It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

Seeing that the crowd was completely submerged into darkness, Liang Yueyang's figure began to crumble.

"Hey, aren't you injured?" Qiao Jin hurried forward to support him, and he was soft after all.

Liang Yueyang answered confusedly: "No, it seems that the ghost who came to find fault these days is also your father's doing."

"Looking for trouble every day? So you don't get enough sleep?" Qiao Jin frowned. He didn't know about this kind of thing at home, "Okay, let's go back to sleep first."

Liang Yueyang was tall and straight, and Qiao Jin was sure that he couldn't hug him, so he could only push it on his back and carry it on his back.

Everyone's accommodation took a step back. Qiao Jin put Liang Yueyang on the bed, sighed, and looked at the number in the phone's address book in confusion.

At three or four o'clock in the morning, the knock on the door woke Qiao Jin up. He stroked his arm and gasped. Is the air conditioner so powerful?

He opened the door without hesitation, only to see Mao Mao standing outside the door decadently.

"What's wrong?" Jokin rubbed his eyes.

Yun Mao asked anxiously, "My brother is here?"

"Well," Jokin turned around with his eyes closed, pointing at the bed, "here."

Yun Mao walked two steps vigorously, Liang Yueyang sat up without saying a word, hugging his head, this is not home, his voice was hoarse and terrible: "I fell asleep?"

"Yeah, you fell asleep." Yun Mao said with a sad face, "Why are you sleeping here?"

Liang Yueyang patted his forehead speechlessly, and squeezed his eyes in annoyance, like a girl who fell asleep with a hangover, and it was very suitable for an after-event cigarette.

The scene was weird, Qiao Jin took the initiative: "I didn't sleep with you, and you didn't sleep with me."

Liang Yueyang got up quickly and checked the time: "I'm going home."

"What's going on, such a big reaction after sleeping?" Monk Qiao Jinzhang was puzzled, he really didn't understand.

Yun Mao glanced at him: "I'm in the next door to yours, and I can already feel his chill. Tomorrow, the leading actors will all have to take medicine."

"???" Super invincible central air conditioner?

Seeing that Liang Yueyang was about to put on his shoes.

"Don't go." Qiao Jin rubbed his hair irritably. "It will be dawn in about an hour. If you don't sleep, sit down for a while."

"It's okay." Yun Mao patted the soft bed, "You will still encounter trouble when you go out now, they like to make trouble at this time."

Seeing that Liang Yueyang didn't want to talk, Qiao Jin approached Mao Mao: "What's the matter? He..."

"Didn't you see that he only goes back to the house when he sleeps at night, and he only sleeps on the sofa during the day." Yun Mao explained helplessly, "He sleeps at night and the frost spreads, and you are the closest to him, and you seem to be quite healthy."

"Well, I'm fine." Qiao Jin patted his cheeks, pinched his neck, poked his stomach, and stomped his feet. There was no discomfort at all.

After all, he sat on the edge of the bed, lying on his back in the middle, and patted the slender waist of the person next to the bed: "Didn't you also check me? I will take the initiative to explain something you don't know."

"Yeah." Liang Yueyang hummed lightly. My aunt took the initiative to check and gave him all the information. He was actually not very interested, but he read it if he had it, and didn't avoid suspicion. He threw it on the table. Qiao Jin must have seen it. .

There was a knock on the door, and Yun Mao asked if I opened the door, then ran to the door and opened it.

"It must have spread to him that I want to pay. Every time my dad finds someone to chase me, there are 36 people. I checked last night, and it's true." Qiao Jin said in disgust.

Still thinking about checking this, Liang Yueyang shook his head slightly.

"I don't have a good relationship with my dad." Qiao Jin lowered his eyelids, "It's very typical, the money is enough, no one cares about it, it's just weird, he won't let me go out of the market, and strictly control my schedule, but he When you want to go out, you must take me with you."

Yun Mao lay on the edge of the bed, listening lazily: "What kind of strange habit is this?"

"You guys found out that my father is lustful." Jokin continued, "It was a long time ago. When my mother lived in the mansion, there was a mistress in the house."

"...Little San is superior?" Yun Mao answered, Liang Yueyang turned around to look at him indifferently, and he immediately shut up.

"When my mother was pregnant with me, the hostess was also pregnant with a child." Qiaojin narrated indifferently, "In the end, she was kicked out, and my mother became the master."

"I'm afraid it's not patriarchal." Yun Mao muttered softly.

"It's so strange, that child is also a boy." Qiao Jin laughed at himself. "During that time, my father had countless mistresses. You suspected that there was a ghost in my house. I guess it was the biggest breakthrough."

"I ran away from home because my dad wouldn't let me go out. I'm not a girl. It's ridiculous that I can't even go out to the city. The second is that when my mother left, she said she didn't want to go out with my dad. Together...she told me not to rely on my dad." Speaking of his mother, Jojin's eyes were filled with warmth.

"It's not lustful." Shu Qiaoqiao leaned on the door and smiled lightly.

Joojin stood up in fright, when did she come in?Yun Mao blinked innocently, he obviously asked about it.

"High opinion?" Liang Yueyang still lowered his head.

