The Taste of Ghosts in the World

"You are optimistic about Dahei."

Qi Mu told the two ghosts at home that because the father and daughter were too noisy, Qi Mu would not take them to school anymore, even if they stayed at home, Dahei would quickly notify him of any situation.

Opening the door and going out, Qi Mu turned around and closed the door, not surprised to find that Dahei came out with him again, so he had to push his head through the crack of the door.

The big dog stuck out his tongue and licked his fingers, but still tried to squeeze to the owner's side. Qi Mu patted its head and comforted: "You sleep, and I'll be back."

Dahei lay down unwillingly, whined a few times, and looked at him with aggrieved eyes. Qi Mu turned his head and closed the door cruelly.

Dahei's mood is always very low recently, and Qi Mu is not too good. The one-month period is coming in a blink of an eye. He hasn't found any way to keep Dahei, so he can only wait for it to leave. Sometimes Qi Mu will think , Is there any point in the extra month?

After taking old man Zhang's elixir, Dahei no longer had blurred outlines, but this situation of not being able to grasp the degree of leaving the soul is even more worrying. Qi Mu is afraid that one day when he goes back, he will find that Dahei has no Went ominously.

Walking on the road in an irritable mood, Qi Mu suddenly saw a person who looked like Feng Baisui standing on the side of the road not far ahead when he was approaching the school.

"What are you doing here?"

Feng Baisui slowly raised his head and said to him, "Think."

When he was talking, Qi Mu noticed a stream of thick blood slipping down from the corner of his forehead, silently staining half of his ears red.

"Your head... all right?" Qi Mu pointed to the bleeding place.

After he said this, Feng Baisui seemed to have just noticed the wound, raised his finger to wipe it, and said calmly: "It's okay."

"...Aren't you going to school?"

Feng Baisui waved his hand and said, "You go first."

Qi Mu felt that his condition today was not normal, and he couldn't tell what was abnormal. Seeing that he seemed to be waiting for someone, he had to remind him to remember to go to the hospital to bandage his wound and left.

As soon as he entered the classroom, everyone in the class was discussing something, and Qi Mu didn't care. As soon as he sat down, Fang Ji came over with a mysterious face and said, "Hey, did you hear that? thing?"

"No." Qi Mu put down his schoolbag without looking up.

Fang Ji said disappointedly: "Don't you ask me what's the matter?"

Qi Mu said absent-mindedly: "Okay, what's the matter?"

"This morning, just next to the school, a person was hit by a flowerpot and fell to the side of the road. When the ambulance came, many students saw it. I heard that person seems to be a student of our school!"

"Hitted by a flower pot?" Qi Mu said with a half-smile, "Such unreliable things happen?"

"Of course there will be!" Fang Ji vowed: "It is said that it is a resident of the nearby community. I don't know why the flowerpot on the balcony fell, and that unlucky guy just passed by. He also said that the person's head was smashed out of a big hole. , It’s like a river of blood!”

Right next to the school?Qi Mu wondered why he didn't see any blood.

"The district you mentioned, which district is it?"

"It's the Silver Oak community! But there is still a saying that this is probably a murder case. The murderer hid upstairs and deliberately aimed at the opportunity to drop it..."

Qi Mu didn't listen to the nonsense behind him, but secretly recalled the scene when he came to the school just now. The Silver Oak Community was on the way he had to pass, but he really didn't find anything unusual.

No, in terms of abnormality, there is only one...

Seal a hundred years old!

A very ominous feeling suddenly surged in Qi Mu's heart, as if what the decapitated female ghost said that day rang in his ears——

"...Maybe he'll die right away. Judging by his age, he's probably eighteen, right?"

No way? !

Qi Mu stood up abruptly, and Fang Ji said, "Please ask me for leave later!" Then he ran towards the door.

Fang Ji was taken aback, and shouted: "What reason should I say—"

"It's up to you..." After the words fell, the person had already rushed out.

Fang Ji looked at the instantly vacant seats and complained: "There's no need to be in such a hurry to see the scene. Everyone has been pulled away. What's the point!"

Qi Mu left the school, ran all the way, and saw Feng Baisui from a long distance, still maintaining the previous posture leaning against the wall, looking idle.

With a few meters left, Qi Mu stopped and walked over slowly. Feng Baisui looked up at him, with more blood on his face.

"You...why don't you go to school?"

Feng Baisui repeated the previous words in a flat tone: "I'm thinking."

Qi Mu couldn't help asking: "What are you thinking about?"

"Consider whether I am now alive or dead."

……

He said it himself, and Qi Mu was finally able to ask: "They said that the person who was taken away by the ambulance this morning...is that you?"

Feng Baisui nodded.

"Is it really a flowerpot?"

