Greed

In addition to the smell of the sea, there is also a stale smell in the air.When He Ping woke up, he found that the bed he was lying on had no mattress, but an old board.The dented wooden floor, the extremely mottled walls, the wardrobe nailed to the wall and the cabinet with no drawers, etc., all made He Ping stunned for several seconds.

He turned his head and saw that the entire frame of the window had been hollowed out, the glass was broken on the ground, and the place where the window should have been was just a hole.He Ping didn't understand why he was suddenly in the ruins. Although the layout had not changed, the scenery had changed.There is no aura of Xing Jiuye here, as if time and space have been pulled out and locked in a certain box, He Ping was so frightened that his breathing became heavy.

There was noise from downstairs, someone was crying and talking, sounding excited.Driven by normal curiosity, He Ping opened the door to explore. The outside was the same as what he saw the night before, but it felt newer and earlier.When he reached the stairs, he clearly heard someone talking loudly, and that person cried out forcefully: "Don't drive me away! I won't give up, please let me try again, please let me try again, I will definitely do it, I will definitely do it -"

"You can't." It was a moderate but penetrating voice. "Forbidden by heaven and earth, you are not destined to enter this business."

Another old voice echoed: "Yes, you can't become a geographer after learning these things. It depends on whether the heaven and the earth are in harmony with you. You can give up and find another way. Even if you don't become a geographer, you can actually be a geographer." able……"

"Shut up! I just failed once and asked me to give up. I won't admit anything."

"Zhongjing, everyone is doing it for your own good."

He Ping went downstairs slowly, his figure was covered by a wall cabinet, and through some gaps he saw several people arguing.After all the good words were exhausted, the person called Master sighed and got up and left. The others followed and walked out, and finally the person named Zhong Jing was left kneeling in the middle of the hall, shaking with excitement.

"I think I've heard the name Zhongjing before." He Ping scratched his chin, then lost his voice, covering his mouth to avoid calling out.Zhongjing is Wei Zhongjing, the elder brother of Wei Mengting!According to Xing Jiuye's past instruction and experience, it seems that he has fallen into the memory of this room again.

But this memory is too real, no matter how afraid He Ping is, he can only wait and see what happens.

"It's because the sky doesn't help me, so my hard work is useless? Hehehe..." Zhongjing smiled strangely, then stood up and stepped out of the threshold.He Ping stared blankly, the space he saw through the gap darkened, and then brightened again in an instant, as if switching to another movie, he saw Wei Zhongjing standing by the window outside the door, and another boy was talking to him.

"Don't tell anyone that my brother is here."

"elder brother……"

"Xiaoting, do you want to be a geographer too?"

"right."

"Why?" The man's question was very gentle, and the hands on the boy's shoulders seemed to be filled with a lot of emotion. He Ping couldn't see their expressions, but felt that the light at that time was dim, which made people feel a little sad.

"Because I want to be."

"Don't be obsessed with my obsession. If you can, don't choose this path. My brother is too persistent, and it will come to nothing."

"No. Brother is very powerful and understands everything." The boy hugged Zhong Jing, as if he was afraid of being separated from his brother.

"Xiaoting, no matter where you go, live the life you want, promise brother?"

"it is good."

"Goodbye, Xiaoting."

The boy named Xiao Ting ran a few steps towards his brother, but seeing his brother's back resolutely leaving, he couldn't take half a step anymore.

The picture went dark again, and He Ping came back to realize that he was also in the darkness, and he could only see the staircase he was standing on, but both the upstairs and downstairs were engulfed in darkness.After holding his breath for a few seconds, He Ping heard a loud noise, like a flood rushing by, the shocking loud noise and the screams mixed with him were close by.

He Ping squatted down, covered his ears with his hands and began to recite the Buddha's name, because he felt that he might be trapped to death in this time and space.

"Amitabha, Amitabha, uh, Amitabha..."

In the past, He Ping claimed to be an uninspired mortal, and even occasionally strange things could be explained by dizziness, delusions, stress, and fatigue.However, since he entered Yijiu to work, the level of strange things and the sensitivity to detect strange things have increased accordingly, and have escalated to an unexplainable level.

One ghost or one strange phenomenon at a time, he can still turn to his colleagues for help, but this time he feels isolated and helpless, as if closed by this frozen space, the skin on his arm is scratched, he feels himself trapped in a landslide, with other people of fear and blood.

