Can't Save the World by Pretending to be Dead

After class in the evening, when he got home, Su Jiao told Lian Xi what he saw on the road today.

Lian Xi was also a little surprised: "He still continues to buy breakfast?"

Su Jiao: "Fuck, I knew you must know something! What's going on, tell me quickly. Isn't the guy at the door a ghost? Didn't you send him to reincarnate last night? Why did he appear again? Who is that middle-aged man."

Lian Ximo said silently: "He is not a ghost, and neither is the opposite door."

Then, Lian Xi told Su Jiao the truth about the strange incident at the opposite door.

In Room 13, Building 903, Huating Community, 19 years ago lived eight young men who came to Suzhou City to work.These eight people won the Sioux City Gas Bombing Incident Award for Justice and Bravery. It is a pity that seven people died in the second explosion accident, and only one survived.

That person is the young guy who once helped Lian Xi, who is now Mr. Gao, Gao Jiaxun.

19 years later, Gao Jiaxun, who has become the boss, has never been able to forget the explosion that year.He bought the house across the door as a thought, but at the same time he also suffered from survivor syndrome.

Su Jiao: "So among the eight people at the door, seven of them have already been reincarnated, and only Mr. Gao is still alive. Then he was too obsessed and blamed himself too much, so he fantasized that eight of them still lived in the same house scene?"

Lian Xi: "Well, none of the eight 'people' are ghosts. Mr. Gao is still alive, and those seven people are just his obsession. Now that he has stepped out of his obsession, the eight 'people' are naturally It doesn't exist anymore."

"So that's the case." Su Jiao said with emotion.

Faint footsteps sounded, and Lian Xi turned his head to look, just in time to see Mr. Heiwuchang in black, walking out of the room calmly with his hands in his pockets.

Yes, none of the eight "boys" at the opposite door is a ghost, and none of them need to be reincarnated.

That's why President Xi didn't follow Lian Xi to the opposite door for dinner last night, and let him go alone.

Because there is no performance!

Jichen: "It's time to go out."

Lian Xi was thinking, when he heard this, he was stunned: "What?"

The man raised his eyebrows: "Go out and work."

Lian Xi didn't realize it: "What job?"

Ji Chen: "...Oh."

Lian Xi: "..."

Why do you have that "no wonder you've been absent from work for so many years" expression on your face!

Lian Xi said seriously: "I really didn't miss work, it wasn't me."

Jichen: "Oh." It doesn't matter.

Lian Xi: "..."

You listen to my explanation! ! !

Although Lian Xi really wanted to explain, but he really couldn't clear up the matter by jumping into the Yellow River.

However, there is another very important thing...

Lian Xi was very calm: "I want to broadcast live."

Ji Chen: "Huh?"

Lian Xi: "Live broadcasting is my job."

Ten minutes later, Lianxi's room.

The cold and indifferent Hei Wuchang lowered his eyes, watching Lian Xi sitting at the computer desk, opening the live broadcast software, opening the game of Glory of Kings, and then...

Start streaming.

There is no sound, no communication, just bow your head to play the game, and occasionally look up to see if there are new viewers in the live broadcast room, or to see what they are talking about.

[The anchor's Ma Chao is really amazing.The anchor is the real Ma Chao, and mine is the seedling king. 】

[Is the host operating with three fingers or two fingers? 】

After a game was over, Lian Xi pursed his lips and said, "Two-finger operation."

[Wow, the anchor's voice is quite nice. 】

[I love it, it sounds nice, not greasy!Let the anchor say a few more words. 】

[The anchor sings a song!Your live room is so boring. 】

Whether it's intentional or not, since Lian Xi signed with the Gem Guild, he has always been able to allocate particularly good recommendation positions.Lian Xi's performance in the live broadcast was poor, and there was no live broadcast effect, but he has always had a good recommendation position. There is no doubt that Xu Lang must be responsible for this.

He naturally saw the barrage that asked Lian Xi to sing, but he ignored it directly and didn't intend to reply at all.

However, a deep and cold voice suddenly sounded from behind him: "Why did he let you sing?"

Lian Xi was startled for a moment.

There was also a few seconds of silence in the studio.

next moment.

