The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

When Huang Diwen came in with a bag of things, Song Nan was still standing by the window, his mind was in a mess, he turned his head reflexively when he heard the sound of the door opening, and when he saw his younger brother's face, his nerves tensed up. Finally got to rest and relax.

"Brother Yue said you were injured?" Huang Diwen threw the bag on the chair, approached Song Nan and asked Song Nan, his eyes swept over his right hand wrapped in white gauze hanging by his side, "Are there other places besides the hand? "

Song Nan automatically ignored the concern in his tone, and hit the point of his words, "Did you bump into Fengyue?"

Huang Diwen shook his head, "Brother Yue called me." After that, he took out the phone and showed it to him.

Song Nan was very upset when he heard him call someone so kind, and said in a cold voice with a sullen face, "Don't call him that in the future, what kind of brother is he?" Terrible, not worthy of being a brother.

Huang Diwen was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously asked, "You and Yue again..." Seeing Song Nan staring at him coldly, he hurriedly changed his words, "Did the teacher quarrel?"

"What kind of quarrel do I have with him? Don't guess." Song Nan reached for the bag and opened it, took out the clothes and pants inside and prepared to change, "Stand behind the door, before someone comes in."

"Oh." Huang Diwen blocked the door according to his words, staring at the T-shirt Song Nan was struggling to take off with one hand. It was like being suddenly covered in a layer of fog, and cried out with a wow.

Song Nan was startled by his voice, and just as he lifted his T-shirt to put it on, he fell to the ground in fright, "Why are you howling?"

"Brother, how did you do this?" Huang Diwen wiped his nose and twitched, "It's all bleeding."

"It's normal to bleed," Song Nan said indifferently, "If it's a man, he shouldn't bleed, unlike when you encounter some bad things and you just cry."

"How did you do this?" Huang Diwen sniffed and asked.

"A gang of grandchildren plotted against him." Song Nan put on the T-shirt and began to change his pants, "Did you have nothing to do last night?"

Huang Diwen shook his head, "You call me now and then, I haven't slept well, I must doze off in class today."

Song Nanxin said that not getting a good night's sleep is better than sleeping to death, "Let's persevere in the morning and take a good rest at noon. Have you had breakfast? If you haven't, I'll buy it for you."

Huang Diwen shook his head, "I ate two meat buns while waiting for the bus."

Song Nan nodded in satisfaction, "Let's go to class soon, let's go."

"Brother, do you still have to drive to pick up... teacher later?"

"The car is gone, just pick it up, let him hit it first for now..." He paused here, and it was only a few minutes before eight o'clock when Fengyue left, and the first class of No. [-] Middle School started on At eight o'clock, it must be too late to hit the flying ones. You don't need to think about how Feng Yue rushed to No. [-] Middle School.

Song Nan couldn't help but continued to scold him in his heart. He had the ability to teleport and tossed him to drive to pick him up at night. It was Feng Yue's full responsibility that he would be blocked by people.

The more you think, the more angry you are.

Seeing Huang Diwen made him even more angry. His younger brother looks like his father, with a square face and a not very straight nose. He can still see with a pair of big eyes stupidly. Is Feng Yue a ghost? After a long time, the aesthetics have also declined?Why does such a half-grown child make him not simple-minded?

Song Nan can't figure it out, but he can't negotiate terms with a thousand-year-old ghost that he can't beat, he can only restrain the other party.

"Let me tell you, from now on, stay away from Fengyue," Song Nan said to Huang Diwen with the serious expression when Huang Dingguo passed away, "He is not a good person."

As if he was afraid that his stupid brother would not believe him, Song Nan lied casually, "Did you see the injuries on my body? It's all his fault, so you have to unite with me, and don't talk to him when necessary. , understand?"

In Huang Diwen's eyes, his father is not as close as his elder brother, and his father's status will be higher without his elder brother. But anyone who has hurt Song Nan is his enemy.

So he nodded firmly without saying anything or even the most basic question, "I promise not to talk to him." As if to strengthen the credibility of this sentence, he added solemnly, "I don't eat the dishes he cooks either."

Song Nan nodded and patted him on the shoulder, expressing that his attitude was very good, and encouraged him, "Be good."

The younger brother is done, but Fengyue's identity is a bit tricky. If he is just a rich man, it will be easier to handle. I can't afford to hide, but Fengyue is not. Ghosts that have lived for thousands of years are the creatures that Song Nan can't deal with the most.

