The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

Familiar sea breeze, unfamiliar streets in familiarity, Meng Qinglang stood on the side of the road with a cigarette in his mouth and looked at the sea, wide, blue, and the sea breeze was gentle, standing on the left was He Yanzhou who seemed to be blending into the scenery, and on the right was a man in a yellow sanitation suit The hunchbacked aunt fixed her eyes on the cigarette butt that was almost in his mouth.

Meng Qinglang was a little embarrassed, looking at the sea with nowhere to rest his eyes, struggled for two seconds, walked to the nearby trash can, pressed the cigarette butt and threw it in, turned his head and the sanitation aunt had already pushed the cart away, behind the yellow uniform was "care" The beach starts with me" The eight big black characters are particularly conspicuous.

Meng Qinglang watched the aunt go away before ordering a new one, and took He Yanzhou to the Sunshine Orphanage.

Speaking of which, he thought about donating his house here, and then donated it to the system...

Meng Qinglang glanced at the paint-peeled "Sunshine Orphanage" sign, and under the vigilant watch of the guard, he stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it into the trash can, sighing, suddenly feeling like he would be disgusted wherever he went.

"Master, we have an appointment to do volunteer work."

The one who spoke was He Yanzhou, who had a "harmless face for humans and animals", and Meng Qinglang stood aside to watch the scenery.

The uncle glanced at Meng Qinglang and reminded: "Smoking is not allowed inside."

"Don't worry, I'll watch him."

"Hmph." Meng Qinglang turned his head away in disdain.

The uncle called a female teacher to lead the way. She was stunned for two seconds when she saw He Yanzhou, and suddenly blushed with excitement: "You...you are He Yanzhou?!"

There was a distant and gentle smile on the corner of He Yanzhou's mouth: "Yes."

"what!!"

The sudden scream made Meng Qinglang turn his head back to look at the "scene of the incident" in fright.

"Ahh! Really! I, I, I... I'm gruel!"

Thin porridge, He Yanzhou's fan name, like He Yanzhou = Xizhou = thin porridge, Meng Qinglang was slightly surprised that He Yanzhou hadn't appeared on the screen for a year, and yet he still had a living fan.

Then, like a glowing light bulb, he watched the scene where the fans were fanatical about star chasing. The specific performance was—the cafeteria hundreds of meters away in a straight line. She took the two of them around for 10 minutes without any trace. I almost believed it.

The female teacher leaned towards He Yanzhou, and He Yanzhou quietly moved aside, with an embarrassed expression on his face, and he was almost stuck into Meng Qinglang's arms. The pink bubbles of pure love dramas were annoying, so he pressed He Yanzhou's shoulder and pushed away: " You chat slowly, you won't be able to keep up with the children's dinner." After speaking, he quickened his pace.

Pushed by him, He Yanzhou almost bumped into the female teacher. He controlled his forward leaning body with his powerful thoughts, and hurriedly took two steps back to apologize. His eyes were flustered. Seeing Meng Qinglang's back, he seemed to see the savior: "Mr. wait for me!"

Meng Qinglang glanced at He Yanzhou who was chasing after him, and persuaded: "It's time for you to change your old-fashioned ways."

He Yanzhou shook his head and sighed: "I'm old, I can't change it."

Meng Qinglang looked away from his younger face and said nothing.

"It's so cute!" The female teacher finished the task, covered her face and jumped on the spot twice, suddenly became annoyed, she just forgot to ask for a group photo because she was "shy", forget it, I will ask for it later when I eat, she I took a photo of the two of them in the back, and got excited again, "I must go to Chaohua to write a repo!"

The female teacher turned on the phone while talking, and first sent a WeChat message to "Zhang": "Honey, I saw the male god!" After thinking about it, she added, "I still love you the most~"

There were more than two hours before the meal, and the cafeteria was very deserted. The staff who responded to them had already arrived, and extended their hands to Meng Qinglang: "Hello, thank you for coming to our garden to be a volunteer. I am the chef here, and I am 21 years old this year. , you can just call me Xiao Zhang."

