Counseling [Quick Transmigration]

Mr. Gu's vest fell off unexpectedly.

After that, he began to randomly appear in the house without any scruples. Du Yunting often turned his head and saw a black shadow slowly getting thicker, followed by a familiar human shape, often starting from the long legs and gradually becoming clear upwards——

Seriously, this scene is kind of creepy.

Like domestic horror movies.

Du Yunting was really not used to it at first, or the original owner was not used to it. Several times when Gu Li fully showed his human form, he could be seen taking a step back, panicked like a rabbit whose ears were lifted, leaning against the Shivering in a cupboard or sofa.

The man glanced at him and said, "Afraid?"

Du Yunting shook his head.

"Not afraid."

He is really not afraid at all, but it is a pity that the body shows that it is not the case at all.Gu Li thought he was being stubborn, patted his forehead, and said lightly: "Squeamish."

Du Tongsou really likes the tone of a man.

He sometimes pretends to be afraid, flapping his wings and dodging like a chick being chased and intercepted by an eagle, while the powerful evil spirit can easily carry him over and put him under him without even moving.His body was fragile and warm, and it was hard to tell whether it was stimulation or fear. Even if he touched a little bit, he would tremble, a small piece of goose bumps arose on his head, and his voice was stained with crying.

Gu Li couldn't hear his voice, it looked like a hook with fluffy hairs on it, sweeping to the tip of his heart, making people want to tease him and make him cry.

Du Yun stopped crying, and it wasn't ordinary people crying.When he lay down and cried, he always habitually raised his neck slightly, twitching, and his chest heaved up and down, thin and weak, reminiscent of dewy flower branches swaying on the shore.

He curled up and let out a small, low grunt.Occasionally not lying down, sitting or standing, tears can wet Gu Li's half body.

Gu Li couldn't even tell what emotion he was crying out of.

Xu is afraid.But his crying, no doubt, could not relieve the fire in his heart.On the contrary, it is adding fuel to the fire, which makes it burn even hotter—fire and flowers, but that's all.

The curtains are often drawn for a day, and Du Yun stops to board the plane every day, soaring in the sky in a private jet.

He was as soft as a puddle of warm water that could leak out from between the fingers.Gu Li hugged him tighter, and stroked a few strands of messy hair on his forehead.

Du Yunting was wrapped in the quilt, only showing a pair of black and white eyes, whispered: "Mr. Gu."

The evil ghost had just satiated his appetite, and his attitude was more gentle than usual, stroking the side of his face.

"Ah."

"Mr. Gu..." The little stranger called again, looking at him, "How old is Mr. Gu?"

The evil spirit said, "I can't remember."

Du Yunting hid deeper under the quilt, strands of hair fell down on his neck, and the soft strands rubbed against each other. "Then, when did Mr. Gu leave?"

Gu Li paused, but still replied: "I don't remember."

His gaze was slightly far away, as if he was thinking about something.The little stranger looked distressed, and said, "Mr. Gu has many wounds on his body."

The injury was not caused by an ordinary fight, but more like it came from a bloody storm - he touched the mottled marks and his mouth shrunk.The evil ghost stared fixedly at him, and asked back, "Does my heart hurt?"

He just asked casually.He is a ghost now, and it is impossible for a person to feel sorry for a ghost.

It's too late to avoid it, let alone cherish it.

But the little stranger nodded, and was about to cry in the next second.He touched it carefully, as if he was afraid of hurting him, and even forgot that the one with him at this moment was a soul body, a soul that had died long ago.

"How much does it hurt?"

The evil ghost's heart suddenly softened, and he was also turned into a puddle of warm water.

He has never been loved by anyone or ghosts, Xiaoshengren is the first.All the first ones are very precious, Gu Li caressed his face, suddenly smiled, and sighed, "I really found a treasure."

When he was beside this person, he couldn't even express any resentment.

"—Baby."

He yelled softly, and hugged him deeper into his arms, wishing he could embed his flesh and blood into his own bones.

This is the first time for Du Yunting to live with ghosts.He was not unaccustomed to it, and even took the initiative to welcome Mr. Gu's tablet back.

Gu Li couldn't actually eat, even if he pretended to eat, he would spit it all out afterwards.He could only rely on incense. Du Yunting set aside half of the food for him every day as an offering, and his family would burn paper money for him all day long.

Mr. Gu stood behind him and watched, and finally said: "There is no need to burn money."

"Why don't you need it?" Du Yunting disagreed, "It's easy to do things with money."

"..."

For the first time, the ghost king knew that he needed money to do things in the underworld.

After Du Yunting finished burning the paper money, he slapped his legs, took out something from his pocket, and burned it to him together.

Gu Li lowered his eyes and looked at the things that appeared in his hands.It was a photo. The young man in the photo had his brows bent and his smile was carefree.