While thinking, he lay sideways on the elongated folding chair, one idea after another popped up in his mind, and he ruthlessly choked them out.

Huang Dingguo was kind to him in saving his life and nurturing him. Before he died, he asked him to take good care of Huang Diwen. In the future, no matter whether there is a mountain of swords or a sea of ​​fire, he must stand in front as an elder brother.

Mountains of swords and seas of fire?

Top in front?

Song Nan sat up from the chair violently, he could stand in front of Huang Diwen in fights, and he could also go out to earn money to support the family if the family needed expenses, but this kind of thing...how could he stand in front?

Song Nan remembered that Feng Yue once said that he admired Huang Diwen, but after thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't think of anything worthy of admiration in Huang Diwen. If he insisted on saying the same thing, he would be just stupid.

Does Fengyue like silly children?

If that's the case, it's easy to handle, just make Huang Diwen smarter!

How difficult it is for Huang Diwen to become smart. If there is something in this world that can make a fool smart, then he won't have to be stupid for 15 years.

Then get a more stupid one to divert Fengyue's attention, but where can I get someone stupider than Huang Diwen?

Song Nan thought about it, and felt that this matter was very difficult, so he wanted to find someone to advise.

He took out his mobile phone and looked through the address book. It was still early, and Li Jian should have just woken up not long ago, so he played a video call directly after thinking about it.

"Are you fighting with someone?" This was the first sentence Li Jian said after connecting the video.

Song Nan was startled, looked at the screen, and found a light bruise on the corner of his mouth, as well as the corner of his eye.

"That's not the point, let me ask you something." Song Nan took the phone away, stared at the screen and said with a serious face, "What do you think I look like?"

Li Jiang just woke up and was brushing his teeth. Hearing this, a mouthful of foam was sprayed onto the screen of the phone. Song Nan was so frightened that he reflexively moved to the side. After moving, he realized that they were in the video.

"Can you stop being narcissistic with me so early in the morning?" Li Jian took two pieces of paper to wipe off the foam, and rolled his eyes at the screen angrily.

"I'm telling you something serious," Song Nan said, "My brother and I, do you think I'm more handsome than my brother?"

"Aren't you talking nonsense?" Yaojian drank, spit foam and rolled his eyes at him, "Your brother's genes follow your father's, I'll ask you if your father is handsome, his wife can run away with someone else ?"

"His wife ran away with someone because that person was rich, not because of his looks." Song Nan explained.

"Okay, good-looking and rich, I'll run away too." Li Jian said.

Song Nan was at a loss for words, thought for a while and said, "Then tell me, is my brother cute?"

"It's cute." Li Jian felt that Song Nan's head might have been beaten stupid by fighting with others, and the questions he asked were as stupid as the others, but he continued to chat with him truthfully, "Big eyes, staring at people She is quite cute when asking questions, let me tell you, when my son is born, he will definitely be cuter than your brother..."

Song Nan didn't have time to listen to him saying that he was still the son of a B-ultrasound picture, so he interrupted, "Then you think I'm going to be as silly as my brother, and I'm cuter than him?"

Li Jian squinted his eyes, and gave him a look that you are sick, "Did you have some nightmare?"

"No," Song Nan said impatiently, "Let me tell you this, there is a person... no, there is a girl, yes, yes, girl," Song Nan said while thinking, "She seems to have a crush on my brother Yes, but my brother is still underage, how can he talk to girls if he doesn't know how to talk about love to you, don't you?"

Li Jian smiled, "Are you feeling unbalanced? You think that girls like your brother can like you, but don't you?"

"No..." Song Nan felt that Lao Yang might have been pregnant with his wife for three years, and explained, "I just think this matter should be stopped, but we can't afford to mess with her girl, and the family is very rich... He thought for a while and added hastily, "We still have the right, we can't beat her, what do you think about this matter? I don't want to give my brother away to others, right?"

Li Jian hissed, "This is really a problem."

"Isn't it?" Song Nan hurriedly said, "That's why I asked my brother to give me some advice. My head is about to explode."

"I can't give you any good advice. Otherwise, let the girl wait a few more years." Li Jian pulled the towel and began to wash his face. What can I do?"

Song Nan was taken aback by his words, and hurriedly said, "No, no, no, no! Definitely not!"

