C69 Face on Glass

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he regretfully slapped his forehead and turned to me. "Eldest Nephew, you are really unlucky. The whole thing is entangled in a tight knot that puts you in it. I think you should give up. "

I suddenly felt a little cold in my heart, but I was also very unwilling. I said to the Mr. Zhao, "How can I give up? Live like a ghost from now on? Until my lifespan is exhausted, I can't be reborn? "

Mr. Zhao frowned, no one knew what he was thinking.

Xia Xin pointed at Bao Xiaojie and asked, "How many days until his physical body and soul are going to separate?"

Mr. Zhao replied, "About a week." He turned to me and said, "Eldest Nephew, are you going to wait a week?"

I thought: If I can't wait, I have to wait. What else can I do?

I was going to pack up and go home, and come back in a week. Bao Xiaojie opened his mouth. He whispered, "Actually, if you want to find that soul, it's not like there's no other way."

Mr. Zhao asked: "You have a way?"

Bao Xiaojie nodded.

Mr. Zhao immediately took out the red rope, looking like he was about to tie Bao Xiaojie up and then slowly force him to confess.

Bao Xiaojie took a step back and said, "This method can only be successful with my help. If you force me, I will secretly do something bad, and then neither of us will get any benefits. "

Thus, the Mr. Zhao stopped in his tracks. He tilted his head and looked at Bao Xiaojie: "Do you want to negotiate conditions?"

Bao Xiaojie nodded, "I heard that a truly capable master can deliver souls. to help reincarnate lonely souls and wild ghosts. "

Mr. Zhao chuckled: "You think I'm a master with skills?"

Bao Xiaojie looked at him, then looked at Xia Xin, and said: "Even if you aren't, she's still not, right?"

Mr. Zhao muttered: "She's helping you live? She can't even save herself. "

However, his voice was very soft, so Bao Xiaojie did not hear him.

Bao Xiaojie said to us, "Help me get reborn, or find someone to help me. If you have the confidence to do so, we'll trade. I will help you find that soul. "

I said yes at once.

Bao Xiaojie said: "I don't trust you, you must swear."

I helplessly raised my hand and said, "I swear, I, Hu Chujiu …"

Bao Xiaojie shook his head: "That's not it. This sort of verbal oath is something that not even ghosts would believe. "

I helplessly asked, "Then what do you want?"

Bao Xiaojie opened a drawer and took out a broken bowl that was missing its mouth: "I want to use my blood to make a contract with you."

I'm a little worried. A contract with a ghost? What if he was scammed?

I turned my head to look at Mr. Zhao, who nodded slightly and said in a low voice, "It's alright, it's necessary to deal with ghosts. When we finish what we agreed to do, the contract will disappear automatically. "

I replied as I walked over to Bao Xiaojie. Following his instructions, I used a small knife to cut open my finger and dripped my blood into a bowl. During the process of dripping blood, I read through the contents of the oath.

After the dripping of blood finished, Bao Xiaojie lifted the bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

The process made me feel a little queasy, and I kept feeling like I was handing something over to him.

I wanted to end this as soon as possible, so I said to him: "Can you tell me where Bao Xiaojie's soul is now?"

Bao Xiaojie snickered, and there was a trace of schadenfreude in his smile: "That soul, is with your fleshly body, right?"

I nodded.

Bao Xiaojie said: "He's in trouble, he's trapped in a place and can't come out."

I asked anxiously, "Where are you trapped?"

Bao Xiaojie replied, "I don't know. He was still a soul, so he would use a dream to ask for help. I don't know if it's because he still has a connection to his body, or if there's a connection between us. I can dream of him every night. "

Mr. Zhao asked: "Do I dream of him every night?"

Bao Xiaojie nodded.

Mr. Zhao looked at me, then looked at Bao Xiaojie, and said: "Let my Eldest Nephew enter your dreams. He will investigate the location of the soul. "

Bao Xiaojie was a little hesitant: "Let him enter my dream? If he tries to do something bad, I'll be in danger. "

Mr. Zhao said, "The blood contract is already set, what are you afraid of?"

Bao Xiaojie slowly nodded his head, "Alright."

I asked the Mr. Zhao, "You still have Dreamscape?"

Mr. Zhao said, "This time, we do not need the Dreamscape. This time, we are taking the initiative to enter our dreams, as long as he opens his heart, everything will be fine."

I nodded.

Bao Xiaojie was already lying on the bed as he said to us, "Those who have nothing to do with us, you can leave now."

Mr. Zhao patted my shoulder. "It's the same as last time, you don't have to think about anything. Just lie under his bed."

I actually don't like this way much. I know that Bao Xiaojie isn't really alive right now, and the thing that's hiding inside his body is a ghost. It felt strange lying under the ghost's bed, but I couldn't refuse. I was saving my life, and I couldn't ask someone else to do it for me.

So I nodded.

Mr. Zhao went out. Xia Xin warned me, "Watch carefully in your dreams and try your best to determine what kind of place it is."

I replied, then Xia Xin also left the room.

