Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Of the two parts of fingerprints left on the glass, the part belonging to the servant has clear lines, and the direction of each line can be distinguished.

Lu Ye's own fingerprints not only have no lines, but also leave strange shapes.

How to put it...that doesn't look like a finger squeeze at all.

Lu Ye lowered his head and looked at the flesh at the end of his fingertips. There were obviously fingerprints that a normal person should have.

He raised his head again and pressed his fingertips to the glass again, leaving exactly the same marks as before.

"Master..." The servant stood far away, not noticing what was wrong on the glass: "What's wrong with you?"

Lu Ye stared at the glass for a long time, then slowly lowered his hands and looked at the servant: "Have you all put away your things?"

The servant's expression was a little astonished. He turned his head and looked at the others, then looked at Lu Ye, and nodded silently: "Well, it's ready."

"Go out." Lu Ye said three words lightly, and his gaze returned to the original calm.

He was wearing a soft light gray sweater and black woolen trousers, combined with his handsome appearance, he looked completely gentle and kind.

But what he said at this moment revealed that under his gentle appearance, there was a side that made people shudder.

The servant didn't understand what happened to his young master, he stood where he was, unable to react for a while.

Lu Ye glanced at him flatly: "Is there anything unfinished?"

"No, not anymore." Seeing this, the other servants hurriedly pulled away the dazed companion.

The door was closed by the bodyguards. Lu Ye walked back to the hanging chair and sat down. He looked at the window glass and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and the rain outside the window continued to fall without interruption.

Lu Ye felt that his mind was blank, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he looked listless.

"Ah, why is it like this?" The joking voice echoed in the room, mixed with faint laughter.

Hearing this voice, Lu Ye just moved his body lightly and adjusted a comfortable sitting posture.

A thin piece of human-shaped paper appeared from nowhere, and slowly floated down from the top of the head to the thigh.

The black woolen trousers contrasted sharply with the yellowed white of the paper.

Lu Ye lowered his head, reached out and twisted the piece of paper in his hand.

There was a tingling pain from the fingertips, accompanied by a biting coolness.

It's not like pinching a piece of paper, it's more like pinching an ice cube just out of the refrigerator.

Lu Ye frowned subconsciously, and flicked his hand outward.

The human-shaped piece of paper was thrown so far like a heavy object that it almost hit the wall.

But it was suspended in mid-air in time, and leisurely fell to the ground, and then slowly stood up.

Seeing this weird scene, Lu Ye felt extremely calm in his heart. He watched the movement of the piece of paper very calmly, without any reaction at all.

"The effect was even better than expected." The paper man seemed to be floating and approaching, and his figure trembled a little.

Lu Ye tilted his head in confusion, and his pupils became blurred.

"Use it for me..." The voice was ethereal, and it was impossible to discern which direction it was coming from.

Lu Ye felt that his consciousness was beginning to become chaotic, but he didn't panic about it at all.

He watched quietly as the thin piece of paper approached again, and then got into the leg of his woolen pants.

Afterwards, the room fell silent.

Luye only felt an itching in his calf, but it lasted only a few seconds.

The chaotic consciousness gradually came back, he showed a confused expression, bent down and tore apart his trouser legs.

On the inside of the calf of the left leg, there is a pattern in the shape of a white paper man.

The outline of the pattern is brown and black, and the face actually shows a playful expression.

It's just that the expression looks like it was drawn by hand, and it's less than five centimeters in length and width, so small that at first glance it might be a tattoo.

Suddenly, someone stood in front of him, blocking the light.

Lu Ye calmly pulled up his trouser legs, slowly raised his head, sat up straight, and looked at the person in front of him.

He realized that there was a faint anger and strong rejection in his heart.

The person in front of him was a boy of the same age as him, with a handsome appearance and a sunny smile.

His hair of a certain length was meticulously styled, he was wearing a white and clean casual suit, and his chest scarf was folded beautifully. He looked like he was going to a feast.

"Ah, I didn't expect to get you done so quickly." Matthew said while raising his hand to straighten the dark red bow tie.

Lu Ye looked at him, although he felt strange in his heart, but he didn't want to respond at all.

"Actually, you don't have amnesia." Matthew bent down and put his face in front of Lu Ye: "I just don't want to explain so much, right?"

A strange aroma lingered around his nose, and Lu Ye subconsciously wanted to lean back, but Matthew quickly raised his hand to clasp his shoulder.

