The house is money, the story is life

"In front of the mirror, I only hate Jun Gu Shao, but Jun Qian looks at his eyes and dare not be greedy... Yiyi Yangliu can't keep it, strands of sorrow and thoughts are still lingering..."

In the ear, a soft and waxy voice was humming a strange song. It was a tune that had never been heard before, but it felt very familiar to the ear.

Xu Zhengran sat in front of the dressing table mirror, staring blankly at himself in the mirror, but only saw a beautiful woman with cloudy temples and crescent eyebrows carefully pasting flowers on her forehead.Xu Zhengran gave a strange "eh", touched his forehead, and couldn't help standing up from his seat. Unexpectedly, just as his buttocks left the seat, he was pressed hard on his shoulders and pressed back hard, and immediately his scalp burst Stinging, the scene in the mirror changed again and again——

Different clothes, different looks, different makeup, each young and beautiful face flashed in front of the mirror one by one, until finally, it was fixed on a very familiar face.

Beige dress, big deer eyes, looking at Xu Zhengran through the mirror, his pretty face is full of confusion.

Xu Zhengran was about to cry out, but his voice was blocked in his throat—he couldn't make a sound, he could only watch the girl sitting there blankly, with her silky long hair hanging down, one strand of which suddenly went up A movement, as if being gently picked up by someone.

"Who's there!" Xu Zhengran yelled that he couldn't even hear, his voice was half panic and half angry.He stood up suddenly, looked back aggressively, the movement was so big that even the chair was overturned, and what he found in the end was nothing but nothingness.

There was nothing behind him.

A distant and mechanical female voice floated from another direction, Xu Zhengran turned around in astonishment, and was immediately surrounded by darkness——

Xu Zhengran was startled, and opened his eyes suddenly.

The voice of the station announcement came from the radio. He rubbed his eyes, stared blankly for a while, and finally remembered where he was.

He is now sitting on the bus home.He has arrived.

Xu Zhengran didn't like Xia Shi, but he had to admit that although that guy's words were not flattering, he was really right in one sentence.

"Damn" is indeed a very convenient ability.But it's also troublesome.

Although this kind of ability appears so frequently in film and television novels that it has almost reached the point of being a bad street, but in fact, among the real psychics, there are not many who have the ability to "hell"-if you think that all " "Psychic" refers to the type of people who can deal with so-called ghosts, which is a big mistake. There are many forms of "spirit". Plants and trees can become living creatures when they are pregnant, objects can become spirits when they become wise, and life can be transformed into undead after death. Undead transformed from humans can also be called "ghosts".Once the creatures and spirits are formed, they can practice and develop on their own. As long as they don't die, they won't die easily; only the undead, as the residual warmth of life left in this world, will disappear on their own once the time limit is up.

There are many forms of spirits, and there is naturally no single type of "psychic".As far as Xu Zhengran knows, there are almost no human beings who can deal with all spirits, and basically they can only contact one of them.Some are good friends with all kinds of vegetable spirits, and the house grows leeks every day; some are always arguing with microwave ovens and refrigerators, and are always on hunger strike; Bringing back a bunch of rare materials; it can be said that only you don't believe that there is no non-existence.

However, among all kinds of strange psychics, there are really few people with the ability to see ghosts like Xu Zhengran.

There are a large number of undead, easy to communicate, can move at will, and have average abilities, making them very convenient partners.But there are really not many psychics who can contact the undead.Xu Zhengran's explanation for this is - probably people are born with an instinct to fear death.

The undead may not necessarily harm people, but they have already carried the mark of death on their bodies.This kind of imprint will be transmitted to the psychic with contact, with some memory and emotional fragments, mixed into the psychic's own memory, and often followed by various flashes of terror. Returns, dreams, and an inexplicable sense of déjà vu.

Just like the dream he just had on the bus.

Xu Zhengran dragged himself out of the car, still rubbing his temple vigorously with one hand.Although the dream had passed, the panic in the dream still persisted, making him feel very uncomfortable.

The trouble with the hell ability is most obvious here.Xu Zhengran sighed silently, and walked slowly towards the house.

He just moved to this place not long ago. He lives in the smallest room in a small courtyard surrounded by the family.The two larger ones on the left and right, one was built by the landlord himself, and the other was rented by the landlord to be used as a small warehouse. Occasionally, someone would come to move things, and the momentum was as big as smashing and looting.

