I don't believe in ghosts today

The man didn't respond, and rushed over anxiously, checking the wound on his shoulder.

"Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the figure, the soul of the disciple, the five viscera Xuanming..."

The man's fingers slowly stroked the wound emitting white smoke, and the pain gradually disappeared, leaving only a shallow scar on the skin.

"Blind Xu, Yunling, take him back quickly." After giving instructions to the two, Li Yifan turned to Zou Hao again. "I have to stay here to contact the police and deal with the follow-up matters. You follow them obediently."

Zou Hao shook his head. "I have to stay with Zheng Cheng."

Li Yifan frowned slightly. "Can I go with him?"

"No." Zou Hao knew that this was his last chance to see Zheng Cheng.

Li Yifan sighed. "You can only stay for another 5 minutes. Your soul is damaged now, and you must return to your body as soon as possible."

Zou Hao returned to the security room on the first floor. Zheng Cheng was sleeping on the table. When he heard him coming, he raised his head sleepily. "Brother Hao, I'm sorry, I'm really tired..."

"It's okay." Zou Hao reached out and patted his head.

"What's wrong with you today, why don't you scold me?" Zheng Cheng scratched his head and smirked. "Boss Yan also told me that when you went out together, you cheated the company of money and never came back. I thought it was impossible, you are the best person I know."

"You are also the best little brother I know." Zou Hao had a sore nose, held Zheng Cheng's head and rubbed it. "Sleep if you're sleepy, I'll help you watch."

Zheng Cheng yawned for a long time. "Then I'll leave it to you. Remember to call me at dawn, and we'll go have breakfast together."

"it is good."

Hearing Zou Hao's solemn promise, Zheng Cheng felt relieved, lay down on the table again, closed his eyes and fell asleep.Zheng Cheng's translucent body became shallower and shallower, the outline gradually blurred, and finally disappeared completely.

Zou Hao stood blankly for a while, tears rolling down from his eyes again.A pang of sadness welled up in his chest, and he put his hands to his eyes, crying so hard that he couldn't stand upright.

Li Yifan came over, put his warm palm on the back of his neck, and slowly rubbed it.He turned around, and Li Yifan opened his arms knowingly, letting his head rest on his shoulders.It turns out that the tears of the soul will not wet people's clothes.

"Okay, don't be sad." Li Yifan patted him on the back tenderly. "You like him so much, one day in the future, you will definitely meet again in another form."

"Hmm." Although he knew it was just comforting words, Zou Hao still nodded heavily.

He followed Uncle Xu and Zhou Yunling back to the hotpot restaurant, opened his eyes, and the three of them were still sitting opposite each other, as if what happened just now was just a nightmare.But Zou Hao knew that everything was true.

Hearing that Zheng Cheng and Peng Lili were dead, Qin Yan immediately fell into the brink of madness, sitting in front of an empty table, staring at the air and muttering: "I killed them, I killed them, they You will come to me to claim your life...Niannian, will you protect your mother..."

Goddess Duan also blamed herself very much. She drank two glasses of plum wine, one with Uncle Xu, and sighed while drinking. "If I had known it would be like this, I would have asked you to go back earlier."

Zou Hao went out alone and walked towards the hill overlooking the town.The night is already very deep, the cold wind pours into the neck, and the sparse lights are like scattered stars.

He sat for a long time, his whole body lost temperature from the cold, and he still didn't want to leave.Only the cold and darkness can ease the guilt in his heart.If he could do better and be more vigilant, Zheng Cheng might not have died.

Zhou Yunling climbed up the stone steps and sat down beside him. "Master asked me to come and see you."

"I'm fine." Zou Hao pretended to be brisk.

"I know you're not good... Actually, I'm also very sad. Whether it's Zheng Cheng or Peng Lili, they're colleagues who get along day and night. It's hard to accept it on anyone." Zhou Yunling sighed softly. "But we survived. Those who survive have to shoulder the responsibility of living."

"Responsibility to live?"

"That's right." Zhou Yunling stood up abruptly. "Come on, come back with me. Master said that tomorrow there will be a Nuo Sacrifice in the Baishi Building to expel the grieving ghosts."

"Nuo Sacrifice? Isn't it just dancing to the gods?" Nuo Sacrifice is one of the oldest ways of offering sacrifices in China. As soon as he heard this word, Zou Hao's mind came back to those strangely dressed eccentrics he had seen in his grandmother's village when he was a child. dance.

