The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

Meng Qinglang fell asleep in a daze, and started sneezing when he woke up.

Although it was summer, the house with two ghosts was very cool. After night fell, Meng Qinglang, who forgot to cover himself with a blanket, caught a cold like this.

The phone was on, Meng Qinglang wiped his nose and opened it, except for a few meaningless awkward chats from Xi Yan, there was only one from Meng Qingbin: "Meng Qinglang, what did you do to my classmate's brother, I order you Get out now!"

Then there is no more text.

Throwing his mobile phone on the bed, Meng Qinglang turned on the light and got up to look for medicine. There were only two packs of granules left that had expired. Like the system said, maybe he should really start exercising to change his broken body like a "weak chicken" and save some medicine money , Meng Qinglang reluctantly put on a coat and went out with the head-holding ghost.

At seven or eight o'clock in the evening, the atmosphere on the street was very strange. The commercial street was still full of people, but the voices of ghosts... Although he didn't want to get in close contact with ghosts, he didn't feel scared when he saw him. The wind was twisted into a ball and rushed to the distance, making it very cold and windy at night.

Meng Qinglang tightened his clothes, his body felt cold, his head hurt, and he frowned with a look of pain and hatred. The ghost saw him jumping faster, Meng Qinglang got into the drugstore, his mind was dazed Yes, I'm afraid I'll get a fever and ask for another box of antipyretics.

"A total of 130 eighty-five dollars."

While giving the money, Meng Qinglang thought it was time to exercise.

Back in the community, Meng Qingbin was waiting downstairs. When he saw him running towards him angrily, he raised his hand and was about to punch him, but the head-holding ghost immediately hugged his fist with both hands.

Meng Qinglang saw a faint glow in the place where a person and a ghost touched. He remembered that the scary ghost said that not all ghosts can contact with things in the world.

Meng Qingbin pumped his fist, but didn't pull it out, and looked at Meng Qinglang in horror. It was really as evil as his friend's brother said.

He had been having nightmares every night before, and he hadn't had a good rest not long after he moved out. His face was gray and there were two dark circles under his eyes, and his fists didn't have much strength, but they couldn't possibly be caught by air.

"You... what did you do?!" Meng Qingbin's momentum quickly faded away.

The body of the head-holding ghost gradually became transparent, probably due to the consumption of a lot of ghost power. Meng Qinglang grabbed Meng Qingbin's wrist and pushed it away, asking him, "What are you doing here?"

"I..." He originally wanted to beat Meng Qinglang to vent his anger, but...his palms were still getting cold, and Meng Qingbin looked at Meng Qinglang vigilantly. He snorted, "It's none of your business if I go back to my own house!"

Meng Qinglang's face turned cold instantly: "Now, it's not your house."

Meng Qingbin is angry. He has had a rough time these past few days. He moved from a big house to a low-rent low-rent apartment. He has nightmares every day and is forced to repeat his studies. Now even Meng Qinglang dares to throw face at him!

"You are such a fucking white-eyed wolf. My parents have raised you for more than ten years, and you just repay them like this? I don't know where you learned the crooked ways. You drove us out and scared my mother to sick. Thanks to your parents Die early, or if you find out that you are raising a heartless monster, you will have to jump off the building if you are not dead!"

"What did you say..." Meng Qinglang stared straight at him, clenched his fists, and a faint red light gradually emerged from the bottom of his brown eyes.

The temperature dropped a few degrees at night.

"It's true!" Behind the flower bed in the distance, a group of ghosts with short arms, short legs and heads flattened into Shaqima huddled together and whispered ghostly words.

"What the beggar ghost saw that day was true!"

"It's really divine power, Mr. Meng has really hammered it."

"That little Taoist often used us low-level ghosts to train his hands. Mr. Meng is mighty and avenged us."

"Yes, yes, I heard that Master Meng hung up that little Taoist priest and spanked it."

"That's not it, I used divine power to draw my soul."

"Tsk, it can't be so cruel, soy sauce soul... oh, that taste..."

"It's the same as what you've felt."

"Who do you look down on? Who here hasn't died yet, it's just a hundred times more uncomfortable than dying Piaohun."

"My lord has a much better temper than the legend says, and he didn't throw that little Taoist's soul into purgatory."

"The underworld is gone, where is the purgatory."

"You know what, the underworld is an institution, and purgatory is a space that has existed since the beginning of the world. The earth has not collapsed yet, and purgatory collapses."

"You're the only one who farts."

"Stop arguing, is your lord angry?"

"It seems to be, God's pressure is so scary."

"The strength is not too strong. My lord suppressed his anger because he was afraid of destroying the ghosts thousands of miles away. In fact, lord Meng is very gentle."

All the ghosts looked at the speaking ghost in surprise.

"What? Who dares to object to what I said?"

"Yes, yes, Master Meng is the best adult in the underworld."

"What you said offended other adults."

"Hey, you're an adult now."

"Come on, no matter how loud the rainbow fart is, Mr. Meng can't hear it."

"Why don't adults beat him?"

"After all, he is a living person. He has neither ghost power nor spiritual power. My lord can't do it..."

"Master Meng's little sweetheart is really hammering."

"Fuck, is my lord's little sweetheart going to die?"

"What's wrong? This is a compliment..."

"Men want to praise men, man, and A, understand? What the hell is it, little sweetheart."

"But my lord is not A-looking, my grandma is handsome."

"Drag away!"

"What are you doing?! Save your soul!"

When the ghost was dragged away, the flat-headed ghost asked the old man with one arm missing beside him: "Uncle Zhang, what do you think we should do now?"