"Do you feel that you don't have the strength to do anything now?" Matthew's smile was bright, and his mouth was full of confidence: "Oh, I was wrong. It's not that you don't have strength, but that you don't think about how to do it at all. "

The abnormal feeling in Lu Ye's heart began to be magnified at this moment.

But his mind is still blank... This guy is right, his mind stops functioning when dealing with anything now.

More, it was more like some kind of consciousness secretly instructing him how to react.

"Anyway, you don't know how to think." Matthew had a look of regret on his face: "Why don't I tell you now, what am I going to do?"

Lu Ye's breathing was normal, but he felt a little heavy in his chest.

"The paper figurine attached to you, have you met before?" Matthew's eyes made it impossible to see what he was thinking: "She is also called Xiaozhi, do you miss it?"

Lu Ye just looked at him indifferently, obviously he could control his body, but he didn't want to move at all.

"I miss it very much. It is difficult to produce such an obedient child. Except for doing some outrageous things occasionally, I am very satisfied at other times." There is a layer of fine fluff on the surface of the white suit. Matthew trembled as his posture changed as he spoke.

Lu Ye still didn't respond.

"It's such a pity." Matthew narrowed his eyes slightly: "The current one..."

He didn't finish his sentence, but glanced at Lu Ye's left leg with complicated eyes.

The place covered by the woolen cloth exudes an ominous atmosphere.

"What... are you going to do?" Lu Ye's eyelids were half-lidded, and his brain finally started to function at this moment. Although his thinking seemed to be limited, he finally responded to the situation in front of him.

"If you use your identity to approach Cheng Moxun, she must be very defenseless, right?" Matthew raised his head, with a scheming smile on his face.

Lu Ye's eyes seemed to widen slightly, and he held his breath subconsciously, and then said slowly, "Don't even think about it..."

"It's not up to you." Matthew grinned his lips, revealing his neat and white teeth.

"What's manipulating others... skill?" Lu Ye felt weak, not lack of energy, but very lazy, didn't want to think hard at all.

"I'm not manipulating anyone!" Matthew laughed, and maintained his smile with an innocent expression: "Now you can go wherever you want, and do whatever you want."

He wasn't lying, it was the truth.

It's just that some things don't necessarily have to rely on manipulation to change.

Giving influence subtly is a good way to use it thoroughly.

Lu Ye is also aware of this problem, this feeling of laziness is not foreign.

The control over his body is still in his own hands.

However, consciousness almost stopped.

If he tried to make himself willing to move, then he could get up and run out the door now, calling for bodyguards to drive away Matthew in front of him.

But he just couldn't be bothered to do it.

This feeling of self-indulgence seems to be infinitely magnified at this moment.

"What do you want to do to...Cheng Moxun?" His positive consciousness was still there, so he had to concentrate and try to get some useful information.

"The resurrected soul." Matthew seemed to be sighing. He stood up straight, took a step back, and then opened his arms: "Such a magnificent and important existence, who wouldn't want to have it?"

For the soul again?

The meaning of this kind of existence is illusory, even if you really get it, what's the use?

Lu Ye never understood why Matthew was so obsessed with the "soul".

The last time Cheng Moxun was pushed downstairs to death was because he wanted to obtain a soul.

Even if he really knows some strange spells and can manipulate ghosts to do things for him, he doesn't have to be obsessed with Cheng Moxun!

What is so special about Cheng Moxun... Moreover, the mystery of her resurrection from the dead has not yet been fully revealed.

Lu Ye frowned indistinctly.

He was thinking hard about too many things at the moment, which consumed a lot of his only enthusiasm at once.

"Do you know how high the merchants bid for a decent soul?" Matthew seemed to sneer contemptuously: "Although I am not short of money, it is also a pleasure to see their faces."

Merchants... what's the situation?
Lu Ye really didn't want to continue thinking, but his brain started to reflect some information.

"They will do everything possible to fight for the soul." Matthew's face showed an excited look: "When they get the soul, they will try their best to use the soul and become addicted to it."

Lu Ye understood what was going on.

There are always some people in the business circle who work hard but fail to get opportunities, or who want to be successful through opportunism; there are also some people who are ambitious and always want to be more successful.

When these people are at their wit's end, they always put their minds to some crooked ways.

For example, invite Xiaoxian and raise imps.