Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

Nao was still in a state of shock and anger. Her nature and function told herself that the King of Ghosts' approach was wrong and absolutely unfeasible.

However, her cowardly and shy personality over the years made her unable to express her strong feelings for a while.

At this time, she noticed Mo Yiyou approaching.

Even with anger and incomprehension, Nao's first reaction at this moment was to take a step back and dodge behind the ghost king.

Seeing this, Mo Yimo simply followed behind his sister, fearing that something unexpected would happen.

Huai An yawned greatly, holding Xu Jia's suit collar with one hand helplessly, and half-pushing, half-dragging, leading him to move forward together.

"Hey, I'll just play one more game." Xu Jia looked like a normal person on the surface, but those cloudy eyes revealed that something was wrong with his mental state.

"Mr. Xu, it's getting late." Huai'an used his other free hand to tighten the collar of his kimono a little bit: "Please wait a moment, we will take you back to the hotel."

Impatientness appeared on Xu Jia's face: "Go and do your work, don't worry about me."

As he said this, he began to struggle to break free from the restraint on his neck.

Huai An lowered his eyelids halfway, looked down at him, sighed slightly, and quickened his pace to catch up with Mo Yimo: "Eldest young master?"

"Huh?" Seeing that Mo Yiyou was about to walk in front of Naxu, Mo Yimo replied absent-mindedly, "Why?"

"Mr. Xu drank some wine, and now it's working." Huai An's strength is relatively strong, and it's no problem to subdue Xu Jia with one hand.

It's just that at this critical moment, it's quite uncomfortable to distract yourself from such a troublesome matter.

Mo Yimo squinted his eyes, then slowed down his movement speed, and turned his head slightly to look at Xu Jia: "The dose doesn't seem to be too high, you take him away first, Uncle Fu is waiting at the main entrance."

"Eldest young master, are you planning to..." Huai An frowned, as if he didn't quite agree with his order: "Are you going to take Nasu and that person away?"

"It's useless for Mr. Xu to stay here." Mo Yimo looked at Xu Jia, who was infinitely attached to the gambling table: "It will hurt him after a long time."

Huai An raised his hand and rubbed his face vigorously. He took a deep breath, and pulled Xu Jia harder: "I'll hand him over to Uncle Fu, and I'll be right back."

Mo Yimo shook his head: "No, wait at the door, it will be ready soon."

"Oh?" Huai An was a little surprised: "Are you so sure that Missy will let you go?"

"She just wants to try that person's skills for herself." Mo Yimo quickly took out a few pieces of yellow toilet paper from the pocket of his woolen coat.

The paper looked damp, as if it had been soaked in water and hadn't dried out.

In the time of speaking, Mo Yiyou had already walked in front of Naxu and the King of Ghosts.

But she didn't mean to stop, but smiled and walked past the two of them.

The King of Ghosts looked down at Mo Yiyou passing by, and he could feel how afraid Naxu behind him was of this eldest lady, and he didn't even dare to show his face to meet her eyes.

In just a few seconds, he used his spiritual power to take risks again and again to test Mo Yiyou's identity, but found nothing.

Nothing at all!Neither spiritual power nor perception can be obtained from this eldest lady.

She was right in front of her eyes, but she acted like she didn't exist at all.

All the spiritual power used to cast on her was like being thrown into the air, without any response.

A meaningful smile appeared on Mo Yiyou's face, she walked up to those messy mahjong pieces, and gently stood her ground.

All the restless ghosts were quiet for an instant.

The mahjong and the woman's corpse all stayed where they were, without moving.

The guests watching around were a little surprised when they saw this scene, but they didn't continue to watch, but turned around and dispersed to continue having fun.

According to common sense, this situation is a big event.

After all, the process was weird, and people were killed.

But Mo Yiyou didn't care at all, and she also knew that the people around wouldn't take it seriously either.

After all, this is the star top casino that is in a state of madness every day.

Moreover, the people who can play in this entertainment room, except for the noble old customers, the rest are mostly desperate gamblers.

It has long been the norm for life betting games to appear frequently on the gambling table.

The woman who died because of touching mahjong is already a brand new female ghost.

She finally realized that she was dead after seeing her own body on the floor.

Among the many ghosts who stood still and dared not move, she rampantly expressed her inner fear and anger.

Finally, she noticed Mo Yiyou.

This was the only stranger within a few meters, which aroused her urge to vent her anger.

She rushed in front of Mo Yiyou, raised her hand to grab his neck, but her hands were blocked by the barrier, and there was only half a meter between the person and the ghost.

"It's so pitiful, you can do whatever you want in my casino..." Mo Yiyou said with a smile, and at the same time raised his hand to caress the female ghost's cheek: "Be prepared to die!"

When the voice fell to the ground, the female ghost had already revealed a ferocious ghost appearance, her mouth was extremely wide open, and she wanted to swallow Mo Yiyou in one gulp.

