MTL - To Raise a Soul-~ 36. Ghost

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Readers with a V-subscription ratio of less than 50% see that the last three days of updates will be anti-theft content. Yu Yu was a little stupid when he was a child. He only remembered when he was in elementary school. Yu said that he was afraid that he would be bullied by the primary school in the village. He spent money to read the town’s well-managed primary school. After that, he stayed in the middle school accommodation high school and read almost all of it. People do not have any intersections.

The roads are strange faces. Yu Yu knows that these folks are secretly looking at themselves and whispering about old gossip, but he has no energy to pay attention to them.

It’s so cold, it’s obviously a sunny day after the heavy snow, and the clothes are worn a few more than usual, but it’s still cold.

The hands in his pockets were cold, his legs were stiff and numb, his back was cold, and even the brain seemed to be frozen, and some could not move.

are you sick?

He tightened his lips and found that his lips had no consciousness, and he quickly accelerated his return to the Taoist temple.

Bypassing the house, passing through the farmland, climbing a small slope, turning into the dirt road into the forest, his pace is getting faster and faster, and finally almost trotting into the Taoist temple, finding a boiling water bottle in the corner poured a large glass When you get out of the water, you don't feel a hot one.

The heat spread from the throat to the stomach, and the limbs seemed to warm up. He grew his breath and looked at the black and white portrait hanging on the hall. He spent a long time and then smiled ugly.

"Grandpa, I am so cold."

The hall is quiet and the familiar buzz is no longer possible.

He bowed his head and rubbed his eyes. Seeing the time is not early, put down the cup and began to pack things.

The reason he came back this time was to grind a grandfather and let his grandfather go to the provincial capital for the New Year with him. For this reason, he also specially rented a two-bedroom apartment, and wanted his grandfather to live comfortably, but did not expect to come back. It is the old man who is placed in the church and the old man who is lying in the coffin and whose body temperature is gradually disappearing.

Like knowing that he is coming back, the old man took time to sort himself out, and then swallowed at the moment he pushed the door open.

... didn't even see the last side.

When the action of the suitcase was lifted, he took a deep breath and pressed the tears down. Then he closed the suitcase. When he went out, he swept the sight to the brazier in the corner. He stepped forward and lowered the suitcase and turned over.

The paper ash piled up in the basin. He explored it and pulled it inside. He pulled out a small ball that was covered with black ash but strong and undeformed. He looked at it and suddenly smiled.

"Not plastic."

Plastics are not so resistant to burning.

Putting the ball into the bag, he lifted the suitcase again and left the shabby path.

After the scene of the accident that day, he glanced at the broken branches on the side of the road and the snow that was trampled on the road. He found that the brain seemed to be frozen again. He could not remember the appearance of the male patient and could not help but frown. .

Really sick?

He licked his head and continued to walk forward, pulling his scarf and covering his lower half face.

Still find a time to go to the hospital to see it, or Grandpa should worry about chanting.

Back to the provincial capital, Yu Yu first turned to the nursery to look at the baby flowers that he raised, and then took a ride back to his newly rented small house, tidying up the luggage and taking a hot bath and throwing himself down. Bed.

The funeral has not closed his eyes for a few days. At this time, he is already exhausted, and his head has just reached the pillow, and his consciousness has fallen into the darkness.

"stand up."

"Do you really want to be like this?"

"You, my mentor, why?"

......

"kill!"

Yu Yu opened his eyes, sat up from the bed with cold sweat, raised his hand and pressed his forehead, and found that the tentacles were cold, like a dead person, shaking his heart, busy getting up and rushing into the bathroom, turning on the hot water and rushing to the head. .

It seems to have a dream, but what did you dream of?

……forget.

The feeling of heart that the dream brought is slowly disappearing, and the limbs are warming up. He looks at the blurred self in the mirror in a room of heat and swallows his mouth.

Sure enough, is it sick?

In the best top three hospitals in the provincial capital, the doctor took a look at the inspection report handed over by Yu Yu, and looked at the pale face and the exaggerated dark circles under his eyes. He frowned and said: "The inspection report did not. The problem, you are too tired, go back and take a rest, eat some good tonic, young people don't put too much pressure on themselves, should eat and drink, relax your heart, ah."

"But doctor, I am really uncomfortable, chilly, insomnia and dreams, I still can't remember the dream content, my head is always faint, I..."

"But your inspection report does show that your body is okay, so you are under too much pressure. Take a rest and eat a good one. Ok, next." The doctor waved his hand and interrupted. His words.

