Ghosts have fairies

Yang Siqing lowered her head, stroking the teacup, wondering what she was thinking.Qi Tong was not in a hurry, he sat with his legs crossed and looked at her, the living room was unbelievably quiet for a while.

After a long while, she seemed to think of something clearly, and was about to speak, but Qi Tong suddenly interrupted: "Have you figured out how to make it up?"

The woman on the opposite side frowned slightly when she heard this, and her fingertips tightened her cup imperceptibly.

Qi Tong smiled and said, "Shouldn't you get away from the comrade policeman first, kid?"

The woman's back stiffened obviously, but she still didn't move.

"Did you see this delicate flower next to me?" Qi Tong tilted his head and motioned her to look at Yan Chuan, "The number one locksmith in the Three Realms usually picks a lock when he has nothing to do, and when he gets tired of playing, he digs a grave to exercise his hands from time to time, you I’ve only been away for a few months, so I’m still a beginner kid.”

Qi Tong leaned on the back of the chair, completely ignoring himself. When he talked about digging the grave, Yan Chuan stared at him, hooked the corners of his mouth, and relaxed as if he wanted to popularize some strange cold knowledge, "You who know this stage, Will there be any consequences if the ashes are lifted?"

"Yang Siqing" on the other side suddenly stood up.

A gust of bitter wind whirled up from all around and rushed straight towards Qi Tong.

He Zhen was sitting in the dining room with the little rice dumplings. The children should have been crying for a while before they came back, but now they were sleepy and still not breathing well.

The child's eyes were filled with tears, and he looked up at He Zhen pitifully.

Pluto probably picked off the little buns on his head when he was carrying the child to sleep, and the little Zongzi's overly long hair blocked his eyes again. He Zhen carefully smoothed out his hair and tied it up again.

After meeting the child's eyes, He Zhen's heart softened, and he took a handful of lychees from the refrigerator and peeled them one by one for the child, "It's our fault, we shouldn't throw the zongzi to others."

Xiao Zongzi cried so badly, it should not only be because she was afraid of sleeping alone.He could feel the ghostly aura of Pluto, but children are instinctively afraid of unfamiliar things.

He was thrown into the Wannian Tomb by his biological father when he was very young. He was bullied by ghosts for so long, and finally met two people who were kind to him. When he opened his eyes dimly, there was only one in front of him. The ghost I saw in the video, the unhappy memories of the past were instantly recalled, and the kid probably thought that the two big brothers didn't want him anymore.

He Zhen sighed softly in his heart, and fell back into the abyss from the light. It's not like he didn't feel the fear and anxiety before. The kid in front of him really resembled him before.

"Don't be afraid, we won't give up the little rice dumplings." He Zhen lowered his eyes, his hands were stained with lychee juice, so he rubbed his forehead against the little rice dumplings, hoping that the other person could get some comfort from his actions .

The kid who got the promise was obviously happier, and stretched out his hand to hug him, but just as his fingertips touched He Zhen's clothes, a gust of wind suddenly blew over.

He Zhen took the child into his arms very quickly. The dining room was just opposite the living room. From his angle, he just saw the gust of wind blowing into a long knife, and the tip of the knife went straight to Qi Tong's heart.

He pressed the child's head into his arms, killing intent flashed in his eyes in an instant, he closed his hands and opened the fan, dozens of thousand machine ropes swayed into the air, intertwined with each other to form a big net to block Qi Tong, The gust of wind that turned into a long knife seemed to hit a high wall head-on. After a loud noise, it scattered all over the room in an instant, and the cabinets and items on the table were blown to the ground.

"Yang Siqing", who was isolated from the net, was blurred by the gust of wind he had summoned, and raised her hand to block her head. In an instant, those red ropes had wrapped around her body, tightly binding her twice.

He Zhen was about to close the fan, when he glanced at the ground from the corner of his eye, he happened to see a red light gradually disappearing in the chaos.

——It is a talisman laid down by Hades.

A heavy hammer was hit in his heart, which made his scalp start to tingle.Just now, his attention was all on Xiao Zongzi and Qi Tong, and he didn't realize that there was something extra in the room that they didn't have when they went out.

