C51 control of soul

After I heard the Mr. Zhao's words, I was stunned for a moment. "Isn't it just a little brat? "You haven't settled it yet?"

Mr. Zhao said, "You don't know how hard this ghost is to deal with. Where did you bring it back from?"

I also felt a little embarrassed and said to Mr. Zhao: "Last time when we went to follow Xia Xin, didn't we follow her to the funeral parlor? It was in that cypress forest, and I was stuck with the glove, so I had to bring it back. "

Mr. Zhao nodded and said to me, "Last night, after you entered the Rain City, Xia Xin and I waited for a while. Since I have nothing better to do, I took out the glove. I wanted to see where its corpse is.

"As a result, I walked back and forth according to his directions. After walking for a long time, I suddenly realized that I had reached the Rain City. When I first came in, there were a lot of vendors who wanted to do business with me. "Hmph, who am I? I can tell with a glance that something is wrong with them."

I suddenly thought of something and said to the Mr. Zhao, "Wait a moment."

Mr. Zhao looked at me, puzzled. "What's wrong?"

I looked him in the eye and said, "Isn't the rain market the boundary between the human world and the underworld? If a living person wanted to come in, he had to wear the clothes of a dead person. How did you get in? "

Mr. Zhao looked at his clothes and muttered: "That can't be? This outfit I bought from a clothing store, did I get it from a dead person? "Sigh, profiteers are everywhere."

I interrupted him. "Stop talking nonsense. You know that's not what I mean."

Mr. Zhao raised his head, smiling as he asked: "What do you mean?"

I lowered my voice and said, "There shouldn't be any problems with your clothes. I suspect that there is a problem with your person."

Mr. Zhao frowned: "What do you mean?"

I said, "You're not alive, so you can come and go as you please."

Mr. Zhao spat out. "Why am I not a living person anymore? I must be alive. Do you want to verify it? "

Actually, I had already verified it long ago. I had felt Mr. Zhao's heartbeat before and also secretly observed his figure. He didn't seem out of place, but I kept feeling that something was wrong with him.

I said hesitantly, "But how do you explain yourself? You entered the Rain City so easily?"

The Mr. Zhao said, "The Rain City is not a place where only the dead can enter. Are you sure that there is no one else in this city other than the dead and the man in the corpse clothes? "

When Mr. Zhao said this, my heart suddenly moved, because I remembered Little Tang Wei and those three boys. The three of them, who were also alive, had also accidentally walked in.

I asked the Mr. Zhao, "Other than the dead and the people wearing corpse clothes, who else can enter?"

The Mr. Zhao said, "One is a person whose lifespan is at the end, the other is a person who has been with a ghost for a long time and has a body full of ghost aura. For such a person to enter the rainy market, although it requires a stroke of luck, it's not as if he couldn't enter at all. "

I nodded my head. I didn't know which type of Little Tang Wei it was. It was a pity that she died just like that, even though she was still very young and beautiful. It was too incongruous to say that she was with a ghost, a girl with a dark ghost.

I was stunned for a moment before turning my head to look at Mr. Zhao. "Which type are you? Is my life coming to an end, or have I stayed with ghosts for too long? "

Mr. Zhao took out the gloves from his robes. "What do you think?"

I gave a dry laugh. "What happened to you?"

Mr. Zhao said, "Later on, I ignored those stalls and walked in the direction the little ghost pointed to, and then we arrived at this courtyard."

"When I saw Old Gu, I knew what was going on. Wasn't Old Gu just selling antiques? I heard that he even took the body. Old Gu was most likely the one who put this little brat's corpse on the shelf. As for whether it was sold, I'm not sure. "

I nodded in deep agreement.

Mr. Zhao said, "I took a look around here and I knew that it was impossible to hide the body in such a small courtyard. Old Gu must have put those corpses somewhere else. "

I nodded. "I understand. So you deliberately looked in the mirror and let Old Gu take your body away? "

The Mr. Zhao said, "That's right. Then I can go along and find both of us. Isn't that ingenious? "

I said, "What's so clever about it? If I hadn't appeared in time, you might have been out for the better part of a year." The body has been sold to the United States and your soul is still looking forward to the moon and stars in the mirror. "

Mr. Zhao shamelessly said, "Even if you don't appear, I still have a way to escape from the mirror."

I was beginning to regret saving him. If I had known he was so shameless, I would have let him act out how he escaped from the mirror.

Mr. Zhao said, "There is a connection between my body and mine. I can use that tiny bit of feeling to find my body, so don't worry. "

I nodded.

Mr. Zhao asked me, "Have you found a fan?"

I shook my head. "It's not easy to find. I went through his shelves and saw nothing. "

The Mr. Zhao said, "I am sure you have brought such a precious treasure with you. "Why don't you come with me? Let's see where the body of the ancient treasure is first, then we can think of a way to steal his fan."

