Live ghost hunting: Boss, she raises a ghost king instead

"Go to bed at five o'clock and get up at eight o'clock. The King of Hell calls me to go to the disco."

"Huh? Are you trying to talk nonsense again?" Jiang Buyan once again raised his finger and rested it on the male ghost's forehead, full of threats.

Her patience was limited and she just wanted to understand it as soon as possible so that she could find a way to help him get rid of these grievances.

"Hey! You are so boring." The male ghost pouted and said unhappily: "I stayed up late playing games for a long time. I was so excited that day that I was so excited that I couldn't control my heartbeat and passed away."

Jiang was speechless, this guy really had a knife in his butt and exposed his hand to her.

As a young college student, why not stay up late playing games? All my life was lost to games. As long as I had some self-control, I wouldn't be like this.

"Okay, do you have anything else to ask? I'll go back if you don't want to. Today there is an all-night promotion match in the dormitory next door. I have to go there early to watch." At this time, the male ghost was so anxious that he wanted to fly back to watch the match immediately.

"If you don't change your stubbornness, you might as well be in love!"

"What kind of love brain?" The male ghost wondered, as if he couldn't remember anything about the crazy things he had done before.

Jiang Buyan took out his mobile phone, called up the 404 post, put it in front of the male ghost, and said in a coquettish voice: "Nuo, I'm talking about you."

The male ghost looked down in confusion. He frowned in confusion at first, then showed disgust, and finally turned into anger.

"The person who posted the post must be sick! He's still spreading rumors even though his friend is dead! I know it's impossible even if I think about it, even if I think about it, why are there so many fools out there who still believe it?" Man The ghost yelled angrily, calling him a love brain is simply insulting him!

Jiang Buyan stretched out his hand and scratched his cheek uncomfortably. What should she say?

In fact, she thought it was true when she first heard it?

"No way? You don't believe it, right?" The male ghost noticed her little move with keen eyes and immediately asked.

"Ahem, no, no."

"Real or false?" The male ghost looked at her dubiously, and then asked: "Can you find out the person who posted it and beat him up? Spreading rumors about ghosts simply lacks virtue! Isn't it just bullying me that I can't go to the forum to clarify? !”

"emmm... It's possible, but..."

"If you can do it, what's the point?"

Jiang Buyan smiled mysteriously, and then said, "But you have to be saved by me."

Upon hearing this, the male ghost immediately nodded and replied: "I thought it was a big deal! As long as you help me clarify it, I will immediately let you be saved. Even if I die, my brother must leave his innocence in the world."

"It's a deal. I'll send you a clarification post now to see if it has any effect. I'll go find the person who posted it at dawn."

With the solution in hand, Jiang Buyan immediately took out his cell phone and asked, "Do you have any evidence to prove that you were born a single mother during your lifetime? Or that you just like to play games without a girlfriend?"

"Yes! That's too much!" The male ghost said proudly: "If you play that XX game, I will give you your account number and password later. You can send a screenshot of the game record on the day I died to the forum to prove that I was Wouldn’t it be nice if you were playing games?”

"This is not enough. We need stronger evidence." Jiang Buyan shook his head and said.

The male ghost lowered his head and thought for a long time and said: "Then log in to my social account. There are chat records on it where my parents urged me to find a partner but I refuted it. This can always prove that I am a single mother, right?"

"Yeah! This works!"

As he spoke, Jiang Buyan took out his mobile phone to switch accounts, followed the male ghost's prompts, and logged into his account step by step.

As soon as I logged in, the messages in the account kept flashing, and the message instantly showed 99+.

"Huh? I've been dead for so long, why do I still have so much news? Don't let my buddies miss me. Let me see... it's really..." the male ghost said proudly, and then couldn't wait to He tilted his head to look at the screen.

When he saw the person who sent the message clearly, the smile on his face suddenly froze and he stopped mid-sentence.

On the message page, a bright red 99+ is displayed on an avatar with a lotus flower, and the note is mom.

There is very little other news, except for @all members.

"Then...shall I... click on it and take a look?" Jiang Buyan asked sideways.

The male ghost looked at the screen blankly and sighed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Jiang Buyan lightly clicked on the profile picture and scrolled all the way up, trying to find the first message.

But the male ghost's mother sent so many messages that she rowed for a long time without seeing the end.

"Stop scrolling and start reading from here."

Just when Jiang Buyan was about to check the records directly from the date, the male ghost suddenly stopped him. There was sadness in his eyes and his voice became particularly low.

"Okay." Jiang Buyan followed what he said and started looking through the records from now on.

"If it rains today, remember to wear more clothes and bring an umbrella when you go out."

"Your father and I went grocery shopping today. When we saw the pork ribs you liked, we bought some and made your favorite braised pork ribs. There was a big bowl full."

"Watermelons are cheap today, so I bought two and put them in the refrigerator to make iced watermelons for you two."

"I've tidied your room today and taken out the quilts to dry them until they're soft. You'll have a good night's sleep when you come back."

"Go to bed early today and don't stay up late playing games again. It's not good for your health."

"Your father and I miss you, son..."

These messages were all sent by the male ghost’s mother after his death. They were sent almost every day without interruption. Most of the messages were about three meals a day and some small things. Occasionally, there were a few words about missing him.

It's as if the male ghost has never died...

Jiang Buyan fell silent after reading it. The tip of his nose suddenly felt sore, and his heart felt as if he had been pricked by a needle.

The male ghost was even more heartbroken and burst into tears.

He was so choked that he couldn't speak. During his lifetime, he was always focused on playing games and turned a deaf ear to his parents' concerns. Most of his replies were just simple "um, oh, okay" to deal with it.

Until his death, he never thought about going back to see his parents. Instead, he stayed at school and watched others play games.

Games or family, which one is more important?