Ghosts go the same way

Although I know that his father also owns a villa here, even if it is an ordinary residential area, the residents of Building No. 14 and No. [-] may not meet once or twice in the past ten years. I didn’t expect him to come here just now. I met the person over there in half a month.

When he got home, he put the dumplings in the refrigerator. As soon as he closed the refrigerator door, Xiao Jiu felt his waist being hugged by Tuesday, and he could still feel the slightest warmth from Tuesday.

"You don't want to die!" Xiao Jiu turned pale with fright, pulled away Tuesday's hand and turned to look at him - he has been exercising for the past ten days, and Tuesday has not been idle.Sun Liang doesn't know how to practice ghosts, but he has encountered many different ghosts, and these days he often tells them the true stories of human-ghost fighting.

What Xiao Jiu learned from it was how to deal with it as an exorcist. Unexpectedly, Tuesday benefited even more, and he tossed out several ways to use his abilities.

One of them is relying on his own yang energy to be stronger than ordinary ghosts, but as a ghost, he can condense pure yang energy in the palm of his hand.Although a living person will not be hurt when they touch his palm, they will still feel a burning sensation. Although it has not been tested, but based on Sun Liang's experience, it will definitely not be beneficial if a ghost touches it.

However, after that experiment, within 2 minutes of being happy, Tuesday's whole body became illusory, as if he was going to be blown away by the wind, so frightened Xiao Jiu hurriedly hugged him to invigorate his yang energy.Two more days passed, and Tuesday was considered a complete recovery.Obviously, this method is strong, but it belongs to killing one thousand enemies and harming eight hundred, so it is best not to use it if you can.

"It's okay, it's just this level, it won't do me any harm, but it will make me 'live' more real." Tuesday put his hands on Xiao Jiu's cheeks, "It's warm, right?"

Xiao Jiu closed his eyes, yes, it was warm, as if it was alive, he tilted his head and kissed the palm of Tuesday, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start: "..."

It seemed that the more he used words and deeds to show that he admired the ghost of Tuesday, the more Tuesday tried to make himself behave like a living person.He looked at Tuesday expectantly, even longing for something.She hugged the other person's waist and hugged him into her arms, kissing his lips to convey Yang Qi to him.

——I don’t know what words to use, so use actions to express it...

Xiao Jiu quickly forgot about the little accident that happened when she returned home. After all, accidents are just accidents, so there is no need to pay too much attention to them. My own life and love should be on my mind.

The next day, just as Xiao Jiu finished brushing his teeth, the phone rang.The caller ID showed an unfamiliar number, but Xiao Jiu connected it anyway: "Hello?" he asked.

A strange baritone voice sounded from the other end: "Hello? Xiao Jiu? I'm Dad."

"!" Xiao Jiu felt a buzzing sound, as if someone hit the back of his head with a hammer. For the first 18 years of his life, he had been waiting for the day when he would receive such a call.If he had received it at that time, he would have been moved to tears, but today the call was too late, "I'm sorry, you made the wrong number, I don't have a father."

He simply hung up the phone and added the phone to the list of blocking harassing calls.

He ignored Xiao Jiu for 18 years, and treated Xiao Jiu only to "support" him.A few months ago, a contract cut off any possibility of Xiao Jiu competing for property with their beloved children in the future, and also cut off the last trace of family affection between the two parties.The bloodline is still there now, but only there.

This dad called suddenly, thinking with his toenails, he knew that it would not be the nature of father and son who was grateful for a while, and suddenly wanted to talk to him about their family relationship.Xiao Jiu didn't even bother to know what was going on. He was living a good life now and didn't want to cause any unnecessary trouble.

"Let's have noodle soup this morning." Xiao Jiu stretched his waist and said to Tuesday.

It seemed no different from the previous ten days, except that when Xiao Jiu went out for a run, suddenly there were a few more strangers in his morning jogging companion.

Sun Liang didn't care, and Xiao Jiu didn't care, of course. Instead, he floated over to take a look at it on Tuesday, but he didn't say much when he came back.

Around ten o'clock, Xiao Jiu received the second call today: "Jiujiu."

"Master!" Compared to the call from "Father", Xiao Jiu called out happily the moment the old man's voice rang. Even on the other side of the phone, the old man could feel Xiao Jiu's Xiyue, and couldn't help but Laughed.

"Jiujiu, (move these things over there) It seems that you have a good life these few days."

The old man's side seemed very noisy, except for the voices of other people in the background, even Xiao Jiu could hear clearly: "Master, don't tire yourself out."

"Don't worry, I'm not tired. I eat and drink delicious food now, and I still have new things to see every day. I can't be happier. Otherwise, I will be bored at home all day long, and Alzheimer's disease will soon come to my door." Zheng said Feeling happy, the old man suddenly sighed, and said guiltily, "Jiujiu, I need you to help here."

