The ex-boyfriend I slagged was the king of ghosts

Meng Qinglang spread his hands, this matter has nothing to do with him.

He Yanzhou looked at the old man. Although his mother was a woman, her skin was rough due to long-term labor, and she was tall, but her body looked strong. She stayed in the fields all year round and was tanned. She is short, with a weak body. Although her hands are rough, they are obviously caused by housework. They are not the same as his mother's calluses. Her skin is fair. If she is not dressed in shabby clothes, she is an ordinary old lady in the city.

The most important thing is, if his mother survives till now... she will be a human being.

"This... aunt," He Yanzhou pushed her away, "You can see clearly, are you looking for me?"

The old lady looked at him with tears in her eyes for a while, then wiped away her tears: "It's mother's dog," the old lady opened the cloth bag, "You worked hard in the county school, mother baked some sugar cakes, Bring it to your sweet mouth."

There is also a layer of white cloth in the gray cloth bag, and there are three big cakes in the thick white cloth.

"..." He Yanzhou stared at the cakes, his eyes suddenly turned red.

"What's the matter, Gouzi? Don't worry, my mother and your brothers have plenty of strength, and they will definitely be able to make up for the exam fees this year, so you can just study with peace of mind."

He Yanzhou took a breath to calm himself down, and walked around the old lady to ask Meng Qinglang, "My lord, this is..."

Meng Qinglang also understood, what the old lady meant was that she regarded He Yanzhou as her son, the son of an ancient scholar who was about to rush for the exam. If he was an ordinary person, he could just be sent to a mental hospital, but He Yanzhou happened to fit this status... …

Meng Qinglang spent [-] energy points to seek help from the system.

[The reincarnation system is not perfect, you cannot inquire about the past and present lives, please read the past life book yourself if necessary. 】

... When will it be turned over?

But as a boss, you can't ignore the help of subordinates...

Meng Qinglang walked up to the two of them and picked up the shampoo He Yanzhou had thrown away: "The food is getting cold, let's eat first."

For this meal, the old lady ate very little, and only cared about adding vegetables to He Yanzhou. After a hundred years, He Yanzhou enjoyed the love of his mother again. Meng Qinglang secretly observed that his eyes were red several times.

However, having lived in the modern age for so long, as a scientifically educated ghost, without Meng Qinglang's affirmation, he is not sure whether this is his old mother or has mental problems. If it is his mother... He Yanzhou stared Staring at the sharp food in the bowl in a daze, how sad it was that he remembered him till now...

He Yanzhou glanced at her slightly white hair, maybe it was just an abnormal old lady, he took a piece of lotus root for her: "Honey root, mother, eat more."

This made the old lady very excited, she nodded her head, her hand holding the chopsticks trembled.

Meng Qinglang, who had been secretly observing, found that He Yanzhou smiled, even the perennial gloom between his brows was much less. Regardless of whether the old lady is real or not, at least it is good for He Yanzhou.

After the meal, He Yanzhou washed the dishes, but the old lady's heart ached so much, she pushed him out of the kitchen, saying something about a gentleman staying away from the kitchen, Meng Qinglang felt sore, who is not a "gentleman"?Turning around, he asked Xi Yan to move a rocking chair for him and place it in the sunniest part of the yard. He sat down in the attitude of a big boss and swayed.

Having said that, after He Yanzhou sat down, Meng Qinglang still put forward his own opinion: "Should we contact the relevant departments to find the old lady's current relatives, whoever loses his mother is not in a hurry?"

Old man Feng agreed: "I found her home, so you can visit her in the future."

The old lady was in and out of the kitchen, cleaning up the house skillfully and cutting fruit, looking like an ordinary old man in modern times.

People came from the nearby police station, but unfortunately they didn't register to look for the elderly. The police suggested sending the old lady to a nursing home. He Yanzhou was silent. When the police led the people to the door, they stopped them and suggested that the old lady live in their home first. .

"In this case, you will be responsible for the safety of the elderly."

After all, it is not a real family member. If such an obviously abnormal old man is placed in an official institution, it is considered assistance. He stays in a private home. If something happens, he will not be able to explain it until the family members find him.

Meng Qinglang thought about his savings and decided to keep her.

There are many rooms in the yard, so Meng Qinglang asked her to live next door to He Yanzhou, so he didn't care anymore. When night fell, in the early morning, Meng Qinglang held his eyelids and waited for the others to fall asleep. The button is empty.

Xi Yan went to work, the others slept, now is the best time.

Click to confirm.

[Boom~ Fireworks are splashing, congratulations to the host for achieving the achievement of the reincarnation pool, unlocking the Anxi Group, all registration information has been sent to the system backpack, and a "Anxi Group" plaque is presented, with a defense level of 100 and a defense range of 100. Congratulations for unlocking the special level Grand Prize - Godhead. 】

A circle of light exploded in front of his eyes, and the dazzling light condensed into a beam of light that went straight to the sky. Meng Qinglang looked up at the roof where he was shot out of a hole. It was not until 10 minutes later that the light disappeared and the roof was intact that Meng Qinglang lay down in peace. Cover the quilt and sleep peacefully.