In the yard, there are piles of long stone slabs for construction, which take up a lot of space, and I don’t know what they are used for. In the corner is a public toilet made of cement, which is shared by men and women. It is very simple. If you want to flush, you can only bring a basin in fall.

Although the conditions are a bit low, it's not too hard to bear——Xu Zhengran has to do a psychological construction for himself every time he steps into this courtyard. Anyway, he only lives for a summer vacation. When the summer vacation is over, he will find a place to live.Moreover, there are bathhouses and stations nearby, and it is also close to the place where I work. Although the conditions are a little low, it is not difficult to bear...

——It's strange to be able to bear it!

As soon as he approached his house, Xu Zhengran's heart was full of lying grass.

He put a big bag of cat food by the door, and the bag was torn, and the cat food was pouring out like a gift from heaven, and several wild cats were gathered around, meowing, meowing, eating happily Incomparable.

"Hey!" Xu Zhengran yelled, rushed forward, frantically chased away the stray cats, turned around to look at the bag of cat food, it was already half empty.

"I wipe it, so it can be eaten..." Xu Zhengran carefully lifted the bag, with a helpless expression on his face.This cat food is the common property of the Spiritual Club, and it is specially used for an old black cat in the school. The reason is that the black cat is evil enough.But because the Ghost Club does not have its own activity classroom, the common property of the club can only be taken care of by a few members, and Xu Zhengran's turn is this big bag of cat food.

As a result, most of the grain reserves are gone now.Xu Zhengran wanted to cry, but also seemed to be roaring like a Godzilla - you know, he took the initiative to apply for management of this bag of cat food, not only because it was the old black cat's reserve food, but also because it could become his own Reserve food!

His heart hurts.Although he hasn't really fallen down to the point of eating cat food, his heart still hurts.

I wouldn't have put this outside if I knew it... Xu Zhengran thought so, and carried the cat food into his small room where he had nowhere to stay.The bag was more than half empty, but it didn't take up the original space. Xu Zhengran found a basin, put it in it first, went to make a bowl of instant noodles by himself, ate it in a hurry, turned around and took another big basin, poured it Most of the water, pulled the curtain hanging in the middle of the room, took off his clothes, stepped into the basin, and began to take a bath.

The bathhouse is comfortable, but you can’t go there all the time. Anyway, it’s just a summer vacation, and you can move out after receiving the subsidy in the new semester. If you can handle it now, let’s deal with it first... Xu Zhengran comforted himself by pouring water on his body, saying that As if it was real.

I still have some regrets in my heart.During the final week, the school issued a new announcement that the school dormitories are limited. In order to make room for the incoming freshmen and encourage local students to change from living in school to day-study, they can subsidize thousands of dollars in transportation expenses.Xu Zhengran saw that Qian's eyes were wide open, so he signed up directly. After thinking about it after the application, he was a little ill-considered.

He was alone and helpless. He used to stay at school during long vacations. Now that he changed to day-study, he was kicked out by the dormitory auntie. I am willing to ask others to borrow it, but I just slept at the train station for two days. When I finally went to work in a restaurant, the boss asked a little more, only to find that he had no place to live, so he quickly introduced him here.However, the conditions of this place are poor, the key is that the place is remote, unpopular, and there are many wild cats, plus he himself has a physique that attracts undead...

The more Xu Zhengran thought about it, the colder he felt, and he didn't know if the water had cooled down.He washed off the soap scum on his body, and hurriedly wiped himself up, when he suddenly heard a creaking sound from outside the curtain.

Xu Zhengran froze for a moment, then became angry.Those stray cats didn't count for stealing his food, but now they don't even let go of his last bit of food reserves!

He tossed the towel, and without putting on his pants, he lifted up the curtain and rushed out angrily: "Dead cat! It's endless, right! Believe it or not... eh?"

He stood there, staring at the scene in front of him stupidly.I saw a thick-backed man in a Tang suit, with his back turned to him, shaking his buttocks and sticking out his hips, eating cat food in front of the basin.

Xu Zhengran: "???!"

Wait, in this case, shouldn't he first...

Before Xu Zhengran could decide whether to call the police, stop drinking, or put on his pants, the other party had already sensed his movement, and turned his head with a "uh", his cheeks were still bulging.

Xu Zhengran's breathing stopped suddenly, and he felt dizzy immediately.

At the last moment before losing consciousness, what he saw were the man's golden eyes full of majesty and murderous aura.