The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

That kick had no effect on Xi Yan at all, he lay on his side facing Meng Qinglang: "Is there something you are hiding from me?"

Meng Qinglang closed his eyes. He was very tired from the many activities during the day and felt drowsy. He barely answered two words: "Sleep."

Xi Yan pushed him lightly: "You didn't deny it, you must have kept it from me. If there is anything about you that I don't know, tell me quickly."

"You don't know much."

"for example?"

"For example, I told Uncle Xi that you went to an Internet cafe to surf the Internet. I told you the secret. Another example is that I grabbed the arm of the Ultraman you bought. Another example is the time you participated in the school basketball game. I went there at the end. ,Another example……"

"Okay, go to sleep, call me if you don't feel well at night."

In the dark, the corners of Meng Qinglang's mouth curled up, and he soon felt drowsy when he relaxed, when an arm suddenly wrapped around his waist, Meng Qinglang habitually raised his hand and patted it, because the sleepiness was so light, it seemed like It was like touching his hand, and then fell asleep.

The next day, Xi Yan's refreshed look was completely different from yesterday's run of eight floors and a street. Meng Qinglang couldn't do it anymore. He woke up later than him, but he was still glued to the bed and didn't want to move. He felt pain everywhere, especially his head. After smoking, I felt exhausted from "excessive indulgence", and I felt better after eating the breakfast Xi Yan brought back.

"Why don't you go see the pandas tomorrow, you have a day off, and we can walk around."

Meng Qinglang's task rewarded five days of life, but the time has been decreasing, and now there are only seven days left with the reward. Before, he always felt that a week was a long time. When his life began to count down, he realized that it was too much to live every day. Soon, so close that he had no time to waste resting.

"Go to the zoo today and go back tomorrow."

"Don't be so anxious. Don't worry. I have a lot of money in my mobile phone. It's enough. It's hard to come here once. Why don't you stay for a few more days."

"I have something to do when I go back."

"..." Xi Yan hated to hear him say these two words the most, like a panacea to keep him out. The word "something" neither explained clearly nor took him into consideration at all.

Meng Qinglang clearly sensed his depression, and sighed, "You forgot to go back to school to confirm your application for the exam?"

"There are still a few days left, don't be so anxious..." Even so, his mood improved a lot.

The zoo during the holiday was very lively, children held hands, and adults stood shoulder to shoulder, so the child Xi Yan stretched out his paws to hold Meng Qinglang's palm, frowned and said seriously: "There are too many people, I will hold you and don't go away." lost."

"..."

Xi Yan blushed, took his hand and turned around and walked away, muttering in disguise while walking: "Which way is the giant panda?"

Meng Qinglang glanced at the hands they were holding, and let him hold it, pointing to the road sign holding the water glass: "Well, it's written in Chinese."

"Ah, so it's here!" Xi Yan clenched his hand tightly, the excitement in his voice couldn't be concealed.

Meng Qinglang imitated his previous words and sarcastically said, "Why are you so happy because you just have dark circles under your eyes?"

"Of course, to have such big dark circles, I have to go without sleep for a year."

"If you are particularly envious, I can barely use a marker to draw eyeliner for you."

There are two adult pandas and a panda cub in the Panda Garden. The little panda seemed to be trying to grab a bamboo in the distance, but fell down and rolled around, lying on the lawn, moving its paws, resting for a while, too lazy He moved, grabbed some bamboo around him, and ate while lying down.

Xi Yan was almost lying on the glass, staring and smiling excitedly, with the same expression as the kid next to him who was carrying Pikachu's backpack.

Meng Qinglang raised his mobile phone to accurately record Xi Yan's stupid side face. In the camera without beauty, Xi Yan is still handsome like the hero of an idol drama. His nose bridge is very straight, maybe because of his personality. , even though the skin is fair and there is no milkiness, the whole person is full of healthy vitality, but the eyes that look at people always have a rebellious aggression.

In a word, he is a handsome man who has not yet fully grown.

Meng Qinglang put away his phone and turned to look at the little panda. He was taken aback for a moment, and there was a person on the lawn out of thin air. He sat cross-legged near the little panda and smiled at it. Looking at his translucent body, it should be a ghost.

