Worth the world

In the ward, the windows were open for air circulation, but the faint smell of the potion still lingered in the air.

The man standing by the bed is tall and straight, like a pine and cypress, not afraid of the severe cold.

"You have to obey your old age, but you should rest easy and recuperate." The man sighed slightly.

"Nie Yan, you should be a little human." The old man on the hospital bed laughed while coughing.

"If human touch is the key factor to distinguish people from foreign objects, I don't mind learning a little bit." Nie Yan paused: "But obviously not, more or less is of no benefit, just like the theory you provided at the end."

"Useful, useful..." the old man muttered to himself, he didn't know whether he was speaking to himself or to the other party, and gradually his voice became higher-

"The ticking sound of the clock in my bedroom is very loud, but before I go to bed, I will subconsciously ignore this sound. It's not a habit, it's just ignoring, and sometimes I can't even hear it at all..."

"When you focus on one thing, you will ignore the changes in the outside world, even if someone whispers something in your ear, you don't know..."

"Foreign objects and people are in different spatial dimensions, and every emotional change may become a spatial node leading to you."

There are many names for the soul after death, among which 'ghost' is the most common.

The special team experts in charge of dealing with such incidents named it a foreign body, and the process of a ghost attacking a person is called a foreign body invasion.

Professor Wei recently proposed that people and foreign objects are in different spatial dimensions, and emotional changes are the spatial nodes for foreign objects to invade people.

He believed that a foreign body could not harm a complete, utter atheist.

"There is an insurmountable gap between a complete atheist and a foreign object."

……

Nie Yan: "From your interpretation, it looks like idealism."

I don't believe it, he doesn't exist.

The creases on Professor Wei's face gathered together, and he laughed hoarsely: "Don't secretly change the concept."

"What about babies? What about children who have not yet developed a cognition of this world? Some will still be disturbed by foreign objects."

For those who have not been exposed to the concept of ghosts, it is impossible to say whether to believe or not.

Professor Wei turned his head to one side: "Although many people say they saw ghosts when they were young, they actually grew up safely. You have been in the special team for so long, when did you encounter a case of a young child being killed by a foreign object?"

Nie Yan wanted to argue, but Professor Wei had already closed his eyes tiredly: "Time will tell. Just like in the incidents you have dealt with in the past, people who are timid and believe that ghosts exist are far more likely to run into ghosts than those who don't believe in them." People who have ghosts."

Nie Yan: "The seven talents of the compass appeared, and before being transferred to the special team, he was also an atheist, but he just awakened when he was invaded by foreign objects."

Professor Wei shook his head and moved his fingers vigorously.

Seeing what he meant, Nie Yan opened the drawer, and there were three sheets of paper inside, each page was densely packed with harsh conditions.

Some are ridiculous.

What never cared about Feng Shui constellation religion, don't believe in left eye jumping for money...

"If a person can meet all the conditions," Professor Wei paused, "then no foreign object can harm him before the world view is changed."

Nie Yan shook his head and stopped entangled in this matter: "If there is nothing else, I will go back to the special team first, and I will visit you next week."

Before going out, looking at the aging face of the old man, he bowed slightly: "Thank you for your dedication to the work of the special team over the years."

Professor Wei's brows are already pale, and he may not be able to wait for his next visit.

"The responsibility lies."

Nie Yan then left without stopping. Not long after the leader of the special team left, another person entered the ward.

Without the previous calmness, Professor Wei reluctantly pulled the corner of his mouth: "I did everything as you said, and I hope you can fulfill your promise."

When talking, the old man stared at the other person's face, not wanting to let go of any change in expression.

Different from Nie Yan's dominance, the newcomer was even more astonishing in appearance and demeanor. If he glanced at him casually, he would be shocked by his beauty.

The delicate and beautiful flowers in the flower basket were a little wilted when he passed by, as if they didn't dare to bloom too presumptuously.

"Baici."

