Time passed quickly and the sun broke through the horizon.

Xia Yan looked around anxiously.

His eyes were on the street lampshade.

The lampshade is very small and cannot accommodate an adult's body, but he is not a human now!

The sunlight came from the east, and Xia Yan could feel the rising temperature.

He immediately floated up and came to the lampshade, trying hard to shrink.

He is a ghost, not a human, and a ghost is not an entity.

His body shrank quickly and finally became about the same size as a light bulb. He hid under the lampshade while rubbing the sunlight.

Perfect!

Xia Yan was excited.

Don't be afraid of the sunshine in the future!

Looking at the land shining by the sun below, the excitement in his heart slowly passed, and he became a little curious.

The sunlight hurts the ghost, but it is just the concept he gained from the story.

As a young man in the new era, you must be realistic, not empirical, or superstitious.

At this time, we should verify it scientifically.

After thinking about it, he stretched out a little finger, and there were ten fingers, but even if one was missing, it would be fine.

Besides, he will take his hand back when the situation is not good. If it goes well, he will only lose a small amount of fingertips.

Unfortunately, he lacks control over his toes, otherwise it would be best to use to test them.

After touching his little finger, Xia Yan mobilized it in his heart and entrusted it with this major event that concerns his entire body.

Holding his little finger, he carefully looked towards the sun.

After the sunlight climbed up to the fingertips, Xia Yan immediately retracted his hand.

There was no change in the fingertips, and they were still the same.

He tried again, and this time he stayed for a longer time, but nothing happened.

Reassuringly, Xia Yan stretched out his body step by step.

After his whole body was exposed to the sun, Xia Yan felt something was wrong.

His body has not changed at all, but what is not good is his psychology.

The following thought flashed through his mind:

After finally experiencing three years of high school, I was crushed to death by a truck before I could have fun.

It became a earth-bound spirit and could only move in a circle of ten meters.

Without humans and mobile phones, we can only stay alone in the future.

I'm so miserable!

In an instant, all kinds of sadness rolled in Xia Yan's heart.

Fortunately, he remained vigilant and used the last trace of clarity to hide back into the lampshade.

His mood slowly recovered.

Leaning his shrinking body on the light bulb, Xia Yan stared at the sun with lingering fear.

It's so despicable that it will actually take away the belief in the survival of the ghost!

What if I was controlled by the sun and completely lost hope? Will my soul be dispersed?

Xia Yan dared not ask for verification, so he continued to lie down.

There is only one light bulb in the lampshade. Even if you look out, you can only see the unchanging road.

It's summer now, the cicadas in my ears are noisy, the sunshine on the ground is dazzling, and the occasional passing cars have become Xia Yan's only fun.

His emotions, from the start of shock to the later excitement, have slowly turned into loneliness.

No matter how magical the ability of the ghost is, it cannot leave this fork in the road. Without a computer or a mobile phone, you can only live bored.

It’s okay to change me to a prosperous intersection!

In his loss, time slowly passed and night fell.

After leaving the lampshade, Xia Yan returned to his normal size and was strolling on the road.

Once a vehicle passed on the road, he would lie in the middle of the road in a fancy way, simulating various car accident scenes.

Being hit by a car, being pressed by a car, falling down and hitting the car, crawling out and pushing it into the car...

This intersection is too remote and very few vehicles come. After the moon rises to mid-air, Xia Yan can't see any car.

The bored Xia Yan tried to absorb the moonlight in Taiyin and practice, but he tried many postures but did not gain any results.

The ghost's body cannot sleep, he can only endure loneliness in a clear way.

Lifting against the street lights and lying for no reason, Xia Yan saw a light.

At first he thought it was a car, but the lights were shot from the wasteland and moved very slowly.

That was a person.

Xia Yan became excited. He had seen ten cars that day, but had not seen anyone alive.

Although you can't talk, loneliness can be relieved just by seeing people.

Walking to the closest place to the lights, Xia Yan was waiting.

Ten minutes later, he met the person who came over.

It was a high school student-looking girl, holding an incense burner in her hands.

This is the girl from last night and the driving force behind Xia Yan's death.

The girl came to the intersection of the three-way road, put down the incense burner, and took out a incense stick.

When Xia Yan saw the girl, she felt complicated, and resentment accounted for the majority.

If it weren't for this girl, he might not have been crushed by the truck and would not have been trapped at the three-way intersection.

Thinking of this, he was a little angry and stretched out his hand. He grabbed the girl's arm, but he felt it empty.

He had no way to touch the other person.

Unwilling to give up, Xia Yan overlapped his body with the other party, trying to use Yin Qi to retaliate against the other party.

But whether the ghost has the so-called Yin Qi or not is unknown.

After overlapping with the girl for half a minute, Xia Yan calmed down.

If you die, what's the use of revenge?

He sighed.

call--

The flame of the lighter in the girl's hand went out.

The girl looked around in confusion. It seemed that the wind had just blown out the lighter, but now there was obviously no wind around.

Xia Yan was also confused, and after doubting, there was a surprise.

After the girl re-ignited the lighter, Xia Yan sighed again.

The wind blowing from his mouth extinguished the lighter flame.

It's really useful!

Xia Yan couldn't help but smile, and a word flashed through his mind - Ghost Blowing the Light!

Although I am a ghost, and although I can't touch anything, I can blow the air!

The girl lit the lighter for the third time. This time she protected the lighter with her hands, trying to block the wind.

This could not stop Xia Yan. Xia Yan passed through the girl's palm and blew out the flames again.

The lighter slid from the girl's hand and she looked around in horror.

Xia Yan looked at the girl's reaction with satisfaction, and his interaction with humans made him happier than the joy he gained from revenge.

After panic for a while, the girl took out a small Buddha statue from her pocket and grabbed it tightly in the palm of her hand.

"Who is it?" She looked around nervously.

"I will burn paper for you, please let me go!" the girl said again.

She waited for a minute and received no response.

Is it an illusion? She thought.

After waiting for another minute and confirming that there was no abnormality around, she carefully picked up the lighter.
To be continued...