[Soul Ferry] I see ghosts every day at work

An Ming drove Mulan and Xia Dongqing out of the study and closed the door to heal Zhao Li.

Although Xia Dongqing felt that An Ming was unreliable, but with Mulan as a guarantee, he could only wait in the corridor.

Waiting is always long, even every minute and every second seems to be infinitely magnified.Xia Dongqing stood facing the door of the study for a while, seeing no movement inside, couldn't help leaning against the door, put her ear on the door to hear what was going on inside, after listening for a while, but still heard nothing .

Mulan folded her arms and leaned against the opposite wall. Seeing him like that, she couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, Dongqing. Although An Ming is a bit frivolous, he has a high level of cultivation. Brother Li will be fine."

Xia Dongqing also realized that she seemed to be concerned and confused, and nodded to Mulan: "Although I don't quite understand what he said, your friend must be very powerful."

Mulan was taken aback for a moment, then shook her head: "No, An Ming...he is not our friend, he..."

Before Mulan finished speaking, the door of the study was opened.As soon as the door was opened, there was an angry scolding voice from Zhao Lizhong: "Your uncle's fake Taoist dared to stab me, I must kill him!"

Xia Dongqing's heart finally fell back after mentioning it for a long time. Compared with the man who fainted on his shoulder, Zhao Li, who was so lively and vigorous, was extra reassuring.

Zhao Li was still on the three-person sofa facing the door of the study, but now he changed from lying down to sitting up, with his legs crossed, looking at his injuries.

An Ming sat on the single sofa on Zhao Li's right, holding a cup of coffee that came out of nowhere.

Although there was no smile on Mulan's face, she could tell that she also breathed a sigh of relief: "Brother Li, how are you?"

Zhao Li gave Mulan a comforting smile: "It's just a small injury, it's fine."

"It's okay, why did you faint?" Xia Dongqing whispered while standing beside Mulan.

However, Zhao Li heard it clearly. He stretched out his hand as if to pat Xia Dongqing, raised it, and quickly retracted it: "If it wasn't for you, why would I be like this? I told you to look at the shop carefully and don't be blind." Run, you don't listen to me! Hurry up and give me a squeeze, your shoulder hurts."

Xia Dongqing knew she was wrong, so she resigned herself to sitting beside Zhao Li and massaged his shoulders.

At this time, An Ming gave a strange laugh, put down the coffee in his hand, crossed his fingers, leaned on the sofa with a relaxed body, and said with a half-smile, "Officer Zhao, you have a good eye."

Zhao Li raised his eyes to look at An Ming, the light in his eyes turned, only for a moment, but then he recovered, and smiled self-deprecatingly: "How can I, if I have good eyesight, why would I be injured by a broken sword by a fake Taoist priest?"

"No and no." An Ming shook his index finger, "The peach wood sword that hurt you is not ordinary. According to legend, in ancient times, someone cut down the fairy tree in the peach garden of the Queen Mother and made it into a sword, which can kill demons and eliminate demons. , to ward off evil spirits and drive away yin, and is regarded as the mahogany sword master.

The legend is of course just a legend. There is no mahogany sword master in this world, but the sword that hurt you has at least a thousand years of history. If I guess correctly, it is probably handed down by Zhang Daoling at the end of the Han Dynasty. "

"Zhang Daoling?" Xia Dongqing had a deep understanding of what it means to be ignorant one night after another, but this did not affect his brain's functioning, "Zhang Tianshi is also surnamed Zhang, does it have anything to do with this Zhang Daoling?"

"Interesting." An Ming stroked his chin with his index finger, smiling with peach blossom eyes, "If he is really a descendant of Zhang Daoling, I really want to meet him for a while."

"Then can you help Ah Hai?" Xia Dongqing didn't have a good impression of An Ming, but since he was able to cure Zhao Li and seemed to be a master of Taoism, Xia Dongqing thought that since Zhao Li couldn't help Ah Hai Hai, then as a human being, An Ming would be fine?

"Don't bother Master Jia'an with your trivial matters. I've left and closed the shop for one night. I've lost a lot." Before An Ming could respond, Zhao Li pulled Xia Dongqing's arm urged him to leave.

