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Jiang Hongyu originally didn't want Ke Fan to read these books. After all, according to his temperament, he might read them all night.

But Ke Fan watched him go to the door, and he had nowhere to hide.

"Hurry up and let me have a look!" Ke Fan knelt on the big bed in the hotel, patting the sheets.

Jiang Hongyu thought regretfully, how good it would be if this sentence was changed to "Take off your clothes and come up quickly".

"Here." Jiang Hongyu put the cloth bag on the bed. The hotel mattress was very soft and bounced a few times.

"Oh, how can you throw other people's books like this." Ke Fan rushed over, "Did it come from Ah Yan, don't break it."

Jiang Hongyu also rubbed on the bed, coaxing: "Baby, let's take a bath first after walking all the way."

Ke Fan carefully took out the book and looked at him suspiciously: "Huh? Can ghosts get dirty too?"

Jiang Hongyu shook his head subconsciously, how is that possible, we ghosts are the most pure and flawless existence, okay?

"Then it's over." Ke Fan lowered his head and continued flipping through the books, not knowing which one to read first, then suddenly raised his head and glared, "Wait a minute, don't you think I'm dirty?"

Jiang Hongyu smiled wryly, pressed him on the bed and kissed him wildly, stripping off his collar: "Does this prove that I don't think you're dirty?"

Ke Fan suffered a lot, and sat up disheveled: "If you don't plan to do business, stay away from me."

Jiang Hongyu also had a good time, and moved over to watch with Ke Fan in his arms.

""360 Days of Looking for Ghosts", "Those Days of Living with Ghosts", "Ghosts in the World"..." Ke Fan read the titles of several books, sweating on his forehead, "No wonder no one Accept his idea, if this grandpa lived to this day, he would have been popular long ago."

"Ah, "Ghosts and Strange Stories." Ke Fan finally found a book with a more serious name at the bottom, opened it and browsed it.

"Why doesn't this book have a table of contents?" Ke Fan flipped through the pages, and the room was very quiet.Jiang Hongyu sat behind him and quietly watched with him in his arms. For a while, the years were quiet.

It's a pity that the words on the book are densely packed, and the hotel's lights are not conducive to reading. He rubbed his eyes.

"Usually I can use Baidu, I seldom read books." Ke Fan raised his head, just in time to see Jiang Hongyu's sharp jaw line, "I'm so tired."

Jiang Hongyu took the book and flipped through it, pointing out a page: "Here."

Ke Fan took a closer look, and sure enough, the place Jiang Hongyu pointed to introduced the legend of Linghu Lake.

"There is only Yin Qi in the lake, and there is no soul..." Ke Fan read it, and he had a general understanding of this Lingling Lake.

It turns out that the Lingling Lake is not an accessory of the Ghost Lord, but is interdependent and co-existing with the Ghost Lord.

The lake is described as a thoughtful being in the legend, and the source of Yin Qi was born in Qingling Lake at first.

But because the lake water and the source of Yin Qi interacted with each other, both became more and more stagnant and powerful in the cycle of reincarnation, so the source of Yin Qi left Qingling Lake.

That is the source of hell.

The source of Yin Qi has gradually increased in the records of later generations, but in the end it is because it has too little contact with human beings and there is no definite evidence.

Ke Fan read it carefully several times and took notes in his notebook before putting down the book.

He picked up another one and asked Jiang Hongyu to look for him again.

Jiang Hongyu knew that he couldn't persuade him, thinking that Ke Fan had slept for so long, so he should be in good spirits, so he could only let him stay up late.

The lights in this room were on in the middle of the night.

"Jiang Hongyu." Tired of watching, Ke Fan turned around and put his arms around his neck, "Tell me, who were you in your last life, or what the hell?"

Jiang Hongyu thought about it pretendingly: "I must be, a romantic ghost."

"Come on!" Ke Fan was amused by him, and took a bite of his mouth, "Who are you flirting with? Even if you remember, you are not allowed to flirt. Let me tell you, I worked so hard to make you recover Ability is not for you to find someone else."

Jiang Hongyu unceremoniously turned defense into offense, and kissed him breathlessly: "I dare not say anything about the past. But since I met you, my Ke Fan is only you, and there will never be another other people."

Ke Fan looked into his eyes from left to right and nodded.

After reading half of the last book, Jiang Hongyu finished reading this page and found that Ke Fan hadn't turned the page.

"..." Just as he was about to remind him, he heard a small snoring sound.

It can be regarded as sleeping.

Jiang Hongyu sighed secretly in his heart, gently put Ke Fan on the bed, let him lie flat comfortably, and planned to pack up the open books and put them aside.

Suddenly, he was attracted by a passage in the book.