The Millennium Forum's Ghost Story section is the hottest ghost story serialization platform at present. The early morning is the most active time period. In the past, there will be serialized ghost stories described by No. 1, such as "Anecdotes about my cohabitation with human beings" and "I became a ghost." The most feared ghost in the whole street" and so on, now most of you serialized all of them have stopped updating, and are active in the top hot posts.

#Godhead is now in the world, the God Realm is reorganized? #

1L: Did you see that light?My tm was overwhelmed by the might of the gods so that reality hit the street, so... a new god is going to be born?The God Realm is going to be reorganized?

2L: Ever since Meng Shenjun appeared in this world, I knew that there would be such a day, and the godhead seemed to have no owner. I don't know which adult will be able to become a god.

6L: Sheng Wang and Xi Wang want to become gods through the power of human prayers, and now there is a shortcut, if I can't fight, I will screw my ghost head off.

7L: It seems that the ghosts and gods who rule the ghost world are about to appear.

8L: What are you talking about upstairs?New novel?Ask for a name!

12L: What year is it, have you guys not become gods yet?Welcome to Mulis Magic School, you can become a master in one stop!

13L: What did the upstairs say? ?Is there really a school where Meng Shenjun teaches in person?

15L: Don't mess around, you...don't want to visit City B?Maybe...the one with a good life will become a god.

16L: Me me me!I wanna go!Anyway, I have been dead for decades, so I am not afraid of dying again!

20L: But I'm afraid of being hammered to the head...

23L: Middle-level ghosts like us don't have so many troubles, anyway, it's not up to us.

31L: From my observation, it seems to be in City B, which is the domain of the two ghost kings, so there are probably not many high-level ghosts to grab.

35L: Hehehe, not much to say, I guess it’s the southern ghosts, you guys just haven’t made any moves yet, I’m in T City, um... looking up at the Night Walk of Hundred Ghosts_(:з」∠)_.

36L: Damn it's true!

37L: Open the window and take a look, most of us are in the sky!

40L: TM hates himself for not dying early enough to fly! ! !

100L: I heard from my friends in City B that Meng Shenjun will be launching a new book in Rongdingzhai soon!

102L: Really?Is it a lot?I have been waiting in line for a long time and I still haven’t gotten a box of mung bean cakes, and because I leaned over, I have lost a lot of yin energy_(:з」∠)_

105L: 101 was drawn, who knows what he said?

111L: It seems to be an invitation to form a team to attack Meng Shenjun. Don't worry about this kind of death. Let's continue, what kind of taste is it?

120L: ? ? ?What kind of building is this?One moment, one moment ghost, one moment pastry, is it true that those who are not dead are not allowed to enter?

121L: It is recommended to read this post after death.

600L: I'm the king of seats, it's been officially announced that the godhood is in the world in City B, and I don't believe it has nothing to do with Meng Shenjun. Since it is in the hands of Meng Shenjun, I must give it to my boyfriend.

620L: Sheng Wang will finish filming soon, and Sheng Meng cp will not be dismantled or reversed, thank you.

1000L: Xi Wang and Meng Shenjun are more suitable, and childhood sweethearts are the best.

1200L: Sheng Wang confessed first, stand Sheng Wang.

When Meng Qinglang woke up, the genius was dimly lit. When he woke up from another sleep, the sky was still gray, and it was raining heavily. Meng Qinglang opened the window. The sky was overcast like the eve of night, and thick dark clouds covered The sky covered the sun, and the darkness seemed to press on the roof.

In the dense rain curtain, there is a man wearing a black mask, with long hair standing upright, and a golden ancient breastplate with cloud patterns engraved on it, looking at him from a distance.

It was the ghost king who appeared occasionally.

The rain formed a thin film around him, reflecting the faint sunlight. In the dark, he looked radiant, and with slight steps, he appeared in front of Meng Qinglang. He leaned forward, and a huge coercion swept across Meng Qinglang's surroundings. The voice was cold and deep: "Godhead, give it to me."

Meng Qinglang's eyes flickered: "Do you want it?"

"Correct."

"Why?" Meng Qinglang seemed a little cold, and he couldn't help touching his arm with his palm.

He straightened up and restrained his momentum: "It doesn't matter, godhead is power. And the ghost king is the threshold of ghost power and ghost gods. My strength has exceeded the limit, and the godhead needs to be stable."

"What if I don't give it?"

"It's not safe for you to hold something that all ghosts covet."

Meng Qinglang raised the corner of his mouth sarcastically: "So you're still doing it for my own good? What if I don't agree?"

"Heh," he pulled out a piece of the sword in his hand with a groan, "Then I can only grab it myself."

Meng Qinglang looked up and down at this ghost king who was full of middle-class qi, and wanted to laugh out loud and tugged at his ear and say, "Xi Yan, you're fucking talented", but he couldn't, he still wanted to see, Xi Yan tossed What are they trying to do.

He had a premonition that this would definitely be material that could be used to mock Xi Yan in the future.

So he squinted his eyes, stroked his chest with his palm, and said in an extremely provocative voice, "Come here."

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