I don't know if it was because of the psychological effect or because he was too tired, or if the ashes of the third son of Ye really blessed him to escape all evil spirits, Chi Yan felt that he slept very peacefully that night, he had no dreams all night, and he didn't wake up like a dream like usual. Feeling the peeping from all directions, I have been worried.
This sleep made up all the debts he owed before. When he woke up, it was already twelve o'clock noon. Chi Yan felt refreshed and went to the kitchen to cook a pot of instant noodles. He deliberately poured two or three small bowls into the soup On Ye Yingzhi's offering table. Because of his unusual physique and experience from childhood to adulthood, Chi Yan believed in these things very much. Since he asked Mr. Ye for blessing, he would do it with sincerity.
He put his face down and pleaded guilty: "Mr. Ye is wronged. I got up late so you didn't come earlier. Come and have a simple lunch with me."
More than three months have passed since then, and the weather has gradually turned cooler, but Chi Yan has been calm and peaceful, and he has rarely even had nightmares.
Chi Yan's life is very regular, her personality is relatively squat, and her work does not require socializing and entertainment. After getting rid of the troubles of the protective spirit jade gradually failing and being entangled by ghosts during this period, her life has stabilized. Going to get off work every morning and going home to cook at night, he felt more and more that Daoist Zhang's method worked. He was blessed by Ye Yingzhi's ashes, so he donated money to Guanli on the weekends and paid it back. Forgot to give a small portion of Ye San Gongzi's tablet, as if there were more people in the family and one more mouth to eat.
What he couldn't see was that a human-shaped shadow was always behind him, and the outline was getting deeper and deeper.
When he was eating, the shadow did not move the offerings on the table, but just sat and watched him; when he took a bath, the shadow also stood behind the thin water curtain and waited quietly; I slept comfortably. I bought a one-meter-five bed, but when I actually fell asleep, it only took up half of the space, so the shadow lay down on it, lying flat beside him, less than a punch away from him. the distance.
This house is no longer inhabited by a single person. However, Chi Yan is immersed in the illusion that he can't see or feel, and is still dreaming that he has found a good way to save his life.
Both the Lingyu and the small porcelain vase containing the ashes were not very comfortable hanging on his chest. Chi Yan tried to remove the Lingyu and put it in the middle of the briefcase. Only the small porcelain vase was hanging. Nothing happened. He was more confident and bold, and put Lingyu into the drawer of his bedside table.
One weekend in November, Chi Yan's high school classmate Xu Jiang invited him out to play.
Chi Yan University was out of town, but Xu Jiang went to the local Sumin University. After completing his undergraduate studies, he went on to study for a Ph.D. in this school. The place where he asked Chi Yan was also close to his own school.
The site of Sumin University is close to the suburbs, and it is said that you can see the golden crops from the top of the teaching building. Not far from the school is Sumin Lake. Although it is an artificial lake, it covers a large area and the lake is naturally not shallow. It is said that even the water near the shore is full of ooze, and it is difficult to save it if it falls. There have also been many accidents, some of them slipping, and some of them deliberately seeking death.
Chi Yan and Xu Jiang had a strong relationship in high school. After dinner, they walked along the lake while watching the scenery, chatting about their current life and old high school classmates.
The scenery at this time is very desolate, the plants by the lake have become yellow, the wind is rustling, and it feels a little desolate. Chi Yan came out wearing only a windbreaker and felt cold. Just as he was about to propose to find a coffee shop near the school to sit in, he saw Xu Jiang stretched his neck and wondered what he was looking at.
Chi Yan followed his gaze and saw that there was a circle of people on the other side of the lake, with police cars and ambulances parked.
Xu Jiang sighed: "This is another accident."
He likes to join in the fun, and he wants to join in to see whether it is good or bad. Although he has already guessed that there is an accident, he also pulls Chi Yan to speed up the pace to go there.
If it is usual, this kind of lively late banquet is too late to hide, and it will never take the initiative to join. But it is said that it is easy to change from frugality to luxury, and from luxury to frugality is difficult. During the first three months, Chi Yan will occasionally bump into one or two strange people like returning from Shiming City at night, or occasionally suffer from nightmares. Entangled, but as the time of enshrining Ye Yingzhi's tablet got longer, the role of the ashes of the third son of Ye seemed to gradually become more and more apparent. It turned out that there was no such thing as the slightest strangeness and chaos. Such complete peace and stability even before She had Lingyu guarding her and she had never met a group of yang young people at school, and even occasionally made Chi Yan begin to wonder if her previous experience of more than 20 years was really an illusion.