"..." Feng Baisui rolled his eyes and gave him an uncomfortable look. Qi Mu couldn't laugh or cry, and couldn't help thinking of Fang Ji's exaggerated description, "Then...the blood flowed like a river?"

Feng Baisui pointed to his head, "Only this one."

Qi Mu curled up his lips, couldn't help but want to laugh, and asked him again: "Didn't you get pulled away by the ambulance? Why are you still here?"

Feng Baisui wiped the blood, and replied blankly: "This is also a question I have been thinking about."

The smile on Qi Mu's face froze instantly, and he subconsciously reached out to touch his shoulder.

The touch is real.

Then he remembered that he could touch ghosts, so he withdrew his hand embarrassingly and asked Feng Baisui: "Can you touch other things?"

Feng Baisui leaned against the wall, "What do you mean?"

Just as Qi Mu breathed a sigh of relief, he saw that half of Feng Baisui's body fell into the wall in an instant, and then he came out as if nothing had happened, and said calmly, "That's fine too."

Qi Mu's face changed, and he quickly grabbed his hand——

There is no temperature, and it is not as cold as a living person.

"You..." He looked up at him with wide eyes.

Feng Baisui nodded slightly, and said, "I should be dead."

Letting go of his hand in a little bewilderment, Qi Mu's heart beat fast, he was shocked, and didn't know what to say for a while.

It's not that he doesn't feel sad, but that ghosts are almost no different from people in his eyes. Although he knows that Feng Baisui is dead intellectually, he doesn't have any specific feelings. He stands in front of him so truly, can speak, can touch .

So how much difference does this "death" make to me?So apart from being surprised, Qi Mu still felt a little guilty for not being able to face his friend's death with a normal mentality. Shouldn't his reaction be more intense?A little more sad?

"What are you thinking?" Feng Baisui asked.

"I was thinking that the old magic stick who told you your fortune must be a god." Qi Mu slowly calmed down, "I respect him now."

Feng Baisui snorted coldly, "A blind cat meets a dead mouse."

Qi Mu said: "Are you a dead mouse?" As soon as the words came out, he realized that he was still in the mood to joke.

Feng Baisui didn't answer, but wiped his blood on Qi Mu's face casually.

"What are you doing?"

"I've wanted to try it for a long time, put invisible things on you, can you be seen by others."

Qi Mu corrected him earnestly: "Here you are a ghost and I am a person who can see ghosts, how can I find out!"

Feng Baisui raised his eyebrows and said, "So I just wanted to do that."

"..." Qi Mu told himself that he had just died, so there was no need to argue with him.

"By the way, you are a ghost, but you can touch things in the world, right?"

Feng Baisui stretched out his hand to support the wall, with a "what do you say" expression.

Qi Mu thought, since he could encounter ghosts when he was a human, it is understandable for him to encounter humans now that he is a ghost.

"What special ability do you have?"

Feng Baisui looked around, and finally locked on a trash can by the side of the road, "Like this?" As soon as he finished speaking, the trash can suddenly flew up and hit the wall straight, "Bang Dang—" with a sound, the garbage spilled all over the place.

Qi Mu ran away without hesitation, Feng Baisui leisurely followed behind him, and when he was far away from the scene of the incident, Qi Mu asked, "How did you do it just now?"

"I wanted it to fly, and it flew."

"Is it okay with people?"

Feng Baisui glanced at Qi Mu, then at the wall next to him, and said, "No."

"You didn't want me to hit the wall just now, did you?"

Feng Baisui looked away and avoided the question.

Absolutely!

Qi Mu asked again with a dark face: "Is there anything else?"

"I haven't found it yet."

"Then what are you going to do now?"

Feng Baisui turned his head to look at the residential building standing next to him, "I'm going to see the one that threw the flower pots."

"Don't you go to the hospital first?"

"People are dead, why go?"

"Okay..." Qi Mu followed him and looked up, "Do you know which floor it is?"

Feng Baisui thought for a while, "Fifth floor."

"Let's go." Qi Mu raised his leg and was about to leave when he saw Feng Baisui began to float up leisurely.

Qi Mu was helpless, and said to him from below: "I am a human being, so I must follow the normal route."

Feng Baisui quickly descended and glanced at him, Qi Mu firmly believed that there was deep disgust in that look.

One person and one ghost finally went around the community in a normal way, and then went up the stairs.

Qi Mu felt that Feng Baisui was definitely not a tolerant person, not to mention that this was a "killing revenge", and it would be very difficult to get up later, so he decided to ask the person involved first: "After you meet someone...what will you do? "

Feng Baisui floated in front, without turning his head, he replied, "It depends on your mood."

The answer is very mysterious, this matter is dangerous.

