Have you ever seen such a good evil spirit?

Xu Siliang probably didn't expect Wan Wansui to be so powerful, so he was a little dazed for a while.

It wasn't until Wan Wansui climbed down and meowed next to him, begging for praise, that Xu Sliang managed to recover.

He touched Wan Wansui's head and couldn't help sighing: "Wan Wansui, you are really amazing."

"Meow."

This "Rebirth" seems to have been turned over many times, the corners are severely damaged, and there are many marks inside, which should be left by the previous people.

The handwriting is surprisingly immature, there is no trace of continuous strokes, but it looks like a serious note made stroke by stroke.

It looks very much like the way he did his homework when he was a student.

Xu Sixian subconsciously remembered the rumor about the Ghost Supervision Bureau...

Someone actually resurrected a ghost.

But apart from the outcome of the incident, all details of it have been erased and are unknown.

But subconsciously, he didn't think that the person who did such a thing would be a half-baked student.

After contemplating for a moment, Xu Siquan had too few clues, and he still couldn't think of a reason.

He could only scan the entire book based on the notes left by that person.

I roughly understand that in order to revive a person, there are four things——

Ashes, spirit blood, memory, spirit body.

Spiritual blood comes from the spirit master, so the spiritual contract between humans and ghosts is essential.

The ashes determine the person's appearance and body, and whoever's ashes are will be regenerated into that person's appearance.

Memory and spiritual body determine the soul of this person, whose soul memory will have his consciousness.

After Xu Siliang read it, he carefully reviewed his thoughts.

Nan Wang's spirit body has been found, as long as he is not caught by the Ghost Supervision Bureau.

He can provide spiritual blood, as long as Nan Wang is willing to form a spiritual contract with him.

And memories and ashes...

At least the memory fragments had to wait for Xu Siliang to sit in the position of director and get permission.

This step can't be rushed for a while, so the memory should not be available for the time being.

After thinking for a while, Xu Siliang focused on Nan Huang's ashes again.

Nan Wang's ashes were buried in Beigang Cemetery by his brother Nan Gan.

Now that Xu Siliang is an unknown person who has almost nothing to do with Nan Wang, it is basically impossible to move Nan Wang's ashes out.

If they moved directly there, the people from Beigang Cemetery would definitely turn around and call Nangan.

So he might as well take the initiative and find a way to persuade Nan Gan.

After contemplating for a long time, Xu Siliang decided to send a message first to try it out.

He found Nangan's WeChat account and simply said hello.

Originally, he thought it was so late, and Nangan, who had always had a regular schedule, would not reply until tomorrow morning at the earliest.

As a result, within half a minute after he sent the message, Nan Gan suddenly called back.

In Xu Siliang's memory, Nangan's voice is slightly similar to Nanwan's, but now Nangan's warm and deep voice has a long-term hoarseness——

"Hey?"

"Size."

"haven't seen you for a long time."

……

Nan Gan has always been in poor health. Xu Sliang heard Nan Wang mention it once, but he didn't expect it to be worse in the past two years.

It is said that he had a car accident when he was a child, and the root cause of his body fell. He often fell ill and his legs and feet were inconvenient.

When Nan Wang's parents gave birth to Nan Wang, they hoped that they would still have someone to take care of Nan Qian after a hundred years.

In the end, no one would have thought that Nan Wang left before Nan Gan.

Fortunately, Nangan has a gentle temper and a smart mind, so it is not difficult for him to manage the company.

Coupled with the fact that the family is rich, there are no major problems in daily life.

The next day, when Xu Sliang arrived at the gate of Nan's house after a long absence, Yuan Shu, the housekeeper of Nan's house, and his son were already waiting at the door.

Uncle Yuan and his wife have been in Nan's house since they were young, and they all grew up watching Nan Gan and Nan Wan.

It's just that their husband and wife are old enough to have a son, but his son is a round younger than Nan Wang, and he just entered junior high school this year.

Before Nan Wang died, Xu Sliang followed Nan's family several times and met Uncle Yuan's family.

"Uncle Yuan." Xu Sliang smiled at him politely, "Long time no see, is Aunt Yuan at home?"

"She went out to buy groceries." Uncle Yuan patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and for some reason, his smile froze again.

He sighed and asked, "How have you been these two years? I heard that Young Master Xiaogan said that you don't seem to be filming much anymore? Have you found something else to do?"

"I'm not very suitable for filming, so it's better not to hurt the audience's eyes." Xu Siliang smiled slightly.

Originally, Uncle Yuan asked this question out of the concern of his elders, but a young man next to him took the conversation without hesitation: "Brother Nanxuan has left so many inheritances to him, and he still uses Do you have to make a play?"

As soon as he said this, the expressions of Xu Sliang and Uncle Yuan froze.

After Nan Wang passed away, his relatives and friends found out that he had given all his property to Xu Siliang.

Even Nan Wan's brother Nan Gan didn't get any money, let alone other relatives.

