Ghosts have fairies

"Didn't I ask you to borrow an umbrella from Uncle Fang?" He Zhen almost ran over, splashing water on the ground and splashing his trousers, but he didn't care, and hurriedly raised the umbrella and caged Qi Tong. This only belongs to one side of the world.

"I was in a hurry, I forgot." Qi Tong smiled embarrassedly, reached out to take the umbrella from He Zhen's hand and held it above the heads of the two of them, and asked, "Come out to find me?"

He Zhen glanced at him, and said softly "um", the voice was so small that it was almost drowned in the rain, but it still fell into Qi Tong's ears.

The street lights were blurred by the rain curtain into a fluffy halo, and the accumulated water on the ground was rippled layer by layer by the dense raindrops, and the light of the whole city was crushed into it.The rain dissipated the sweltering heat, and a gust of wind blew towards the face with coolness and raindrops. The noise of the world was lowered in this gust of wind, giving people the illusion that there were only two people walking side by side in this vast world.

"I'm going back to the heaven tomorrow." He Zhen said suddenly when he walked downstairs to put away his umbrella and wait for the elevator.

Qi Tong nodded, entered the elevator with him, and asked, "How many days do you want to go back to your mother's house?"

The elevator door was wiped clean and shiny, clearly reflecting He Zhen's blank expression for a moment.Qi Tong was trembling with laughter, He Zhen turned to look at him with a serious face, "One day, let's discuss how much dowry we can make up for you."

"What's the matter, Mrs. Young Master?" Qi Tong smiled and stretched out the hand that wasn't holding the umbrella, pinching the other's face quickly, "Have you been floating a lot lately?"

"Let go." He Zhen struggled to escape from his clutches. He didn't understand why this man pinched his face so much. After thinking about it, he still felt that he couldn't suffer, so he added, "You can't beat me."

"Yes, yes, you are the best." After getting out of the elevator, Qi Tong took out the key and opened the door with a smile on his face. After both of them changed their shoes, He Zhen walked around to the kitchen to wash his hands, and hurriedly I took the pajamas I washed yesterday from the balcony, and threw it to Qi Tong, "Go take a shower, your clothes are mostly wet."

His body was sticky and uncomfortable, Qi Tong took the pajamas and went into the bathroom of the master bedroom.When he came out, he found that He Zhen was peeling peaches in the kitchen. The other party was holding the peaches with a serious face, which was cute. Qi Tong couldn't help but secretly smiled, and took his mobile phone to the socket next to the sofa to charge it.As soon as he sat down, he found that the mobile phone that He Zhen put there to charge lit up.

[Bai Mang: Don't tell the young master. 】

Qi Tong raised his eyebrows when he saw the news that jumped onto the screen, then glanced at He Zhen in the kitchen, got up decisively and went back to the bedroom. crowd.

[Qi Tong: @小白白 also wants to increase my salary today, if you don’t tell the young master, you don’t even think about getting a salary. "Smile"]

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Wanyang County, Changyu City

As the sun was setting, He Zhen looked around along the road with his mobile phone in his hand. The address Bai Mang gave him was a department store in Fulong Village, Wanyang County. He couldn't fly without a license, so he had to obediently take a car to this place.

Fulong Village is close to a middle-heat tourist attraction. The national road at the entrance of the village has become a must-pass for tourists. If you walk three kilometers ahead, you will have to go to a ring road.

Due to this unembarrassing distance, a small number of tourist buses and self-driving tourists will rest here for a meal, or find a hotel to stay for a night, but after all, they have not caught the heat of the scenic spot. This ordinary village seems to be forgotten in a corner of the world.

He Zhen found the department store called Yangji. The store door and plaques were a bit old, and the products displayed inside seemed to be covered with a layer of dust across the road.

A pair of middle-aged men and women at the counter were eating melon seeds and watching short videos to waste time. Only a few students came to buy snacks and stationery before they raised their heads and handed the payment code to each other.

Those were probably Jiang Wenxin's parents, their laid-back looks didn't look like they had lost their son, He Zhen frowned involuntarily.At this point, everyone rushed home to cook, and almost no one was strolling on the road, so He Zhen quietly went around the department store.

This is a small three-story building with the most common cement cladding, which is a very common small building in this area. Most of the first floor is a storefront, and the second and third floors are probably the owner's own residence.

The building of Jiang Wenxin’s house also has a small backyard. The cement surface of the wall looks very new, and it must have been built not long ago. Through the closed iron gate in the backyard, He Zhen saw the incense table inside. Holding some fruits for a certain god, he glanced around, but did not see any offerings.

Did he not know what happened to his son?Or do you already know, but don't care at all?He couldn't guess the answer, so he could only pin his hopes on tonight.

