The hand that catches the ghost trembles slightly

I'm not angry I'm not angry I'm not angry

After silently reading it three times, Xia Yu showed a smile again, and thanked him: "Thank you, big brother, for wasting your fire for me..."

Zhu Junyang said generously, "You're welcome."

Xia Yu: "..."

Although there were some minor unpleasantnesses, overall, the two of them will surely get a good rest tonight—especially for Zhu Junyang.

She has been vigilant during the mission, even if there is an enchantment, she will not sleep too deeply when sleeping, so as to prevent others from killing her in her sleep.

Xia Yu didn't have such scruples, so she not only fell asleep, but also slept like a pig, the quality of sleep was very good.

Zhu Junyang intends to take advantage of this time to replenish his energy,

So just after nine o'clock, she got under the quilt and told Xia Yu not to disturb her if there was no need.

Xia Yu naturally agreed.

As the night became darker and darker, looking out from the floor-to-ceiling windows, one could see an empty road and a few street lamps shining dimly.

Zhu Junyang was sleeping soundly while occupying one side of the bed with his body sideways, and Wuhu was also lying on the side of the pillow and snoring, but Xia Yu didn't feel sleepy at all.

She stared at a point outside the window in a daze, but she was thinking about what happened during this period of time in her head.

Pen fairy Zhou Yilin, Yu Hang, the funeral parlor, Wang Sixu, and...Xu Xiaoying and Li Tianyang.

None of the previous things touched her as much as Li Tianyang did.

There is a problem with Li Tianyang's identity. Zhu Junyang can only believe half of what Zhu Junyang said, and the story that happened in the era of war, or even less...

If you think so... She feels a kind of secret happiness in her heart.

That story is too heavy, more than 30 lives were dissipated in the world so easily, and the only person who survived in the story became what he is now.

If that's the case, she'd rather those things were a lie.

Just thinking about it for a long time made her brain a mess, but she couldn't figure out what happened hundreds of years ago.

Rubbing her aching head, Xia Yu lay down on the bed.

She can't cover her with a quilt, the quilt will pass through her body directly, and she is also used to sleeping without a quilt during this time, so she has no dissatisfaction.

Before going to bed, she suffered from procrastination and played with Zhu Junyang's mobile phone for a while.

As soon as she opened the screen, she heard someone knock on the door twice.

What the hell!

In the middle of the night, who would knock on the door for nothing? !

She immediately got up from the bed again, walked out of the bedroom lightly, and walked towards the door.

She can pass through walls at night, so when she walked behind the door, she fell into a hesitant choice——

To wear, or not to wear, that is the question.

The person outside knocked on the door again, and a delicate female voice came: "Hi, do you need any special service~"

Xia Yu breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out to be Miss Bao.

……

……

Miss Bao is a ghost! !How could Miss Bao be allowed to come in this kind of place that is similar to a government office and where there are few ordinary people? ! !

Even if she was killed, she would not believe that there would be someone from the spirit world to do Miss Bao's job.

Md, when I think about it, I suddenly feel a little scared.

May I ask, she has experienced so many knocks on the door in the middle of the night, which time has she met a normal person outside?

She thought about it, but she still couldn't bear to wake Zhu Junyang up. She sneaked around to the wall far away from the door and plucked up the courage to poke her head.

There was no one in front of him, but the knock on the door was still ringing! ! !

Xia Yu only felt a chill on her neck, as if someone put a knife on her neck.

She froze her body and turned her head stiffly little by little.

Behind him, a woman with a bloody mouth was stroking her neck with her hands.

Xia Yu rolled her eyes and was about to faint immediately.

Woman: "... Is my mother so scary?"

Xia Yu, who was about to pretend to be dizzy: "!" Thinking?Can we communicate? !

She opened her eyes with a "swish", and startled the woman who was squatting in front of her and poking her with her fingers all the time: "Oh my god... old girl, you are much scarier than me."

Xia Yu crawled out from the wall, summoned up the courage to ask her, "Why did you send us special services?"

The woman slapped her on the back and laughed boldly: "Oh my god, don't you know you're in there! We've been flooded into the Dragon King Temple. The whole family doesn't know each other! "

This strong northeast accent made Xia Yu's fear instantly minimized.

The woman patted her again, and said: "I just didn't know this was your target, it's okay, I'll just change it later, you can have fun later."

Xia Yu was puzzled: "? Why have fun?"

The woman threw a "you understand" look.

Xia Yu: "...What kind of expression do you have..."

"Oh, it's just a thing, it's just a woman, it sucks a man's yang energy! It's so clear, haha~" Another slap was slapped on her back, and Xia Yu staggered from being patted, and couldn't help it. He coughed twice.