Unable to bear the suffocating silence, the old man called out the other party's name.

Finally, Bai Ci pursed his bland lips: "Don't worry, I will deal with that royal-level foreign object."

Professor Wei heaved a sigh of relief.

A few months ago, Bai Ci claimed that there was a royal-level foreign object in the city, and he could help deal with it before it caused a disaster. The premise was that he had to propose a theory to the special team: the foreign object could not harm a complete atheist.

Bai Ci can't lie. Professor Wei doesn't doubt the existence of Wang Jie's foreign body, but he still can't figure out the purpose of the transaction.

As Nie Yan said, this theory is meaningless at all. Compared with what kind of people are easily affected by foreign objects, everyone cares more about how to deal with the foreign objects themselves.

After thinking too much, Professor Wei felt a strong exhaustion attacking him.The past flashed before his eyes, and finally he found that the most unforgettable thing among them was the scene when he saw Bai Ci for the first time a few years ago.

Times have changed, and he is already an octogenarian and dying, but Bai Ci still looks the same, looking at the world indifferently like an outsider.

"Who are you..."

Professor Wei's question is destined to be unanswered.

Regarding Bai Ci's identity, only the top management of the special team knew, and those people's attitude towards Bai Ci had always been to maintain a high level of vigilance while cooperating briefly.

Professor Wei suddenly had some hidden worries. Baici left everyone with only one impression: believing in absolute power can crush all conspiracies.

He tried his best to open his eyelids to look over, and for the first time, he had a question: Does Bai Ci really disdain playing tricks?

A week later, Professor Wei died of illness. For people in the circle, this was a big event. Professor Wei had put forward many valuable opinions on the issue of dealing with foreign objects.

However, compared with his brilliant life, the professor's last theory before his death seems a bit childish.

The information was not classified as a core file and kept secret. Later, the system encountered an attack, and a lot of non-core information was leaked. As a result, in addition to the special team, some intelligent foreign objects had also heard about it.

……

Seven years later, in Tianhai City.

With tall buildings standing tall and rapid economic development, housing prices in this first-tier city have entered the ranks of appalling years ago.

In an unremarkable old community, when it rains at night, the wreaths that were supposed to be placed for another day were put away in advance.

After the police and doctors determined that the death was accidental, the luxury car took the body away.There are narrow roads in the community, and it is not easy for luxury cars to pass. During this period, many residents in the residential buildings were looking from the windows, curious about the identity of the deceased.

There is such a magnificent car to pick up, but the deceased lived in a run-down community before his death, which is not normal in itself.

For a while, there was everything to say.

The houses here were originally used by factory workers. After the factory went bankrupt, the original people gradually dispersed within ten years.Today's residents are mostly migrant households, and there is no daily communication between neighbors.

So most of them racked their brains and couldn't recall even a single bit of memory about the deceased.

Lin Yunqi is an exception.

He knew that the deceased was a middle-aged man, and his gestures were very neat, and he was not an ordinary person at first glance.The other party moved in half a month ago, and he usually stays at home, occasionally going out at six or seven in the evening.

Every time he went out, the other party would go to the door of Bai Ci's unit, and he would stand there for five or six hours, staring at the small window upstairs.

The same is true of Wangfushi. .

"It's in the way." An impatient voice sounded, interrupting Lin Yunqi's memory.

The talking man in glasses swallowed his mouth and threw the remaining half of his cigarette on the ground.

Lin Yunqi, who was sweeping the building, looked up at the other party.

Sweeping buildings is one of his jobs. Lin Yunqi is in charge of all the stairs in Buildings [-] to [-] in the South District. He only needs to clean them twice a day, before nine in the morning and after seven in the evening.

"What are you looking at?" The man with glasses, who has been manipulated by the boss in the company for a long time, has long held his breath, and flicked it from his pocket, and a few change coins landed on the ground.

Seeing Lin Yunqi staring at the banknotes without speaking, the man with glasses sneered and said, "What? You don't care if I throw cigarette butts, but don't care about throwing money?"

