Remembering Tanzhou's instructions, Ah Da called out to Jiujiu just after dawn.

Jiujiu slept late last night, still a little dazed while half asleep, he rubbed his eyes, focused his gaze on Ada, paused before saying: "Ada, good morning."

"Good morning, Jiujiu." Ah Da responded politely, and then took out the booklet that was originally used to cushion the tea table from behind, "The master said that you need to practice."

"So early?" Jiujiu woke up suddenly, turned to look out the window, only to see that the sky was still foggy and blue, and the sun hadn't even come out yet.

"Well, the best plan for a day is in the morning." Ah Da nodded, pointing to the street downstairs, "Look."

At this moment, the street is still a little deserted, but there are already several old people standing beside the green trees. They seem to be practicing some kind of kung fu, sticking to the tree and hitting back and forth.

"Ah!" Jiujiu suddenly jumped out of bed and urged, "Then let's go."

When the husband comes back, he must practice the exercises well, and then he will be able to pass the slippers to the husband!

At the same time, Tanzhou, far away in Province Y, also got up early.

Province Y is like spring all year round. Even in midsummer, you still need to add an extra coat to keep warm in the morning.

"Just wait at the hotel." Hua Li had already put on his outfit for entering the mountain, and said to Tanzhou without looking back, "That place is not far away, and you can come back before evening."

Esprit stood beside him, nodding to Tanzhou in agreement.She had another nightmare last night, and now her eyes are black and blue, and she is not looking good.

"Be careful." Tanzhou stood up and sent them out of the room. Just as he was about to sit down, he felt something was wrong.

Although the weather is cold, but the doors and windows in the room are closed, why do you still feel the temperature keeps dropping?

He paused, looked around, and finally settled on Esprit's suitcase.Last night, Esprit was afraid of running into ghosts again, and suggested that everyone book a suite. He and Hua Li slept on the big bed outside, and Esprit lived in a small cubicle in the suite. The cubicle was a bit narrow, so her luggage had to be packed put it outside.

Tanzhou frowned, hesitated again and again, and walked towards her suitcase.

Esprit had used the suitcase in the morning, and it was not locked at the moment.

Tanzhou easily opened the box, but found something unexpected in the box—an old-fashioned wedding dress.

"Is she not Yaojiang at all?" Tanzhou stood up suddenly, his face became more gloomy, "Ghost Jiang."

He has been in the industry for many years, and it's not that he has never seen a ghost drop, but most of the ghost drops are people manipulating Gumantong to harm others.But Esprit was different, she didn't find a ghost around her at all except that she was overly cloudy.

Thinking about it now, the manipulator behind this ghost drop is not necessarily a human being, but more likely a powerful ghost with deep knowledge. The ghosts called are different each time, so no ghosts can be seen around Esprit.

The reason for the decline was nothing more than wanting her to die and marry her.

Thinking of this, Tanzhou's heart tightened, and he rushed out of the room.

Li Gui has a lot of obsessions, if he sees that Si Jie has other men around him, he might do something unfavorable to Hua Li!

***

Jiujiu couldn't cross his legs, so he just read the words in the book over and over again following Ah Da, and then made a few gestures, during which he flashed to the waist because of his clumsy movements.

Seeing him huddled in the corner of the sofa with an aggrieved face, Ah Da had no choice but to poke him with a small paper hand: "Jiu Jiu, eat meat at noon."

"Really?" Jiujiu turned his head tearfully and begged, "Ada, I still want to eat ice cream and a big watermelon!"

Ah Da was taken aback, but finally nodded.

"As long as you can pick up a spoon, ice cream, and two bowls."

Jiujiu immediately became motivated, practiced several times according to the content in the book, and finally picked up the small vase on the coffee table.

However, he didn't think enough, the vase slipped from his hand within two seconds of lifting it, and fell to pieces.

"Hmm..." Jiujiu scratched his head, looked down at the broken vase, a little ashamed, "What should I do? These are my husband's favorite fake flowers."

"Sir, you haven't come back yet, you can buy it again." Ah Da bent down, trying to pick up the pieces, but the pieces were too sharp, and directly cut off his little paper arm.

"Ada, your arm is broken!" Jiujiu's eyes widened, and he was anxiously wandering back and forth, "What should I do, what should I do?"

"Don't worry." Ah Da said slowly, "There is glue upstairs, which can stick it together."

Hearing this, Jiujiu flew upstairs in an instant.

When he came down again, he had several bottles of water in his hand.

No way, he is still an ignorant fish, and he can't tell what kind of water is glue.

"Blue bottle." Ah Da pointed to the smallest bottle in his arms.

Jiujiu hastily put down the other bottles, lying on the ground at the height of Ada, carefully sticking his hand.

It was the first time for Jiujiu to paste paper, and it took a long time to stick Ada's hand straight.

On the contrary, Ada waved his hands very well. His body is too fragile, and his arms and legs are broken every now and then. Now he is used to it. If the plastic surgery did not affect his actions, he would really like to have plastic surgery for himself.

"Are you feeling better?" Jiujiu was still worried, "Will it hurt?"

"No." Ah Da waved his hand, "You posted it very well."

Seeing Ah Da back to normal, Jiujiu breathed a sigh of relief, touched his head gently with his hand, and said worriedly: "Be careful in the future, don't touch anything!"

"Jiujiu." Ah Da tilted his head, pinching Jiujiu's hand with his short hand, "You can touch things now."

Jiujiu looked down at the big pile of water that he had just carried down, and nodded vigorously in surprise: "Yes, I can touch things!"

So, after losing a vase and another crack on Ah Da's arm, Jiujiu finally learned how to touch things in the Yang world.

That night, when a ghost and a paper man were discussing about buying a new vase, Tanzhou returned home unexpectedly, followed by two men.

"Sir, are you back?" Jiujiu felt guilty and offered to hand Tanzhou slippers, but couldn't help but look curiously at the stranger behind him, "Why is Miss Miss missing?"

"She's fine." Tanzhou rubbed his brows, seemingly upset.

"Didn't someone lower her head?" Jiujiu shook her head in doubt.

"She is a ghost descendant." Tanzhou simply explained, "That ghost wanted to have a yin relationship with her, that's why he wanted to kill her."

"Ah?" Jiujiu was stunned, "Then why is she okay?"

"Because that ghost fell in love with someone else." Tan Zhou glanced at Hua Li beside him, only feeling a headache.

Jiujiu followed his gaze, but raised it to meet the man beside Hua Li.

This man has dark skin, deep-set eye sockets, sharp brows, and looks like he is not easy to provoke.The most frightening thing was that he still had a bald head, standing under the light at this time, it was dazzling.

Jiujiu couldn't help shivering twice, thinking of Sijie's image of a beauty in ancient costume, he couldn't help sighing, this ghost's aesthetics are quite jumping...

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