Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Xu Ziyu was a little confused. He rubbed the sides of his forehead, put his arms on his legs, and leaned forward slightly.

He doesn't care much about Ruan Ruan and that woman's problems now.

Compared to these, he was more worried about the impact of the pear blossom essence's actions on Cheng Moxun.

"The thing you crushed just now..." Xu Ziyu looked at the pear flower essence, and he carefully recalled the flashing image in his mind: "What is that ball?"

"Evil ghost." Ewha Jing rubbed her ears with her hands, her eyes were indifferent without any emotion.

When Xu Ziyu heard this, he felt his heart skip a beat.

He clearly remembered that when he was at Cheng Moxun's house, the whole room was filled with pictures of that kind of green light ball.

Couldn't it be that he had the experience of being surrounded by evil spirits?
This is ridiculous, is it a dream?
Seeing that his face was a little pale, Li Huajing walked around in front of him, looked at him carefully, and frowned unconsciously: "Did you think of something?"

Xu Ziyu's pupils contracted, he looked directly at the pear blossom essence, and asked with some doubts: "Do you know something?"

"I know." Pear Blossom Jing took a step back slightly.

"Tell me..." Xu Ziyu's voice was a little trembling: "What happened in the past that I don't know?"

"You don't know too much." Li Huajing waved her hand, walked around the sofa and walked to the bed.

"No...not right." Xu Ziyu frowned. He stood up from the sofa, then turned around and asked Li Huajing's back: "There must be something very important. What is it?"

Lihuajing stopped her steps, her eyelids drooped slightly, but she didn't turn her head.

She walked to the bed step by step, looked at Cheng Moxun who was still in a coma, and let out a deep sigh in her heart.

"These things, let me tell you what's the use." Li Huajing glanced at Xu Ziyu, her voice sounded ethereal: "Try hard to remember."

As soon as the words fell, the pear blossom essence disappeared in front of my eyes.

Xu Ziyu looked at the empty bed in a daze, took a deep breath, and sat back on the sofa in frustration.

In the extremely dark rainy night, it is easiest to see things that cannot be noticed on weekdays.

Matthew thought so. He also carried a white umbrella and wandered around in the heavy rain recklessly.

"Why are you again?" A playful voice sounded behind him.

Matthew stood firm, turned the handle of the umbrella in his hand, and immediately pressed it on his shoulder.

He turned around and looked at the woman standing behind her. The long red dress was slightly blown by the wind in the rainy night, fluttering back and forth in the air.

"I should ask you this question." The smile on Matthew's face softened a little. He kept turning the handle of the umbrella, and the white umbrella kept spinning.

In the dark night, one red and one white stand face to face.

Occasionally passers-by would look this way, but they didn't care too much.

Matthew noticed that Oman in front of him didn't have an umbrella, but the red dress and long hair didn't look wet.

She seemed to appear there out of thin air, without any influence from this world.

It can be inferred from this that normal people cannot see her.

"Actually followed all the way here." Oman ignored Matthew's probing gaze, and asked himself: "Is this so obsessed with Cheng Moxun?"

"Cheng Moxun?" Matthew seemed to be a little surprised to hear this name, he raised his eyebrows slightly, and then smiled faintly: "Heh, after all, he is a person with an interesting identity."

Oman felt something was wrong, and Matthew's reaction was a little calm, which was very different from the past.

Matthew looked at her indifferently for half a minute, and found that she had nothing to say, so he rubbed his nose, turned around and left.

"Little guy." Oman flashed in front of him: "What are you thinking about?"

Matthew seemed a little dissatisfied with being blocked by Aman.

He frowned, flattened the umbrella that was already on top of his head, and then poked Oman's shoulder with the handle of the umbrella.

Oman raised her eyebrows slightly, she sideways avoided Matthew's attack.

Before she could react, she saw Matthew walking in front of her with a calm face.

Combined with Matthew's previous performance, this is obviously even more wrong.

Thinking back to the first few fights with Matthew, it was this little guy who took the initiative to step forward, showing an extremely belligerent character.

Why are you so peaceful today?

Oman became interested, she smiled sweetly, stretched out her slender white index finger, and drew a circle casually towards Matthew's back.

In the next second, a red light lit up from Matthew's back.

Matthew felt something strange behind him, but before he had time to dodge, he was pushed forward by a force of gravity.

He quickly put away the umbrella, stood it upside down on the road, and forcibly used it to support himself from falling.

Oman's eyes were bent sharply, and she tilted her head with a smile, watching Matthew turn around slowly.

