The Taste of Ghosts in the World

"Feng...hundred...year-old..." Qi Mu froze in place, his mind went blank.

Just now, Feng Baisui was in front of him... lost his soul?

Uncle Bumping Ghost and Old Man Zhang arrived late, just in time to see the scene just now.

"It's still a step too late..." Old man Zhang was so angry that his beard shook, he pointed at old strange Qi and said, "You, you actually used the magic sealing formation!"

Old Monster Qi's eyes flickered, "That's no ordinary ghost, if you don't use the Demon Sealing Formation, you won't be able to hurt him at all."

"You don't know what the magic sealing formation is? It hurts [-] people, and [-] damages to yourself!"

"Hmph!" Old Freak Qi didn't seem to want to talk more about the Sealing Demon Formation, and instead said: "No wonder they are so arrogant, it turns out that you, the old man, are behind it."

"Oh!" Old man Zhang sighed, "Why do you make things difficult for these two children!"

"If you don't get rid of the evildoers, you will never get rid of the serious troubles in your heart!"

"Stupid! Stupid!" Old man Zhang shook his head repeatedly.

When Qi Mu saw him coming, he seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and immediately ran over and grabbed his sleeve and asked, "Is Feng Baisui still saved? Is there?"

Old man Zhang silently looked at the scorched black magic sealing formation, speechless for a moment.

The soul is gone...how can there be "saved"...

Looking at his expression, Qi Mu knew that things were really troublesome, so he stood in a daze for a while, letting the raindrops hit him.Then he walked into the Demon Sealing Formation, hoping to find some remains of Feng Baisui.

But there was nothing, only the small bamboo tube hanging around his neck was left on the ground, lying alone.

Qi Mu knelt down, picked up the bamboo tube, and held it in his palm.

When old man Zhang saw the bamboo tube given to them that day, he suddenly thought of something, took out a porcelain bottle from his sleeve, and said to Qi Mu: "You still wear your talisman? Call him by name!"

Qi Mu even took out his own bamboo tube without any doubt, put the two together, and called softly: "Feng Baisui..."

Old man Zhang said urgently, "Go on! Don't stop! I won't stop until I say stop!"

Qi Mu didn't know what he was going to do, he was already in a panic, he could only hold the bamboo tube tightly in his hand, his knuckles turned white, and shouted in a low voice: "Feng Bai Sui, Feng Bai Sui, Feng Bai Sui, Feng Bai Bai! age……"

Following his voice, sporadic fluorescent lights began to flicker slowly all around, and then more and more, more and more, all around Qi Mu, surrounding him like stars surrounding the moon.

Old man Zhang put the porcelain bottle on the ground, and the fluorescent lights floated up little by little, gathered together and slowly moved towards the mouth of the bottle.A steady stream of fluorescent lights formed a bright galaxy, which poured into the bottle on the ground.

Qi Mu stared blankly at them, still kept chanting the names, the rain rushed into his mouth, choked, but he didn't dare to stop, his mind kept replaying the smile before Feng Baisui disappeared like a cassette , and the look in his eyes at that time... What did he want to say?

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the sound of the rain sounded a little scary, and the dense rain fell heavily, as if to wash away the world.Whether it was a human or a ghost present, no one had ever seen such a scene. The light spots flowed quietly, unaffected by the rain.They opened their mouths wide and couldn't speak. This picture is beautiful, but sad enough.

Until the last bit of fluorescent light sank into the mouth of the bottle, old man Zhang took out a cork to seal it, put a talisman on the cork, and handed it to Qi Mu.

Qi Mu didn't reach out to pick it up, but knelt there, mechanically repeating Feng Baisui's name, his clothes were already soaked, dripping water continuously.Old man Zhang moved the umbrella over his head and patted his shoulder. He raised his head, his face was as white as paper, and even his lips were bloodless.

Seeing him like this, even the old man Zhang who is used to life and death can't bear it. These two young people with strange backgrounds are his only friends in the past few years, but they really didn't expect things to develop into what they are now.

