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[It is an object to attract evil. ] Seeing Fang Xia staring at the bronze eagle, Fu Jin spoke to him.

"Huh? The meaning of the eagle spreading its wings is very good, why did it attract evil?" Fang Xia shook the eagle's keychain and asked back.

[But you don't feel well. ] Fu Jin's eyes fell on Fang Xia's eyebrows, the crease had not yet stretched, [You have a great talent in mysterious arts, you can trust your intuition. ]

"I thought it was my illusion." It is quite difficult for a person who has been in the materialistic team for a long time to switch to idealism in a short period of time.As Fang Xia said, he put the keychain in the palm of his hand, looked at it over and over again, and finally didn't see anything tricky, "But it looks like an ordinary keychain..."

[It has been cast with the spell of attracting evil, or it has been disguised by something of its own evil nature. ] Fu Jin looked out the window, with a hint of coolness in his voice, [When a person wants to murder another person, he can always think of many ways to cover it up. ]

"Show it to Geng Shudan and the others later." Fang Xia put away the keychain, stuffed it into her pocket, took out a candy from the other pocket, stood up and handed it to Fu Jin, it was hot and sour last night Fen's boss sent it, "Candy?"

Fu Jin withdrew his gaze from the window, looked down at the candy Fang Xia handed him, and was slightly dazed.

It's just an ordinary mint candy. Some restaurants will put a plate at the front desk for customers to pick up. It's a very cheap candy.What surprised Fu Jin was not the candy itself, but Fang Xia's act of giving candy.This behavior is exactly the same as that chubby little guy who left him a melted toffee on the beauty's bed 20 years ago.Even the way he looked at him didn't change, his eyes reflected him, but he clumsily concealed his concern, as if going back in time, overlapping with that chubby little guy 20 years ago.

Fu Jin felt as if her heart had been scalded by something, it didn't hurt, but the warmth could not stop spreading from there. He probably had the same feeling 20 years ago, but he didn't have time to feel it carefully at that time, and it disappeared with the little meat ball bouncing away.

He may have felt this kind of feeling when he was alive, but it was too far away, and there were countless rises and falls of dynasties in between, and he can't remember it clearly.So—he didn't know, in this case, what reaction he should make was the correct one.However, before he thought of it, his hand had already stretched out in a mysterious way, trying to catch the candy that was handed to him.

Fu Jin's hand was fair and slender, with very light lines on the palm, clear knuckles on the fingers, flat nails, and the fingertips seemed to be shining. This is a very beautiful hand.Fang Xia has always thought that her hands are very good-looking, and they are not inferior to those hand models, but now compared with the hand in front of her, she feels dwarfed by comparison.

If Fu Jin were to become a hand model, the level of the hand model industry would probably be directly raised by a rank.While Fang Xia was thinking about it, he put the candy into Fu Jin's hand, and then——

Then, with a click, the mint candy passed through Fu Jin's palm and fell on the floor beside Fang Xia's feet.

Fang Xia: "..."

Fu Jin: "..."

Suddenly, an inexplicable embarrassment filled the air.

After being quiet for a while, Fang Xia licked the corner of her lips and said, "Then what, I forgot..."

Accidentally forgot that Fu Jin was a ghost and had no entity at all, so he just put candy on it.

Fang Xia scratched his head in embarrassment.

However, he accidentally forgot, and Fu Jin seemed to have forgotten too.Before he gave Fu Jin something, Fu Jin would not reach out to take it, because he knew very well that he could not touch it.This was the first time Fu Jin reached out to pick up something he gave, so he put it on very carelessly, and finally fell to the ground.

Fu Jin glanced at her empty palm, then retracted her hand, lowered her eyes, landed on the mint candy on the ground, and said to Fang Xia in a low voice: [Candy... put it in your place first. ]

He usually flips through books to fetch things, which are controlled by condensed Yin Qi. Facing Fang Xia, he subconsciously puts away the Yin Qi in his body, and Tang can't catch it.But it's not convenient for him to carry this candy around. After all, ordinary people don't have the ability to see ghosts. In their eyes, doing that is like a candy floating in the air.

Fang Xia bent down, picked up the mint candy on the ground, and looked up at Fu Jin in surprise.

"Do you like candy?" Fang Xia has never seen Fu Jin reach out to any food, let alone ask him to keep something for him. Today, a candy has both. It should be quite like it. , will there be such a performance?

[Should like it. ] After a slight pause, Fu Jin replied.And the moment the words came out, even he himself didn't realize that there was a slight softness in his eyes.

Fang Xia, who casually stuffed the candy he picked up into his pocket, didn't notice the slight change in Fu Jin's eyes.

"I'll buy you a big glass jar later and help you store candies in it. All kinds of candies from all over the world." Fang Xia said to Fu Jin while looking around the room, making sure there was nothing special After getting some clues, he walked out, "Do you have anything else you like? Just say it, you're welcome, and you're not an outsider."