"Give me your hand. 』Although He Ping covered his ears and closed his eyes tightly, he couldn't stop the voice coming out of his head.

"Please hold out your hand. ’ The voice said it again, and it sounded harmless. He Ping slowly slid his palm up his ears, and put his arms against his ears to cover up the terrible voice. The action was ridiculous, but for those who are trying to escape fear, It doesn't matter whether it's funny or not, face is not a problem, life is what matters.

As soon as he slipped his hands out, he was immediately caught by a soft and powerful energy, and was pulled away from the dirty and dark space.It's like being rescued from a bathtub by a ghost warlock, only this time the subject is milder.

Kuang, boom!

He Ping fell from the bed where he was sleeping soundly and fell to the ground. He sat on the edge of the bed in pain. "Hiss...it hurts."

The bed was made of old boards, and the room was still dilapidated. Even though it was daytime outside, He Ping did not dare to move rashly, and secretly called for help: "Xing, Xing Jiuye! Xing Jiuye, come and save me, Xing Jiuye."

"Don't keep shouting, it's too loud."

He Ping looked around and didn't see his ghost, but the wall in front of him was graffitied with crayons at some time, drawing a face of "=_=".The face floated, and said, "Sister Lin is waiting for you outside, go get a ride. She will explain to you."

After being scolded by Xing Jiuye, He Ping actually felt relieved, didn't he really become a masochist?He was completely dumbfounded when he walked out of the private house that Chen Chu borrowed the night before. There were no complete buildings around.

He Ping ran out of the ruined fishing village to catch Sister Lin's taxi. Sister Lin turned down the volume of the radio and said to him, "Thank you for being Wei Mengting's substitute."

He Ping's face slumped, although he didn't know the details, he knew that he was being used by Chen Chu.

The taxi passed a high-voltage power line and turned a corner. From the rear-view mirror, the entire fishing village had disappeared out of thin air, replaced by a straight asphalt road, and there was no room for the fishing village at all.

"That fishing village is a ghost village. The only living person last night was you."

"How is it possible, I clearly..."

"There were a lot of high-voltage wires just now, didn't they?" Sister Lin glanced at the rear-view mirror and explained to him: "The magnetic field near the high-voltage electricity is easy to turmoil, and there will be many space-time gaps. Chen Chu followed you into a ghost." The fishing village is to witness Wei Mengting's success as a geographer. In this way, it is time to settle Wei Zhongjing's regrets."

"Do you need to take me with you?"

Sister Lin cast a sympathetic look and said, "Because I'm afraid that the evil spirit left in the fishing village will force Wei Mengting to leave. He is an important newcomer to Yijiu. Wouldn't it be too wasteful if he becomes disabled or loses his life?"

"Then I, I won't be wronged if I risk my life!"

"I can't say that. Chen Chu has his own considerations. But Wei Zhongjing saved you from that time and space, it's okay."

It turned out that Wei Zhongjing was once Pu Xuefang's apprentice, and they died more than ten years ago.Pu Xuefang is good at finding acupoints and observing astrology. She settled in a fishing village that was destroyed more than ten years ago. Her most proud apprentice is Wei Zhongjing, and later she took Wei Mengting as her apprentice.

Wei Zhongjing, who was sent to the north to be adopted by relatives, returned to the fishing village to live with Pu Xuefang and other classmates when he was a teenager. Soon after Wei Mengting was born, Wei Zhongjing left the school and left the fishing village at the age of 33.What He Ping saw was Wei Zhongjing sneaking back to the fishing village to meet his younger brother.

At that time, the reason why Wei Zhongjing returned to the fishing village was because there would be a catastrophe there, and Pu Xuefang was no longer alive, so it was up to the brothers of the same school to decide. What is expected is mostly false.Wei Zhongjing couldn't persuade the people in the fishing village to evacuate, and finally only took Wei Mengting away.

Speaking of this, He Ping couldn't help interjecting, and asked Sister Lin: "If this is the case, why did those ghost villagers unearth Wei Zhongjing's coffin for Wei Zhongjing's funeral when I went to the ghost fishing village? Did Wei Zhongjing return to the fishing village later?"

