A thousand-year-old corpse fell in love with me

After spending nearly 2 yuan, Yu Chun bought an Apple notebook. With his fucking character, he must use the new one himself and leave the old one to Pingyi.

Back home, Yu Chun charged the laptop, hesitated for a moment before coming to the door of the North House, raised his hand and knocked lightly twice.

"What's the matter?" Ping Yi's sexy voice came from inside, which made one's ears feel pregnant.

Yu Chun slandered in his heart, the voice is so useful, it is not a big rice dumpling, "Can you give me the laptop, I will transfer some things to the new notebook, and then I will return it to you."

Not long after, Ping Yi came out of the bedroom with his old laptop, and took a look at the new notebook with the screensaver still on it.

Returning the old laptop to Yu Chun, Ping Yi stepped forward, pulled out the wires together, picked up the new laptop and went straight into the house.

"Hey! I can't pass things like this!" Yu Chun jumped, wondering what he meant.

Ping Yi turned around and looked at him with an idiot look, "Give this to me, and you don't have to pass it on."

"boom!"

With the sound of closing the door, Yu Chun stood there stupidly, like a sand sculpture in the wind, with a kind of unlucky gray in his whole body.

As the saying goes, there is no harm without comparison. I have just experienced the speed of the new computer, and when I use the old computer again, I feel like smashing the mouse.

As a result, when Yuping was playing games, he was always complaining and cursing.

Cooperate with the newly bought wedding dress, and just wear it for others.

"Big silly bird, you don't even know how to replenish soldiers, and you just play games like this!" Yu Chun bit the potato chips, and the keyboard was slapped by him.

At this moment, Ping Yi came out of the room.

Yu Chun immediately swallowed what was in his mouth, and asked cautiously: "Am I bothering you? I will keep my voice down."

"Hungry Ghost Festival is coming soon, you go to bed early." Ping Yi straightened his collar in front of the mirror.

What does going to bed early have to do with Hungry Ghost Festival?Yu Chun didn't know why, seeing Ping Yi looking like he was about to go out, he couldn't help asking: "Are you going out? It's already past ten o'clock in the evening."

Ping Yi turned his head and glanced at him, with obvious malice in his eyes, "I like to go out at night, don't you know that you can't do shameful things until night?"

Yu Chun shrank his neck like a little quail, lowered his head and said, "You always walk slowly."

The corner of his mouth subconsciously curled up, and Ping Yi pushed the door and went out.

After confirming that the big zongzi had left, Yu Chun breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this guy would not go out to kill people and set fire to him, would he?

Withdrawing his thoughts, Yu Chun glanced at the game, the lair had already been blown up.

Closing the laptop, Yu Chun scratched his head and glanced at the door.

He told himself not to meddle in his own business, he was narrow-shouldered and short, even if the big zongzi really wanted to do something, he couldn't stop him.

"Wash and sleep, yes, wash and sleep." Yu Chun mumbled into the bathroom.

After Ruyan was dealt with, the bathroom lights turned on again, and it seemed that they would not need to be replaced in a short time.

After taking a shower, Yuchun changed into clean clothes, then threw the old clothes in the washing machine, and went back to sleep without washing them.

It may be that he was thinking day by day and dreaming at night. As soon as Yu Chun closed his eyes, he saw Ping Yi pressing on a woman's body to do that kind of thing, and then sucked the woman's energy away, and her beauty instantly turned into bones.

Under the constant nightmare, Yu Chun felt that his chest was very heavy, as if he was being pressed down by a big rock.

Then, his mouth was also gagged, and something seemed to be draining from his body, it felt like his first ejaculation as an adult.

"Ah!" Yu Chun woke up suddenly.

What he saw was not the ceiling of his own house, nor the night light by the bed, but a pair of deep eyes.

These eyes were as black as ink, and there was an indelible tenderness in them, but when he carefully identified them, they turned into a void again.

"You, what are you doing!" The warmth on his lips was still there, Yu Chun looked at Ping Yi who was pressing on him, why is this guy in his room, when did he come back?

Ping Yi propped himself up, wiped his mouth, and looked disgusted, "Don't make such a fuss, it's just to suck your energy, just like you humans eat, I also need to eat."

"Suck me, suck my energy?" Yu Chun hurriedly pushed Ping Yi away, took out a small mirror from the drawer of the bedside table, turned on the light and began to take photos.

"What are you looking at?" Ping Yi didn't understand his actions, what's wrong with a big man looking in the mirror at night?

Yu Chun touched his face, and opened the corners of his eyes with his hands, "I haven't turned into a mummy, nor have I aged rapidly?"

"Why did you become a mummy, or age rapidly?" Ping Yi had already guessed his purpose, and couldn't help but feel amused.

Yu Chun sat cross-legged on the bed, with a serious expression, "This is how it is played in TV dramas. After many female demons suck the energy of men, men will grow old rapidly, or become mummies."

"The situation you said is real, do you want to try it?" Ping Yi reached out and lifted Yu Chun's chin, a smirk curled up at the corner of his mouth.

Yu Chun shook his head again and again, if the head and neck were not connected firmly enough, they might have been separated.