There were no more than five people present who could see ghosts, including the steward at the top of the star.

Faced with such a thrilling scene, they were more calm than the other.

The person who can't watch with peace of mind is Nao himself.

She shrank behind the ghost king and quietly revealed one eye. Seeing that the female ghost wanted to swallow Mo Yiyou, she couldn't help but exclaimed: "No! You will be out of your wits!"

As for whether the female ghost heard her cry, it is unknown.

The only thing that everyone present could know was that after she shouted this sentence, Mo Yiyou smiled and withdrew his hand.

And the mahjong scattered on the ground in front of her pushed away to both sides, as if a path had been cleared by someone.

The woman's body was at the end of the road, and the skin quickly dried up and wrinkled, completely losing moisture.

Mo Yimo walked up to the ghost king, he couldn't see what was inside the so-called barrier, and he didn't know what Mo Yiyou did just now.

But after seeing the woman's mummy, he knew it in his heart.

"Young Master." At this moment, Huai An came up behind him and whispered, "I'll wait for you at the door."

Mo Yimo nodded, feeling the breath disappearing behind him, he turned his face slightly, and couldn't find Huai An and Xu Jia from the corner of his eye.

"You used to work for Xingding, didn't you just do this kind of thing?" Ghost King didn't intend to say anything about what he saw, but asked Nao slightly surprised.

"Of course not." Before Naxu could speak, Mo Yimo had already answered: "Our philosophy is completely different from that of Xingding."

"Hmm." The ghost king made an expression of sudden understanding: "Is that why the family was separated?"

It wasn't until he looked dissatisfied with Shang Mo Yimo that he gestured with his hand and asked, "I mean, you left here because of this?"

Mo Yimo didn't speak, but nodded silently, with undisguised impatience between his brows and eyes.

He looked at Mo Yiyou who was not far away, but handed the yellow toilet paper to the Ghost King: "Take it."

"What?" Ghost King seemed a little wary of this piece of paper, which was less than the size of a palm.

"Seal the ghost paper." Mo Yimo was too lazy to explain, and raised his hand to give it to the ghost king.

Are you kidding me?Give him something like this?

The ghost king naturally avoided contact and said, "Take it back!"

Mo Yimo glanced at him, as if he suddenly remembered something, his expression was a little unnatural, so he handed the ghost paper to Naxu: "Take it."

"Young master, do I need to seal ghosts?" Nasu showed a surprised expression: "But..."

"If she is still entangled after a while, she may even force her to stay." Mo Yimo looked at the Ghost King for a while, and then sighed: "You just stick this paper on Mr. Xu's forehead."

"..." Ghost King and Nao were a little silent.

The two of them looked at each other, as if confirming the feasibility of this approach.

"I don't know what your real body is." Mo Yimo said to the ghost king, "It's the first time I've seen a ghost that can be highly compatible with the physical body in so many years."

The ghost king shrugged, not thinking it was a compliment: "So?"

"Put this piece of paper on your forehead and forcefully seal you into your body." Mo Yimo explained helplessly: "As far as your fit with the body is concerned, then no one will be able to pull you out."

"Could you be thinking..." The ghost king probably guessed what he meant: "Would that young lady agree? Wouldn't she force me to stay like Uncle Tao?"

"Mr. Xu Ziyu is my client." Mo Yimo shook his head: "She will not make things difficult for my client."

This relationship is a bit complicated, and it seems that I can't figure it out for a while.

The ghost king nodded indifferently, took a deep breath, and then exhaled slowly: "I just ask to leave quickly."

Too much time has passed, and he doesn't want to continue to stay here meaninglessly.

If he hadn't been too impatient just now, he wouldn't have let that woman seek her own death.

If this continues, he may rush out here recklessly, even if it will hurt countless innocent lives.

There was no one around Cheng Moxun to take care of her, and the woman named Aman wondered if she would play pranks again.

Or, something else came to the door.

The thought is deeply disturbing.

At the same time, in a hotel room.

Ruan Ruan and the puppet bear exhausted their strength to forcefully drag Cheng Moxun into the room.

The little guy's face was covered with beads of sweat. She collapsed on the ground and kept moving her two little hands: "I'm so tired! Dad, what are you doing?"

The subject being questioned is shrunk inside the puppet bear, and is struggling to close the door at the moment.

"Well, Dad, aren't you tired?" Seeing this, Ruan Ruan could only get up and go forward to help.

The Muppet Bear shook his head.

Although its body is weak and weak, its soul is still a grown man after all, and it can still do things like moving a body.

It's just that after being destroyed by Xingding, the soul was seriously damaged. After Cheng Moxun was dragged into the door, it seemed to have no strength.

"Father is amazing! Ah... what are we going to do now?" Ruan Ruan blinked her big eyes and walked into the depths of the room belatedly.