Wu Chenxi didn't know the way from Gongnong Village to Ouyang's home. She couldn't search for routes with her mobile phone, could not ask people, and could not take a taxi to Ouyang's home.

After she was stunned for a while, she chose a random direction and kept moving forward.

There are always bus stops near the community.

When Wu Chenxi saw the bus stop, she was a little expectant. But she had never taken the six buses at this station.

I could feel Wu Chenxi's disappointment.

I was actually more disappointed than her.

But that was because Wu Chenxi left the six villages of Workers and Peasants, and did not ask the old lady about the house or Ye Qing.

I guess the old lady is going to commit suicide.

To be honest, I am not very sad about this. On the one hand, it is because the old lady is old, her husband and children have left her, and she is not happy in her life in the nursing home; on the other hand, it is because I believe that the old lady's decision is not an impulse due to a fever, she is not a sensitive teenager in adolescence, nor is it an adult who suddenly changes. When she talks with the man, she knows that moving, selling houses, receiving keys from a man, and after her children die, she can't go home in a nursing home... She has several years to digest this, and it was not until Ouyang came to find her today that she felt it was time and she returned here. This is an adult's decision after thinking about it.

I was a little sad, but I could understand the old lady's approach.

Some people choose to die to be liberated, while others choose to continue to work hard regardless of life or death.

I couldn't help but think of Ye Qing.

The man said that becoming a ghost after death is also a form of life, and we should cherish the period of time when we become a ghost.

Should Ye Qing be called a model?

Until he died, he did not give up on fighting.

While I was thinking about my concern, a bus came.

Wu Chenxi looked at the car and stood behind the advertising board of the bus stop without moving.

After a while, another car came.

This car is empty.

Wu Chenxi probably used this as a basis for choice.

She got into the car and carefully avoided the sporadic passengers in the car, standing next to the rear door.

The car drove for two stops, and Wu Chenxi also got off the bus while someone got out.

She looked at the license plate of the platform and was still disappointed.

When another empty car came, Wu Chenxi got in the car again and stood in the old place.

As the vehicle was driving, Wu Chenxi looked out the window, worried.

In her vision, the scenery outside the window gradually retreated one after another.

She suddenly turned her head and looked behind her.

I noticed that the focus of her gaze was on a street sign, which was the subway sign.

Wu Chenxi was excited, but the car did not stop and did not sign up for the station.

I know that this car is still a long way from the next stop.

The car stopped at the intersection in front of him.

Wu Chenxi looked in front, then in the back, closed her eyes and penetrated through the car door.

An electric car was wiping her in front of her.

Wu Chenxi opened his eyes and saw this scene. He was so scared that he retreated, and half of his body merged with the car.

She patted her chest, and quickly ran onto the sidewalk while there was no non-motor vehicle pass, and ran towards the subway station.

The subway station needs to turn left at the intersection in front and walk another one or two hundred meters.

The platform is at the entrance of a community, and there is not much flow of people at this time.

Wu Chenxi was very happy, ran down the stairs, paused at the inbound ticket gate, and climbed over the railing with a red face.

I felt something strange.

The ghost Wu Chenxi can be said to be the most clear-minded and most complicated ghost I have ever met. She is still a little girl with many ideas. She knows that she is dead and wants to comfort her friends, but she is unfamiliar with being a ghost and has divided part of her energy to recognize her new identity.

The ghost I used to see was never as clumsy as hers.

She studied the subway route and wrote down the name of the station she transferred.

It was still a bit stupid. She took the subway to No. 18 Middle School, arrived at No. 18 Middle School, and then walked to Ouyang's house.

During this period, she was still anxious to avoid encountering other living people, and the journey was very hard.

When she arrived at Ouyang's house, she found that there was no one at home, and neither Ouyang nor daughter came back.

Wu Chenxi sat down on the sofa and looked at the remote control on the coffee table for a while.

After a while, she said to herself: "I can get it, I can get it, I can get it..."

Repeating this sentence constantly, Wu Chenxi made psychological construction for herself and reached out to hold the remote control.

Her hands passed through the remote control.

Wu Chenxi was not discouraged and tried several times, but she just couldn't hold the remote control.

This scene reminds me of my experience in my dreams.

It is easy and difficult to complete some things in this form of soul.

Wu Chenxi can sit on the sofa, and before, she could take buses, stairs, and take subways. Now at the Ouyang family on the fourth floor, she has not passed through the concrete ground and transportation, landed on the ground, or simply landed at the center of the earth, and penetrated the earth. From this point of view, she should be physical, but she cannot touch living people. At these times, she became a "ghost" again and became invisible.

I don't know how to explain this situation.

Perhaps this is instinct, just like a newborn baby will cry when he is in pain, hungry, thirsty, and uncomfortable.

It may also be because when you are alive, these behaviors have been imprinted into the reflex nerves. A person may be unable to pick up things in his hands due to illness, aging, and his hands, but he will never be able to let his body pass through other solid things. After becoming a ghost, these behaviors of ghosts are the same as living people can walk and reach out without thinking.

I am looking forward to the results of Wu Chenxi's exercise.

If she can succeed through practice, I should be able to practice to move in my dreams, rather than relying on my ability to be spiritual and unresponsive and changing emotions.

I suddenly thought of a question.

If this matter could be achieved through practice, why have Gu Mo, Nangong Yao, and Xuan Qing Zhenren never told me? They always let me take things as they please, look at supernatural events calmly, and never asked me to do anything. They didn't even let me finish reading those files, but instead had the best attitude to go with the flow.

The only thing Nangong Yao mentioned about improving his abilities is that the stronger his abilities are, the closer we are to death.

Is it...for this reason?

Because of this, they all choose not to improve their abilities and allow it to develop freely?

I hesitated.

I haven't thought about this issue before.

Is it part of my ability to act in my dreams?

I felt a headache.

Wu Chenxi was unexpectedly persevering, and she insisted on this repetition for several hours.

Only after it became dark did the door sound.

Wu Chenxi was awakened and realized that it was already dark. She hurriedly stood up and looked at the door.

The three people from the Ouyang family came back together. Both Ouyang and his daughter looked like they had cried.

"You have to rest early. I'll inform others. The funeral will come tomorrow. I'll go to the funeral home with them. You can watch it at home." Ouyang's father said to her mother.

Ouyang's mother nodded and looked at Ouyang, who looked even more dull than during the day.

Ouyang's father patted Ouyang on the shoulder, "Smile, don't think about it, my aunt is old and confused. She... She used to be in a bad mood, so she asked your uncle and aunt to send her to the nursing home. For so many years, the professional psychologists there went to see each week, but they were not cured... Alas..."

Ouyang looked at his father and said stubbornly: "The police said that none of the doors had been pried. The family said that they had never lost their keys. After buying the house, they renovated them and replaced the locks. The aunt used the keys to enter."
Chapter completed!