Meng Qinglang held his hand: "Coincidentally, we are the same age, you can call me Xiaomeng."

"Ah?" Xiao Zhang was stunned for a moment, then quickly realized, and said with a smile, "Hi, I'd better call you Mr. Meng." Choose whatever you want."

Meng Qinglang touched his newly stubbled chin, feeling a little upset, now that he has saved enough money, should he also buy some mask stickers?Or clean shave next time?

In fact, he quite likes the current image, capable, mature and masculine, but it seems that this kind of persona is not very popular, but you can try his newly baked super bitter matcha biscuits when you save Xiao Zhang, ha ha.

He Yanzhou touched his arm and whispered, "My lord, I'm asking you."

Xiao Zhang was looking at him strangely.

Meng Qinglang glanced at He Yanzhou indifferently.

"I chose the face-to-face meeting."

Meng Qinglang looked at Xiao Zhang: "Then let me make dessert."

Xiao Zhang handed them two pink aprons with beautiful sheep printed on them: "Okay, I'll go to the warehouse to get some food."

The so-called dessert is actually just baked bread. There are not many volunteers on weekdays. Meng Qinglang sandwiches the reconciled bean paste filling into the dough and kneads it into various animal shapes skillfully, while observing Xiao Zhang's activities on the system map track.

It is very strange that the task objects given by the system are generally ghosts that seriously affect human order or change his life. It should have been possessed after Yuan Xiaozhang's death, and the system found that the original Xiaozhang had already been reincarnated.

Such a low-level ghost, even if it disturbs part of the order, is at most considered meritorious, but the system rewards it with a "mirror for evil", which is not its usual stingy style... Meng Qinglang accidentally pinched it off due to lack of concentration. He cut out a rabbit ear, paused his hands, and pinched the long head to make a little mole.

Xiao Zhang came out of the cafeteria, looked behind carefully, turned around and walked towards the living area at a faster speed, hunched over and hid under the window sill, and knocked on the window of the first grade three times.

Muying immediately raised her hand and stood up: "Teacher, I want to go to the bathroom."

"Go to the toilet again, are you sick?" The boy in the front row turned around and shouted, and the classroom suddenly became noisy.

"What about going to the toilet? It's skipping class again."

"Don't bully him, but Muying, don't run away and trouble the dean to find you, okay?"

"Ugliness brings trouble."

The corner of Muying's mouth was pursed, and she glared at the boy who called him ugly.

The boy suddenly cried "wow": "Teacher, he stared at me, his eyes are so scary!"

Muying snorted coldly, kicked away the chair as if she was not familiar with them, opened the back door and left without waiting for the teacher to speak.

Under the sycamore tree, Xiao Zhang looked around, squatted down and whispered in his ear: "My lord, the volunteer who came this time seems to be Meng Shen."

There were two creases between Mu Ying's brows, and her dark eyes looked at Xiao Zhang: "Are you sure?"

"My ability is perception, grasping... 90.00%, I still have a way, as long as I violate the order of yin and yang, I will attract the God of Meng, and it is not in vain for me to sleep with humans."

The blush on Mu Ying's face was hidden under the dark wheat-colored skin, she gave Xiao Zhang a sideways look, and said coldly, "I'm still a child."

"Ahem...that...my lord, shall we...shall we inform Lord Sheng You?"

Hearing the word "Sheng You", Mu Ying's eyes darkened: "He is not the same as us, I think he is the leader just because... I can't beat him, but it's different now, as long as you kill Mengshen, eat Lose his heart..." Mu Ying raised one corner of her lips, dimples looming.

"But...Meng Shen has a big ghost with him, and I can't find out his rank."

Muying's dark eyes reflected a cold light, and the two pupils hidden in the depths were faintly visible, weird and terrifying: "He guards against ghosts, but he can't guard against people, let alone children. Gods are like this, pretending to be merciful. "

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