The whole world thinks I can exorcise ghosts

The rice noodles in red oil looked very delicious, and the aroma of beef chunks was overflowing. Song Nan glanced at Wang Minzhen who was staring at him, and unconsciously shook his hand holding the chopsticks.

"Hurry up and eat." Huang Diwen tapped the edge of the casserole with his chopsticks, "I still want to take a nap at noon, or I will doze off again in the afternoon."

How could Song Nan be able to eat while being stared at by a ghost just around the corner?

"I'm not very hungry." Song Nan pushed the bowl, "Hurry up and eat, leave me alone."

Fortunately, Huang Diwen didn't say much, he lowered his head and started to gobble it up.Song Nan swallowed, and glanced sideways from the corner of his eyes, Wang Min really stared at Huang Diwen, who was eating deliciously, with his hands and cheeks, his eyes seemed to want to eat Huang Diwen into his belly of.

Song Nan, who was extremely protective of his calf, was upset, raised his hand and knocked on the table twice, Wang Minzhen was disturbed by the outside world, and gave him a sideways glance with an unhappy face.

Song Nan opened his mouth, but he didn't dare to make a sound, he was afraid that Huang Diwen would become suspicious.

Song Nan thought for a while, then took out his mobile phone to call up the SMS interface, and typed in the dialog box.

Although he has learned a lot of characters from Feng Yue recently, he is not yet proficient enough to be able to write directly what he thinks. He frowned and thought for a few seconds, and wrote stroke by stroke with his index finger in the dialog box: Why do you follow? my brother?

Song Nan put the mobile phone with the text message on the table, and pushed it to the side without showing any trace.

Wang Minzhen shifted her gaze from Huang Diwen's bowl to the side again, and her gaze was fixed on Song Nan's phone screen. After a long time, she stretched out her hand, as if she wanted to pick up the phone, but her fingers directly penetrated the phone screen , Wang Min really frowned in annoyance, raised his hand and took a picture on Song Nan's phone, but the phone didn't move at all, and his hand directly passed through the table because of too much force.

Song Nan could see that Wang Min was really angry because he couldn't touch things.

Song Nan quickly took the phone, clicked on the dialog box again and wrote: Say it.

After writing the words, Wang Minzhen leaned over before pushing the mobile phone. Song Nan only felt a burst of cold soaking his entire right arm, and the movement of holding the mobile phone to the side also froze.

Song Nan gritted his teeth, and could only squeeze his left hand tightly to endure the strong discomfort.

Wang Minzhen leaned closer and stared at the phone screen for at least five or six seconds before slowly moving his body towards the wall, "Can you hear me?"

Song Nan gritted his teeth and nodded with difficulty.

Wang Minzhen's eyes lit up suddenly, and he raised his hand to pat him on the shoulder, "So you also saw me yesterday?"

Song Nan only felt that his entire right shoulder and his heart and lungs were about to freeze into ice cubes. He opened his mouth in pain, but he didn't shout out because of Huang Diwen.

Seeing the change in his face, Wang Minzhen looked closely at his face in doubt, "What's wrong with you?"

Song Nan didn't dare to answer, his body couldn't move because Wang Min was really bullying him, he closed his eyes helplessly, he lifted up his movable left hand, and almost swept the bowl of hot rice noodles in front of him to the ground with all his strength .

Because of the control of the angle and strength, the rice noodles flew off the table along Wang Minzhen's side. Wang Minzhen probably didn't know much about his body that had just turned into a ghost, so he subconsciously hid to the side, most of his body was embedded into the wall.

And because Song Nan was holding the mobile phone on the table in his right hand, his right hand and the mobile phone were naturally unavoidable.

Wang Min really dodged, so that Song Nan's entire right side of the body was relieved, the cold air slowly dissipated, but the heat of the rice noodle soup gradually became real, almost within a few seconds, Song Nan stood up from the stool, Frowning, he kept shaking his sore right hand.

The moment Huang Diwen heard the bowl hit the ground, he raised his eyes and looked over. It wasn't that he didn't react, but he was confused by Song Nan's actions, so he only reacted when he saw Song Nan shaking his arms in pain. Hastily pulled out a few paper towels to wipe him, "Brother, are you alright?"

Song Nan endured his temper for a long time and finally found the breaking point. He took the paper towel bitterly and wiped it on his burned right hand. Naturally, there was another burst of pain. Song Nan gave a rare yell and rushed to Huang Diwen shouted, "What do you think?"

The people eating at the next table heard the noise and looked over. Someone told Song Nan to rush to the back kitchen and rinse with cold water.As soon as the rice noodles are cooked in the pot, the soup is not far from the boiling water, so pouring such a large bowl of rice noodles on your hands is not unbearable.

When Song Nan got up, he deliberately glanced to the right, and saw that Wang Minzhen was also terrified, half of his body was retracted into the wall, and he went to the back kitchen with peace of mind.

"It's a good thing you didn't burn it with boiling oil." A waiter in the back kitchen who was about to go out with rice noodles pointed to the faucet and said to Song Nan, "It shouldn't be scalded, just rinse it with cold water, if you really don't worry Put some more salt on it."