Sister Lin glanced at the mirror and confirmed that the road conditions in front and behind were the same, and then she spoke again: "No one expected that Wei Zhongjing had calculated the catastrophe correctly. The heavy rain, landslides and mad dog waves swallowed up that disaster at the same time. In the village, the accident happened so fast and in the middle of the night that the villagers didn't even realize that they were dead. Even so, Wei Zhongjing still leaked the secret and was harassed by dead souls day and night, and later suffered from an incurable disease. He passed away. Wei Mengting rushed back from overseas to go to the funeral, and the strange thing is that Wei Zhongjing’s body disappeared in less than half a day in the coffin, so he had to come to Yijiu to entrust the completion of the funeral..."

The more He Ping listened to it, the more he became furious. It turned out that there were so many incidents that he hadn't been exposed to.

"Chen Yushu said that you are still a rookie, so you are more able to complete the task without knowing it."

"But let me be a substitute, I am also raised by my biological parents."

"You are different. You are surrounded by evil spirits like Xing Jiuye, hahahahahaha."

"Speaking of him, where did the ghost warlock go? Why didn't he save me..."

"In that special space, only Wei Zhongjing can pull you out. At most, Xing Jiuye just passed by, and he can't stay longer after sleeping with you."

"Tsk." The evil ghost also lied to him.

"Anyway, you're fine now. Don't worry about such trivial matters, man."

The corner of He Ping's mouth twitched, this is still a trivial matter!

It started to rain on the road, and Sister Lin turned the wipers to the highest level and continued to chat: "Actually, Wei Zhongjing is not a pity. After his death, he fulfilled his last wish in life. Now he is no longer subject to any dead souls. In that space Qianxiu, becoming a ghost in the future will not be a problem. Chen Yushu went to the Temple of the City God to ask, Wei Zhongjing's destiny is only opened after death. It is also fate that you helped Wei Mengting."

"Oh, yes." He Ping lazily responded by leaning against the car window, as long as his life is still alive, he is temporarily unable to pursue it.

Chen Chu is actually a very busy person, and it is impossible to take care of the rookie He Ping at any time, so he asked He Ping to find a human mentor by himself, that is, Wei Mengting, who is half a year younger than him.In the future, Wei Mengting will guide He Ping in Qi training, lock orifice and other practices, and no matter what, it is inappropriate to entrust the rookie to Xing Jiuye, a ghost warlock.

The car drove for two and a half hours before returning to his apartment. Sister Lin threw an application slip to him and said with a smile, "Go and apply for the payment from Chen Chu. I will pick you up tomorrow to sign the contract."

"Well, I still signed a contract..." Before I knew it, the trial period had expired.

"You can refuse if you want. Iku's work is very tiring."

He Ping smiled and thanked her: "Thank you, Sister Lin. I'll think about it again."

"Okay, let's go home." After He Ping got off the car, Sister Lin called to stop him, and said, "Actually, even if you don't sign the contract, the job will still come to you by yourself. I'm afraid you can't handle it without the backing of Yijiu. That It is your destiny."

"Destiny." He Ping smiled wryly. "Actually, I don't really believe that."

Sister Lin was stunned: "I can't see that you have such strong teeth."

Later Wei Mengting contacted He Ping, and the two chatted and communicated via video chat.Wei Mengting said that he only had one lesson, and it was the most important lesson, and he only had one question for He Ping.

"What do you think of destiny?"

He Ping smiled naturally, and replied shyly, "People can know their fate, but they can't accept their fate."

"Very good, the first lesson is over." Wei Mengting nodded with a smile, showing a steady temperament that did not belong to his age.

After signing the contract, Xing Jiuye didn't show up again for four or five consecutive days, but Julina brought her friends to visit from time to time to create chaos.He Ping felt a little lost unconsciously, but as soon as he took out his notebook, turned on the computer and started writing the manuscript, he was not in the accident world much.

When he started to get involved in the stories, He Ping felt that more and more inspirations emerged. Every story forced him to finish writing. He seemed to be obsessed and nestled in front of the computer.Occasionally, when I came back to my senses, I went to the store to replenish drinks, frozen food, and instant noodles. When I went out, my head was still thinking about how to lay out the next paragraph of the story, and I spent a week like this.

