C66 Ghost Catcher

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Xia Xin added, "It's also possible that Bao Xiaojie is really missing."

I massaged my temples with a headache as I muttered, "Why am I so unlucky?"

We tried to communicate with the ghost in Bao Xiaojie's body, but the other party simply ignored us. He could tell that we were not ordinary people, but he was confident in himself, after all, theoretically speaking, this was his home, and he was Bao Xiaojie. It was impossible for us to make a move on him so blatantly.

After getting nothing, we left Bao Xiaojie's room.

The Little Tang Wei asked the Uncle Bao: "Has anyone strange come to your house recently? For example, a young man in his twenties. "

Uncle Bao absent-mindedly shook his head, his eyes never leaving Xia Xin's body. Then he said to Xia Xin, "It's getting late, why don't you stay for the night? We have a lot of rooms, so there's no need to worry about not being able to make it. "

Bao Xiaojie's mother coughed loudly.

Uncle Bao turned his head and said unhappily: "These two families are going to become relatives soon. So what if I have to stay for the night?"

Bao Xiaojie's mother was also speechless. I thought Xia Xin would reject, but who knew she would happily agree.

Little Tang Wei and A Chang went back to their own rooms to sleep, while I, Mr. Zhao and Xia Xin gathered together.

I asked the two of them, "Do you have any ideas?"

The Mr. Zhao said, "From all the signs, your body should be in the human realm."

I interrupted him. "Second Uncle, can you give us some evidence? You always run around with your mouth full of trains, and I don't believe you. "

Mr. Zhao helplessly said, "Your body is either in the mortal world or the underworld. If it was the Underworld, your soul would have already changed. "

I asked the Mr. Zhao: "What change?"

Mr. Zhao pointed to the big mirror on the wardrobe and said: "Take a look."

I looked in the mirror and said, "What do you want me to see?"

Mr. Zhao asked me: "What did you see?"

I replied, "I can see myself. What else can I see?"

Mr. Zhao laughed and said, "This is the problem. Can the Ghost see me? "

I was stunned. Yes, I've heard that many times. Ghosts are afraid of the sun, ghosts have no shadow, ghosts cannot look in the mirror. But I have an image in the mirror. I'm not a ghost? Then what am I?

I looked at Mr. Zhao in confusion. Mr. Zhao said, "You are now a soul."

I said, "Isn't the soul a ghost?"

The Mr. Zhao explained, "The soul is actually called the general name. Without a physical body, a person becomes a soul. At this time, it was definitely called the soul of the dead. As a specter of life, the three will lights on his body had yet to be extinguished. Under the light, there was also a shadow behind him. Although it was very faint, there was indeed a shadow. When the soul looks in the mirror, it can see itself. Most importantly, as long as the living soul is able to retrieve the fleshly body, then it will be able to come back to life. "

I asked, "What about the devil?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Ghost, it's definitely called a ghost. The three life lights were extinguished. There was no shadow, and even the shadow could not reflect his appearance. When he saw the corpse, he could not revive it. He could only use the corpse to repay the spirit. "Although corpses can be used to control their movement, they cannot stop their bodies from rotting because their bodies are actually already corpses."

Mr. Zhao replied, "If the physical body is in the Yang world, the soul in the Underworld can still have a trace of life. This was because the body was a Yang body, the soul was a Yin body, and it was in accordance with the heavens' law. If the soul is in the mortal world and the physical body in the netherworld, then Yin and Yang will be inverted and die without a doubt. "

After listening to his explanation, I was finally relieved. I feel that with Xia Xin and Mr. Zhao's abilities, as long as my physical body is still in the human world, they should be able to help me find it.

The Mr. Zhao continued, "Since your body is in the human world, then Bao Xiaojie's soul will also be in the human world. As long as we can find Bao Xiaojie's soul, his physical body will be back. "

I was a little speechless and said, "Second uncle, you've said so much. Isn't it all nonsense? The key problem is that both Bao Xiaojie and his physical body could not be found. "

Mr. Zhao snickered and said: "Eldest Nephew, since I have said all this, then I definitely have a way."

Xia Xin suddenly coughed on the side. Mr. Zhao immediately shut his mouth. Not only did he shut up, he even reached out and turned off the light.

The Inside the house sank into darkness.

It took me a while to get used to the darkness in the house. Borrowing the light from outside the window, I saw that Mr. Zhao and Xia Xin had strange expressions on their faces.

I was a little scared and whispered, "Second uncle, you …"

Mr. Zhao acted as if he didn't hear me, and said to me instead: "Eldest Nephew, do you want to play a game with me?"

I fearfully asked, "It's already the middle of the night. What kind of game are you playing?"