"No! I don't want to try it at all!" Yu Chunsheng was afraid that Da Zongzi would not understand what he meant.

Ping Yi withdrew her hand, "Being absorbed a small amount of essence will not affect your health, just like you humans donate blood."

Yu Chun touched his mouth, "That's not okay, I'm a big man, and you are also a man, so it's strange to kiss together like this."

Ping Yi pondered for about a minute, then looked straight at him and said, "I give you two choices: one, let me suck a small amount of essence every day, and your body will not be affected in any way; Inhale the essence once a month, but it’s hard to say that you will do this.”

"Can I choose three?" Yu Chun asked cautiously.

Ping Yi is very reasonable, "Say it."

"Can you absorb other people's energy, change one every day, I think you are so handsome, there must be someone willing to kiss you." Yu Chun opened a pair of innocent big eyes, blinking and blinking.

Hearing this, Ping Yi suddenly laughed, obviously smiling so softly, but Yu Chun only felt cold sweat on his back.

"You know I'm an ancient person, I'm not as casual as you modern people, and I don't take kisses as etiquette." At this point, Ping Yi's tone suddenly sank, "If you didn't wake me up during the tomb robbery and save me Give me a breath of energy, do you think I am willing to kiss you!"

Seeing the big zongzi staring, Yu Chun was so frightened that he immediately hugged his head with his hands, "I was wrong, I was wrong, I choose one, choose one!"

"Don't make me waste my time next time." Ping Yi stood up with an impatient tone.

Yu Chun nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, "Yes yes yes!"

Only then did Ping Yi leave satisfied, while Yu Chun lay limp on the bed, the clothes on his back were soaked in cold sweat.

He had seen Ruyan end with his own eyes, not to mention how horrible it is to be bitten to death by a big zongzi, even if he was struck to death by lightning, he would not look good.

It wasn't until he saw the safe at the corner of the bed that he found a trace of comfort.

As long as there is a jade seat sitting in the town, his Yuxuan Pavilion will definitely come like a cloud.

However, it is not enough to have this one thing alone, you must find some real products to set it off.

Fortunately, he has some working capital in his hand. If he wants to dig out the old house, he should be able to receive some old things.

Turning around, Yu Chun closed his eyes again, the nightmare turned into a dream of getting rich.

In the early morning of the next day, Yu Chun got up to freshen up, and then glanced at the perpetual calendar on the phone.

I heard Da Zongzi mention the Ghost Festival last night. It turns out that today is the [-]th day of the seventh lunar month, and there are two days left before the Ghost Festival.

The Hungry Ghost Festival is commonly known as July and a half, and the folk name is mostly Ghost Festival, which falls on the [-]th day of the seventh lunar month every year.

In Yu Chun's view, the arrival of the Ghost Festival means burning paper for deceased relatives, nothing more.

"Brother Ping, come out for breakfast." Before eating, Yu Chun would politely inform Ping Yi, whether he would eat or not.

The door of the north room was pushed open, and Ping Yi came out with an air of aloofness, "You humans' breakfast is really monotonous."

"Then I can prepare what you like to eat." Yu Chun asked, theoretically speaking, the two live under the same roof, and a good relationship is necessary.

Ping Yi pondered for a moment, "Blood tofu."

For some reason, Yuchun thought of the kiss last night, he ate tender tofu at night, and blood tofu during the day, tofu is so delicious?

"Pig blood, how do you cook it?" Yu Chun occasionally eats it, and duck blood vermicelli soup is his favorite.

"Raw, slice it." Ping Yi said casually.

"Okay." Yu Chun replied tremblingly.

"It's already past nine o'clock, why don't you still go to Antique Street?" Ping Yi didn't understand very well. Could it be that if you open your own shop, you don't have the sense of time?

Yu Chun drank white rice porridge, "I'm going to dig out the old house today, not the antique street."

"Take out the old house?" Ping Yi has never encountered this word.

Yu Chun took out a tissue and wiped his mouth, "That's right, it is to buy antiques from an old house with a certain history, preferably from a rich family in the past."

"Buy low and sell high?" Ping Yi seemed to understand.

"That's right, but it's not easy to buy now. The people in the old mansions are all smart, but anyone with a certain vintage will ask for a hard price, and there are those who lie directly and use some fakes to pass off as family heirlooms." Yu Chun sighed. Said that people's hearts are not ancient, and now the antique business is getting harder and harder to do.

Ping Yi touched his chin and thought for a while, "Sounds very interesting, I'll go with you."

Hearing this, Yu Chun was taken aback for a moment, looked Ping Yi up and down, "Go, but you have to change clothes."

Ping Yi doesn't care much about food and clothing, it doesn't matter what he wears, as long as he doesn't go naked.

After the meal, Yu Chun rummaged through the box and found out a set of old clothes left by his father, "It smells like sanitary balls, but the size should be right, try it."

Ping Yi shakes off the clothes, a white hurdling vest and black wide-leg pants.

After Ping Yi finished changing the clothes, Yu Chun thought, wearing this kind of period clothes on the body of the big rice dumpling can give off a sense of brand, it is really hopeless.