As soon as he stepped into the bathroom that day, He Ping was startled by himself, the man in the mirror was so strange.There is too much stubble, and the electric razor has been broken for a long time and there is no time to change it, so I have to pick up the old-fashioned razor and start repairing my face.After not basking in the sun for a long time, He Ping felt that his skin was getting fairer and clearer, his face became thinner and longer, his eyes appeared bigger, black and white were distinct, bright and energetic, he was a handsome guy!

He Ping went back to the room proudly and looked in the mirror. He lifted his shirt but was picky with disgust: "It's thin, but it's completely unattractive. There are no lines. It's a waste of time. Find Wu Ming to go to the gym another day. Practice here and this." side……"

He Ping pinched his flesh in front of the mirror, then turned his back to the mirror and looked at his back. Although he had been thin before, he was not so thin as he is now.

"Wow, this is wonderful." He pressed his back, remembering the place Xing Jiuye touched that night, and slowly lowered his hands with a dazed expression.

The atmosphere between him and the ghost warlock seemed to be different.

The feeling of disgust and fear is still there, but when thinking of Xing Jiuye, it is not only a negative perception, it seems that there is something else stuffed in his chest, stabbing him quietly.Sour and soft, incredibly complicated, but as simple as a lemon drop.

"No way." He patted his cheeks, flipped through the pornographic magazines he had collected before, and tried to handjob, but found that he had no impulse at all. In the end, he could only sigh weakly and curse: "Damn..." This may be serious Kayin causes sexual dysfunction or some kind of ghost problem, why can't he be hard on sexy hot girls!

Is it possible to just look at the naked body of that ghost warlock?Ah, no, he doesn't want to look!

"Hi." A ghost figure emerged from the wall beside He Ping's bed.He Ping was so startled that his whole body froze, and then he turned a bad face, who else would greet him in such a vicious way?

"A job again?"

Xing Jiuye stepped out of bed, and replied without any emotion: "I don't have any work. Chen Chu didn't specifically explain it. I assigned the relatively simple chores to people in other districts." It is divided by region and region. Although there is a basic salary, the completed cases are billed separately, so the more jobs you take, the more you earn.

He Ping raised his lips in displeasure and asked, "Then why are you here?"

"Don't pout your lips, that's stupid enough to look like a pig."

"You are... the ugly monster!" He Ping punched himself in the heart. As a well-known writer, he couldn't find a more appropriate word to call ghosts. His combat power was negative, and it was like a stock market falling plummeted.

"Hehe." Xing Jiuye smiled perfunctorily twice as a response, walked to the window and stood still, looked at him with the end of his eyes, and said, "What have you been up to lately?"

"I'm not particularly busy. Write something and learn some common sense from Wei Mengting. It's a functional training."

"Then did he teach you how to practice Qi lock orifice?"

"Ah, I didn't say anything about it. He only asked me to do some exercise and then meditate before going to bed. He didn't say anything about it."

"Humph." Xing Jiuye groaned, and asked again: "Do you get along well with him?"

"Meng Ting is very polite, steady, and considerate. I only told him that I still have a cough after staying up late recently. He immediately taught me how to take care of my throat, and he also called me Brother He, hahaha, Brother He... He Ping said with a smirk. He used to be a younger brother, with an older sister above him, but no younger siblings below him.Everyone said that he has a confused personality and worries about everything he does. Although he is about the same now, he is more or less confident after getting to know Wei Mengting.

He Ping recounted Wei Mengting's praise of himself, smiled embarrassedly, grabbed the pillow and said, "Hey, I think Wei Mengting is really a good person. Hahahaha, I always feel like I really have an extra brother."

Xing Jiuye looked at him coldly, gave a "chick" in a voice only he could hear, and then said, "Ping, Wu Ming and his colleagues will invite you to barbecue by the stream the day after tomorrow. He will invite you, you and he goes."

"...I don't like basking in the sun."

Xing Jiuye floated close to him, hooked his shoulders, and said, "You know that outings in the suburbs are somewhat risky, and there is no certainty. Besides, this apartment is not so clean. You are nestled in the house all day long. Do you intend to bring all the ghosts and gods from all directions into your home?"

"What, what is it!"

"Now that you have accepted this job, some things will come to you by yourself. Even if you wake up one day and see hundreds of ghosts, it is not surprising. Before the Ghost Festival, you were not considered enlightened, so you didn't meet many jobs. Now you are slowly getting on the track, and you can’t run away anymore. Fate is holding you, and you have to cling to this track.”

