Raising ghosts is risky

"Boss Song, why are you here?" Xing Zhan went up to meet him.

Song Youxuan looked away from the warehouse with great difficulty, and smiled slightly at Xing Zhan: "Just passing by."

Xing Zhan looked at the warehouse, and then at Song Youxuan. Jade spat a letter on his shoulder. "Then I'll go first." Xing Zhan took a step back.

Song Youxuan continued to stare at the warehouse and didn't answer, or didn't have time to answer at all. His eyes were scorching hot that Xing Zhan had never seen before, and his face glowed with brilliance, as if he could see nothing else except the warehouse. .

Xing Zhan walked a long way and looked back, and saw that he was still standing there, the only shadow under the sun.

At night, Xing Zhan was lying on the bed playing with the string of beads, with one hand behind his head and the other hand rubbing the jade beads. The jade beads carried body temperature, and the tentacles were moist and delicate.

"This Cang Ming Hai is definitely not Cang Bo's elder brother." Xing Zhan said suddenly.

Gong Mu was sitting next to him and focused on watching ghost movies on his ipad, ignoring him.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" Xing Zhan kicked Gong Mu.

Gong Mu cast a sideways glance at him. These days, even in front of Xing Zhan, he often appears in adult form. With this glance, he is full of charm and flirtatious.

Xing Zhan's heart trembled, he coughed lightly to cover up his momentary disordered emotions, and said to himself: "Every time that kid Cangbo mentions his so-called big brother, his tongue will tie up, and the two of them don't get along like brothers. On the other hand, Cang Bo said that when he was young, he watched Cang Minghai set up formations to subdue demons, if they were brothers, how old Cang Minghai was when Cang Bo was young, could a teenager be able to subdue demons?"

"Of course they can't be brothers." Gong Mu moved towards Xing Zhan, he has no body temperature, and Xing Zhan's body is always hot, sticking together is warm and comfortable. enough."

"I knew it." Xing Zhan was not surprised at all, "Don't you think Song Youxuan and Cang Minghai are very similar? I guess, they know each other. Thinking about it carefully, today's meeting seems to be facilitated by Song Youxuan's deliberate hint .”

Xing Zhan fished out the safety buckle from the vest and put it together with the beads. From the perspective of a layman like Xing Zhan, the jade materials of the two are very similar, and there is something connecting them together.

The fragments of memory are connected into pieces, and the key point is unintentionally found.

"Song Youxuan Diao's dolls are all Cang Minghai!" Xing Zhan jumped up from the bed, "No wonder, I feel familiar when I see people, I saw them in his shop, I can't be wrong!"

The two chatted one after another, and suddenly the air conditioner creaked a few times, and there was no movement.

Xing Zhan pressed the remote control a few times and there was no response. He stepped on the stool and fiddled with it for a while. Instead of repairing it, he broke out in sweat.

"Why is the air conditioner broken?"

Xing Zhan was extremely depressed, the weather was too hot to sleep without turning on the air conditioner, not to mention the ventilation in his small room was not very good.

"It's terrible, how can I sleep tonight?" Xing Zhan punched the air conditioner a few times.

Gong Mu didn't raise his head, it didn't matter to him whether he had air conditioner or not.

There was not even a decent fan in the room. Xing Zhan found a small palm-sized notebook from the drawer to fan, but he was irritable, and the more he fanned it, the hotter he was, and he was sweating profusely in bed.

Xing Zhan forced himself to close his eyes and meditate. Gong Mu turned over beside him, and his robe brushed against his arm. Xing Zhan felt a coolness that took away the heat from his body.

Almost subconsciously, Xing Zhan moved towards Gong Mu.

Gong Mu looked devoted and did not respond.

A trace of coolness penetrated into the skin, and Xing Zhan felt so comfortable that he wanted to scream, and leaned against him again.

Gong Mu felt Xing Zhan's movements: "What are you doing?"

Xing Zhan has no shame: "You are cool, let me know."

"You're taking my place."

Xing Zhan stared: "This is my bed! You broke into my room and lay on my bed, how dare you say that I took your place? Besides, what kind of bed do you want!"

I always felt that there was something wrong with what he said, but Gong Mu had no way to refute it, so he could only let Xing Zhan lean over.

It was as if there was a big ice cube lying beside him, the only cool thing in the hot summer, and even the room seemed to drop a few degrees.Maybe repairing the air conditioner is no longer such an urgent matter, Xing Zhan hugged him contentedly.

Gong Mu was annoyed by him, threw away the ipad and turned it over on Xing Zhan's body, locking his left hand and both feet.

Xing Zhan was feeling comfortable, and was suddenly overwhelmed by him. He pushed with his only movable hand, only to find that he was as steady as a rock, motionless.

One cold and one hot, the two bodies were pressed against each other, and another kind of fire was burning in small streams.

"What are you doing?" Xing Zhan asked provocatively.

Gong Muxiu raised his eyebrows, and did not give in at all: "Is it comfortable?"

It's really comfortable to be cool, but what's the matter with this posture?

Xing Zhan tried to move again, but was still crushed to death.

"Have you ever heard of a ghost press?" Gong Mu asked.

