I finally fell into my own hands

When Heihei regained consciousness again, he found that there was a faint red mark on his hand, which wrapped around his wrist, as if being entangled by a red rope.

The other end of the red rope was held on the middle finger of the boy's left hand, with a faint halo floating restlessly like a small tail.

As a well-informed ghost, Hei Hei could tell at a glance that the two had formed a bond by mistake.

Since last night, he has been his ghost servant, no, he is his own ghost servant, that's the right way to say it.

It's just that everyone's bond is the little finger, why is it the middle finger when it comes to me?This is too uncivilized... Forget it, if you make a pact with yourself, it's considered fat and water does not flow to outsiders.

Hei Hei carried the feverish and unconscious Qi Ye on his back. After getting out of the car, he walked familiarly to the door of the dilapidated apartment in the depths of Mao'er Lane, and found the key chain from the third pocket of Qi Ye's coat. He picked out another key from the bunch and opened the rusty iron door.

The movements are done in one go, Hei Hei is too familiar with this place, this is the home he grew up in.

He wasn't worried about bumping into someone when he entered the house. His uncle was definitely not there at the moment. The younger brother who was three months younger than him had returned to his hometown during the winter vacation. The whole apartment was chilly and unpopular. He was not afraid of the cold in the dark, but the guy behind him was.

As a ghost, he thoughtfully helped the guy behind him take off his shoes, socks, coat and jeans, went to boil water, and wiped Qi Ye's face with a hot towel.

Even after decades, Hei Hei can still recognize his own white towel from a row of towels.

Hei Hei wiped his face and thought, so he was in such a mess back then, running all the way home without taking off the make-up on the haunted house, how scary the journey was.Hei Hei felt even more sad after removing the other party's makeup. This child, with a plain face, was paler and more frightening than ghost makeup. His face was hot but his hands were cold.

It's a pity that he is a ghost, there is no temperature on his body, and he can't warm the boy with cold hands and feet.

Qi Heihei washed the towels and put them back to the original place to dry, and turned on the air conditioner in the room. In the past, the air conditioner was just a decoration.

Now that he is back, he is reluctant to let "myself" suffer this kind of grievance again, earn money when it is gone, there is really no need to go hungry and cold.

Heihei is not like in his heyday now, he can't show himself in broad daylight, seeing that it is almost dawn, he hurried to the kitchen to wash rice and cook porridge, and prepare breakfast for this sick guy before dawn.

He knows better than anyone how perfunctory he was when he was a child.

……

Pale blue light leaked into the room through the screen window. On this side, Qi Ye was worried about the electricity bill, so he got up barefoot and turned off the air conditioner in desperation. The warm wind suddenly stopped, and he felt light-headed and dizzy again.

Qi Ye went back to the bed and lay down, finally calmed down, smelled the faint fragrance of rice, thought to himself, who is cooking breakfast, it's so nice.

But after being quiet for a while, he heard the sound of gurgling from the kitchen, Qi Ye suddenly opened his eyes, could it be that uncle came home?This point shouldn't be... Could it be Ning Xiao?

"uncle……?"

"Ah Xiao...?"

No one answered, Qi Ye sat up from the bed again vigilantly, if there is no one at home, it might be... a ghost.

Before his feet touched the ground, he was pushed back on the bed by a pair of hands: "Why is the air conditioner turned off again?"

Heihei asked the question knowingly, and turned on the air conditioner smoothly.

Qi Ye thought he was hallucinating from illness, rubbed his eyes, saw the guy in the clown mask still swaying in front of him, and replied naturally: "I can't pay the electricity bill."

Hei Hei: "I'll give it to you."

Qi Ye naturally didn't believe this nonsense, instead he asked, "Why did you follow me to my house?"

Hei Hei casually said, "It's not that I follow you, it's that we accidentally made a pact last night, and now I'm your ghost servant."

"Contract?"

"Well, if you don't believe me, look at your left middle finger."

Only then did the young man look at his left hand. There was indeed a circle of red thread wrapped around the pale fingertip. He raised his middle finger and shook it, and the red thread swayed with his movements.

"Just look at it, what are you doing with the middle finger at me?"

"..."

The expected indifference reaction, Hei Hei has let himself go since he turned into a ghost, it is no longer like holding back when he was young, now he says whatever he wants, he does whatever he wants, everything follows his temperament.

Especially in front of himself, his presumptuousness was multiplied.

"I made porridge, drink some and go to sleep."

"Well, what do you... call it?"

Hei Hei thought for a while, he couldn't say that he was Qi Ye, he hesitated, and the system's sentence [A new plot of the character "Qi Hei Hei" has been created] flashed through his mind, and he came up with a sentence——

"I have the same surname as you, Qi, just call me Hei Hei."

Saying that, Hei Hei turned around and floated to the kitchen, took out the porcelain bowl and spoon from the cupboard, washed them clean and served the porridge, and brought the hot porridge to Qi Ye's bed in a blink of an eye.

"Drink a little while it's hot, and rest after filling your stomach."