After an unprecedented comfortable life, he subconsciously and unconsciously gradually let go of his defenses, and now he has followed Xu Jiang.
There was a man lying on the ground, half covered with a white cloth. A man who looked like a professional was squatting on the ground to check something. From Chi Yan's angle, he could just see the man's bloated and white body. The tip of the nose was a little red from the cold from the water's surface.
Xu Jiang didn't dare to look at it again, he quickly pulled Chi Yan back, and said in his mouth, "Let's go, let's go, alas, blame me, I haven't seen you for so many years, I almost forgot that you are the least timid, high school Back then, things like that were kept far away, and I didn’t even dare to listen to ghost stories.”
At that time, the boys and girls of their age were very curious, and they were very interested in all kinds of ghosts and ghosts. The entertainment activities were also naive than the children of today. I have done things like Die Xian, and Chi Yan was also dragged to a ghost story meeting, but she was so frightened that she had a fever for three days, and she never participated in such activities again.
Chi Yan thought to himself that he was not timid, and that the fever wasn't entirely due to fright. At that time, a group of their classmates were sitting around telling ghost stories. He could feel a particularly strong sense of peeping, and faintly saw that they were still standing behind them. A circle of "people" were also listening quietly.
His grandfather and grandmother have always spoiled him very much, only that time when the grandmother heard about it and reprimanded him severely. Chi Yan thought that her grandmother was exhausted to save her life, and felt guilty. Since then, she has acted more cautiously and stayed away from all activities that are considered "killing" for him.
But fortunately things are better now.
Just as Chi Yan was thinking, she was pulled by Xu Jiang and turned around to leave. At this moment, she felt as if someone was watching her. He obediently looked at it and found that there was a "person" standing outside the crowd of onlookers on the opposite side. The person was white and swollen, and only the tip of his nose was red.
"He" was looking at Chi Yan.
Chi Yan felt a chill in his heart and subconsciously touched the Lingyu on his chest, which was a habit he had developed over the past ten years - but he started with a small porcelain bottle with a cold texture.
Chi Yan is only physically weak, not a yin-yang-eyed psychic in movies and novels. Under normal circumstances, you can't see ghosts. When you are weak or under certain circumstances, you can see faint shadows. There's only one case in which the thing is clearly seen - it's staring at him. Usually in this case, the thing will keep up with him, and it is hard to say how long it will follow and whether it will hurt him.
A Taoist priest who worshipped him when he was a child told him that they were all things with deep obsessions. Once they caught up with him, it was not easy to ask him again. Not everything can become a ghost, that kind of thing is a very evil and negative existence. Most of the so-called "ghosts" are not transformed by people after death, but only because of their popularity and borrowed human form. Only people who are extremely evil or have a lot of resentment have a very low possibility of turning into a ghost that can stay in the world for a long time.
On the contrary, people may have "spirits" left behind. When Zhang Daochang saw him, he said that the "spirits" left by his deceased relatives have been secretly protecting and reminding him. But "spirit" has nothing to do with human beings, and is more like a special relic.
All in all, that kind of thing is inherently evil, and it is more likely to cause harm after following up with a person. Chi Yan's previous experience also reflects this.
At this time, he secretly regretted in his heart, and scolded himself for death, so he shouldn't join in this kind of fun, but it was useless. The moment he touched the small porcelain vase, he remembered that Lingyu had been put into the bedside table by himself. These days, he had been relying on Ye Yingzhi's ashes, but he didn't know why the third son of Ye didn't protect himself this time.
When he returned to the Taoist temple, he was curious as to why a person's ashes could have such a great effect. He had specially asked Daochang Zhang for advice. Daochang Zhang vaguely mentioned to him that the ashes of people carrying evil spirits are like fighting poison with poison. Ye Yingzhi's ashes It is a very evil thing, and it is carried on the body, and ordinary ghosts naturally dare not approach. As for why the ashes of Ye Yingzhi, an ordinary person who did not commit a crime and is not a heinous person, could be so evil, Daoist Zhang also frankly said that he did not know. After grasping the success, and by chance, he was caught up by Chi Yan and let him give it a try.
Chi Yan nervously swallowed a mouthful of saliva, rubbed the jar with his hand, and secretly thought that this time, this thing is far more evil than ordinary ghosts, and the Third Young Master can't control him