"I won't go!" Xia Dongqing was poured cold water by Zhao Li over and over again about Ah Hai's matter. Once his stubborn temper came up, he shook off Zhao Li's hand again, "I promised Ah Hai to help him, you If I can’t help him, can I find someone else?”

"You..." Zhao Li pointed at Xia Dongqing with his index finger, tapped it several times, and finally took it back as if resigned to his fate, "If you don't listen to me, sooner or later you will suffer a lot!"

Seeing that Zhao Li didn't urge him to leave, Xia Dongqing told An Ming carefully what happened after he met Ah Hai.

An Ming listened patiently, until Xia Dongqing finished talking, then pondered for a moment and asked, "The ghost you mentioned is downstairs now?"

Xia Dongqing nodded: "An...Master An, can you help Ah Hai?"

"I can't help him, the lost memory can only be retrieved by himself, and the only one who can help him is himself." An Ming's answer was very simple, "But I can help him break the blood contract with the Zhang family, and ...If you want, I can also make a blood contract with him for you."

"No, no, no, I don't need to sign any blood contract with him." Xia Dongqing's eyes lit up when she heard that An Ming had a solution, "I'm already very grateful that you can help Ah Hai escape from Zhang Tianshi's control."

An Ming smiled mysteriously, and snapped his fingers: "Okay then, for this matter, treat it as if you owe me a favor, Little Holly. I'll go change my clothes, and we'll go 'fake' together later."

Not long after An Ming turned around and entered the room, Uncle Gui, who had changed into a three-piece suit, pushed open the door of the study: "The three please follow me downstairs, breakfast is ready."

Only then did Xia Dongqing realize that they were staying at the Anjia and unknowingly stayed until dawn.

Mulan got up first, glanced at the grandfather clock standing by the wall, and said to Zhao Li: "Brother Li, since you are fine, I'll go first."

Zhao Li nodded and patted Mulan on the shoulder: "I'm sorry to trouble you. Call me if you need anything."

After Mulan declined Uncle Gui's breakfast, she left An's house alone.After Uncle Gui mentioned breakfast, Xia Dongqing suddenly became hungry, so he decided to follow Uncle Gui downstairs to eat. He just got up and walked two steps, when he heard Zhao Li behind him calling him: "Xia Dongqing You come back to me."

Student Xia didn't know why, so he walked back obediently, looked at Zhao Li who got up and stood still, and asked, "What's wrong with you? What's the matter?"

Zhao Li pursed his lips, and said unwillingly: "I hurt my leg, and it's inconvenient to walk. Give me a hand."

Xia Dongqing wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, she pursed her lips slightly, and secretly looked at Zhao Li's depressed expression. After being patted on the back of the head by Zhao Li, she finally reached out and put Zhao Li's arm on her shoulder, letting him lean on Walk by yourself.

When the two of them wandered downstairs and walked to the restaurant, the elusive An Ming was already sitting at one end of the long table, eating breakfast with a knife and fork.

Ah Hai, who was left downstairs before, stood respectfully behind An Ming at this moment, as if he was saying something to him.

When An Ming saw Zhao Li and Xia Dongqing, he waved a knife and fork to greet them: "You are welcome, sit down wherever you want."

Xia Dongqing thanked him, helped Zhao Li to sit down, and took the seat next to him.After the two sat down, Uncle Gui placed two plates of food in front of them.

It was nine o'clock in the morning when the three of them finished their breakfast and went out.An Ming asked Ah Hai to return to the ashes temporarily, called Xia Dongqing and Zhao Li, and drove to Zhang Tianshi's residence together.

The author has something to say: To Que’er’s Little Theater——Nurse Xia VS Patient Zhao (Please put the two brains in nurse’s and patient’s attire first)

Patient Zhao's fingers and shoulders: sore shoulders.

Nurse Xia pinched her shoulders attentively.

Patient Zhao pointed to her thigh: her leg hurts.

Nurse Xia rubbed her legs attentively.

Patient Zhao pointed to his lips: I want to kiss.

Nurse Xia: ...

The author appears and pulls the light.