Have you ever seen such a good evil spirit?

As soon as Zhuang Yu's inexplicable words popped out, Xu Siliang subconsciously glanced at Nan Wang who was in his arms.

Sure enough, Nan Wang, who was still struggling violently just now, suddenly fell silent as if he had lost his breath.

He lay quietly in Xu Siliang's arms without saying a word, as if trying to reduce his sense of existence.

Xu Siliang: "..."

"This necklace," Xu Siliang glanced at Nan Wang angrily, then turned his head and smiled at Zhuang Yu: "I can't remember it."

"You definitely won't remember it!" Zhuang Yu replied with trembling lips: "This is something that is left behind after being captured by a ghost and married in the dark."

Hearing the word "dark marriage", Xu Siliang's smile suddenly froze at the corner of his lips.

He glanced down at Nan Wan again.

Nan Wang still nestled quietly in his arms, motionless as if he hadn't heard anything.

Xu Siliang snorted imperceptibly, then turned to look up at the astonished Zhuang Yu: "It shouldn't be a big deal, I'll just go home and check carefully."

"No, Deputy Director Xu!" Even Zhuang Yu is the head of Department S, this is the first time he saw such a thing, and he was so anxious that he almost cried: "I have never seen a ghost that can take people away quietly. Where can there be such a powerful ghost?"

As she said that, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in her mind, and she suddenly realized: "Ah! I know! Is it the S01 who escaped that time?!"

Xu Siliang: "..."

You can really guess.

"Last time I said that it is not a good thing for a ghost to escape..." Zhuang Yu seriously recalled the previous incident, and suddenly said in a daze: "Look, S01 is really hiding in your house and preparing to attack you!"

"Hmm...probably not." Xu Sliang glanced at Nan Wang in his arms, and smiled lightly: "If he is going to attack me, why is he dragging me into a ghost marriage while I'm not prepared? Just sneak attack." .”

Zhuang Yu: "..."

Zhuang Yu: "It seems to be right?"

"So, he probably didn't want to do anything to me." Xu Siliang's ability to fool children is simply top-notch.

He smiled slightly, with a serious face, but he didn't know what kind of nonsense he said in his mouth: "It's okay, you don't have to worry too much, he may just have a crush on me."

Nan Wan: "?"

Zhuang Yu: "?"

"What do you call it? How can you not be worried?!" Zhuang Yu couldn't help but exclaimed, "This is more terrifying than a ghost trying to kill you!"

However, Xu Siliang, the person involved, had a calmness that was different from ordinary people: "Didn't you say that S01 is tall and handsome? What's so scary?"

"This..." Zhuang Yu suddenly didn't know what to say after being so lightly choked by him.

She knows that S01 is tall and handsome, after all, she has been looking at portraits for two years in order to catch him.

but……

That's not a reason to marry a ghost, is it?

Zhuang Yu still found it unacceptable, and continued to persuasion: "Deputy Bureau Xu, he can pull you into marriage without anyone knowing, sleep next to you at night without anyone knowing, and even You can't take it lightly when someone steals you and kills you without anyone noticing it!"

"I know." Xu Si nodded with good temper, "but if he wanted to kill me, why did he use marriage as a foreshadowing? Just kill me."

Zhuang Yu: "..."

For a while, Zhuang Yu couldn't explain why S01 used marriage as a foreshadowing, and could only say palely: "Maybe... a dark marriage is good for him?"

However, Xu Siliang looked indifferent: "It's okay, you don't have to worry too much about small things, I can handle them myself."

"Really?" Zhuang Yu was still a little worried, "Do you want me to bring people from Department S to your house to drive out ghosts or something?"

"No need, I can't do this little thing myself?" Xu Sliang still smiled gently, "And he has no plans to do anything to me for the time being, I will take this opportunity to get along with him for a while, and then help you trick him over Throwing him to reincarnate, isn't that much easier than arresting him with great fanfare?"

