Chapter 148: Ghost
I have seen the murdered classmate and heard his desperate screams. Once this kind of thing spreads, fewer people dare to walk around here.
There are also young people who come here to seek excitement, but they are always accompanied by a few people. Anyway, I have never seen anyone come here alone.
I was almost at the end of the alley when I suddenly heard footsteps behind me. The footsteps were particularly heavy, as if they were hitting the ground.
A normal person would never make such a sound. Such heavy footsteps, are they wearing iron shoes?
I turned around and saw a person whose face I couldn't see clearly, staring at me.
I couldn't see his face clearly, but I just felt that he was smiling at me, and his smile was very scary.
I subconsciously took out the bell, shook it gently, and then walked to his side little by little.
I lifted the hair that was blocking his face, and saw his highly rotten face behind the hair.
Some places were already infested with insects, which looked very disgusting. I took a step back and forgot to shake the bell.
In just one breath, this thing showed an expression like a beast, almost rushed to my side and bit my neck directly.
In a panic, I waved my arms by feeling, and the bell in my hand began to make sounds.
Although the sound was chaotic, it successfully controlled this thing.
I clumsily peeled off the double-sided tape, shaking the bell while paying attention to his reaction, until I pasted the talisman paper on his head, I was really relieved.
I tentatively stopped shaking the bell, and the dead body with the talisman paper on it did not react at all, as if it was really just an ordinary dead person.
I suddenly understood why the country insisted on cremating the dead, and it was really a bit scary not to cremate them.
"Hey brother, hey?"
I waved my arms in front of him, but there was no reaction.
I was relieved, fearing that the double-sided tape was not strong enough, I deliberately patted it again to make sure that the double-sided tape was tightly attached to his head, and then I patted my hands with confidence and continued to stroll forward.
As I walked, I realized something was wrong. I had walked for ten minutes in such a short alley, but I hadn't gotten out yet. I was afraid that I had been hit by a ghost and was standing still.
I was not surprised that there was a ghost in this place. People had died here before. I had no grudges against him in the past and today, so he shouldn't be against me.
I felt helpless, and subconsciously looked around and took out the bell again.
As soon as I took out the bell, I heard a laugh in the air. Although the sound was not loud, I could hear it clearly.
He did it on purpose!
I was very sure of this. If it wasn't intentional, there was no need to laugh at all. I didn't know why he trapped me here.
"Who is here? Can you come out and see me? There is no irreconcilable conflict between us."
I said with a stiff face, not sure if he would reason with me. Anyway, it didn't matter whether he reasoned with me or not.
I had to reason with him, otherwise I wouldn't be able to see him, and my stuff would be useless.
"I really didn't. I just thought you were fun and wanted to tease you."
The spirit who spoke had a very young voice. I guessed that he should be the college student who died in the accident.
The college students of that era were much more valuable than those of today, mainly because those who could get into college at that time were rare.
I still remember when I was seven or eight years old, a college student appeared in the village. This guy made his family very happy and set up a buffet for several days. When people in the whole village heard about it, they were all proud.
"You don't look like a snobbish old Taoist priest. Why are you still using these things to catch corpses?"
A man with a short hair and a student-like appearance appeared in front of me. He looked younger than me. If he wasn't dressed in blood red, I probably wouldn't be afraid at all.
This blood red looks so scary. I don't know if others understand what blood red means.
But I know that this blood red is the manifestation of a vengeful spirit.
Just like the female spirit in Muling Village who is dressed in blood red and can fight against Master Wang Jiu.
This little shaved head who looks easy to talk to may be a tough guy, so I can only reason with him and appeal to his emotions.
I hope that as a scholar, he can understand what I mean and it would be best if he doesn't make things difficult for me.
"Don't be afraid of me. I won't hurt you. Do you think all the vengeful spirits are busy harming people every day? I thought you wouldn't be afraid of me. I'm too bored recently and want to talk to you."
Bored? Ghosts can also feel bored. I find it incredible.
Seeing the little shaved head with a lonely face, I think he might really be bored, otherwise how could he show such a miserable expression.
"Mainly, I think you should dislike me. I am the driver of the last bus on Route 14."
This identity really makes everyone avoid me, so I guess that after I bring up this identity, he should let me go.
So that the troubles on me will not be implicated on him.
It's a pity that the little shaved head feels a bit stupid and doesn't understand what the driver of the last bus on Route 14 represents.
Judging from the situation, he wouldn't let me go until I finished talking to him, so I just calmed down and started chatting with him.
"Speaking of which, you are dressed in red. You look quite scary. You are considered a resentful spirit. You are much more powerful than normal spirits. I have seen a female spirit before. She was dressed in red just like you. She almost got injured. Kill me."
I said with a grimace, remembering that time in Muling Village, I really escaped death. If my luck was even worse, or if the taxi arrived slower, I would have died at the hands of the female spirit.
Xiao Cuntou doesn't mind what I say. If he wanted to harm me, he would have done it long ago. Now he is sitting on the ground with me and chatting.
Probably just too lonely. So he needs someone who is not afraid of him and can chat with him.
"I have never killed anyone. I don't have the courage. I just hated him too much before I died. I hated him so much that I couldn't bear it anymore. Then when I opened my eyes, I found that I had become a ghost."
When Xiao Cuntou spoke, his tone was very helpless. I could clearly feel how helpless he was. I thought if I had a choice.
He won't be a wraith, and will most likely give up hatred and go directly to reincarnation.
"Why don't you go to the spirit world? Staying in the human world will not do you any good."
I asked tentatively, feeling a little afraid that if I asked about his sadness or falling out with me, I didn't know what to do with Bell.