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Chapter 129: Alive

"ah……"

Feeling the eyes of the three roommates looking at him in unison, Lin Jiu opened her mouth in surprise and covered her mouth with her left hand.

For a beautiful girl, this is undoubtedly a very cute move, but Fang Tian is sitting on the bed at the moment. Therefore, in the eyes of the three people, Fang Tian made a very girlish move after making a shocking statement. .

Bai Dong turned his head with dull eyes and looked at Zhou Qian who was on the bed opposite him.

They confirmed with their eyes that they had the same idea in each other's minds - paying a high price for a pair of eyes that had not seen the scene just now.

Chu Lun coughed lightly and forced his attention back to the "Animal Encyclopedia" on the phone screen. He coughed lightly and said, "The oyster sauce beef in the cafeteria tonight tastes too salty."

"Yeah, success reminds me of the hard days in high school."

Bai Dong and Zhou Qian immediately understood what Chu Lun meant and echoed the boring topic he came up with.

What is a real good buddy?

A truly good friend will not look at you through colored glasses even after you awaken to your strange habits.

They are people who truly understand seeking common ground while reserving differences.

What's more, compared to the unhealthy trend prevailing in women's clothing today, Fang Tian's abrupt sigh just now was nothing at all. Under the guidance of Chu Lun, the three of them reached an amazing tacit understanding.

Even if Fangtian really goes down the road of no return one day, they can still look at it with an open and tolerant attitude.

Lin Jiu silently got out of bed and sneaked out of the dormitory.

Her vision, hearing, smell and touch all became quite unfamiliar, and her body became heavy. For the first time in three years, she walked out of the dormitory with her legs instead of walking through the wall lightly.

There are still many places that I am not comfortable with.

For example, when she was in the ghost state, her voice could not be heard by anyone except the ghosts and Fang Tian, ​​so she subconsciously sighed when she was in bed.

She shuttled through the crowd and walked out of the dormitory building after a while.

The sky has darkened, and the students in military training have begun to return to their dormitories. Soon, the ghosts will begin their new day of meditation training.

While in the dormitory, Fang Tian drew up many prohibited items on the memo on his mobile phone, but he did not discuss with her what to do after being possessed. In fact, Lin Jiu had no further ideas. According to her original plan , it is considered successful the moment it possesses Fang Tian.

As for what would happen after success, she didn't think much about it.

If she were three years ago, she would have played computer games or watched TV in her free time, but this was a rare opportunity and she didn't want to waste her time on illusory games.

So she began to refer to what other ghosts would do after possessing people.

In fact, the concept of possession was told to her by the friends she met after death. Compared with meditation training, possession is a more direct and faster method. As long as the body of the living is used, it can easily affect the living. world.

Friend A possessed her boyfriend and scared her best friend who took advantage of her death into a schizophrenia.

Friend B possessed the driver who caused the accident and stepped on the accelerator, causing the hit-and-run truck driver to die on a cliff.

Friend C possessed the boss who made them work 996 overtime all year round, and posted the photos and evidence of his cheating on his female colleague on the wall of the office.

Friend D,…

Huh?

She has all these bad friends. Why don't they do any good things when they possess others?

They had been talking about possession all night. At that time, as a newcomer who had just died, she quietly listened to the glorious deeds of the big guys. And the best ending for those who were possessed was to be

Scared out of mental illness.

And these are obviously not what she wants Fang Tian to do.

Lin Jiu didn't understand that her past friends almost never possessed people she liked. In her opinion, sharing the five senses and thoughts with the person she liked was a rare opportunity.

“You don’t have to do anything special to be meaningful.”

Just when she was hesitating, Fang Tian's voice suddenly appeared in her mind, "The important thing is, what do you want to do now?"

"...Play games and eat?"

Lin Jiu thought for a long time, but in the end she could only give these things that sounded neither pursuit nor romance, because her life was so dull and boring three years ago.

"Then let's start with eating. Hasn't it been a long time since you tasted food?"

Lin Jiu nodded and walked towards the chicken pot outside the military training base.

She gradually adapted to these feelings that only the living could have.

There was less than an hour before bedtime, and the students in the chicken pot had almost left. Lin Jiu found a secluded corner.

The air was filled with a spicy smell, and after three years, she developed an appetite for the first time in a long time.

A portion of chicken stew and a bowl of white rice. In the past, when my classmates and I lost track of time while playing outside, they would go have a steaming dinner on the eve of closing time.

Chicken braised in a pot can be found all over the city. Lin Jiu put her nose close to the plate, and the spicy aroma of the meat was still a familiar smell in her memory.

She was already a little unskilled in picking up the chopsticks. She picked up a piece of chicken leg and put it into the bowl. The process of the soup dyeing the rice grains reddish-brown made her feel a little dazed.

The cool evening breeze blew through the house, and for a moment, she actually had an illusion.

Perhaps, she just fell asleep in class as usual and had a nightmare that was neither long nor short.

On the way home, she passed by the chicken pot restaurant near the school that she had visited many times.

Thinking of this, Lin Jiu mixed the chicken leg meat with rice and put it into his mouth.

She had to go home quickly after eating, otherwise her aunt would nag her again.

Everything she tasted at this moment was probably the feeling of being alive.



When the limbs returned to Fangtian's control, he was holding chopsticks in his right hand and only half of the rice in the bowl was eaten.

Lin Jiu, who returned to the translucent state, didn't give him much time to react. The latter pounced on him the moment his vision returned to clarity.

The cry was particularly clear in the store.

"Ooooooooo, Fangtian, I'm dead."

Lin Jiu cried like a child, as if she had realized the fact that she was dead for the first time in three years.

"It doesn't matter, it's over."

Fang Tian's right hand, which he tried to pat Lin Jiu's back to express comfort, passed through her body as expected.

The whole process lasted for nearly five minutes. During these five minutes, Fangtian realized for the first time that ghosts could actually cry.

His eyes passed through Lin Jiu's body and saw the owner of the chicken pot shop with a horrified look on his face.

During these five minutes, the boss just stood there blankly, witnessing the whole process of him hugging the air and talking to people who didn't exist from time to time.

Fang Tian felt that the outlook on life of this boss who was over 150 years old might have been greatly impacted.

He waited patiently for Lin Jiu's mood to calm down, then paid the money and left the shop under the fearful gaze of the boss.

The evening breeze blew against his face, and he felt that the wind seemed to be particularly noisy tonight.

"Thanks."

Lin Jiu's whisper sounded in his ears.

"There's no need to thank me."

After a moment of silence, Lin Jiu looked at the completely dark sky and asked in a low voice, "What should we do next?"

"Go find the time machine."
Chapter completed!
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