Ghosts Know What I Experienced

Chapter 16

Although it is nearly April, Sioux City is still a bit chilly.

Xi Jia took out another quilt from the cabinet and began to make the bed.

This time, Xi Jia and Ye Jingzhi slept in the master bedroom, the aunt and his wife slept in the second bedroom, and the cousin slept in the living room, using a camp bed for the night.Originally, Xi Jia was not very embarrassed to let his cousin and a girl sleep in the study room, but the cousin's family refused to let him and Ye Jingzhi sleep in the living room, saying: "Xiao Jia, you are already very sorry for letting us stay. How can I let you sleep in the living room by yourself?"

Xi Jia refused, but this was the only way to settle the matter.

Putting the quilt neatly on the bed, Xi Jia carefully adjusted the corners of the quilt, while in the room, Ye Jingzhi looked around calmly.

This is Ye Jingzhi's first time entering Xi Jia's room, the decoration in the room is simple and ordinary.There is very little furniture, a 1.8-meter double bed, a wide and long table, and a thin layer of dust on the wall-mounted TV. It is obvious that the owner of the room rarely watches TV.There are various computer books on the bookshelf next to the TV. After opening the floor-to-ceiling windows, you can see the balcony, where you can look at the quiet and deep Jingdu Lake under the moonlight from a distance.

It turned out that his room was like this...

Ye Jingzhi couldn't help but sneak a few more glances.

"Master Ye, do you prefer buckwheat pillows or feather pillows?"

Ye Jingzhi immediately looked away, turned his head calmly, and said in a low voice, "Buckwheat... buckwheat pillow."

Without raising her head, Xi Jia took out the pillow from the closet and put it on the bed.He said: "I'll go and see what's going on with my aunt first. Master Ye, go to bed first, I'll be back soon."

Five minutes later, Xi Jia went back to the bedroom. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Master Ye standing by the bed, standing upright, not sleeping at all.

Xi Jia asked in surprise, "Master Ye?"

Ye Jingzhi's ears turned red, and he held back for a long time before saying: "I'm not sleepy."

Xi Jia had already changed into his pajamas, and seeing Ye Jingzhi's bewildered look, he gradually remembered the quilt that the other party had never touched before, and the scenes of this person cleaning the house, cooking and washing dishes.Pei Yu said that this person lived alone after the age of six, and his peers in the metaphysics world didn't pay much attention to him...

With a gentle smile on his lips, Xi Jia climbed directly onto the bed and patted the quilt: "Master Ye, how about we chat?"

Ye Jingzhi just went to bed in such a daze.

Just plain bed.

Two people, each with a quilt, can't even touch their fingers.

The 1.8-meter bed can perfectly accommodate two big men. Xi Jia himself is not a talkative person, but when he meets Ye Jingzhi, who is even less talkative, he can only be forced to talk.He started to stir up topics, asking about things about the metaphysical world, and every time he asked a question, Ye Jingzhi would reply.Although not eloquent, but there will be answers to questions.

In the end, Xi Jia really had nothing to talk about. He suddenly remembered the legendary deeds of King Ye Yan that Pei Yu had said: "Master Ye, I heard that four years ago Fengdu was opened to hell, and you were the only one, so I killed you." Nearly ten thousand ghosts?"

Ye Jingzhi's deep and magnetic voice was even more pleasant in the night, and he patiently replied: "Four years ago, it was a once-in-a-hundred-year house-closing year. The gate of hell opened in the middle of July, and seniors from the Tianji Gate calculated the date. Hundreds of ghosts came out of the annual meeting, and it was an experience for our younger generation to guard the ghost gate of Fengdu that year. But senior Zhuzhao miscalculated the severity of the ghost gate opening that year, and there were hundreds of thousands of evil ghosts pouring out of the ghost gate. At that time, only our younger generation was around Fengdu, and the elders rushed to Fengdu after hearing the news."

"Hmm...is it just you..."

"Yes. At that time, Fellow Daoist Nanyi hadn't mastered the sixth level of the Ziwei Star Technique, and the rest of the fellow Daoists were still young. Fengdu's enchantment was about to collapse, so I could only rush into the gate of hell with Wuxiang Qingli, and help my senior delay."

