every soul loves you

Open slowly to show the audience's surprise.

He is a person who is relatively slow in dealing with people and things. No matter how incredible things are, he doesn't scream like a ghost, but no matter how slow a person is, there are times when he can react.

"You took the wrong medicine." The messenger didn't know what kind of expression to show, so the smile he tried to show was the indescribable smile of eating sugar, vinegar and a piece of bitter melon, "Hehehehe... ..."

"I'm healthy and don't need to take medicine!"

"Oh..." The envoy nodded casually.

"I'm not so bored that I want to rent a house to the messenger of hell!" The ghost moved to the messenger without taking off his apron, and the messenger took a step back eagerly.

"What are you going to do..."

The ghost then resisted the urge to bully him, but he did not interrupt his words. He stared into the messenger's eyes and said, "I don't like people coming to my house at all, and I don't like the useless hell messengers. I like to eat and don't like to cook, I don't like dog blood dramas and I don't like mental patients..."

The envoy blinked innocently when he heard the wide-open eyes here, and when they opened again, they were bigger than before.

"But...but I like you!"

"I rented the house to you for a purpose. Don't you really pretend you don't know such an obvious thing?"

"I went to ask your junior what you like, just to please you. I bought a lot of yogurt, but you didn't show up for a long time!"

"I don't want to lose my temper with you like that. Who told you that you are always disobedient, and it hurts me to see you sad!"

"I...I just didn't want you to see what happened yesterday. When it hurts here, I didn't care whether it was serious or not... That fellow Li He, whom I wanted to apologize for, took over your body again, and you were still quarreling with me last night! "Speaking of this, the ghost lowered his head and pouted in grievance, as if he was the one who was beaten.

He waited for a second, but the emissary didn't respond.

After two seconds, the messenger still didn't respond.

Three seconds later, the ghost really couldn't bear the suffering, so he had to cover up his embarrassment by roaring, "Oh, why did you force me to say such a shameful thing! And if you don't have a conscience, don't answer! I don't know that the Lun family cares about face. huh!" The ghost lifted up his apron, covered his face, and ran shyly to his room.

In the process of running, a chair was brought down, and the ghost ignored it, rushed into the room, jumped on the bed, and buried his face in the quilt.

no answer~~~~~~

Confession failed TAT.

After the ghost left, the messenger raised his hand and lightly brushed the corner of his eye with his index finger, wiping away the tears from the corner of his eye.

He didn't dare to react, he even wanted to turn his head away, or simply ignore the ghost's words and run away, how could he cry in front of him again.

The third time.

The first time was done by Li Hyuk, the second time could barely be attributed to his own pressure, so what about the third time.

The messenger could not find the reason.

The chest was sore and swollen, as if it was full of something, it was about to burst.

Probably due to global warming, even his piece of ice will melt together.

It's water, the thing that fills the chest.

It was so full that part of it came out of the eye.

One index finger was not enough, the envoy wiped his eyes with the palm of his hand, and it turned out to be water.

Why?

The messenger couldn't figure it out. He stood looking at the ghost's room for a while, then turned and went back to his own room.

The ghost belongs to the type that gets more and more courageous and never gives up. After lying down for a while, he thought of something more important than losing face, so he rushed to the messenger's room in a hurry. The door was ajar, and he couldn't make it in time. He just wanted to confirm whether the envoy was still there. He pushed open the door and saw the envoy sitting at the desk, writing something with a pen. Hearing the sound, the envoy turned his head.

The ghost breathed a sigh of relief, "I thought you left again."

"Just about to go." The envoy closed the notebook and said.He looked at the blushing face of the ghost, it seemed that he had really tried his best just now, the messenger secretly bit his lip and held back his smile.

The ghost smiled, "If I had known it earlier, I wouldn't have confided everything impulsively. Hey, wouldn't you give me a chance?"

"I've thought about it. You like me. It would be dangerous for me to live here." The messenger put his right hand on the table and pressed a black notebook. He stared at the ghost and said seriously, as if talking about something. business.

He had now arranged his shirt and put on the slippers which the ghost had prepared for him.

The ghost pondered over what the messenger said, and it sounded a bit ambiguous, which meant... the messenger didn't reject his liking!

"No!" The ghost rushed up excitedly, and almost jumped on the messenger, but the messenger leaned back quickly and successfully avoided it.

The ghost hastily retracted its hands in front of him.

"Are you sure?" The messenger looked at the performance of the ghost and asked for confirmation unceremoniously.

"Of course I'm sure! Have you ever heard a saying that a twisted melon is not sweet?" The ghost started talking nonsense.

"Oh, so you want something sweet." The envoy nodded slightly and said in a deep voice.

The ghost stared wide-eyed: "..."

Messenger, are you a player?

Messenger, you turned out to be a contestant!

"No, I don't have any experience in love." The emissary replied inwardly, with no emotion on his face.

The ghost stuffed its fist into the mouth in horror: "!!!!!!"

"Where is the yogurt?" the messenger asked calmly.

"Sour...I drank all the yogurt..."

