Raising ghosts is risky

The little girl brought a small gift box: "Brother Zhan, I packed the tea leaves that were delivered yesterday."

"thank you."

Xing Zhan picked up the tea leaves and walked out. He was really not used to being followed by a spirit behind him, so after three steps, Gong Mu squinted his eyes and floated behind him without taking a step.

"You are very lazy." Xing Zhan was a little upset.

Gong Mu didn't care: "You can also watch it to your heart's content, and then be lazy."

Xing Zhan realizes that he cannot have a normal human conversation with him, and he is afraid that if he talks too much, others will think that he has mental problems talking to himself, so he tries his best to ignore him.

After leaving Shuiyue's house, Xing Zhan walked into the shop next door.

Next door is a jade shop, but Xing Zhan has always wondered if there is any business.The name of this store is Lingxiu Zhai, and it has a small facade. No one knows when Lingxiu Zhai opened in this market. According to some old people, this store was not popular before the antique handicraft market. The store is already there.

The shop owner is a strange person who rarely goes out. Some people who have been doing business in the market for several years have never seen him. More often than not, people seem to forget that there is a jade shop called Lingxiu Zhai in the market. Such a reclusive person.

It was Xing Zhan who was lucky enough to get to know him.At that time, he had just rented the facade and was renovating it. Out of courtesy, he visited the left and right neighbors. He did not expect to have a happy conversation with the owner of Lingxiu Zhai.The man also said that he has a little understanding of yin and yang feng shui, so he can help him look at the objects and furnishings in the tea house for free.Although Xing Zhan didn't believe it at all, for the sake of good-neighborliness and friendship, and not to refute people's good intentions, he invited him once.Later, every once in a while, Xing Zhan would come to the door with a small gift to maintain the relationship.

Even in the daytime, Lingxiu Zhai only half-opens the door, and the light inside is dim, and the sunlight seems to be blocked and cannot shine into the store. Unlike other jade shops, they wish they could use all kinds of lights to illuminate the jade crystal clear.On the counter of Baibao Pavilion, one after another jade dolls are neatly placed, some standing or standing, some elegant and agile, some quiet like a virgin, with vivid eyebrows and lifelike eyebrows, but all the dolls have the same face, It seems that a person has turned into countless avatars, watching the visitors.

There was no one in the shop, and there was a half-carved doll on the counter. Xing Zhan picked it up and played with it casually. The jade was delicate and smooth. Even if Xing Zhan didn't know how to do it, he could still feel the jade. Great value.This is even more strange, where does a shop that has never seen a customer come to get its high-quality jade continuously?However, Xing Zhan has no intention of probing people's privacy.

But when Gong Mu saw the jade carvings all over the room, his clear eyes shrank violently, and the cinnabar red between his brows faintly revealed a pure light.

"Boss Song?" Xing Zhan called out.

If the door is open, it means that someone is there. Generally, if they are not in the shop, they are in the back room.

Rustling, something crawled out of the darkness, poking its head out unhurriedly.

It was a gecko half a meter long, the whole body was emerald green like carved from emeralds, and the tip of the nose was bright red, like a finishing touch.

"Hey, little jade, long time no see." Xing Zhan nodded its head.

Shou Gong tilted his head and looked at Xing Zhan steadfastly, but suddenly he arched his body and his jaw shook rapidly, as if in an attack or guard posture.

Xing Zhan looked back, and saw Gong Mu staring at Shou Gong coldly, with an imperceptible chill in his eyes.Jade stuck out her slender tongue and took a step back.

"you……"

Before he had time to say anything, a person came slowly from the back room.

Xing Zhan left the matter of Gong Mu and Fei Cui behind: "Boss Song, I brought you some tea, which was sent to me by my comrade-in-arms from Wuyi Mountain."

"Troubleshooting." The visitor's voice was warm and slightly low, as if a spring buried deep in the ground was gurgling. A handsome man walked out of the darkness. He was slender and ageless. The vicissitudes of life seem to have seen all over the mountains and rivers. If you have to say it, it means that he has an aura that does not belong to this world.His name is Song Youxuan, the owner of Lingxiu Zhai, and Jade is his pet.

Song Youxuan's eyes froze the moment he saw Xing Zhan, and he couldn't hide the surprise in his eyes.

Can he see Gong Mu?Xing Zhan was shocked.

But Song Youxuan quickly put away the strange expression, stroking Jadeite's back, Jadeite calmed down, but still slowly retreated into the darkness step by step.

Xing Zhan let go of his doubts for now, and casually brought up the topic: "How is Boss Song's business doing recently?"

"That's it." Song Youxuan smiled gently, and he took a deep look at Xing Zhan, "Boss Xing, it's not going well recently, right?"

Xing Zhan has always thought that this person is a bit evil, but on the surface he is still carefree: "Yeah, business has been very bad these days, and I will sleep on the street again."

Song Youxuan swept Xing Zhan's body with a half-smile: "It's just a little filthy. Boss Xing is a sharpened person, and he is accompanied by red fire. Ordinary evil spirits can't get close to him."

Xing Zhan didn't believe what he said at all, but he always likes to listen to good things, so he cheerfully didn't refute.

"Boss Xing always sends things, and I have to find some kind of reciprocity." Song Youxuan said as he took out a safety button from the drawer of the counter.