Yu Yu shut up and saw that the next patient had come in with the support of his family. He paused, got up and packed up his inspection report, and turned and walked outside.

After a heavy snowfall, the temperature in the province of H began to rise steadily, and the weather was better every day.

Yu Yu walked out of the hospital door, the sun was warm, but he still felt cold in his limbs and his brain was slow.

Is it really too much pressure?

He thought about the bag with the inspection report and medical records. He saw the traffic lights on the sidewalk turn green. He walked two steps and prepared to cross the road to the bus stop opposite the bus to the nursery.

It is clearly a hospital door with a large flow of people. This person who crosses the road has only one metaphor. The sidewalk is empty, and even the vehicles waiting to pass on both sides are somewhat unscientific.

"Stop."

A low, cool voice suddenly sounded in the ear, and some ears were familiar.

Yu Yu took a look, looked back and looked at him, nothing was found, doubts frown, the footsteps have not stopped.

"Don't go any further."

The sound started again. This time it seemed to be directly in my mind. Yu Yu suddenly stopped and found that as the voice of the voice rang in the brain, the limbs that had always been cold actually warmed up.

what happened?

He raised his hand and held his forehead, seeing the green light is about to end, the leg is about to move on, and a hurricane suddenly blows in front of him. A blue-blue sports car is almost screaming past his body, and then a slap in the end On the side of the road, pick up a dust.

"Hey!"

The traffic police on the roadside rushed to whistle, and strode toward the red car and the illegally parked sports car. He waved his hand and said that he would cross the road quickly, and the green light was coming to an end.

Yu Yu returned to God from the shock, and walked two steps through the sidewalk to stop at the side of the road, and pressed his chest to press.

Almost, it is almost the same. If he has just stopped, at the speed of the sports car, he will definitely be hit and reunited with his grandfather.

The policeman was talking loudly and the car owner who was still sitting in the car said something. The empty sidewalks were not known when they were crowded with people. Yu Yu was hit by an uncle who was in a hurry. The line of sight inadvertently swept across the road, seeing a handsome man wearing a sick suit looking straight at himself, was shocked, was preparing to take a closer look, the sidewalk green light turned red, the vehicles waiting on both sides started, a bus driving Over, blocked his sight.

Waiting for the traffic to pass by, and then look at it, and there is still a picture of the beautiful man in the opposite side.

Is it an illusion?

He frowned slightly, looking at the blue-blue sports car that was stopping at the corner with the traffic police's instructions. He found that the shape of the car was exactly the same as the red sports car that happened a few days ago. I remembered the **** day of the day and suddenly panicked. I stopped by a taxi and sat up.

“Go to the Splendid Community.”

"okay!"

The taxi started, Yu Yu leaned on the door and looked out. The retreating scene could see a tall man who was stepping out of the blue-blue sports car. His body was faintly covered with a thin red mist, frowning and lifting. The hand pulled the scarf and put his head back.

Maybe it's time to take a break.

"brother!"

Yin Le rushed forward to hold the crumbling Yin Yan, and took off his coat and put it on him. He said with a red eye: "Isn't Wu Xuan coming to pick up Hanya? What is the use of you?" Okay, this time Han Ya almost killed you, do you change your personal style, please beg brother."

"it is good."

Yin Leyi, looking up at the big brother who became very silent since the accident, asked silly: "What do you say?"

"Small...music."

The low and cool voice, a slightly weird tone, the man who was called Yin Yan finally took back the sight of the road, slightly sideways, pale and beautiful face bathed in the sun, it seems as if the mortal is not close Do not feel guilty.

"Xiaole." The tone is from raw to natural, but the voice always carries a sense of coolness that has never been seen before. I ask, "What is your wish?"

"What happened to you?"

Yin Le looked at the calm expression on his face and the eyes that contained almost no emotions. He couldn't help but grab his arm and suddenly panicked.

The big brother is not so different from the past. No more emotions are placed on his face. His speech is inexplicable. He and he are afraid.

He noticed his emotional changes, Yin Yan slightly squinted, no longer continue this topic, turned and let him walk toward the hospital, shaking his head and said: "Nothing."

After talking about the people’s speaking habits, I added: “I’m fine, let’s go, check it out.”

Yin Le was taken a few steps forward with his passiveness. The corner of his eye swept Wu Xuan into the hospital, and his heart was in a bell, and he didn’t have much thoughts. He wanted to cover the topic and help him. Going inside the hospital.

