Quick time travel villain god is a bit skinny

Chapter 362 The Evil Spirit Retreats (16)

For some reason, Sang Xinyan seemed to be hiding something from Ling Xiao. He hesitated for a moment, and replied calmly: "The Sang family has a magic that can identify ghosts. If I guessed correctly, the homeless man at that time was caught by a ghost." , and then lost self-awareness."

In other words, he is a puppet manipulated by Dou Yan, an evil spirit.

Ling Xiao understood every minute, and replied in a low voice: "Tomorrow night, at the Jinhuang Club, let's meet and discuss in detail?"

Golden Club?

It was the famous gold selling cave in Minghai City, a place where many rich second generations were drunk and feasted.

Sang Xin said that he was not sensitive to this kind of clubs and nightclubs in the past. He has always been innocent, except for business needs and entertainment, he rarely hangs out with dudes outside.

This is also an important reason why he rejected the original owner in his previous life.

The original owner was an out-and-out playboy.

Arrogant and indulgent, greedy for desire.

And he... is hardworking, self-motivated, and self-reliant, completely different from those rich second generations in Minghai City who are keen on having fun and hunting for sex.

Different road non-phase plan.

In love, the same principle holds true.

Ling Xiao didn't wait for Sang Xinyan's answer, paused for a moment, and said with a smile: "You never go to the Jinhuang clubhouse? There are private boxes over there, so it should be safer, and you won't be afraid of being eavesdropped."

Is this a reason?
It might sound a bit odd.

Sang Xinyan took a deep breath and said with a smile, "Okay then! I will risk my life to accompany a gentleman, no, I will accompany a beauty! See you tomorrow night."

Immediately, Sang Xinyan took the initiative to cut off the phone.

As for Ling Xiao, looking at the contact information on the screen of the fruit machine in which the call was stopped, she couldn't help but smile faintly, remembering that the original owner of the previous life couldn't ask for anything from Sang Xinyan.

It's really...unpredictable.

When Ling Xiao walked out of the guest bedroom, Ran Chu didn't know where he went.

He left his collection of red wine on the bar. When Ling Xiao was talking on the phone with Sang Xinyan just now, he drank a small glass by himself, and there was a mellow aroma of red wine in the glass.

As if his person is still there, the smell is the best evidence.

Ling Xiao stared at the red wine thoughtfully, she picked up the glass and took a shallow sip.

In fact, Ling Xiao never liked drinking.

But... when she meets a male god who belongs to her, she can also make an exception for him once.

Sometimes it has nothing to do with love, it's just fate.

Something very mysterious.

A good night's sleep and the next morning.

Ling Xiao was lying on the king-size bed in the guest bedroom, sleeping comfortably, when Lin Weixue was yelling in the living room.

"Damn! Damn! My treasured red wine! A bottle of 20! It's all stolen by ghosts!"

"Ling Xiao! Come out quickly! This drunkard left me a message. He said that he likes my private collection of red wine very much, and he will come to patronize me in the future!"

"My God! Can I refuse? I'm most afraid of ghosts!"

Ling Xiao suddenly opened her eyes, turned over from the bed and got up, and then she pulled on the cotton slippers and walked into the living room unhurriedly. Sure enough, she saw a beautiful bouquet of black roses on the bar.

Miraculously, the message left by Ran Chu was written on the petals of these black roses.

Ling Xiao stretched out his hand and touched it lightly, and suddenly saw a line of small dark gold characters floating out on the petals of the black rose.

Thanks for the hospitality, see you again tonight.

Lin Weixue yelled from the side: "Ling Xiao! Did you see that? This drunkard is really disgusting! He actually stole my wine!"

"If caught by me, I must call the police."

Call the police?

Can the police deal with ghosts like that?
Ling Xiao looked suspicious.

Lin Weixue thought for a while, then smiled embarrassingly: "It's more reliable to find a celestial ghost hunter. If I rashly report to the police, they may be considered feudal superstition by the police... How can there be ghosts in this world?" Does it exist? Don’t you think so?”

Ling Xiao shrugged helplessly, and she reached out to pick up the bouquet of delicate black roses, and could clearly smell the strong and fragrant floral fragrance coming from her nostrils.

At this moment, a line of small dark gold characters appeared on the velvet-like petals of the black rose.

The flower that is most suitable for you is also what my heart is about.

This is... being teased by a ten thousand year ghost king?

Ling Xiao lowered his head, took a deep breath, his eyes were full of black roses in full bloom, synonymous with glamorous, noble and mysterious.

Lin Weixue asked blatantly from the side: "Ling Xiao? There's something wrong with this bouquet of flowers. Could it be that drunkard who turned it into a corpse? Maybe it's his blindfold?"

Ling Xiao shook his head helplessly, and said with a smile, "No, it's a real flower."

Then Ling Xiao put the bouquet of flowers in the glass vase on the coffee table, fiddled with it a little, and then ran to the bathroom to wash up.

After Ling Xiao had washed and dressed properly, she received another private call from Sang Xinyan.

"The situation has changed." Sang Xin said that she seemed very irritable, sitting alone in the office, brushing her hair non-stop.

Ling Xiao smiled disapprovingly: "What happened to you again?"

"My assistant, Yao Jian, is a capable and cheerful young man. He had another encounter with a ghost last night! Apparently, the ghost behind the scenes doesn't seem to be happy for me to investigate this case."

Ling Xiao glanced at the time on the phone, and smiled calmly: "I'll go to your company right away, and we'll go to the hospital to visit your full-time assistant together, maybe we can find some useful clues."

Sang Xinyan seemed slightly taken aback: "You...are you willing to cooperate with me?"

"That's right! How is it? Mr. Sang?"

"Don't call me Mr. Sang. Mr. Sang is a homonym for death knell. It sounds very unlucky. You can call me by my name directly from now on."

Ling Xiao readily agreed.

Just when she was packing up and ready to go out, Lin Weixue chased after her excitedly: "Amazing! Ling Xiao! You! You actually know the national male god Sang Xinyan!"

Ling Xiao replied coldly: "So what if we know each other? I have something to discuss with him, so let's deal with it together by the way. What's wrong?"

Lin Weixue immediately stared at stars, and asked enviously, "Can you take me with you? Don't worry, I won't make trouble for you."

Ling Xiao stared at her hesitantly, confirming that there was no malicious speculation in her eyes, and then nodded calmly in agreement.

A while later, the two drove straight to the Hailan Technology Building under the name of the Sang family.

Ling Xiao came to the front desk, registered his information, then called the president's office, and got instructions from Sang Xinyan to let Ling Xiao and Lin Weixue go.

At this moment, Qiu Chunrui walked in coquettishly from the entrance of the hall. She saw Ling Xiao with sharp eyes, and her originally plain expression suddenly became vigilant and implied emotions.

Qiu Chunrui greeted Ling Xiao in a friendly manner, but Lin Weixue rolled her eyes.

"Pretend."

Lin Weixue has always held great hostility towards her, this is a fact that Qiu Chunrui cannot change.

"Ling Xiao, why don't you go home tonight and have a meal with your parents?" Qiu Chunrui played a caring sister perfectly.

Ling Xiao refused bluntly: "No need. Aunt Dou must be very busy recently, right? I don't go back, just to make her happy."

Ling Xiao is always like this, exposing the truth lightly.

Qiu Chunrui's complexion changed, and she barely suppressed the disgust and discomfort in her heart, and said with a smile: "Don't be like this. My mother has always missed you, and she raised you as her own daughter. You shouldn't be angry because of a little gossip on the Internet. Come to question my mother and misunderstand my mother."

(End of this chapter)