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Bai Zhijin did not expect that a strange event would happen to him.

Today, he went to Jianghai University to deliver a courier. As usual, he parked his car next to the east gate of Jianghai University and took out his phone to call the students who were receiving mail one by one, telling them to come over to pick up the documents. Looking at the carefree smiles of the young people, Bai Zhijin felt that she was getting a little old. In fact, he wasn't much older than these students.

A slim girl came up to him with a guy and said, "I'm here to pick up the courier."

"The name of the recipient?"

"Yi Lu."

Bai Zhijin was rummaging through the basket on the frame of the car. He then took out a black bag and handed it over. Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that the boy beside the girl was staring at him.

Yi Lu took the courier and was about to leave when the boy pulled her back, "Wait a moment."

"Lu Xiang, what happened to you?" Yi Lu looked suspiciously at the boy.

"Wait a moment." Lu Xiang released Yi Lu and went straight to Bai Zhijin. He sized him up and lowered his voice as he said, "Brother, is there something strange with you in the past few days?"

Bai Zhijin instinctively thought of the nightmare that he had constantly "pestered" and thought of the Withered Leaf that was identical to the girl in the nightmare. However, he did not trust the little brat in front of him, and only lightly said, "This student, I still have a lot of things to send, please do not disturb my work."

"I hope you can tell me the truth. This is very important. If it continues to drag on, you will be in danger." Lu Xiang said coldly.

"I say, what's wrong with you? I'm still a university student, why are you being so secretive? " Bai Zhijin was a little angry. He had pushed Lu Xiang a little, but he never expected that Lu Xiang would have such strength. He did not push Lu Xiang.

Yi Lu also walked over and pulled on Lu Xiang's sleeve: "Lu Xiang, what's wrong with you today?"

"I'm fine." Lu Xiang smiled, "Alright, it's alright. Let's go."

Bai Zhijin heaved a sigh of relief. This weird person had finally disappeared. But he didn't expect that within 10 minutes, the boy would return. This time, he came alone.

Lu Xiang moved closer to Bai Zhijin's side, lowering his voice and saying, "Maybe you think I'm crazy, but I have to tell you these things. I am a underworld detective who specializes in tracking items that have fallen from the underworld, and you have the scent of underworld items on you. Right now, I am not sure if you have any Underworld's items on you, but you must have had close contact with them. If you cannot retrieve them, you will be in danger. "

Bai Zhijin coldly looked at Lu Xiang. Before he could say anything, the other party started talking again: "I'll give you a way to contact him. I hope that you can keep him. If you feel that you're in danger in the future, contact me." As he spoke, Lu Xiang took out his portfolio and handed one to Bai Zhijin. Bai Zhijin paused for a moment before accepting the name card.

Lu Xiang turned around and left, as if he hadn't spoken to him at all.

After sending out all the express messages from Jianghai University, Bai Zhijin started to send them to the next website. It wasn't until eight or nine in the evening that all the goods from that day were sent out.

After a hasty supper, Bai Zhijin dragged her heavy steps back to her rented room.

Late at night, Bai Zhijin was lying on his back on the bed. Although he was very tired, he didn't have a single trace of sleepiness. His mind was in a mess, filled with rubble, Pang Hong, Du Jingjing, and the Withered Leaf Butterfly. Scenes flew through his mind, like a movie being edited in chaos.

A wave of mysterious electronic music suddenly rang. He was startled, but immediately calmed down. Oh, so it was his phone ringing. It was the Withered Leaf? Bai Zhijin happily picked up his phone. It was an unfamiliar number.

At this late hour, who could it be? Bai Zhijin hesitated before answering the phone.

"Save me …" "Save me …" A plaintive voice came out of the phone. It was a girl's voice, faint and faint.

Bai Zhijin shivered as his phone slipped. He nearly dropped it from his hand. In an instant, the image of a girl monopolized the entire space in his brain. It was Du Jingjing, the girl who suffered in the ruins.

"Are you Du Jingjing?" Bai Zhijin's voice trembled. He was not the least bit afraid, and there was even a trace of guilt in his voice that did not help him, "Where are you now? How can I help you? "

"I'm very lonely here. I have no friends or family. I hope you can talk to me …" That lonely voice sounded again, but she did not answer Bai Zhijin's question.

Bai Zhijin did not pursue the matter. He also did not know where Du Jingjing was right now. She had already died twenty years ago, so where could she be now? He just wanted to do his best and help her as much as he could so that she could feel a bit more of the warmth of the human world. If she was really a ghost, at least she wouldn't endanger the human world. He said, "No problem!"

"Thank you!"

"In this world, there are not only bad people, there are many good people and people who love …" Bai Zhijin stuttered as he spoke. He had never dreamt that he would one day preach. Furthermore, he was preaching to a ghost that had a blood feud with him. In the past, he had always hated to preach. Whenever a teacher talked about such topics, he would secretly put cotton balls in his ears. Ai, if I had known this would happen, I would have stuffed a small cotton ball.

"Big brother, you really are a good person." Bai Zhijin seemed to see a sweet smile blossoming on her face, "I won't hurt anyone, I'm just too repressed, I want to chat with someone …"

Only then did Bai Zhijin relax a little. He accepted a cup of boiling water and placed it beside the bed, preparing to have a long chat. A ghost calling someone? It was ridiculous to tell.

Du Jingjing seemed to be very concerned about the human life, constantly asking Bai Zhijin about his lifestyle. The more Du Jingjing asked, the more Bai Zhijin's heart ached. He always felt that Du Jingjing was like a little bird imprisoned in a cage, without freedom, and could only look into the distant horizon without being able to go anywhere.

Bai Zhijin tried his best to tell her as much fun as possible, which made Du Jingjing giggle. The crisp laughter echoed in his ears. To Bai Zhijin, it was better than the most wonderful music.

Unknowingly, an hour had passed. His cell phone was running out of battery and the signal was unstable. Du Jingjing's voice on the other end of the phone had also become faint, as if she was being veiled. Her voice became fainter, making people feel as if Du Jingjing was floating far away.

The cell phone battery was completely depleted. "Beep, beep, beep!" With a sound, the phone automatically shut down, and Du Jingjing's voice completely disappeared.

Bai Zhijin quickly reconnected the charger and called Du Jingjing, but he couldn't get through. He shook his head with a wry smile. How could he make a phone call to a ghost?