"Axe and planer."

This time Yu Yu finally did not worry, immediately found the tool and handed it over.

Yin Yan took over the tools and simply cut the broken wood into several sections. The whole process was cut across the board and the posture was relaxed, as if he was not cutting wood, but a piece of tofu.

Yu Yu’s eyes were slightly wide, and I didn’t expect that the Yin Yan’s strength, which looks like a sick and weak son, was so big, and it was so easy to cut wood.

In contrast, the effort to chop the firewood a few days ago seems to be a fool.

Cut the broken wood into the appropriate length, Yin Yan observed the planing knife and began to plan the wood.

The bark and sawdust flew together, and the broken wood slowly changed its appearance. It seemed to be just a blink of an eye. A new wooden wedge appeared in Yin Yan’s hands.

Yu Yu almost wants to applaud him.

Put the new wooden wedges in place, Yin Yan put down the tool and lift the door panel again, fix the door panel on the door frame, and look at the side of the door: "Hold the handle."

"Ah? Oh."

Yu Yu promptly retracted the hand ready to close the applause, turned off the toolbox and stepped over, and reached out to the door.

When I was squatting, I didn’t think it was close to standing and comparing, only to find that Yin Yan was really high. And from the bottom up, Yin Yan's five senses are still good to see can not be picky.

How can there be such a good-looking person in this world? It is clear that the five senses are no better than other people who look good, but it is good-looking. When you raise your hand and bow your head, just do something to make people look at it.

this is not right.

Yu Yu faintly felt that he was a little bit wrong. The various reactions were like evil. But when he was close to the other party, the warmth of the other person’s faintness made him unable to concentrate on thinking about what was wrong.

"Help here."

The back of the hand suddenly warmed up, and the white palm that he had just stared at for a long time covered it, gently grasped his hand, moved his hand to the upper part of the door frame, fixed it tightly, and then naturally moved incomparably opened.

The other hand's hand is very pale, very slender, very nice, and it seems that it should have a cool temperature, but after actually touching it, it is found that the other hand's hand is very warm, so that he almost couldn't control the past.

After Yin Yan wraps around the door panel, he uses nails to fix the loose door panel joint.

Yu Yu looked at the door panel with familiar old lines in front of him, and the line of sight swept the traces of yellow paper on the top, and suddenly took a step back.

The warmth of the breath was far away, and just a breeze of the north wind blew the atmosphere around the inexplicable atmosphere.

His slightly blank eyes gradually became clear, and the smothered brain began to rotate normally. The thoughts that had been broken by the sudden rise of coldness were re-attached, and everything in front of them was inexplicable and funny.

The strange guest who suddenly came to the door, the inexplicable hug, and now the self-cultivation of the door, everything is very different, and it is also a matter of reason.

... terrible reason should be felt.

He tightened his lips, tightened the hand holding the door panel, tried to suppress the fear of trepidation in his heart, took a shallow breath, and asked: "You...who are you?"

Is a person a ghost? Or what can confuse people and disturb the will of the people?

The knocking sound stopped, and the pale hand extended out from the door panel again, and then staggered his hand in the sight of Yu’s enemies and landed on the lower part of the door panel, gently lifting the door up.

"Crooked."

After a few knocks, Yin Yan took the hammer and turned it out from the door panel. He raised his hand and gently swept off the sawdust from the sweater. He replied: "I am Yin Yan. You saved from the red sports car more than half a month ago. The person who came down this time, specifically to find it, is to thank."

About half a month ago? Sports car?

The memory suddenly returned, and the picture that I saw that night came to my eyes, and gradually lost my body of temperature, full of blood... and suddenly moving my fingers.

Yu Yu’s face became pale and he did not hesitate to loosen the hand holding the door panel. He looked at Yin Yan’s white and almost transparent in the sun, and there was no **** face. The heart tightened into a ball, and carefully took a step back. Then he turned and strode toward the view and forced the door to close.

Hey.

Also lost the lock.

"There is no life Buddha, the ancestors are blessed, the spirits are spirited, and the ghosts are retreating."

He held his hands in front of his face and leaned against the doorway to read some words from grandfather and TV dramas. The fear and tension were infinitely magnified, and he almost cried.

The eccentricity of the peach blossom branch has not yet been understood, and now there is a guy who is suspected of being a scam, what should I do? What should he do?

"Grandpa, save me."