Sighing lightly, he stuffed the porcelain bottle into Qi Mu's hand, and comforted him: "You put it away first, these are the three souls and seven souls that were forcibly gathered just now, and finally saved some, we will think of a way later."

Qi Mu spoke with difficulty: "Old Zhang, tell me the truth, have you ever seen a case where Hunfeipoposan can be rescued before?"

Old man Zhang hesitated, but finally shook his head honestly.

Qi Mu looked down at the small bottle, and Feng Baisui, who was taller than himself, was inside. The incredible feeling brought great sadness at the same time, he could only hold the porcelain bottle into his cold arms, and tried to stand up.

Old Monster Qi has been watching with cold eyes. Seeing Old Man Zhang's actions, he said disdainfully, "It's useless for you to take out the soul-gathering bottle. I have already broken up his primordial spirit. Even the Immortal Da Luo can't save him!"

Old man Zhang frowned, and said to him: "Old Qi, you made a mistake 16 years ago, and you made a mistake again today, when will you wake up?"

"Joke! I never think I'm wrong!"

"You go. Don't embarrass them again in the future."

Old Freak Qi narrowed his eyes, "According to what you mean, are you going to protect them?"

Old man Zhang had a rare solemn expression, and said without hesitation: "Yes! You and I have been partners for many years, and we know how much each of us weighs. You probably don't want to confront me head-on, do you?"

Old Monster Qi was silent for a long time, then suddenly turned around and left.

The dead ghost uncle carefully emerged from behind old man Zhang: "My daughter..."

Old man Zhang raised his voice and reminded, "I also saved that kid you caught."

Old Monster Qi snorted coldly, nodded to one of the apprentices, and then the other apprentices helped him hold the umbrella, and left without looking back.The apprentice who was signaled put the wooden box on the seat of the gazebo, and hurriedly followed the master's back to leave.

The magic sealing formation had lost its effectiveness, A Ming looked around at a loss, wanted to comfort Qi Mu a few words, but felt that he had no position, and finally went with the Qi family.

Old man Zhang stepped forward and opened the box. The female ghost with a severed head floated out of it in a dizzy state. She opened her mouth and complained, "It's so dark inside! It's so uncomfortable..."

Before she finished speaking, she quickly realized that the atmosphere here was not right.

"What's the matter?" She was locked up for too long, and she couldn't hear the outside world in the box, and she was still at a loss.

Her father quickly pulled her over and made a "shh" motion.

Old man Zhang walked up to Qi Mu, and said to him kindly, "Go back, don't get caught in the rain here, we can talk about it tomorrow if we have anything to do."

Qi Mu wanted to say something, but his throat was so dry that he couldn't speak, so he could only look at him gratefully.

Old man Zhang handed him the umbrella, Qi Mu shook his head lightly, turned around and walked slowly towards home.

The huge rain curtain quickly swallowed his figure.

"It's a crime...it's a crime..." Old man Zhang muttered for a while, then turned and left.

The Longhu Square in the middle of the night finally fell silent, and the crowd dispersed, leaving a mess on the ground.

The heavy rain was torrential, like a dull roar, louder than louder, and seemed to never stop.

When Qi Mu returned home, he took off his wet clothes and wanted to dry his hair, but he couldn't bring himself to feel better when he thought that the person who helped him to dry his hair not long ago was gone.

He fell straight down on the bed, still holding the small porcelain bottle in his arms.He felt very tired, his hands and feet were cold, and he couldn't exert any strength, but his head was numb, and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

This reminded him of a long time ago, when his mother just died, his father was always running around outside, facing the empty and dark big house every day, and he had insomnia for several days before realizing that he must be alone in the future. It sucks to live with that.

But now, he finds that there is a worse feeling than that, because when you thought that someone was with you from now on, but you lost that person without warning, your heart that was warm just now was completely cold, and fell deeply valley bottom.

Qi Mu's mind is in a mess now, uncontrollably recalling Feng Baisui's expression and what he said. Substitute for important people.

It was so sudden... He didn't make any mental preparations at all.