Even if it wasn't boiling oil, it would still be painful to pour a big bowl of rice noodles just out of the pot. Song Nan turned on the faucet and waited for 2 minutes before turning off the water. The burned areas on the back of his hands and wrists were red , in stark contrast to his slightly fair skin.

Song Nan asked someone for some salt and sprinkled it on the hot spot, and then he walked out of the back kitchen with stiff hands.

"Are you okay?" Huang Diwen was still standing by the table, seeing Song Nan coming out and looking anxiously at the back of his hand, his face collapsed, "It must be very painful!"

Song Nan waved at him with his uninjured hand, "Eat quickly, it won't taste good after a while."

"It's not noodles, it won't be sticky." Huang Diwen said worriedly, "Should I find a doctor to get some medicine or something, I think it's all red."

"No need." Song Nan's thoughts were not on the hand injury at all, he glanced to the right while answering, but Wang Minzhen was not there.

Song Nan hurriedly turned his head to look around, and finally saw her on the empty stool behind Huang Diwen's left.

Song Nan gritted his teeth and stared at her bitterly.

Huang Diwen was about to sit down, when he saw Song Nan staring at him, he hurriedly stood up again, "What... what's wrong?"

Song Nan frowned, "It's okay, eat quickly."

"The phone doesn't seem to work." Huang Diwen pointed to the phone on the table that he had wiped clean with a paper towel. "The soup seems to have seeped in."

Song Nan just focused all his attention on his painful right hand and Wang Minzhen. He didn't even notice that the phone was also in trouble. He touched the phone with his left hand and pressed the power button twice. The screen was black and there was no reaction at all. No.

Song Nan scolded impatiently. Although this mobile phone is a bit uncomfortable to use for a long time, it can still be used as a normal communication tool. Originally, he planned to procrastinate it for a while, but now it is fine. It's too bad.

"Tsk tsk tsk, it's really hot." Wang Minzhen didn't know when she leaned over to Song Nan's hand to look at it, and said something to make matters worse.

Song Nan clenched his uninjured hand tightly, gritted his teeth and held back his curse. He just gave Wang Minzhen a bitter look while Huang Diwen was eating with his head down, and then raised his finger and pointed in the direction of the door.

Song Nan got up and said to Huang Diwen, "You eat first, I'll go out for a while."

Huang Diwen quickly raised his face, "Aren't you going to eat?" After speaking, his eyes fell on his scalded right hand, "Is it because I can't pick it up, I'll feed you later!"

Song Nan frowned, "No, you can eat yours." After saying that, he walked out.

Song Nan stood at the door and waited for two seconds, Wang Minzhen followed out. Song Nan glanced at her, then looked around and found a slightly secluded path and walked.

Song Nan walked for about a minute and stood still under a ginkgo tree.

Wang Minzhen floated across to him, probably wanting to lean against the wall, but most of his body sank into the wall.

Song Nan endured the burning sensation on the back of his hand, stared at Wang Minzhen and said word by word, "I'll ask again, why did you follow my brother?"

"Tell me why you can see me first." Wang Minzhen looked at him with her arms folded, but because her body was translucent, this action looked a little strange.

"My ancestors exorcised ghosts." Song Nan said casually, "It's normal to see you."

As soon as these words came out, the expression on Wang Minzhen's face changed as expected, he stared at Song Nan defensively, and did not speak for a while.

"Are you afraid?" Song Nan coughed twice, and said seriously, "I warn you, if you follow my brother again, I will take you in, and you will never be reborn forever."

Wang Minzhen seemed to be intimidated by Song Nan's words, and stood there for a long time without saying a word.

Song Nan didn't know what to do at first, but seeing Wang Minzhen like this, he probably believed half of it, so he gained some confidence, and continued, "If you are afraid, get out."

"You really know how to exorcise ghosts?" Wang Minzhen hesitated for a while and said, "Then why didn't you just drive me away when you saw me yesterday?"

Song Nan: "...I just thought we got to know each other once, to save you some face."

Wang Minzhen curled his lips, as if he didn't really believe it. He stepped forward and raised his hand to tap the back of Song Nanduan's right hand on his chest, "Did you get scared by me just now?"

The chill from Wang Minzhen's fingertips seeped into the back of Song Nan's hand in an instant, which reduced the burning sensation on the back of Song Nan's hand a lot.

Wang Minzhen saw the clue from the subtle changes in the expression on Song Nan's face when he first came into contact with him, "Are you afraid of me?"

Song Nan hurriedly withdrew his hand and stared at her with a stern face, "Will the heir of my dignified exorcist family be afraid of you?"

"Then why are you hiding?" Wang Minzhen approached him and asked.

With a sudden chill approaching on his face, Song Nan subconsciously took a big step back. He was originally standing on the sill of the sidewalk, but this time he retreated to the bottom of the sill, and his whole body suddenly became shorter.

"You are afraid of me." Wang Minzhen seemed very satisfied with this discovery, raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and continued to bully Song Nan, poking his finger on his chest several times, "The descendant of the exorcist family is actually afraid of ghosts?" , it's really rare."

Song Nan felt as if he had been placed in a [-] or [-] degree below zero wind, and his whole body was almost frozen into a hockey puck. It was as if the pause button had been pressed on his upper body, as if he had lost any function.