Mr. Fu is always too annoying

When I woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

Even though it was covered by heavy curtains, the outside light leaked in from the edge and slowly melted into the surroundings.

Fu Tong sat up in a daze, looked at the wallpaper in front of him in confusion for half a minute, and suddenly realized that this was not his home, nor Fu Qianyuan's home, it looked like a completely strange place.

where is this?

Fu Tong suddenly woke up. At this time, the door next to him suddenly opened, and Fu Qianyuan walked in, his brows became a little more deep in the drowsy surroundings: "Are you awake?"

Fu Tong's head still hurts: "What place is this?"

"The lounge on the second floor of the Monster Bureau." Fu Qianyuan said, and as he spoke, he went to the window and opened the curtains. He moved very slowly, and deliberately put down the outermost translucent veil so that Fu Tong would not feel Eye pain.

He has always been a gentle and careful person in front of Fu Tong. Fu Tong could naturally notice these small details of him, but he didn't say anything, and silently turned his head to one side.

Fu Tong still remembered what happened last night.

The coffin, the white bones in the red wedding dress, the dementors and ghost eggs, the knife that pierced Fu Qianyuan's heart, and the long-lost hug at the end.

Fu Tong was very confused, dull, flustered, uncomfortable, and at a loss as to what to do.

No one knows Fu Tong better than Fu Qianyuan.

He looked distressed, and really wanted to hug the cub in front of him like last night, but the current situation is different from last night, he didn't want to disturb Fu Tongtu, so he could only lower his eyes and say in a very soft voice: "It's already 11:30, go to the first floor to have something to eat, don't you still have to record? Just now your manager called, and you fell asleep, so I'll... answer it for you."

After finishing speaking, he looked at Fu Tong, with a rare expression similar to nervousness in his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would be angry.

Fu Tong was not in the mood to think about that at this moment, so he hummed and went to the bathroom next to the lounge to wash up.

Ten minutes later, when they went downstairs again, Bai Tang and the others were already waiting there. A few people did not know where they got the table and improvised a long table. Put up a banner as well.

——Congratulations to my brother and I for the triple kill!My light!Invincible!

Fu Tong: "..."

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes and looked at the three people who were trying to cover their faces with tissues: "Is it because I didn't do anything last time, so you don't have a long memory?"

A few people were stunned for a moment, but the little white rabbit was a little promising in comparison, and opened his mouth with a pair of fluffy rabbit ears: "Brother Tong, the excellent tradition in the Bureau should be continued, at least... ...At least it is better than riding the wind and breaking the meeting, hanging the clouds and sailing straight to the sea."

That's true.

Fu Tong was really annoyed by these people, and he didn't want to care about it anymore, so he went and sat down at a random place: "What did you all buy?"

The little celestial master was revived with full blood, and he opened the takeaway box like a dog: "Congee, barbecue, fried rice and fried noodles, desserts, meat, everything you expect."

Fu Tong took a look: "Very good."

The little Tianshi laughed contentedly, and Fu Qianyuan sat next to Fu Tong at some point, and said in a low voice, "Drink some porridge first, and then eat something else."

Before Fu Tong could speak, Bai Tang nodded his head first: "That's right, it's better to have porridge first, Brother Tong, I'll serve it for you."

The efficiency of the little white rabbit is unprecedentedly high. From taking the bowl to filling the porridge and putting it back, it takes only 20 seconds from beginning to end.

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He could only silently pick up his chopsticks and use delicious food to calm his rather complicated mood at this time.

The meal was a lively one, going back and forth for almost an hour.

At twelve o'clock, Bai Tang and Rao She quickly cleared the table, leaving only snacks and brewed tea.

Fu Tong had to wait for Lu Chuan, so he didn't leave, and sat there listening to them talking. Fan Xiu was very mean-spirited, and he only told ghost stories, and the reason was also very boring, purely to scare Bai Tang.

