stay taro

Chapter word count: 4457

Jiang Yu stood outside the door, listening to the roar of the soy sauce boy inside accompanied by the seemingly invisible screams.After about 10 minutes, the soy sauce boy came out of it, and seemed to be jumping happily——

"Woof." Soy Sauce Boy's hand that wanted to lick Jiang Yu was avoided by Jiang Yu, "It's too dirty, don't touch me."

"Woo..." Soy Sauce Boy made a frustrated voice.

"Let's go." Jiang Yu pulled the suitcase and walked in directly.

The door opened, and Jiang Yu saw the stairs facing the door—this kind of design is not very popular in Feng Shui—Jiang Yu blinked, if he read it right, it was red Shadows flash across the stairwell...

Red is indeed an interesting color.

"Wow!" Soy Sauce Boy yelled again in that direction.

"Stop barking, didn't you bark enough just now?" Jiang Yu pinched his pricked white ears.

Jiang Yu put down the backpack, opened the zipper, and took out a copper bell from the inside, which was threaded with red thread. He hung the copper bell on the cross of the door. Because of this, it seemed to be struck violently by something, but soon, the ringing stopped until it disappeared - the whole house was quiet, and the grunting sound from Soy Sauce Boy's throat made the dead silence of the house even more set off.

Although it was still daytime, it was already cloudy outside, and with the doors and windows closed, there was not enough light in the house. The faint light coming in from the glass windows added a bit of horror to the house.

Ginger taro had no effect at all, and took out another package, opened it to be a traditional red incense candle, ginger taro took out a stick of incense and lit it with a lighter - when it was lit, the atmosphere in the whole house seemed to have changed , it seems that something is waiting for an opportunity——

"Soy Sauce Boy, is it fragrant?" Jiang Yu put the fragrance in front of Soy Sauce Boy and let it smell.

"Wow." Soy Sauce Boy looked away, obviously not interested.

"Compared with this, you should want to eat other things." Jiang Yu smiled, "However, there are 'people' who will like it. This incense is brought from home, and the quality is better than the average. It is said that a The amount of roots is more than a normal bundle of incense.”

Jiang Yu seemed to hear the sound of swallowing in the corner of the house, as well as the harsh sound of fingernails scratching the glass.

"It seems there are quite a few more." Jiang Yu looked down at Soy Sauce Boy, "Soy Sauce Boy, are you still full?"

"Wang!"

Jiang Yu stuck the burning incense stick in the crack of the wall, and then said to Soy Sauce Boy, "Come on, let's go upstairs and look at the room."

"Wow." Soy Sauce Boy followed.

One person and one dog stepped on the wooden stairs upstairs, and the wooden stairs made a slight "squeak" sound-Jiang Yu glanced at the place where the incense was originally inserted on the wall downstairs at the turn of the stairs, and the incense there had long since disappeared There is no trace, but the slight fragrance in the air is still there.

There are several rooms on the second floor, and Jiang Yu directly opened the door near the stairs. The moment the door opened, Jiang Yu felt a burst of cold air, accompanied by a musty smell.

Jiang Yu turned on the light in the room, but the light flickered, and there seemed to be something white shaking above it.

"Wang!"

Jiang Yu frowned, and then took out a gossip mirror from the bag. The moment the gossip mirror was taken out, the light suddenly turned on and stopped flashing.

"It's really restless." Jiang Yu said impatiently, "I'm hungry now, and I don't have much patience. If you want to come out, come out quickly. If you can't come out, you have to let Soy Sauce Boy to invite you."

"Woof!" Soy Sauce Boy was very active, waiting for Jiang Yu's order.

Jiang Yu only felt a burst of yin behind his back, but he didn't move, and Soy Sauce Boy had already rushed forward - there was another scream, it was a woman's shrill cry.

Jiang Yu turned around, and saw a red figure who was bitten by Soy Sauce Boy and flung herself on the ground. She couldn't see the shape clearly, but she was a woman in a long red dress based on her figure.