With the help of the faint light, Xing Zhan took a closer look, and found that the delicate and pure jade was polished smooth and shiny, and it felt smooth to the touch.

"It's too expensive." Xing Zhan hastily declined.

Song Youxuan pressed his hand, which seemed to be light and light, but Xing Zhan felt the power: "It's a worthless gadget, Boss Xing will play with it."

A can of tea is exchanged for a piece of good jade. Xing Zhan is not used to taking advantage of others, and he was still anxious when he left. Gong Mu looked back when he floated out of the Lingxiu Zhai, and he was looking at Shang Song Youxuan with a smile.

Xing Zhan was still thinking about getting something of equivalent value to return, and remembered what Song Youxuan said, and looked Gong Mu up and down: "Little ghost, the filth that person said didn't refer to you, right? I'm just a ghost now ?”

Gong Mu squinted: "Do you think I'm dirty?"

"You watch me eat, drink, and sloppy. Do you think you are dirty? Hey, will you still suck my yang, right? The vixens in the book are all sucking men's yang."

Gong Mu looked contemptuously: "The turbid air of ordinary people will only hinder my cultivation!"

"It's true, what are you?" Before Gong Mu could answer, Xing Zhan asked seriously again, "Can Song Youxuan see you?"

"He can't see." Gong Mu didn't hesitate, "but he can feel me."

"Evil." Xing Zhan scratched his head, "No way! I have to recite the core values ​​of socialism again."

When they stepped into the gate of Shuiyue family, Gong Mu slowed down his pace slightly, with broken ice in his eyes, he stared coldly at the stone pier under the gatepost.

In an instant, Xing Zhan felt an aura called killing intent from Gong Mu's body, a small boy, but like a bloody Shura on the battlefield, with cinnabar red eyebrows, fierce and domineering.

"What are you looking at?" Xing Zhan asked.

Gong Mu instantly restrained his breath, followed Xing Zhan, and said calmly, "It's nothing."

Xing Zhan followed his line of sight just now, and seemed to see a faint gray mist, rubbed his eyes and looked again, but couldn't see anything.

That night, Xing Zhan still finished cleaning the tea house and closed it, ready to rest.

"Go and see if the door is locked?" Gong Mu said.

"Lock it, the first thing I do is lock the door."

"Go and see again, what if you develop dementia?" Gong Mu insisted.

Xing Zhan was shocked: "It's only been a day, how did you learn the word dementia? Do you know how to use it?"

"I heard what the customers in your store said, go and have a look, don't talk too much!"

Xing Zhan had no choice but to go to the front door and the back door and turn around again. When he turned around after checking the front door, he saw a flash of red light from the corner of his eye.He turned his head suddenly, but he was calm and unsteady, only Gong Mu squinted his dead fish eyes.

"What did you just do?"

"What did I do?" Gong Mu asked back.

Xing Zhan looked up, down, left, and right again, but found nothing unusual, and warned Gong Mu with his eyes.

At the end of a busy day, Xing Zhan took a shower comfortably. Fortunately, the shower cubicle was very small. Once the door was closed, Gong Mu was blocked from the outside, cutting off the possibility of being watched by him while taking a shower.

After taking a shower, Xing Zhan opened the door, wiped himself, and said, "Help me pass the underwear."

Maybe it was because Gong Mu was almost the same as an ordinary person in his eyes, so that he forgot that Gong Mu was a ghost for a moment.

Gong Mu didn't refute immediately, his eyes fixed on Xing Zhan's underwear.

Xing Zhan quickly realized that he was going to get his underwear when he walked out of the shower.

"Don't move!" Gong Mu yelled, startling Xing Zhan.

Gong Mu continued to stare at his underwear, as if he wanted to burn two holes in his underwear.

Xing Zhan felt a little embarrassed, even though it was just a pair of boxers, it felt strange to be stared at all the time: "Then what, can I wear underwear?"

Gong Mu's hands glowed faintly, and he slowly stretched towards his underwear, holding up Xing Zhan's underwear like some precious artwork.

Xing Zhan almost thought that he was wearing golden underwear, it was too weird to be held in such a serious manner, but he immediately found something even weirder: "Can you pick up things?"

His words distracted Gong Mu, the light on his hands dimmed, and the underwear fell off, covering Gong Mu's face.

Xing Zhan's eyebrows twitched.

After a brief stay on his face, the panties passed through his body, slapped, and fell to the wet floor.

The two looked down at the soiled underwear, and the atmosphere was weird.

Xing Zhan had no choice but to stuff his underwear into the washing machine, walk to the room with his bare buttocks and pull out another pair to put on.

Late at night, Xing Zhan was sound asleep, but Gong Mu was still standing at the head of his bed.

Suddenly there was a loud bang, the sound came from the gate of Shuiyue family.

Gong Mu followed the prestige, his face was cold, his murderous intent appeared again, and the young man's handsome face had an aura that didn't match his age.

Bang bang bang!

It was followed by several more sounds, as if something was crashing against the door, especially loud in the quiet night.

But Xing Zhan, who was always alert, didn't seem to hear it at all, and was still in a deep sleep.

Gong Mu's body emitted a faint red light, and there was a faint red flame in his eyes.

After a long time, the banging on the door stopped, Gong Mu gradually relaxed, and the light dissipated.