【Ahhh, this voice is also very nice! 】

[Who is this, is it a friend of the host!It's different from the anchor's voice! 】

[Can you say a few more words, I want to hear the anchor chatting with friends! 】

It was much more difficult in the mute live broadcast room, but Lian Xi turned off the microphone. He turned to look at the man behind him: "Can you understand what they are talking about?"

Jichen asked back, "Why can't I understand?"

Lian Xi: "Ah, I mean you just came up from the underworld after all... I thought you might be many years ago, just that..."

Su Jiao passed by the door and added in a low voice for him: "Those who died many years ago and went to the underworld are illiterate!"

In short: contemporary illiterates!

There was no fluctuation on Ji Chen's face, he glanced at the short roommate lightly, the short roommate felt a cold back, hurriedly ran back to his room, closed the door and locked it, all in one go.

Ji Chen: "I really don't understand these strange characters."

Lian Xi was stunned: "Then how do you know what they are talking about?"

Jichen: "If you want to communicate with people in this world, you don't just need to use eyes and words."

Lian Xi: "...ah?" What's the use?

Jichen looked down at him: "Be careful."

After the words fell, the man crossed his arms, turned around and left, leaving only a light sentence "no absenteeism".A few seconds later, Lian Xi heard a crisp sound of closing the door.

The shorty's roommate quietly opened the door a crack: "Has the nigger left?"

Lian Xi glanced at him: "Niger?"

Su Jiao: "It's just him, Sucheng is black and impermanent. You brought him into the house for no reason and I haven't said you yet. What are you doing? You're so scary! That's a ghost, and he climbed up from the underworld. It seems that he may have been a ghost before, but now that he has obtained the official status, he turned over and became the master! His strength should be quite strong, do you feel it?"

Lian Xi was silent for a moment, then nodded.

The power of the mysterious new Heiwuchang in Sioux City does not need to be verified. The other two people in the house have felt it.

Lian Xi has never seen a ghost messenger before, but he can feel that this Lord Heiwuchang is probably stronger than other ordinary ghost messengers, even much stronger!

Lian Xi thought: "Are the ghost guards in Sucheng stronger than those in other places?"

Su Jiao: "I don't know, I have only seen our ghost messenger in Qufu. Our Heiwuchang is an old pine tree on Nishan Mountain, and Baiwuchang is an old blacksmith who died in the War of Resistance in the last century. Two ghosts He is very talkative. That old blacksmith, he was wronged by the devils for stealing the railway. The devils poured water into his mouth with a funnel, and after filling his stomach round, he rolled his belly with a rolling pin. Just poured water over and over again Roll it all over the place, until finally his eyes, nose, mouth, ears are dripping everywhere. So every time he drinks with my uncle, he takes a sip, and his ears and nose will bleed. According to my uncle, he has lost water this year. If you can save enough performance and go back to the underworld to reincarnate, you will definitely be able to invest in a wealthy and wealthy person in your next life and live a good life."

Lian Xi: "Are you familiar with your ghost messenger?"

Su Jiao was a little proud: "That's not true, my uncle is a famous Xuanxiu in Qufu, and every few days someone invites him to come to the door to do magic tricks."

Lian Xi glanced at his triumphant roommate, and thought: What about you?

Without asking any more questions, Lian Xi said, "Your two ghost messengers, one is... um, a tree demon? One is an old ghost?"

Su Jiao: "Yes."

So what kind of minister is it?

Lian Xi inexplicably felt that he didn't look like a demon or a ghost.But even less human.

However, if it is not these, what else can it be?

……

The live broadcast ended, and Mr. Xi hadn't come home yet.

Bai Wuchang, who had been absent from work for more than ten years, let out a long sigh and put on his coat.

Su Jiao's eyes widened: "Are you really going out to pretend to be Bai Wuchang?"

Lian Xi bent over to change his shoes: "Yes."

Su Jiao said speechlessly: "You really got into the drama."

Lian Xi didn't say anything, he put on his shoes, opened the door and left.

At one o'clock in the morning, everything is quiet and the streets are empty, in stark contrast to the busy traffic during the day.

As September approaches, the evening breeze is still a bit cool.Lian Xi rubbed the goosebumps floating on his arms, he thought for a while, found a random direction, and started to wander aimlessly, trying his luck to see if he could meet some ghosts who hadn't been reincarnated.

