Seeing that Song Qingru's posture was getting more and more wrong the more he thought about it, Zhao Jin quickly interrupted him to prevent him from going crazy.
"Haha, stop thinking about it, let's go, I'll take you to see it."
"Ah? What to look at?"
"Look at the ghost!"
"What!?"
Zhao Jin didn't care about Song Qingru's mistake, and went straight forward to pull her and walked out of the door.
"You see, the one is a living ghost, and you run a little on your eyes."
As soon as he walked out of the alley, Zhao Jin pointed to the middle -aged man who was busy selling noodles in the distance, and signaled Song Qingru to see it.
Song Qingru heard the words and used his spiritual power. Sure enough, the man immediately turned into a miserable ghost with blood all over his body.
"You dare to eat anything made by ghosts?"
Song Qingru suddenly sounded that Zhao Jin had taken him to this noodle restaurant before, and his face could not help but change slightly.
"What's wrong, what he does is the noodles of the Eight Classics, can you say good?"
Zhao Jin had a matter-of-fact expression.
"Indeed ... yes, just ..."
"That uncle has been running a noodle shop here for more than ten years. One day he went out to buy goods, and when he came back he looked like this. And that day there was a report that there was a car accident on the road where he often went to buy goods. On the way. His wife is not good, and he takes medicine all year round. His son is only in junior high school. It is said that his hometown still has an elderly parents to support it. If you say that he is really finished, then his home is really finished. "
Zhao Jin was talking nonstop, and Song Qingru beside him was also listening attentively, thoughtfully, and vaguely letting go of the burden in his heart as he spoke.
"Indeed, it seems that these living ghosts also have their own reasons!"
"Look at there, the grandma who sells ravioli is also a living ghost, and the grandmother has no children, but she picked up a granddaughter in this old town a few years ago. It ’s so relieved that the granddaughter returned from the soul after he died of illness, and continued to sell this ravioli. I tasted it, the taste did not change, and it was still so delicious.
"Go, try it?"
Song Qingru also began to try to accept the existence of these living ghosts. If she didn't accept it, there was nothing she could do. She couldn't change it now, and according to Zhao Jin, these living ghosts were also pitiful people in their lifetime.
"Okay, it's okay to go to the meal stall while eating. Alas, there is also a black gas in the dark place in the corner. It is estimated that it is just a ghost. 'Stay alive' for a while."
Zhao Jin said while walking, when he walked in front of the stall, Song Qingru poked Zhao Jin and motioned for him to look at the shop.
"Zhao Jin, do you think he encountered a ghost? Why is there so little red light on his body?"
Zhao Jin looked at, it was a teenager with a schoolbag eating a big mouth.
"I'm afraid it's not just that. He is not just encountering ghosts, and he is afraid that he will not live in the ghost nest. Young people are the period when the sun is full of prosperity. How can there be such a weak yang? Go, see."
"Boss, two bowls of fresh meat!"
Zhao Jin greeted the grandma and chose a position near the teenager to sit down.
"Come and try it!"
Soon, the steaming wontons were served.
"Well, it is indeed delicious and smells delicious."
"It's delicious. I told you that I met the ghost two days ago, just in my house."
Zhao Jin controls his voice, and the volume control is just to make the teenager hear clearly, and it will not let other guests hear.
"Oh? Real or fake?"
Song Qingru acted with Zhao Jin understandingly.
"Of course, that is true, that ghost, God is ghost, I can only see a ball of black, '唰' and run out of the wall. I saw it yesterday. Now, I dare not dare to dare not. Go home."
"Hey, let me tell you, I also encountered a ghost in our house before. Later, I found a ghost exorcist master to help me clean up my house."
"Master drive, then use it? You take me after eating, otherwise I can't go back to home today."
"Okay, okay, I just have the contact information of the exorcist master. I will help you contact you after eating."
The words of Zhao Jin's two people really attracted the attention of the young people. Originally, they just raised their ears and listened. When it comes to the master of the ghosts, the teenager couldn't sit still and carefully got up.
"Big brother, big sister, can I ask you a question?"
She had to perform a full set of acting, so Zhao Jin pretended to look at the boy in surprise. There was unconcealable sadness and uneasiness in the boy's eyes, and his face did not have the enthusiasm and innocence that was unique to his youth.
"you say."
"Do you believe there are ghosts in the world?"
The young man looked at the two of them seriously, as if he was worried that they didn't believe him.
"Well, I believe, have you ever seen a ghost?"