"Um……"

"Fortunately, it didn't take long for senior to arrive in Fengdu, which prevented the disaster of thousands of ghosts breaking through Fengdu. Actually, I didn't kill [-] evil ghosts, I just killed [-]..."

The voice stopped suddenly, and Ye Jingzhi lowered his head, only to see that the young man who was asking questions just now closed his eyes and fell asleep.

The faint sound of breathing resounded in the room, Ye Jingzhi held his breath and dared not speak out again.He was nervous and at a loss, he didn't know whether he should lie down at this moment, or should be obediently stiff, so as not to wake Xi Jia up if he moved.

After ten minutes of stalemate like this, Xi Jia suddenly let out a soft snort, sticking out his hands from the quilt.The good quilt was turned over by him, and half of his body was exposed to the air.Ye Jingzhi's expression froze, and he carefully covered the quilt back.

The quilt once again covered the black-haired young man's body, before waking him up, Ye Jingzhi heaved a sigh of relief.

Unexpectedly, only 3 minutes later, the young man who was sleeping very poorly put his legs up on the quilt again.

Ye Jingzhi's eyes widened, and he quickly pulled up the quilt and covered it again.

Just like this, going back and forth until one o'clock in the middle of the night, the young man officially fell into a deep sleep, and his sleeping position became a little more stable.At this time, Ye Jingzhi was already sweating profusely.

The quilt should be covered gently, and people must not be woken up.It is absolutely necessary not to cover the quilt, it is still cold now, what should I do if I catch a cold?

Four years ago, rushing into the ghost gate of Fengdu, he directly used his life to delay time and slaughtered 460 evil spirits. King Ye Yan took it easy and regarded death as home.At that time, Ye Jingzhi didn't shed a drop of sweat, only the strong and lingering yin energy of the evil ghost wrapped around his body unwillingly.

Now, he was sweating profusely.

However, this time, Xi Jia had only been obedient for two hours, and started to move around again.Ye Jingzhi felt as if he was facing a formidable enemy, and he was more nervous than meeting a hundred-year-old evil spirit. He hurriedly covered him with a quilt for fear that he would freeze a bit.But after covering the arms, the legs ran out again; after covering the legs, the quilt was pushed away!

When morning came, Xi Jia opened her eyes, and for the first time found that she was actually sleeping on the pillow honestly, without turning over 180°, and sleeping until the end of the bed.At this time, Ye Jingzhi was no longer on the bed, and Xi Jia pondered for a while: "Could it be that I knew that Master Ye was by my side, so I slept soundly?" Well, it must be so, and I didn't run away.

When Xi Jia got up, Ye Jingzhi had already gone out to catch ghosts.

Cousin Xiaojuan served him a bowl of hot porridge, and Xi Jia ate breakfast while chatting with her cousin's family.After breakfast, my cousin washed the dishes very diligently, and then took my parents to Sioux City for a stroll, and bought furniture by the way, and will move into the rented house in the next few days.

In the evening, when Ye Jingzhi came back in the dark, Xi Jia was surprised to find out: "Master Ye, today's ghost... is very powerful?"

Ye Jingzhi's complexion was not very good. Obviously with his current skill, it would not affect him even if he didn't sleep for a month and went out to hunt ghosts all night, but there was a faint layer of dark circles under his eyes.

——Covering Brother Jia with a quilt is more of a challenge than catching ghosts.

Ye Jingzhi heard Xi Jia's words, but seemed to think of something suddenly: "Yes, this time the evil spirit is a bit powerful. I won't come back to sleep these few nights, I will chant a spell for you first, and then I will go out to fight you later. Kill that ghost."

Xi Jia was astonished.

Even Master Ye said that the ghost is powerful, how powerful is it? !

Without saying much, Ye Jingzhi hurriedly began to chant curses to Xi Jia.In the evening, Xi Jia hugged the quilt and began to think that he had been in Su City for so many years, but he had never seen such a powerful ghost. Could it be that the ghost appeared only recently?

Of course, Xi Jia didn't know that starting from that night, the ghosts in Sioux City suffered eight lifetimes of bad luck and began to be blamed one by one.