"Well...it depends on what you think. If you are just afraid of being affected, you can turn around now. If you want to be protected by your lord...do you know what kind of eunuchs the emperor liked most in ancient times?"

"beautiful?"

"Clean?"

"Broken...broken sleeve??"

"Do you like this, my lord?"

The creases on Uncle Zhang’s face were stretched out angrily: “What a mess, what do you young people think every day, a famous eunuch said so, a qualified eunuch should act on behalf of the master without any mistakes. To get things done, but a eunuch who has won the grace of God has to do everything for him in advance without talking to the master, so that the master can live comfortably, so he can't leave you and thinks you are good, understand?"

"Which eunuch is so philosophical?"

"Is this the point? Uncle Zhang still doesn't understand???"

"Yes... Do you want to help your lord become the emperor of the world or come from the palace? We ghosts can also..."

"The point is to do things for adults!"

"What are you calling, my ghost power has not yet reached the first level, and my IQ has been damaged. When I recover, I may still be a scientist."

"I think Uncle Zhang is right. Why did we form the new ghost alliance? Isn't it because we don't want to reincarnate but the ghost power is weak, so it's okay to be bullied by high-level ghosts, but to be eaten by fierce ghosts is the real death."

"That's right, after Lord Meng appeared, the activities of the ghosts have decreased."

"Hey, my friend was eaten by the ghosts on Fugui Road. It's a pity that I didn't catch up with the adult's resurrection."

Uncle Zhang thought for a while and said: "We are weak, Master Meng doesn't seem to like being disturbed by ghosts, and we don't seek to be favored by adults. Being familiar with him and showing some face can be regarded as protection."

"Okay, then it's settled."

"What's the deal? What are you going to do?"

"Shut up and just follow along."

In the community, the moonlight was gradually covered by dark clouds. In the darkness, Meng Qinglang's slightly red eyes were strange and conspicuous, and suddenly there was a strong wind blowing all around.

"You...what are you going to do?!" Meng Qingbin woke up suddenly. He forgot that what he saw was not the old Meng Qinglang, but a monster who didn't know what to do. Thinking of some ghost stories his friends occasionally mentioned, what " "Painting skin", "cutting bones", and "letting blood", Meng Qingbin was about to cry from fright, "You...are you a ghost? Wake up, I'm your cousin!"

A cold wind suddenly blew in Meng Qingbin's ears, followed by a "sweet" female voice like a ghost: "Little brother, come to be my sister's younger brother, hehehehe, my sister is very-will-hehehe- yo~"

Meng Qingbin turned his head, and the bleeding woman stretched out her long tongue and licked his cheek.

Cold and creamy.

On the other side, something tugged at his trouser legs: "Little brother, have you seen my lower body?"

Meng Qingbin swallowed, lowered his head, it was a head with a gaping mouth, the waist was truncated, and he didn't know what happened all over the place.

Meng Qingbin's face turned pale in an instant, his whole body was trembling, and suddenly his neck felt cold.

"Little brother, you have a thin neck and tender flesh, why don't you give me a bite?"

Meng Qingbin didn't dare to turn his head, suddenly there was something dripping from the top of his head, and when he looked up, there was a face dripping with blood, he turned his neck stiffly, the ground was stained red with blood at some point, countless ghosts crawled towards him continuously, Dragging the intestines all over the place, the shapeless broken internal organs, a ghost heart fell out, got up to pick it up, and crawled towards him again.

"Ah!!" Meng Qingbin screamed and ran away.

"Little brother, don't go, you haven't been joking with your sister~"

A gust of wind blew past, and Meng Qinglang's eyes became clear again. There were no people or ghosts left, leaving him shivering slightly in the cold wind, while being nauseated by the picture and rolling in his stomach.

His eyes were blank, his body temperature was slightly high, he should have a fever, and his mind was dizzy. It took him a while to conclude what happened.

Meng Qinglang turned around and looked around. It was pitch black, very quiet, and there were no people or ghosts.

He looked at the head-holding ghost: "Is there a ghost just now?"

The head-holding ghost Spring Head shook his head and nodded, his mouth was tightly closed, and his big eyes looked at him excitedly.

Baotougui had just recovered to the state of being able to speak, and Meng Qinglang didn't expect him to say anything more.

The breath he exhaled was slightly hot, Meng Qinglang touched his forehead, and went upstairs with the medicine.

in the dark.

"Master Zhang, how are we doing?"

Uncle Zhang nodded with one arm behind his back: "Not bad, he did things cleanly, disappeared very quickly, solved the problem without causing trouble to adults, excellent."

"How do you look at the expression of the adults, happy, appreciative or disgusted? Are you satisfied with us?"

"I didn't notice any changes from before."

Uncle Zhang shook his head with a smile: "You youngsters still can't do it. Are you scared away and it's over? What are we ghosts good at?"

"Scary? It's okay to eat people, but we don't have the strength."

"Some things don't need to be ordered by adults. We should do it well in advance. We can't eat people. It can always add some bad luck to that kid. When adults see that he is unlucky, maybe they can guess that it is our work."

All the ghosts couldn't help admiring: "Ginger is still old and spicy!"

Meng Qinglang locked the door, and while boiling water, he made a phone call first, it was from a nearby second-hand housing agency.

The author has something to say: I didn't change 3000, I choked up 3200!Pretend I have Gagen (dog head)

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates [nutrient solution]~~

19 bottles of Zhiyu Yanbu; 5 bottles of Miss Shiliang;

yah~