There is also a faint shadow behind him, which is himself.

"Group photo!" said the little stranger, "Shouldn't this be used in the marriage letter?"

Gu Li stared at it for a while, he didn't say it was useful or not, he just kept the photo in his chest.

When he raised his eyes, he bumped into the eyes of the little stranger.

Clean and clear, when looking at him, nothing was reflected inside.

The evil ghost suddenly wished that he was a human being and alive.

In this way, when the young man looks at him, he can at least be truly stored in the young man's eyes.

There are still frictions in the life of two people, let alone a life of one person and one ghost.

Although Gu Li has followed Du Yunting for a long time with his back spirit, he is still an ancient evil spirit in his heart, with a palpitating desire to control and a conservatism that makes Du Yunting amazed.For example, when I saw a girl wearing suspenders on the street, Du Yunting just glanced past her purely with admiring eyes, and the evil spirit was not happy about it. He must let the back of his neck be chilly, and all the hairs on his head would be blown up. Okay, and he will be forced to turn his head.

Du Yun stopped and turned his head a few times, feeling like he was about to salute the person across the street.

It seemed that someone had shouted to him to look to the right.

However, in Shanhai City, there are a lot of fashionable girls who love beauty, and they are everywhere in small high heels and go out in cool clothes.Du Yun stopped walking for two steps and turned his head, and walked for two steps and then turned his head. When he returned, he couldn't help protesting to the evil spirit, "I'm almost thrown into a stiff neck!"

Perhaps in retaliation for his words, the light bulb on the top began to rattle and rattle, the wind came and went, and the light flickered several times.

Du Yunting was unmoved at all, although his body trembled, his eyes were calm and calm, he just looked up at the lamp and said, "Mr. Gu, if you break the earthquake, you will buy me a new one. of."

so what?

The electric current is louder.

Du Yunting pointed out the key point very sharply, "You have no money."

"..."

The lightbulb stopped flickering.Du Yun stopped at the entrance to change his shoes, and walked in with his head held high as a breadwinner.

A human figure suddenly appeared on the chair, and the ghost king sat on it, with a rare expression on his face.He said, "I'm not poor."

Du Yunting said, "Mingbi is not money."

The ghost king was speechless, and after a long time he said in a muffled voice: "I have a betrothal gift."

Du Yun stopped his eyes and showed pity.

What are you thinking, silly boy, if this can be sold, I will be arrested.

These are all old antiques. Once he takes them out, let alone whether they will be sold or not, they must first be donated to the country for free.

The Ghost King finally realized that he was a penniless pauper.

He looked a little depressed, and the black air around him was darker than usual.Du Yun stopped patting him, and comforted him: "It's okay, don't worry, you still have face."

Gu Li: "..."

When he said that, it was as if he was a majestic ghost king, but he was actually a little boy who relied on his face for food...

Mr. Gu was silent for a while, then stood up and floated over.He wrapped his cold arms around the stranger, easily hugging him.

Du Yun stopped for a moment, still looking at him: "Mr. Gu?"

The evil ghost didn't listen to him, and was going to do something that the boy should do.

Like flying a private jet.

His driving skills have become more and more proficient, and now he can not only fly smoothly, but also master the techniques of soaring, forced landing and turning.Du Yun sat on top of it, feeling like he was watching an aircraft technical show.

After coming down, the man wiped the sweat dripping from his forehead, narrowed his eyes suddenly, and said, "Someone came in."

Du Yunting didn't understand.

Gu Li said in a deep voice, "Someone broke into my tomb."

The passage is quite narrow, someone wanted to light a match, but was pushed by the person behind him, lowered his voice and reminded impatiently: "You don't want to die! Light a fire in this kind of place?"

The man's face was embarrassed, and he couldn't get off the stage, so he put away the matchbox.The leader turned on the searchlight above his head, and took a photo in the distance, but it was still a dark hole with no end in sight.

He turned his head and said, "Are you sure it's here?"

The young man who followed at the end was pale, not ordinary, but almost ghostly white.He responded with a hoarse voice, as if it had been scratched by rough sandpaper, "Yes."

The leader narrowed his eyes.

"Didn't lie to me?"

"Why lie to you?" said the young man, with a somewhat impatient look on his face. "Wealth and wealth are in danger. If you don't have the guts, don't take this job!"

"Everyone has been killed before, so the next tomb will have no guts?" said the leader, spat sharply, and crawled forward again, "Isn't it an ancient tomb! There are no living people and no notes, so you will be afraid of this? --Walk!"

They climbed through a long passage that was several kilometers long, and finally saw the end.It was obviously not the first time for the young man who led the way to come here, and he unlocked the mechanism to let them in. Several desperadoes walked into the spacious underground hall, and they all took a deep breath.

