Ning Xianrong sat on the steps, countless memories flooded up from the depths of his mind.
Everything around is so familiar.
He lived here for more than 20 years, and after his death, he was trapped for more than 20 years.
This used to be the warm place he called home, but it was also the hell that swallowed him up...
Just when he was lost in thought, a cautious voice came from his ear.
"You, how are you?"
Ning Xianrong looked up in surprise.
The handsome young man in front of him was obviously still afraid of him, but he tried his best to smile: "You, hello, my name is Tang Chi, may I ask, what's your name?"
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After being slightly stunned, Ning Xianrong frowned, and put on that evil spirit appearance again.
"Boy, didn't I tell you to go? Aren't you afraid of me?"
The boy named Tang Chi swallowed, tremblingly said: "I, I'm afraid, but—"
Before he could finish speaking, Ning Xianrong raised his voice.
"Then hurry up and get out!"
However, the person in front of him did not leave.
Those clear eyes looked at him wide open, and the voice trembled uncontrollably: "Well, I, I want to ask, do you need help? I, I can—"
"Why, you want to help me?" Ning Xianrong snorted sarcastically, "Aren't you a ghost catcher? You came here to destroy me, so you want to help me?"
Tang Chi blushed a little, and then hurriedly explained.
"I, I was forced to accept the order because of life, and I heard that you made the previous ghost hunter crazy, so I wanted to eliminate harm for the people..."
Seeing that Ning Xianrong's face was getting more and more ugly, his voice became smaller and smaller, and then he quickly changed the subject.
"But, but! You, you didn't attack me, and you let me go. I think you are not the kind of irrational evil spirit I thought, but you have a hard time... . .. Anyway, I really want to help you!"
Fearing that Ning Xianrong would not believe it, Tang Chi pointed two fingers at the ceiling.
"I swear!"
"Difficulties? Huh..."
Laughing sarcastically, Ning Xianrong's voice was cold and gloomy.
"If you want to help me, then take me out of here first."
Tang Chi's eyes lit up.
"If I take you away, will you allow me to help you?"
With a pale face, Ning Xianrong said firmly, "That's right."
Having said that, he didn't believe that this obviously unlearned ghost hunter could take him out.
In order to suppress him back then, his younger brother took great pains... He has been trapped here for more than 20 years, and tried his best to get out.
With this kid in front of him, how is it possible
Thinking of this, Ning Xianrong's eyes fell on Tang Chi.
He was fiddling with something, his cheeks were flushed, his forehead was sweating, his eyes were bright, more dazzling than the stars in the night...
At this moment, Ning Xianrong was in a daze.
His flesh-and-blood relatives murdered him, but the strangers he had known for a long time were willing to help him...
"Okay!"
The cheerful voice pulled Ning Xianrong out of his thoughts.
He followed the sound and looked over. Tang Chi was pointing at the opened schoolbag and smirking at him with a "hehe".
"Just get into this schoolbag, and I can take you out!"
Ning Xianrong's face immediately darkened, he gritted his teeth and said, "You want me to get into this rags?"
Shouldn't he just eat this kid upright