In fact, the purpose of He Zhen coming here is very simple, just to dream.There are two ways to hold a dream, one is to rely entirely on the output of spiritual power, and the other is to form a formation.The embarrassing thing is that with his current level of [-]% locked spiritual power, it is not enough to support a dream, and at the same time he does not know how to set up this kind of formation.

He Zhen tightened his backpack, thought for two seconds, and decided to forcibly use his spiritual power.But this operation was too tiring, so he quickly locked a restaurant, planning to reward himself in advance.

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The weather in Fulong Village has been good these days. At night, the evening wind blows away the summer heat, and the branches passing through the village road make a rustling sound.He Zhen stood at the door of the backyard, looking up at the light in a bedroom on the third floor as it went dark. Just to be on the safe side, he waited for more than half an hour before jumping into the iron gate lightly on tiptoe.

The whole village was unbelievably quiet, only a few barking dogs could be heard in the distance, and the chirping of cicadas came from all directions, making the surroundings even more silent, and even the sound of the wind was strange and unknown.He Zhen raised his palm slightly, golden light overflowed from his palm, and slowly flowed to the ground of the entire three-story building, forming a circle.A barrier of light rises from the edge of the circle, like an upside-down bowl, covering the whole house inside.

Two figures, a man and a woman, appeared at the small dining table in the backyard. He Zhen quietly moved to the corner, closed his palms, and in the next second, Jiang Wenxin's figure went straight through the wall.

"Dad, Mom." Jiang Wenxin, who was fabricated in the dream, tried to call them.

Unexpectedly, the man and woman suddenly trembled in fear, and the woman fell to the ground, shaking her body and rubbing against her back, "Don't come here!"

"Jiang Wenxin" took another two steps forward and said, "I haven't been home for a long time."

"Don't come here!" The man picked up the fruit knife on the table in panic, pointed the blade at "Jiang Wenxin", and then seemed to remember something, and quickly threw the knife to the ground, "Please, we raised you so much!" For many years, I don't owe you anything."

The woman knelt on the ground, crying and begging: "Can we burn incense and paper for you every year? Please, don't pester us." She cried and fell down, "Please."

what happened?He Zhen stared at the picture in front of him and was stunned. How could it be this direction?Before he could figure out why, the barrier built with spiritual power shook violently. He looked up and saw that the upside-down bowl was about to burst.

It’s a bit bad to output spiritual power to dream. It’s easy to be affected by the emotions of the dreamer. Like Jiang Wenxin’s parents, the strong fear can almost lead them to break through the dream. Although He Zhen forcibly used the spiritual power, he still didn’t arrive. Can easily stabilize the level of the dream.

Just as he was debating whether to continue outputting to repair the barrier above his head, the ground under his feet suddenly burst into red light, and along the circle he drew, the red light extended inwards with huge runes.Almost at the same time, the upside-down bowl gradually shrank and retracted into his palm.

Someone used formations to stabilize the dream for him.

A chuckle was brought to the ear by the wind, He Zhen was startled, and looked back quickly.He saw an extremely familiar figure sitting on the wall under the moonlight.

"Why are you here?" He Zhen didn't care about the dream farce unfolding in front of him, walked around the three figures and walked under the wall to look up at that person.

"Didn't you go back to the heaven?" The man asked back, with an obvious smile at the end.

He Zhen's face became hot, "Are you following me?"

"I think it's very generous to follow, but you didn't realize it yourself." Qi Tong stretched out a hand, "What are you going to do if I don't come?"

The plot didn't go as expected. The first time he had a dream, he almost overturned his car, and was caught by his spouse at the scene of the overturn. He Zhen was frustrated for a while, turned his head away from him, and said, "Go home and sleep."

Seeing his awkwardness, Qi Tong laughed even more wantonly, regardless of the red tips of the man's ears that could be seen in the dark, he stretched out his hand and pulled him up against the wall.

"It's very good for the first time to make a dream like this." Qi Tong sincerely praised it, and then said: "It's just that I'm not proficient in business, and I haven't investigated the background of the characters clearly, so it's easy to overturn."

Seeing that the person still refused to speak, Qi Tong put his shoulders on him, pointed to the other three figures, and said, "Look, Jiang Wenxin's parents clearly knew that he was no longer alive, but they didn't feel any sorrow at all. When I saw it, I was so scared."

"Do you know what's going on?" He Zhen glanced at him, and finally spoke.

"Well, you asked Baimang to check one less thing. I helped you make up your homework in the middle of the night last night. These two people are not Jiang Wenxin's biological parents at all."

He Zhen was startled, "Does Jiang Wenxin know?"

"I know, so even if he was so poor that he could only drink soup in the underworld, he didn't expect anyone to burn sacrifices for him."

"How long have they raised Jiang Wenxin? No matter how you say it, there should be some affection. How can there be any expression after death?"