"What to do?" Unexpectedly, Matthew smiled instead of anger: "You can't be so nonsense in rainy days."

He opened the umbrella in his hand, and the heavy rain quickly washed away the stains on the umbrella surface.

But his body was already soaked by rain.

"What's your plan?" Oman approached Matthew step by step.

Unlike Matthew's drowned chicken, Oman, who is not affected by the rain at all, looks elegant and delicate at the moment.

She stood in front of Matthew with only a suppressed aura.

"I can't do anything, can't I?" Matthew had a smile on his face, but the hand holding the umbrella handle tightened unconsciously.

Oman didn't speak, she approached Matthew, looked up and down, with a mocking smile on the corner of her mouth: "Really?"

Before she finished speaking, she stretched out a hand and waved towards Matthew.

Matthew's face changed, and he hurriedly reached out to stop him.

In an instant, the red light brightened in the rainy night.

There was also the sound of canvas being torn.

They didn't know that a similar thing happened in a hotel corridor not far from Cheng Moxun more than half an hour ago.

She also has no idea what is going on with Cheng Moxun now.

Oman withdrew his hand, took a few steps back, and looked at Matthew who was standing on the ground without changing his expression, but secretly adjusting his breathing, and smiled happily: "You really have a problem."

Without waiting for Matthew to answer, she continued: "I haven't seen you for a while, and the spiritual power has weakened so much, it's really not easy."

The tone of the voice is weak and full of charm, which seems extremely unreal in this rainy night.

"Heh..." Matthew smiled coldly. He looked at the torn hole on the white umbrella, and there was a vicious flash in his eyes.

He simply put away the umbrella and threw it to the side of the road.

"With your virtue, you shouldn't be so stupid as to hurt yourself." Aman speculated slowly: "So, there is only one explanation left."

After finishing speaking, she stared closely at Matthew: "Judging from your current situation, you are either seriously injured, or you have cast some large-scale spell."

The smile on Matthew's face disappeared instantly, and he stared at Oman with sharp eyes.

"Let me say it right?" Oman's brows and eyes were curved, and the expression on his face did not seem to be as surprised as in his tone.

"It has nothing to do with you." Matthew quickly brewed a green light ball in his hand, and slammed it on the ground in front of Oman: "Mind your own business!"

The ball of light seemed to be like smoke, mist, and bomb. It fell apart in an instant, and then a huge smoke rose to cover the sight.

Aman stood in a cloud of smoke, and it seemed that someone's cry was echoing in his ears.

"The behavior is really bad." She raised one hand to gently cover her mouth and nose, and waved the other hand casually in the air a few times.

The smoke that blocked the view in front of him dissipated instantly.

But Matthew had long since disappeared, leaving only a white and broken umbrella lying on the side of the road.

When it is almost dawn, the rain tends to gradually decrease.

Xu Ziyu sat on the sofa without sleep all night, during which time he went to the bedside to check on Cheng Moxun's condition.

It was all after confirming that Cheng Moxun had slept soundly, and then he returned to the sofa; and then checked again in about half an hour.

After tossing back and forth several times like this, finally the gradually brightening sky outside the window reminded him that the night was over.

He didn't know why, but felt suddenly relieved.

Tiredness finally attacked his nerves at this moment, causing him to lie on the sofa and fall asleep peacefully.

He spent the whole night on the sofa pondering what the pear blossom essence said.

In his eyes, he thought that the pear flower essence was just a powerful spirit body, except for protecting Cheng Moxun, there was nothing special about it.

But the contact with Ruan Ruan yesterday gave him a new understanding of this.

The power in him is related to pear blossom essence; this spirit body that makes him unable to figure out its origin, also knows more things that he can't understand.

Cheng Moxun was hiding something from him, but it didn't seem to be intentional.

There is something in it that she can't explain.

Even the pear flower essence refused to tell him, asking him to remember it by himself.

but……

Memories are too fragmented, blurring the boundaries of time.

In his only recovered memories, because of the disordered order, there are only a few clues that allow him to piece together a corner of the answer.

These are not enough, it can be said that they are completely unable to satisfy his heart longing for the truth.

Right now, these supernatural events are coming one after another, seeming to be premeditated and connected with each other.

He didn't know how to face it, and he didn't know if he had faced the same thing before he lost his memory.

Besides himself, he was always worried about Cheng Moxun's safety.

Because the main targets of these incidents were mostly aimed at Cheng Moxun.

Including Uncle Tao's disappearance, the reason they were involved was also because Xu Jia thought that Cheng Moxun might be helpful.

The unintentional answer at the beginning turned out to be a switch that triggered an event.