Lin Yunqi still didn't speak.

The man with glasses glanced at the cigarette butts and money on the ground, then looked at him again: "It's all rubbish, remember to clean it up."

The word "garbage" is pronounced with extra emphasis, and it has a meaning.

The man with glasses opened his legs and continued to go upstairs.

"and many more."

Turning around, Lin Yunqi picked up the money at some point, checked them one by one against the light, and said, "The three are counterfeit."

"..."

These small-denomination counterfeit banknotes are only a little more realistic than the practice coupons, and they are deliberately worn white to blur the vision, but they can be identified with a little closer inspection.

Lin Yunqi sighed: "You like to insult people with money, but you don't pay, sir, you are not kind."

The face of the man with glasses became more and more ugly. On weekdays, he always teased the old man who sold the rags. Seeing other people humbly picking up money, he seemed to be able to regain some sense of presence in the company.

Being exposed face to face, the man with glasses suddenly raised his voice, ready to say a few words to regain his position.

"Your matter should be popular on the Internet."

Lin Yunqi's light words made the other party die down.

……

In the unit building opposite, a person was leaning on the window sill in the corridor, and was witnessing this scene with a telescope. The conversation between the two parties could not be heard from such a long distance, but the scene that just happened could already be guessed from the body movements.

"Tsk, after observing for a few days," the man straightened up and patted the ashes between his elbows, "I can't see anything special."

He turned around, and lost some cynicism when facing the person behind him: "Boss, is Bai Ci really paying attention to such a person?"

The man in the back was well dressed, black trousers and shirt, standing upright.

This person is Nie Yan, the leader of the special team. Compared with seven years ago, his temperament is more mature, and he already has the demeanor of a superior in every gesture.

Nie Yan nodded lightly: "According to the information we have so far, Bai Ci moved to this community because of him." After pondering for a while, he looked at the woman next to him and gave an order: "Bai Ci will not pay attention to a person for no reason. , you go and see for yourself."

Before the woman responded, the man who was in charge of monitoring Lin Yunqi ran downstairs first: "I'll just go!"

The woman was as cold as ice and said nothing.

Nie Yan shook his head: "I don't know when this Compass Seven will become stable."

……

The head of the household passed away so suddenly yesterday that the family members directly set up the mourning hall in the house.That's how this morning there was an endless stream of luxury cars coming to worship.

In the stairwell, a paper flower seemed to be stuck to the ground, and it couldn't be swept away.

Compass Seven, who was about to come to test him, was startled when he saw this.

"Don't move." Compass Seven stepped forward quickly: "I'll handle it."

Resentment paper flowers.

The incense ashes are sprinkled on the paper flowers, and the resentment of the deceased persists after death, and the paper flowers become paper flowers of resentment after being "complaints".

The paper flower of resentment is not very aggressive, but it will take root in one place and disappear automatically within a few hours.This kind of disappearance is not in a literal sense, but into a state of 'invisibility', and people who accidentally step on here in the future are likely to sprain their feet.

There will be hidden dangers if you leave it alone.

Compass Seven wrapped the paper flower with his hands and pulled it out forcefully.

He didn't use too much strength. Unexpectedly, the strength of the paper flower's rebound came unexpectedly, and he fell down and squatted under the influence of inertia.

It turned out to be a rooted paper flower of resentment.

It's my habitual thinking.

"It's really bad."

Lin Yunqi muttered, took his place, and gently pulled it with his hand, the paper flower trembled twice, and picked it up easily.

He didn't look carefully and threw it into the black garbage bag. By the way, he stuffed the practice ticket thrown by the previous person into the seven pockets of the compass: "Take it and play."

Luo Pan Qi's eyelids twitched, is this when he touches porcelain?

Before the paper flower of resentment is invisible, ordinary people can also pull it out, provided that they have brute force.

Looking at Lin Yunqi's slender figure, he really couldn't tell that his body still had the strength to kill half a cow.

