"I can't," I replied to the little ghost in a flat tone, as if he had just asked me for a piece of candy.

"Uncle, don't be so stingy. Stingy people don't have friends," the little boy continued to plead.

"Thank you for your kindness, but I really don't lack friends."

"Uncle, I'll just use it for a bit and return it to you when I'm done. I haven't had a head for a long time. Without a head, I have no eyes. I can't see anything. I've been in the dark all the time. I'm so pitiful, Uncle. Just think of it as doing a good deed. It's just borrowing a head, it's no big deal."

"Sorry, I said I wouldn't lend it, and I won't lend it no matter how much you say."

"Uncle, if you're like this, then I'll have to snatch it." The little boy's voice suddenly became sinister, and his tone turned resentful.

"Then you can try." I turned around and slapped a talisman at him.

The little ghost was also experienced in battle. When he was talking to me, his ghostly form was always on guard. As soon as I slapped the talisman, he disappeared.

"Uncle, you're so fierce. No one will like you if you're so fierce," the boy's voice came from behind my neck again.

"It's good to be fierce, so that I won't be targeted by some little ghosts who don't know the meaning of life."

I reached out to grab the little ghost, but this time I grabbed air again. The little ghost even arrogantly blew cold air behind my neck.

This little ghost was still somewhat capable, much more powerful than the bell in the hospital room. I had made two moves, but I still hadn't seen what he looked like.

"The fiercer the uncle, the more people will miss him," the little ghost said.

"Oh, who misses me? Bai Tingting?" I said deliberately.

"Yes, it's Auntie Bai. Auntie Bai said that you are not a good person, and asked me to borrow your head back so she could hit it. She will return it to you after she hits it," the little ghost's childish voice was still so innocent.

"That's not right, little friend, are you lying?"

"I'm not, Uncle. It's not good for children to lie. I never lie."

"Didn't you just say that you borrowed my head to use my eyes to see the world? How come so quickly, it's become Bai Tingting asking you to borrow my head back to hit?"

"It was Auntie Bai who asked me to come. Anyway, I have to take your head back. It's the same whether I hold it, so it's better to put it on my neck temporarily and let me use your eyes to see this world. What do you say, Uncle?"

"I think it's more suitable for you to use this head."

I directly ignored the voice speaking behind me, jumped up on the spot, and grabbed towards the top of the stairwell.

This time I didn't grab air. A headless boy doll was caught in my hand.

It was a broken doll, and the cotton inside had fallen out. I didn't know where the head had gone.

I squeezed the doll hard and threw it behind me with force.

Then, ah, a scream was heard, and something seemed to have been hit.

"Uncle, you're a bad person, a bad person!" The boy cried, "I don't want this head, this head is so ugly, it's already been played with."

I turned around and saw a head on the neck of the doll I had just thrown out. He grabbed the head with both hands and tried desperately to pull it off.

However, that head was indeed the doll's original head, and even the degree of wear and tear was exactly the same. It was definitely his head.

"Child, your own head is still the best," I patiently enlightened him.

"No, no, this head is not good, this head's eyes are blind, I can't see anything, your head is good, I just like your head, give me your head."

The doll no longer grabbed his own head, and jumped up directly to strangle my neck.

I didn't dodge, and stood there quietly, letting him hang himself on my neck with both hands, and then start using force. However, as he strangled my neck with force, I didn't react at all, but he was severely suffocated, and his body began to twitch.

"Little ghost, listen to my advice, if you don't want to be scattered, you should let go quickly. If you keep strangling like this, you will really strangle yourself to death."

Fortunately, although the little ghost was young, he knew the principle of listening to advice and eating his fill. He immediately let go of his hands, squatted on the ground, and began to pant heavily.

"Little friend, do you understand now?" I asked very kindly.

"Understand what?" the boy said, panting.

I said, "Understand that you are not my opponent."

"I am indeed not your opponent, but I still want to kill you."

The boy didn't lie. He really jumped up again, and several broken fingers went straight for my eye sockets.

"Since you are not willing to lend me your eyes, then I will destroy them so that you have no eyes either."

I still didn't dodge. I was a lazy person, often so lazy that I didn't even change my moves, and played the same routine to the end.

The boy ferociously inserted his fingers into my eye sockets, but I still didn't react at all. Instead, the boy screamed, covered his face, fell to the ground, and rolled around in pain.

I sighed and said, "How about this, I know you died miserably. Your head was cut off, your eyes were gouged out, and you were imprisoned in a broken rag doll. Even your ghostly form has been tormented and incomplete.

I can buy you a new rag doll and entrust your soul to the new doll. Then, you tell me, who exactly asked you to kill me?"

"Bai Tingting," the little ghost said without thinking.

"No, it's not Bai Tingting. I do have a feud with Bai Tingting, and she does want to take revenge on me, but I know that the one who wants my life this time is not Bai Tingting."

"It's her, it's her, it's Bai Tingting who asked us to kill you," the little ghost insisted.

I shook my head again, "If you don't want to tell me, then forget it. You can go."

"What do you mean?"

"Let you go, didn't you think I would cast a spell to dispel you?"

"Didn't you say you were going to buy me a new rag doll?"

"I said that if you tell me who the real instigator is, I will buy you a new rag doll. Since you are not willing to tell me, I naturally won't buy you a new rag doll. Don't you understand such a simple principle?"

"Oh, I understand." The boy adjusted his broken head again, waved his hand at me with a disappointed look, "Goodbye, Uncle."

Then, the little ghost dragged the rag doll and walked to the window step by step, and disappeared.

At first, I really suspected that it was Bai Tingting who wanted to kill me, especially after knowing that Bai Tingting, Bai Hu, and Ban Jiehu were united into one, I felt that she would take the initiative to retaliate against me. However, judging from the current situation, that's not the case at all.

Someone was instigating from it, wanting me and Bai Tingting to fight.

Who would do this? If Bai Tingting and I fight, who would benefit?

Just as I was thinking, my phone rang.