death is your ghost

The man in black brought the blue candlelight in front of him charmingly, and accidentally touched the bridge of his nose.

"Fuck." He cursed in a low voice.Chi Yue quickly transferred the fire in his hand, and said worriedly: "What, it's burning."

The excruciating pain came and went quickly, and Chi Yue touched Mo Han's bridge of nose with a hand that was lower than normal temperature, instantly relieving the burning sensation.

Mo Han glanced at Lan Zhe who was scared to death downstairs. Fortunately, the grandson lost his soul and didn't notice him, otherwise he would have given up halfway.

Mo Han cleared his throat and said, "I think you should be very clear about what you did, do you want me to speak out for you?"

Lanzhe's hair was soaked with sweat, as if it had been washed in water.He was trembling, but still never mentioned that matter: "I don't know, and I don't know who you are, you want to scare me, there's no way."

Hey... Why can't the bad guys always be more honest when they are threatened, and they have to spend more time persecuting them? It's really troublesome.

Mo Han turned his head a little to the left, and Chi Yue understood it, and extinguished the jumping flames.They stole this blue tinder from the kitchen of the orphanage, got some carbon monoxide, put it into an iron pipe, and made it into an artificial gas lighter, using the advantage of Chi Yue's ghost to create a terrifying and supernatural phenomenon.

But who would have thought that after making so much effort, it seemed to scare Lan Zhe on the surface, but unexpectedly he refused to admit it, that is, he refused to talk about the matter between him and Fu Yanyuan, and he was really no different from a coward.

In this case, don't blame me for being rude, Mo Han said inwardly, the one who made you move is my friend.

He dragged his black cloak and came down from the stairs. Chi Yue walked beside him with a wooden stake. Every time Mo Han went down a flight of stairs, he would hit the counter with a wooden stake hard, making a deafening, heart-wrenching sound.

Lan Zhe hid back in fear, tripped over the coffee table, and fell on his back, but he didn't stop, propped his arms, and Kun stepped back with his legs.

"Aren't you afraid? Because you have a guilty conscience, you dare not speak out, and you are also afraid of retribution, aren't you?" Mo Han said sharply at the end, and the moment it stopped, the crystal chandelier on the top of the hall fell from a high place with a loud bang , hitting Lan Zhe's feet.

Lan Zhe kicked his legs wildly, Zhang panic screamed.

Holding the wooden stake, Chi Yue easily smashed the crystal lamp back, and put it on his shoulder, like looking at a poor ant, and gave him a contemptuous look.

Mo Han smiled coldly, and looked back at Chi Yue. Chi Yue took the order and led him to move in front of Lan Zhe in an instant.

Lan Zhe shrank like a rabbit, and Mo Han whispered in his ear: "Do you not believe that there are ghosts in this world, so you are not afraid of me? But let me tell you, there are many things you don't know You, Lan Zhe, shirk responsibility when things happen, dare to act but dare not be a real man, shrink back, submissive, and hurt a person who would rather give up his dream for you, you are really good at it! Fucking good at it!"

Mo Han was a little emotional, and Chi Yue patted him on the back to comfort him, feeling that he wasn't worth it for others' mistakes.

"You know, how do you know, you are not a ghost at all, you are human." Lan Zhe shouted.

Mo Han stared fiercely, Chi Yue stepped forward and grabbed Lan Zhe by the neck, and lifted him into the air. From the outside, Lan Zhe was controlled by an invisible force, unable to break free.

"You don't have to believe it, but I can exist. Since you don't know how to repent, I advise you not to turn off the lights when you go to bed, and don't hold the baby and call you mother..."

Mo Han blinked, Chi Yue fell off Lan Zhe, picked up his wife and slipped away.

The lights on the first and second floors came back on, and Lan Zhe was still in shock.At this time, the ticking doorbell sounded again outside the door, and then the lights on the first and second floors went out again. After a while, the lights were turned on again, the doorbell rang again, and the lights went out again... and so on until four in the morning. At five o'clock, Lan Zhe was so frightened that he passed away.