Of course, she wasn't photographed, but was frightened by her bold language.

"What? What Yang Qi?"

"What's wrong? You're a novice?" the woman said, "To be more precise, it's me. I'm going to give them a special service. The reward is a little yang energy from them, understand?"

Xia Yu clutched her clothes tightly: "I'm a serious ghost, I'm not here to sell."

The woman laughed again: "Oh, old girl, you're so interesting, you're already a ghost, and you still care about what that thing does. Little ghosts like us, if they don't suck Yang Qi, they'll just hiccup and fart? No, who cares about this stuff."

The two ghosts sat side by side on the floor of the corridor. Xia Yu shrugged his shoulders and asked curiously, "How do you usually absorb Yang Qi? Are men so easy to deceive? Won't you scare people like this?"

The woman said: "I'm like this, isn't it with you? Of course, I have to show the most essential state in front of my sisters. With those stinky men, I will become what I was before I died, and then talk to them softly—— "

"Wait." Xia Yu interrupted her, wondering, "Why are you speaking softly?"

The woman coughed twice, cleared her throat, and then said in a very soft and correct Mandarin voice, "Sir, do you need any special services?"

"Damn it?!" Xia Yu opened his mouth wide in surprise, and raised a thumbs up: "Young lady, miss."

The woman gave her a wink with this bloody face.

Xia Yu slightly turned her head away, unable to bear to look directly at it.

"Hahahahaha." The woman kept laughing, looking very happy.

In fact, if you look closely, excluding the blood stains and tumbling skin, this young lady looks really good-looking.

"That young lady..." Xia Yu called out.

"Gaha, big sister?"

"How did you die?"

The woman froze for a moment.

Xia Yu hurriedly said: "Well... don't say anything that is inconvenient to say! I just asked casually..."

"What the hell is inconvenient, I forgot how I died."

"forget?"

The woman pointed to the scars on her face and smiled: "But I guess judging from the scars on my face, I should have either jumped off a building or had a car accident, right?"

Xia Yu was stunned.

Miss Dongbei's tone was very open-minded, as if she didn't care about the ugly marks on her face at all.

But her heart was stuffy, and she felt a little out of breath.

Judging by her age, she is only in her twenties... She has only passed one-fifth of her life, but she is already used to using that method to keep herself alive...

"Oh my god, what's your expression, old girl? I'm not as miserable as you think." The woman touched her chin and said, "I'm in a hurry, I should have fucked a lot of stinky men before, so I don't have any resistance to having sex with a handsome guy..."

Xia Yu: "..." Aren't those boys who don't know that they slept with ghosts the ones who should resist? , No, the little sister is like this, how can she still complain about her... It's so immoral.

She forcibly stopped the desire to complain that came to her lips, and changed the subject: "There are quite a lot of bosses in this hotel...how dare you mess around here?"

The woman gave her another slap on the back to show her closeness, and said with a smile: "Oh, I have seen those big guys before. They said that I am still involved with the human world and cannot be reincarnated. They also said that there is no murder on me. , allow me to stay around here for food..."

When it came to foraging, the woman immediately remembered the interruption, she stood up, and said to Xia Yu: "Okay, I am always happy chatting with you, but I have to find something to eat, and I will meet again when I have a chance. Talk to you, old girl~"

After she finished speaking, she walked to the next door and raised her hand to knock on the door.

"Wait a minute!" Xia Yu called to stop her, "Miss, what's your name?"

The woman knocked her head angrily: "Look at my brain, why did I forget this, my name is Yao Wenjing, what's your name, old girl?"

Xia Yu: "My name is Xia Yu... Besides, you are not quiet at all..."

"Hahahahaha." Yao Wenjing let out a barbell-like laugh.

The laughter stopped abruptly after knocking on the door, and was replaced by a soft voice: "Hello, do you need any special service?"

Xia Yu: "..."

At the same time, she also witnessed Yao Wenjing's face gradually becoming intact...

It was a very gentle and beautiful face, and the tone of her voice was completely different from hers...

The door was opened from the inside, Yao Wenjing winked at her, and walked in calmly.

Belatedly realizing what was going to happen inside, Xia Yu blushed and fled in despair.

Their room remained the same. When she walked into the bedroom, she saw that the big guy on the bed was lying in the middle of the bed in a "big" shape. There was no place for her to sleep at all...

She sighed, turned her head and walked to the living room, preparing to sleep on the sofa.

Zhu Junyang, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes and looked at the back of her leaving, and turned over.

Talking so happily with that flamboyant ghost, you still want to sleep in bed when you come back?

dream!