Please sign for your missing male ticket [Liao Zhai]

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The door can be opened.But, can't get out.

It's like biting into a sweet peach, only to see half a worm.

...I didn't cry because I was strong inside, let me tell you.

The air seemed to be stagnant, unable to inhale or exhale. The basin of cold water splashed on my head made me dizzy.

Fu Lianfu came in from the door again, I heard him call Qiao Niang, I wanted to answer, but couldn't make a sound.This feeling of falling from the top of the cliff to the bottom of the valley is too uncomfortable.

I thought that I could finally get out of here and find the person I was looking for, but it was an extravagant hope.

Warm feelings came from his body, the body temperature and heartbeat of a living person, transmitted incomparably clearly.I pushed and hugged Fu Lian, and said, "Don't crush my sugar man."

Fu Lian was not pushed away by me, but still lingering around me vaguely, his gentle voice reached my ears, Fu Lian said: "I will find a way to help you out."

"I want to find someone."

"I'll accompany you, let's look together." Fu Lian loosened his arms around me, and met my eyes, Fu Lian said: "Wait for me to come back."

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I don't know where Fu Lian found the sugar figurine master. The sugar figurine he made looks like a miniature version of a real person.Seeing such a good candy man, Qing Qian Lu Nong was reluctant to eat it, and it took him a long time to eat each other's candy man instead.I was a little more qualitative than them, and I kept the sugar figurines for a few days, until the sugar figurines gradually turned black and the handsome white-skinned guy turned into a black-skinned man, and then I took the first bite.

Reluctant to speak, of course there are.

However, it was more of a kind of embarrassment that was ashamed to speak.

If so, where do you start eating?Fu Lian's face?chest?or legs?

...The sugar man is too similar, and sometimes it is not very good.

The black leather man was licked clean by me bite by bite, and the taste in his mouth was just that ordinary maltose flavor.If you evaluate it, the taste is actually not very good.

It's barely edible, it's so sweet, it's too sweet.

With a disgusted face, I slowly sucked the sugar figure down to only the thin stick in the middle.

The thin stick is hollow, it should be a thin stick with both ends empty, but at the end I finished sucking, the end was plugged.I watched it over and over for a while, then pinched the thin stick and broke it into two sections.After breaking it, a very thin roll of paper was exposed.Pull it out and flatten it, and on the scroll, there are nine characters written——

I don’t see you in a day, thinking like crazy.

The stamina of the sugar man who just finished eating suddenly surged, sweet, sweet.

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It's chokingly sweet.

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Fu Lian's intentions have been put on the bright side.

What he meant was that he fell in love with Qiao Niang.That Qiao Niang with big or small breasts, but definitely uneven.

In my eyes, I am a flat-chested guy in women's clothing, but in Fu Lian's eyes, I am a soft girl with maybe big breasts and fat buttocks.

The goods are not on the right board.

The bird singing Hallelujah fell to the ground and turned into a puddle of meat. I looked at the imagined bird mud with mixed feelings.

For Fu Lian, there is definitely something he likes.But in addition to liking, there are other emotions mixed in it.Among them, what cannot be ignored the most is the sense of betrayal towards Brother Tang.

Perhaps it was because of Fu Lian that my feelings for brother Tang gradually became clear.And that kind of feeling is also like it.

To put it bluntly, I like both sides.

The voices and smiles may be different, but what attracts me to them is the same.

In the fourth life, I lived myself not only as a person caught in a whirlwind of emotions, but also as a scumbag.

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Looking at the ancient trees in the courtyard, I couldn't tell whether I expected Fu Lian to come back sooner or later.

It has been ten days since Fu Lian left, and San Niang, who had always been in love with Fu Lian, has also resumed her happy night life of playing the flute every night.Only me, like a lost dog, can't get up to do anything.

"Lovesickness." Qing Qian made a diagnosis as she brought a cup of tuancha to my hand.

I didn't answer Qingqian's words, I just stretched my neck to the teacup and took a sip of the tea, taking a sip of the spice flavor.

"The inferior tuan tea is mixed with some spices, Qiao Niang, why do you like this kind of tea?" Qing Qian said and refilled my cup, I couldn't answer Qing Qian's question.

When I was living in the 21st century, although I didn't drink any good tea, I still drank green tea, black tea, oolong tea, and all kinds of tea.Those teas are not happy to add spices to the tea, what you drink is the original taste of tea.I don't like to drink those mellow teas, but I didn't expect that I fell in love with spiced ones after time travelling.

Taste obsessed.

Qing Qian didn't expect me to give her an answer, she left the house after she finished speaking, and the task of continuing the tea fell on Lu Nong's shoulders.After refilling my cup with the teapot tilted, Lu Nong put the teapot down, sat opposite me and said, "Qiaoniang once saw Sanniang's face in the mirror."

I blinked my eyes when I heard Lu Nong's words, and then I remembered that.

After Lu Nong mentioned such a sentence, there was no more to say. I sat up straight and held the cup to signal for Lu Nong to continue talking. got up."

Because, then, here I am.

