Floating on the girl's head, Xia Yan looked around.

When Xia Yan saw the residential area and pedestrians, he was extremely excited.

Two days of lonely time, it would not be difficult to bear if you have a mobile phone, but Xia Yan doesn’t have a mobile phone, and not even a book.

The life of these two days is no less than the small dark room where he locked him up for two days!

He was finally released at this moment, and he felt kind to see everything.

Turning around a corner, Xia Yan and the girl officially entered the residential area, but the residences here were a bit dilapidated.

The girl walked to a dilapidated wooden house, took out the key and opened the door.

When you enter the entrance, what is printed in front of Xia Yan is the faded floor and mottled walls.

It's a house that is consistent with others.

The house has only one floor, with the number of doors and five rooms.

Remove the bathroom and bathroom, and there are three bedrooms left.

This size is already pretty good in China, but in the island country, it is a bit of poverty.

This is a suburb.

It seems that the economic conditions of this host are not very good.

This made Xia Yan a little confused. How could a girl from a poor family easily escape from his death?

Although the girl did not have much responsibility, it was a death case. He thought it was the girl's family that had operated for a while and relieved the girl of her crime. But now it seems that the family does not have the ability.

When she arrived at the sofa, the girl put down her backpack. She first put the incense burner back to the shrine, then went into the kitchen with an iron pot to wash it, and placed it on the stove.

Xia Yan frowned: You actually burn paper for me in a cooking pot?

Fortunately, I am a ghost and don’t have to eat.

After putting the pot, the girl continued to clean the kitchen, and Xia Yan sat on the pot and watched.

He just pretended to be watching a life film when he held his chin.

After the girl finished cleaning, the bedroom door was opened and a man came out.

The man looks a little older than the girl, so he should be the girl's brother.

The man sat on the dining table and said to the girl in a commanding tone: "I want to eat noodles."

The girl silently took out the kitchen utensils and cooked noodles.

The pot used to cook noodles is the one that burns paper for Xia Yan.

Xia Yan glanced at the man sympathetically.

The man leaned against the back of the chair and looked at the girl: "Why did you come back? Where did you go to fool?"

The girl paused for a moment and replied, "Go and burn incense."

"Burn incense, give it to that dead ghost?" the man sneered.

Xia Yan opened his eyes wide. Is this dead ghost talking about himself?

The girl did not answer.

The man continued, “Give me ten thousand.”

"I don't have money." The girl's body shrank.

Ten thousand yen is already a considerable amount of money for a student.

"Don't grandma's money all come to you?" The man's tone became tough.

"That's grandma's!" The girl took a step back.

"Isn't grandma's mine?" The man became a little angry. He stood up and approached the girl.

Xia Yan lay on the refrigerator, watching the situation develop. The girl had no friendship with him and he had no idea of ​​helping.

"No!" The girl retreated to the innermost part of the kitchen.

"Don't forget who helped you settle the matter of that dead ghost!" The man stood in front of the girl.

When he heard himself again, Xia Yan held his chin.

The girl's originally determined expression immediately turned into hesitation.

Holding the girl's handle, the man continued, "If I hadn't taught you to run away, you would have been arrested with the truck driver now!"

It turned out that he ran away, and he threw the pot to the truck driver?

Xia Yan recalled the scene when he died. That day he was walking around the corner of the three-way intersection and was hit head-on by a girl riding a bicycle, and fell on the sidewalk.

In general, this is just a very ordinary collision event that will not even be injured, but an out-of-control truck rushed to the sidewalk at that time, resulting in Xia Yan's death.

The truck hit the other side of the intersection. It is normal for the driver to not see the girl. There is no surveillance at the intersection, so the girl can easily escape.

"Did you hear it? Give me money quickly and deal with it!" The man reached his hand in front of the girl.

"If you hadn't told me that the brakes were broken and that they kept urging me, I wouldn't have hit anyone!" The girl clenched her fists and stared at the man.

"Oh? So, can you blame me if you hit someone?" The man put his face in front of the girl.

The girl's toughness just now was just a moment of impulse, and she lowered her head: "No, no."

"Then go and get the money to me, you murderer!" The man grabbed the girl's wrist and pushed her outward towards the kitchen.

The girl staggered two steps, held the dining table and stabilized her body, and the slippers also landed on one side.

Putting on her shoes, she lowered her head to her bedroom and took out a piece of banknotes from a locked iron box.

Xia Yan glanced at the remaining money in the cardboard box. Except for this ten thousand yuan note, the remaining ones were denominations and coins, which totaled about 100,000 yuan.

This is already a huge sum of money for a high school student, but after hearing the conversation between the two, the money belongs to their grandmother.

After locking the iron box again, the girl left the room and gave the money to the man.

After getting the money, the man did not cause trouble for the girl anymore. He quickly finished the midnight snack and went back to the room.

The girl cleaned up the kitchen again and returned to the room.

The clock on the wall pointed at ten o'clock, and the girl set the alarm clock at six:30 in the morning and nine o'clock in the evening, and turned off the lights.

The room suddenly became pitch black.

Xia Yan thought he was going to spend a night in the dark, but he didn't expect that after the lights turned off, his vision was not affected.

He could clearly see the girl lying on the bed and clearly see the mottled walls.

It's even clearer than during the day.

Yes, ghosts are creatures at night, how can they not have the ability to see night vision?

Before, at the intersection, Xia Yan never noticed this because the street lights were bright at night.

Sitting on the chair in front of the desk, Xia Yan raised his legs and summarized his abilities.

First, the attempt made on the first day.

It can pass through walls and fly, with basically no consumption, but drilling into the ground will quickly consume ghost power.

You can get in touch with objects just by thinking, but you can't have any impact on the objects, and the touch is strange.

Then there was an accident the next day.

It can be reduced, the smallest is the size of the palm.

It can blow out wind, but the intensity is only at the level of normal blowing.

Contact with sunlight is not fatal, but it will become depressed.

Finally, and most importantly, is the discovery just now.

You can enjoy popularity, but you need to meet unknown conditions.

You can convert the sojourning object, but unknown conditions are required.

He tested his range of movement again, which was a circle around the girl's radius of 1.5 meters.

This range is not as good as before, but it was previously dependent on the location, but now it is dependent on humans. It is normal to be different.

After recalling again, Xia Yan confirmed that there were no omissions.

After the summary, he continued to try his own existence.

When it comes to ghosts, what other abilities do you have?

Xia Yan has tried the traditional skills of Chinese ghosts, but they are useless. All that is left is the traditional skills of foreign ghosts.

In the island country, when it comes to ghosts, one ability has to be mentioned.

——Thought power.

Putting down his raised legs, Xia Yan stared at the notebook on the desk, trying to make the notebook move.

He tried hard to widen his eyes, his forehead wrinkled with force, but the notebook didn't move at all.
To be continued...