Live ghost hunting: Boss, she raises a ghost king instead

After a sleepless night, Fu Jingran came downstairs the next day, staring at the two bright panda eyes and yawning all the way.

The bright lights in the living room made him dizzy, but he felt particularly safe.

"Light...is light!" He murmured in a low voice, moved to tears!

He was allowed to stay up until dawn. Who knew how he spent last night? He was so worried that the weed spirit would appear in front of him as soon as he closed his eyes.

"Baby, are you awake? Come and eat, we are waiting for you." Fu's mother, who was reading a book on the sofa, greeted Fu Jingran warmly as soon as she saw her.

Fu Jingran stared at the amiable woman, or mother, in front of him, feeling very strange. In his memory, his mother had never shown such an attitude. She had always been very busy, and she could not fit the little Fu Jingran in her eyes. Of course.

"Why are you still standing there? Let's go eat." Fu's mother put down the book in her hand, walked to Fu Jingran, stretched out her hand, and took his arm affectionately.

"Mom, why did you suddenly change your gender recently?" Fu Jingran looked at the strange woman in front of him and finally couldn't help asking his inner question.

"I've always been like this, haven't I?"

Fu's mother raised her head and smiled gently at Fu Jingran.

This smile frightened Fu Jingran, who trembled all over. He pulled back his arm uncomfortably and said hesitantly: "Mom, stop laughing, you're not used to it."

Fu's mother's smile froze on her face. She paused and smiled awkwardly: "If you don't like it, then Mom won't smile."

The two walked to the dining table, and Jiang Nianyin was waiting there early.

She greeted the two with a warm smile.

Fu Jingran paused in his steps and wailed in his heart.

The smiles of these two women were more eye-catching than the other.

Fu Jingran's breakfast was tasteless. He wanted to ask Fu's mother about what happened in the garden last night, but he felt it was inappropriate.

The thing sat like a fishbone in his throat, making him restless.

He finished the food on the plate, tilted his head and carefully observed the two of them. Seeing that they had not finished eating yet, he simply put down his knife and fork and ran out quickly.

Ding ding dong~

Fu Jingran was running when a message sound suddenly came from his pocket.

"I'm at your door."

It was Jiang Buyan. When she woke up and saw Fu Jingran talking about extra money, she hurried over without washing her face or combing her hair.

When Fu Jingran arrived at the door, Jiang Buyan was wiping his face with the wet tissue he brought with him.

Her shoes were stained with cracked mud and her trousers were clinging to grass blades, as if she had just returned from the wild.

"Master! Master!! Master!!!" Fu Jingran shouted excitedly, feeling like we were reunited after a long absence.

Jiang Buyan raised his eyes and looked at the strong man running towards him, with an expression that looked like he had seen a ghost.

"Taste it up!"

Jiang Buyan easily dodged the rushing Fu Jingran with a quick sideways movement.

"Master! My disciple has been waiting so hard for you..." Fu Jingran, a grown man, suddenly pulled the sleeves of Jiang Buyan, who was a head shorter than him, and cried, which made Jiang Buyan difficult to comment on.

"Okay, where are the spirits?" Jiang Buyan didn't bother to talk nonsense with him and asked directly.

"In the garden, it's just..." Fu Jingran said, looking embarrassed.

Jiang Buyan frowned and asked urgently: "Just what?"

"It's just that the garden head is too expensive. No one else can get in except our family members and specialized masters." Because of this, Jiang Nianyin liked to hide inside every time he hid. Even if she was discovered, she would be helpless. .

"Then I sneak in?"

Hearing this, Jiang Buyan asked tentatively.

Fu Jingran shook his head and denied directly: "There are many servants around the garden, you can't get in."

Jiang Buyan had a dark face and said coldly: "Why did you call me over if you can't get in? Watch the monsters dancing in there? Isn't this your home anymore?"

"Hey, hey, hey! Master, don't be angry. We can't go in during the day, but we can sneak in at night." Seeing her leaving, Fu Jingran quickly grabbed Jiang Buyan and persuaded her.

"Okay, then I'll go back first and come back in the evening."

"Hey no! Master, don't leave me alone, I'm scared!" Fu Jingran was anxious. He was not afraid of ghosts because he knew those souls couldn't hurt him, but he was afraid of spirits. They can all be seen and touched. entity.

Jiang Buyan crossed his arms, looked up and down at the tall, strong, dark-skinned boy in front of him, and snorted coldly: "You're so tall for nothing."

"As you say, I only grow taller but not bolder. Master, please stay here for now. Let's wait for the evening together. You don't have to make an extra trip." Fu Jingran clasped his hands together and made a plea to Jiang Buyan.

Unfortunately, Jiang Buyan didn't agree with him and gave him a cold look before leaving.

Fu Jingran was really anxious now. He shouted at Jiang Buyan's back: "Pay wages! Just treat me as master and teach me today!"

"Huh? What do you want to learn today, classmate Fu?" Jiang Buyan, whose attitude changed completely, turned around with a smile and asked enthusiastically as soon as he heard about the salary.

She eats this!

Fu Jingran felt miserable, but he didn't say it.

Unexpectedly, the master-disciple relationship between him and Jiang Buyan was not worth tens of thousands of dollars.

Although Fu Jingran asked Jiang Buyan to stay with him, he actually stayed secretly.

After all, he couldn't make the decision here. If Jiang Nianyin knew that he had brought a woman back secretly, she would be furious, and she might be bothered by him for days and nights.

It was even more impossible for Fu's mother to let a strange woman into the house, and he had brought her back.

Therefore, Fu Jingran took Jiang Buyan and hid along the way, avoiding the sight of the servants and the two women at home, just like a thief.

After going through all kinds of hardships, they finally arrived at Fu Jingran's bedroom without any danger.

As soon as he entered the door, Fu Jingran quickly locked the door and closed the curtains.

"Thank you, Master, I've been hiding here all day. The room is a bit small. Don't mind it. If you feel bored, there are computers over there."

Fu Jingran said apologetically, and took out some imported snacks from the snack cabinet and handed them to Jiang Buyan.

Jiang Buyan took the snacks and felt in his heart that rich people are really good.

With just one bedroom, she was almost at home with two bedrooms and one living room. It not only had a bed, but also a sofa, a dressing room, and a separate bathroom. There was even a separate entertainment area on the side.

Seeing that Jiang Buyan was not feeling any discomfort, Fu Jingran walked aside to change into slippers, and took out a new pair and handed them to Jiang Buyan, asking her to change out of the mud-covered shoes on her feet.

Jiang Buyan took the shoes, thanked him, and leaned over to change them. When he raised his eyes, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the red line on Fu Jingran's ankle.

She asked in confusion: "What does that tattoo on your foot mean?"

"Huh? What kind of tattoo?" Fu Jingran looked down in confusion and saw that her ankle was clearly white, with no so-called tattoo.

"No, although I'm rebellious, I haven't gotten a tattoo yet. I'm not afraid of making you laugh when I say it. I'm actually very afraid of pain."

That was strange. The tattoo was clearly on Fu Jingran's ankle. Why couldn't he see the bright red line?

She was thinking with her head down when something suddenly flashed in her mind.

No! Maybe that’s not a tattoo!

Jiang Buyan's expression suddenly became serious, and she said sternly: "Pull up your trouser legs and stretch out your feet for me to see."

"Ah? Which foot?" Fu Jingran didn't understand why Jiang Buyan suddenly became serious, but he obediently rolled up his trouser legs and stood in front of her.

Without thinking, Jiang Buyan squatted down at his feet and carefully looked at the red line-like thing.

really!

It is the traction line of the spirit.