"Ah, so you want to drink by yourself." The messenger narrowed his eyes, raised his eyebrows, crossed his arms, and looked at the ghost.

"No...not!" The ghost thought of something, and then said, "Wait for me a while! By the way, are you going to work today?"

"I'll go to work later."

"Okay, don't go, wait for me!" The ghost rushed out again.

The messenger looked at his back, and suddenly smiled slightly, just like a grown-up smiles gratifiedly when his child can buy him yogurt.

"Dehua, did you buy the mobile phone I asked you to buy? Also, remember to bring a box of yogurt when you come! Hahaha, yes, he is here!" The messenger heard the ghost calling outside.

He lowered his head and opened the black notebook.

The content of the latest item is .

"Ghost, confession, success."

☆、Landlord & Tenant

Dehua entered the password, opened the door, held a box of yogurt in his left and right hands, and shouted, "Little cute sister!"

The ghost and the messenger were packing his luggage. The ghost helped him sort out the files, hang up his clothes, and brought some fantasy novels from his room and put them on the window sill behind the messenger's bed.

"Little cute sister? Is there anyone else in your family?" The messenger stood at the table and went to put the documents on the storage cabinet. Hearing the name of the visitor, he asked the ghost while cleaning up.

But the ghosts didn't have time to listen to him, the messenger saw a black figure rushing out, and then the ghost's voice sounded outside, "Liu Dehua!"

Is it a friend of the ghost?The messenger followed suit.

"Uncle, my little cute sister is..."

where……

Before Liu Dehua finished his question, he looked over the ghost and saw the person behind him, his lips were fixed on the syllable of "in", he turned around mechanically, grinning dryly, and asked the ghost, "Uncle, Hehe, what's the situation?"

"What's the situation? Don't know how to read, this is your cute uncle!" The ghost introduced grandly.

Dehua's grinning mouth turned into a circle, and the two boxes of yogurt in his hand dropped and landed on the ground at the same time.

Only the messenger turned his head to look at the ghost in confusion, "What is the cute uncle?"

Fortunately, Fu Sandai Dehua is someone who has seen big scenes, and he quickly accepted his cute uncle, but the messenger would accept his incompetence for a while, and stared at the ghost in confusion.

Ghosts look up at the sky.

Dehua knew him well, and when he knew that the person his uncle admired was the handsome guy in front of him, he treated him like his own family. The messenger sat on the sofa, and he sat next to him.

"Don't mess with him, he's not easy to mess with." The ghost mixed coffee and vaccinated Dehua.

"Uncle, you don't talk at all. I thought it was a girl. By the way, uncle, are you not looking for your bride?"

"What bride!" The ghost knocked on the coffee cup violently, interrupting Dehua.

"What other bride is the one you went to the girls' school on Saturday last week to find someone who can save you?"

last saturday...

The messenger checked the date, and it was the day when he met the evil spirit and the ghost again.

"Are you planning to find a bride that time?" the envoy asked, frowning.

"What, don't listen to his nonsense, I was in a bad mood that day, I went out to relax." The ghost's small spoon spun quickly in the coffee cup, just like his thinking.

"So your bride is not looking for it?" De Hua stared innocently and asked the question again.

The messenger also looked at the ghost, waiting for his answer.

"That's just a legend, there is no bride."

"But you have been searching for 900 years." Dehua continued.

The ghost felt that he was sweating because of Dehua's few words.

pig!Team!friend!

"You, shutdown!" The ghost took a breath and pointed at Dehua with a small spoon. Dehua's mouth stayed on the word "ah" this time.

He was frozen by the ghost cast ice.

"Tch, you must be guilty." The messenger glanced at the ghost.

"If I find a bride, I will disappear, I want to be with you, will I still find a bride?"

"Will you disappear?" The emissary raised his head and looked at the ghost slightly in horror.

It must be worry, that expression.

The ghost's chest felt warm, and he smiled, "No, even if there is, I won't let her draw the sword."

"Draw a sword?"

"Well, the ghost's bride can see the sword on my chest, so I will be more anxious when you see the sword that day."

The messenger wanted to say something else, but the ghost's spell on Dehua was invalid at this time.

"Uncle, you're playing tricks on me again!"

The ghost pretended not to hear, grinned at De Hua, and took a sip of coffee.

"Lovely uncle, what do you do? Lawyer? Prosecutor? Manager?"

"Hell Messenger." Seeing that Dehua knew the identity of the ghost, the Hell Messenger replied so truthfully without thinking too much.

Dehua didn't realize it at first, so he doubted his own understanding. After he realized it, he nodded greatly, "Ah, so he is an actor." He turned his head and asked the ghost, "Uncle, have you ever thought about giving cute Does uncle arrange the script?"

The ghost who dozed off and drank coffee because he didn't sleep heard this and spit out the coffee from his mouth.

Seeing the reaction of the ghost, Dehua thought of the identity of the ghost, turned his head mechanically again, looked at the messenger, "Are you really..."

Before he could finish speaking, he slammed it straight away.

"I told you not to mess with him." The ghost shook his head casually, and then his eyes stayed on the messenger's face.