Bringing Yan Chuan and the female ghost back was a temporary decision by everyone. It is unlikely that Pluto would deploy this thing in advance to spy on this woman, and even a mere little ghost doesn't need him to do it.He Zhen seemed to be choked by someone, and his breath was robbed bit by bit.

——Ling Jiangwang came last night, why did Pluto and Tianhou choose to visit today?

Noticing He Zhen's distraction, "Yang Siqing" quietly pulled the thousand machine rope on her body, but did not move.Her eyes dimmed, and she tried to move her fingertips, and as she wished, she saw a knife in the blind spot of the other people in the living room turning half a circle with her movement.

With a grasp of the palm, the knife flew up from the ground and stabbed at He Zhen.

"Yang Siqing" hooked the corner of his mouth very inconspicuously, and when he was about to appreciate the next picture, a piercing sound of collision penetrated the air.

Qi Tong's Tianyuan was one step faster than the knife, and blocked He Zhen before it touched He Zhen, and the knife deflected and pierced into the wooden door on the other side.

She hadn't recovered from the situation just now, but she saw that Tianyuan had returned to Qi Tong's hands. The man in front of her didn't even bother to maintain the smirk just now, and threw Tianyuan viciously, and the place where the short knife passed suddenly appeared. The red light turned into a circle of complex mantra seals on the tip of the knife.

Although she had become a ghost, "Yang Siqing" still felt that her internal organs were violently thrown into a ball by a hand, and then pulled out of her mouth violently, her whole body screamed in severe pain.

At the same time that the seal formed by Tianyuan hit "Yang Siqing", He Zhen came back to his senses and pulled the Qianji rope in time. Under the double spiritual attack, a translucent figure was torn off Yang Siqing's body .

——It was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old.

After he was pulled out, Yang Siqing's body fell lightly to the ground, Yan Chuan quickly hugged her, seeing her eyes closed tightly, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten.

"Let me take a look." He Zhen put down the little rice dumpling, touched Yang Siqing's forehead with his fingertips.

Yan Chuan asked anxiously, "How is she?"

He Zhen didn't respond, but stretched out his index finger and bit it, the big blood overflowed, he raised the back of Yang Siqing's hand and drew a talisman, when the last stroke fell, the whole talisman burst into a golden light, and disappeared from the back of Yang Siqing's hand.

Yan Chuan asked, "Is this... the Immobilizing Soul Talisman?"

He Zhen said: "Yes, she is a new soul. After death, she was used and manipulated by other ghosts. The soul is unstable, but fortunately it is not serious."

Yan Chuan breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank you."

"It's okay, there is a children's room available, let's take her there to rest first." He Zhen said to Yan Chuan, and then patted Xiao Zongzi's head, "Hey, take this brother there, okay?"

The child nodded obediently, Yan Chuan glanced at the translucent boy struggling on the ground, then at the couple, he picked up the person in his arms and followed the child with confidence.

Qi Tong sat there without moving, but his face was gloomy and he seemed in a bad mood, as if he wanted to crucify the ghost that fell to the ground with his eyes.

He Zhen forced herself to get out of her wild thoughts, moved to sit next to Qi Tong, and happened to touch the back of Qi Tong's hand the moment she approached, He Zhen endured it, but in the end she couldn't hold back what she was thinking, and held the little boy cool hands.

The people around him visibly froze, and when they turned to look at him, there was a little surprise in their eyes.But he still sat there motionless, afraid that if he made a slight movement, he would shake off his hand.

This person is still the same as before, especially easy to coax, but now his appearance of worrying about gains and losses made He Zhen feel a little distressed, and couldn't help clasping the other's hand even tighter.

"You are Lu Yang, right?"

Qi Tong's mood improved obviously, and the tone of his questions became much more amiable.Originally, the ghost was a little scared when he saw his face, but now Qi Tong's face changed instantly, which made him even more panicked, and he couldn't figure out what this person was thinking.

Seeing him lowering his head and refusing to answer, Qi Tong is in a good mood now, and he doesn't care about his lack of cooperation. He asked leisurely, "You said that mysterious man wants to use your sister's hand in exchange for a better fate for you, hand?"

Lu Yang looked at him with a complicated expression, pursed his lips tightly and refused to answer a word.