After sweeping the last floor, Lin Yunqi turned around and walked to the basement, ready to put down his tools and go home to change his clothes.The moment he passed by, he took another look at the person who hadn't stood up yet.

The man wore a compass-shaped ring on his long finger. The outer disc was thick gold, and it was unclear whether it was made of real gold.

A few rays of sunlight projected on it, especially eye-catching.

When Lin Yunqi was attracted by this peculiar compass ring, Compass Seven was also in a semi-absence state.

The eyes of people who practice Taoism are different from those of ordinary people, and they can see things that ordinary eyes cannot see.For example, the two fires on a person's shoulders, the more intense the fire, the more yang energy this person has, and the less likely to be contaminated by dirty things.

But the fire on Lin Yunqi's shoulders can only be described as 'a trace', and it is still flickering, as if it will be extinguished in the next moment.

Previously, his attention was focused on the paper flower of resentment, but now seeing this cluster of small flames up close, Compass Seven had only one thought in his mind, this big brother is quite alive!

In the words of the folk, this person has a pair of evil bones, is full of yin, and looks like a "Tang monk flesh" in the eyes of dirty things. '

Compass Seven looked left and right, but he couldn't see any amulets on Lin Yunqi's body, and couldn't figure out how the other party survived without incident until now.

He returned to the opposite unit building in a daze.

"It's so strange. This Lin Yunqi has a whole body of evil bones, but he is very healthy, and there is no yin energy on his body, which proves that he has not been touched by dirty things."

In his state, a ghost press is enough to eat a pot, so don't have good dreams at night.

However, the reality is that let alone dark circles, one can tell at a glance that he is a person with a regular schedule and a lot of energy.

A total of three people came today, and the boss personally led the team. At first, everyone was not interested, but they thought it was too much to go to war for an ordinary person, but now they are all interested.

After Luo Panqi repeatedly emphasized that he did not feel the aura of the powerful amulet on Lin Yunqi, his boss Nie Yan seemed to have thought of something, slightly opened his lower lip, and quickly pursed his lips again, deciding to go and see for himself.

……

After sweeping the last floor, Lin Yunqi locked his tools, walked to another building, and returned to his residence to change clothes.

At the same time, Nie Yan and Luo Panqi had just entered the unit door.

A gust of wind blew head-on, and the ghost that floated down didn't take the initiative to launch any attack, but instead swooped down as if fleeing for its life, and quickly disappeared.

"Chasing?"

Nie Yan waved his hand, pointed to the next floor, and asked, "What do you think it is afraid of?"

Compass Seven thought of a possibility, and his expression became serious.

Nie Yan's expression remained unchanged, but he released two thousand paper cranes to explore the way, obviously a little more cautious than before.

When it was about to reach the transitional staircase between the third and fourth floors, the Thousand Paper Crane's wings shook violently, and it stopped in one place, unwilling to move forward.Nie Yan and Luo Panqi who came after them stopped behind Qianzhihe, and they were in their perspective, enough to see the scene ahead.

At the door of 402, a phantom wearing a large cloak is sitting cross-legged at the door, because the brim of the hat is too wide, it is difficult to distinguish between men and women.

Of course, Compass Seven also believes that there is no need to make a clear distinction.

For a ghost, it's the breed, not the gender, that matters.

"Hungry ghost!" When he saw the broken bowl on his knee, Compass Seven was so surprised that he even got stuck.

His complexion was extremely ugly.

There are various types of foreign objects, such as doll dwelling, shadow attack, etc. These are all types discovered by humans later.

Most of their risk factors are within the controllable range. In contrast, those evil creatures that have long existed in the classical records far exceed these novel varieties in terms of power and destructive power.

Like a hanged ghost, a dead ghost...

Among them, the starving ghost can definitely be ranked in the top three most difficult to deal with.

Adult starving ghosts are undoubtedly a disaster for any city.

