Soul Eater

It could sense that Xiao Siming was not an ordinary person because it felt the terrifying coercion from the other party.

And it always feels that the gaze cast by the other party seems to be looking at whether the food is good or not.

Although she didn't know what the other party was, the female ghost was deeply aware that the other party could blow it up to ashes just by raising her hand.

The female ghost shuddered, and this was the first time it felt scared since it had been a ghost for so long.

But in fact, Xiao Siming looked at the female ghost left and right, and after confirming that it was indeed not a deadly ghost, he showed a little lack of interest.

Hearing that the female ghost said that she didn't intend to harm anyone, Qu Haolin certainly didn't believe it.

"Do you dare to confront me?"

"Why don't I dare! Just be right!"

So one person and one ghost really got it right.

Qu Haolin: "You put gas in the middle of the night to poison my family of three!"

Female ghost: "That's because your gas tank is leaking!"

Qu Haolin: "Then you crawled on my TV in the middle of the night, are you trying to scare our husband and wife to death!"

The female ghost felt that she was wronged: "I won't crawl out to scare you, how can you know the gas is leaking?"

Qu Haolin: "..."

Qu Haolin: "Then I have to thank you in turn?"

The female ghost waved her hand: "There's no need to thank you. It's useless to thank you verbally. Why don't you burn some Ming coins for me. Next time your family is in danger, I'll come out and report to you."

Qu Haolin: "..." You are pretty good at doing business.

After he finished slandering, he suddenly recalled: "No, why do you live in here? This is obviously my home!"

Mrs. Qu also reacted in time, and stood in the united front with her husband: "That's right, there are still ghosts pressing the bed, and there are so many hairs in the bathroom."

Ruan Yang thought that Mrs. Qu would be afraid to communicate with this female ghost, who knew that she was as brave as her husband, pointing at the female ghost and accusing: "We have to ask the property to open the sewer every three days, you know I don't know that you caused us to be named and criticized at the owners' meeting."

When it comes to the sewer, the female ghost is rarely guilty.

It touched its smooth wig, and said embarrassingly: "It is true that the sewer blockage is caused by me, but it can't be entirely blamed on me. It can only be blamed on my work pressure during my lifetime, which caused severe hair loss."

The female ghost introduced herself to them.

"My name is Jiang Wenyue. I was a professional screenwriter during my lifetime. My scripts have always been based on Xianxia dramas. Xianxia themes are quite popular in this industry." It said quietly, and the tone turned straight down, "But In recent years, those producers don’t know what’s going on, and they want to combine Chinese and Western styles in a unique style. I stayed up for a month and lost a lot of hair before I finished the first draft. The producer told me that we could consider replacing the thousand-year-old snake demon in the script with the Medusa in Western mythology, and asked me to change it according to this style and hand it over to him within half a month."

"I can't help it. Party A is my father. I am bored at home day and night, changing, changing, changing, changing, and finally one day I got up in the morning to go to the bathroom, and suddenly felt a pain in my heart, and then I died. " Jiang Wenyue began to cry as she spoke, "I know there is a risk of sudden death if I stay up late, but I didn't expect it to come so soon, she is still a young girl, woo woo—"

Ruan Yang tried his best to control his gaze, not to stare at the other person's bald head, but Jiang Wenyue still noticed his suspicious gaze, and became even more sad. Dou Da's blood and tears overflowed from the corner of his eyes, and the temperature of the whole room dropped a lot. few.

Wei Xuan just walked out of the toilet with one hand on the wall and the other hand covering his stomach.

Feeling the significant change in the indoor temperature, he shivered: "I'm going, who is still turning on the air conditioner today?"

No one replied to him, and the only echo in the room was the female ghost's sobs.

"Since you have no obsession with the human world, why don't you go to the underworld to reincarnate?" Xiao Siming raised his eyebrows slightly and asked in a deep voice.