Qi Tong picked up his teacup and took a sip with a half-smile.

The young man on the ground tightened his fingertips, and his ankles tensed due to the exertion of force. The tiny movement did not escape the eyes of the other two. He Zhen sighed. He did not quite understand what the young man was doing, so he asked directly. He said: "The sudden death of Lu Feng in prison should also be related to you? You are father and son, why do you do this?"

Lu Yang laughed suddenly, and the voice came out of his throat with only a breath, full of sarcasm, "Then what do you think the relationship between father and son should be like?"

He Zhen was taken aback for a moment, the moment he met the young man's gaze, he felt like a cool breeze blowing behind his back.

What should be the relationship between father and son?

He couldn't give an answer. In the time he passed, except for the few years when Goddess Zhang Xue was still there, he basically didn't feel what fatherly love is.

This is not a one-size-fits-all answer, but if "he thinks" is equivalent to "he wants", he hopes that the relationship between father and son is like Qi Tong and Pluto.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Lu Yang didn't feel happy at all. He lowered his head and hooked the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner. The smile was fleeting, and when he looked up again, the corners of his lips were tense into a line.

After a while, he said, "Do you think Lu Feng loves my son because he kidnapped the student with a knife?"

"I'm not interested in caring about other people's father-son relationship." Qi Tong answered the sentence almost as soon as he finished speaking, and then shook the phone in his hand, and he was vaguely seen in the afterimage of the shaking body. In the chat interface with someone, "The ghost agent found out that the person who killed Lu Feng was Yang Siqing. Looking at it now, it should be you who borrowed Yang Siqing's shell?"

The young man refused to cooperate, and He Zhen continued: "You thought that quietly detaining the soul of this female policewoman would be as unnoticed as you were when you escaped the ghost, and then manipulated her to kill Lu Feng. But you didn't?" Thinking of the disappearance of the policewoman's soul, it attracted attention so quickly, and after killing Lu Feng, you took the risk again and manipulated her to go back to the attached middle school to find us, why? Something unexpected happened to you?"

Lu Yangwu tightly grasped his coat. When he died, it was still a cool season in Yanshan, and the clothes he was wearing were still the same as that day.

The living room became quiet, only the voices of Yan Chuan and Xiao Zongzi talking in the guest bedroom could be vaguely heard.

Qi Tong propped his chin and looked at the student in front of him. After waiting for a long time, he still couldn't wait for him to tell the truth. No matter how happy he was, he became impatient, "Because you didn't expect Lu Feng's soul to disappear."

"So you put on the shell of Yang Siqing and came back to us because you were afraid that Lu Feng would harm you and your sister after his death, or...you were afraid that someone would manipulate Lu Feng to hurt you." He Zhen seldom spoke Like Qi Tong, the invisible pressure from unconscious small actions, and the gentle tone often make people can't help but tell everything.

Lu Yang was a little shaken, he lowered his head as if organizing his words, after a long time, he raised his head, his tone was not as angry as before, and he even pleaded, "Can you not let the ghost messenger take me away?"

Qi Tong often feels very tired, and all kinds of strange things happen frequently after marriage. He feels that he is doing a white job for reincarnation, and if he does not meet other people's expectations, he will be on the black hot search.

If it was before, as the second-generation official, he still had no complaints, but now he is not peaceful after getting married. He has just separated from his wife for a month, and finally slept in a bed, which is not warm yet. That night I couldn't sleep again.

Probably because he saw that he suddenly became irritable, Lu Yang flinched a little, and he thought about it quickly. Right now, he could only hug Qi Tong's thigh tightly, and he became obedient, and said, "Although I used that Female police officer, but what I said earlier is the truth, it is true that something is haunting me, and it is true that I want to rely on that female police officer to attract the attention of ghosts."

Qi Tong twitched the corner of his mouth quite speechlessly, "You want to attract the attention of the ghost messenger, and you also told us not to let the ghost messenger take you away, boy, what do you want to do?"

"I..." Lu Yang lowered his head, shame and anger intertwined on his face, "Lu Feng is crazy, he will definitely come and torture me and my sister!"

