Ghost of Tsushima

The ghost named Xiuzhi is the earth-bound spirit of this house. For unknown reasons, he was trapped in this small two-story building. It also entangled Zhong Yuanzhong because the other party was the only one who could see him, so——

"This is the guidance of fate, dwarf human beings!" The ghost named Xiuzhi took two steps back, that is to say, he floated two steps back, with one hand on his chest and the other in a pose of poetry Hugging the sky, squinting his eyes intoxicatedly, he said loudly, "Sure enough, you are the child of destiny who came to help me get out of here!"

"..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the exaggerated ghost in every sense floating in front of him, his temples throbbed.

Why is this ghost so disgusting? Sure enough, he is a fool, right? He went crazy to death, right?

Zhong Yuan also clenched his fists so tightly that he tried his best to suppress his anger, and the words that came out were squeezed out between his teeth, full of threats.

"Bastard, who are you calling short! Are you asking for help!"

After hearing this, Xiu Zhi raised his hand to slightly cover his mouth with his long and thin fingers, with a slightly surprised expression on his face, his kite-colored eyes flickering, his appearance was extremely innocent.

"I'm asking for your help, but I didn't say anything wrong just now."

He reached out and compared Chuya Chuya's head with his hand: "It's about 160? It's just very short... It's only been 200 years, how did human beings degenerate so quickly?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his brows, and heard the crisp sound of his rational thread breaking.

He raised his head and smiled brightly at the ghost.

"Ha ha."

For an explorer, their physical fitness has always been their proud capital. As a well-known practitioner in the industry, Nakahara Zhongya can break down seventy-eight out of ten just by wrestling his wrist, and the remaining twenty-three percent is just a kick. thing.

So he was right under the eyes of the ghost, and before the ghost could react, he quickly jumped over to the large sunny restaurant on the right.

Almost in an instant, the curtains of the restaurant were all drawn. The dilapidated curtains were tightly drawn, and the midday sun shone through the holes in the fabric onto the ground. It was warm and dry just now. The restaurant was filled with a damp and cold atmosphere, and Zhong Yuanzhong also stopped in front of a broken glass window and turned around to look. The ghost stood by the first window of the restaurant, and a beam of sunlight shot out from the broken curtain A fiery thread fell to the ghost's feet.

As expected, the other party's expression was not as unscrupulous and beating up as before. The kite-colored eyes narrowed slightly, staring at him with burning eyes, as if looking at a prey, and even the words that came out had a gloomy and cold look. dead air.

"You can't leave here."

The ghost said, but didn't move forward. The face that Nakahara Chuya had just commented as handsome and affectionate was as hard as an iron plate, and it was as cold as a polar ice sculpture. Looking at the bright line on the side, the corner of his mouth curled up in an undisguised mocking smile.

"I'm leaving, can you control me?"

He took a step back, let the hot wind blowing from the window blow over his body, and the mottled sunlight fell on his face and eyes. Not far away from the sight lit by the sunlight stood the ghost with a cold face and panic.

Zhong Yuan raised his middle finger at the ghost, showing a smug smile.

"Farewell, bastard ghost."

He turned around and jumped onto the window sill lightly, jumping out of the glass hole in the window.

As soon as Zhongyuan Zhongya's front foot landed on the soft grass, he kicked hard, his hind leg fell down and took a big step forward, and he crossed most of the front yard in three or two strokes, leaning his hands on the fence and turning over lightly go out.

Zhong Yuanzhong also pushed aside the bushes that were as tall as a person in front of him, and ran down the hill without stopping, chanting trash talk in his mind while running.

In this broken house, Kajii still wants to bring the goddess to enhance his relationship?Dream him, let that hapless ghost kill him.

Nakahara Chuya ran, and by the time he stopped, he had already reached the foot of the mountain. His mouth was dry and he was very thirsty. He just wanted to buy water from a roadside stand, when he touched his pocket and found his wallet. It was long gone.