But the little white rabbit was really frightened, fluffy came out with the rabbit ears and tail, feeling wronged, the red rabbit eyes were wet.

Fu Tong looked at it, and suddenly remembered the red-eyed dementor and the tablet in the tomb last night, so he asked.

Fan Xiu rushed to answer: "The dementor ghost and ghost eggs have been sealed. This time, because it is a ghost thing, it is enough for us to do it. All the rest will be handed over to the Tianshifu. Don't worry, the Tianshifu. Those people are not ordinary ruthless people, if they fall into their hands, the fate of the Dementor will not be better, now there is only one problem left..."

He pointed to his desk: "It's a question of whether to keep that tablet."

Fu Tong was startled, and followed the direction he was pointing to look over, the side with the inscription on the tablet was facing him, the white characters on the black background were not Meng Qi, but——

Su Xuan.

The year of birth was [-] AD.

The year of death was [-] AD.

Only live till.

Fu Tong's eyes stayed on it for a few seconds: "How did you deal with it before?"

Fan Xiu's head was so painful that he was going bald: "I've never encountered such a situation before, and her bones are not simple, they are full of scriptures, that is to say, she didn't become bones after death, but entered It was already like that in front of the coffin, the tablet was to trap her in the tomb, and there were sealed scriptures and runes everywhere in the tomb. Obviously, people at that time used the girl's life and soul to seal and suppress her. That ghost egg."

Talented girl.

Pity.

Fu Tong looked at Rao She: "Let's find a place with similar Feng Shui to worship here, it's not easy."

Just as Rao She was about to say yes, he suddenly remembered that his immediate boss hadn't spoken yet, so he turned his head bluntly.

Fu Qianyuan nodded slightly.

The little celestial master laughed, took the incense sticks and talisman papers to Fan Xiu's table, picked up the tablet, and began to calculate.

Fu Tong didn't look over there anymore, and called Wen Lang and Xie Nan respectively to tell him about the Dementor. The two breathed a sigh of relief, and gave him a Bixinxin and Momojiu through the microphone, and then Mr. Yazi specially Indifferently hung up the phone.

Mr. Tiger: Huh.

His Majesty Taotie: Bah!

Fu Tong could predict their reaction without thinking too much, he smiled, bowed his head and continued to drink tea.

Fifteen minutes later, I received a call from Lu Chuan and went downstairs. As soon as I left the building, I saw Huang Lang and Cang Huai.

Xiao Baimaoer was obviously satisfied with his new hair color, and asked Fu Tong happily: "Brother Tong, is this color good? Is it very fashionable in an instant, and it is not out of the mainstream at all?"

Fu Tong was silent for a few seconds: "What misunderstanding do you have about the word fashion?"

Huang Lang was aggrieved: "No, I saw that your poster was dyed with grandma's gray a few months ago, and I thought it looked good, so I'll give it a try."

After the words fell, Fu Tong hadn't spoken yet, and Lu Chuan next to him spoke first: "You're so picky, who should you compare to who you have no points in your heart?"

The implication is that you are ugly.

meeting.

heart.

One.

hit.

Xiao Baimaoer was even more wronged in an instant.

Fu Tong wanted to laugh a little, but considering the mood of the underage Zai Zai, he barely controlled it, and got into the car with them to the recording site.

The recording time of this day was more than three hours longer than yesterday. It started at one o'clock, and when I went home after the end, it was already past ten quarters.

The elevator door opened slowly. Fu Tong took a look out and found that the grieving ghost wandering in the corridor had disappeared, and there was no dark blood or brains around. In order to see the traces of its coming.

Fu Tong walked over slowly, and when he got to the door, he suddenly found a bead the size of a marble had been placed there by someone, the whole body was pitch black and looked very textured.

Behind Fu Qianyuan said in a low voice: "It's a gift from a ghost, keep it, it can ward off evil spirits."

Ghost gift.