Qi Tong folded his arms and leaned back in the chair, waiting for him to finish speaking.Over the past few months, he has been very familiar with this operation. From the Dry Bones Illusion to the present, every incident is inseparable from the pain of the original family.

Thinking that I was picked up by Pluto when he went out for a walk, and I have lived a good life for more than 1000 years. I suddenly felt that I should treat Pluto better in the future, praise his beauty in the prosperous age, and dance with him when I have time. dancing or something.

"But after you died, his reaction seemed to be very sad?" He Zhen asked tentatively.

Lu Yang gave a low laugh, and said, "The money tree in the future will be gone, can you not be sad?"

Seeing that the boy had decided to open his mouth, Qi Tong motioned for him to sit on the chair first, and He Zhen poured a cup of tea very politely.

After sitting down, Lu Yang was taken aback when he saw the tea served in front of him, his whole face was wrinkled, a little tangled.

Qi Tong knew what he was thinking, and said, "Drink, do you think ghosts are just eating paper money and incense candles? Isn't the firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea from the human world fragrant?"

boom--

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a muffled sound in the corridor leading to the bedroom, and the three of them looked in the direction of the sound source in doubt.

At this time, the sound of Xiaozongzi's slippers slapped, and the child seemed to be in a hurry, but the sound was running and stopping.

He Zhen got up and was about to go there. Just as he took a step, one hand silently touched the wall at the corner of the corridor. The sudden movement of that hand startled Lu Yang who had been staring in that direction. The teacup in his hand shook with his trembling hands.

"I'm fine..."

A familiar female voice sounded from behind the wall, and then a figure swayed out, staggered and fell to the ground.

Little Zongzi ran out and tugged at the woman's arm, but he was too small to move at all, so he had to ask the adults for help, "Brother, sister is awake."

Qi Tong and He Zhen quickly walked over to help him up, Qi Tong looked at the little rice dumpling, and the kid calmly glanced at the closed bathroom.

"..."

Yan Chuan probably hid in when Yang Siqing was about to wake up, Qi Tong shook his head helplessly, wondering why this Peach Blossom Essence is so cowardly!

"Thank you." After Yang Siqing was helped onto the sofa, she shook her head in a dazed state. It took her a long time to see the person in front of her. She gasped, "Am I still in a dream? I really want to dreamed of you."

Qi Tong raised his eyebrows and asked, "How do you know it's a dream?"

Yang Siqing smiled embarrassingly, "Because I was sitting on a tree with the boy I really liked and talking about life. If it wasn't in my dream, I wouldn't have the guts."

Qi Tong gave a meaningful "ah" and said, "The boy I really like? I really like it?"

"Why do you have a gossiping expression?" Yang Siqing moved to the other side of the sofa, and said cautiously, "Who are you guys? Where am I?"

"Civil servants of the underworld." Qi Tong said lightly.

Yang Siqing's already pale face turned paler, her eyes filled with disbelief, she subconsciously looked at the person on the other side, hoping to get a different answer.

After receiving her gaze, He Zhen could only sigh lightly, and regretfully said, "I'm sorry."

She lowered her head slowly, but at this moment Lu Yang said again: "I'm sorry."

She looked at this boy suspiciously, he looked familiar, and he should be of the same kind, but why did she apologize to her?

Lu Yang took the initiative to tell about the robbing of her soul until today. Yang Siqing listened quietly with lowered eyes, showing no emotion.

After a while, she suddenly asked: "So what I saw was not a dream?"

"Yes. Your soul is manipulated, but you still have perception of the outside world. Those memories are blurred into a ball, and you think you are having a dream." Qi Tong nodded.

Yang Siqing wiped the tip of her nose, nodded to Qi Tong and He Zhen, and asked Lu Yang, "Then why didn't you go to them directly?"

Lu Yang lowered his head in shame, and told the other party with difficulty that he put on her shell and killed his biological father. Yang Siqing seemed to be not too intense about other things after the incident of "he was already dead". He reacted, probably thinking that he had admitted it himself, and she couldn't be blamed for what happened to Lu Feng.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and continued: "A boy called your name last night. I thought you knew each other, so after I found out that Lu Feng's soul was missing, I wanted to find refuge through you."