The summer day is the most yang energy in a year, and it will do some harm to ghosts. Since they were injured, Baotou ghosts dare not be exposed to the sun. Meng Qinglang took a small black bottle and put it in his pocket. Judging from the transparency of this ghost, it is either a new ghost or a wounded old ghost.

The little panda struggled to get up with its paws open, swayed its buttocks and crawled two steps towards the ghost, raised its upper body and threw itself in the air. It was obviously stunned for a moment, then raised its paws and patted the man's knees, but the paws directly pierced through the ghost. In the past, it cocked its head and took two steps forward, and pounced, but still failed to pounce on him.

"Haha, Dad, look what that little panda is doing, how stupid!" The child who had the same expression as Xi Yan just now laughed and asked the parents around him.

Xi Yan also turned around and asked Meng Qinglang, "Is it fluttering butterflies? Why didn't I see it?"

"It's not a butterfly..." Meng Qinglang hadn't finished speaking when a sharp cry suddenly came from the panda living area.

"What's the matter?" Xi Yan immediately lay down on the glass, pressing his handsome face into a strange shape.

The little panda kept screaming into the air. This was the first time Meng Qinglang had heard a panda cry. The chubby little thing made a very piercing sound. When it was sharp, it sounded like pain, and occasionally it snored like a cry. It's acting like a baby.

"Are you sick..." Xi Yan frowned with worry, and Meng Qinglang saw the brilliance of motherhood on his face in a daze... Although this metaphor caused discomfort, it was quite appropriate.

The ghost next to the little panda tried to comfort it, but reached out to touch it, but passed through its body. The little panda raised its head, and it screamed even harder without being touched.

Two breeders in blue overalls ran in, one was stroking the red panda to try to ease its emotions, and the other seemed to be checking its body.

Seeing that the ghost was wearing the same clothes as them, Meng Qinglang stood up, finally bent down and patted the little panda's head, its body gradually became transparent, and then disappeared.

The little panda let out a shrill scream and struggled violently in the arms of the breeder. They had no choice but to carry it away.

"It's okay..." Xi Yan's eyes followed the little panda, and he stretched his neck as if trying to chase after it.

Meng Qinglang frowned and looked at the place where the ghost disappeared, then called up the system panel and asked in his mind: "How is he?"

[Here I guess you are inquiring about the ghost number 312xxxxx7921. After testing, the ghost you inquired has been reincarnated randomly, and the reincarnation result is human. Do you want to check the detailed introduction? (This check consumes 10 energy points)]

In order not to die in place, Meng Qinglang chose whether or not, at least he was reincarnated instead of being evaporated by the sun, which is considered a good result.

"Hey, how pitiful..."

The two turned to the giraffe area. Xi Yan flipped through the photos on his mobile phone and was still immersed in worry. Meng Qinglang guessed that he was going to write a letter to the little panda P when he went back. Those who don't know him must not know, he seems reckless A delicate and artistic heart is hidden under the simple character.

Meng Qinglang walked with Xi Yan. He is a little confused about how this reincarnation is carried out. His system is called the Mengpo system. According to the myth, ghosts have to drink Mengpo soup to erase their memory and reincarnate. The system gave him The same is true for the task, but the man just now obviously reincarnated without going through this step.

So now there are two possible reincarnations, one may be to eliminate the regrets in life and reincarnate automatically, and the other is to force the ghost to reincarnate?I don't know if there is any difference between the two.

Meng Qinglang was thinking blindly, when his body was bumped suddenly, he lowered his head, and a disheveled little boy fell to the ground and was looking up at him, what seemed to be food in his hand?He looked four or five years old, his big eyes were full of shock, and his body trembled as if he had been greatly frightened.

Meng Qinglang has only seen this kind of expression of "seeing a ghost" on ghosts. Could it be a ghost with exceptional strength?Meng Qinglang glanced at the system map. There was no red dot. He bent down and reached out to pinch his face. He was sure it was a human.

The security guard of the zoo chased after him, grabbed the boy's arm and pulled it over, panting heavily, scolded him: "Why are you running? We won't beat you. Isn't the food in the orphanage better than the feed? Why do you always run away to our thief?" Things, you have to explain clearly this time, where did you crawl in from..."

The boy was dragged away by him, and he couldn't help looking back at Meng Qinglang, biting his lips and eyes gradually filled with tears, his eyes complicated.

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Thank you Zhao Liu for the nutrient solution~