"What are you looking at?" the messenger asked.

"It's really...very cute." The ghost concluded after carefully examining the messenger.

The messenger's mouth was soft and red, the nose bridge was straight and straight, the hair was curly, the eyelashes were long, and the deep double eyelids made the eyes look big.

Like the people in the painting, the lines are beautiful, and the coloring is also in place.

The emissary wanted to put on a straight face, but he couldn't hold back, so he could only laugh, "This name is too tired and crooked."

The ghost looked at the messenger's smile, and his heart seemed to be dropped into cotton candy, "Ah, when you smile, I..."

The song goes like this, 'my sky, the stars are all bright'. "

"Ok?"

The ghost stopped talking and said softly, "angel."

Their home is big and quiet, and even the whispers of ghosts can be heard by messengers. After hearing this, he lowered his head and smiled slightly.

"Lovely uncle!" Dehua "lived" at this moment.

"Are you okay?" The messenger quickly recovered from the ghost's words and asked with concern.

"It's okay, okay." Dehua said solemnly, "I thought about it just now, you are so cute, we can definitely get along in peace."

Messenger: You almost rolled your eyes just now, but you were thinking?

"Then," Dehua got up, and stood at the door without looking back, "I'll take my leave first, uncle, lovely uncle." Before leaving, he left a proper smile.

The ghost waved helplessly at him.

"Your nephew?"

"Well, one of my closest people."

"Oh."

"Ah."

When tidying up together and when Dehua was around, the two of them got along quite normally. Now, everything is quiet, and the conversation between the two has turned into a single "um" and "oh".

"I'm going to work," said the messenger.

"Okay," said the ghost.

"See you tonight."

"Do you want me to come with you?"

The messenger had almost figured out the ghost's tricks, and knew that he was worried about him, but he still refused, "No, I can do it myself."

"it is good."

When the ghost agreed, he decided to practice invisibility, so that if he followed him, the messenger would not find out.

When the messenger put on his uniform and came out of the room, the ghost was waiting for him in the living room.

"Anyway, I have nothing to do at home..."

"Don't follow."

You can love, but you can't have dependence. The attitude of the messenger is very firm.

"Well, come back early." The ghost reluctantly ordered.

"I just rented your house." The messenger said to the ghost and himself.

The ghost was slightly taken aback, but the messenger was right, he was just a tenant now.

ok take your time...

"Goodbye, Mr. Tenant."

"Goodbye, Mr. Landlord."

Before going out, the envoy put on his black hat, and habitually pressed it down with his hands.

He was dressed in black, which further accentuated his slender figure, and his hands were slender and fair.

The messenger's figure turned into black mist at the door, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

How much the ghost wants to go through the door with him, but in that case, the messenger will be unhappy again.

At this time, the ghost wished to have clairvoyant eyes, so that he could see where Ah Shi was going.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't waste time watching girl groups. How good it is to learn these husband-hunting skills, so I won't be caught blind now!

After learning from the painful experience, the ghost hurried to the study to find the secret book of invisibility.

The envoy walked forward along the street, and the lonely figure walked forward without hesitation.

"Ghost, confession, success."

This is what the messenger dared to record in his notebook.

Just tell Li Hyuk what he did at what time.

What the messenger dared not write was something only he knew.

"Can't forget him.

I think about him even in meetings.

His image always appeared in front of me again and again, laughing and cursing, wanton and unruly.

His voice always echoes in my ears, there are roars when the hair is blown up, and there are very few whispers.

Although he always said nasty things to me.

But longing for his temperature.

I want to hug him too. "

This is what I like.

☆, that's all

The "Evil Ghost Gang" is an organization of evil spirits that has been rampant in the city recently. Most of them come out at night to increase their years of existence and evil power by sucking people's yang energy.

After the envoys cracked down on the evil ghost gang, they have been much quieter in recent days.

It's just that the superiors repeatedly emphasized at the meeting that the evil ghost gang must not be taken lightly. They will continue to track down the identity of the leader of the gang, and they must eradicate this criminal gang that disrupts the balance of yin and yang.

The other hell messengers in the "Messenger Corps" just listen to the words of their superiors, and they don't know how many times they have listened to it, and they just listen to it every time.

It's no problem for them to deal with ordinary evil spirits, but if there is really a leader of the evil spirit gang, he is a ghost of the ultimate level of evil spirits, who can deal with him?

Do you want to deal with evil spirits at the cost of being wiped out and not being reincarnated?

No hell messenger thinks that they have committed such a serious crime in their previous life, even if they are punished by hell, it cannot be offset.

Only one hell messenger listened carefully to the words of the superior officer.

"Find the evil spirit leader and eradicate him."

The messenger did not record this sentence in his work notes, because he had memorized it about 290 years ago.

This can be counted as another goal besides saving money.

Anyway, I can't remember the past, so I can only focus on the things I can grasp.

Things that can be grasped——

The Messenger is now a little unsure what the definition of the phrase is.

"Senior?" Someone called him.

"Hi." The messenger responded with a smile.