As the name suggests, it is a gift from ghosts and ghosts. It is not rare, but it is also a thought.

It's just... How hard is it to give the beast something to ward off evil spirits?

This ghost doesn't seem to have a high EQ.

Fu Tong laughed slowly, took out the key to open the door, and after 20 seconds, the smile in his eyes disappeared instantly.

The glass in the room was almost shattered, bloody fingerprints were all over the floor, and the brains were frozen there, disgusting.

That Yuanyuan ghost didn't know how much he hated him, so he climbed up to the eighteenth floor to smash the glass when he couldn't knock the door open. After he got in, he looked for Fu Tong everywhere, but he couldn't find him, but he caused a lot of trouble to the family.

Fu Tong didn't want to stay here for a second, so he called Huang Lang when he went out, and asked him to find someone to come over and renovate. He also specially ordered the monster team, and there should be no human in it, otherwise it would be troublesome to call the police.

Little Baimaoer has many ways, so he readily agreed.

But where Fu lived together during the renovation period is a problem.

Living in a studio is to find guilt for yourself.

After staying in the hotel and being photographed secretly, the paparazzi have to make up stories again.

Skull pain.

Fu Tong frowned, and suddenly felt something fluffy touch his cheek. He tilted his head and saw Fu Qianyuan standing there holding the puppy, holding the dog's paw, and just retracted it.

With the fluffy ball in front of him, Fu Tong was not in the mood to argue with Fu Qianyuan at all, and wanted to hug the puppy with his hands down.

As soon as his hand touched the dog's fur, Fu Qianyuan took a step back: "Come and live at my house."

Fu Tong looked at him: "Are you threatening me with a dog hostage?"

Fu Qianyuan smiled slowly, his voice was as soft as his eyes, "It's not a threat, it's an invitation."

with all due respect.

Didn't really see any difference.

Fu Tong didn't know what else to say.

Fu Qianyuan's eyes stopped on him: "It is very afraid of strangers, no matter where it is taken, it will be afraid, are you willing?"

Reluctant.

Fu Tong knew that Fu Qianyuan was telling the truth. The puppy was picked up and had no sense of security. If he took it out now, it might make the dog feel that he was about to be thrown away again.

How bitter it is to gain and lose again, Fu Tong has tasted it, and knows that it is hard, so he doesn't want him to bear it too.

Fu Tong silently looked at the puppy in Fu Qianyuan's arms, and after a while, slowly turned his eyes away: "...OK."

Fu Qianyuan's eyes were instantly filled with joy.

Fu Tong didn't look at him, carried the puppy into the door of [-], stopped suddenly when he reached the bedroom door, put his hand on the doorknob, and called softly: "Fu Qianyuan."

Fu Qianyuan raised his eyes, and Fu Tong's next sentence rang out almost without interval, his voice was suppressed very low: "Fu Qianyuan, I remember you said that you were also in Longxun Mountain in those 500 years, right? ?”

Fu Qianyuan paused: "...Yes."

The blood-stained dragon that he had seen in the tomb before reappeared in Fu Tong's heart.

There will never be another blue dragon in this world.

Fu Tong's hand was clenched for a moment, but he didn't say anything, and opened the door into the bedroom.

The door opened and closed, completely separating the two people inside and outside.

Fu Tong closed his eyes wearily, but before he had time to think about the things hidden in his heart, he suddenly heard a dull voice.

"Duk, duk, duk—"

It was very similar to the sound of knocking on glass when I met Liuyu in the hospital that day.

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes, and slowly looked towards the window, seeing a golden red in his eyes.

It was the red wedding dress seen in the coffin.

At first it was worn on a pair of white bones, but now the white bones have a flesh-and-blood appearance, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and the jet-black hair paired with a red wedding dress embroidered with gold adds a bit of delicacy.

Fu Tong meal.

Then I saw the female ghost take a step back, float out of the window, and smile slowly at him.