let go of my skin fairy

Chapter 2 Am I Dead?
"A Hanged Man?!"

Before Jiang Chaoge had time to think about it, the little widow had already crossed the threshold and entered the house.

At the same time, Jiang Chaoge saw the little widow's body pass through the body of the young policeman hanging upside down, without any pause, as smooth as silk.

So, this time it should be really 'hell'?

There are ghosts in this house!

Jiang Chaoge instinctively wanted to leave the courtyard, but when he thought that he was also a ghost now, he became more courageous and took a deep breath.

In fact, since he entered Xiaoshan Village, he felt a little weird, so he decided to have a quick and superficial exchange with the ghost catcher hanging upside down on the door beam.

"Hey, brother, are you a hanged ghost? Let me introduce myself, I'm a short-lived ghost."

It is better to cut in as a ghost first, so that it may resonate.

But the ghost catcher ignored him.

Just like when I met Liang Ping'an.

Can't communicate again?Everyone is a ghost, doesn't it make sense?After thinking about it, Jiang Chaoge decided to go a little deeper: "Don't pretend, brother, I've already seen you, just hang on the door beam!"

"..."

"Brother, won't you get dizzy if you keep hanging like this?"

"..."

"Why don't we share our experience of being a ghost? Although I'm new here, I actually like white and tender tofu."

"..."

No matter how Jiang Chaoge tried to find a topic, the young policemen didn't even look at him.

After weighing the pros and cons, Jiang Chaoge decided to go up and 'shake it'.

"Brother, what's wrong with you? Are you stuck on the top and can't come up? How about I help you?"

He walked towards the ghost catcher with a harmless face, and when he was five feet away from the ghost catcher, he sprinted fiercely.

Grab the ghost catcher by the head.

Shake it hard!

"Brother, come down quickly!"

"Stop hanging around, think about your unmarried wife!"

Jiang Chaoge's movements were big, but the ghost catcher didn't even hum, the smile on his face was still very healing, as warm as a spring breeze.

Unconscious?

A dork?

Jiang Chaoge felt a little lost.

However, he seems to have found a key setting.

Ghosts in this world can "physically interact" with each other. When he grabbed the head of the young policeman with both hands, the touch felt very real.

The main thing is temperature!

Not the bone-chilling cold, but normal human body temperature.

This made him inexplicably think of a lot of "plot unfolding" in his mind, and even a great profession appeared-the undead knight!
But immediately, he dismissed the idea.

"Stop it, I want to win She Liang Ping'an, the profession of undead knight is obviously not suitable for me."

Since the ghost catcher couldn't communicate, Jiang Chaoge was about to leave, but just as he took a step, he suddenly found that he was no longer in the little widow's yard.

In front of him is still a yard, but it is full of golden chrysanthemums.

Moreover, it is far more spacious than the little widow's yard.

There are mountains, water, and stones.

The mountain is a rockery, the water is green water, and the stone is bluestone.

In addition, there is a middle-aged man with a resolute face.

The most special thing is that he actually felt that the middle-aged man in front of him was so familiar that he unconsciously called out: "Father...Father!"

"Don't stand there stupidly, pick up the knife on the ground, and stab me!" The middle-aged man said harshly.

What is this God unfolding?

Jiang Chaoge felt his thoughts become a little confused.

A torrent of 'memory' seemed to be forcibly pouring into his brain.

His subjective thoughts are suppressed.

He began to pick up the knife on the ground involuntarily, and stabbed the middle-aged man.

Immediately, the knife in his hand was shot down by the middle-aged man, but he did not give up, picked up the knife again, and stabbed at the middle-aged man again.

So repeatedly, I don't know how long...

He saw his palms gradually forming calluses, he saw his arms gradually getting thicker, and he saw the middle-aged man in front of him getting old.

The scene in front of him kept changing.

