Mismarried

Chapter 12

Guo Zhengyang couldn't see it, but just stroked her hand, "Mr. Dai, I understand your mood now, but exorcism is not as simple as you think. You can get rid of it immediately. We have to understand why it found you first." , and it wants to get something from you, otherwise, if we act rashly without knowing anything, it will not only anger it completely, but also endanger your own safety, can you understand me when I say this?"

Although Guo Zhengyang's facial features are not as good-looking as Lu Zhile's, they are also upright and handsome without any blemishes, and even look a little mature and stable. Coupled with his gentle and pleasant voice, it will always give people a sense of reliability and peace of mind a feeling of.

In fact, it is true, Dai Ning was indeed comforted, and after she calmed down a bit, she took the tissue handed over by Xiaotao and wiped her face, and said in a deep voice, "He... he came to me and said... ..that I killed him..."

Both Lu Zhile and Guo Zhengyang looked dignified, while Zhefeng leaned on the sofa casually, resting his beautiful chin lazily with one hand, and looked at Dai Ning indifferently with his bright eyes, as if looking at a transparent person, listen Insignificant words.

Seeing her grief, Lu Zhile said, "Sister Dai Ning, you've been tired all day, you'd better go and rest first, and leave the rest to us."

Dai Ning nodded hesitantly.

Guo Zhengyang took out a sedative charm and handed it to her, "Put this under the pillow, and you can sleep well without taking sleeping pills. We will watch it in the living room. Teacher Dai, don't be afraid."

"Okay, thank you." Dai Ning got up and went back to the bedroom with Xiaotao.

After the two left, Lu Zhile called Shiqi in his mind. Shiqi was obviously still playing with his temper, but he just snorted angrily when he heard the words, Lu Zhile pretended he didn't hear it, and coaxed: "Good Seventeen, good Seventeen, do you want to drink coffee?"

Seventeen, according to his age, is a 14-year-old child. How can a child have such a strong temper? Coupled with the temptation of external forces, he immediately forgot how to be angry, "Drink! I drink! "

"Okay, I'll go and make you delicious coffee right now," Lu Zhile changed the subject, "Then why don't you set up an enchantment in Sister Dai Ning's bedroom first?"

This kind of trivial matter is simply a piece of cake for Shi Qi, so he readily agreed, "Okay." After speaking, he stood up with Lu Zhile's body, and formed seals with his hands, forming a water-like and transparent enchantment Formed just in the direction of the master bedroom.

Lu Zhile smiled in satisfaction, "Seventeen is so good, I'll make you coffee right away."

In fact, he didn't drink coffee after twelve o'clock just to coax Seventeen, but mainly because they had to guard Dai Ning tonight, and they didn't know when that thing would appear, so they were destined to be It was going to be all night, and on the other hand, I was afraid that I would fall asleep halfway, so I decided to drink coffee to refresh myself, and by the way, I could also coax Shi Qi, killing two birds with one stone.

Lu Zhile asked Dai Ning if she could borrow the tea table at her house, and after getting the consent, Lu Zhile went to make three cups of coffee, yes, for the sake of politeness, he also made a cup for Zhefeng.Zhefeng had never drunk this kind of thing before, so when he took the first sip, his eyes lit up instantly, "This tea smells so good."

Lu Zhile inexplicably felt that this sentence was a bit familiar, and then he thought about it, oh, Shi Qi also said the same thing when he drank coffee for the first time, he smiled, and said Zhe Feng again with the same words that he hated Shi Qi back then, " No experience, this is called coffee, not tea.”

"Okay." Zhefeng didn't know what coffee was and what tea was.

The three of them were chatting in the living room, Guo Zhengyang, in order not to scare the thing out because of their too much yang energy, halfway through, he asked Shi Qi to set up an enchantment in the living room, which would not only block their voices , can also hide the yang energy on their bodies.

Having nothing to do, Lu Zhile told Guo Zhengyang what happened on the rooftop.Guo Zhengyang regretted his love that came and went quickly, but he still said in relief: "You two actually got married behind my back, and what's more," he pointed to Lu Zhile's right hand, "What kind of concentric knot?" , hasn’t it been lost for a long time, how did you two do it?”