"Okay!" Xiao Jiu's eyes lit up. He liked the simple life of exercising all day long, but he also liked meeting all kinds of ghosts face to face and experiencing all kinds of thrills.

"Hey... I'll pick you up in the past, and I'll talk to you on the way if I have something to do."

"Master, don't rush back and forth." Xiao Jiu felt sorry for the old man. He knew that the old man should be at the ancient tomb, which is not close to this side. No matter how comfortable the car is, the whole body will become stiff after bumping back and forth for a long time Uncomfortable, "I'll just talk about it when I pass by."

"It's okay, I just go back to stay for one night. The box lunch here is so good that birds can fade out of my mouth!" The old man said in a muffled voice, "By the way, there are quite a few cherry orchards here in Jiujiu, and you can pick them fresh. There are a lot of wild vegetables and mushrooms that you can’t find in the city. Come here tonight, and I’ll ask Aunt Zhao to make them for you.”

"Well, Master..." Xiao Jiu smiled happily on the phone.

At two o'clock, a call came from the old man's villa, and Sun Liang ended today's training ahead of schedule.Let Xiao Jiu, who was swimming in the pool, come out: "Brother Sun, you go back first, I can go there by myself."

"Okay, then I'll leave early." Brother Sun answered simply, packed his things and left with a smile.

Xiao Jiu took care of himself and rode his little bicycle towards the old man.

"Someone is following you again, but it's just an ordinary person, and it's not malicious, just watching you." Tuesday was floating next to him-this is the bad thing about this car, there is no place in the back seat, although Tuesday is out of shape, you have to It would be easy to pretend to be behind his car, but neither one nor the ghost suggested that.

"Don't care about them." Although he didn't know who it was, since he was an ordinary person, no matter whether there was hostility or not, Xiao Jiu was not afraid at all.Speaking arrogantly, unless a long-range sniper shoots a headshot, otherwise, if you come face to face, even if you are a special force, it is no problem to deal with ten or eight Xiao Jiu.After all, the fighting level and fighting style are completely different.

When he arrived at the old man's side, the old man stuffed him with a large aluminum basin as soon as he entered the door. If it was used for kneading noodles, it would be the kind of aluminum basin that could allow a dozen people to eat dumplings to their fullest.The basin was full of bright red cherries, and one was stuffed into the mouth. The sweet taste soaked in the mouth as the flesh was bitten by the teeth. The old man looked at Xiao Jiu with a smile and said, "There are not many cherries. Eat slowly, you have to wait a while for dinner."

That's not much?Xiao Jiu looked at the bowl full of cherries, it was delicious, but... Xiao Jiu felt his stomach hurt...

The truth is, Xiao Jiu lost his teeth eating cherries before his stomach hurt from eating cherries.The sweetness of cherries is sweet, but as written in a primary school text a long time ago, you can’t taste the sourness because it is covered by sweetness. If you eat too much, the sourness will come up.

Xiao Jiu clutched his teeth, hummed and lay on the sofa in the living room, with his head resting on Tuesday's leg.

The old man drank tea and sat on the side with a smile, but Xiao Jiu felt that his master was gloating.

"Manly man, why can't you bear the big shit?" Probably because he had finally seen enough of Xiao Jiu's frowning face, the old man patted Xiao Jiu's leg and motioned him to sit up, "I also I have to tell you about the ancient tomb."

"Hmm..." Xiao Jiu hurriedly started, but the sound from his mouth was not as crisp as his movements.

"You are probably the only one who went to this matter, because this... seems to be the tomb of our ancestor."

"what?!"

This patriarch, coincidentally, is the patriarch who is in a similar situation to Fang Ming.

There is no so-called sect cemetery in their sect. There are cemeteries all over the country that have been known throughout the ages, and one went to Tibet to bury himself in the sky.In addition, knowing that his time was approaching, he left silently, no one knew where he was buried, and there were quite a few, and this patriarch was one of them.

The old man and Senior Sister Xiao Jiu never thought that this was the tomb of their ancestor.Because there is really no clue at all, even the group of people who went in before took pictures of the murals in the passage, but they have nothing to do with the ancestors here - the murals are just ordinary pictures of immortals. Such murals are very common in ancient tombs.

It wasn't until the old man and senior sister went in personally two days ago, saw the Erdao gate, and saw the tablet and portrait of the patriarch, that they knew, but the old man was also thrown out by an invisible and intangible force.

"Master, what can I do for you?"

"Actually, I don't know what you can do to help." The old man sighed, "I just want you to try it. If it doesn't work, forget it."

"Master, then why did you help the archaeologists dig our patriarch's tomb?"

"In fact, we can't be regarded as helping with archaeology. We also have selfish intentions. We want to see if there are any exercises from that time in the tomb of the ancestor." In addition to the exam questions, the patriarch, those of us who will be a thousand years later, must not retreat without a fight."