"No nonsense!" Zhou Yunling patted him on the shoulder. "You'll know when you go and have a look."

The next morning, the three of them said goodbye to Goddess Duan and left the town.Goddess Duan said she wanted to keep Qin Yan and work as a coolie for Zhou Yunling and Uncle Xu. In fact, Zou Hao could tell that it was because Qin Yan's mental state was really bad, and Goddess Duan wanted her to rest for a while.

After bumping on the road for a long time, when we returned to Chengdu, the sky was just about to darken.

"Master!" As soon as she entered the Baishi Building, Zhou Yunling trotted towards Li Yifan who was waiting in the lobby.

Li Yifan blocked her with his forehead, turned around and walked towards Zou Hao, completely ignoring her angrily stomping behind him.

"Are you okay?" Li Yifan stopped in front of Zou Hao with a concerned look on his face. "Tired, do you want to go home and rest first?"

Zou Hao looked at the white robe on his body and the weird mask with protruding eyeballs and fangs in his hand, and shook his head decisively. "I want to watch you dance the Great God."

Li Yifan raised the corner of his mouth. "Then you have to look carefully."

Someone came up from the stairs to call him, also dressed in white, holding a wooden mask in his hand: "Master Li, we are all ready."

"Then let's start. Blind Xu, come and play the drums."

The parking lot has been cleaned, but the lights are still dim.Where the dark red totem was originally painted, there was a huge red drum.Uncle Xu raised the bright red drumstick and hit it hard, and the sound of the drum immediately echoed in the empty walls.

Li Yifan lit a stick of incense, worshiped all directions, and put it on the altar.Led by Li Yifan, nine men dressed in white and hideous masks with gold lacquer on a black background began to dance to the sound of drums.

"Everywhere in the world, there are hundreds of ghosts hiding. Choose this auspicious time, and use Nuo to drive them away..." Uncle Xu sang with a strange accent.

The movements of the ten people are uniform, and every movement of the limbs bursts out with huge energy. Under the dim light, the picture is both strange and full of power.The drumsticks fell, and the footsteps of ten people hit the ground at the same time, dust was everywhere, and the ground trembled.

"Plague ghosts and evil spirits, hear the sound and scatter away. I am lonely and injustice, and I am terrified to see me. If you travel far away, shoot with arrows, and those who are close will be cut with swords!"

Wearing terrifying masks, they seem to be no longer human beings, but gods from ancient times.The drums are sometimes dull and sometimes clear.The white clothes danced violently with their movements, transforming into thousands of shapes.For a moment, what Zou Hao saw in front of him seemed to be no longer dancing people, but wind, fire, thunder and lightning, everything in the world.

The drumming became more and more intense and gradually reached a climax.The dancing people finally disrupted the order, and began to growl, jump, and roll without any rules, baring their teeth and claws like crazy.Finally, with the sound of the last drum, all ten people collapsed to the ground.Everything stopped abruptly, the dust settled, and everything returned to one.

When the sacrifice was over and he walked out of the Baishi Building, Zou Hao was still immersed in the soul-stirring dance just now, unable to extricate himself for a long time.

"Ah, it's snowing." Uncle Xu said suddenly.

Zou Hao raised his head, facing the light of the street lamp, the snowflakes were reflected in warm bright yellow, falling from the dark sky, numerous and mighty.

It snowed all night, dyeing the ground of the city a pure white.Zou Hao hoped that Zheng Cheng, Peng Lili, and those grieving ghosts crying underground could rest in peace under this whiteness.

In the early morning, Li Yifan called him. "Do you still want to come back to work?"

Zou Hao shook his head for a long time before realizing that Li Yifan couldn't see it.

"I want to change to a different environment... Otherwise, when I return to the security room, no matter what I do, I will think of Zheng Cheng."

"Okay, you can decide for yourself, but don't stay too far away from me. Rao Qingtong hasn't been caught yet. I have to go to the police station today and find you later."

Zou Hao, who had lost his job, had nothing to do, went downstairs to eat a bowl of fried rice, was wandering on the road, and suddenly saw a recruitment notice posted on a lamppost——

We are looking for night shift security guards with high salary, under the age of 35, requirements: not afraid of ghosts.