Bend that ghost

The off-road vehicle merged with the night and galloped on the wilderness path.

Wen Zhijiang held the steering wheel, because it was a ghost, his vision was clearer at night, but probably few ghosts could still touch the steering wheel.

"Lu Li." Wen Zhijiang said suddenly, his voice was just like a human being's, clear and cold.

Hearing the sound, Lu Li opened his eyes and turned his head to look at Wen Zhijiang who was driving, and responded, "What?"

Wen Zhijiang glanced at his translucent hands, and asked, "I'm already dead, why can I still touch these things?"

He had seen it, and there was no shadow of him in the rearview mirror, but why could he touch Lu Li and the car?

Lu Li smiled, closed his eyes again, and said, "I thought it was a big deal. After a person dies, it is equivalent to cutting off all contact with mortals, so you and mortals cannot communicate, hear or touch each other. But There are always exceptions to everything, for example, if this ghost has an extra layer of connection with the mortal world, it will naturally come across things in the mortal world, the stronger the connection, the more contact it will have."

"Is it... the connection with the mortal world..." Wen Zhijiang muttered to himself, since his death until now, he didn't seem to have any connection with the mortal world.

The only connection is...

Wen Zhijiang turned his head to look at Lu Li, who was dozing off with his eyes closed. His complexion has improved a lot, at least he is no longer pale and dead.

Lu Li suddenly opened his eyes, Wen Zhijiang didn't have time to look back, and met Lu Li's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

When the eyes met, Wen Zhijiang's surprise and panic were caught in Lu Li's eyes, and he jokingly said, "You see me openly, why are you secretly watching?"

Wen Zhijiang squinted his eyes, swung his wrist away from the car, and looked at Lu Li's frowning with satisfaction. Wen Zhijiang said calmly, "I'm sorry, my hand slipped."

Lu Li frowned, and after a while, he said, "I finally know why you got into a car accident."

Wen Zhijiang flew at him with cold eyes, and said half-threateningly: "Anyway, I'm a ghost now, so I'm not afraid of car accidents."

Lu Li immediately raised his hands in a gesture of surrender, and shouted with an exaggerated expression, "It's because I helped you too! Young master, please be merciful!"

Wen Zhijiang was amused by Lu Li's exaggerated acting skills, but he only slightly raised the corners of his lips, and his smile was shallow.

The two quarreled enough, and Lu Li asked mysteriously: "Young master, I have a way for you not only to touch things, but even infinitely close to the state when you were alive."

Wen Zhijiang glanced at him, motioning for him to continue talking.

The corner of Lu Li's mouth curled up, with a hint of coaxing: "Make a contract with me."

"Deed?" Wen Zhijiang frowned subconsciously, then glanced at him coldly, and said, "Put away that expression of yours, and speak carefully."

Lu Li immediately straightened his face, and said solemnly: "It's a contract. You should have guessed the connection just mentioned. I am the medium between you and this world. After signing the contract, you can not only touch mortal things, but even Entity can be condensed."

After finishing speaking, Lu Li suddenly leaned forward, and said in a low voice, "How about it? Do you want to be my ghost?"

Wen Zhijiang patted Lu Lijun's face with one hand and pushed it away, without changing expression: "Dream."

"Without the constraints of the contract, within three days at the most, you will completely become a wandering soul that has nothing to do with the mortal world." Lu Li frowned and rubbed his blushing face. Seriously, has anyone ever treated a benefactor like this?

Wen Zhijiang's eyes darkened, he didn't doubt that, but he still didn't plan to make any contract with Lu Li.

Who knows how true or false what he said?

Seeing that Wen Zhijiang was still unmoved, Lu Li was not in a hurry, and said, "Forget it, think about it slowly, anyway, there are still two days for you to think about it, except me, no one can be the mediator between you and this world."

"Why?" Wen Zhijiang asked, the confidence in Lu Li's tone clearly indicated that he would definitely agree.

Lu Li snorted softly: "Do you think it's that simple to make a contract with a ghost? Oh, forget it, anyway, you don't understand now, so let's talk about your grandfather's affairs first, don't be distracted, just concentrate on it." drive."

Wen Zhijiang paused, and said, "You... are very familiar with my grandfather?"

I always feel that Lu Li's tone seems to know his grandfather. After all, his grandson has never met his grandfather.

It's not that Wen Zhijiang doesn't want to hang out with grandpa, it's just that his mother doesn't seem to have a good relationship with grandpa in his memory, and occasionally when he mentions his mother, he will turn the topic with a cold face, and grandpa never looks for him, and they become estranged over time.

The last time I saw my grandpa was when I was sick. It seemed that I saw my grandpa in a half-dream and half-awake, but I don't know if it was true.

"Family, of course." Lu Li's expression suddenly turned subtle.

Wen Zhijiang caught a glimpse of Lu Li's expression, and suddenly said in astonishment, "Could you be his illegitimate child?"

Land from:"……"

what? ?

illegitimate child? ?

Lu Li's expression gradually distorted, and he said with a serious face, "Then why don't you call uncle to listen?"

Wen Zhijiang ignored Lu Li's ugly face, and calmly opened his lips and said two words: "mentally retarded."

Lu Li was deflated again, sighed resignedly, and said, "It's not too much to call you uncle, but it's just uncle."

Wen Zhijiang frowned, what kind of messed up seniority is this? ?

Lu Li said again: "Wen Huaifeng is my master."