One night, Lian Xi really found two of them.

One died in a car accident and was stranded at the scene of the accident.This young guy has no obsessions, and he has no unfulfilled wishes. He just squatted on the ground and drew circles in a foolish way, turning into a fool who lost his mind.

Dealing with this kind of ghost is the easiest, and there is no need to help him fulfill his last wish.Lian Xi directly took out the certificate of impermanence given to him by the minister. He recalled the appearance of the other party using the magic weapon, opened the certificate of impermanence with a click, his eyes froze, and began to read: "There is a way in the universe, and there is no door to hell——"

"receive!"

After three seconds.

Lian Xi: "..."

The male ghost squatting on the ground stupidly and drawing circles: "Hey."

Putting away the certificate of impermanence calmly, Lian Xi raised his left hand and rang the bell.

In the dark night, a deep and simple bell rang.

hum!

"Ouch!" the idiot screamed, turning into a white light and dissipating in the air.

Lian Xi opened his impermanence certificate.

"Chen Jiu, 1994-2020, died in an accident"

The first ghost was harvested without any suspense, but the second ghost was a little more difficult.

This second ghost has a little consciousness, and he still has a last wish, and his last wish is...

Eat KFC.

"Brother, brother, I want a chicken taco!"

Lian Xi squatted down, looked at the little boy with a bloody hole on his head, and tried to slow down his voice: "The chicken tacos are gone, and they have long since been taken off the shelves."

The little boy fell to the ground and started to roll: "I want to eat Mexican chicken tacos! Chicken tacos!"

Lian Xi: "..."

hum!

When the bell was struck, the little boy ghost let out an "Ouch" and turned into a flash of white light, dissipating in the air.

Lian Xi opened the certificate of impermanence.

"Zhou Zixuan, 2011-2020, fell to his death by hitting a stone while walking"

Lian Xi: "..."

If you don't help the ghost fulfill its last wish, you won't be affected by the golden and red light.

Today is a day of hard work and hard work.

Su Cheng Bai Wuchang packed his things and prepared to go home.

Just when Lian Xi took out his mobile phone to make a late-night Didi call, suddenly, he stopped and looked up at the man across the road.

The eyes of the two met in the air.

The man walked over: "Absent from work?"

Lian Xi: "..."

The young man confidently took out his certificate of impermanence and opened it!

Jichen smiled: "Oh, two." After speaking, he took out his impermanence certificate and opened it.

Lian Xi: "...?!"

Where did you get five!

How could there be so many lonely ghosts in Sucheng!

In the cool night wind, the two stood side by side.The soft hair on his forehead moved with the wind, covering his vision. Lian Xi stretched out his hand to push away the obstructing hair. His gaze was slightly slanted, and from the corner of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of the man next to him with one hand in his pocket and the other holding a black certificate of impermanence. , looked down lightly.

In the shining golden light, the slightly pursed lips and the high bridge of the nose formed a beautiful curve.

For some reason, Lian Xi stared blankly for a while, until the phone rang suddenly.

"Yes, here in Times Square, the location is accurate, you can see it directly by driving over..."

Lian Xi took his mobile phone to communicate with the driver.

He didn't notice that after he looked away, the man beside him also turned his head slightly and looked at him quietly.

When Lian Xi hung up the phone, Ji Chen also looked away.

While waiting for the car, Lian Xi thought of something: "By the way, there is something very strange. I saw you use the black impermanence magic weapon, which is the golden album, and said a spell before. I want to use this spell today. The proof of impermanence, but it's useless. The mantra of the proof of impermanence is different from the magic weapon?"

Jichen raised his eyebrows: "That spell? Which one did you say?"

Lian Xi: "That's right. There is a way in the universe, but there is no door to hell."

Hearing this, the handsome man raised the corners of his lips as if nothing had happened, he let out a soft "oh", his deep eyes fluctuated slightly: "I just made it up."

Lian Xi: "..."

The author has something to say:

Mr. Xi: No way, no way, no one really believed in the spell I just made up, right?

CC: ...I won't blame you for killing you! ! !

Fuwa: [Youyou] Do you feel the resentment that I want to eat Mexican chicken tacos...