Shu Qiaoqiao twirled the lollipop in her mouth and said seriously, "It's obvious that your dad is for a special child."

"How special?" Qiao Jin tilted his head to look at Shu Qiaoqiao, "But I did go to a city in elementary school, so you're right."

"There was a fake monk who tried you before." Shu Qiaoqiao squinted her eyes, "Some people's horoscopes are different from ordinary people from the moment they are born. , that is, there are immortal roots."

Liang Yueyang slowly cast her eyes on Shu Qiaoqiao.She raised her palm and smiled: "I couldn't see through his blood before, but now I understand a little bit. You have immortal roots, and your life has a ghostly path. Someone forced you to die."

With a heavy sigh, Liang Yueyang said, "Does your father have any medical history?"

"I have had cancer." Qiao Jin smiled wryly, "That's right, it was when I was born, and now I have been in good health for more than 20 years."

"Forgive me." Shu Qiaoqiao's eyes sparkled brightly, "How many illegitimate children does your father have? How old are they?"

"I can't count them, you put it that way," Qiao Jin smiled more bitterly, "They are all about my age."

"A master!" Shu Qiaoqiao shook the lollipop at Liang Yueyang firmly, "He is definitely a master of divination. This kind of incisive day must have been calculated by risking his life."

Liang Yueyang suppressed the discomfort in his heart, and his voice was much softer: "These are all our guesses, I will help you get rid of the ghost flowers on your body, don't feel pressured."

"Be careful of your father." Shu Qiao smiled evilly, "Before he didn't let you leave him too far because you could suppress the evil thing, but after you ran away he came to you from all corners of the world to prove that the thing is the same as It's you."

Jokin felt a chill all over his body when he was told.

"Anyway, it's my dad, so that's the end of the topic." Qiao Jin waved his hands helplessly. Although the relationship between father and son is not good, they are still bound by blood. He is not angry but rather irritable.

"I think we can sleep for a while longer." Yunmao's soft voice came out.

Qiao Jin raised his eyebrows: "Are you two sleeping together?"

"Let's go, Maomao." Shu Qiaoqiao yawned elegantly, "The story is over."

"Abandoning human dignity for the sake of sleeping on the bed." Yun Mao smiled, showing the cat's fangs suddenly, which startled Qiao Jin.

"His father probably not only counted the child's birth date." Shu Qiaoqiao closed the door, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, "Even the child's mother's birthday is counted."

Yun Mao shuddered from this cold smile.Shu Qiaoqiao looked over gently: "Maomao, I was super smart when I was young, that month of that year was a good day."

The room fell silent.Liang Yueyang turned his back to him and said, "Three inches below the rib, does it hurt if you press it?"

Qiao Jin looked at him and really pressed it: "It hurts a little."

"I've caught a cold." Liang Yueyang turned his head away, remembering that he was so tired that he fell asleep yesterday, he felt a little melancholy, "I was too tired yesterday."

Rolling on the bed, Qiao Jin was hit by something, and he took out a strangely colored jade: "Why did your jade pendant turn into this color?"

The once shiny jade now looks very rough, no different from a stone.

"Now it's a stone. It has self-protection. When it's negative, it uses its stone nature to resist. When it's positive, it reveals its jade nature." Liang Yueyang hooked up the rope, "How did you get it back?"

"It happened to fall into my hand." Qiao Jin spread his hands and smiled, "I'm lucky, right?"

"It's not bad." Liang Yueyang looked down at the man lying on the bed, "A ghost car can even get on it."

"I..." Qiao Jin patted the bed unreasonably, with a depressed expression on his face.

"I'll go to Ximing Grand Canyon in a week." Liang Yueyang turned off his phone, "Maybe I won't be here for a while, you can find Mao Mao if you have anything to do."

Qiao Jin took the necklace in his hand, knelt on the bed and moved behind him, and helped him put it on with lowered eyes: "I should take my affairs with me, don't say I'm busy, you must know that the venue will be changed , that piece without me."

The neck sank slightly, and Liang Yueyang leaned forward, clenched his hands on his chin, and pretended to be thinking.

"Boom—" Qiao Jin threw himself on the bed, put his head outside and looked at Liang Yueyang, "I've explained everything I need to explain, so you won't be angry, will you?"

The curvature at the end of Liang Yueyang's eyes was beautiful, and he hummed sullenly: "I'll treat you to cake another day."

I don't like cake.Qiao Jin chuckled: "Okay."

The two were nestled together on the bed, Liang Yueyang looked up the information, and Qiao Jin rolled beside him.

"You sleep for a while," Liang Yueyang glanced at him, "I can catch up on sleep during the day when I go back."

"No, I need to feel it for a while longer." Qiao Jin looked at him with eyes full of spring, "You will leave immediately."

Liang Yueyang simply stretched out his big hand to cover Qiao Jin's face, especially his eyes. Qiao Jin smiled contentedly and stopped moving, and fell asleep unknowingly.

At dawn, there was no shadow of Liang Yueyang by his side.

"It's another day to move forward for the dream!" Qiao Jin smiled, thinking of the scene where Liang Yueyang tilted his head and covered his sight with his hands, he was secretly delighted like a fool.