The ghost press doesn't seem to be such a pressing method, does it?Xing Zhan thought.

"Are you forcing me to explain it scientifically?"

"What is the scientific method?"

Gong Mu's stretched limbs completely covered Xing Zhan's body, as the delicate face outlined by fine brushwork gradually approached.

The body was so tight that there was no gap, Xing Zhan could almost feel the curve of Gong Mu's body, as if being suppressed by an invisible force, and he couldn't break free by brute force alone.

Gong Mu smiled triumphantly, his eyes narrowed slightly like falling stars, his thin lips were as red as flowers in the sunrise, and the red lotus between his brows was delicate and bright.

Even his beauty is so aggressive.

After watching for a long time, he saw the god, Xing Zhan suddenly smiled, relaxed his body, and wrapped his arms around his waist.

"Well, you can sleep like this if you like." He said and closed his eyes.

It's time for Gong Mu to let go, but he just doesn't want to, Xing Zhan is greedy for the coolness of his body, so why doesn't he miss Xing Zhan's warmth.

Although only the spirit body remained, Xing Zhan's body temperature soaked him like a hot spring, comforting his cold body, and the aura brought temperature and circulated in the body again and again.

Letting go of the shackles, Gong Mu slept on the other side of the bed. In the quiet room, only the even breathing of the people around him could be heard, as if just hearing his voice would calm the restless heart.

He always feels that he has forgotten something, and the forgotten thing is so important that now that a piece is missing, the whole person is incomplete.

Seeing that he stopped tossing about, Xing Zhan asked again: "What's the situation with Mrs. Qian?"

Gong Mu looked at him for a long while, blinked slyly, and pounced on him without warning.

Xing Zhan suddenly realized what he wanted to do, but it was too late to escape, so he immediately covered his mouth and mumbled, "Don't even think about kissing me again!"

Gong Mu looked down at him, the smile on his lips was more magnificent than the clouds in the setting sun.

At the same time, in another corner of the city, Wang Chunxu returned home.

Today the leader of the hospital finally let go, seeing that he could get the money, he drank some wine in a happy mood, hummed a ditty drunkenly, and opened the door in the dark.

There is a full-length mirror hanging in the entrance of his house. When he passed by, a thin old woman was reflected in the mirror.

He stopped suddenly, looked back, and saw his own face in the mirror, half white and half black under the moonlight.

Did you drink too much?Wang Chunxu shook his head and walked in. When he turned around, the mirror was blurred, and the old woman appeared in the mirror again, looking at his back with dull eyes.

Wang Chunxu walked into the bathroom, turned on the faucet of the basin, splashed some water on his face, scratched in the darkness, pulled a towel, and wiped his face.

When he raised his eyes, the old mother in the mirror was smiling sinisterly at him.

"Ah—" Wang Chunxu roared, stepped on the basin next to him, and fell on his back with a clatter.I saw the person in the mirror floating out, stretching out his dry hand to him.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" Wang Chunxu yelled, waving a towel.

Snapped!

The lights turned on, brightening the room.

"What's the name of the midnight watch!"

Wang Chunxu raised his head in horror. It turned out to be his wife, so he got up cursing.

"It's so drunk that everyone doesn't know each other!" Wang's wife yelled loudly.

"Can you control it?" Wang Chunxu pushed her away impatiently, and walked into the bedroom with lingering fear.

Wang's wife was pushed staggered by him, and just about to start scolding, she suddenly changed her face again, and came up to her with a smile: "How is your talk with the hospital over there today? Can you get the money?"

Wang Chunxu chuckled: "Soon, you can get it. Oh, the money came so fast. After excluding the errand fees for others, I made a lot of money. I don't know how many businesses I have to do to compare with this one." .”

The husband and wife laughed from ear to ear, turned off the lights, and went to bed.

Moonlight shone in through the gaps in the curtains, shrouding the room in haze, and the faint mist gradually dispersed.

Wang Chunxu patted his wife for a while, turned around, and turned around to see the emaciated old mother at their bedside.

"Ghost!" Wang Chunxu yelled, and collided with his wife, his eyes staring in pain.

This time Wang's wife saw it too, and she trembled with fright, and the two rolled off the bed hugging each other.

Wang Chunxu's head hit the right corner of the bedside table and his head was bleeding immediately.Wang's wife felt a heat on her face and felt blood, but she couldn't understand whose blood it was, and screamed like killing a pig.

After all, Wang Chunxu was more daring. He picked up the pillow on the bed and threw it at the old mother's soul. The pillow passed through the soul's body and hit the wardrobe opposite.

Wang Chunxu picked up the desk lamp and tried to throw it again. Wang's wife screamed and pulled his clothes desperately.

"What are you pulling me for!" Wang Chunxu roared angrily.

Wang's wife pointed behind him and shivered.

He looked back and saw a male ghost with a cold face standing behind him.

The male ghost stared at them viciously, blood spurted from the top of his head, his face was peeled off, his skull was deformed and distorted, his eyes rolled with brains on the ground.Then his body was broken inch by inch, falling off piece by piece, and the pieces of meat scattered all over the floor.

Hysterical cries pierced the darkness.