Perhaps Zhuang Yu's filter for Xu Siliang's fans was eight meters thick, and at this moment he actually felt that what he said was very reasonable: "Then Deputy Director Xu, be careful, if you have anything, you must contact me."

"Don't worry, I will spare my life, and I will definitely contact you." Xu Sixian waved her hand, speaking as if it was true.

When he was about to leave, he suddenly thought of something, and said casually as if joking: "By the way, don't alarm the bureau beforehand, otherwise I will lose face if I don't get scammed."

"Deputy Director Xu I know." Zhuang Yu nodded, although he said so, but his face was full of worry.

Xu Siliang smiled reassuringly, turned around and walked towards the parking lot with the little dog in his arms.

Originally, he thought that when he got in the car, he would be able to drag Nan Wang out and ask about the ghost marriage.

In the end, Nan Wang was as if someone had cut off the power supply, and refused to come out to the death, still attached to the little soil dog.

Even when he got home, he jumped out suddenly when Xu Siliang was not paying attention, let the little dog go, turned around and flew up to the second floor.

Finally, the door was "clicked" and locked.

No matter how Xu Siliang called him, he couldn't call him out.

It wasn't until Xu Siliang finished cooking that the smell of this ghost thing came down, with an expression of resignation to death.

He was holding a pair of scissors, and as he went downstairs, he cut the air with a click.

Xu Siliang, who was standing at the dining table, raised his eyelids angrily: "Are you willing to come down?"

He put the chopsticks and bowl in front of Nan Wang, and was about to serve his share, when Nan Wang suddenly stretched out his hand...

Then he tore off his collar.

Xu Siliang: "?"

"What are you doing?" Xu Sliang glanced at him inexplicably, but he didn't stop him, he just put the bowl aside.

"I want to leave..." Nan Wang just uttered a word, when the words came to his mouth, he suddenly turned a corner, and changed his words: "Cut off this useless thing."

He picked up the red rope with one hand, took out the scissors with the other, and was about to cut it off, but Xu Siliang held his hand down: "Wait a minute."

"What are you doing?" Nan Wang looked at him impatiently.

"Aren't you going to explain it to me?" Xu Sixian looked up at him, and said with a half-smile: "You want a divorce without saying a word? You are so beautiful."

Nan Wan: "..."

"Who is getting divorced?" Nan Wang took a step back as if someone stepped on his tail: "Where did you get divorced without getting married?"

"Not married?" Xu Siliang looked at him incredulously, pointed to the red string with the word "Ming" hanging around his neck, and said with a serious face: "Isn't this the token of love you gave me? Turn your face and deny someone? Scumbag Ah You."

Nan Wan: "..."

"What is a token of love?" Nan Wang suddenly frowned, and he didn't know whether he was angry or ashamed, his cheeks were flushed, and he couldn't even speak incoherently: "I just want to take you to the ghost world Lingquan heals your wounds... why did you make a token of love? Why do you still push your nose on your face after saving you?"

Seeing Nan Wang being teased so innocently and jumping his feet after losing his memory, Xu Siliang felt that he was not a thing.

But as soon as he met Nan Wang, his sense of morality was not so strong, so basically there would be no pity, only more and more serious bad intentions.

He asked rhetorically, "ah, is that because I am being sentimental?"

"Otherwise?" Nan Wang thought he had heard it, so he managed to calm down and explained a few words to him seriously: "Only people who marry ghosts can pass through the gate of hell. I did it to save you. Don't think too much about it." .”

Hearing this, Xu Siliang just raised his eyebrows, and said still relentlessly: "Then according to what you said, I would be sorry for you if I didn't promise myself."

Nan Wan: "..."

"Which word do I mean?" Nan Wang glared at him, gritted his teeth and said, "Why are you so unreasonable?"

"Me? Unreasonable?" Xu Siliang curled his lips and smiled, and suddenly stretched out his hand to pull Nan Wang to sit down at the table, and said softly: "Then I will be reasonable with you. Let go, don't rush to cut this one. "

Nan Wan: "?"

