Please, please don't be me. Qicheng prayed silently as he slowly stuck half of his head out from behind the reverse slope.
Then, he had an intense eye - to - eye contact with the ghosts in the cemetery.
"Um... Hello?" Qicheng greeted these floating friends awkwardly.
The ghosts didn't respond.
He wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and stood up, walking out from behind the reverse slope.
Since he had already been exposed, there was no need to hide anymore. "Shihun", which had been lying there all the time, also stretched lazily and slowly followed Qicheng out.
As soon as Qicheng entered the cemetery, he was immediately surrounded by this large group of more than a dozen ghosts. Countless curious eyes scanned all over his body.
"Brother! You must have read a lot of books! Can you tell me why Uncle Wang that Grandpa Zhu just mentioned committed suicide? And what is suicide?" A little boy who was less than the height of Qicheng's leg, looking only five or six years old, was virtually hugging one of his left legs. His face, tone, and expression were all so endearing, if only he wasn't in a semi - transparent state...
However, Qicheng didn't answer the little boy's question first. Instead, he turned his head to look at Zhu Yaoguo, whose soul had left his body. Just as he was about to speak, he saw the other person let out a long sigh and speak first:
"Judging from your calm appearance, you should have already known that I have special abilities, right?"
"We thought you might have them, but without evidence, we were still not sure before. But this time, it can be confirmed." Qicheng replied truthfully.
Zhu Yaoguo shook his head slightly and sighed again: "I didn't expect that you could actually find this place, and that you can also see souls."
"I didn't expect that your ability is of the same type as ours. And actually, I didn't find this place myself. It was it that brought me here." After saying that, Qicheng took a step to the side. A calico cat with a Tai - Chi - patterned face walked out gracefully and calmly from behind him.
But the ghosts didn't have the mood to appreciate the cat's posture. Except for the little boy, all the ghosts present, upon seeing "Shihun", were like seeing a ghost. They all flashed to the back and collectively huddled behind a thick pagoda tree beside the cemetery. Even Zhu Yaoguo, who was not a ghost but just had his soul out of his body, was also shocked. Obvious horror and fear showed in his eyes.
"Meow." "Shihun" seemed to know that those ghosts were afraid of it. So after meowing once, without staying too long, it very considerately walked back down the slope with cat - like steps again.
After the calico cat completely disappeared and didn't show up for the next few minutes, the original inhabitants of the cemetery floated back with lingering fear.
Seeing them so frightened, Qicheng had every reason to believe that if "Shihun" chose to stay here, these ghosts who had been dead for who - knows - how - many years would probably do everything they could to crawl back into their coffins and pretend to come back to life, and then carry their coffins and tombstones to move to a distant place. Even those who had been cremated would have to find a relative to have a dream and ask them to move the grave.
"Young man, let's not talk about how you can see us for now. What on earth is that... cat... of yours? As soon as I saw it, I felt like I saw a fierce flood and a savage beast, and the only thought in my mind was 'run for your life quickly'." An old man who looked to be in his seventies or eighties, with gray hair and a tuft of goatee, asked with lingering fear, and at the same time, his eyes kept glancing at the reverse slope not far away.
Regarding this question, Qicheng didn't know how to answer for a while. After some consideration, he still decided to tell the truth: "To be honest, I actually don't know the origin of that cat, and it's not my cat either. It's just very close to me. As for the reason why you're afraid of it, actually, it also has special abilities. It can devour souls and ghosts, just like you. The reason you instinctively feel afraid when you see it might be this."
"Devour souls?!" When the ghosts heard this, they all took an imaginary deep breath of cold air, showing how frightened they were inside.
"Will we not be able to enter the cycle of reincarnation if we are swallowed by it?" A grandmother who looked to be in her fifties or sixties asked in panic.
"Well... I don't know either..." Qicheng really didn't know how to answer this question.
Next, it took Qicheng a rather long time to make the ghosts temporarily believe that "Shihun" wouldn't harm them and to allow them to continue the previous conversation with Zhu Yaoguo.
"Actually, my ability is just to see you and hear your voices." When introducing his ability, Qicheng concealed the "Soul Shock" skill.
It was Zhu Yaoguo's turn. Under the gaze of more than a dozen ghosts and one living person in the whole place, this old man drilled back into his physical body that had been standing there for a long time. After he completely merged back, the eyelids of the physical body twitched and opened.
"As you can see, this is my special ability - soul projection. I can only see these friends in the cemetery when my soul is out of my body. Besides, when my soul is out of my body, I can also fly around, but I can't fly too far. I guess I can't exceed five kilometers." Zhu Yaoguo also briefly introduced his ability.
After saying this, he paused and then added:
"Then, with my ability, I can also touch other soul bodies and send them back to their own bodies."
"Send them back to their own bodies?!" Qicheng was shocked and asked:
"Can you bring the dead back to life?"
For Qicheng, when a person dies, the soul leaves the body and becomes a ghost. Either it flies directly into the sky and then disappears, probably to be reincarnated; or it lingers in the human world until one day, it also flies into the sky...
But if, after a person dies, the soul leaves the body, and then this separated soul is sent back to the body of the deceased, can the person be revived? This had always been a question that puzzled him. After all, he couldn't directly touch the ghosts and couldn't verify it.
And now, there was an opportunity to verify this idea, and the other person had indeed tried it.
Regarding Qicheng's question, Zhu Yaoguo let out a self - deprecating low laugh twice, shook his head, and a touch of sadness showed in his slightly turbid eyes. He said:
"No, actually I should have thought of it earlier. Death is irreversible. The soul body I encountered was that of a person who died of a serious illness. The act of me sending his soul back to his body did make that person regain breathing and a heartbeat for a while, but this could only last for a short time. However, this short time gave that family false hope. That patient was the pillar of that family. There were two elderly people and two children in their family, and their life was already very. But just because of this false hope, they spent a lot of money to send him to the hospital, but in the end, it was still impossible to save him. Just because of my curiosity, the life of their family will be even more difficult in the next month..."
After saying that, Zhu Yaoguo covered his face in pain, Qicheng fell silent, and even the soul bodies that had been whispering beside them became quiet.