Compass Seven's nerves were in a state of high tension, knowing that it would be too late to call for support now, and he was even ready to fight to the death at any time.

"Boss, I'll stop it, you go first."

Nie Yan didn't respond, still looking ahead.

The starving ghost kept his head down, staring at the bowl in his hand, so Nie Yan was the only one looking at it.After a while, Nie Yan suddenly said, "Let's go."

Compass Seven was stunned, let's go?

In the next moment, Nie Yan turned around and went downstairs, and Luopan Qihou hurriedly followed. He held his breath until the door of the unit before letting out a long sigh. Looking back, he was sure that the starving ghost hadn't caught up.

He pinched himself hard to make sure it wasn't a dream.

Slipping away from under the eyes of a starving ghost, this thing is enough to brag about for a lifetime!

After being surprised, Luo Panqi recalled the ghosts that escaped earlier, and came up with an outrageous but logical inference: instead of attacking Lin Yunqi, the starving ghost was helping drive away other ghosts.

"Would ghosts protect humans?"

"It's not protection, it's waiting for the meal." Nie Yan said coolly: "Lin Yunqi is the food that the starving ghosts fancy, so naturally other ghosts are not allowed to covet it."

Lin Yunqi's physique made his temptation to foreign objects equivalent to that of monsters seeing monk flesh, and it is not surprising to be targeted by starving ghosts.

Compass Seven heard the words and touched the compass ring on his hand and muttered to himself: "An ordinary person, but he didn't directly become a starving ghost's meal, could it be..."

Thinking of something, his pupils dilated slightly, and he was even more surprised than when he saw the starving ghost before.

Nie Yan raised his head slightly, his gaze seemed to go back a few years through the clouds.

"A foreign body cannot harm a complete, total atheist."

The theory put forward by Professor Wei seems to have been confirmed in a young man.

On the same day, the special team held an emergency meeting on how to deal with the starving ghosts, and quickly worked out a detailed solution.

After the heated discussion subsided, everyone looked at Nie Yan in unison. After all, the final decision was still in the hands of the team leader.

Nie Yan: "It is necessary to kill the source of danger in time, but..."

He scanned each face one by one: "Are you sure you want to strangle a king-level foreign object directly?"

There was a dead silence at the scene, and it took a long time for someone to find his own voice: "Wang Jie?"

Nie Yan: "Let's not mention the success rate for now. Once the starving ghost runs away during this process, the consequences will be disastrous."

When the meeting was about to end, Nie Yan finally made a deployment: "Continue to improve the plan to siege the starving ghosts, and try to minimize the losses. Before that, don't act rashly."

"What if the starving ghost suddenly loses control during the period?"

"The evil spirit on the foreign object is not strong, which means that it has not eaten for a long time." Nie Yan: "We should be lucky, this is a ghost that has extremely high requirements for 'food'."

After giving everyone time to accept, he continued: "Re-investigate the information about Lin Yunqi."

"I've already checked, Lin Yunqi was born in..."

……

When the special team meets overnight.

In a shabby room, the curtains in the room were drawn tightly, and the faint light of candles barely illuminated the area near the dining table.

Lin Yunqi sat alone at the table, squinting at the cake.

"Although no one remembers my birthday, it's good to have a ceremony."

After singing the birthday song, Lin Yunqi blew out the candles in one breath.

He didn't make a wish, and he never found sustenance in things like visions.

The moment the candle was extinguished, the starving ghost at the door was still staring at the bowl in his hand, and the empty eyes in the wide cloak remained unchanged.

23 is old.

Today is Grain Reserve's birthday.

The cloak covered the pair of cold and beautiful eyes, and the starving ghost held the bowl dully, bowed his head after a moment and made a pious wish: I hope that food can start to believe in the existence of ghosts in the world this year.

"Hope, I can... have dinner soon."

He has waited 23 years for this bowl of rice.

The author has something to say:

Starving ghost: The Buddha is waiting for food.