The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

Because Huang Diwen didn't have a good rest last night, he was listless all morning. He was called by the teacher several times, and finally had to keep poking the tender flesh on his arm with the tip of a pen to keep himself awake.

The elder brother sent him to such an expensive place to attend classes, not for him to sleep.

When Song Nan came to look for him, he was planning to go to the bathroom quickly and then come back and lie down on the table for a while. There will be the last class later, and he can no longer be called by the teacher.

"Brother?" Huang Diwen yawned, "Didn't you rest?"

Song Nan looked at his tired face, and remembered that it was all because he kept calling him last night and disturbing him, so he couldn't help feeling guilty, but Feng Yue hadn't seen him back after going out for so long, and he didn't know why He's going, he's going out to deal with what happened last night, and he doesn't feel at ease leaving Huang Diwen here alone. After all, although Fengyue's blood can protect them, the blood in his body, once he leaves this building Lou is no threat to Wang Minzhen.

"I asked your teacher Zhu for leave," Song Nan said, "you go out with me."

"Huh?" Huang Diwen was startled, "What are you going to do?"

"Call the police." Song Nan said.

He took Huang Diwen to the Public Security Bureau to call the police. The wound on his hand was gone, but the wound on his back was still there. Song Nan lifted up his shirt to show them, and told them about the passage and road section of the attack last night. It also roughly talked about the tiger tattoo on the arm of the most impressive tiger-headed man.

"Where can we find someone with just a tattoo." The little policeman seemed a little impatient. He had seen this kind of fights and troubles a lot. He looked at the delinquent boy with his colorful hair tied behind his head, thinking This kind of thing is usually caused by borrowing money and not repaying it, or because of some quarrel, and calling the police is nothing more than selfishness in the end.

"I've checked. There are surveillance cameras nearby, so they should have caught someone." Song Nan said again.

A policeman pouring water by the side paused when he heard the words, "First fill out a form and make a record, and I will notify you if there is any news."

It was the first time Song Nan came back to report the case. He originally thought that the police would send the police to pick up the surveillance video with him after clarifying his purpose, but he was thrown a form for him to fill out, and he was a little dazed for a while.

"I can't read." Song Nan said.

The little policeman frowned, and looked at Huang Diwen behind him, "Who are you?"

"My brother." Song Nan said.

"He can read, right?" said the little policeman, "Let him write for you."

"No..." Song Nan was a little anxious, "Writing this is a waste of time, why don't you just take someone to adjust the monitoring."

"Do you handle the case or I handle the case?" The little policeman gave him a sideways glance, "Hurry up and write, I have seen a lot of small cases like yours, and most of them are private in the end, so don't hinder us from doing business. "

Song Nan was a little annoyed when he heard this, but this is the police station, and even though he had never studied, he knew that this place should not be messed with, so he had to swallow his frustration first, and handed over the pen to Huang Diwen to let him do it for him. Write.

After finishing writing, I was asked a lot of questions by the little policeman. I asked a question four or five times. Song Nan almost fell asleep after being asked by him. Finally, when he finally got it done, it was just letting him go. Don't turn off your mobile phone, you will notify him when there is news.

"How the hell is this like a job interview?" Song Nan walked out of the police station, took out his mobile phone and checked the time, it took more than an hour to fill out a form and make a record, "Still fucking waiting for the notification , inform your sister."

"Why don't we get the monitoring ourselves?" Huang Diwen said, "Didn't you just say that there is a monitoring at the entrance of a convenience store? We can ask the boss for it."

Song Nan was right when he thought about it. He glanced at his younger brother admiringly, and thought to himself that sometimes his reaction was no worse than his own. No wonder Fengyue would stare at him. Is this the legendary hero who knows the eyes? ?

But it was noon at the moment, and both of them felt hungry, so Song Nan planned to find a place to fill his stomach before talking.

He took Huang Diwen to find an a la carte restaurant nearby, and Fengyue called just as he was about to check out.

Song Nan was a little apprehensive when he saw the name on Lai Xian. After learning that Feng Yue was actually a ghost, and a thousand-year-old ghost with "boundless magic power", he was inexplicably afraid of him.

Maybe it's because he was afraid of ghosts because he could see ghosts since he was a child.