Hearing Xing Jiuye's cold tone, which became more and more mysterious and terrifying, He Ping shrugged and said, "Got it."

"good."

He Ping glared at him sideways, and muttered, "Then what about you?"

"You want me to follow?"

"What do you think, aren't we a special team?"

"There is such a thing." Xing Jiuye deliberately pretended to be stupid, and drifted away expressionlessly. "I don't know, let me ask Chen Chu."

"Hey, you are so irresponsible!"

Xing Jiuye folded his hands on his chest, tilted his head and glanced at him: "Responsibility, what is your responsibility to me?"

"How would I know."

"I am a demon."

"nonsense."

"Human beings and ghosts have different paths, that's why Chen Chucai called Wei Mengting again."

"Ah..." He Ping suddenly realized.

"This is your destiny, not mine." Xing Jiuye's eyes softened suddenly, and he said, "It will be fine. Although you specialize in absorbing evil, ordinary evil spirits cannot hurt you. Because you are the most troublesome source of evil, Ghosts and gods are also helpless."

After finishing what he wanted to say, the evil ghost warlock disappeared through the glass.

He Ping sat blankly on the edge of the bed, and it took him a long time to realize that the other party had left. The feeling in his heart was really reluctance, he didn't want to lose touch with Xing Jiuye just like this.

It was clearly a troubled relationship, but he didn't want to suddenly break up with Xing Jiuye. He Ping slapped his forehead contradictoryly, and suddenly realized after a while: "I understand. I want to pay back. I have suffered from him in the past, but now he seems to be Run away after winning the money, no wonder I feel so uncomfortable!"

After explaining himself, He Ping laughed with relief, but that smile was a bit astringent.

Did Xing Jiuye come to see him just now?The words that Xing Jiuye said later could not be comfort and encouragement?But no matter how it sounds like derogatory!

"Hey, what do you mean I specialize in smoking." He Ping turned on the TV news, found a rubber band to tie up his long hair, and then went to the kitchen to eat dumplings.

It is impossible for the news station to broadcast "new" news all day long, and occasionally they will sort out old news and make a special feature. Although the ghost month has just passed, the TV happens to be talking about special experiences related to the rescue team.On the screen, a professionally trained rescuer was talking about some special experiences. He Ping leaned on the refrigerator and stared at the water slowly boiling, and he could see the TV screen out of the corner of his eye.

At first, he was absent-mindedly thinking about Yijiu and the ghost warlock, but the discussion on TV gradually attracted his attention. The rescue expert talked about his experience of rescuing a faceless female corpse at a wave breaker by the sea in the northeast corner.

"I have searched for that face with my brothers for a long time but I can't find it. I want to say that the deceased has passed his first seven days. Because he couldn't find his face, he couldn't be cremated. It's really... How should I put it?" , Alas... The result is strange to say, this matter finally came to fruition a while ago. 』

He Ping felt that his breathing was becoming more and more rapid, and something seemed to be eager to be verified, and even if it was about to come out, he couldn't divert his attention, leaning his back against the refrigerator door, watching the TV program.

"Because two fishermen fell into the sea at the same place a while ago, we sent out to search and rescue again, and quickly rescued one of the fishermen, and brought the other team trained by me ashore.I was next to the wave breaker and something caught my clothes.I didn't think much of it at first, but when I looked back I was really freaked out, and it was a battered face. 』

"The wave-dissipating block that is usually immersed in the water is covered with shellfish and seaweed. The body of the dead person who was dismembered before happened to be stuck in the wave-dissipating block. Although the head was found, the face was not found.It turned out that her face was cut by the sharp objects of the shell and stuck to the wave breaker.Her face was facing me, and the parts that should have been eyes stared blankly at me...』

He Ping finally knew who the woman face who had been pestering him for a while ago was.The face has been found, and it should be able to rest in peace.Watching this program by chance, He Ping guessed that it was because he wanted to tell himself that nothing had happened.

Maybe.Who knows?Even Xing Jiuye couldn't travel unimpeded in the underworld, how could he confirm face to face with the female ghost as a mortal, but He Ping realized that the female ghost's grief and indignation were not directed at himself, and perhaps the ghost currents were not directed at anyone, but just blindly. The world drifts.

The deceased probably took advantage of the power of the ghost current to get ashore to seek help from others, and happened to meet his eyes.