Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Cheng Moxun blinked, thought carefully, and then asked, "What?"

"The fortune teller said that twins are 'one blessing and one disaster'." Shan Bo's smile became a little helpless: "But..."

"Huh?" Cheng Moxun's eyes widened, and she couldn't help but took a step forward, as if realizing something serious: "You mean..."

From the beginning to the end, the so-called calamity brought by Shan Bo only led to the unexpected death of grandma.

This is a sad event, and it is also the point that caused the twins' lives to be turned upside down.

However, all the events that happened afterwards showed that Shan Bo was a good boy with a high talent for acting and gained fame.

But Shan Ze frequently caused troubles, causing big troubles at school, not to mention that his brother was to blame, and his performance in the troupe was not eye-catching enough, to the extent that he even needed hype to become popular.

Although it is said that before the age of 24, the fate of the twins affects each other, and the fortunes and misfortunes confront each other without giving in; but when you think about it carefully, the person who caused endless troubles from the beginning to the end...is Shan Ze!
Shan Po is the one who has been implicated and made a change about it.

He should have become a popular actor in the troupe, but because of his younger brother, he has fallen to where he is today.

If the divination master is right, then the Shan couple got it wrong from the very beginning!
"Understood?" Shan Bo laughed softly: "Look, how ironic."

"Then why do you..." Cheng Moxun shook his head, expressing that he couldn't accept it: "This is ridiculous!"

"Since we have come to this point, how about giving Ozawa a bright future with the rest of my lifespan." Shan Bo bent slightly, and turned his arms around his stomach.

"Don't you want to live?" Cheng Moxun simply squatted down in front of him, with some anxiety in his voice: "It's over now, you can perform with Shan Ze!"

Shan Bo looked at her silently for a while, then shook his head: "From the beginning to the end, I have never appeared..."

Cheng Moxun was stunned: "What?"

"Do you know what happened to the character 'Dan Po' after the accident at school?" The young man's frail face made people feel distressed.

"How?" Cheng Moxun suddenly rang. No matter how I searched before, I couldn't find that Shan Ze had an older brother.

"Dead." Shan Bo said with a smile, his tone full of desolation: "I, as early as ten years ago, was completely wiped out of the world."

Cheng Moxun took a breath: "How could it be? Aren't you still alive!"

"My family didn't plan to let me live to be 24, so I used the accident as an excuse." As if remembering a funny joke, Shan Bo curled his lips, "They said I was suffering from depression and jumped to my death."

This approach is too insane!

"So? You haven't seen anyone for so many years?" Cheng Moxun finally understood, "No one mentioned you after that?"

"If it wasn't for Ozawa's strong dissuasion at the beginning." Shan Bo lowered his eyelids: "Maybe I really died at that time."

Cheng Moxun opened her mouth, she didn't know what to say.

These facts came too shocking for my brain to process in time.

"Moreover, these extra lifespans have washed away my soul." Shan Bo stretched out a hand in front of Cheng Moxun: "I did it on my own, and now I can't recover."

The arms have joints unique to boys, with beautiful lines and fair skin. The only thing that makes people feel awkward is that there are constantly green spherical light spots looming.

"If you take away those life spans now." Cheng Moxun took a deep breath: "What will happen to you now?"

"Hmm..." Shan Bo seemed to be overwhelmed by the question. He scratched the back of his head, thought carefully for a while, and then replied uncertainly, "Maybe he will be so weak that he can die at any time?"

If the lifespan bought from Ruan's father continues to exist, the soul will be oppressed and torn apart; if it is taken away, the damaged soul will become extremely weak.

No matter what you do, Danbo's existence becomes precarious.

"Sister, please tell Ozawa." Seeing that Cheng Moxun kept silent, Shan Bo emphasized his purpose again: "At this point, I only hope that he can continue his acting career well."

The boy in front of him looked helpless and full of expectation.

The only warmth and radiance he has come into contact with in his entire life comes from his own brother who caused him to fall here.

For the sake of his younger brother, he was willing to sacrifice his last hope of survival.

It's really unfair to such a kind child.

Cheng Moxun didn't know how to describe her mood, she looked at the smiling face in front of her, and just wanted to pull him out of this predicament with her own hands.

Isn't there a better way?

In the top entertainment room of Startop Casino, Mo Yimo stands in front of other people and looks at Mo Yiyou.

"Dear brother, did you think you would be on my side?" Different from the tense atmosphere on the other side, Mo Yiyou gave the ghost king a pointed look, with an extremely gorgeous smile.

Mo Yimo had complex emotions in his eyes, and he whispered, "Huai'an, give me the chips."