He still remembers the conversation Feng Yue had with him before he left. He promised to take his eyes off his younger brother for a while, as long as he behaved well, Song Nan didn't want to answer the phone at first, but when he thought about it, he became depressed again , is it bad behavior if he doesn't answer the phone?

It should count...

Song Nan sighed, ordered Huang Diwen to bring all the food to the empty table, and swiped his cell phone to answer the call.

"Where are you?" Feng Yue asked.

us?Song Nan raised his eyes subconsciously to look at Huang Diwen, and said to himself, this ghost is a bit magical, and now he knows that he and his brother are not in Wandu Building.

"We're eating outside." Song Nan said, "What's the matter?"

"Where is it?" Feng Yue asked, "I'll be right over."

Song Nanxin said what are you doing here? We don't welcome you here, but he can only say this in his heart. He knows Fengyue's strength very well, and he also understands the consequences if he makes this ghost unhappy.

So although he was upset, he still had to give a place name.

Fengyue came by taxi. Song Nan and Huang Diwen happened to be sitting by the window. Song Nan happened to see him when he got off the car.

"Pretentious." Song Nan clicked his tongue and said disdainfully.

"Huh?" Huang Diwen looked at him with a question mark on his face.

"Eat yours." Song Nan knocked on his bowl, "I can't even stop your mouth with food."

Huang Diwen: "..."

After Feng Yue came in, he went straight to the table for two people. They were sitting at a table for four people. Because Song Nan was sitting by the aisle, Feng Yue hesitated and sat next to Huang Diwen.

"Hey!" Song Nan immediately exploded, threw his chopsticks and stood up from the chair, "You...you sit here." After saying that, he moved in and pointed to the chair he gave up beside him. , "Sit...here."

Feng Yue glanced at him, and really got up and sat down.

There were more question marks on Huang Diwen's head, and he stared at Song Nan with a puzzled expression. Because of embarrassment, Song Nan glanced at him with displeasure, "Hurry up and eat, what are you looking at?"

"Why did you travel so far to eat?" Feng Yue asked after sitting down.

Huang Diwen hurriedly said, "Mr. Yue, have you eaten yet?"

Song Nan gave Huang Diwen a displeased look, and said to himself that ghosts don't know they are hungry, so you don't care if he eats or not.

"I've eaten." Feng Yue smiled at him, "Is there enough food? If not, I'll get you two more."

Song Nan's goosebumps suddenly rose all over the place, thinking to himself what is this Fengyue trying to do?Isn't everything agreed?Still so concerned about his brother?

"I'll get it." Song Nan didn't want Feng Yue to interfere with his younger brother's affairs, so he said to Huang Diwen, "Is there anything else you want to eat?"

After asking, I regretted it. If he went to get it, wouldn't it be the two of them left here?Song Nan imagined that scene for a while, and then imagined Fengyue's gentle expression when he asked Huang Diwen just now. He just felt that the scene was too fucking wretched, and they must not be left here.

So without waiting for Huang Diwen to reply, Song Nan slapped his wallet on the table and said, "Go and get what you want to eat, there is money in the bag."

Huang Diwen glanced at his brother, then at Fengyue, put the bowl away, grabbed his wallet and went to the dining table.

"So worried?" Feng Yue looked at him funny.

Song Nan gave him a blank look, can the mother rest assured?When you look at my brother, it's like a fucking wolf looking at a little sheep. If you don't pay attention, the lamb may be swallowed alive.

"You have business with us?" Song Nan asked, changing the subject.

"It's okay," Feng Yue said, "This is two directions from the school, why do you come here to eat?"

"I'm here to report the crime." Song Nan was furious when he said this, "The little policeman asked me to fill out a form and go home to wait for news, to hear from his mother, it was like an interview, this kind of waiting The news usually turns out to be no news, are the police doing things so casually now? Just a piece of paper will be sent to me."

Song Nan was probably too angry. He said 'fucking' and 'I'. Feng Yue frowned and said displeasedly, "Learn how to speak in the future."

"What?" Song Nan felt that his question was closely related to what he just said.

"I don't like people who keep swearing." Feng Yue said.

"I..." Song Nan took a deep breath, and had to collapse when he met Feng Yue's gaze.

Damn, he can't do this old ghost.

"Didn't I tell you to wait with me?" Feng Yue said.

Song Nan turned his face and glanced at him, thinking how the hell would I know if you would try my best to help me? Not at all conscious.