Bao Xiaojie said lazily: "You better hurry up, if you miss this chance, don't blame me for it."

I walked over to his bed, squatted down, and shined the flashlight under the bed. Luckily, it was still clean under the bed. It seemed that the rich and powerful were not ordinary.

I took a quilt from the closet and spread it under the bed.

When I was doing this, Bao Xiaojie wanted to say something but stopped in his tracks. He could tell that he already treated this place as his own, and seeing how much I had ruined the blanket, he felt his heart ache. However, he was sure to quickly realize that his home was going to be returned to someone else soon, so he might as well take advantage of this situation and put in a lot of effort.

I lied under the bed, my mind filled with random thoughts, trying to imagine where Bao Xiaojie's soul was imprisoned.

He did not fall asleep even when the person on the bed was tossing and turning.

I said, "Are you dreaming or not?"

He said, "I'm having a little insomnia."

I was so angry that I almost cursed out, "Are you sure you aren't messing with me?"

I knew that if I wanted to get into other people's dreams, I had to sleep, too. But when I closed my eyes, I realized that I also had a little insomnia.

I asked Bao Xiaojie: "You aren't the real Bao Xiaojie, have you ever thought of giving yourself a new name?"

He was silent for a moment, then said, "Actually, I have a name in my coffin. My name is Bao Xiaomu. "

I smiled. "It seems that you are my younger brother." Three drops of water for you and four for him. "

Bao Xiaomu said: "You don't understand. The one with less water was the older brother. "Did you say third or fourth brother is big?"

I smiled and asked, "Have you ever thought about who you would be reincarnated to next time?"

Bao Xiaomu sighed and said: "I've never thought of that. It didn't matter whether he was poor or rich, or whether he was a man or a woman. After so many years of suffering, all I remember is one sentence. To live, to live recklessly. Only by living can we have the chance to make a comeback. "

I replied, "I will survive and do more good deeds. In my next life, I'll be able to get a good pregnancy."

Bao Xiaomu said in disdain, "Do you really believe those words?"

I asked in astonishment, "You don't think so?"

Bao Xiaomu said: "If I can survive, I will earn money, earn big money, and earn big money no matter what. and buy a paper mill and a printing press. "

I said, "You don't want to print counterfeit money, do you?"

Bao Xiaomu said: "I want to print paper money."

I helplessly said, "You made so much money out of guilt just to sell the paper money?"

Bao Xiaomu said: "My paper money is not for sale, it's all burnt. Burn to the city, burn to the Black and White Impermanence, burn to the judges, burn to the King of Hell. I don't believe that if I were to be smashed by a mountain of money, I won't be able to get a good birth in my next life. "

I was speechless. From the looks of it, Bao Xiaojie bribing the City God had left a shadow in his heart.

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

Bao Xiaomu asked impatiently: "Who is it?"

No one answered. He just knocked on the door again.

Bao Xiaomu said: "Open the door."

I said, "I'm under the bed. It's not convenient to open the door."

Bao Xiaomu muttered, and slowly crawled down from the bed.

I waited under the bed, but for a long time there was no sound. Puzzled, I asked, "Where are they?"

No one answered me.

I asked, "Who's out there?"

Still no one answered me.

I poked my head out from under the bed and looked around. The room was empty. Bao Xiaomu has already left?

I was getting a little anxious. Where was the dream I said I would enter? He's wandering around in the middle of the night. I can't find Bao Xiaojie's location, how can I find my body?

I crawled out from under the bed, wanting to look for Bao Xiaomu outside, but when I pulled open the door, I found that it was locked from the outside.

I slapped it hard, and it made a jingling sound. It was very noisy, but it wouldn't open.

As I was arguing with the door, I suddenly thought, "Something's wrong. There seems to be something wrong with this door. "

I took two steps back and saw that the door in front of me was made of iron.

I remember clearly, the door in Bao Xiaomu's room was solid wood. Why did it become a metal door?

I looked back, and was surprised. I noticed that everything in the room had changed.

The wardrobe was gone, the desk was gone, the chair was gone. Everything was gone, except for an iron bed.

There was only a thin blanket on the bed. I walked over to the bed in a daze and stretched out my hand to touch the blanket. It was still warm. It was clear that someone had just been lying on it.

What was going on? Where the hell am I?

Suddenly, my heart shook. I understand, this is a dream, I am already in Bao Xiaomu's dream. This was the place where Bao Xiaojie's soul was trapped.

I slammed the metal door and shouted, "Who are you? Where is this place? "

No one paid any attention to me.

I suddenly realized that there was another window in the room. The window was too small for me to get out, but I could see through the glass.

So I ran over.

It was dark outside and he couldn't see anything. I leaned against the window and tried to keep my eyes open, but I couldn't see anything.

No, no, no, I saw something.

I saw my face.

My face reflected in the glass.

I had looked in the mirror countless times before, but in this strange place, I suddenly found that my face was also horrifying. I was staring at it when the face grinned at me. Then I felt my mouth open and, almost involuntarily, I said in a strange tone, "You're here, too? "Heh heh."