Jiang Wenyue seemed much more at ease in front of him. She wiped the blood-red tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand, and replied honestly: "No one will take me away. I'm a screenwriter. I've traveled all over the world to collect I also have a little understanding of the theory of ghosts and gods. Old people often say that after death, there will be black and white impermanence to seduce the soul."

Hearing what it said, Ruan Yang couldn't help nodding in agreement, even a little proud: "Yes, black and white impermanence really exists, and I have come into close contact with it.

Although that feeling is not so good.

Jiang Wenyue continued: "But after I died suddenly, I waited for a long time, and I didn't see any ecstasy at all. I was alone, and I didn't know where I should go. I just floated and floated, and I happened to float into this empty room." in the house where he lived."

She said in a sad tone: "At first, I lived quite comfortably, but one day, the decoration team rushed in carrying the machine. The sound of the electric drill made me restless, and the smell of formaldehyde made me want to vomit." The three-month renovation greatly reduced the ghost's quality of life.

Qu Haolin immediately felt that he was wronged. With the presence of an expert, he was full of confidence, and immediately slapped Jiang Wenyue on the table and shouted: "Why are you so unreasonable? This is the house I bought and I can't ask someone to renovate it. gone?"

At that time, he had just bought this house, and before he had even had time to pay for renovations, he didn't expect that the new house he bought would just be taken over by a lonely ghost.

"I lived in first!"

"I bought the house!"

Seeing that one person and one ghost were about to start arguing about the right to live in the house again, Xiao Siming interrupted the confrontation between the two of them: "Is there no ghost to seduce you?"

Jiang Wenyue cried: "No, I haven't even seen what Mingchai looks like."

Xiao Siming frowned upon hearing this.

Under normal circumstances, a district is equipped with a ghost, and the ghosts manage the ghosts in their jurisdiction and are not allowed to leave their posts without authorization.

But in recent years, the population of the underworld has expanded, and the number of ghosts has doubled compared to the past.

This has directly led to the work of eroticism, which seemed to be a drudgery in the past, to immediately become a very popular and sought-after job.

Mingchai, who is very ambitious, like Heiwuchang, in order to stabilize his position as the ecstasy master, almost rushes wherever there are fresh ghosts.

It stands to reason that the ecstasy business is already so sought-after, there shouldn't be a situation where ghosts can wander the world for two years.

If this incident is not due to Mingchai's dereliction of duty, it means that someone has set up an enchantment nearby.

He personally prefers the latter.

There has always been a demonic aura floating above City H recently, because the country stipulates that after the founding of the country, it is not allowed to become a spirit, Xiao Siming has not seen such a strong demonic aura for many years.

It was so thick that several times, he was hooked so much that his index finger twitched, and he almost swallowed those evil spirits into his stomach in disregard of the laws of heaven.

Xiao Siming is like a farmer waiting for a rabbit, staring at the evil spirit above his head every day, only waiting for the evil spirit to take the initiative to make trouble, and take it down in one fell swoop.

One person and one ghost insisted on their own opinions. After arguing for a long time, there was no result.

And the content of their debate has gradually begun to develop in a strange direction.

Qu Haolin slapped his thigh angrily: "Who agrees that you live in? Do you think the sewer is not blocked fast enough?"

"Hi," Jiang Wenyue rolled up her sleeves quite angrily, revealing two pale arms, "I haven't disliked you for being constipated yet. Every time you and your family have to wait for a long time to go to the toilet."

The private matter of constipation was told in public like this, Qu Haolin was so angry that he didn't care whether the other party was a human or a ghost, he just wanted to fight it and fight for the right to use his house.

But when he met the other party's blood-red eyes, he simply...coerced, and turned to ask Xiao Siming for help: "Master, hurry up and do it!"

The female ghost confronted Xiao Siming, and completely lost the heroic aura she had just confronted Qu Haolin, and immediately began to cry weakly, switching freely between confrontation and weakness.