"You child, how do you talk?" Uncle Yuan frowned and couldn't help scolding.

He raised his hand and patted the back of his son's head: "My young master will give it to whomever he likes, but he won't give it to you."

"I'm not..." Seeing that his father's face was not very good, he didn't dare to say anything in the middle of the sentence, and immediately stopped talking.

Seeing this, Xu Siliang didn't want to embarrass Uncle Yuan, so he made a relief and said: "It's okay, what he said is right, people get lazy when they have money, and I will go back to filming when I have a suitable script after a while."

"Ah, that's actually not necessary." Uncle Yuan waved his hand and invited Xu Sliang into the yard, "Why do you work so hard when you have money? Just enjoy it."

Just as he was talking, a soft male voice suddenly came from not far away, "Uncle Yuan is right, Si Liang, you really should enjoy yourself."

Hearing the sound, Xu Siliang turned his head and followed the sound.

I saw Nan Gan turning the wheelchair by himself, coming from the direction of the garden.

It is estimated that the wind outside was a bit strong, which made him cough a few times.

Uncle Yuan was taken aback by him, and hurried to put on his clothes.

Xu Siliang also walked over and politely said hello: "Brother Nangan."

"Long time no see." Nan Gan coughed twice, nodded with a smile, "It's rare to see you looking for me."

To be precise, Xu Sliang hasn't had much contact with Nan Gan since Nan Wang's death.

On the one hand, he has always been a little ashamed of the Nan family because of Nan Wang's affairs, and on the other hand, he and Nan Gan really have nothing to talk about.

But Nan Gan obviously didn't think so.

Probably because of his poor health all the time, coupled with the inconvenience of his legs and feet, he is always more sentimental than others, and even feels a little sad because Xu Siliang doesn't contact him: "Although Ah Wan is gone, we are still friends anyway, you You don't contact me at work or in private, I thought you were avoiding me."

After being complained so much by him, Xu Siliang felt a little apologetic: "I'm sorry, the main thing is that I thought of Ah Wan when I came here."

"Well... that's right, I didn't think carefully." Nan Gan nodded clearly, smiling gently: "You are like my younger brother, you go to the Three Treasures Hall for nothing, so it's rare to come to me this time, it must be because of something ?”

"Indeed." Although Xu Sliang had prepared himself mentally before coming, he still didn't know how to speak.

He wanted to take away Nan Huang's ashes, but his reasons were too flimsy and bizarre.

If he was telling the truth, he might be thought crazy.

After a moment of silence, Xu Sixian decided to find a less outrageous reason: "Recently, I dreamed of Ah Wan when I was dreaming at night."

"Huh?" Nan Gan paused for a moment after hearing this, and asked curiously, "What did he say?"

"He said..." Xu Siliang was silent, his eyes darkened and he continued to make up: "He said that the feng shui of Beigang Cemetery is not good, and he has been bullied all the time. Let us change his ashes."

As soon as he uttered this nonsense, Nan Gan and Uncle Yuan were stunned.

"Bullyed?" Nan Gan seemed a little disbelieving, "With his temper, it would be good if he didn't bully others."

Xu Siliang: "..."

"Each place has its own rules." Xu Siliang forced himself to continue smiling, "I didn't really believe it at first, but he said it in tears in my dream..."

As soon as the words fell, Nan Wang, who was far away in Wuli Street, suddenly sneezed.

The clean insulation box in his hand was trembling and almost fell to the ground.

That was the heat preservation box from the day before yesterday. As soon as Nan Wang saw it, he thought that Xu Siliang hadn't come yesterday.

He pushed the insulation box aside irritably, and began to sulk on his own again.

"Tears?" Nan Gan obviously couldn't imagine that this adjective would appear on his younger brother, so he was silent for a long time.

It seems to be imagining how Nan Fan burst into tears.

But whether Xu Siliang believed it or not, he would definitely take away the ashes today.

While Nan Gan and Uncle Yuan were still immersed in the imagination of "Nan Huan burst into tears", Xu Sliang continued to fool around and said: "With Ah Wang's personality, he would not tell others when he was wronged. He never entrusted me with dreams in the past two years. He came here suddenly two days ago, and he probably couldn't hold it in for a long time. If we can't even help him realize this little wish, it would be too..."

"You're right." Nan Gan is Nan Huang's elder brother anyway, and after all, he loves his younger brother. Hearing what Xu Siliang said, he agreed without thinking too much.

But Xu Siliang didn't expect Nan Gan to agree so smoothly, so he was stunned suddenly.

"What's the matter?" Nan Gan smiled at him, "So surprised?"

"No." Xu Sixian came back to his senses, "I just didn't expect you to believe me."

Hearing this, Nan Gan blinked, and asked back: "Why can't you believe it? Don't you really believe in you? I also believe in Ah Wang's vision."

Hearing what he said, Xu Siliang smiled softly, lowered his eyes and thanked him.

"By the way, did Ah Wan say where he wants to move to?" Nan Gan asked curiously, having never seen Nan Wan in his dreams.