There is a living spring in this tomb!It is not an ordinary spring water, but a splendid golden water, and the mercury is cast into a grand city, where Sidu, Baichuan, Wuyue and Kyushu can be seen at a glance.On the top, the sun, the moon, and the stars were shining brightly, and there were countless rare treasures. He saw the shining gems, and the big ones were embedded in the ground like ordinary stones.

This is even just the front hall.

He lowered his voice and asked excitedly, "How many things will be in the main tomb?"

"Don't think about it," said the young man leading the way, with a cold voice, "You don't have that life to get in. Isn't there enough stuff here for you?"

"Enough," the leader said excitedly, "Enough!"

He knelt down and hurriedly put the gold and silver treasures into his pockets, he didn't even notice that the jewelry box was still intact, tied with red silk that hadn't faded, like a dowry gift for marriage.

He filled his pockets with gold, and his hands were full of rare pearls and jade.There were a few jade hairpins twisted and twisted on his head, his expression was excited, and Tao Taoran was almost about to dance in the tomb.

"Brother, look at this!"

Someone pulled out a silk robe from inside, it was so light and light that it hung on the arm without any weight.He put a veil on his body and said, "It's not big, it's quite small."

It was different from the one he pulled out before, the one just now was quite wide, and it seemed that he should be tall.

The leader didn't care, and said casually, "Maybe it's for his wife."

The man held the silk robe and whispered, "This is also men's clothes—"

"Why so much nonsense!" The leader was displeased and glared at him, "Are you still taking it?"

Take it, of course take it.The man frantically filled the bag with things, waited until it was full and couldn't hold any more, then stood up and looked at the young man leading the way.

The young man's hands were empty and he took nothing.

He asked suspiciously, "Why don't you take it?"

"I don't want these," the young man urged, "quick, get out."

The group of desperadoes crawled back along the original road and exchanged glances with each other.They first threw the heavy bags on the ground, came out to take a breath, and prepared to go down later - but in the blink of an eye, seeing the sun, their bags full of treasures were like melting ice The same collapsed, and quickly collapsed.

The desperado let out a not-so-human howl, and rushed to open the bag to see—there was nothing left in it, only a handful of loess.

Those gleaming gold, pearls, utensils.They are all gone, only the dirt remains.

He scratched and scratched, and all that leaked from his fingers was dirt.

It's all dirt!

"Where's my money?" He turned around sharply and snarled at the young man, "Where's my money?—Where's my money?!"

The young man who led the way was picked up by him by the collar, and his expression was even more panicked and desperate than him.He suddenly broke away from the outlaw's hand, and searched desperately inside.

"Where's the rope?—there's supposed to be a piece of rope here! Where's the rope?"

No matter how you look for it, it's downright crap.Not reconciled, they decided to go down a second time.

Seeing such wealth with his own eyes, it is basically impossible to resist such a temptation.The desperadoes climbed in again, filled with jewels again, but when they wanted to climb out, they paid attention and let the young man crawl first.

The young man leading the way came out first, and suddenly heard a bang.

This sound was so loud that it seemed like the earth was shaking, and it opened its mouth to roar.He stared wide-eyed, seeing that the passage in front of him trembled, and the soil fell down, followed by stones. Immediately, without even a wail, those people were completely buried in the depths of the tomb.

The young man stood up tremblingly, shaking his hands to grab a bag of jewelry that was thrown out.Sure enough, they also turned into sand the moment they came into contact with the outside air.

There is no red string.

Yang Da's hands trembled, and he fell to his knees on the ground suddenly.

No red string!

He thought about it for so long, almost dazed, wondering why Lu Cheng had such a good life.Later, he saw the exact same rope on Lu Cheng's body, and he suddenly understood.

Lu Cheng succeeded.He really had an affair with a ghost.

So the ghost protected him and gave him all kinds of treasures; not only was he safe, but he even got rich.He now has countless money, even if one of those precious ancient coins is sold, it is worth a fortune.

After Yang Da narrowly escaped death, he thought of this big tomb again.He was smart this time, he didn't try to steal it himself, but let those people steal it, and then he took out the red rope from their hands.

In this way, he is not the owner who is full of malice, but an accidental owner like Lu Cheng.He tried his best to find a little life for himself.

But now, those people died right under his nose.Even the passage collapsed, and his thoughts were buried as clean as the bones of those people.

Yang Da's hands trembled for a long time, his eyes were a little cold.

Yin marriage...

It is not customary for the folks not to marry in the dark. In those villages, for a child who died early and had not yet had time to start a family, the elderly in the family will arrange a marriage for him and a living person.The living people welcome back the spirit seat, just like treating ordinary people, and it is said that it can keep the family safe.

It's not that Yang Da hadn't thought of this method, but he still didn't dare to try it.Lu Cheng's success was like a shot in the arm, and at the same time, it made him regret endlessly. If he hadn't given up the red rope back then, would he be the one who is safe now?

