The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

Meng Qinglang wiped the corners of his mouth calmly, swayed slightly, propped himself up on the sofa and sat down, still looking at the young man with a trace of red eyes: "Let's go."

"Really...really?"

Meng Qinglang reached out to him, his face, lips, and fingertips were pale, and his fingertips trembled slightly: "Give it back to me."

The monster in front of him didn't seem to like other people's chatter, but the boy didn't know what he was talking about, so he tentatively asked in a low voice: "What?"

"That ghost."

"Oh yes, here I am." The young man took off the small gourd tied around his waist, and tentatively handed it forward. He found that there was still some distance from Meng Qinglang's fingers, so he tentatively walked a little further, and there was still a little distance left. distance.

Meng Qinglang raised his arms sorely, and his face showed a hint of impatience. The boy scrambled over to put the gourd in his palm, then scrambled back to where he was, and asked cautiously, "Can I go?"

Meng Qinglang found that he could feel the presence of the scary ghost through the gourd. By the way, he didn't need to turn his head to find that the boy had moved to the door. He said without turning his head, "Tell the family who came looking for you, Don't come back, do you hear me?"

"Yes, don't worry, I promise to complete the task!" The boy closed the door and ran away.

The room fell into silence. Meng Qinglang let himself lean on the back of the sofa, fell into fatigue and closed his eyes. After a while, he waited for the "buzzing" in his head to subside, and then he opened the system panel and took a look at his life. countdown.

One day less time, and his body was almost emptied by the system, he sighed and asked: "If there is a next time, can we evacuate half of the energy?"

[Dear, the smallest unit of energy is 1, there is no such thing as 0.5 energy, here I suggest you work hard to exercise, change the attributes of weak chickens, and reduce the triggering of crises~]

Meng Qinglang: "..."

All right, thousands of mistakes are his fault, as an adult, it's not easy to ask for anything more from the "life-saving grace system".

Meng Qinglang was still a little irritable. The energy attached to him seemed to be emotional, which affected him. He remembered everything that happened, but these seemed to be dominated by him, and there seemed to be another person who dominated him. He has become someone who is not like him without knowing it, and it doesn't feel very good.

"System, why did I become another person just now?"

[During the test, dear, we didn’t detect that you were possessed here, so we guessed that what you asked about was “abnormal behavior after recharging”, here is the following explanation based on past experience. 】

Meng Qinglang suddenly appeared in front of his eyes in a small box with a blue background: Abnormal behavior after charging.

[Abnormal behavior after charging refers to the situation where the spiritual power, ghost power, etc. exceed the current tolerance of the body, resulting in the emergence of an invisible personality and emotion on the body, and there may be follow-up effects.

Note: Except for a few energies with their own attributes, the energy only excites the body and will not change the existing state of the body. 】

[Is there anything else that needs the service of the small department? 】

"..." So everything was his own fault. After resting for a while, he didn't feel any follow-up effects. The only feeling was that his body was hollowed out.

Meng Qinglang unscrewed the gourd, and a gray ghost floated out quickly. Seeing him, he cried: "My lord, you are back! This subordinate... this subordinate was almost beaten out of his soul in order to guard the house, blah, blah, blah, blah. You don’t know that the boy put me in the gourd, it’s cold and dark inside, and it smells like vegetables, you have to avenge this for me, where’s that boy?”

Meng Qinglang's temples were throbbing from his noise, and he said softly, "Shut up."

The scary ghost immediately silenced, and looked at him anxiously while floating on the spot, and the ghost made a wave.

Meng Qinglang looked up at him: "What did you say I need?"

"No... no, I... my subordinates want to beg your lord..." The scary ghost was about to cry in fright, only because he slipped his tongue when he saw that Master Meng was angry and weak again, but...the lord's eyes are so good Terrible, I feel like I don't even have a chance to reincarnate if I don't answer well, it's too scary, "This subordinate is too sad, so..."

The scary ghost rolled his eyes, and continued, "My lord, that kid clearly saw that I had the mark of a ghost servant on my body, and he still attacked me. He obviously looked down on you, and he said that he wanted to catch you and walk around the mountain gate, so that all the brothers and sisters would be scared." Look at his booty! The words are extremely disrespectful!"

As a person who occasionally watched a few TV shows, Meng Qinglang knew his plan almost without using his brain with his scary ghost acting skills.

It was just harsh words before the fight, besides, he is not a big shot, so there is nothing to be respectful about, but somehow he has the feeling of wanting to catch the boy back and beat him up.

He didn't care, but some ghosts cared very much. The head-holding ghost suddenly came out of the vial in his pocket, grabbed the scaring ghost by the collar, stared at the bull's eye and shouted: "Who is disrespectful to adults?!"

Ever since he sewed the head of the head-holding ghost for the second time, the head-holding ghost treated him like a god, with undisguised admiration in his big eyes, sometimes Meng Qinglang felt a little uncomfortable.

"No! It's not me!" The scary ghost broke free, and immediately floated a meter away from the head-holding ghost. After a closer look, he realized that it was an acquaintance, "Are you... stupid... the head-holding ghost?"

The head-holding ghost was stunned for a moment, then he laughed, his eyes were full of excitement: "It's you who is scary! You are also following the adults!"

The scary ghost looked at him with distaste: "Are you also...a ghost servant?"

The head-holding ghost patted his chest proudly: "Yes!"

The scary ghost thought for a while, then immediately changed his attitude and smiled like a flower: "Oh, I am the first ghost servant of the lord. I didn't expect to have a younger brother so soon." The scary ghost patted him on the shoulder, "Follow me from now on, who is there Tell me if you bully you, I will beat him for you, and we will serve you together."

Meng Qinglang looked at the head-holding ghost eating the scary ghost's routine gratefully. It was quite interesting, but he was a little tired. He got up and said, "Look at the door, don't let people in."

The two ghosts responded with a slight bow at the same time: "Yes."

Meng Qinglang didn't care about them anymore, and simply checked the next few rooms. The bedroom furniture of Meng Lei's family was all there, and there were some clothes that they didn't wear often. Maybe they just left temporarily?There was nothing left on the ground except sundries, so Meng Qinglang took a look and went straight back to his bedroom.

He used to be a little wary of ghosts, but for some reason, now he always feels "looking down". This may be the "recharge sequelae"—all ghosts are ants, and they habitually pretend to be aggressive.

It has to be changed, after all, he is not a hero of novels with his own halo, so it is better not to try hard to die.

The bedroom was still small, everything was messed up, the books were scattered all over the floor, and there were still a few footprints. Meng Qinglang picked up the photo frame, wiped it and put it on the table, stepped on the book, walked over to lie down on the bed, and glanced at the ground. I got up and picked up the books one by one, wiped them and put them neatly on the desk.

Nothing was missing in the room, after all, he didn't have anything valuable enough for them to look at. Fortunately, the most valuable thing was put into the system backpack before he left.

Meng Qinglang moved his fingers, and a black square soft box appeared in his palm. When he opened it, it was a silver watch with a green dial, which cost him a full month's salary. Now that he thinks about it, it's fortunate that he kept this I bought a watch with a "pre-examination counseling fee", otherwise it would be a waste of money.

Meng Qinglang put away his watch and lay on the bed looking at the sky. Maybe he had to sell the house as soon as possible to leave with peace of mind and save his life.

The author has something to say: rub your hands, although I want to suppress the number of words, there will definitely be 3000 tomorrow!Really!