Murong Yi returned home.
"Husband, are you back?" Tang Yiyue was wearing home clothes and a mask: "Didn't you say it would be late?"
Murong Yi's face was pale: "Yi Yue, I received a text message."
"What's wrong with you?" Tang Yiyue found that something was wrong with Murong Yi: "What text message?"
Murong Yi only felt that his hands and feet were cold, he touched it several times before he took out the phone.
Tang Yiyue took the phone suspiciously.
It's a bank transfer, but the content above...
[Difu Bank] Your account ending in 8907 received a transfer of 1000. The transferor: Qiao Chuzheng.
Qiao Chuzheng's three words are enough to make Tang Yiyue afraid.
She threw away the phone: "husband... this... is this a prank?"
She is dead!
"Yiyue, Yiyue..."
Murong Yi pointed at the TV, which was slowly displaying handwriting.
-I'm back.
"what!"
Tang Yiyue screamed until her mask fell off.
After Chuzheng frightened Tang Yiyue and Murong Yi, she hid her merit and fame and left the community slowly.
As soon as she floated out of the community, she bumped into the female ghost at the reception.
Chuzheng floated to the left, and she also floated to the left.
Chuzheng floated to the right, and she followed to the right.
Chuzheng stopped: "Why?"
The female ghost looked very calm at this time, without a ferocious face, just like an ordinary girl, but her face was a little pale.
"You are Chuzheng."
"Ok."
"Do you know that the ghost king is chasing you?"
"Ghost King?" Chu Zheng thought about it for a while: "I don't know any ghost king." What are you doing chasing me
The female ghost said: "You killed a female ghost that the ghost king liked very much."
Chuzheng: "Is there?"
Female ghost: "Sister Jiaojiao."
Sister Jiaojiao
On the day when Chuzheng's memory was pulled back to the ghost city, she did kill a ghost, but that was her first to find trouble, she was just fighting back, and she chose the method once and for all.
She hadn't been in contact with other ghosts recently, and was alone most of the time.
The Ghost King probably didn't find her, but the news still came out.
"What does it have to do with you?"
"I'll help you negotiate with the ghost king, do me a favor." The female ghost said.
"Since you can negotiate with the ghost king, it's better to let him help directly, why do you need to find me again." Chuzheng indifferently refused: "No."
It's a scam to hear.
When I'm stupid!
Can you believe a ghost
Chuzheng floated out.
The female ghost didn't expect Chu Zheng to refuse so bluntly, and said somewhat unwillingly: "The ghost king is not so easy to deal with."
"I can."
"Do you know how many evil ghosts there are under the ghost king? If you fight him head-on, you won't get any benefit at all."
"Ok."
That's my business too.
Stop digging a hole for me!
I don't jump!
No matter what the female ghost said, Chu Zheng would not agree.
"If you regret it, come to me." The female ghost dropped these words and disappeared into the night.
Chu Zheng walked forward aimlessly.
three minutes later.
She is standing in a hotel room.
Xia Han was lying on the bed.
Chuzheng suddenly appeared, his eyes brightened slightly, and he sat up: "Little beauty, are you here to find me?"
Chuzheng: "… "
Can this weak chicken stop thinking about her? There is so much to think about in this world, why do you want her! !
"I just thought of you when you came." Xia Han jumped out of bed, the corners of his mouth raised slightly: "Do we think we have a good heart."
"It doesn't count."
Chuzheng sat on the sofa, mad at her.
Why is she so pitiful!
Xia Han followed and sat down: "Little beauty, I haven't known your name for so long?"
Chuzheng hugged herself, not wanting to speak.
She wants to be quiet.
"Little beauty?"
"Little beauty, are you tired? I'll sleep in the bed for you." Xia Han generously gave up his bed.
"Chuzheng." Chuzheng said coldly.
"Chuzheng... It sounds so nice." Xia Han smiled: "My name is Xia Han, summer in summer, cold in ice."
"Don't talk." Chu Zheng pointed at the bed: "Go to sleep."
"I want to tell you..."
Chuzheng glanced over, Xia Han pursed his lower lip and climbed onto the bed.
He was lying on the bed, looking at Chuzheng with his head sideways.
"Senior brother, they didn't catch that ghost, that female ghost is very powerful." Xia Han's voice was very soft: "Can you not leave?"
"You're scared?"
"Well." Xia Han said: "She is so fierce."
Chu Zheng: "..." A manly man, afraid of a hammer!
"If I was caught by her, I might not be able to see you." Xia Han said again: "I don't want to see you."
"You said something like this to a strange ghost?" Chu Zheng's icy voice circulated in the room.
"I don't know why, I just think you are very nice and want to get close to you." Xia Han paused: "I wouldn't say such things to other ghosts, I don't like them..."
From childhood to adulthood, I have seen countless ghosts.
But she was the only one who felt that way.
Chuzheng replied thoughtfully, this reason is probably because of that broken ghost contract...
Chuzheng turned off the light, the room fell into darkness, there was a rustling sound on the other side of the bed, and Xia Han's breathing gradually calmed down.
Chuzheng was lying on the sofa, looking at the bright moon outside the window.
After an unknown amount of time, Chuzheng got up, left the room, and floated into the next room.
The young man was seriously injured, and Senior Brother Long Braid was accompanying him.
Chuzheng restrained her breath and floated silently to the bedside. She looked down at the young man.
A ray of yin escaped from her fingertips and sank into the young man's wound.
After Chuzheng finished, he went back to the next door.
The next day Xia Han woke up and heard that the young man's wound had worsened and he had to return to Taokong Mountain.
Xia Han looked at Chuzheng subconsciously. Yesterday, the senior brother said that it has stabilized, and there is no serious problem. How could it deteriorate.
The old god Chuzheng is there, like I don't know anything.
There was also a female ghost that had not been caught, so the long-braided senior brother could only ask a nearby classmate to pick it up and send the young man back.
"Little beauty, are you leaving?"
Chuzheng shook his head indifferently.
what to go!
can i go
Before Xia Han could speak, Chu Zheng threatened him: "Be quiet, or I'll leave."
Xia Han covered his mouth and nodded, his clear eyes sparkling with joy.
In the afternoon, Xia Han followed Senior Brother Long Braid to the boss's house.
"Little beauty, senior brother doesn't seem to be able to see you."
"Well." Chu Zheng followed casually: "Only you can see."
Xia Han was stunned.
Only he can see...
only he...
"Xia Han, what are you muttering?" Senior Brother Long Braid turned his head: "Go faster."
Xia Han responded and trotted after him.
The boss came back ill yesterday and is now lying in bed, very weak.
"Master, did you catch that ghost?"
Senior Brother Long Braid said, "Mr. Jiang, I hope you can tell me truthfully what you did and why you got into such a ghost."
"Just catch her. What are you asking about?" Mr. Jiang frowned: "I invited you to come here to catch her."
"Mr. Jiang, if you can't tell the truth, then you can only ask someone else."
Mr. Jiang's eyes widened slightly. How many people has he invited
The celestial masters in Taokong Mountain are very powerful. If you want to find them, you have to rely on relationships. Mr. Jiang finally asked a friend to invite him. Of course, he can't let the long braided senior brother leave.