Wei Xuan was shocked by it: "Damn it, girl, why did you become a screenwriter before? With such good looks and acting skills, it would be a pity not to become an actor!"

Jiang Wenyue covered her face and cried: "I did a group performance, but they said that I have too little hair and my image is not good."

Ruan Yang: "..." That's really Oscar's regret.

Qu Haolin hid behind Xiao Siming and quietly urged him to do it.

Xiao Siming was quite tired. Before he came, he never thought that an exorcism would end up like this.

"You have been dead for two years, if you continue to stay in the world, you will not be able to reincarnate in the future."

Ghosts that do not enter reincarnation will eventually disappear in the world and cannot be eaten. It is better to give it to Old Monster Xue as a favor.

Xiao Siming sighed with some regret: "I can send you to Mingchai for reincarnation."

Seeing that Jiang Wenyue was in trouble, Mrs. Qu couldn't bear to step forward to persuade her, "Girl, you can go to reincarnate. I'll burn a big house for you. You can go there with peace of mind, ah."

Jiang Wenyue thought for a while, and tentatively asked, "I want the three-dimensional folding one, can I?"

Mrs. Qu replied straight away: "Yes, I will find someone to order."

Jiang Wenyue was satisfied. She had a quarrel with Qu Haolin just now, but now facing the magnanimous Mrs. Qu, she felt a little guilty.

"Well, you usually feel breathless and top-heavy, but it's actually not a ghost press," Jiang Wenyue pursed her mouth, spit out the most scientific truth behind the ghost press, "It's actually your decoration, the formaldehyde exceeds the standard... those decorations In order to deduct some money, the workers use cheap paint that is not up to standard, which I have seen with my own eyes.”

The Qu family couple: "..."

Ruan Yang: "..."

Wei Xuan: "...I, I can't do it anymore, my stomach hurts again, if there is anything else to burn, you can talk first, I'll go to the toilet."

Mrs. Qu and Jiang Wenyue have already discussed what furniture to add to the interior of the paper house. Mr. Qu is holding his mobile phone on the balcony and calling the decoration company angrily: "...wait! I will complain to the relevant department you!"

Ruan Yang stood in front of the toilet door and knocked lightly.

"Who is it!"

"Brother Wei, it's me." Ruan Yang asked with some concern, "Are you okay? Let me pour you some water, drink some after you come out, don't get dehydrated."

Wei Xuan's voice sounded like a silk: "I thank you, thank you."

Xiao Siming looked at this side thoughtfully, recalled what happened in the morning, and suddenly called out: "Ruan Yang."

Ruan Yang responded, and said in a low voice to Wei Xuan who was across the door: "The boss called me, I'll go over for a while, you hold on."

He ran up to Xiao Siming, short of breath: "What's wrong, Mr. Xiao?"

Xiao Siming said, "Do you still have the charm you gave Wei Xuan this morning?"

Ruan Yang was taken aback: "Yes."

He took out a yellow paper ball from his pocket, and said with some embarrassment: "Only this one is the ugliest one."

Xiao Siming took the sore healing talisman that was considered a failure, spread it out with his slender fingers, and then paused.

As expected, Ruan Yang's imitated charm, although it doesn't look very good-looking, but the spiritual power attached to it is very strong, even a bit too strong.

No wonder Wei Xuan hasn't stopped having diarrhea since putting the spell in his pocket.

But obviously Ruan Yang hasn't unlocked the seal yet, how could...

Qu Haolin just finished calling his complaint, and the other party said he would give him a satisfactory answer within three working days.

When he entered the room, he first saw the female ghost having a good conversation with his wife, and he snorted coldly, and when he saw Xiao Siming, he immediately put on a warm smile.

"Daxian, can you help me check the Feng Shui of my house?"

Xiao Siming took a look at him, and asked without answering, "How long have you been in trouble?"

Qu Haolin was stunned for a moment, and then realized that Daxian was asking how long he had been constipated. He wiped the sweat from his forehead: "It's been two or two months. Why, is this also caused by our Fengshui?"