Wen Zhijiang didn't come back to his senses for a long time, but looking at Lu Li's serious expression, it didn't seem like he was lying to him. Is he really Grandpa's apprentice?

Wen Zhijiang also didn't know his grandfather clearly, and didn't know whether his grandfather still dealt with monsters.

If it is true, according to his seniority, he really has to be called an uncle.

Seeing that Wen Zhijiang pursed his lips and remained silent, Lu Li said again: "Be careful when you go back this time, Master's death is not that simple. With your current state, let alone that fox demon just now, any evil spirit can tear you apart."

Where is it so weak?But when he thought that he had to rely on Lu Li to touch everything now, Wen Zhijiang couldn't help feeling discouraged.

Lu Li was right. Wen Zhijiang wasn't a fighter when he was alive, and he was still a ghost with very low fighting power when he was dead.

Wen Zhijiang didn't respond, so Lu Li stopped talking.

It's not easy to be able to hold on to say so many words. There are bursts of severe pain in the heart, and the damage caused by the spiritual force penetrating the body is not just good.

Lu Li closed his eyes and dozed off, secretly lamenting that he was unlucky, the fox would make trouble for every injury.

The vixen is really annoying.

Wen Zhijiang noticed that Lu Li's breathing rate had changed, and he couldn't help frowning. The injury was not healed, and the fox demon was killed just now by supersalving the soul of the dead. You deserve it.Feeling slanderous in my heart, I still slowed down the driving speed and tried to make the car drive as smoothly as possible.

The corners of Lu Li's lips curled into an invisible arc.

The journey was not too far, although Wen Zhijiang was delayed for some time, he still rushed back to the small town where his mother lived before dawn.

Wen Zhijiang looked down at his watch subconsciously, but saw his empty and somewhat illusory wrist, and couldn't help but pause.

He can't always remember that he is dead.

"Let's go to the funeral parlor. Master's body is there, and your mother should be there too." Lu Li said suddenly, without opening his eyes.

The city is not big, and there is only one funeral home. Wen Zhijiang hesitated for a moment, then started the car.

"So early, my mother will go to the funeral home?" Wen Zhijiang asked.

Lu Li replied, "I'm afraid she won't leave the funeral home at all. Don't forget how you died. Don't you think Master's death was just a coincidence?"

Wen Zhijiang's heart trembled, he had just been killed, and his grandfather had an accident, it was indeed a bit of a coincidence to think so.

"Do you know who the murderer is?" Wen Zhijiang clenched his hands on the steering wheel. If the other party still doesn't give up, wouldn't the next victim be his mother?

"Not sure." Lu Li couldn't be quiet and simply opened his eyes, yawned lazily, and said, "Now those who want to kill you are lined up. If you can line up from home to abroad, I don't even have Master's body. See, it's hard to say."

Wen Zhijiang remained silent. He has always been a good citizen who abides by the law and has never offended anyone. Why do so many people want to kill him?

Lu Li laughed again: "But it's normal for a master to die at a very old age. Maybe it's because he knew that his grandson was killed, and he didn't come up when he got excited. Maybe he died."

Wen Zhijiang: "..."

With a rebel like you, it is indeed normal to be pissed off to death.

The only advantage of being a ghost is that he doesn't need to sleep or be tired, and he is still full of energy after the night without feeling sleepy.

The last time I came back to this city was four years ago. Looking at the familiar streets and unfamiliar storefronts, Wen Zhijiang sighed silently in his heart, never expecting to come back here in this way.

But... I always feel that something is wrong, it's too quiet.

Wen Zhijiang frowned. There were street lights on both sides of the road, but no pedestrians.

But after a while, I was relieved, it was still early, the sky was not yet bright, where did people come from on the road?

Wen Zhijiang's mind was in a turmoil, and he suddenly thought of where the corpse chaser came from, and couldn't help asking: "That old man who can control the corpse is also here to kill me?"

Lu Li's face froze slightly, then turned his head to look out the window, and coughed lightly: "Hey, his goal should be me."

Wen Zhijiang could hear something wrong in these words, and asked, "Is it you?"

Couldn't he be the one who was implicated?

Lu Li nodded, seemingly unwilling to bring it up, and said vaguely: "A little friction back then, this old bastard holds a grudge. He is lying in wait on the road we must pass, obviously knowing what we are going to do next, and killing you. People can't get away from the relationship."

Didn't it mean that he accidentally dug out the old things that were closed in the cemetery back then, who knows that he has been thinking about them until now.

This makes sense, even if it was to kill Lu Li, but it was so accurate to ambush on that road, if it was said that it was not aware of it before, even a three-year-old child would not believe it.

Lu Li continued: "The news of your death may have already spread in the psychic world. I don't know how many people are staring at you, a spirit body that cannot enter reincarnation. Young master, only I can protect you."

In the last sentence, Lu Li deliberately emphasized his tone.

Wen Zhijiang felt that he got used to it after listening too much, and ignored the second half of the sentence, but the first half was enough for him to have a headache.

"I always feel that my death is a big event, as if the whole country will mourn." Wen Zhijiang laughed at himself, saying that death is the most important thing, but now it seems to be true, and the crowd is really not small.

Lu Li shook his head, looked pitifully, and said, "It's indeed a big event, and the whole world celebrates it."

Wen Zhijiang: "..."

Can he beat someone?Just like hitting the face with fists on the ground.