"...Thank you." Qi Ye took the porridge hesitantly. Since he was a child, he didn't have a good impression of ghosts. He was either teased or bullied by ghosts. He had never taken care of him so caringly.

But no matter how caring he is, this person in front of him is also a ghost he met by chance... Maybe it's because he wants to break the contract of the ghost attendant that he is so meticulous?

Heihei smiled: "Drink it, it's okay, I won't be so boring as to poison you."

"..."

"But ghosts other than me, don't eat anything given to you."

"I see."

Of course he knew that, in fact, even if the contract was formed as the old murderer said, he shouldn't believe it, but for some reason, Qi Ye gritted his teeth and drank a bowl of porridge under the urging and expecting sight of the other party.

Just make an exception for this strange ghost.

Hei Hei looked at his well-behaved and reluctant appearance, happily, Qi Ye met his gaze, a little uncomfortable: "Is there a solution to the bond formation?"

"Why do you want to solve it?"

"..." Inexplicably forming a bond, does not understand the bond?

"With me covering you, ghosts won't dare to harass you."

Qi Ye hesitated for a moment, then said in a word: "But aren't you also a ghost?"

"..." It makes sense.

At this time, the sky was getting brighter, and the power of darkness was getting weaker and weaker. This time was different from the past. The three years of earth-bound spirit experience had seriously damaged his vitality, and he yawned against the morning light.

"There's still some porridge in the pot, there's not enough for you to fill it up. It's dawn, I'll sleep for a while, and I'll find you at night."

"...I'm going to work in the haunted house at night."

"You are sick, how do you go?"

"It's all right."

"Nonsense, lie down obediently, and I'll make you something to eat at night."

"..."

"That's right, don't turn off the air conditioner, I'm afraid of the cold."

Ghosts are afraid of the cold?I'm afraid I believed your evil.

After explaining, Hei Hei turned over and lay on his own bed, Qi Ye was stunned, and pushed the ghost who didn't see him at all, but the other party seemed to be fast asleep and didn't respond.

Qi Ye was a little helpless and a little funny, how did this ghost know his address?Could it be that he has been following him for a long time?Qi Ye was lying on the pillow, suddenly remembered that the makeup on his face had not been removed, touched it, and it was refreshing, obviously wiped off by someone, could it be this old murderer?He turned to look at the sleeping Hei Hei, only to find that Hei Hei had disappeared.

Having been with ghosts all year round, Qi Ye more or less understands that the disappearance of the naked eye is not really disappearance.

So he held back his distress and didn't turn off the air conditioner.

……

After the sun went down, Hei Hei finally woke up. He lay on his bed, not knowing what day and night it would be. He turned over habitually as before, and slapped the young man with both hands. It's not the original Qi Ye, who has been dead for many years.

Qi Ye didn't wake him up, his eyes were tightly closed, his thick eyelashes trembled, and a sickly red tide appeared on his fair and clean face. Hei Hei touched his forehead, and it really burned. It's getting worse.

He took out Qi Ye's cell phone from his pocket, unlocked it skillfully with the password, and placed an order for antipyretics on the delivery app.When he checked the teenager's bank card balance on a whim and found that there was only 68 yuan left, he smiled wryly. This feeling of poverty and helplessness was so fucking real.

The medicine arrived in less than half an hour, and the little brother cooperated very well and put the medicine on the shoe cabinet in the corridor according to the instructions. When the person walked away, Hei opened the door to get it, and boiled hot water for the boy to take the medicine.

"Qi Ye, wake up, drink some medicine first."

Seeing the boy lying there clean, white and tender, Hei Hei blurted out the word "Qi Ye".

Qi Ye was pulled up in a daze, and he didn't wake up until the fever-reducing medicine and warm water were delivered to his mouth. He opened his misty eyes and looked at Hei Hei, opened his mouth, and swallowed the medicine with He Hei's hand.

He wanted to struggle and say that he was going to work, but was rubbed by Hei Hei and pushed his head back to the bed, and fell asleep again with a heavy consciousness.

After confirming that Qi Ye was fast asleep, Hei Hei heated up the porridge in the pot, turned around and went out of the house to look for food by himself.Although there are no fierce ghosts near Mao'er Lane, there are more little ghosts. Although the taste is bland, it can barely fill your stomach.

Hei Hei was bullied badly by lonely ghosts when he was a child, and now Hei Hei is accurate at each end. In less than half an hour, he caught twenty little ghosts, kneaded them into noodles, and sucked them into his stomach in one breath, so that he barely felt full.

In addition to filling his stomach, Heihei also learned a profitable news during the ghost hunting process. A wealthy businessman in Dongcheng bought a famous haunted house in the city. Powerful, wealthy businessmen bought it at a low price, and are recruiting warriors with strong yang energy to suppress evil spirits in the haunted house, with a reward of 20 yuan for three months.

In the real estate industry, there has always been a rule of removing haunted houses. No matter how murderous the house is, if people are allowed to live in it for a month or two, the haunted house will be downgraded. wash off.

For Heihei, isn't this a cheap deal of free food, drink and money?