Nan Wang was taken aback by his sudden tenderness, and looked at him in bewilderment.

Xu Siliang patted Nan Lun's shoulder with a smile, then suddenly stretched out his fingertips, and hooked Nan Lun's neckline down——

As expected, there was a pendant exactly the same as Xu Siliang's neck hanging under the delicate collarbone, which was obviously a pair.

Nan Wan: "..."

Xu Siliang withdrew his hand, with an expression of "I knew it", raised his eyebrows lightly and looked at Nan Huang: "If you want to die, you have to cut mine, why don't you cut your own first?"

"..."

"What? Reluctant?"

"..."

"say."

"What do you want me to say?" Nan Wang glared at Xu Sixian, and held back for a long time before he came up with a pale and feeble reason: "I just forgot to cut it."

As he said that, he raised his hand and wanted to cut the red rope around his neck. The scene was like killing himself with a knife to prove his innocence.

Xu Siliang was amused by him, snatched his scissors, and said to him, "Okay, no one is forcing you to cut it, why are you so awkward?"

"I want to cut it myself, can't I?" Nan Wang glanced at him, and wanted to reach out for the scissors again.

"No." Xu Siliang reasoned with him solemnly: "I got married for the first time, and you just divorced me like this. You are destroying my illusion of a beautiful marriage."

Nan Wang had probably never heard of such fallacies in eight lifetimes, and couldn't help asking him in disbelief: "Do you still have fantasies about ghost marriage?"

No normal person has fantasies about dark marriages.

Neuropathy.

"Yes, I just have fantasies, what's the matter?" Xu Sliang rarely showed an unreasonable hooliganism.

It's just a matter of adding "you have the ability to kill me".

Nan Wang talked with Xu Si about you and me for so long, and seeing that he was so messed up in this matter, he didn't know how to refute for a while.

Sitting at the dining table, he suddenly fell into endless silence, as if thinking about life.

Xu Siliang at the side thought it was a bit funny for him to do this, but he couldn't bear to keep him closed like this, so he pushed him: "Eat."

Hearing the sound, Nan Wangcai finally lifted his half-drooped eyelids and looked at Xu Siliang.

"What are you looking at me for? I have sweet and sour pork ribs on my face?" Xu Si Liang picked a piece for him and put it in his bowl, "Eat."

However, Nan Wang ignored him and still stared at him.

After a long time, as if he had made some important decision, he looked at Xu Si Liang and asked him, "You don't want to cut it?"

Xu Siliang gave him a funny look: "Why did you cut it?"

Nan Wang asked again: "You really don't want to cut it?"

Xu Siliang nodded again, and replied in a drawn-out tone: "Well——I really don't want to cut it."

After repeated confirmation several times, Nan Wang looked at him complicatedly, turned away, and said in a firm tone——

"Then don't regret it."

"Yes, yes, no regrets." Xu Siliang readily agreed.

He didn't know if he regretted it in the end, anyway, he regretted it that night.

In the middle of the night, the house was quiet, the only sound left in the room was the sound of the air conditioner and Xu Siliang's shallow breathing.

He buried half of his face in the quilt, sleeping soundly.

The next moment, a cold hand suddenly reached out from his side and pulled down the quilt around his face.

A gust of cool wind rushed in instantly.

But Xu Siliang didn't wake up.

Seeing this, the owner of the ice hand was silent for a while, and decided to change his mind.

He suddenly stretched out his fingertips and pinched Xu Siliang's face.

This time Xu Siliang was finally pinched awake.

He half-opened his eyes sleepily, and saw a tall translucent ghost standing beside his bed.

He was holding a pillow in his hand.

Xu Siliang: "?"

Before he could react to what was going on in front of him, he heard the ghost speak.

The ghost said solemnly—

"Hey, Xu Siliang, get up."

"?"

"I'm going to sleep here."

"???"

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