He wants to live, he doesn't want to die.

He wants to live! ——Lu Cheng took his luck and lived well, why can't he live?

He gritted his teeth, finally supported his body, and walked towards the nearest village.He didn't even feel that something was following him closely with its stinky mouth open.

That thing never left a trace on the ground

At home, Du Yun stopped and asked, "What's the matter?"

Gu Li withdrew his gaze and said, "No problem."

He punished those who were greedy.However, there is no need to tell the little stranger about these things. The little stranger is too timid. In Gu Li's view, he is similar to a grain of rice. Gu Li doesn't want to scare him.

Du Yun stopped and didn't ask any more questions.

He has never stopped investigating the tomb. As for the age of the tomb, archaeological experts have always disagreed. Some say it is a hundred years ago, and some say it is a thousand years-it has not been mined for so many years, and no one feels it. Strange, as if everyone had assumed it should be there.

Du Yunting stared at the man's face thoughtfully.

Mr. Gu: "What?"

"It's nothing," Du Yun paused to answer, "I'm just counting how many generation gaps there are among us."

"..."

"Three-year generation gap," Du counseled, "not many, only a few hundred."

"..."

The Ghost King suddenly realized the age gap.

The situation is dire.

Du Yunting had a dinner with his colleagues in the evening, so he routinely reported to Mr. Gu and made an application to come back later.He said he would come back later, but he was clear in his heart, and the man must be following him.

But I know in my heart that surface engineering still needs to be done.Du Yunting said his words in a high-sounding manner, and said goodbye to Mr. Gu.

The man also kissed his face seriously, "Drink less."

Du Yun replied humbly, and looked back as soon as he went out.The thing the little monk gave to his eyelids was still useful, and he saw a familiar black shadow, not far or near.

Du Tongsu let out a satisfied sigh, "Old peeping tom."

I don't know where so many worries come from.

The place for dinner is a hot pot restaurant that I often go to, and there are several tables sitting at the bustle and bustle.The female colleague sat on the table inside and waved at Du Yunting.

Perhaps it was because they had experienced the team building together, the relationship between the two was closer than usual, and they spoke closely.Du Yun sat next to her, and felt a cool air rushing towards his face. Even his female colleague noticed it. She raised her head and looked around, surprised, "The air conditioner is still turned on in this store?"

It's not a hot day, where does the cool air come from in the hot pot restaurant?

Du Yunting widened the distance, so he could only smile.

It's not coldness, it's jealousy.

He didn't drink much wine, the black shadow replaced the wine in the glass with water, instead he poured down a stomach full of health-preserving hot water.The white air curled up on the table, and the colleagues were talking and laughing, which seemed lively.

I don't know how long I ate, but when I left the store, it started to rain outside.It was still a sunny day when I left the house, and no one in the row had an umbrella, and they all stood on the porch and waited.

Those who have a crush call for a pick-up, while those who don’t have a crush have to wait for Didi in the rain.The female colleague turned sideways and asked Du Yunting, "Your girlfriend won't come?"

Several colleagues were interested in this topic and poked their heads over.

"Come on, definitely come!"

"Let her pick you up too, we'll see you."

"Let's see what kind of girl she is—"

Everyone in the company knew that Lu Cheng's girlfriend was extraordinarily enthusiastic, and would nibble on his neck at every turn.Sometimes not only on the neck, but also behind the ears. When Lu Cheng came to work the next day, his eye circles were still red, and he couldn't walk smoothly. He was often said to be squeezed dry by his girlfriend.

Du Yunting took out his mobile phone, but he didn't refuse, just smiled, "He may not come."

Colleagues urged him: "Ask!"

The eldest sister who was a matchmaker also came to the dinner together. After hearing this, her expression was not as clear as before.Du Yun stopped under the gaze of his colleagues, and sent a message to the evil spirit who was right next to him, "Are you coming to pick me up?"

The evil spirit returned quickly.

"Come."

Almost at the same time as the news came, a luxury car stopped on the side of the road.The person who came opened the car door, first stretched out a pair of long legs from the car, and opened the umbrella leisurely.

The raindrops slid down the umbrella surface, but none of them splashed on him.The man's hands were slender and neat, holding an umbrella handle, and his voice was extremely low.

"Lu Cheng."

The female colleague was dumbfounded.

"Mr. Gu?"

She stared at the man, but before she could react, she heard a joyful "Mr. Gu!"

Immediately afterwards, she saw a figure and rushed towards the man.The man's umbrella tilted slightly, he first protected him in his arms, and then moved the umbrella back again, so as not to let the rain soak him in the slightest.

Female colleague: "..."

Fuck, she seems to know something great.

The author has something to say: Counsel: Let me introduce, my partner.

Mr. Gu: I have five insurances and one housing fund.

Counseling: ...

The old vinegar jar has a really good memory.

But you don't.