"Although there are rumors of ghosts in red clothes, soy sauce boys are not vegetarians, and you don't look like a 'ghost'." Jiang Yu said, pulling out a small wooden sword from his backpack and flying towards the ceiling— —

"Ah—" There was another shrill scream, but this time it was a male voice.

Jiang Yu looked up, it was a male ghost tied around his neck and hung from the ceiling. At this moment, he had a small wooden sword stuck in his chest, making a "呲味" sound, his whole body twisted continuously, and his blue face became even more terrifying.

"I have a lot of things here, do you want me to test them one by one?" Jiang Yu said with a stack of yellow symbols in his hand--"This is not a liar, do you want to try it?"

"No, no." It was the timid voice of the little boy.

"We'll come out."

Then Jiang Yu saw standing in every corner of the room, there were four in total, big and small, plus the one that was thrown down by the soy sauce boy and the one on the ceiling, there were six in total, and the six ghosts were of different ages and died in different ways. It doesn't look the same either.

"Okay, come here and line up." Jiang Yu clapped his hands and said.

"Line up?" The boy in the high school uniform with water dripping on his body made a questioning voice.

"Yes, line up and let me take them out one by one." Jiang Yu said naturally.

"Take it away?" The voice of the blood-faced grandfather leaning on crutches trembled.

"I've already rented this place. It's the home of Soy Sauce Boy and me. Who would like to have so many strange ghosts in their home?" Jiang Yu said impatiently, "Hurry up, my time is precious."

"Father, it's scary..." The six or seven-year-old boy was cute in terms of appearance, but his face was terribly pale. She threw herself into the arms of a man with the same pale face.

Jiang Yu's eyes paused on the father and son, and then looked away.

"Help..." This is the mournful cry of the hanged ghost on the ceiling. The hanged ghost is a young man in his twenties, wearing the blue Zhongshan uniform of the 70s and [-]s—although this private house seems to be More than ten years of history, but the age of this ghost is more than that.

"You're already dead." Jiang Yu said coldly.

"No, save me, it will eat me..." The female ghost who was thrown down by the soy sauce boy began to appear. It turned out to be a woman in a red cheongsam. The hole, which looked like a trace of a bullet passing through, was pressed down and couldn't move at this time, and his face was terribly distorted.

"Soy Sauce Boy is very picky about what he eats, not everything." Jiang Yu took out a small black bottle, "Okay, take a sip of everything here, and you will be fine soon, and it won't be very painful. "

The "ghosts" took a step back when they heard the words—they already knew that this skinny boy was not easy to mess with, and they thought they could have a full meal today—

"Anyway, you're all dead too. It's unrealistic to want to be reincarnated after being dead for so long. It will be painful if this continues. Let me help you out." Jiang Yu threw the bottle, "I said I have no patience, I still I want to fill my stomach. Let’s start with you.” Jiang Yu walked towards the father and son closest to him, and stopped in front of them——

"Who starts first?"

The man hugged his son tightly, shivering—he looked at Jiang Yu, suddenly thought of something, and said, "Well, you are not, are you hungry? I, I can cook for you. I used to be a chef , my cooking skills are very good...can you let me and my son go?"

Ginger taro raised an eyebrow.

"Yes, my father's cooking is delicious..." the little boy said immediately.

"Can cook..." Jiang Yu rubbed his chin and thought for a while, "Okay, if you can cook, just 'live' well, and don't blame me for being rude if the food you cook is not delicious."

Seeing this, the other ghosts immediately raised their hands positively, "I, I can also cook, and the cooking must be better than his!"

Jiang Yu said coldly, "Only one chef is enough, and there is also a mop bottle, so you don't want to join in the fun." He walked up to the boys in high school uniforms, "Then you."

"Wait, wait," the boy hurriedly stammered, "Look, this house is so big, if you want to clean it, you will definitely not be able to clean it. I can help clean it, and I can help you move things, do housework, etc. Yes, you should need this."

"Housework..." Jiang Yu looked at the overturned tables and chairs in the room, smelled the musty smell again, and nodded, "Okay, then you can do housework."

