent to the highway. No wonder these cars were driving as if they were flying.

"Does that bastard want me to die?" Fang Hui cursed, "I knew he had bad intentions."

There was a big tree on the side of the road, and the dense and spacious tree crown cast a shadow on the ground.

Fang Hui hurriedly moved over there, and immediately felt a cool breeze, and couldn't help but sighed comfortably.

The ball of light just now told Fang Hui that the Taoist priest's name was Ning Helan, and his home was on the 9th floor of Building X of Yishan Yayuan.

Fang Hui knew this place. He had a friend who lived here before he died, and he had visited his home several times, but he had never heard of a Taoist priest living in their community?

However, the name Ning Helan sounded like a Taoist disciple, and he might be a Taoist priest with profound Taoist skills. When the time comes, he can ask him if he can save him, and he won't have to do any good deeds.

With a wishful thinking in his mind, Fang Hui took another look at the road sign. Good guy, this place is more than 40 kilometers away from the city center, and he will have to walk for a long time.

Thinking of hailing a taxi on the roadside, no car stopped. Fang Hui quickly lost his patience. However, he didn't have a cell phone and no money. He cursed and stood there annoyed.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, making it impossible to open one's eyes.

Fang Hui felt the wind getting stronger and stronger. His feet felt weak. He was blown up like this.

"Fuck?"

Fang Hui was blown up into the sky with only these words.

Fang Hui, who was swept away by the strong wind, flew in the air for a long time, and then fell heavily to the ground.

"Hiss..." Fang Hui's bones were in so much pain that they were about to fall apart.

The strong wind threw him here and then quickly dissipated, as if it was specially sent to him.

Fang Hui lay on the ground for a long time before getting up. He had just been beaten up by the ghost in the underworld, and now he was thrown down from a thousand meters high.

If he had not been a soul, he would have died again.

Fang Hui raised his head and looked around. As luck would have it, the gust of wind blew him to the gate of a community.

There was a piece of marble next to the elegantly decorated community gate, and the carved words "Yishan Yayuan" shone in the sun.

Is this it? Fang Hui smiled bitterly. This is really... a blind cat meets a dead mouse.

The community guard was standing outside the guardhouse and exercising, and there were many property owners coming in and out.

Although Fang Hui was not an owner of this community, he thought that if he said he was here to see a friend, the guard would not stop him.

Thinking of this, he patted the dust off his body and wanted to fix his hair in front of the marble next to him, but he didn't expect that the marble surface didn't reflect anything.

Fang Hui was shocked and stared at the marble that was so black that it could be a mirror.