Xiao Siming shook his head: "Drink more water, eat more vegetables, and take more walks after meals. Besides helping digestion, it can also improve your mood. Take this talisman, and it's best to pin it around your waist."

Ruan Yang opened his mouth, hesitated to speak, looked at Xiao Siming suspiciously, and asked with his eyes: Mr. Xiao, are we not cheating consumers?

He took it for granted that Xiao Siming's purpose for giving this talisman was to give Mr. Qu some positive psychological hints.

Xiao Siming signaled him not to speak, with a faint smile on his face, which caused Ruan Yang to be taken aback for no reason.

Witnessing with his own eyes how easily Xiao Siming grasped the ghost in his hands, Qu Haolin naturally trusted him in every possible way, and he did not doubt Xiao Siming's combination of science and metaphysics. Passing the slightly wrinkled charm, he pinned it on the waistband of his trousers like a treasure, close to his belly button.

As soon as he pinned it, before he could speak, his expression suddenly became a little strange.

In the next second, Qu Haolin clutched his stomach and turned his head towards the toilet, banging on the door: "Master Wei! Come out quickly!! I can't hold it anymore!!!"

Wei Xuan clutched his stomach and twisted the doorknob, and Qu Haolin hurried in.

He sat on the toilet and let out a contented sigh.

I finally said goodbye to the constipation that has troubled me for two months, I was so happy that I cried, woo——

It wasn't until Qu Haolin's weeping with joy came from the toilet that Ruan Yang was blinded for a while, and turned to look at Xiao Siming, with an urgent look in his eyes asking for confirmation.

The corners of Xiao Siming's mouth curled into a smile, and he stretched out his hand as if wanting to touch his hair, but stopped halfway restrainedly, and finally landed on his shoulder: "You draw a good talisman, and the effect is very strong."

He seldom praised others like this, so he frowned and organized his vocabulary for a while: "Very talented."

listen!Mr. Xiao praised me!sky!Fu! !

Ruan Yang was so happy that the dimples on his cheeks couldn't be hidden at all, they sank deeper and shallower: "Okay, I will continue to work hard!"

Xiao Siming's eyes fell on the top of his fluffy and curly hair, and he finally couldn't help raising his hand again. Before touching it, Ruan Yang held his face in both hands, and rushed towards Wei Xuan step by step, telling him that this is good. The message went.

"..."

Throwing Wei Xuan out was indeed the right decision.

But if there is a chance, I still have to find a way to ask Wei Xuan, whether Ruan Yang has shown what type he likes now.

On the other side, Wei Xuan fell weakly on the sofa, and after hearing Ruan Yang say that all the crimes he suffered today were due to the spell he took away in the morning, he immediately took out the spell from his pocket and stuffed it into Ruan Yang's hand.

Ruan Yang apologized for the tormenting spell: "I'm sorry, I didn't know it was so powerful."

He added sincerely: "I really just printed it on a book with talisman paper."

Wei Xuan: "..." He remembered the time when he first drew talismans, let alone drawing a thousand or eight hundred pieces to draw a truly useful talisman, he couldn't help but feel an inexplicable sense of humiliation.

But Ruan Yang is obedient and sensible, and Wei Xuan couldn't bear to dampen his enthusiasm: "It's okay, brother, I didn't expect you to be quite talented."

After that, he saw Ruan Yang's eyes narrowed with a smile, and his tone was inexplicably shy: "Mr. Xiao also praised me for my talent just now."

Wei Xuan: "..." He recalled Xiao Siming's cynicism and personal attacks on him in those years when he couldn't draw a talisman.

He pointed his butt at Ruan Yang, covering his face in his heart and weeping: "Woooo——"

Ruan Yang scratched his head, wondering why he suddenly felt sad.

A man's heart, a sea needle, Brother Wei's emotions are really confusing.