"Jiang Wenxin's parents had an accident when he went to work in the provincial capital when he was ten years old. He has been taken care of by his uncle since then." Qi Tong pointed at the man holding the fruit knife, "But they didn't care about Jiang Wenxin. The attitude is not good, one is because they are not their own, and the other is that they have gone to the so-called fortune teller, saying that Jiang Wenxin's fate is not good, and his parents were killed by him. In addition, the biological son of this family is studying in Changyu The city focuses on the third year of senior high school. Recently, minor illnesses have continued, and he has been admitted to the hospital many times with fever and cold. But after Jiang Wenxin left, his illness was cured. So they believed that Jiang Wenxin was unknown, and his death was a big deal for them. A relief worth breathing a sigh of relief."

"Minor ailments keep coming?" He Zhen lowered his eyes and pondered, "Did you bump into something?"

"Hey, the air conditioner in the dormitory is right on top of his head, blowing on his head like this every day, can it not cause problems?" Qi Tong said angrily: "Just at the time when Jiang Wenxin was pulled into the bone illusion, they changed dormitories. All problems are cured."

He Zhen: "..."

"Are you still watching?" Qi Tong clicked on the chaotic dream.

"Don't watch it." He Zhen turned his head aside and muttered in a muffled voice, "Are children from relatives' families so unwelcoming?"

The lights of the magic circle flickered, then all went out, the dream disappeared, and the entire backyard returned to silence.Qi Tong looked at the people around him, this little fairy is also an adopted son, he has lived under the fence for hundreds of years, after seeing this scene today, maybe he feels sympathetic?

"It can't be generalized, and not everyone who is a parent is really suitable to be a parent. Look at Wu Min and Wang Xin, all of them are forced to be like this."

He Zhen sighed, bowed his head in silence for a while, and whispered, "It's too bitter."

He had just finished speaking when something cold touched his lips. He Zhen looked down and found that it was actually a spoonful of watermelon.Qi Tong brought half a small watermelon from nowhere, and was smilingly handing him a spoonful of the flesh. The middle of the small watermelon was just dug out, leaving a small pit with light red juice in the center.

He lowered his head and bit the spoonful of watermelon into his mouth. The cold flesh was wrapped in sweetness, and the juice swayed between his lips and teeth, dispelling the boredom all over his body.

"Is it sweet?" Qi Tong asked with a smile.

Can it be sweet?Watermelon heart, the sweetest piece.

"Where did you get it?" He Zhen licked his lips, and reached out to touch the half that Qi Tong was holding in his hand, and the touch was indeed cold.

"I bought it." Qi Tong said and dug another spoonful for him.He followed this little fairy for a day, and this fairy was hanging on a mouthful of fairy energy all day long, and he didn't even drink water, so he ate a few mouthfuls of food in that restaurant at night, and it seemed that it was not to his appetite, so he moved. After a few chopsticks, he pursed his mouth and refused to move again.

After getting along for a few months, I also know that although He Zhen is not very picky about food, he only eats good cooks.Reluctantly, I wandered around Fulong Village. This place gave up on itself and did not develop a few restaurants with good reputation.Qi Tong could only buy half a watermelon at the fruit stand, and used his little spiritual power to keep the watermelon fresh and chilled, leaving it for this man for nearly half the night.

The watermelon is not big, and He Zhen must be thirsty, so he scooped up the pulp quickly.Near two o'clock in the morning, the sound of wheels rubbing against the ground suddenly came from the entrance of the village, followed by a burst of noise.

Qi Tong jumped down from the fence, stretched out his hand to pull He Zhen down, looked towards the village gate, and said, "The road ahead seems to be blocked, several buses stopped in for the night."

"Shall we go home?" He Zhen asked.

Qi Tong raised his chin in the direction of the back mountain, "Don't worry, Jiang Wenxin's tomb is right there. I'll take you to the back mountain to experience the simple funeral customs of the human world."

He Zhen: "..."

How can I say visiting a tomb is like visiting a museum.

They avoided the crowds pouring in from the entrance of the village, walked up a small road, and when they were halfway up the road, they suddenly saw the back of a boy facing a tree. The posture was strangely familiar. This was... ...To the restroom?

No, not only the posture is familiar, but also the back is very familiar!

Qi Tongwu said: "Tang Cheng!"

The boy in front was startled and turned around abruptly.

After shouting, he realized that he interrupted others to go to the toilet, Qi Tong quickly covered He Zhen's eyes.

"Huh! This boy's urine can wipe out evil spirits with a radius of one and a half meters."

Tang Cheng knelt down in fright, "Damn it, why are you here?! Did you come all the way to scare me?"

"Fate, boy." Qi Tong glanced at his unzipped trousers with a half-smile.

Tang Cheng clutched the place and collapsed, "Turn around!"

Qi Tong: "What are you doing?"

"Brother...haven't finished peeing yet."