Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

She was answered by silence.

"The breath of the dead has found her, and she is unwilling to deal with it." Li Huajing sighed, and then continued: "I'm very calm."

"I thought that was something you could control." There was a trace of sullenness in the dark eyes: "Who knew you would not be able to predict the future long ago."

"If I could have predicted it, I would not have let her come here." Pear Blossom Essence shrugged her shoulders: "Now we have encountered a more difficult danger."

Green light began to flicker between the man's fingers, and because the light outside the window was not too dim, it could only be discerned faintly.

But the ominous atmosphere has already begun to emanate from him.

"Even if you are the king of ghosts, please use your brain now." Li Huajing raised her hand to aim at the green light, and turned her wrist half a circle casually, but the light disappeared instantly.

"As long as it's about ghosts, I can solve it." The originally deep and magnetic voice became a bit resentful and ethereal at the moment.

Li Huajing's expression was noncommittal: "This time it's not just a ghost."

She looked at the man in front of her, it was obviously Xu Ziyu's body, but for no reason there was a little more indifference.

The guy talking to her now is the King of Ghosts.

The soul of Tang Qin, who has existed for more than 700 years... It has been a long time since I saw each other.

"Which one is more threatening than a ghost or a human?" The ghost king suddenly chuckled: "There is no need to worry about such things."

Pear Blossom Jing watched him silently, her eyes suddenly lit up.

"What did you think of?" Ghost King noticed her change, so he asked.

"Among those guys with bad intentions...no one knows your existence." Li Huajing's expression of helplessness all this time finally had some smiles at this moment: "At most, I just noticed that Xu Ziyu is a little different."

The ghost king's eyes couldn't tell what his mood was: "You mean someone who wants to attack Cheng Moxun?"

"It's not just them..." Pear Blossom Jing chuckled and shook her head helplessly: "No one else knows except me and Cheng Moxun."

"There shouldn't be a fourth one." Ghost King said flatly, while raising a hand to point at himself: "This person has already realized it."

"Did you do it on purpose?" Li Huajing looked puzzled, "Why? Do you want Xu Ziyu to remember everything?"

"I don't want to, but I have no other choice." Ghost King frowned: "Don't you also tell him that there are some things that need to be figured out by yourself?"

"It seems," Pear Blossom Jing sighed, "You are really afraid that the prediction will come true."

The ghost king didn't speak, he looked out the window and looked up at the foggy sky.

After a long time, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "It's been raining for too long."

"It's not quite right." Li Huajing tilted her head and looked out of the window: "It shouldn't be raining for a long time here."

"All the strange things come together..." Ghost King shook his head lightly, every word he said sounded light and light: "It's not good."

He turned around and faced Pear Blossom Essence, looked at it calmly for a while, and then said: "No one knows my existence, is this a good thing?"

"Ah?" Pear Blossom Jing froze for a moment, and raised her eyebrows at the same time.

She reacted for two seconds before she let out a long sigh, and then curled the corners of her mouth: "It's not bad to have an extra trump card."

"I still know the trump card, so I have learned a lot, and it is not in vain that you have been in this world for so long." The ghost king looked at her and said lightly.

"Compared to this, I want to talk about it more. What do you know?" Li Huajing asked tentatively: "Or, as long as Xu Ziyu has experienced..."

"No." The ghost king shook his head and interrupted her: "I can only know the general idea, not the process."

"What do you mean?" Li Huajing raised her eyebrows: "You even know that someone wants to harm Cheng Moxun."

"It's always been there, isn't it?" Ghost King's reaction was very calm: "It's just that this time, the situation seems to be a little more complicated."

Lihuajing's expression was a little surprised: "So? When Xu Ziyu used his body, you didn't know what happened outside?"

The ghost king shook his head: "I don't know, but..."

Two souls are always one, let alone now in one body.

Any one of them has a special mood swing, and the other party will clearly perceive it.

Some things don't have to be watched to know the situation.

Speaking of it, there have been unexpected situations, such as Xu Ziyu's soul leaving his body, then the ghost king will appear and use his body.

The number of times this kind of thing happened was very few, and all of them surprised the ghost king.

It was only a little girl who could pull Xu Ziyu out of his body.

Since then, the ghost king has realized that what happened around him is developing in an unusual direction.

But he has always believed that pear blossom essence can predict the future and control everything that happens.

But things were still far beyond expectations.

As early as when Cheng Moxun came back from the dead, all dangers were labeled with unknown outcomes.