Jiang Yu walked up to the old man again, looked him over, "Grandpa, you see you are so old, you really don't need you to do housework, so..."

The old man was a little excited, coughed a few times, and said, "Young man, look, there is a small yard behind this house, can you grow flowers and plants in that yard? You can also grow some vegetables and fruits, this is up to you I don't have a problem, I used to do horticulture and agricultural research, I'm pretty good at those things, really."

"Vegetables and fruits..." Jiangyu's focus is here - if you grow something at home, you should be able to save a lot of money, and even if you have no money, you don't have to worry about not having anything to eat at all - thinking of Jiangyu Yu smiled slightly, "Well, from today on, grandpa, you will be a gardener and vegetable farmer."

The old man wiped his sweat-it is still useful to have a skill.

"Then the remaining two..." Jiang Yu looked up at the person who was still nailed to the ceiling—"Now the work at home is almost done, so you can rest in peace." Jiang Yu said and was about to pull out That wooden sword.

"Wait!" The man in uniform shouted hastily, "You should still be a student, right? I'm a university professor at X University. Although there may be some age issues, I can still help you a lot with your studies. It's very easy. ..."

"Professor..." Jiang Yu tilted his head and thought for a while, then stretched out his hand, "Take it—" Then the wooden sword was in his hand, and the subdued man fell to the ground.

"Then you stay here first." Jiang Yu turned around and walked to the side of Soy Sauce Boy and the female ghost—"Soy Sauce Boy, get out of the way."

The female ghost broke free from Soy Sauce Boy's claws and was able to breathe, but now she was overwhelmed by Jiang Yu, and she only thought about how to find a reasonable reason——

Jiang Yu looked at the female ghost for a while, and finally her eyes stopped on the female ghost's plump chest, and then asked a question that no one had thought of, "You, is that breast real?"

"It's true." The female ghost Na Na replied.

"Oh." Jiang Yu turned his head and said to Soy Sauce Boy, "Soy Sauce Boy, wait to eat." Then, as if nothing happened, he put the wooden sword back into his bag.

"You, you won't accept me?" The female ghost has not yet reacted.

"You want to be accepted by me?" Jiang Yu asked back.

The female ghost shook her head quickly, and then asked again, "Could it be because of my breasts?" It's so tangled—this boy doesn't look like the kind of person who has that kind of thought in his head, does he?

Jiang Yu glanced at her breasts again, and said, "It's meaningless to just accept you, and women should enjoy some preferential rights... More importantly, I'm really hungry now."

"Then I'll cook right away." The father and son took action immediately, but stopped before leaving the room—"It seems that there are no ingredients in the house..."

"I remember that there are some edible wild vegetables grown by myself in the back yard," said the old man.

"The last resident in the kitchen left a small bag of rice in the refrigerator." The high school student continued.

"That's how it is." Jiang Yu sat down on the sofa where the professor had spread the newspaper, "Hurry up, Soy Sauce Boy and I are hungry."

"Wow!" Soy Sauce Boy responded.

"If you don't want to die again, just work." Jiang Yu ordered, and the ghosts in the room immediately found their role assignments, and each got busy.

Jiang Yu looked at the high school students who were cleaning the windows and the female ghost who made the bed, smiled slightly, then lowered her head and said to Soy Sauce Boy lying at her feet, "That's fine."

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In order of appearance.

Female ghost in red: Hua Li, born in the 20s, died during the war in the 40s, aged 25 at the time of death, cause of death: gunshot, bullet pierced the brain.

Professor: Sang Nansheng, born in the 50s, died at the beginning of the Cultural Revolution in the 60s, at the age of 31, cause of death: suicide by hanging.

Chef father and son: father Xue Qing, son Xue Yi, died ten years ago, when his father was 32, and his son was 6 years old. Cause of death: gas poisoning.

High school student: Du Zhou, who died eight years ago at the age of 18.Cause of death: Suicide by slitting wrists.

Grandpa: Shi Qi'an, died at the end of the last century, at the age of 65. The cause of death: he fell down the stairs and had cerebral hemorrhage.

As for the specific cause of death, it will be involved in the following story.