Lu Zhile also looked confused, and turned to look at Zhefeng.The latter was also at a loss, "...I don't know, I was also awakened by this concentric knot."

"What does it mean to be awakened by this knot?" Guo Zhengyang wondered, "Then when did you wake up?"

"The day I met Xiaoyue." Zhefeng replied, smelling the fragrant coffee.

"What did you do that day?" Guo Zhengyang looked at Lu Zhile, "Did you dig his grave when I couldn't see it?"

"Get out, I've been shooting all day..." Lu Zhile paused, his black and white eyes looked Zhefeng up and down without blinking, the man sitting on the sofa looked lazy, With a handsome face, dressed in white clothes like a banished fairy, with long black hair partly scattered, Lu Zhile suddenly had a flash of inspiration, this is clearly the 'woman' on the picture scroll!

He raised his finger to Zhefeng, and said in amazement: "You you you you you! You are that portrait!?" No wonder he thought Zhefeng looked familiar, and no wonder Zhefeng said that the two of them were married as soon as he came up!

If Zhefeng is the person in that portrait, then the two of them are married!And it's the kind of relationship that worships the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth!

But this matter is too bloody. Could it be that he accidentally married himself just because he was filming a scene... Bah, bah, bah... He married someone by mistake Not a ghost or a ghost... The handsome guy is back?

"I'm going..." Guo Zhengyang was stunned, "Which screenwriter wrote this bloody plot." Come out and write one for me too.

Zhefeng couldn't understand what Guo Zhengyang said, so he just took a sip of coffee leisurely, "Oh, I remembered, I seem to have come out of a portrait."

Lu Zhile was about to say something, but he suddenly felt a strong yin energy, he immediately stopped his voice, and his clear eyes sharpened, "Here we come!"

The two looked at Dai Ning's bedroom at the same time, and Zhefeng was still drinking coffee with nothing to do with himself.

"I'll draw a formation in the living room to draw out his resentment, and you ask Shi Qi to shrink the barrier a little bit." Guo Zhengyang picked up the prepared cinnabar pen and drew an empathy formation on the floor of the living room, This formation can draw out the ghost's resentment without hurting Dai Ning and the soul of the ghost.

After Seventeen shrunk the barrier, Guo Zhengyang took out a soul-inducing talisman and sandwiched it between his thumbs, and silently recited the mantra. Every time a character was read, a little red light would appear on the paper of the soul-inducing talisman. When the light was in full swing, the wall of the master bedroom also began to seep black mist continuously—that was the resentment of the ghost.

"Come out, Brother Yang." Lu Zhile took a step aside, so that resentment could enter the empathy formation smoothly.

"Well, this thing has more resentment than I expected." Guo Zhengyang frowned. He has seen many evil ghosts with deep resentment, but he has never seen such a deep resentment. It has been almost 100 years since the original body died, and he must have been an extremely paranoid person during his lifetime.

It took 5 minutes for the soul-inducing talisman to completely draw all the ghost's resentment into the empathy formation. The moment the resentment touched the formation, a dense fog of black air filled the corner of the barrier, boundless There is no light in the black mist, only endless gloom and coldness.

Although Lu Zhile had been prepared for a long time, the accident happened so suddenly that he spit out and shouted, "Brother Yang!"

The only response to him was the echo drifting farther and farther away in the boundless thick fog.

At this moment, Lu Zhile suddenly felt a strong wind coming from behind him, but before he could turn around, a dusty and handsome white figure had already appeared beside him, followed by a warm and gentle breeze. voice, "Xiaoyue, don't be afraid."

Lu Zhile: "I'm not afraid!"

He had already passed the stage of being afraid of the dark and ghosts, but for some reason, the moment he saw Zhefeng, he still felt inexplicably at ease.

The author has something to say: Zhefeng: "This tea is really delicious."

Seventeen: "Fool, that's called coffee!"