Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Lihuajing turned her head and looked at the whiteness outside the door, the men in suits had long since disappeared.

This is... escaped?
"Who are they?" Li Huajing turned her head and looked at the little boy: "Why do you want me to drive them away?"

"They thought Xiao Bo was dead." The little boy's face suddenly turned into a ghostly look: "So we have to take him away."

Hearing this, Lihuajing walked to the hospital bed and looked down at the young man.

Suddenly, she felt a gray area in front of her eyes, so she took a quick step back subconsciously.

I saw a large cloud of gray mist surrounding the boy's body, constantly churning.

"Dead breath." Li Huajing narrowed her eyes, she clearly remembered that Cheng Moxun also had this kind of thing.

It's just that the time between Cheng Moxun's death and resurrection was very short, and the breath of the dead didn't stay for too long at all.

The large area that is still wrapped around her body today should belong to this young man, if she guessed correctly.

"In this way, it's no different from being dead." Pear Blossom Essence raised her chin, and suddenly raised a hand, aiming at the cloud of gray smoke...

Swish!A hand knife slashed cleanly in the air.

The gray foggy gas disintegrated in an instant.

"Xiao Bo's father doesn't like him, but for the sake of Shan Ze, let him live forever." The little boy said at this time: "I don't need it now, so..."

"Does Shan Ze have the same disease?" Li Huajing withdrew her hand and asked sideways.

The little boy shook his head: "No."

"Then..." Li Huajing wanted to ask something, but suddenly felt something flicker in the corner of her vision.

She turned her head vigilantly, and looked at the door where she had just discovered the abnormality.

The outside is white, but because of the darkness, the light is a little bit dim, and the whole space looks a little weird.

The little boy seemed to have discovered something too, fangs emerged from the ferocious ghostly appearance, and his eyes turned red.

But less than a minute later, he suddenly put away all his frightening appearances, threw himself behind Pear Blossom Jing with a face of fear, and looked out timidly.

"What's the situation?" Li Huajing didn't notice anything outside that made her feel stressed.

But seeing the little boy frightened like this, she also had to be vigilant, and moved her steps carefully, and walked to the door.

There is a long corridor outside the room, but you can see the large living room on the side of the corridor at a glance.

I saw a long red dress floating faintly in the living room, occasionally stopping at a certain location, and then continuing to wander around.

That unhurried look, as if looking at something.

Pear Blossom Jing squinted her eyes for a long time, and finally her expression became a little helpless.

Regardless of the little boy pulling her, she walked out of the room very calmly, and walked into the living room step by step indifferently: "Why are you here?"

The long red dress turned her back, and when she heard the sound, she suddenly stopped moving, hanging in mid-air as if she was thinking about something.

Pear Blossom Jing waited quietly, not forgetting to reach out and grab the little boy who was about to run away.

Unknowingly, another half minute passed, and the red skirt finally began to turn its "body" faintly.

When the front of the skirt was turned around, a coquettish and charming face also appeared in front of her.

Li Huajing looked at this face calmly, and finally sighed silently: "Come here now, do you have something to say?"

The person in front of him had an extremely coquettish smile, his red lips parted slightly, and his voice was soft and full of temptation: "You guessed it."

"Why have I only seen you recently?" Li Huajing looked around: "Shouldn't there be another man?"

"Are you referring to Sha Hua?" Oman smiled happily: "He and I, there are always people who have to perform their duties."

"Manshu Shahua still has responsibilities?" Li Huajing waved her hand, a little unwilling to continue the topic: "Forget it, after all, they are all flowers, I don't want to know so much."

A red light flashed in Oman's eyes.

The little boy hid behind the pear blossom essence, looking terrified.

He wanted to run away several times, but he couldn't escape the hand that Lihuajing was holding him.

"I'm here to remind you." Oman glanced at the little boy, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised: "Don't involve the two people you guard."

"What?" Pear Blossom Essence looked confused.

"Danze Danbo, and other people involved with them, bear more responsibilities than you can imagine." The smile on Oman's face faded a lot.

Pear Blossom Jing didn't speak, she watched Oman's expression, not knowing what she was thinking about.

"Cheng Moxun is a person who came back from the dead and went against the way of heaven." Aman suddenly stepped in front of Ewha Jing: "God will not pick and choose opportunities to give retribution."

"You mean retribution?" Li Huajing suddenly narrowed her eyes, looked at Aman who was close at hand, and said calmly: "Startop Casino has detained so many ghosts, why is there no retribution?"

"Some people have been villains at large for several lifetimes." Aman replied with a smile: "No one knows when they will get their retribution."

Her tone didn't sound like she had any objection to the situation.