Mr. Zhao said, "How about playing with ghosts to catch people?"

My voice changed. "Second Uncle, where are the ghosts? Don't you dare speak nonsense. " I looked around as I said this.

Mr. Zhao said, "This child, aren't you a ghost?"

I was close to tears and thought: Didn't you just say I was a soul? How did he become a ghost so quickly?

Mr. Zhao turned his head and asked Xia Xin: "Are you going to play this game or not? "It's quite fun."

Xia Xin said, "I want to play."

I said to Xia Xin, "Why are you also having a stroke?"

Xia Xin was the same as the Mr. Zhao, she didn't care about my question at all and said her own thing, "How do we play this game? "I've never played before."

I was sweating and didn't want to answer.

Xia Xin looked at Mr. Zhao. The Mr. Zhao shrugged his shoulders, "I forgot a lot of things from the past. I don't know how to play either."

I thought to myself, "You've already forgotten everything. Why are you still playing games?"

Xia Xin and Mr. Zhao turned their heads and stared at me. I was scared when they saw me, so I could only explain, "The Ghost Catcher is actually just a cat hiding away. First the stone shears. The one who wins, the one who loses. Then the ghost began to arrest him. This game of capturing people will count as over. "

Mr. Zhao was suddenly enlightened: "So it's that simple. Then let's play together. "

Xia Xin also nodded and stretched out her hand, looking like she wanted to fight me.

The more I looked at the two of them, the more I couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from my forehead. I feel like I have no future. I am just a soul, but I was actually frightened by two living people. If word of this got out, it would embarrass the little ghosts.

"Stones, scissors, cloth." Under Xia Xin and Mr. Zhao's intense request, I threw a punch.

What I took out was a rock, while what Mr. Zhao and Xia Xin took out was a piece of cloth. I lost.

Mr. Zhao chuckled at me. "Eldest Nephew, you're a ghost."

I said, "Second Uncle, I don't want to play anymore. I'm going out to get some fresh air."

Just as I stood up, Mr. Zhao grabbed my collar and said in a strange tone, "If you don't want to play, you have to play. "Such a fun game, it's impossible for others to play it even if they wanted to."

And I had to say, "Well... Let's begin. "

Mr. Zhao chuckled: "I'm not busy."

He looked at Xia Xin, who took out her knife. With a flash of cold light, she cut off three pieces of cloth from the curtain and handed them to us.

I looked at Mr. Zhao, a little confused. "What are you doing?"

The Mr. Zhao said, "This house is too small, chasing after it is meaningless. Let's play with the more difficult ones. The three of them are all blindfolded and play in the dark. "

I thought, "This is terrible enough, and you're still blindfolded? What exactly are you doing? "

But I did not protest. I agreed. What I was thinking was that after they covered their eyes, I would quietly tear off the cloth. He then sneaked out of the room while they weren't paying attention.

A moment later, all three of us covered our eyes. Mr. Zhao laughed, "Come and capture me."

I heard the sound of his and Xia Xin's footsteps as they ran towards the corner of the room. They knocked over a chair and knocked onto a table along the way.

So I stumbled over. Actually, I don't even dare to capture Xia Xin and Mr. Zhao. Who knows what possessed them? This was simply too strange. It was too late for me to avoid them.

Covering my eyes in this kind of situation caused all kinds of monsters and spirits to unconsciously appear in my mind. It was so scary that I couldn't walk anymore after walking for five or six steps. I reached out to tear off the cloth strip and walked towards the door.

As I walked, I had to act as if my eyes were blindfolded and I was stumbling so that they wouldn't see through me.

Who knew that just as I reached the door, a figure suddenly flashed and blocked my path? I jumped in fright. In the dim light, I recognized that this was the Mr. Zhao.

Mr. Zhao's cloth strip had disappeared a long time ago. His eyes were wide, and he had a mysterious smile on his face. Instead, he stretched out his hands in front of him, as if he couldn't see anything at all, and stumbled about in the doorway, blocking my way.

Not daring to approach him, I turned to leave. However, when he turned his head, he saw that Xia Xin was not far away. Her cloth strips were also thrown, and just like Mr. Zhao, she pretended that she couldn't see anything, and shakily walked around the room.

I was so scared that I was about to cry, so I had to pretend with them.

The room is wonderful now. The three of them clearly weren't blindfolded, but they all pretended to be blind. He bared his fangs and brandished his claws, scurrying about everywhere.

Afterwards, I really couldn't hold it in anymore. I gritted my teeth and suddenly ran forward two steps before grabbing the Mr. Zhao.

After I said those words, I looked up and began to tremble.

In front of me was the wardrobe mirror. And inside the mirror, there is only me, no Mr. Zhao.