Although Song Qingru's temperament is very cold, as a woman, she still looks more affinity than Zhao Jin, so the main force of the boy is her.
"I have seen it, my family has it."
The words of the teenager surprised Zhao Jin.
"you sure?"
"Yes, I'm sure, because that ghost is...my mother."
"Mom!"
At this moment, they were very surprised. Zhao Jin's belly had a dark problem. It seemed like a thought in his heart. "You are really your mother, it's a big filial son, filial piety, and the filial piety is powerful. !”
"Well, yes, can you help me? Help me drive away the ghost in our house!"
The teenager looked at the two sincerely, and his eyes were full of urgency and anxiety.
"Please tell us your situation in detail so that we can help you."
"My mother was dead, but she returned a week ago. Half a month ago, my mother sent me to school, but we had a car accident halfway. After rescue, I survived. I woke up in the hospital. When I arrived, they told me that my mother had lost her life.
"Although his mother died, my dad could not accept the leaving of his mother, so he didn't know where to find a ceremony of summoning ghosts. He placed a candle at his mother's photo at the basement at home, and then in the other. Feed it in the jar to fed it, and then ...
"A week later, my mother really came back, but I knew she was not my mother, she was just a ghost that looked like her!"
While the teenager's mouth said, he recalled the picture he had seen before, and his eyes were full of fear, and his body trembled unconsciously.
Song Qingru touched his shoulder with some distress, wanting to give him some warmth to make him less afraid, but what she received was a bit cold. She just thought it was the boy who was scared into a cold sweat and didn't think much about it.
"Since 'Mom' came back, Dad's body has become weaker and weaker. He even coughs frequently and rarely goes out. I persuaded him to go to the hospital, but he said it was fine and he would be fine in a few days."
"Are you sure your father wants to resurrect your mother?"
Zhao Jin looked at the teenager thoughtfully, and the teenager's suspicion of Zhao Jin was very excited.
"OK, OK, I am sure that I secretly followed my father to enter the basement that night. The mother's photos were placed in front of the candle. The figure I saw at night was my mother!"
"Okay, then let's go to your home with you, how about it?"
Zhao Jin quickly comforted the young man.
"You? Big brother, big sister, you should take me to find the ghost exorcist master! I can give you money. I have a lot of money, and my family is also rich."
Having said that the teenager took out a lot of banknotes from his pocket to the two.
"No, no, tell you the truth, we are the master of ghost exorcments."
"Are you? Is it a master of ghosts?"
The young man obviously didn't believe what Zhao Jin said. After all, the actual age of Zhao Jin was only high school students. Even if they looked more mature, they were still college students at most. In his impression, the master of the ghosts must be the image of Grandpa white beard.
"Don't you believe it? Then I'll show you one hand."
Zhao Jin also knew that the young man could not believe it for a moment, so he stretched out a hand and put it in front of the young man. At the same time, Song Qingru also moved closer, and the bodies of the three blocked the view of the rest of the people in the store.
Zhao Jin's palm of his heart, condensed a small group of water balls, and came up with the operation that he had shown to Song Qingru, but this time it was even more fancy. A crab made the young man's face light up.
"Wow, big brother, you are really a master of exorcism! Come on, I will take you to my house now."
Seeing Zhao Jin's exposed manipulation, the young man immediately pulled Zhao Jin excitedly and ran out.
"Hehe, don't worry, let's go slowly."
Zhao Jin followed the teenager with a smile, and Song Qingru looked down at the coins that the teenager stuffed abnormally. It wasn't until Zhao Jin turned around to signal her that she quickly followed.
"Big brother, my name is Liu Tianle. My parents want me to be happy every day, so they gave me this name. My home is very close to here, just a few minutes' walk away."
After knowing that Zhao Jin was the master of exorcism, the young man seemed very happy. The innocence that only belongs to young people was vividly displayed in him in an instant. Perhaps in his heart, if he found the master of exorcism, he could solve the problem in his family. Damn it, my father's health will also get better.
Zhao Jin's face looked at the umbrella hanging on the backpack as usual, covering the sky on his head.
"Hey, big brother, don't mind, my dad said that he would have an umbrella when he asked me, for fear that I would be black."
Song Qingru behind him looked up at the sky. It was cloudy today. Where could the sun shine?
Then he looked at the young man's feet with a look of shock on his face, and looked at Zhao Jin unconsciously. Seeing the reassuring look from the other party, Song Qingru had no choice but to suppress her inner worries and follow him.
"Let's go."
Indeed, as Liu Tianle said, his home was not far away. After ten minutes, they came to a villa community.