Li Huajing's eyelids drooped slightly, her brows furrowed slightly, but her expression was somewhat helpless: "But you have to understand, it's impossible to get out completely now."

"Well, I haven't told you yet." Aman suddenly smiled: "Ghost King and Cheng Moxun met."

When Lihuajing heard this, she just blinked her eyes and didn't have much reaction.

"Cheng Moxun recognized him." Aman continued.

Ewha Essence raised her eyebrows and asked whether the matter was true or false with her eyes.

"You're not in City C, so you missed some interesting things." Aman's mouth curled up sharply: "For example, I sent Cheng Moxun back to the hotel without telling the ghost king."

Pear Blossom Jing looked at her silently, still holding the little boy tightly in her hand.

"Let go of me!" The little boy finally couldn't help protesting: "I don't want to listen to your nonsense."

"I still have something to ask." There was a white light in the palm of Lihuajing's hand, and the little boy froze for a moment, then froze in place.

She let go of her hand and looked up at Aman: "What is your purpose in doing that?"

"Don't forget, the ghost king and Xu Ziyu are the same person." Aman blinked at the little boy: "Once you find that your beloved has disappeared..."

Anxiety is a very strong emotion, especially when it involves Cheng Moxun's disappearance.

In the mood of being anxious to find someone, the ghost king and Xu Ziyu's souls may fight in their bodies at that time.

This is also an opportunity to force the two souls to face each other head-on and to unite as one sooner.

"I don't think I should thank you at all." Li Huajing raised her hand and scratched her forehead, her expression was as complicated as her mood.

Suddenly, she seemed to remember something, and looked at Aman with a bit of astonishment on her face: "Could it be that you have always known about Shan Ze and Shan Bo?"

Hearing this, Oman suddenly laughed out loud.

That smile was extremely bright and possessed a deadly charm, which stunned the ghost of the little boy beside him.

"It's just two poor children." Although Aman was smiling, his tone was very serious: "The elder brother has more talent in acting than the younger brother, but he has an unpleasant temper."

Lihuajing raised her eyebrows, and turned to look at the little boy, who stared straight, as if he wanted to say something.

So she gently raised her hand and touched the little guy's forehead.

The little boy's figure shook twice for an instant, and then revealed a terrifying ghost.

Aman just glanced at him, and didn't take it seriously: "In the early years, brother Shanbo was valued by scouts, and they tried to hype him up."

"Are you talking about the dating show?" Li Huajing spent a little time thinking, and was able to quickly understand what the hype meant.

"That's it." Aman nodded: "It's a pity that Shan Bo didn't cooperate, and the girl who wanted to tie up with him and hype was also delayed."

"The human world is really troublesome." Li Huajing shook her head and sighed.

She felt that the show was weird, and it really was the problem: "What happened later? Why was it changed to my younger brother Shan Ze?"

"There is an interesting situation here." Aman glanced at the little boy, and then continued: "The name Shan Po used at the time was Shan Ze."

"That is to say..." Pear Blossom Jing blinked, but didn't understand what was wrong.

"From the very beginning of this hype, I planned to let Shan Ze enjoy the benefits." The little boy suddenly said, with a hideous ghostly look: "Xiao Bo is being used."

"The family doesn't care?" Pear Blossom Jing was a little puzzled.

"Shan Ze has been different from Xiao Bo since he was a child, and was treated as a treasure by his family." The little boy's eyes revealed a fierce light: "Xiao Bo has no status!"

Pear Blossom Jing didn't speak, she looked at the little boy for a while, then suddenly raised her hand and pressed it on the boy's head: "Little guy, don't move."

A dazzling green light burst out instantly from his subordinates, setting off the entire white room in an incomparably weird way.

"So direct?" Aman raised his eyebrows: "He's a ghost, what can you read?"

"I just don't want to waste time." Li Huajing withdrew her hand, looking a little tired.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and then continued in a low voice: "Don't underestimate me, you will know what you need to know."

"What you know is just that part of him." Oman shook his head slightly helplessly: "Before that, there are still many things."

She glanced at the little boy, and then looked at the open door not far away: "This little boy Danbo is not a vegetable at all."

The voice fell to the ground, and from the room that should have been silent, there was the creaking sound of the hospital bed.

Shan Ze hung the costumes on the hanger one by one, and then carefully smoothed out the wrinkles with his hands.

After finishing these things, he sat in the corner and quietly looked at the clothing room with only one light on, as if he let out a long breath.

After a while, he leaned against the somewhat cold wall and slowly closed his eyes.

"Aze...Aze..." In a trance, I heard someone calling me.

It was a very weak voice, as if he was obviously unable to speak, but he still tried his best to speak.