Lose 100 million today

Murong Yi returned home.

"Hubby, are you back?" Tang Yiyue was wearing home clothes and a facial mask: "Didn't you say you would be late?"

Murong Yi's face turned pale: "Yiyue, I received a text message."

"What's wrong with you?" Tang Yiyue noticed something was wrong with Murong Yi: "What text message?"

Murong Yi only felt that his hands and feet were cold. He touched it several times before taking out the phone.

Tang Yiyue took the phone suspiciously.

It's a bank transfer, but the content above...

[Difu Bank] Your account with the last number 8907 received a transfer of 1,000, and the transferee is: Qiao Chuzheng.

The three words Qiao Chuzheng were enough to scare Tang Yiyue.

She threw away her phone: "Husband...is...is this a prank?"

She is dead!

"Itsuki, Itsuki..."

Murong Yi pointed at the TV, where handwriting was slowly appearing.

--I'm back.

"ah!"

Tang Yiyue screamed so much that her mask fell off.

After Chu Zheng finished scaring Tang Yiyue and Murong Yi, she hid her merit and fame and slowly left the community.

As soon as she drifted out of the community, she bumped into the female ghost at the reception.

Chuzheng floated to the left, and she also floated to the left.

Chuzheng floated to the right, and she followed it to the right.

Chuzheng stopped: "What are you doing?"

The female ghost looked very calm at this time, without a ferocious appearance, just like an ordinary girl, but her face was a little pale.

"You are Chuzheng."

"Um."

"Do you know the Ghost King is chasing you?"

"Ghost King?" Chuzheng thought for a moment: "I don't know any Ghost King." Why are you chasing me?

The female ghost said: "You killed a female ghost that the ghost king liked very much."

Chuzheng: "Yes?"

Female ghost: "Sister Jiaojiao."

Sister Jiaojiao?

On the day when Chu Zheng's memory was brought back to the ghost market, she did kill a ghost, but she was the first to cause trouble. She just fought back legitimately and chose the method of getting rid of it once and for all.

She has not been in contact with other ghosts recently and spends most of her time alone.

The Ghost King probably didn't find her, but the news still got out.

"What does it have to do with you?"

"I'll help you negotiate peace with the Ghost King, and you do me a favor." The female ghost said.

"Since you can make peace with the Ghost King, it would be better to ask him to help directly. Why bother looking for me again." Chuzheng refused coldly: "No."

It's a scam when you hear it.

Think I'm stupid!

Can you believe what ghosts say?

The first zheng floated outward.

The female ghost didn't expect Chuzheng to refuse so simply, and said with some reluctance: "The ghost king is not that easy to deal with."

"I can."

"Do you know how many evil ghosts the Ghost King has under his command? You won't get any benefit at all from a head-on confrontation with him."

"Um."

That's my business too.

Don't even think about digging a hole for me!

I won't jump!

No matter what the female ghost said, Chuzheng just refused to agree.

"If you regret it, come find me." The female ghost dropped these words and disappeared into the night.

Chuzheng walked forward aimlessly.

Three minutes later.

She was standing in a hotel room.

Xia Han was lying on the bed.

Chuzheng suddenly appeared, his eyes brightened slightly, and he sat up immediately: "Little beauty, are you here to see me?"

Chuzheng: "..."

Can this weakling stop thinking about her so much? There are so many things to think about in this world, why should you miss her! !

"I just thought of you and you came." Xia Han jumped out of bed and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "Does this mean we have a tacit understanding?"

"It doesn't count."

Chuzheng sat on the sofa and was so angry.

Why does she have to be so pitiful!

Xia Han sat down and said, "Little beauty, I still don't know your name after so long?"

Chuzheng hugged herself and didn't want to talk.

She wanted to be quiet.

"Little beauty?"

"Little beauty, are you tired? I'll give you my bed to sleep on." Xia Han generously gave up his bed.

"Chu Zheng." Chu Zheng said coldly.

"Chu Zheng... it sounds so nice." Xia Han smiled: "My name is Xia Han, Xia from summer, Han from ice."

"Don't talk." Chuzheng pointed to the bed: "Go to bed."

"I want to tell you..."

Chu Zheng glanced over, Xia Han pursed her lower lip and climbed onto the bed.

He lay on the bed and looked at Chu Zheng with his head sideways.

"Senior brother, they didn't catch that ghost. That female ghost is very powerful." Xia Han said in a very soft voice, "Can you not leave?"

"You're scared?"

"Yeah." Xia Han said, "She is so fierce."

Chuzheng: "..." A real man is afraid of a hammer!

"If I get caught by her, I might not be able to see you." Xia Han added, "I don't want to lose sight of you."

"You said such things to a strange ghost?" Chuzheng's cold voice circulated in the room.

"I don't know why, I just think you are very nice and want to get close to you." Xia Han paused: "I won't say such things to other ghosts, I don't like them..."

Growing up, I saw countless ghosts.

But she was the only one who gave herself such a feeling.

Chuzheng responded thoughtfully. The reason was probably because of the broken ghost contract...

Chu Zheng turned off the light, and the room fell into darkness. There was a rustling sound on the other side of the bed, and Xia Han's breathing gradually calmed down.

Chuzheng lay on the sofa and looked at the bright moon outside the window.

I don't know how long it took, but Chuzheng stood up, left the room, and floated into the next room.

The young man was seriously injured, and his braided senior brother was accompanying him.

Chuzheng held back her breath and floated to the bedside quietly. She lowered her head and glanced at the young man.

A ray of yin energy overflowed from her fingertips and entered the young man's wound.

After Chuzheng finished, she went back to the next door.

The next day when Xia Han woke up, he heard that the young man's wound had worsened and he had to go back to Taokong Mountain.

Xia Han subconsciously looked at Chu Zheng. Yesterday, his senior brother said that it was stable and nothing serious. How could it get worse?

The old god Chuzheng was there, acting like I didn’t know anything.

There was still a female ghost that had not been caught, so the long-braided senior brother could only ask a nearby fellow disciple to pick him up and send the young man back.

"Little beauty, are you leaving?"

Chuzheng shook her head indifferently.

Why go?

Can I leave?

Before Xia Han spoke, Chuzheng threatened him: "Be quiet, or I'll leave."

Xia Han covered his mouth and nodded, his clear eyes sparkling with joy.

In the afternoon, Xia Han followed the long-braided senior brother to the boss's house.

"Little beauty, senior brother seems not to be able to see you."

"Yeah." Chuzheng followed casually: "Only you can see it."

Xia Han was stunned for a moment.

Only he can see...

Only him...

"Xia Han, what are you muttering about?" Senior Brother Long Braid turned back and said, "Walk faster."

Xia Han responded and trotted to follow.

The boss fell ill when he came back yesterday and is now lying in bed, feeling very weak.

"Master Tian, ​​have you caught that ghost?"

The braided senior brother said: "Mr. Jiang, I hope you can tell me truthfully what you have done and why you got into trouble with such an evil spirit."

"Just catch her, why are you asking?" Mr. Jiang frowned: "I asked you to come here just to catch her."

"Mr. Jiang, if you can't tell the truth, then you can only ask someone else."

Mr. Jiang's eyes widened slightly. How many people had he invited?

The Heavenly Masters in Taokong Mountain are very powerful, and you have to rely on connections to find them. Mr. Jiang finally asked a friend to invite them, so of course he couldn't let Senior Brother Long Braid leave.