Qi Mu was still thinking about what to do when he saw it. He was already standing at the door on the fifth floor, he hesitated for a moment when he reached out to ring the bell, and asked Feng Baisui next to him, "Are you sure it's this house?"

"Try it."

That is uncertain!

Qi Mu slandered while pressing the doorbell, and the sound of electronic music came out. They waited patiently until the music ended, but there was no movement inside the door.

I pressed it again, but no one came to open the door.

"Aren't you at home?"

Just when Qi Mu was about to leave, the door opened, and there was an old woman with silver hair, she was really old, with a crooked and shriveled body, deep wrinkles on her face, and two big bags under her eyes He looked at Qi Mu with difficulty.

"Hello." Qi Mu said uncomfortably.

The old lady looked at him carefully for a long time, and suddenly realized: "Ah... you are the son of Xiaomei downstairs?"

"Huh? I'm not..." Qi Mu hurriedly waved his hands.

"Xiaomei asked you to give me something again? How many times have I told her to be polite... Really..." The old lady moved away talking to herself, and said, "Don't stand outside, come in quickly."

Qi Mu had no choice but to raise his voice and explain: "You have identified the wrong person, I am not your neighbor."

"Ahhh..." The old lady nodded as if she didn't hear, and said with a smile: "Then you are the Young Pioneers, and you came to visit us old things, right?"

"Young Pioneers..." Qi Mu whispered this title that was once familiar but now unfamiliar, wondering whether he should admit it or not.

The old lady stood in the door and waved to him: "Come, come, I haven't had a child for a long time, come in and have a seat, grandma has fruit candies here."

Is this child abduction?

Qi Mu glanced at Feng Baisui, who said to him, "Go in." Then he passed the old lady's body first, and floated into the room.

Qi Mu had no choice but to bite the bullet and go in, and looked around the house. The location of the house is good and the layout is good, so the price should not be cheap.

However, the furnishings in the house are very simple, light-yellow wooden cabinets, landscape calendars on the walls, and a rattan rocking chair by the window. The whole has a sense of antiquity from the 80s and [-]s, which is a bit out of place with the spacious room.

Qi Mu thought of his grandparents, and every time he went to their house, he felt this way when he was a child. He seemed to see the sunlight coming in from the old-fashioned windows and sprinkled on the horsetooth-concrete floor, which was very kind and far away.

He sat on the sofa in a regular manner. After a while, the old woman really brought a plastic fruit plate filled with all kinds of fruit candies. Judging from the packaging, it should have been stored for a long time. It was the one that Qi Mu liked to eat when he was a child. kind.

"Eat quickly." The old lady sat beside her and looked at him eagerly.

Qi Mu couldn't bear to refuse, so he took one and tore open the wrapping paper, Feng Baisui suddenly reminded him: "It's expired."

Qi Mu hesitated for a moment, but still swallowed the candy.

The old lady smiled with satisfaction, and asked again: "Is it delicious?"

Qi Mu nodded repeatedly, thought for a while, and then asked her: "Grandma, have you...did you drop a flower pot this morning?"

The old woman thought for a while and began to recall: "Today I got up at five o'clock and went downstairs for a walk. I am old and can't walk very far. I used to be able to walk to Longhu in one breath and then turn back..."

"Grandma, the flower pot." Qi Mu couldn't help reminding her.

"Ah, the flower pot... I have to go to the balcony to have a look after I get home. Today I found that the little rhododendron has grown up. The flower pot is too small, so I asked to change it... Do you want to see it? I just changed it, My flowers and plants are growing beautifully!" The old lady stood up and walked towards the balcony, her legs and feet seemed to be not very good, so Qi Mu hurried to catch up and support her.

When they came to the balcony, the old woman pointed to Qi Mu one by one, which flower was called, until Feng Baisui said beside him: "Flower pot."

Qi Mu had no choice but to remind her again.

"Oh, I want you to see the cuckoo... I'm getting old, and my memory is bad... I like the little cuckoo tree the most, and I usually put it there..." The old woman pointed to the side, where there were two pots of pansies. Just happened to be empty.

"Where is the little cuckoo? I remember that the new pot was put there!" The old woman was a little anxious, and turned around to look for it elsewhere.

Qi Mu and Feng Baisui looked at each other, it seemed that the flowerpot was not placed properly, and it was blown down by the wind.Relying on the old woman's poor hearing, Qi Mu said in a low voice: "It's really unfortunate that you have to encounter this."

With a wave of Feng Baisui's hand, another potted flower fell out of the balcony.

"You..." Qi Mu didn't have time to teach him a lesson, and rushed the old woman back to the house before she found out. Fortunately, the old man has a very bad memory, and after chatting for a while, he forgot about the little cuckoo.