Qi Tong: "So you released a little bit of her consciousness and asked her to find that man?"

Lu Yang nodded.

He Zhen: "But you didn't expect that they didn't know each other at all. Fortunately, the other party didn't reject her, so you followed her, but you didn't expect to bump into Pluto at our door."

Qi Tong looked at Yang Siqing and said, "So what you said while sitting on the tree with that boy is what you really want to talk to him in your heart."

Yang Siqing's pale face seemed to be red, she didn't know whether it was shyness or anger, she said anxiously: "Don't talk about me! I said boy, you killed Lu Feng in my shell, do you think that Lu Feng will be so happy?" Will you think that I intend to take revenge, and if the ghost messenger finds out, can you still blame me?"

Lu Yang lowered his head timidly.

The female police officer slapped the table, startling the crowd, Xiao Zongzi quickly buried her face in He Zhen's arms.

Yang Siqing: "Let's put it this way, we learned about your family background when you jumped off the building. Your parents divorced, and your father, Lu Feng, took you and your younger sister, Lu Xiao, to live in Yanshan. Complained to the neighborhood committee about child abuse, you killed him at this juncture, because you are afraid that he will continue to harm your sister after he is released from prison in the future?"

There was water in Lu Yang's eyes, he lowered his head and wiped it, "Lu Feng is a drunkard and gambler, no matter whether he is in a good mood or in a bad mood, he always beats and scolds my sister and me for no reason. I am a little bit better because I have good grades, and he hopes that I will be admitted to a good school in the future and find a high-paying job to support him. But my sister's cultural class is not good. The teacher said that she is good at drawing and can earn a lot of design in the future. Lu Feng said Reluctantly let her enter the art class, but the cost of painting is very high, Lu Feng regretted it in less than a semester, and let my sister go out to work so that I can study alone."

"My sister and I were unwilling, and Lu Feng didn't say anything after that. We thought he had compromised."

He Zhen was very sensitive and asked, "What did he do?"

"My sister is like my mother, she is very beautiful. He left my sister to some rich young masters who are the foreman."

Yang Siqing's eyes widened, "Are there any minors raped in the attached middle school?"

Lu Yang shook his head, "Unsuccessful, I just went to find my sister that day, so she was not taken away by those beasts, and I waited until she went to and from school before I dared to leave. Lu Feng didn't take advantage of it and had a big fight with us , Since then, our conflicts with him have been irreconcilable, and he has been... not like a person at all."

"I suffer from severe depression. Lu Feng has always wanted to sacrifice his younger sister to pay for me to go to a good school, which made me very disgusted. Until one day, Lu Xiao said that her expenses were too high and she didn't want to drag me down. She wanted to drop out of school and go to work. I disagreed, and I quarreled with her several times, and I really broke down during that time." Lu Yang rubbed his hair irritably, his voice was choked with sobs, "When I jumped from upstairs, it was more Impulsive, but it’s too late to regret.”

Qi Tong: "So some time ago, the rich young masters from several parallel classes in the attached middle school said that someone always followed them. Is it you?"

Lu Yang: "Yes, I haven't entered the underworld since I died. I was worried about Lu Xiao, so I followed her every day. When I found out that the young masters still harassed her from time to time, I secretly taught them a lesson."

He Zhen: "But have you ever thought that when you die, the last person who protected your sister is gone."

"When I jumped down, firstly, I was emotionally broken, and secondly, I was angry, but I have no chance to regret it." Lu Yang sniffed, "After I died, Lu Feng beat and scolded my sister almost every day, I was scared He did it many times, but gradually he didn’t feel afraid anymore, and instead got worse, pulling my sister’s hair and saying that this is the price for my selfish death.”

"The incident of my suicide alarmed my mother. She had already formed another family. She didn't want to see her daughter become a second me, so she proposed to take my sister to her. Although her current family conditions are not very good, but She said she could guarantee my sister would go through college."

"Lu Feng disagrees." Yang Siqing said affirmatively.

"Yes, he has gone crazy. When he thinks of his son and daughter, one is dead and the other is going to be taken away, no one will suffer with him. He is unbalanced. Every time my mother comes, he will go with She quarreled once, and once even hurt her with a desk lamp." Lu Yang twitched the corners of his lips, his eyes filled with hatred, "So he hijacked the students with a knife, injured you and was taken to prison, I will I decided to kill this scum, so that my sister can leave my mother with peace of mind."

