When I shouted out, the room was quiet and there was no movement at all.
But I'm not in a hurry, I didn't see the ghost anywhere anyway...
The sentence just now was actually a lie to him.
After I finished shouting, when there was no response, I took out a cigarette from my pocket, lit it, and then gently placed it on the table.
Ghosts, of course, can smoke.
Because this cigarette, like incense, is attractive to spiritual bodies, I just lit the cigarette for a few seconds before an illusory shadow appeared.
My heart suddenly rose when I saw this shadow sitting on the chair behind the table. He looked like a man in his thirties, wearing a crisp jacket.
He looks quite tall, with a flat head, but his facial features are unclear and blurry.
In broad daylight, the ghost appeared directly. Although it could not be seen clearly, it was still scary enough.
He sat there motionless, staring at the smoke in front of him, but there was no expression on his face.
After a long time, he slowly raised his head and glanced at me.
At this moment, his face seemed to become clear for a moment, and I realized that he was a man with a Chinese character face, thick eyebrows and big eyes.
But then he disappeared again. When I focused my eyes to look again, his figure became illusory again.
I seized the time and said: "Yin and Yang are different, humans and ghosts have different paths, and they all go their own ways. Neither of them can interfere. You have turned into a ghost, why do you want to stay here and disturb strangers?"
The ghost behind the table opposite looked at me silently, without saying a word, and his face remained expressionless. Although I couldn't see his facial features clearly, I could feel that his eyes were completely empty.
This feeling is very uncomfortable. I can roughly describe it as if a person has given up all his thoughts and let go of all emotions. There is no more waves in his heart, and everything in the world has turned into nothingness.
I sighed secretly and said to him: "If you have any unresolved obsessions, you can talk about it and we will help you resolve it and send you to the underworld. Otherwise, you will be wandering in the world, unable to reincarnate at all, and your soul will be lost sooner or later in the future." fate."
I'm not trying to scare him, because the ghosts linger in the human world and refuse to go to the underworld. Over time, they will lose their souls, unless he has the ability to cultivate ghosts and immortals, just like Zhuang Yuwei.
He still looked at me expressionlessly, then slowly lowered his head, took two puffs of cigarette, and suddenly a wave of telekinesis came over him.
This thing is like a signal. Although my ears cannot hear his voice, his voice has already sounded in my mind.
"I'm not willing to accept it..."
This power of thought was so powerful that those words buzzed in my mind, and I couldn’t help but get goosebumps all over my body.
This is me, any ordinary person would have been scared away.
However, despite this, I also felt flustered and palpitated, and then my face felt hot. It was obvious that the immortal protector had come up.
The feeling of heart palpitations slowly subsided, and I said: "It's normal for you to be unwilling, so I asked you to express your obsession, see if I can help you, and send you off properly."
He looked at me again and said in a disdainful tone: "You help me? Hehehehe... Who are you? How can you help me?"
He looked down on me a little bit from his tone, but I didn't give in. I sneered and said, "You may have been an official before, or you may be in a high and powerful position, but no matter how great your official position is, you will remain a ghost after your death. All the glory in my life has disappeared. Although I am just a commoner, I can summon hundreds of ghosts and give orders to them. I may not be able to control the affairs of the human world, but I can manage the affairs of the underworld."
Since this guy doesn't like me, then I'll let him know how powerful I am!
As I thought, five black shadows appeared in front of me, all juxtaposed, full of evil energy!
Of course these are my five guardian gods.
Under normal circumstances, I rarely invite them out, because they are not my soldiers, they just follow the instructions of the old Monument King and protect me secretly.
If nothing happens to me, they won't come out.
Now this ghost dares to look down on me. The five of them are also very cooperative. Instead of appearing in their usual forms, they all appear as ghost generals.
In fact, these ghosts and gods can change, because they have no fixed form and can change whatever they want.
At this time, when the five guardian gods came out, everyone was wearing black armor and helmets on their heads. Half of their faces were covered, with only the upper part exposed.
At a glance, their whole bodies were surrounded by black energy, and their faces were completely shrouded in black energy, with only a pair of eyes shining with a captivating red light.
This scene was so impactful that the ghost opposite him was dumbfounded, but he was still able to sit on the chair without moving.
I thought it was good. If it were an ordinary ghost, he would have been frightened to his knees, but he could still sit peacefully, which meant that this ghost was extraordinary!
I sneered again: "How about I call all the ghosts within a hundred miles to come over and play with you?"
His face, which was originally expressionless, finally showed a trace of emotion. After hearing what I said, Qiu stood up slowly and nodded to me.
"Can you really help me?"
Seeing that his attitude had softened, I said, "It's hard to tell if you're alive. If you're dead, I'll take care of you. You first tell me about your own situation, why you committed suicide, and why you didn't leave here. After listening, I'll make a plan." "
After that, I waved my hand casually and said to leave. The five guardian gods bowed to me at the same time and slowly dispersed.
After all, you still have to show off enough...
After the darkness in the room dissipated, he sat down again, but still did not speak.
I could probably tell from his expression that he had a lot to say, but unfortunately he couldn't.
Because ghosts actually cannot express much, or in other words, others cannot receive too many signals.
Just like the few sentences he just said to me, they are actually quite simple, but if you want him to tell a very complicated thing, it will be difficult to achieve.
Therefore, it is impossible for me to chat with a ghost for half an hour.
If it were that simple, there would be no need to dance around and invite ghosts to take over.
No coincidence, just at this moment, Director Yang knocked lightly on the door and came in, then poked his head in: "Director Ma just said that he went for a walk in the yard outside and asked you to call him when you are done. Telephone……"
Before Director Yang could finish his sentence, it was as if an invisible force suddenly pulled him. He staggered and fell to the ground.
I hurried over to help him up. Before I could say anything, Director Yang slowly raised his head, looked at me with a very strange look, and spoke.
"Do you want to know how I died?"
