"How about you help Uncle Tang and I take the clothes of the dead? Actually, it's okay if you don't wear the clothes of the dead. Uncle Tang vomited all over him and it's not very clean." I saw Chu Ying's discomfort and gave a slightly unnatural explanation.
"Everyone can throw up." Chuying forced a smile and hurriedly entered the iron gate.
She brought paper with her and carefully wiped off the foam from Tang Quan's mouth and neck.
Tang Quan was still wearing a suit before, so his clothes were not too dirty.
Soon Tsubaki helped him clean up.
Then, she looked up at me, with a bit of resentment in her eyes.
The previously disturbed mind was a little calmer, but Chuying's behavior towards Tang Quan made my eyes soften a lot unconsciously.
"Does it look good?" Chuying opened her lips, and there was still a trace of resentment in her sweet voice.
My body stiffened slightly, and I turned around unnaturally and picked up the suit on the ground, including the pair of glasses.
However, instead of stuffing the glasses into my suit pocket, I put them in my own pocket.
The suit was filled with gloomy energy, and the white foam that Tang Quan had vomited had long since dissipated.
After leaving Huang Qin's house, we walked towards the Tang family's old house.
I left Scutellaria baicalensis alone because nothing would happen to her.
It's just an ordinary ghost. The ghost was injured by me again. Now she is guarded by a sick ghost man. At dawn, she will naturally wake up.
The gray air on the night road is gradually disappearing.
It's like this suit must be worn on a person's body and glasses must be worn on a person's face, so that the yin energy can't stop emanating.
I terminated this process, and the urban village gradually returned to normal.
Soon, he returned to the Tang family.
"Hey." Chuying sniffed with her delicate nose.
I also smelled the faint scent of yellow orchid.
A bright yellow flower is placed next to the wellhead in the courtyard.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
It can be seen at a glance that something went wrong with Tang Quan earlier and Old Gong also ran out. Tang Qianqian is just an ordinary white-hearted ghost, so naturally he can only avoid it.
Now that everything is fine in the hospital, she will come back.
Chuying took one more look at Huang Juelan, feeling thoughtful.
She put Tang Quan all the way into the west room.
I put the suit on the wooden table in the main room.
I let out a heavy breath and raised my hand, trying to rub away the knot between my brows.
A cool touch suddenly fell between my eyebrows.
"Brother Xianshen, don't keep frowning."
"People will grow old very quickly."
The timid voice was slightly ethereal.
Quietly, there was a girl beside me.
The ponytail is braided and draped behind the shoulders. She wears a dress and has a bare face. She looks like a blue pheasant and has an extremely pure temperament.
Isn’t this none other than Tang Qianqian! ?
My body froze.
Although, I understand that Tang Qianqian has always been by our side.
But she never shows up, and I know why she doesn't show up.
So I never forced her to show up.
Unexpectedly, she came out at this moment!
Backhand, I want to hold Tang Qianqian's hand.
But just touching that bit of coldness, she suddenly disappeared.
"Men, do all men like to use their hands and feet?"
Chu Ying's voice of resentment was louder than before.
She then entered the main room from the west room.
"Your lame Uncle Tang is fine," she said quietly, glancing behind me.
"This little girl wants to come out and talk to you about something. It's better for you, virtue."
Tsubaki's tone became more serious.
It's not that she's displeased, I can't quite put her emotion into words.
Taking a deep breath, trying to regain my composure, I turned around.
Tang Qianqian was standing next to her memorial tablet, and the yellow orchid was also under her photo.
She looked at me timidly, and then at Tsubaki Ying, looking cautious.
"Lao Gong said, Brother Xianshen, you will be deceived and then killed. Dad has to put on the suit in your room to save you."
Hearing this, my expression immediately changed.
"Dad didn't believe it at first, but Lao Gong kept saying that he entered the east room as if he was possessed by a demon... When he came out, his whole person felt changed, and he let Lao Gong out as well." Tang A trace of fear flashed in Qianqian's eyes, and her gaze fell on the square table.
Of course she was looking at the suit.
"Then, dad went out, and I followed him secretly."
"He first walked to the door of a family. Someone in that family had died. Soon, a girl about the same age as his sister came out. She was wearing white clothes and holding a needle in her hand. She followed her father."
"I wanted to follow him, but he glanced at me. I felt like I had collapsed. When I woke up, they were gone..."
Tang Qianqian's words were not long, and they were well-organized and well-founded.
There is indeed resentment left on the dead man's clothes.
I finally understood why there were ghosts helping it. It was the one who came directly to find it.
I can't figure out why he did anything to the sick man.
But my intuition told me that if it were not blocked in time.
Maybe if I can't stop it, the urban village will become a more serious prison than an unfinished building.
"Brother Xianshen... can you burn it?"
"I feel like if it burned down, it would be hard for me to be here anymore."
"Would it be okay if you burn it?" Tang Qianqian asked timidly.
"It would be much easier to burn it. The yin energy is too strong and it cannot be ignited." I shook my head.
Only for the simplest ghosts, burning the body is useful.
Anyone who has reached the level of a wronged ghost in the Yellow Pages will not be able to burn his body.
Of course, this is also linked to the strength of the person who lit the fire.
Let a Taoist priest do the burning, that's not necessarily the case.
For a moment, I thought of Uncle Huang's previous proposal...
It's just that I didn't want to be associated with Taoist priests, so I refused...
But then I thought about it, I am too honest as a person.
If Uncle Huang cooperates and says it's the dead man's clothes obtained by Mr. Huang, then surely the supervisors won't pursue it too closely?
While I was thinking about it, I subconsciously groped in my pocket.
The cool touch made me feel more comfortable, and my mood was no longer so confusing.
Tang Qianqian disappeared.
Huangjuelan appears more delicate.
Although the previous fright made Tang Qianqian collapse once, she actually benefited from the strong yin energy emanating from the dead man's clothes, and the ghosts became more solid.
"Old Gong, is that the head?" Chu Ying suddenly asked.
She has seen most of the things, and Tang Qianqian can understand them naturally.
"Yeah." I nodded.
"You're talking nonsense. Why did you leave it at home? You were so careless. Besides, it's obviously going to bite you back."
Tsubaki Ying looked at the chamber pot in the pit, thinking in her eyes.
"It can talk. In this world, there aren't many people who can talk, and there aren't many ghosts either." I spoke out of nowhere.
He raised his forearm smoothly and tilted his head slightly.
This is a very instinctive action, but I also instinctively feel weird...
It's just that my body seems to be dominated, making me unable to control myself...
Chu Ying's face suddenly froze, she looked at me in surprise, and said in shock: "Luo Xianshen, what are you doing!"