[...I'll tell you when I think about it. ] Fu Jin followed Fang Xia out of the guest room, looked at the little braid on the back of his head, and followed his movements of looking around, shaking it lively back and forth, [Do you have the habit of giving candy to others? ]

That time 20 years ago, today's time, the reason why Fang Xia gave him candy is obvious.He realized that he was in a bad mood, so he used this method to care about him - this person is obviously a careless person, but he is exceptionally sensitive to other people's emotions.However, does this person give candy to anyone who is in a bad mood?Fu Jin didn't know what was going on in her mind, and couldn't help but want to find out about Fang Xia's behavior.

"Huh? Habit? You're right to say it's a habit!" Fang Xia walked to the door of the next room, held the doorknob and turned it, but didn't turn it, feeling stuck, "It was developed when my mother was still alive. A habit. Once I saw her crying, I gave her a candy, and she laughed. After that, every time I saw her unhappy, I would give her a candy, and she would always smile at me. When I was a child Probably thought it was a cheer-up magic trick and got used to it."

Fang Xia exerted a little effort, and finally turned the jammed doorknob, pushed hard, and the door was opened.

"Of course, I don't just give candy to anyone who is unhappy. I also liked candy when I was a kid, but I can't bear to give it away."

Fu Jin felt his mood suddenly relax.

"After my mother passed away, I've only sent off my master and senior brothers a few times. But I won't do that when I grow up... Uh..." Fang Xia fell silent when he said this—he just sent them off. Fu Jin candy, he still kept that candy in his pocket for Fu Jin.

This habit of giving candy, he really changed it when he entered the rebellious period.At that time, he had a sudden "epiphany" and felt that it was a stupid behavior for him to give candy, which would damage his image of a cool street prodigal son.After that change, I really never comforted anyone with candy.For some reason just now, seeing Fu Jin's appearance, his brain twitched, and he took out a candy and handed it over.But at that time, it seemed that someone vaguely thought of someone. In his vague memory, there was a person who didn't smile because of his candy... But what does that have to do with Fu Jin?

Fang Xia's thoughts were a little messed up, but after seeing the furnishings in this room, he immediately put the confused thing behind him, because - this is a baby room.

In the center of the room was a thick round carpet, on which stood a crib with high rails and a thin quilt for the baby.Everything in this room is enough to prove that a child once lived in this villa.

Hu Jia is the mistress of the owner of this villa, and she used to come here often for a while; Hu Jia is also the owner of the mink coat, and that mink coat is the murder weapon for killing a baby; now, here again A nursery belonging to a baby was found in a villa.When these things are connected together, the truth of the little ghost’s death is revealed—the wandering soul last night has never seen Hu Jia get pregnant, so the baby living in this villa can’t be Hu Jia, it can only be the wife of the owner of the villa of.The mistress kills the wife's child, and the motive is quite clear.

Of course, that little ghost is not a child of this villa, and it is not 100% impossible, but the possibility is relatively low.However, as long as you check the current situation of the villa owner's child, you will get the answer soon.

Fang Xia was about to leave the room and went to find Geng Shudan and Gu Wenkai, but as soon as he turned around, the door slammed shut in front of him.

The door closed without warning, which was extremely strange.The windows of the baby's room were all closed, and the corridor outside the room had no windows open. There was no one outside, and he was sure that he hadn't touched the door, so—how did the door close?

Fang Xia went to turn the doorknob, trying to open the door, but the door seemed to be welded to the door frame, no matter how hard he tried, it would not budge.

"Fu Jin?" Fang Xia looked back at Fu Jin.

Fu Jin didn't answer, but looked down at the floor near the crib.

Fang Xia also looked at the floor.

Soon, Fang Xia saw gray smoke emerging from the floor, wandering around the room as if alive, and slowly gathering on the crib.Then it piled up into two piles like cotton wool, one inside the crib and the other outside the crib. The distorted shape looked like a person standing by the bed.

The human-shaped smoke bent down and made a movement of pressing down on the cloud of smoke on the bed, and then there was a chirping sound on the bed.When the sound stopped, the two clusters of condensed smoke suddenly collapsed and scattered on the floor again.

Fang Xia watched the smoke floating on the floor, drifting towards her feet, and subconsciously dodged aside.But I didn't want to, this movement seemed to startle the smoke, which floated randomly and suddenly paused, and then seemed to find the target, Qi Qi rushed towards Fang Xia.

"Uh..." Fang Xia leaned against the door, not knowing what to do now.

At this moment, Fu Jin walked towards him quickly, raised his hands to wrap him in his arms, stared down at the gray smoke swirling around Fang Xia's feet, and uttered a word in a cold voice: [Get out! ]

The author has something to say:

Fang Xia opened the Xuanshu study notes and wrote: Ghosts like to eat candy.

Geng Shudan: ...