Alas, Qi Tong sighed with emotion, took out his mobile phone and transferred [-] yuan to Pluto's Mingdu bank account, and attached affectionately: Thank you old father for not killing me.

In the next second, Pluto's Yunwaixin jumped in:

[The most handsome middle-aged and elderly people: Tell me, whose stomach have you grown up? 】

Qi Tong: ...

Sure enough, love will disappear.

Angrily, he accused the other party of his plastic paternal love, and sent a few messages to Hei Wuchang. Qi Tong threw the phone aside and said, "The ghost messenger is already looking for Lu Feng's soul, and Wuchang will be watching over your sister." , once Lu Feng's soul goes to find her, he can be hooked away in time."

Lu Yang nodded and whispered "Thank you".

Yang Siqing moved uneasily, and asked cautiously: "Then he and I have to go?"

"Well, you guys come with me to see the studio in the attached middle school at night, and if you're lucky, you can meet the mysterious person Lu Yang mentioned." Qi Tong put one hand on the armrest of the sofa, resting his chin, and asked: " Do you two have any unfulfilled wishes?"

Yang Siqing moved forward, with a bit of shyness on her face, and asked, "Can I see someone?"

Qi Tong raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "The one chatting with you on the tree? The boy you really like?"

He deliberately emphasized the words "especially like".

"Yes... yes." Yang Siqing stammered, "I don't have any relatives. I liked him very much when I was alive, but I was just cowardly. Seeing how immortal he is, I am afraid that I will disturb the immortal brother by waiting for mortals. I didn’t dare to ask for it, now that the dog is with me, I want to see him one last time.”

Qi Tong smiled and glanced at He Zhen, "Brother Immortal, did I disturb you too?"

Facing the shocked gazes of Lu Yang and Yang Siqing, He Zhen picked up the cup and put a sip of tea into his mouth as if nothing had happened, and ignored him, but the tips of his ears were obviously tinged with crimson.

This fairy brother is thin-skinned in front of outsiders, so Qi Tong couldn't tease him any more, so he turned his head and yelled in the direction of the bathroom, "That fairy brother in the bathroom, why do you still use the toilet even if you are a fairy? Hurry up and meet your little girl."

Yan Chuan slowly moved out of the bathroom.

Yang Siqing froze in place.

"..." Yan Chuan remained calm, his fingertips were trembling when he looked closely, "Hello."

"You... hello." Yang Siqing swallowed nervously, "I had a great time chatting on the tree."

Yan Chuan cleared his throat, "Well...you climb trees pretty well."

"I'll go, Yan Chuan is too cowardly." Qi Tong whispered in He Zhen's ear, "It would definitely not be like this if it was me."

He Zhen glanced at him when he heard the words, he didn't know what he thought of, and his face began to blush. He lowered his head and carefully studied the cup in his hand, and whispered: "Almost."

Lu Yang moved to a corner and desperately narrowed his presence. Yang Siqing and Yan Chuan had an awkward chat for a while, then began to search his pockets, "Can I add you on WeChat?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he remembered that he was dead, and suddenly felt sad again.

Yan Chuan couldn't see that she was sad, he stretched out his hand and seemed to want to touch her head, but stopped halfway.

Qi Tong said with great insight: "Burning paper can also be used for chatting, deep feelings, and burning paper ashes."

"Be quiet." He Zhen kicked him quietly.

The doorbell rang at this moment, but the people around were either in the play or watching the show, so they didn't hear it. He Zhen patted Qi Tong's arm around his waist, and stuffed the little rice dumpling into the other's arms. Go and open the door by yourself.

A man and a woman outside the door came in and were about to talk, Yang Siqing stared at Yan Chuan and suddenly said, "Then what... Actually... I... I have liked you for a long time."

Yan Chuan's fingertips trembled, and his peach blossom eyes couldn't tell whether it was surprise or surprise. He opened his mouth, and just as the words reached his throat, a voice came from the door:

"You peach blossom essence really owes a debt of love!"