Mr. Fu is always too annoying

Dementor?

Have not heard.

A few people stood there with the same confusion in their eyes.

Fu Tong looked at them: "You don't even know?"

Lu Chuan lowered his head.

Cang Huai was silent.

Little Huang Maoer rubbed his nose embarrassingly: "It's all my fault that I was only obsessed with the five-year college entrance examination and three-year simulation, and I didn't even read the general science version of the complete collection of ghosts that the Monster Bureau gave away for free."

awesome.

I am convinced by this reason.

Fu Tong laughed: "If the dementor doesn't know, does the detainer know?"

This time, the little Huang Maoer first raised his hand to answer: "I know! I know this!"

Ghost.

Ghosts wandering in the human world, like smoke, often travel together, their whereabouts are erratic, they can predict the way and time of the death of the deceased, after the deadline, they will come to the deceased to call out their souls, and send them to the underworld with chains.

It's almost a ghost job without a formal establishment.

The ghosts that are often mentioned in ghost stories are called people, and they are also the real ones.

Fu Tong looked at Huang Lang: "Not bad."

The little Huangmaoer who successfully answered the boss's question was very happy, but he was a little confused: "Brother Tong, the soul-holding ghost only holds the soul but not the upper body. It is still a decent ghost with only the bottom line, but the one on Xie An's body is not a good thing at first glance. Is there a relationship between them?"

Fu Tong hummed: "Those ghosts who don't obey the rules are soul-destroyers. They don't want to help the underworld call out souls. They just like to manipulate other people's souls. They first invade and hide and then devour them. They enjoy the process unscrupulously, thank you Ann should have reached the stage of hiding by now, and she will be hopeless a few days later."

Huang Lang quickly wrote down this knowledge point: "Then don't we need to remind him?"

"It's not that I don't need it, it's that it's unnecessary." Fu Tong's face remained calm, "There must be a reason for being targeted by the dementors. He doesn't want to say that I can't be busy meddling in my business. Besides, it's the monster bureau now. The business card has been given to him, and the rest depends on how he chooses."

After finishing speaking, he paused: "You know, everyone should be responsible for what they have done."

Little Huang Mao'er nodded, and said as much dog-legged words as possible: "Brother Tong is right."

A few people stop talking

Fu Tong laughed, didn't continue popularizing science, turned around and led them into the shooting set area.

It was [-]:[-] in the afternoon when I went in.

When I came out of Longjing Building after filming, the wall clock had already pointed to nine o'clock in the evening.

Lu Chuan sent Fu Tong home. The lights were brightly lit all the way, and the light and shadow of the scenery outside the window kept receding, making it impossible to see anything clearly.

Fu Tong frowned, leaned on the seat and closed his eyes to rest, Lu Chuan glanced at him: "Tired?"

"No." Fu Tong shook his head, "It's just that after a busy day, I suddenly feel empty in my heart."

And tomorrow Monday, I have to go to work again.

Thinking of this, Mr. Yazi is in a bad mood.

Lu Chuan smiled: "It's hard to be free, but it's not easy to be busy? It's only a few days into August, and there are several variety show judges and music shows added up, as well as the MV shooting of "Unexpected Encounter" Didn't it also be pushed to August? Plus you're busy, so don't cry then."

Fu Tong didn't care too much: "That's what a silly underage like Wen Lang would do."

It is fine to emphasize that you are underage, but you have to add stupidity.

Lu Chuan laughed: "Does Wen Lang know that you are slandering him behind his back?"

In fact, Wen Lang usually does not miss Fu Tong, the two of them are inseparable, and neither owes the other.

Fu Tong was well aware of this, but Mr. Yazi also wanted to save face, so he didn't know how to say it. Hearing this, he laughed, didn't answer, and closed his eyes again.

Lu Chuan didn't bother him anymore, and held the steering wheel seriously.

45 minutes later, the car stopped slowly downstairs in the community.

Fu Tong opened the door and got out of the car. The manager rolled down the window, still feeling unstoppable: "The variety show just mentioned will be on August [-]rd, and the time is a bit rushed. The schedule of the variety show will be sent to you by WeChat later, you Remember to read it, it’s best to print it out and take notes.”

Fu Tong had long been used to his chatter, so he hummed cooperatively, then turned and walked towards the neighborhood.

When he was only one step away from the door, he suddenly heard Lu Chuan calling him again: "Boss."

Fu Tong turned his head and looked at him from a distance.

Mr. Manager, who always likes to be straightforward, seldom hesitated. After hesitant to speak several times, he closed his eyes and said, "Actually, it's nothing. Just don't worry too much and don't think too much. Yesterday's day is like yesterday's dead dragon. Xunshan, if you want to go back, go back once, if you don't want to go back, you won't go back, and your life will be smooth, safe and happy, you deserve it."

There was not a single punctuation mark in a paragraph, and after finishing speaking, he rolled up the window of the car in an instant, stepped on the gas pedal and slipped away.

Fu Tong took what he said just now and went through it in his heart. After a long while, he laughed silently, and turned and entered the unit building.

The elevator went up at a constant speed, and the red number on it quickly stopped at eighteen.

The elevator in Longjingyuan is not designed to open automatically. It has to be touched by buttons to enter and exit. Fu Tong lightly touched the door-opening button with his finger, and was about to press it when he heard some strange sounds.

"Boom, boom, boom—"

The voice was muffled, but it was especially clear in the surrounding silence, and it sounded like it was coming from outside.