……

Later, Lan Zhe's parents came to the school to go through the transfer procedures in dismay, and the principal tried to persuade them with good words, but they still failed to keep this golden mountain.

Ye Xiaye was stuffed in the dark, and wondered how she transferred to another school, and a gossip next to him said: "I heard that Lan Zhe is lying in the hospital now, waking up, talking nonsense as soon as he wakes up. There are ghosts, probably because I was scared stupid by watching ghost movies."

Ye Xiaye almost spat out his breakfast: "Isn't this grandson sick? He's okay to watch some kind of ghost movie. I can't think about it like that."

"Who knows, you fool." A passer-by commented.

"Fuck, son of a bitch, come here, the Superwoman is calling." Someone shouted at the top of their voice.

"Come on, shit, can you fucking stop calling me in public!"

"Okay, sister, come here."

……

Passers-by stepped on the whirlwind and ran away. Mo Han put his pockets in his pocket and said with a chuckle, "I did it."

Ye Xiaye rubbed her head angrily: "Ah? What you...wait, what did you do?" Ye Xiaye stuck her head out of the railing and glanced at the school, listening to the car and saying goodbye to the principal. Lan Zhe's parents pointed at Mo Han and said, "You scared Lan Zhe?"

"why?"

Mo Han took a deep breath and forced out the suffocation in his chest: "Yanyuan dropped out of school not because of cheating, but because of him."

Ye Xiaye didn't understand, what is this and what, is there any connection between the two?

"Yanyuan and Lanzhe are together, and they like each other... No, it should be a one-way contribution. The school found out about the two, and Lanzhe put all the blame on Yanyuan."

Ye Xiaye gasped when he heard that, he punched this damn beast on the wall: "Why didn't you scare him to death, this bastard is not as good as a pig or a dog."

"Don't ruin the reputation of the pig and dog world, he doesn't deserve it."

A lowly son who is fighting for power and wealth, is so scared by ghosts that he doesn't even know his parents, a coward, a coward, it is right that Yan Yuan didn't continue with him, and this kind of person may not be reliable in the future.

No responsibility, no courage.

Mo Han quietly looked at the halo that was blocked in the depths of the sky, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get rid of it. The thick white clouds accumulated, and there was no possibility of shining.

Chi Yue propped his head up and looked at his wife, carefully and gently kissed him on the forehead.

During the day, the wind was warm and the sun was warm, but Mo Han still felt a light touch on his forehead, and then he showed a smile rippling in the spring breeze.

He suddenly wanted to understand one thing, if a person really loves you, even if the sky is covered with dark clouds, even if gossip is covered with bruises, even if he becomes a ghost, he will protect you.

The blue sky does not have the sunshine of the sun, it is deep in darkness, and it will also be your sun.

Mo Han took out a candy from his pocket, it was a new product from the small shop at the door.He quietly stretched his hand behind his back and spread it out. Chi Yue took a look, his mouth seemed to be stuffed with honey, and it bloomed sweetly.

Small sample, and buy me candy, he thought.

Later, when Mo Han came back from school, he quietly went to Fu Yanyuan's house. The door was closed and the windows were covered with a thick layer of paper; The vegetable cans and the like were still crookedly lying on the ground, and the spider webs took root and sprouted, as if they had been abandoned for a long time.

After asking the neighbors in the neighborhood, I found out that Fu Yanyuan moved with his parents, and left on Sunday.Some of the truths that the neighbors know are like spiky algae sticking out of the water, one-sided and incomplete.

"I heard that his child cheated in the exam, and was named and criticized at the flag-raising meeting today and ordered to drop out of school. My son said it."

Of course Mo Han knew that it was just that the poor were no match for the rich, and the judgment was still for the rich.

There is a row of small purple fruits growing on both sides of the road in Nanshui Street. The fruit is small, and the core takes up more than half. Xiao Ziguo fell down with a clatter. Children like to walk with their heads down, looking for Xiao Ziguo, stomping on each of them, with a bang, laughing and laughing.

