Only then did Yun Qiuce realize that he was afraid. He trembled and walked towards the door, while he pricked up his ears and listened vigilantly to what was going on around him.
Suddenly, a light spot lit up in the thick fog, like a little fluorescent light, which looked particularly strange in this eerie atmosphere.
Yun Qiuce plucked up the courage and walked over quietly.
Suddenly, he discovered that it was actually a cigarette, half a cigarette to be precise. The cigarette butt had been lit and was suddenly hanging in the air, burning quietly.
Yun Qiuce was a little confused. Is this... half a cigarette turned into essence?
He turned around to leave, when suddenly a hand placed heavily on his shoulder.
"Don't go, brother." A low and hoarse voice came from behind, like a handful of gravel being rubbed in the throat.
Yun Qiuce's whole body was covered with cold hair, and he remained motionless. He slowly turned his neck and glanced over his shoulder.
He closed his eyes for a moment and took a breath of cold air.
What was draped over the shoulder was a bluish-white ghost claw with a suspicious smell of corpse water on it.
"Just follow me." Yun Qiuce walked over and opened the door.
Yun Qiuce was stunned, "Revenge? Were you killed?"
The remaining cigarette butts were extinguished and thrown into the corner of the corridor.
"I...I want you to help me take revenge..." The ghost didn't dare to say anything after half a sentence. He raised his eyes and looked at Yun Qi timidly.
Finally, when half a cigarette was smoked, it actually took more than ten seconds, but Yun Qiuce felt as if half a century had passed.
Yun Qiuce gritted his teeth and slowly turned his head.
The guy still maintained a human figure, with scars all over his body and stains of blood. Blood was oozing from his forehead and flowing down his hair. His eyes were pure white, and two tears of blood slowly flowed down his face.
"The resentment is getting worse, and I'm going to turn into a vicious ghost."
After speaking, he raised his head and looked at the dead soul opposite.
"You don't save yourself. You place your hopes on others, thinking that others will pity you and give you a chance to breathe. You are so timid and cowardly. Let alone the Xuan Master, even if the gods come, he will not be able to see you.
"
Some ghosts are reasonable with people, while others are like mad dogs and attack indiscriminately.
The ghost was still cowering and afraid to move, "It's okay, I'm used to it."
After saying that, out of the corner of his eye, Yun Qiuce saw the half of the cigarette start to move on its own, and then the fireworks went out, making it look like someone was smoking behind it.
The ghost removed his claws from Yun Qiuce's shoulders and pointed at the door, "I know you live there and I know there is a mysterious master there. I just want you to take me to see that mysterious master.
After all, I am a ghost and have a natural fear of Master Xuan, so I dare not approach it. I am even more afraid that there is some magic formation in that room, and my soul will be scattered as soon as I step in."
A strong anger emanated from his body, and his face became even more ferocious and terrifying.
Yun Qi also whispered: "I know, but everything is not certain."
Yun Qi stared at the ghost for a long time and said coldly, "Since you think you were killed by someone, why don't you become a ghost and take revenge?"
"Don't be afraid, I don't mean anything else. Please smoke a cigarette and help me with something." The hoarse voice behind him continued.
Yun Qiuce was startled, was this what Master Xuan said?
Yun Qi saw that he was indeed afraid, so she didn't force him, "Then tell me, why did you come to me?"
This ghost is quite sensible and well-behaved, and won't even throw away cigarette butts after smoking.
"Why don't you dare to do this? Xiaoqi doesn't eat ghosts."
Xiaoqi pointed to her nose proudly, "I'm Master Xuan. Of course I can smell the ghostly smell outside that's as strong as stinky socks that haven't been washed for three days."
However, the black energy on the ghost slowly dissipated and returned to its normal appearance. He even lowered his head and rubbed his eyes pitifully.
Although he couldn't see anything, Yun Qiuce had a strange feeling in his heart.
Sure enough, what caught his eye was a hideous and terrifying face.
However, the ghost stood behind Yun Qiuce, shrinking his neck, looking timid and cowardly, "No, I don't dare."
As soon as the door opened, Yun Qi was tilting her head to pour tea. She looked up and saw Yun Qiuce, smiling and saying: "Uncle, Xiao Qi will give you a cup of tea. Are you scared?"
"Yes." The ghost nodded and added: "Actually, I have been dead for ten years. Ten years ago, the gangsters near our village killed me and also killed my wife. My wife went to reincarnate.
I couldn't bear to worry about my child and was reluctant to leave her, so I just looked at her silently, but recently I discovered..."
When you meet that kind of reasonable ghost, it's just like communicating with other people. If you have discussions and discussions, basically nothing will happen.
Yun Qiuce was startled, "Xiao Qi, he is..."
When Yun Qiuce heard this, he immediately felt less scared. Since he followed Xiaoqi to take orders, he discovered that not all ghosts are scary.
"Oh, if you don't smoke, then I will smoke myself."
"Ah?" The dead soul raised his head blankly, his blue-white eyes full of panic.
Yun Qiuce also looked at Yun Qi with inquiring eyes.
But after so many things, he actually felt that such a grimace was just as terrifying. He calmed down and asked in a deep voice:
Yun Qiuce's face was full of grief and anger, "Then why don't you save my uncle? My uncle almost peeed in fear."
Yun Qiuce was startled, "Huh? You know?"
The dead soul was startled, "I...I don't dare."
He felt that Yun Qi today was different from usual.
The dead soul was stunned, "Since you are a mysterious master, shouldn't you support justice and help poor people like us?"
As the ghost spoke, black smoke erupted from his body, and his eyes changed from blue-white to pitch-black.
If it had been before, Yun Qiuce would have been so frightened that he would have cried and called for his mother.
Yun Qi took out a spiritual talisman.
Yun Qiuce, "Hey, he's normal again."
Yun Qiuce breathed a sigh of relief, "The little Xuanshi inside is my little niece. Don't be afraid, she is still very reasonable."
"Speaking of which, what do you want me to help you with?"
She used to stop dead souls from turning into ghosts, but today she seemed to be instigating them.
When Yun Qiuce returned to his home, he finally became brave and sat down on the sofa, "Don't be afraid, we Xiaoqi are reasonable. Tell me, how can you not take the initiative to find Master Xuan?"
"Xiaoqi, don't forget that you are a mysterious master. It seems inappropriate to encourage the souls of the dead to become evil spirits."
"I won't smoke anymore. What are you talking about?" Yun Qiuce summoned up the courage to ask.
"You don't even dare to turn into a ghost, then I can't help you, so you can leave." Yun Qi's tone was cold, without any emotion.
After saying that, he waved to Yun Qiuce behind him and said, "Sit down."
Yun Qi chuckled, "Uncle has gone through so much experience and is very courageous. Xiao Qi believes that uncle will not pee in fear."
"Won't the gods save me? Why? Why wouldn't the gods save me when my life is so miserable?" He started crying as he spoke.
Yun Qi sighed, quite angrily.
"Tell me your story first."
The dead soul quickly wiped away the blood and tears, "I...I feel unwilling. I am so honest and responsible, why doesn't he let my family go..."