Huai An, who was suddenly named, was obviously a little surprised. A look of confusion flashed across his face, but he didn't spend too much time hesitating, and obediently handed the sack forward: "Master?"

"Here are the chips." Mo Yimo took the sack and threw it at Mo Yiyou's feet: "I don't want any more auction items, but the condition is that we all leave immediately."

The smile in Mo Yiyou's eyes became stronger, and she seemed unable to hold back, covering her mouth and laughing: "Brother, don't you know that the things sold by Xingding..."

With the lengthening of the ending, the tone quickly changed from cheerful to serious: "It will never be taken back."

Hiding behind Huai'an, Naxu saw the smile disappearing from Mo Yiyou's face, and couldn't help but let out a low exclamation, as if seeing something extremely terrifying.

At this time, Mo Yiyou conjured a small folding fan out of nowhere, twirled it twice in his hand, and then pointed to the direction behind him: "The door is over there, if you want to leave, just walk over there."

The implication is that if they can break through the layers of encirclement and walk out without hurting other guests, they can naturally leave.

"You know it too, brother." Mo Yiyou pursed his lips and glanced at the ghost king: "This soul is so special."

Mo Yimo didn't answer, his face was tense, and he looked at the crowd behind Mo Yiyou with a little vigilance.

Not only ghosts, but many employees of Xingding alone can stop them.

He is a psychic and has no right to harm normal people.

The group of ghosts who were imprisoned with Mahjong were still struggling restlessly.

The mahjong tiles were shaking back and forth on the ground, and the surrounding guests gradually changed from panic at the beginning to curiosity, and there was a tendency to step forward to see what happened.

One of the women in a champagne-colored tight dress boldly stepped forward, tentatively reaching out, trying to pick up a piece of mahjong that didn't move much on the ground.

"Don't!" Naxu, who was always afraid of Mo Yiyou, poked her head out from behind Huai'an inadvertently.

After noticing the woman's movements, she suddenly became anxious, so she couldn't care about other things, and ran forward all the way while shouting.

As a result, the speed of the sprint was too fast, so that when he ran to the side of the woman, he had no time to stop his feet.

The woman was knocked to the ground at once.

"You girl, don't you have eyes!" Seeing clearly that the person standing in front of her was only a young girl with a jerky face, the woman got up aggressively and shouted: "I made a mistake, will you pay me?"

Nasu shook her head hastily, and explained again and again: "No, I want to prevent you from touching things on the ground."

"Then what's the matter?" The woman saw that her words were soft and weak, and no one stepped forward to help, so her attitude became even more arrogant: "Is it yours? Why don't people touch it?"

"If you encounter it, you may die!" Nao saw the woman's reluctance, and didn't want to cause trouble, so she persuaded her: "Please stay away from here."

At this time, all the mahjong tiles within the enchanted area less than half a meter away from them began to move around indiscriminately.

Nao heard the movement of mahjong colliding, so she turned her head to take a look, but her face instantly turned pale.

She hurriedly turned her head, stepped forward and grabbed the woman's arm, wanting to walk away without any explanation.

But the woman felt baffled, and kept struggling on the spot: "Hey? Why are you grabbing me? Let go!"

"Please stand farther away!" Nao couldn't help but look back again, "Don't get any closer! Otherwise you will die!"

"Is there something wrong with you?" The woman frowned, looking extremely angry: "Where did you come from, the yellow-haired girl, what unlucky words you say here ruins people's mood!"

When the words fell to the ground, she shook her hand vigorously, trying to break free from Nasu's grasping hand.

Nao's balance was unsteady, and before she could react, she felt thrown back again and again by a force.

When she stood on her feet, she immediately realized that she seemed to be stepping on something.

She froze for a moment, lowered her head a little stiffly, and took a step back at the same time, only to find that there were still small hard objects pressed against the soles of her feet.

The messy mahjong tiles all over the floor surrounded her.

Many intertwined hideous faces flashed before his eyes.

"Ah!" Nao screamed, she subconsciously wanted to hold up the umbrella, but found that when she rushed over, she didn't hold the umbrella in her hand at all.

The bone-piercing cold had already begun to surround her body, as if it could freeze her to death at any time.

At this time, a big palm suddenly grabbed her arm and pulled her away from the spot.

"This girl saved your life, it's fine to be ungrateful, why did she do the opposite?" The ghost king let go of Nao, his eyelids drooped slightly, and he looked at the arrogant woman beside him.

"You... Where did you come from?" The woman was obviously taken aback.

Within five meters of her, it was only me and this inexplicable girl!