It's not that he never thought that Feng Baisui would leave, but at least he would say goodbye solemnly after finding what he was looking for, and that would be the real departure.

Disappointed... what is this?

There was a chill in his heart, he curled up, hugged the porcelain bottle a little tighter, and forced himself to close his eyes.

It was just dawn, and Qi Mu was awakened by birdsong outside the window. He sat up suddenly, and the bottle in his arms rolled onto his lap.

Seeing this, he realized that Feng Baisui was really gone.

Last night, when Feng Baisui disappeared in the rain, he still had a clear impression of his panic, but holding this cool bottle, Qi Mu couldn't find any sense of reality.That proud Feng Baisui who always puts on a bad face, will be squeezed into this small bottle?

Thinking of this, he wanted to laugh a little, but the corners of his mouth turned into a wry smile.

Sitting on the bed for a long while, Qi Mu decided, no matter what, he had to try all the methods he could try.

He quickly got out of bed and got dressed, only to find two ghosts at home peeping at the door of the room.

"What are you doing?"

Uncle Bumping Ghost looked at him with a sad face. He originally wanted to say something useful, but he was worried that his speech would be clumsy and that he might accidentally say something wrong.

The decapitated female ghost has heard her father tell the whole story. Although she has always disliked Feng Baisui, compared with the mentality of protecting the calf, those opinions are nothing.Seeing Qi Mu like this, she also regretted why she went to A Ming yesterday.

This pair of father and daughter, who usually blah, now suddenly turned into two dumb ghosts, really made Qi Mu very uncomfortable, but it was impossible for him to smile and say, "I'm fine."

So I had no choice but to ignore their evasive gaze as much as possible, and try to escape from this environment as soon as possible.

He called the school to ask for leave, and then went out with that precious porcelain bottle in his arms. The dead ghost wanted to follow, but was held back by his daughter, who shook his head at him.

Qi Mu went to find old man Zhang first, and Jiang Xiaoyue was also in the old man's shop, seeing him immediately showed a grief-stricken expression, even when he himself died, he didn't exaggerate so much, so he simply didn't go to see him.

Old man Zhang listed many sayings about the three souls and seven souls, but none of them mentioned how to restore the soul.

Qi Mu asked him bluntly if there was anything he could do.

The old man admitted frankly that this has exceeded the scope of his experience in the industry.

"Is there no magic weapon? For example, since this soul-gathering bottle can be gathered, can it be repaired?"

The old man shook his head, "Going against the path, resurrection from the dead is the most serious thing I have ever seen. He can still think of a way, because the body is still there, at least there is a container for gathering souls, but he is a soul , once it's gone..."

He didn't say any more, Qi Mu also knew that it was a bit difficult to force others, but he didn't believe it, there are so many ghosts in the world, there is really no one who can be rescued after the ghost is gone?

Go and inquire first.

"Spirited? I've heard of it, but I haven't actually seen it." The Hanged Ghost said, "Why do you ask this?"

"Uh... I have a friend..." Qi Mu didn't want to tell him about Feng Baisui, that would only bring unnecessary sympathy, and he couldn't stand their hesitant eyes.

"Why didn't you see the one who is with you every day today?"

"He...has something else. Since you don't know, I'll go to another place and ask." Qi Mu hurriedly said goodbye to him.

At the end of the day, Qi Mu asked almost all the ghosts he knew, but found nothing. No one knew what could be done to save the ghosts after they were scattered.

Standing on the street with his porcelain bottle in his arms, he became dazed for a moment, and the sense of helplessness and anxiety came to his mind again.

At this time, a few birdsong rang above his head, and he looked up to see a small sparrow parked on the wire.Suddenly, I thought of the thrush that is said to have lived for a long time. If it is it, can you know something?But that fairy's whereabouts are uncertain, where to find it?

After hesitating for a while, he unexpectedly said to the sparrow on a whim, "Do you know where your boss is? It's the thrush who can only turn into a human."

The little sparrow tilted its head and croaked twice, as if it didn't understand.

Qi Mu sighed, he must have lost his mind, how could he expect a sparrow to understand what he was talking about.