She was pushed down by the villain again in The Boss of Quick Travel

Arranged in a clean and spacious guest room, Lan Yao didn't even look at the exquisite and luxurious furnishings. Instead, she sat at the desk and started writing a letter.

Lin Shuang came closer and he immediately covered the letter, "Let's play."

Lin Shuang grinded her teeth. The blood bag was quite arrogant. She opened her mouth to bite his shoulder, but unexpectedly a golden light bounced her away. Lan Yao said slowly: "The ghost king can't hurt the master. If you are willing to change the master, I can give it to you." You bite, you like my blood."

After all, members of their Tianshi family have been practicing the art of catching ghosts since they were young. His adopted son, who came here halfway, has no talents or talents. He can't even draw a talisman, let alone the power of his blood to hurt ghosts. .

Lin Shuang didn't know there was this restriction. She couldn't eat Lan Yao without his permission.

It’s so frustrating, so frustrating!

Lin Shuang snorted and turned to look at the full-length mirror.

The person in the mirror is only eight or nine years old, with white hair reaching her waist, red eyes, and a delicate and small face that is white and lifeless. She is wearing a tattered little gown, and there are long-rotted wounds on her body. It looks terrible and pitiful.

As a ghost king, she is too petite and not domineering at all.

Lin Shuang knocked on the table, "Give me a change of clothes."

Lan Yao wrote furiously without raising his head, "You moved to Murong Shuo and there is nothing."

"I won't change." Lin Shuang said, "I just like you."

With his lips moving slightly, Lan Yao packed up the letter. He glanced at Lin Shuang and said, "I'll change it for you, and you can change it."

Lin Shuang's eyes narrowed slightly, and everything in the room floated and fell to pieces. Lan Yao remained motionless and called Butler Hu to give him the letter.

Butler Hu looked at the mess behind him with clear eyes. How could he, a loser, control such a powerful ghost as the Ghost King?

"The head of the family said that I hope Mr. Lan that you can meet the ghost king's request and stabilize him, otherwise the ghosts in my family will be affected."

Lan Yao said reluctantly, "Okay."

Butler Hu met Murong Shuo within a few steps. His eyes were slightly red. He had just received a lecture from the head of the Murong family, "Butler Hu, where is that loser from the Lan family?"

Butler Hu said: "Since the master of the family has explained the situation, sir, please stop worrying about this matter."

"I care?" Murong Shuo took a deep breath, "You know in your heart that the Ghost King was originally prepared for me. If it weren't for the pressure from several branches, my father would never have given them this opportunity."

"Lanya just took advantage of him. Why can't I get the Ghost King back?"

He saw the signature on the letter in Butler Hu's hand, grabbed it and tore it into pieces.

"How many people are there in the Lan family, and he goes home proudly to announce the good news?"

"Butler Hu, the bed is damaged, please..." The tall and thin man came from behind and happened to see Murong Shuo tearing up the letter. He said calmly: "I'll write another one."

Murong Shuo said angrily: "Stop."

Lan Yao stopped, "Is something wrong?"

"What's your attitude? You're in my family now!" Murong Shuo stood in front of Lan Yao. His straight body was not as tall as Lan Yao's bent body.

Lan Yao scratched his head casually and responded, "Okay, Mr. Murong, what do you want?"

Murong Shuo: ...What's wrong with this man?

"If it's the Ghost King, she said she wants some new clothes, jewelry, and a coffin." Lan Yao thought for a moment and said, "She also wants a separate room."

Butler Hu said, "I'll get ready right now."

Murong Shuo looked at them and yelled at each other, standing in the middle like a transparent person. He was furious and about to get angry. Lan Yao looked at him and said: "If it is a matter of ownership of the Ghost King, it would be more appropriate for the young master to find the head of the family. I have something else to do. Go back to your room first."

"you……"

Murong Shuo's anger was like hitting cotton. He watched Lan Yao go away. He was shaking for a long time and was speechless.

"Butler Hu!"

"Yes." Butler Hu sighed and said: "Young master, you should listen to the master of the family on the issue of ownership. Instead of being angry, it is better to find a way to make the Ghost King leave Lan Yao on his own initiative."

Murong Shuo crossed his arms and said simply, "Just kill him."

Butler Hu shook his head, "If you kill him and don't take care of the Ghost King's container, the Ghost King will be easy to escape and hard to catch. How about you win the Ghost King's favor and let him choose a new master?"

"Is it possible?" Murong Shuo was dubious.

Butler Hu nodded, "It can be done."

Therefore, Murong Shuo spent the entire afternoon preparing clothes and a room for Lin Shuang without causing any trouble to Lan Yao.

"Your room is ready." Lan Yao pointed to the next door and said, "Go ahead."

With the approval of the master, the distance she could leave was longer. Lin Shuang went to the room, and Murong Shuo was waiting at the door. Sensing the strong cold air approaching, Murong Shuo suppressed his displeasure and said with a smile: "Look, Ghost King. Do you still like it?"

As a heavenly master, how can he please a ghost? When the ghost king becomes his own, he will sharpen his spirit and let him serve him tea and water, making all the ghosts surrender at his feet.

Just as he was thinking about it, he saw that everything in the house was destroyed in a mess, especially the things he personally selected, which were thrown out of the window.

The gorgeous coffin was also thrown in his face.

The boy frowned and threw out a talisman, "If a tiger doesn't show its power, you really think I'm a sick cat. The ghost king is also a ghost. Aren't you afraid of these things?"

The talisman paper was attached to the coffin to stop the coffin's strength. He then threw out more than a dozen talisman papers and headed towards Lin Shuang's position. The talisman paper formed a circle around the blank space. Murong Shuo ordered in a cold voice: " Thunder and fire punishment.”

Lightning and flames hit the middle, and the floor was scorched black. Murong Shuo hummed, "This is my best spell, and you can't escape it."

Lin Shuang was already standing by the door at some point. She raised her foot and kicked Murong Shuo hard. Murong Shuo didn't react and hit his head on the door frame and fainted.

"how is this possible……"

Lin Shuang haha, it's just a talisman. She has been able to use the talismans freely in front of several people, but she still can't handle this teenage brat?

Returning to Lan Yao's room, Lin Shuang floated in front of him dissatisfied, "I want the clothes you chose and the coffin you made."

The room was full of Murong Shuo's smell, and it smelled terrible.

Lan Yaoben was lying on the ground, listening to the sound. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Lin Shuang's pale little face waving in front of him. He had not seen ghosts all year round and was stunned for a few seconds before he could adapt.

"You're so annoying." He seemed to have just woken up, his voice was hoarse and lazy.

Lin Shuang responded, "You are lucky to have me."

Blessed?

Lan Yao closed his eyes again, his nose feeling cold. He didn't have such a thing as luck.

There was a click above her head and the chandelier fell. Lan Yao rolled sideways to avoid it as if she had predicted it in advance.

He said why it was so smooth today, it turned out to be waiting for him here.

Lin Shuang half-supported her cheeks, her eyes were meaningful, and the luck around the blood bag seemed to be wrong.