"Didn't tell me for the time being." Xu Sliang has now successfully taken the first step, and the following nonsense will be made up more easily.

He could even continue without changing his face: "Why don't you take it back to me first? After he tells me, I'll help him find a place to bury him."

"Alright." Nan Gan nodded slightly, "In a few days, I'll find someone to pick a date to move Ah Wan's ashes out, and then send them to your home."

After finishing speaking, he seemed to remember something, and suddenly asked: "By the way, where do you live now? Is it where Ah Wan used to live?"

"No." Xu Siliang shook his head, "I live in Qingning Yaju now, the house that Ah Wang stayed in."

"Ah there." Nan Gan suddenly realized, and then smiled helplessly: "Ah Van has always had a good eye, even when picking a house. I also fancy that villa before, but he just refused to give it to me. What nonsense did I say... I figured out that his future wife would like it there, so I have to pick something else."

This is indeed something Nanluan can do, Xu Siliang couldn't help laughing.

"It turns out that he was right." Seeing his smile, Nan Gan raised his eyebrows at him, "You seem to really like it there."

Xu Siliang curled the corners of his lips, "It's just a comfortable place to live."

Hearing what he said, Nan Gan was about to laugh at him, but he accidentally caught a cold and started coughing again.

Seeing this, Xu Siliang apologized: "I've disturbed you for too long, you go to the room to rest, in case you get sick, come back and tell me."

"He won't talk about you." Nan Gan said with a light smile, "He will definitely blame me for not inviting you into the house. I deserve to be sick."

As he said that, he sighed pretendingly, with a look of jealousy: "Forget it, forget it, brother is not allowed to stay, let him go, you dreamed of him, remember to ask him to come and see me too, don't Knowing to run to you all day long."

"Well, I'll talk to him." Xu Siliang nodded in response.

After the two chatted for a few more words, Nan Gan finally let him go and asked the driver to take Xu Sliang back.

After Xu Siliang returned home, he hurriedly made sweet and sour pork ribs for Nanwang, and ordered Yangzhi Ganlu, and took them to Wuli Street together.

He stayed at the Ghost Supervision Bureau all day yesterday in order to find books, and he didn't go to Wuli Street.

Today he deliberately did a little more to make up for yesterday's share.

"Hello." Xu Sliang stood at the door of the empty shop No. 19, looking up at the window on the second floor.

In the past, Nan Wang would watch from the window on the second floor, keeping a safe distance from him.

But today, the windows on the second floor are closed.

"Not here?" After wandering downstairs for a while, Xu Sliang suddenly sat down on the steps and opened the thermal box he brought, "Then I will eat it myself."

As a result, as soon as he finished speaking, the window on the second floor was suddenly pulled open with a "shua".

Xu Siliang raised his eyebrows, looked up, and saw Nan Wang standing quietly behind him.

He pursed his lips tightly and the line of his lips was very straight. He stared at Xu Siliang tightly without saying a word.

Xu Siliang looked at him, handed him the newly opened insulated box, and joked with a smile: "What a good day today? You're actually willing to leave it?"

It's a pity that Nan Wang didn't seem to be joking with him.

His gaze scanned Xu Siliang's body from beginning to end, and suddenly he said, "I've been hungry all day."

"..." Xu Siliang was silent, but finally couldn't hold back to expose him: "Ghosts don't get hungry."

In fact, ghosts don't need to eat what those people eat at all. Sometimes they eat a few mouthfuls just because they are greedy.

But Nan Wang didn't reason with him: "You have never been a ghost, so why do you say that ghosts don't get hungry?"

Xu Siliang: "..."

Yes, quite right.

It was rare for Xu Siliang to be persuaded by Nan Wang, and he stood up and apologized to him seriously: "Well, it's my fault."

Seeing that he apologized, Nan Wang pouted his nose and face more, and began to question him: "Why didn't you come yesterday?"

"There was something temporary yesterday, and I will still come on time after that."

Although Nan Wang's personality is more awkward now than before, Xu Siliang has been in a relationship with him for a year, and he has rich experience in coaxing people, and he has already figured out the law of Nan Wang's personality.

As long as you touch it along the fur, generally nothing will go wrong.

So at this moment, Xu Siliang admitted his mistakes very well, and he didn't mean to be impatient at all.

He was sure that Nanlu would not care about such trivial matters when he was in a good mood.

But for some reason, this trick didn't work this time.

Nan Wang's face that was so cold that it was icy shards didn't seem to ease at all.

He looked at Xu Si again.

Seemingly not seeing any results, he suddenly leaned down and sniffed closer.

Xu Siliang was startled for a moment by his sudden movement, and froze in place.

I don't know how long it took before Nan Wang opened the distance a little bit, squinted his eyes, and asked questions without beginning or end——

"Who did you fool around with?"

"It stinks to death."

The author has something to say:

Nan Wan: I know the smell of a smelly man.

Xu Siliang:?