This is extremely wrong.

After all, the elevator is completely sealed on all sides, and the sound insulation effect is very good. It is reasonable to say that it is impossible for outside sounds to come in.

But this voice is real and clear, and it is duller and weirder than the next.

Holding the black knife, Fu Tong pressed the door open button expressionlessly.

The moment the elevator door opened, a strong bloody smell rushed in, filling the entire corridor. Fu Tong turned his head to look at the source of the sound, and after seeing everything that happened there, his eyes suddenly narrowed.

He was looking in the direction of his home.

I have lived in more than nine years without any abnormality. I do not know when a handstand ghost appeared. It was standing there bloody and bloody, and was slamming forward madly. The anti-theft door had been knocked out of shape. The dark brown Blood and brains were mixed together and stuck to it, exuding a strong smell of blood and corpses.

As if aware of Fu Tong's return, the handstand ghost turned his head with a thud, his facial features were distorted, his eyes were venomous, he let out a sinister sharp laugh, and then rushed towards Fu Tong madly.

The smell of blood on the tip of the nose became stronger again.

Holding the knife, Fu Tong was about to raise his hand when the elevator behind him suddenly opened, and his warm palm was on his shoulder. In the next second, the smell of blood and the inverted ghost disappeared. Fu Tong raised his head, his eyes were covered with dark gray. Silver wallpaper.

——The place he is in is no longer the corridor, but Fu Qianyuan's home.

And the hands covering the shoulders have not been removed, the warm touch spreads to the body through the thin cloth, and you don't need to look to know who it is.

Fu Tong said lightly: "Hand."

The warm feeling disappeared in an instant. Fu Tong turned his head and saw Fu Qianyuan standing there with deep eyes, staring at him intently.

The impact sound outside continued, mixed with sharp ghost cries, each sound became clearer than the last.

Fu Tong came back to his senses in this voice, and calmly avoided Fu Qianyuan's sight: "Remove the barrier and open the door."

"No." Fu Qianyuan said in a low voice, "The grieving ghost outside is here for you, and it won't disappear until after five o'clock in the morning. You can't go out during this time."

Fu Tong was expressionless: "It's not that powerful, it's just a one-shot deal, and it's my business, don't worry about it if you don't."

The little cub who once said with a gentle smile and asked him to take care of him for the rest of his life, now says, this is my business, if not you worry about it.

To Fu Qianyuan, these words were like stabbing a knife in his heart.

He lowered his eyes, and opened his mouth shyly: "No way, Zai Zai, this kind of ghost has too much resentment, and it is natural that it will come to you because it has a relationship with you, directly cutting the knife will destroy merit, you sleep in the bedroom first tonight , If you don't want to see me, I... I can go out and live. "

The voice of the last few words was suppressed very low, and the tone was extremely humble.

When Fu Tong heard it, he felt a little uncomfortable for a while.

But he quickly hid the emotion that he didn't want to keep: "Never mind that, what relationship can there be between me and it, Fu Qianyuan, can you stop—"

The following words stopped suddenly after thinking of something.

Fu Tong frowned: "That one...overpass outside?"

Fu Qianyuan gave a low hum.

Fu Tong stopped talking.

He also just realized that although the upside-down ghost outside had a hideous and distorted expression and a bloody face, if you looked closely, you could still tell that it was the one who jumped from the sky bridge and fell on Lu Chuan's car before.

The ghosts who died in vain will come back to take revenge 24 hours after death. Those who have memories of their lives will seek revenge normally, and those who have no memories will go to the last person they saw before they died.

Obviously, this person is Fu Tong.

Things are more difficult, just like what Fu Qianyuan said, if this kind of ghost with a long history is not resolved properly, it will really damage the merits and virtues, and the damage will be quite a lot.

It was enough for someone like Fu Tong who was tempting on the edge of the scourge to step into the scourge.

Skull pain.

Fu Tong slowly lowered his hand holding the knife.

Fu Qianyuan's eyes relaxed, and his voice was very soft: "Stay with me first, Zai Zai."

In fact, Fu Tong had no other choice. The handstand ghost outside came back only to seek revenge. Before sunrise, Fu Tong would follow wherever he went.

Fu Tong fell silent for a long time, then turned his eyes away stiffly: "The puppy is still at home."

This is agreed.

The softness and joy in Fu Qianyuan's eyes emerged, and after hearing the words, he said hello softly, and his figure disappeared instantly, and when he reappeared next to Fu Tong, there was a fluffy puppy in his arms.

The dog was obviously frightened by the sound of the upside-down ghost knocking on the door. It shivered in Fu Qianyuan's arms, and its tail curled up.

Fu Tong felt as distressed as he wanted, so he hurriedly took it over, and Fu Qianyuan also added another layer of enchantment, so that the outside voices were completely blocked out, and no one else would come in on the eighteenth floor.

After doing this, Fu Qianyuan lowered his eyes and looked at Fu Tong carefully.

His eyes seemed to have heat, and they lingered on Fu Tong like a shadow. Fu Tong couldn't ignore it, and turned his head with a frown: "Where is the bedroom?"

Fu Qianyuan pointed to the front left: "There is a new change of clothes in the drawer. Turn right when you come out of the bathroom. I will put the new toothbrush and toothpaste in later. You... have a good rest."

Fu Tong didn't respond, and directly carried the puppy into the bedroom. As soon as the door opened and closed, the sight was finally lost.

He leaned against the door for a long time and sighed silently.