In other words, Qiao Niang is dead.

I was so frightened by the sequel I wrote, my hands shook, and the tea in the cup spilled on me.Regardless of the spilled tea, I moved my gaze up to the night sky.

The sky is full of stars, which is different from the night when I went to the street in my previous two lives.

think too much.

Desperately put the teacup on the table, looking at the clothes that seemed to be incontinent, I sent away Lu Nong who was going to help me change, and went to search for a replacement.

In the closet, the straight train that had been burned once was still on top of the pile of clothes.No matter how I stuff it in the house, in the courtyard, or even throw it out of the courtyard, it will always appear in the closet and on the pile of clothes lingeringly, as if reminding me that the person who created this cage Mao Yu, always there.

... The husband Qiaoniang married was also extremely perverted.

I randomly pulled out a piece of clothing and changed it on. After I packed it up, I saw a section of thread was drawn on the chest of this clothing.The needlework dustpan was at hand, I took the scissors and cut it with a snap, the thread broke, and Fu Lian who appeared on the old tree fell straight down just like the broken thread.

Before the exclamation in his mouth could be heard, Fu Lian stretched out his legs and tapped a tree in mid-air to stabilize his figure, and finally landed firmly on the ground.

Unsurprisingly.

Fu Lian was obviously taken aback. After landing, he still had a surprised expression on his face. It took a long time before he calmed down.Xiao Pao went to the courtyard to take Fu Lian's burden, I saw the rarely calm look on Fu Lian's face, and smiled unkindly.

The atmosphere is just as the night is getting darker. Under this situation, what is the first sentence that two people who share the same mind will say when they meet again after a long absence?

The answer was: What will happen if the ghost is injured.

Fu Lian's nonsensical words kept me confused for a moment, and then I followed his question and gave an answer.

People bleed, ghosts shed their souls.Based on my experience in my previous life, this is the answer I can give.

Upon hearing this, Fu Lian said something irrelevant.

"It's fine with you."

……What's the meaning?

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After the fancy compliments, Fu Lian finally switched back to the normal channel.He didn't talk to me about what he had seen and heard in the past few days in the courtyard, he just let me enter the house with him first.

After closing the door and windows, Fu Lian finished all these mysteriously, then sat down at the table, and said in a deep voice, "Mao Yu is dead."

The days Fu Lian left, just as I guessed, was to find a way for me to leave the haunted house.The first person Fu Lian went to was the Mao family.All the signs indicated that Mao Yu was the culprit of all this.But it wasn't until Fu Lian went to Mao's house that he found out that Mao Yu had died not long after Qiaoniang's death.

After Mao Yu's death, the Mao family wanted to bury Mao Yu and Qiaoniang together, but when they dug up Qiaoniang's grave, the Mao family discovered that Qiaoniang's tomb was actually an empty tomb.

The tombstone is there, the coffin is there, the bones are gone.

The Mao family felt that this was unlucky, so they didn't have a joint burial, so they hurriedly joined Qiao Niang's tomb and left.As for Mao Yu's cemetery, another location was naturally chosen.

After listening to the ghost story, the problem came naturally.

If this ghost house was created by Mao Yu, then why did this ghost house not disperse after he died?If this ghost house was instigated by Mao Yu but faked by someone else, then with Mao Yu's sinister temper, why didn't he meet Qiao Niang here after his death?

Or, there is someone else who made this haunted house, who is that?And for what?Also, where did Qiao Niang's body go?

No solution.

Problems are piled up in a pile and cannot be clearly understood.

Fu Lian and I looked at each other for a while, then changed the subject.Fu Lian expressed curiosity about the person I mentioned, and expressed his willingness to help me find that person before I got out of trouble.

I looked at Fu Lian with a sincere expression, as if I saw a pitiful little daughter-in-law.

The little daughter-in-law looked at me pitifully, waiting for me to describe to him the main characteristics of the person I was looking for in detail.I looked at Fu Lian who didn't understand what was going on, and felt my conscience was bleeding.

It's not human to just think about two boats.

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But I am a ghost.

Brazen ghost.

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After pondering over my words, I said to Fu Lian: "I don't know the age, appearance, or location of the person I want to find. But I know one characteristic of him. When looking for someone, you have to look for them based on their characteristics?"

Fu Lian was very supportive and said yes when I raised this question.

I cleared my throat and started talking. "Actually, I've only heard about this characteristic on him, and I haven't seen it with my own eyes. That's all I say, and that's all you hear. Don't take it too seriously."

Fu Lian nodded, indicating that he would not be serious.

I also made all the preliminary preparations that could be done, and then, I tried to use euphemistic and subtle language to describe the characteristics I know to Fu Lian.After hearing this, Fu Lian stared at me for a long time, probably because he was shocked by my sudden soaring car.After the silence, Fu Lian asked, "What is the name of the person you are looking for?"

"Ma Youtang and Wang Lan. He has used these two names before. As for his current name, I don't know. He...has lost his memory. He can't remember what he did when he was Ma Youtang and Wang Lan."