Mo Han also likes to step on this little fruit. It makes a crunching sound when he steps on it, and it is very comfortable to hear the crisp and cracking sound. Chi Yue often says that he is naive, and he himself said that naivety is also a kind of memory, unlike some people who grow up corrupted by society.

Chi Yue was unconvinced, and took the opportunity to show him his masculine side, such as beating off ferocious wolf dogs, and gangsters who didn't study or work on the street. He had to teach Mo Han easily. Not a childish ghost who bows his head and steps on fruit.

At that time, Mo Han was cold and not rebellious, and was often troubled by street gangsters. Chi Yue beat up those gangsters in front of him, and then turned around coolly, with the song played by Hong Kong Big Brother when he saw righteousness and bravery fluttering in his heart.

The hero's self-goodness drives him to occupy a larger space than others when he walks.

But later... Chi Yue was extremely unhappy to bring up this past event, especially because it hurt his face.

When Chi Yue was full of spring breeze and thought that he must be an invincible hero in Mo Han's heart, he saw Mo Han beating the gangsters who often blocked him with his bare hands, his nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he still stepped on them with one foot. In the novel, the hidden elder brother is full of sarcasm in his majesty, disdain in sarcasm, and an expression of caring for the mentally retarded in his disdain.

At that time, Chi Yue knew that Mo Han was not a gentleman at all, nor was he a clear stream in the mudslide. He was just a monstrous hooligan who fought with his hands, and all the glorious gangsters could be on the Nanshui Street Billboard.

But just such a hooligan can make Chi Yue love it.

That is to say, Mo Han, if he put his shining points or even the not-so-excellent points on anyone, and copied them completely, Chi Yue would not like it.

Nanshui is a place with countless worlds, but what makes it different is that there are people here who have a good time.

Mo Han walked back to the courtyard at the point where the sun was setting, and saw a glass fall over, almost bouncing himself.

What's the matter, so angry.

A five-year-old girl from the orphanage was crying hysterically, her face covered with tears.

Mo Han walked over and asked strangely, "What's wrong?"

The crying little girl kept hiccupping, and when she raised her hand to wipe her tears, Mo Han saw a lot of red rashes on her hands, densely accumulated together, making goose bumps all over the floor.

At first, Auntie Cook heard the little girl screaming, saying that she was uncomfortable, and her mouth was grievously drawn into a line. Later, the little girl kept scratching her body, and it was bleeding red. Then she felt something was wrong, and found that the girl had a rash. Lots of red rashes.

The little girl was five and a half years old. She had a bad temper and felt uncomfortable. No one cared about her. Angrily, she dropped the water glass that her auntie kindly brought her.

Mo Han looked left and right at the rash on the little girl's body, and judged: "Is it an allergy? What did she eat?"

"I don't know." The cooking aunt was busy going in and out of the kitchen all day, so she couldn't care about these things.

"Where's Aunt Ruan?" Mo Han asked.

"Auntie Ruan is not here today, I don't know where she went."

Mo Han squatted down close to the girl, wanting to see the rash on her hands, but Aunt Cook grabbed her: "Don't touch her, be careful of infection."

"It's okay." Mo Han stared at the red rashes. There was a small blister on each red envelope. It was probably caused by the blisters that caused the little girl to itch all the time.

Probably because of allergies, Mo Han said softly: "It's itchy, does it hurt?"

While sobbing, the girl replied like a kitten: "It hurts a little bit."

"Send it to the hospital." Mo Han said.

"Why don't you wait for Director Cao to come and take a look?" the aunt said.

"Wait, call Director Cao when you get to the hospital."

Mo Han couldn't help but walk out of the courtyard with the little girl on his back, hailed a taxi, and went to the hospital.

The author has something to say:

The story is about to usher in a small climax.

With the unresolved turmoil of declaring war and the threats from the orphanage, Mo Han and Chi Nan are doomed to be abandoned.

In addition, the college entrance examination period is approaching

However, after a small orgasm, there will be sweetness and excitement, so stay tuned