Wuxiang Qingli was still wearing it on Xi Jia's body, but to deal with these little ghosts, Ye Yanwang didn't need a magic weapon, so he just put his two fingers together, and once he pointed down, the ghost would be dissipated.But for a few days, when night fell, the streets of Sioux City were empty, not even a wandering soul could be found, and it was cleaner than the capital shrouded in dragon aura.

And when Yan Luo in black was harvesting evil spirits and exorcising evil spirits, in the high-end community next to Jingdu Lake, the handsome young man rolled over on the bed in an extremely poor sleeping position while hugging the quilt.

As soon as Xi Jia raised his arm, it ran straight out of the quilt.This time, no one patiently covered him with the quilt, but a little yellow paper man suddenly got up from the bottom of the bed, his paper-thin legs struggled to climb onto Xi Jia's quilt, and then Start to cover Xi Jia with a thin paper arm.

After covering her arms, Xi Jia swiped her left leg and stepped onto the quilt.

The little paper man quickly ran to the end of the bed and pulled the quilt again.When it finished pulling the quilt out of breath, Xi Jia completely turned over and pressed the quilt under her body.

The little paper man stayed where he was, as if he was at a loss.It stared blankly for a long time before pulling the quilt off Xi Jia's body little by little.Perhaps the commotion was too loud this time, the bronze dice on Xi Jia's neck suddenly shook happily.

Wuxiang Qingli curiously wanted to see this little paper figurine, but was tied around Xi Jia's neck by a rope.Wuxiang Qingli struggled vigorously, when it finally broke the rope and flew towards the little paper figurine, Xi Jia grabbed it sleepily and frowned: "Wuxiang Qingli?"

Wuxiang Qingli moved awkwardly, Xi Jia looked at it several times in confusion, and then tied it back to the rope.

Already awake, Xi Jia simply put on her shoes and went out to find some water in the kitchen.He didn't realize that the moment he woke up, a little yellow paper man quickly flew to the leg of the bed, and clung to the leg of the bed nervously, until Xi Jia went out, and then flew back to the bottom of the bed in a relaxed manner.

Just waking up from sleep, Xi Jia walked through the living room to the kitchen.

The living room was silent, the air was still, and it was as quiet as if there was no one there.

Walking to the door of the kitchen, Xi Jia pressed the switch, but found that the light in the kitchen seemed to be broken and couldn't be turned on.He pressed it a few times in surprise, but the light still didn't turn on, so he muttered, "The light tube will be changed tomorrow", then found the water cup and kettle in the dark, and started pouring water.

The sound of gurgling water echoed softly in the kitchen, and at some point in the living room there was the sound of a clock running, and the dark night enveloped the entire house.Xi Jia filled the water glass. He picked up the water glass and looked up, but saw a figure in a white dress reflected in the mirror in front of him.

Heart tightened suddenly, Xi Jia held the water glass and looked calmly at the person standing behind her.

The man walked out of the darkness step by step, and for some reason, his handsome face in the daytime seemed a little stiff at this moment.Cousin Xiaojuan raised the corners of her mouth slowly, her voice sounded like a machine, with no fluctuations in her pitch: "Cousin, do you want to drink some water?"

Xi Jia looked at her silently, turned around after a long time, and said with a smile, "Well, I'm a little thirsty...and a little hot." As she spoke, Xi Jia slowly took off the Wuxiang mask that she had been wearing around her neck. Qing Li smiled and looked at the young girl in front of her.

Xiaojuan nodded: "Then cousin, go to bed early."

"Okay, cousin."

Xiaojuan turned to leave, the long white dress slowly disappeared into the thick night, and the smile on Xi Jia's lips also gradually disappeared.

Wuxiang Qingli was very dissatisfied with why Xi Jia took herself off again, but Xi Jia ignored it this time, still staring carefully at her cousin's back.In his pupils, the girl in the white skirt didn't have a trace of blackness, but she walked a little slower.

There are no evil spirits and no evil spirits.

"...Am I feeling wrong?"

After drinking the glass of water, Xi Jia went back to the bedroom, thought for a while, and slowly fell asleep again.

In the living room, the clock hanging on the wall suddenly stopped moving.In the silent living room, the girl in white skirt lying on the camp bed opened her eyes wide and stared at the ceiling, her zombie-like face was pale and bloodless.

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