"Why can't it work?" Li Jian was taken aback by Song Nan's excited shout, and made a booing gesture to Song Nan, "Slow down, my wife is still sleeping."

"Anyway, that's the only way to do it," Song Nan lowered his voice, "That girl... she's so ugly, she's not good enough for my brother."

"Your brother doesn't look very good." Li Jian said.

"Tsk, do you say that about your younger brother?" Song Nan was unhappy, "Anyway, when someone sees you, he calls Brother Jian. Doesn't it hurt his conscience when you say that?"

"Who the hell did you compare yourself there?" Li Jian rolled his eyes speechlessly, "I just have this method, if you think it doesn't work, then I don't care, why don't you ask Zhongguo?"

"Yu Zhongguo?" Song Nan was a little perplexed, "He's been solo for almost 30 years, does he understand this?"

"You don't care if he understands or not, and it's not that your brother is asking for advice on dating a girl," Li Jiandao, "Although he has no actual combat experience, he usually reads romance novels, has a lot of theoretical knowledge, and has a good brain It’s very lively, and it must have more ideas than us.”

Song Nan thought about it, nodded and said, "Then I'll hang up first, and ask him."

Song Nan hung up Li Jian's phone, turned to Yu Zhongguo's and called, but no one answered after ringing for a long time, so Song Nan had to find out the phone number and call.

"Who..."

Yu Zhongguo is probably still sleeping, the voice of answering the phone is lazy, with a thick nasal sound and impatience that has not yet woken up.

"I, Song Nan." Song Nan said straight to the point, "I need your help with something, and I will treat you to dinner."

Yu Zhongguo yawned, and after being silent for about ten seconds, his voice became much clearer, "Say it."

Song Nanjiang told Yu Zhongguo again what he had just chattered with Li Jian, "You give me some advice, the other party is a big shot we can't afford to mess with, but my brother can't just be ruined like this."

"You use these words, it's so fucking hard to explain," Yu Zhongguo said speechlessly, "Didn't you say that you are learning to read and write with some teacher recently? Why is it that the more you learn, the worse you are before?"

When he thought that the person who taught him to write was Fengyue Song Nan, his head hurt, and he scolded Yu Zhongguo, "Don't tell me what's there, just tell me, what's the matter? all."

"It's not good to be rich and powerful. If it were me, I'd be naked and lie on the bed and let her do whatever she wants," Yu Zhongguo said. gone."

"Who can compare to you? Jian Tian'er wants to be taken care of by a rich woman," Song Nan said, "My brother is only fifteen, so young and juicy, he can't compare with your dirty thoughts."

"Then why don't you help me ask that girl if she likes me?" Yu Zhongguo teased, "I'm willing to sacrifice my life for my friend's brother."

Song Nan imagined, and Yu Zhongguo's sesame seed face immediately appeared in front of him. Judging by his aesthetics of Fengyue, even if he didn't like good-looking people, he might not be able to catch people like Yu Zhongguo.

"Forget it," Song Nan said, "Do you have any other ideas, this one won't work, you're not tender enough."

Yu Zhongguo scolded, and laughed, "That's easy to say, aren't you quite tender, you look younger than your younger brother, and you are more youthful, so go bravely for your younger brother."

Song Nan: "..."

Yu Zhongguo was originally just a joke, but when he saw that Song Nan didn't reply for a long time, he put away his foolish tone and said seriously, "In my opinion, if it affects your normal life, then call the police and deal with it, no matter how rich and powerful you are." Even the people who are here can't stand it again and again, and I can testify to you when the time comes."

Calling the police can't deal with a thousand-year-old ghost, Song Nanxin said, your idea is not as good as the previous one.

However, Yu Zhongguo's joke reminded Song Nan that it didn't seem impossible to turn Fengyue's attention on himself.

He has lived ignorantly all his life. Huang Dingguo adopted him. Although he did not give him the same love as Huangdiwen, he still has basic guarantees. Besides, his life is actually picked up by him. The leader Huang Dingguo was considered to be selfless, and gave him all his inheritance to Song Nan before his death. With this trust, he had to stand in front of his younger brother and carry everything.

Compared with fighting and hard work, to fall in love with a man, a man who has lived for a thousand years, the premise is to find a way to make this man like him. This question is obviously a bit out of the blue for an illiterate Song Nan. up.

[The author has something to say]: Song Nan: I will do what I want!