Children turned into teenagers, teenagers grew into youths, and youths began to bully others, looking for flowers and flowers. Then, a sudden change occurred in the family, the old father of a corrupt official was imprisoned, and the youth was exiled for thousands of miles.

However, he didn't lose all hope, but relied on his outstanding skills to lick the county's daughter, and finally successfully joined the Yamen, and once again lived a happy life of bullying others.

That's right, my name is Jiang Erlang.

It's a small head catcher in Huai'an County!

"Little Catcher? I'm... Jiang Erlang? No, I'm obviously Jiang Chaoge! This is not my memory... This is the memory of Ghost Catcher!"

Jiang Chaoge's eyebrows swelled slightly.

It was the first time he experienced this kind of thing, and he was still a little uncomfortable, but fortunately, he thought of a famous saying: Take it easy, bear with it a little!
So, he woke up with a start!

The memory is still going on.

He appeared in the lobby of the Yamen in Huai'an County because a scholar came to report that a fellow scholar had disappeared on the road, and the location was near Xiaoshan Village.

"Xiaoshan Village!"

Jiang Chaoge probably knew the reason why 'Jiang Erlang' appeared in Xiaoshan Village.

Because he is a well-known scholar, and it involves the township examination, the county government still attaches great importance to it, so he sent Jiang Erlang to investigate.

Jiang Erlang brought two policemen to Xiaoshan Village, and first questioned the villagers. As a result, the villagers all said that they had never seen any scholar.

Therefore, Jiang Erlang ordered that the three search separately, and one of the two arresters went to the nearby "Earth Temple" and the other went to the mountain.

On the other hand, Jiang Erlang chose to kill a carbine and explore Xiaoshan Village alone after nightfall.

At the end of the picture, Jiang Erlang entered the village in the dark, and successfully climbed over the wall and sneaked into the little widow's yard...

But he didn't see the little widow, but a girl with bright eyes and white teeth in the courtyard, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a snake-shaped birthmark on her face.

And then……

The memory is gone.

The screen goes black.

"I am dead?"

Jiang Erlang's heart was full of unwillingness.

It's not because he failed to communicate with the little widow successfully, but because he still has an important thing to do in his heart, which is to find his sister who disappeared after the house was ransacked.

He seems to have an inexplicable attachment to this sister. He still remembers her appearance, her happy smile, and her warmth when she hugged him.

As for the old corrupt official father who went to jail, doesn't he care too much?

Jiang Chaoge shook his head violently to get rid of these distracting thoughts.

I am Jiang Chaoge!
Five good youths in a new era!
Then, he found himself back in the little widow's yard again, but at this time, the beam on the door was empty.

Jiang Erlang is gone! ! !

"Where did you go?"

Jiang Chaoge's thinking stagnated for a while, and he felt that he needed to digest it calmly.

"I should have the ability to read ghost memories!"

"The trigger condition for this ability seems to be shaking? No, it should be contact!"

"Now there is a question, who is the girl who appears at the end of the picture?"

"Did the girl kill Jiang Erlang? But why is there no picture of the girl doing it in Jiang Erlang's memory? Although Jiang Erlang is a prodigal son, he still has strength. He has practiced sword skills since he was a child. It is difficult for ordinary people to get close. If The girl really killed Jiang Erlang, what method did she use?"

The amount of information is a bit large.

Jiang Chaoge still had too few clues, so he decided to go into the house again.

over the threshold.

He saw the little widow squatting in front of an iron pot with her butt pouted.

Inside the iron pot was a large pot of white and tender tofu. The little widow kept grabbing the tofu in the pot with her hands and stuffing it into her mouth frantically.

She ate very anxiously, very fast, as if if she didn't eat those tofu, there would be nothing left.

Moreover, every time she ate a piece of tofu, the smile on the little widow's face became more and more healed, which was exactly the same as the smile on the face of the young catcher Jiang Erlang, like a peach blossom in full bloom in March.

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(End of this chapter)