Feeling that this was the only way, I nodded and followed him.

When we reached the street, the Mr. Zhao suddenly thought of something and asked, "Eh? Eldest Nephew, how did you lose your body? "

I rolled my eyes and said, "Don't call me Eldest Nephew. How could I be so indifferent to you?

Mr. Zhao curiously asked me what was going on. When I saw how sincere he was, I told him everything. When I finished, I regretted it because he started to laugh and said I was stupid and deserved it...

Luckily he quickly patted my shoulder and told me that it was okay, after we go out and find Bao Xiaojie, he would help me bring my body back. Otherwise, two fighting ghosts would appear on the street.

The little ghost on Mr. Zhao only knew that his corpse had once appeared in Grandpa Gu's house. When he arrived at Grandpa Gu's house, he didn't know where he would go. Therefore, the Mr. Zhao had to rely on the perception of his own soul to search for his body.

I followed him through the streets of the ghost village, changing almost every alley. In the process, I met some ghosts, all of them looking at us coldly. Apparently, they still know about us. They know that we're new here, that we were alive just a few hours ago, and they didn't expect to turn into ghosts so soon.

Mr. Zhao and I were not afraid of them, we turned and stared, we were all ghosts, what was there to be afraid of?

When the kids saw our ferocious expressions, they turned around and left. On one hand, they can't afford to offend us. On the other hand, it's useless to try to deal with us.

However, not all the kids were interested in us. Soon, a ghost blocked our way.

It was the owner of the bean curd stall. He looked at me fiercely and muttered, "Give me back my mirror, give me back my mirror."

This was really a narrow path for enemies.

Mr. Zhao turned to me and asked, "What's going on?"

I pointed at the stall owner and said, "Selling bean curd."

When Mr. Zhao heard this, he immediately understood what was going on.

The vendor's mind was filled with his own broken mirror. He had long since lost his mind. He rushed up to us, trying to beat us up. But Mr. Zhao and I easily knocked him down.

Mr. Zhao twisted the arm of the bean curd vendor and brought him to a deserted yard.

The vendor was bruised and bruised, the pain in his arm made him finally understand the situation. He said to Mr. Zhao: "Brother, brother, I am a good person. This is the first time I have done this, believe me. Ai? "Bro, I think you look good. Have we met before?"

Mr. Zhao smiled and said, "You've seen it? "Then tell me, what is my surname?"

Cold sweat dripped from the vendor's forehead as he stammered, "Surname..." Last Name... "His surname is Zhao?"

Mr. Zhao said in surprise: "You guessed right. Do you really know me? "

I said, "Don't listen to his bullshit. Thousands and thousands of people in the country with the surname Zhao, he just randomly gave them a name. "

The stall owner begged, "Really, really, this brother looks especially nice. You made me think about it, damn it, I've been dead too long, and things were a bit blurry when I was alive. "That's right, I sold tofu brains when I was alive, maybe you even patronized my business before."

Mr. Zhao exclaimed: "How do you know I like tofu brains?"

I said, "Mr. Zhao, are you serious?"

Mr. Zhao crouched down and smiled: "Boss, where did you sell tofu brains in the past? Maybe we really are neighbors. "

The stall owner said, "I'm at Huhu..."

Before he could finish speaking, Mr. Zhao suddenly took out a thin needle and stabbed the vendor's head. The booth owner's eyes immediately widened. With a plop, he fell to the ground.

I asked the Mr. Zhao, "Did he answer wrongly?"

The Mr. Zhao shrugged, "I don't know, I have forgotten everything from the past. Who knows if he's right or wrong. "

After saying that, Mr. Zhao grabbed the tip of the needle and slowly pulled it out. I saw a piece of red on the needle. It was the stall owner's blood.

The Mr. Zhao muttered to himself, "It's quite dangerous to go see the ancient head. No matter how well we hide, there's still a possibility of us being discovered. It would be better to let him go in our stead. "

I curiously asked, "How?"

Mr. Zhao said, "For example, control his soul, turn his eyes into ours, his mouth into ours, and his body into ours. Just a moment ago, he was extremely focused. With this prick of his, some of his soul fragments will appear. "

I still wanted to ask, but suddenly, Mr. Zhao looked for me to stretch his arms, causing my head to turn cold, and then, I lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I saw a wonderful sight. I saw the other me, sitting cross-legged on the ground with my eyes closed. Mr. Zhao looked around at him.

I panicked and stood up. Pointing at that person, I asked, "What happened?"

The moment I said those words, I was horrified to realize that it wasn't my voice.

Mr. Zhao revealed a strange smile towards me. "Eldest Nephew, you can control the soul of the vendor and go look for ancient head."

Only then did I realize that I had already become a bean curd vendor.