He has been refusing to show his face, refusing to let everyone know that he still has a clear consciousness in Xu Ziyu's body.

The purpose is to avoid everything that the pear flower essence initially predicted from happening.

As long as... Cheng Moxun can do well.

He can make the biggest concession, even if no one knows, disappear again.

But the sky is not as good as people want, and this kind of silent sacrifice cannot allow him to do it safely.

Xu Ziyu could leave City C with Cheng Moxun, but he couldn't feel at ease.

After all, the life and death of the man called Uncle Tao is still uncertain.

Moreover, Cheng Moxun has always valued that girl named Tao Yuanyuan very much...

These intricate relationships prevented both of them from leaving happily.

Then the problem is coming.

Should he take action and solve the source of the trouble directly?

The white bird mask on the table seemed much smoother than before.

Yuanyuan blinked her eyes, feeling a bit sour.

She stretched, only to notice that it was already bright outside the window.

"Hey! Is it dawn?" She exclaimed, and then tried to stand up and walk to the window.

But as soon as she stood up, her legs gave way immediately, causing her to fall back to the seat.

"Hiss—" A sore and numb feeling spread across both legs, making Yuanyuan so uncomfortable that she wanted to cry, "My God!"

At this time, a servant knocked on the door outside, and his tone sounded a little cautious: "Miss, are you awake? Breakfast...what do you need to prepare?"

"Whatever, whatever!" Yuanyuan didn't care about other things at all, because she hadn't moved all night, her knee had already started to ache.

Strange... She just stared at the mask in a daze for a while, how could it have passed the whole night?

"Miss, what's the matter with you?" Hearing the impatience and anxiety in her tone, the servant asked worriedly, "Do you need help?"

"Well...need..." Yuanyuan frowned, and said helplessly, "Come in and help me!"

Hearing this, the servant rushed into the room in a hurry.

Three minutes later, Yuanyuan finally lay down on the bed safely.

Her legs were also stretched straight, and the servant was kneading her carefully, and at the same time, she didn't forget to say: "Miss, why did you make yourself like this..."

"Accident, it's an accident!" Yuanyuan grinned and replied, not caring about why she just sat there all night.

"By the way, miss." The servant started to beat his legs: "In the early morning, someone called you."

"Who? Mr. Xu again?" Yuanyuan asked with a frown.

Could it be Matthew again?This guy's pranks are a nightmare, endless and uninspired.

"No, it seems to be Mr. Mo's." The servant stopped what he was doing, and seemed to think about it seriously before continuing, "It's a girl's voice on the phone."

Mr. Mo?girls?
Yuanyuan froze for a moment, she remembered the girl who accompanied Mo Yimo to visit yesterday...

Pink kimono, delicate and elegant appearance...it seems to be called Nao.

"Did she say her name?" Yuanyuan asked a little confused, and at the same time felt that the discomfort in her legs had reduced a lot.

"She claims to be Mr. Mo's younger sister." The servant replied seriously while continuing to massage, "I want to talk to you about the mask again."

"Huh? Is that Mo Yimo's younger sister?" Yuanyuan repeated in surprise: "She said 'talk' again?"

The servant's expression was a little astonished, and then it turned into a serious thinking look, and gave a definite answer after a few seconds: "Yes."

From what it sounds like, it can only be the girl who came to visit with me yesterday.

Yuanyuan pursed her lips in confusion.

How strange, seeing Mo Yimo's attitude, he thought he was a little bodyguard with special abilities!
But thinking about it now, another entourage named Huaian seemed to take good care of Nao.

Perhaps, the relationship between the two brothers and sisters is average, right?

Wait, didn't Nao say that he was considered a Japanese friend?
Could it be that Mo Yimo is of foreign blood?
"Did she say when to contact you again?" Yuanyuan felt that her legs had almost recovered, so she sat up and waved her hand to signal the servant to stop the massage.

I called early in the morning. Is there an urgent situation?
"Not really." The maid shook her head, and then added: "She said, 'Let's talk about it next time we meet'."

Yuanyuan was a little surprised, she blinked her eyes, and pouted her mouth: "It doesn't look like it's urgent."

After 1 minute, the servant quickly left to arrange breakfast preparations.

Yuanyuan was lying on the bed, planning to take a nap.

But not long after she closed her eyes, and even before her breathing became even, she suddenly sat up as if she had thought of something terrible.

She inhaled and exhaled slowly and deeply, her eyes gradually moved from the thin quilt in front of her to the desk in the distance.

The white bird mask was quietly placed there without any change.