After sending the wrong order, I got angry with the Lord of the Underworld

Nancheng in December has entered winter.

The first ray of dawn in the morning broke through the clouds and formed in the mist.

As soon as the alarm clock rang at six o'clock, Ning Xi opened his eyes.

She sat up and looked at the alarm clock, then pressed the forehead that was a little sore, got up and washed, and went to the kitchen to make breakfast.

Half an hour later, after eating and washing the dishes, she sat in front of the computer, opened a coding software, and then started to be in a daze.

During the whole process, Ning Xi didn't make a sound.Even her movements were crisp and neat, without the slightest pause or hesitation, appearing a little indifferent.

This kind of indifference is different from Mu Yuanzhi's sense of alienation from the world, it is indifference to the world.

This was the first time Yu Qing received a death order from a girl, and he was afraid of offending Ning Xi.

So I planned to go in and observe after Ning Xi woke up, who knew that this person got up at six o'clock.

He looked at Ning Xi who was typing on the computer desk, and couldn't help giving him a thumbs up, "Get up at [-] o'clock on non-working days, this big girl is a ruthless person."

He can't even start at six o'clock on weekdays.

It seems that not only the gap between people is large, but also the gap between humans and ghosts.

Mu Yuanzhi stared at Ning Xi for a while, then suddenly said, "She seems to be writing a novel."

The computer screen was a little far away from them, and Mu Yuanzhi couldn't see it clearly, and he didn't move forward, adhering to the principle of intimacy between men and women.

Yu Qing glanced at Ningxi's computer screen and nodded, "She, could it be that writing novels caused depression and committed suicide?"

According to his experience of surfing the Internet, there are indeed quite a few novel authors suffering from depression.

Mu Yuanzhi didn't rush to answer, but searched the novel written by Ning Xi.

"Ning Xi, pen name Jizhi, is good at writing all kinds of dark mystery novels." Mu Yuanzhi looked at the information about Ning Xi on a certain subject, pondered for a while and said: "Because I have been writing novels for a long time, I have too much mental pressure. It's not impossible for a situation like this to lead to depression."

But this is just a guess and cannot be directly determined.

Moreover, based on previous experience, it has indeed proved the truth not to make a final conclusion until the last moment.

Ning Xi, who was coding, had completely sunk into her own world, totally unaware that there were two more male ghosts in her room.

She quickly pressed her fingertips on the keyboard, and words appeared on the computer screen one by one, forming a bizarre story.

Ning Xi is currently writing an urban suspense novel called "Rainy Night".The female patron of the novel, Gu Xi, is an ordinary student, but she has an experience that is different from ordinary people.

[There is no sound in the alley.The already dim lights flickered due to unstable voltage, resembling a scene from a horror movie.

Gu Xi was walking in this alley, her heart beating violently for no reason.The subconscious mind seems to be aware of the danger, the nerves are tense, and the string in the mind has been stretched to the limit.

This small alley is not too long, but under the blessing of fear, every step seems extraordinarily long.

Gu Xi squeezed the strap of her schoolbag tightly, and was about to leave here quickly, but just as she stepped out, she stepped on a soft and sticky thing.

At that moment, fear surged directly from the soles of the feet to the Tianling Gai.Gu Xi swallowed her saliva, maintained this posture for a while, and then slowly turned her head.She saw a pale face. 】

Ning Xi stretched after typing the last word.

Although the air conditioner is turned on at home, the temperature is not high. The main reason is that Ning Xi is afraid that he will get sleepy while writing, which will directly turn him into a pigeon.

"Today's condition is actually pretty good." Ning Xi said to himself, then took off his glasses and moved his stiff neck, "It's noon."

After she clicked publish, she opened a delivery app and started browsing her lunch.

On the other side, Yu Qing was holding his mobile phone and watching with great interest.

"What are you looking at?" Mu Yuanzhi glanced sideways at Yu Qing and asked.

Yu Qing didn't look up, and continued to slide his fingertips on the screen, "Read a novel."

Mu Yuanzhi didn't expect this answer, he was silent for a moment, and then asked: "Ningxi's?"

"Of course not." Yu Qing finally raised his head, turned his phone screen towards Mu Yuanzhi, and said, "The big girl's writing is too dark, which is not conducive to the healthy development of my young mind."

Looking at Yu Qing's phone screen, Mu Yuanzhi didn't know for a while whether he should complain about Yu Qing's young heart, or whether he should complain about a ghost king who has lived for a thousand years for reading Mary Su's dog blood novels.

But before he complained, Yu Qing said again: "This novel is pretty good, do you want to read it?"

Mu Yuanzhi took a breath, his face full of rejection: "No, you can see for yourself."

He was really not interested in that "Strong Doting Wife: Ghost King and Concubine Tsundere".

Might as well look at the parenting guide.

It might take some time for the takeaway to be delivered. Ning Xi might be bored of waiting, so he casually played a ghost movie.

Mu Yuanzhi glanced at Yu Qing, who was still obsessed with novels, and leaned forward to take a look-a lot of things can be analyzed from a person's viewing preferences.

Ningxi's movie viewing records are basically ghost movies, and there are ghost movies in various countries.But what attracted Mu Yuanzhi the most was the movie with the lowest movie viewing record.

It was an old movie, and Mu Yuanzhi had seen it before.

He vaguely remembered that this movie was about a poor family of three in the countryside enjoying a happy family life under extreme human suffering.

The rating of this movie is very high, and many people cried when watching it.

Mu Yuanzhi was thinking about the special meaning of this movie to Ning Xi, when he felt something extra around him.