His hands were in his pockets, his expression was as sad and sad as if he had swallowed a fly - the wallet was in the backpack, but the backpack was left in the haunted house halfway up the mountain when he was escaping.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought of the gloomy ghost in the haunted house, and finally couldn't hold back and kicked the pebbles under his feet.

"Fuck!"

The pebbles fell into the river with a plop, and the ripples rose and then flattened, leaving no trace at all.

He bought water with the change he found in his pocket, poured half of the bottle into his stomach and half on his head.

The water droplets shone golden in the sun and fell from the maple syrup-colored hair to the ground. Nakahara Nakaya stroked his hair and dialed Kajii Kitaro's phone number.

The phone was picked up after two beeps, and even with such a long distance, the electromagnetic waves couldn't cover up the joy in Kajii's voice.

"Mr. Zhongye? You called at this time, have you arrived at the haunted house?"

"Ah, yes, I've arrived." Zhong Yuan Zhong also just ran down the mountain against the noon sun, and he tried his best to calm down his breathing so that his voice would not sound so trembling.

"Listen, Kajii, that house..."

"Isn't it great?" Kajii laughed loudly, "I knew it would be fine to leave it to Nakaya-kun, just right, I just made a lemon-shaped ring box, but when I opened it, it would be 'boom' The kind that exploded with a bang, isn’t this design extremely ingenious? It took me several days to figure it out, but it’s alright, it’s perfect for expressing my love at first sight and the surging and deep love…”

Listening to Kajii's nonsense, Nakahara sighed and covered his face.

"Kajii..."

"That's right, I knew my idea must be very good, and Mr. Zhongya also thinks it's great, right? By the way, I plan to propose to Miss Xie Ye directly in the haunted house. Look at this..."

"Kajii..."

"What color should I use for the flowers? Red is passionate and white is pure, red, red, white and white together? I think she might not like it, Chuya-kun, do you think..."

"Hey! Listen to me, bastard!" Zhongyuan finally couldn't help shouting at the other end of the phone: "You can't go to that house!"

"Huh? Can't go? Why?" Kajii finally stopped talking and asked in a puzzled tone.

"There are ghosts in that house."

There was a strange silence on the other end of the phone, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also scratched his hair irritably, and repeated the words again.

"I said there was a ghost in that house."

"Nakaya-kun," Kajii asked, "how did you know there was a ghost in the house?"

"I saw it with my own eyes," Nakahara said, "floating in the air, afraid of light, always a ghost."

"Did you see the ghost with your own eyes?" Kajii asked.

"I saw it with my own eyes! He can speak human language!"

"Nakaya-kun..." Kajii's tone sounded weird, "Are you suffering from heat stroke?"

"I didn't, I was talking to you seriously," Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, "I didn't lie to you, there are really ghosts in that house."

"..."

There was a moment of silence on the phone, Nakahara frowned and called out his friend's name: "Kajii?"

"Woo..." The sudden crying made Nakahara Nakaya tremble, Kajii sniffed while crying, and said to him in a little girl's tone, "Nakaya-kun, don't you want to do me this favor?" gone?"

"I didn't..." Chuya Nakahara had no time to explain before being interrupted by Kajii again.

"You said a few days ago that you don't believe in ghosts and gods, and now you are perfunctory me with such things as haunting, oh, just say it if you can't help, why are you fooling me with such things..."

"It's rare for Ms. Xie Ye to ask me to travel on a date for the first time. I didn't expect that I would overturn the car the first time..."

Kajii really began to cry on the phone, the voice was like howling a wolf, and he babbled in Nakahara Chuya's ear about the bankruptcy of the plan, the failure of love, the birds of love were all from the branches fell down and died.

Kajii's chanting on the phone didn't stop, Nakahara Nakaya raised his head and squinted his eyes to look at the bright sunshine all over the sky, he couldn't express the pain in his heart, and the rest was full of exhaustion.

What does it mean to stab a knife for a brother?The real brother is the one who is willing to confront the ghost head-on for his lifelong event.