Seeing that Song Nan didn't answer, Feng Yue asked again, "Did you talk about the monitoring?"

"That's right," Song Nan said, "Their people said they would send someone to collect evidence, so I don't know if they were fooling me."

Feng Yue frowned, and Song Nan said again, "I don't think the people in their police station are very reliable in their work, but the police in other districts don't care about this area, so I don't know when the monitoring will be taken. I got it, and the monitoring on the road seems to have an automatic coverage function, after a long time, I'm afraid that the records of last night will be gone."

This man Song can think of it, so naturally Feng Yue can think of it too.

"Wang Shunquan and the others are still arguing at school. He will definitely continue to quarrel in order to get more compensation. This matter will definitely not stop for a while," Song Nan said again, "If we get more compensation as soon as possible." The video can further prove that Tan Shijia has a problem."

"What if Tan Shijia didn't find those people?" Feng Yue asked, "What are you going to do?"

"She didn't look for me, and I can't be beaten for nothing." Song Nan glanced at Fengyue like an idiot, and said, "And I don't believe that I really have nothing to do with Tan Shijia, otherwise Why is she pretending to be sick and taking sick leave for a week? There must be some ghosts in her heart."

Feng Yue nodded and smiled, "Wang Min really treats you so well, do you still want to help her?"

"It's not exactly helping her." Song Nan curled his lips, probably because he was a little upset at the thought of Wang Minzhen's bad behavior, "The main reason is that he can't understand people like Tan Shijia, they are too fucking human, and they are placed in society. It's just a fucking cancer, she must be cured as soon as possible."

Feng Yue's expression changed slightly, he narrowed his eyes and looked at him without speaking.

Song Nan recalled what he said just now, and felt that he had made a slip of the tongue, but he felt that he had done nothing wrong, and said unconvinced, "I'm just a villager in the countryside. If you don't like it, I can't help it." After speaking, he silently added another sentence in his heart, I don't want you to like it, okay?

Fengyue was stunned by Song Nan's words. Shen Qing, who was used to being self-taught and well-known outside, was reincarnated as an illiterate Song Nan who is now a gangster. There must be a gap, but Song Nan But there is no reason to change everything for him, and even he himself is asking Song Nan to make changes in the name of "deception", which is unfair to Song Nan who doesn't know the truth.

His Qingqing has changed his personality, even his appearance and age, but this does not mean that this person is not him anymore. Their blood connection is the biggest proof, so Song Nan does not need to change himself for him.

Fengyue is like enlightenment.

"I see." Feng Yue sighed, feeling that he was a little too selfish in this matter, he couldn't help but raised his hand and patted Song Nan's arm lightly, "You can do whatever you like Let's do it."

Song Nan was taken aback, thinking that Feng Yue might be bewitched.

"Eat first, I'll come as soon as I go." Feng Yue got up and stood up.

Song Nan was stunned for a moment, and asked in doubt, "Why are you going?"

"To sample what you want but can't get for the time being." Feng Yue said.

When Song Nan realized what it was, Fengyue had already disappeared. He didn't even see how he disappeared. He just felt that the air seemed to be still for a second or two. When he came back to his senses, Feng Yue has disappeared out of thin air.

"Can you stop being so scary." Song Nan patted his chest and whispered.

"Who's scary?" Huang Diwen lined up in a long queue and sat down on a seat with a steamed lamb chop.

Song Nan was frightened by him now, and said angrily, "You, startle me quietly."

"I called you." Huang Diwen looked confused, and frowned again after speaking, "Didn't I call you? Why do I feel like I called you before, hey..." He finished Smiling, he picked up a lamb chop with his chopsticks and put it in Song Nan's bowl, "Hey, I don't remember either."

"You can eat it yourself." Song Nan glanced at him, his expression softened, "It's time to grow up, eat more, we are not short of money."

Huang Diwen nodded and shook his head, "You work hard to earn money, so it's always good to save some money."

Song Nan suddenly felt that his heartless younger brother seemed to have grown up a lot, which inexplicably gave him a sense of comfort.

[The author has something to say]: Song Nan: This little policeman is really fierce!

Fengyue: Wait for me to cure him for you~

Song Nan: ... Where did you die? ? ? ?

Fengyue: Looking at the sky.jpg