He tilted his head, looked at Yu Qing who was leaning against him, and couldn't help but said, "You don't read novels anymore?"

"I don't want to read it..." Yu Qing's voice was muffled, with obvious unhappiness, "That author has no heart."

He was enjoying watching the Ghost King and the Aojiao Concubine, but the author suddenly changed his style of writing, and suffered an extremely bloody amnesia.

"When you lose your memory, you forget your lover, and you stand on the opposite side of your lover! What kind of love is this!" Yu Qing complained cursingly.

Mu Yuanzhi didn't know how to bring this kind of true feelings into the novel, so he pursed his lips and asked, "Isn't it normal to forget about it?"

If you still remember after amnesia, what kind of amnesia is it?

Hearing this, Yu Qing immediately turned his head and stared at Mu Yuanzhi, with an unhappy expression on his face, "You really have no romantic cells at all. You forget the world but remember you alone, how romantic!"

Mu Yuanzhi: ...

Mu Yuanzhi really couldn't understand this romance, so he silently took out his parenting experience and chose to shut up.

The takeaway that Ningxi ordered has arrived. When the delivery guy called, she didn't rush to connect, but turned on the voice changer first.

"Mr. Wang, your takeaway has arrived." The delivery guy's voice came from the phone.

Ning Xi looked at the screen and said in a low voice, "Put it at the door."

The pleasant female voice was transformed into a rough male voice through the voice changer, and the delivery guy didn't think much about it, and replied directly: "Okay."

Ning Xi's computer screen has become a surveillance camera at the door of the house. She waited for the delivery guy to leave, and it took several minutes before she opened the door and took the food in.Then she curled up on her sofa and continued to watch the ghost movie she hadn't finished watching just now.

On the side, Yu Qing took out his small notebook again and began to write and draw, "Women who live alone have a strong sense of vigilance, which is worthy of praise."

Many women who live alone these days die because of lack of vigilance.Although it sounds like putting the cart before the horse for victims to increase their awareness of prevention.But no matter how restrained, bad people will not become good people.

While fighting crime, it is also necessary to keep victims away from danger as much as possible.

"It's not that she has a high sense of vigilance." Mu Yuanzhi said suddenly: "She has no sense of security at all."

Ning Xi has always been curled up on the sofa chair, she does not rule out the possibility that she thinks this position is the most comfortable.From another perspective, this is also a manifestation of extreme insecurity.

"But isn't she at home?" Yu Qing blinked, "What danger can there be at home?"

Mu Yuanzhi shook his head, indicating that he didn't know either.

The special effects and plot of the ghost movie that Ning Xi showed were quite good. In order to have a more atmospheric feeling, she even drew the curtains at home and went directly to an immersive viewing.

When the sound of the water piano came out again, the protagonist was already on the verge of being frightened crazy.

Mu Yuanzhi folded his arms, looked at the computer screen for a while, and looked at Ning Xi with a calm face for a while, and said, "She doesn't seem to be afraid of ghost movies at all."

Human emotions are quite complicated, and terror is also a manifestation of thrill-seeking.Some people may be naturally calm, but it is not possible that there will be no change at this time.

"I think I might know why she's depressed." Yu Qing swallowed, trying to stay calm, "If you watch this kind of stuff every day, you won't be depressed."

He only took a few glances and felt that he was about to die.

Why is there such an anti-ghost thing as ghost movies in this world?

They ghosts are not so scary, okay!

Mu Yuanzhi didn't notice Yu Qing's abnormality at all, but nodded his head in agreement, "So Ningxi's calmness may also be due to seeing too much."

Yu Qing doesn't care about Ning Xi now, he moved closer to Mu Yuanzhi, and said awkwardly: "Mu Yuanzhi, come here."

"Huh?" Mu Yuanzhi tilted his head slightly, looking at Yu Qing.

"My mother..." Yu Qing held his breath, and when a huge grimace appeared on the computer screen again, he jumped directly behind Mu Yuanzhi, "I'm so fucking afraid!"

This answer was beyond Mu Yuanzhi's expectation.

He didn't move away, but asked, "Are you a ghost still afraid of ghost movies?"

"Who said ghosts can't be afraid of ghost movies!" Yu Qing poked out half of his head from behind Mu Yuan, looking at the computer screen, "We are different from ghosts in ghost movies."

He was so good-looking that he wasn't intimidating at all.

Mu Yuanzhi felt a little helpless when he saw Yu Qing poking his head, "If you're afraid, don't watch it."

"No!" Yu Qing resolutely refused, "I'm a ghost who has a beginning and an end! I must know why they... ah ah ah came out again!"

Mu Yuanzhi was pulled by Yu Qing and almost fell down. After stabilizing his body, he couldn't hold back and said, "You are really good at cooking and love to play."

Yu Qing, who was in a state of fear, had no time to refute, but silently tightened his hand holding Mu Yuanzhi's arm, expressing how scared he was.

Mu Yuanzhi's face changed slightly, but he didn't say much after all.

It's just that when Yu Qing pinched his flesh again, he grabbed Yu Qing's arm and pulled him to him.

"Ah, Mu Yuanzhi, what are you doing! This is murder!" Yu Qing yelled, but in the next second, a pair of cold hands covered his ears, blocking out the ghost film's voice.

As the faint cedar scent on Mu Yuanzhi approached, Yu Qing suddenly felt his fear dissipate completely, but his heart beat faster and faster.

But I don't have a heartbeat.

This sentence popped up in Yu Qing's mind while he was thinking wildly.And before he had time to do anything, he heard Mu Yuanzhi's deep and magnetic voice ringing in his ears——

"If you can't hear, you won't be afraid."