He looked at the portrait of the church, thought of something, busy loosening his hand to the pocket, trying to take out the peace bead, but touched the air, stunned for a few seconds, rushed to the front, found the incense candle lit, and began to worship the portrait And for the grandfather statue on the table.

Hey.

"Yu Yu, open the door."

The cool sound came from the door panel, and the influence of appearance on face-to-face was lost. This voice suddenly became familiar.

[Don't cry. 】

【wait for me. 】

[Stop. 】

[Don't go any further. 】

I thought that the memory that had been forgotten came together. Yu Yu trembled on the mat under the church. The courage was not completely scared. The mind was knotted, and the mouth began to confuse socialist values.

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom, equality, justice... no ghosts, there are no ghosts in this world, they are deceiving, and they are fake."

He was deceiving himself, and the faint smoke rising from the incense candle and the ancestral **** statue on the church looked in the line of sight. Suddenly, he saw that the big statue suddenly changed from a young age, and his body was faintly covered with a golden light. , scared to whisper, throw away the incense sticks and climbed up and ran towards the backyard.

Yin Yan stopped the knocking hand, sighed low and suddenly reached out and pushed the door straight, as if the lock above did not exist.

"It's still so timid."

"Brother! What happened, how did he run?"

Yin Le rushed over and was full of fog.

Obviously, the last two people were still working together in a harmonious atmosphere. How did the next big man fall and they ran back to the house and didn’t even call one.

"He was scared." Yin Yan stretched his arm and stopped Yin Le, who wanted to cross the stepping house. He looked at the courtyard door, which was only half-finished, and whispered, "Someone is coming."

"what?"

Yin Le stopped and followed the side of the courtyard.

The village director Lao Huang heard from the children in the village who went to the mountain to catch the hare. It seems that some people are walking around the old Taoist temple. I wonder if it is Yu Yu’s return from the provincial capital to the New Year. I am afraid that people will miss it and will be able to clear a subsidy. Going toward the Taoist Temple.

When he walked to the front of the Taoist temple, he saw the door open, and he was happy. He also saw a black car parked outside the door. He looked confused and looked back at the car and stepped over the door.

How come there is a car, Yu Yu that kid bought a car?

"Yu Yu Xiaozi, the village has given you some subsidies for the New Year, you are alone -"

The countryside didn't pay much attention to it. When he entered the door, he shouted. When he turned back, he saw a well-dressed, 30-year-old man with gold-rimmed glasses standing in a place not far from the courtyard door. He was shocked and retreated. One step asks: "Who are you?"

After I found out that I found two younger men at the door of the house, they all wore the appearance of being full of extravagance. At first glance, they came from people in big cities. They were unconscious and somewhat cautious. They remembered the car at the door and lowered their voice. Said: "You are all the guests of Yu Xiaozi, I am the director of his village, come over and give him something, others?"

While talking about a few people without a trace, I suddenly regretted coming to this.

Friends who are so extravagant, Yu Yu is sure to mix well in the provincial capital, and it will be rare that he sent this oily rice crispy fruit, but Yu Xiao is also a sloppy child. How can they let them stand when the guests come? In the yard, it is not suitable for sitting in the house.

Yin Le and Weng Xiping did not speak, and all looked at Yin Yan.

Yin Yan’s line of sight turned around in the old yellow and good and reliable face, and looked sideways at the back door of the lobby and the backyard scene that was half exposed. The heart suddenly became more intimate, stepping forward. The old yellow is going.

......

"Hey! It turned out to be a thank you, you are welcome. You are a little bit timid. You blame his grandfather for the old man. Nothing always loves to tell some strange stories. You are waiting, I am here. Go and shout him out."

After listening to Yin Yan’s explanation, the sternness and politeness of Lao Huang’s face disappeared. He warmly greeted the three people sitting down at the side table on the side of the lobby and turned to walk towards the back yard.

"I didn't expect people who lived in the Taoist temple to be afraid of ghosts." Yin Le whispered, and felt very incredible: "And big brother, where is this like a ghost, obviously so handsome..."

Yin Yan removed the peach porridge from the table and looked away from him. He looked up at him and explained: "I was comatose in the car accident that night, and my body was full of blood. It would be normal for me to misunderstand."

Yin Le opened his mouth and snorted. I didn't expect him to seriously explain his own swearing. He still had a lot of maintenance on Yu Yu, and couldn't help but step on Weng Xiping.

Weng Xiping was sore and straight, and he looked at him inexplicably.

Yin Le crazy eyes.

Weng Xiping is full of fog.

Really a pig teammate!