If it doesn't work, go back to the haunted house. Anyway, according to the ghost, it is possible for me to get him out of the house, so let's help the ghost as soon as possible for the future happiness of my brother.

Nakahara Zhong also let out a long sigh, and looked down at the stall owner who was calling customers to buy water and drinks. The air was steaming at the end of his sight, as if he was going to burn the world.

"Let me take a look for you again." Nakahara Zhong also said while holding up his mobile phone.

The noisy voice on the phone paused for a moment, and then a warm cry broke out.

"I knew you were the best, Nakaya-kun! I have to pick up Ms. Xie Ye from get off work later! Then I will leave this matter to you!"

After Kajii finished speaking, he hung up the phone at the speed of light, afraid that Chuya Nakahara would regret it for a second.

Zhong Yuan put the phone back in his pocket with a heck.

"You bastard, you value sex over friends."

Zhong Yuanzhong also walked slowly on the mountain road with a large bag of bread and bottled water.He took all the change he dug out of his pockets to buy food and water from the stall owner as a reserve for his life in the haunted house.

God knows what method I will use and how long it will take to help that hapless ghost solve the problem.

that ghost...

As soon as Nakahara Chuya thought of his cold aura, he climbed up his back along his spine. That translucent young face seemed to be in his early 20s, but no matter how beautiful and affectionate those iris eyes were, All that came out was a gloomy and dead air.

After all, he has been dead for so many years, although his mouth is still very weak.

It also took Zhongyuanzhong nearly two hours to return to the haunted house halfway up the mountain. This time, all the curtains in the whole house were drawn, and the tattered gray and white curtains fluttered in the wind. It was gloomy before.

If it is not for Kajii's happy life, I will not come back.

Zhongyuan Zhong also approached the yard from the main entrance with the big bag of food on his shoulders, and he pulled the door and found that it couldn't be opened at all.

"Hey, bastard ghost, open the door, you."

He raised his foot and kicked the door while shouting loudly, kicking the door a few times and still not moving at all, Zhongyuan Zhong also thought to himself that he still wanted to keep me just now, did this ghost change his mind so quickly?

"Come in through the window."

Through a wooden door, the voice was not very clear, but Zhongyuan Zhong could still hear the ghost named Xiuzhi speaking.

So Zhongyuan Zhong also said nothing, went to the window and threw in the things he bought, then put his hands on the window frame, and turned into the room with his arms propped up.

The temperature in the room dropped sharply, and the cold air crawled along his back like a snake to the back of his neck. Zhong Yuanzhong moved his neck uncomfortably, and found that the ghost was squatting in front of his backpack at the door and staring at him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also picked up the food bag thrown on the ground and put it on the table in the restaurant, and asked the ghost, "Why didn't you open the door for me just now?"

"Here is your bag. I think there must be something important to you in it. I can't move it. I'm afraid you'll run away with it when the door opens." The ghost crouched on the ground with iris eyes glowing. Air-conditioning, the tone is so wronged that it almost drips.

"Then what are you doing squatting there?" Nakahara Chuya asked.

"I'm waiting for you to come back." Ghost raised his eyes and looked at him, his tone suddenly a little more determined.

"My intuition has always been accurate, and I know you will definitely come back."

"Intuition?" Zhongyuan Zhong also chuckled, and walked slowly from the restaurant with mottled light and shadow to the dark foyer, "The effective period of that kind of thing is still 200 years ago, do you think you can use this thing to predict the current situation?" Are human behaviors still useful?"

The ghost's eyes moved slowly following his steps, and he was satisfied to see the surprise and astonishment in the ghost's eyes, and the smile on his lips deepened.

"What are you doing back?" The ghost suddenly asked before his footsteps were about to sink into complete darkness.

Zhongyuan Zhong also paused, and then stepped into the darkness generously. The ghost figure was hidden in the darkness, and the edge of the figure seemed to be emitting a faint light.

He squatted down, leaned closer to the ghost's beautiful, lifeless face, and showed a child-like evil smile.

"I'll demolish and help you get out of your house."