domestic hell grinder

The young man, whose face was so pale that there was no trace of blood, was looking at Yin Zhao blankly, and then turned his eyes to the soft and smooth cake in a daze.

Yin Zhaolian pinched himself several times before he managed to calm down his shock at seeing this strange man in front of him.This is a very "fresh" ghost, and it shouldn't be long since he died.

As if afraid of waking Yue Ling up, Yin Zhao asked in a very soft voice, "Can't you find Wuchang who leads the way?"

The man nodded.

Yin Zhao was a little annoyed: "But he just fell asleep, but I don't know how to put marks on wandering souls."

The man's expression looked a little dazed.

Yin Zhao frowned: "Didn't you come to find Yue Ling?"

The man shook his head: "I don't know."

Yin Zhao suddenly understood why Yue Ling attracted wandering souls so much, not because of his fame, but because of his impermanent and mysterious magnetic field!But how can I become a transfer person now?Is it really because like attracts like?

Yin Zhao pondered for a moment, and then said to the man, "The God of Impermanence is here, but you have to wait, he hasn't slept well in the past two days."

The man nodded blankly.

Yin Zhao didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only turn around and eat the cake in small bites, but he always felt the coolness behind his back, so he turned around helplessly and met the man's gaze: "Let's eat together?"

The man actually stretched out his hand to take the fork that Yin Zhao handed over.

"How did you die?"

The man tried his best to think back: "Killed the man by mistake, and was crushed by the family of the deceased when he was escorted to the court."

"Oh." Yin Zhao was not surprised at all, anyway, no matter who it is, it will turn into a ghost with an empty head when it comes to the underworld.

But after a while, Yin Zhao had a question: "Why didn't Wuchang find you?"

"I didn't stay well, and floated to take a look at the person I like."

Yin Zhao was startled, and subconsciously asked, "Is it so important to see or not?" He really doesn't understand now.

"Very important."

Yin Zhao's beautiful eyebrows were full of confusion, but because he couldn't relax while eating cakes, he didn't ask any more questions.

......

Yue Ling's pupils shrank suddenly when he saw the scene in front of him - two ghosts were standing together eating cake, chatting a few words from time to time.

It's really... so harmonious.

When Yin Zhao looked up and saw Yue Ling standing quietly at the door of the kitchen, his movements stopped instantly.

He froze for a moment, and broke the awkward silence: "Brother, why aren't you sleeping?"

Yue Ling's eyes moved slightly: "I noticed that there is something extra in the house." As soon as the words fell, his gaze caught the young man, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, "Can't find the way again?"

When he put a spell on the man, he had a faint intuition in his heart, as if he had a premonition that their intersection would not stop at this night.How strange.

Yin Zhao looked at the man who also couldn't escape the judge's book with a little pity, and then stared at Yue Ling who was still thinking: "Brother, is there any difference between you doing this and not retiring?"

"Then I will drive them away some other day?"

"Don't, don't, don't," Yin Zhao remembered that he was also a ghost staying here, "I don't mean that, I just think it's a loss for you to work without getting paid."

Yue Ling: "You seem to have a good chat?"

After Yin Zhao's bulging cheeks slowly flattened, he opened his mouth to speak: "The brat got lost just now because he ran to see his lover for the last time."

Yue Ling was not surprised: "Most of the lost wandering souls are due to this reason."

"What do you think of the underworld?"

"They don't like it, after all, it affects efficiency too much."

"The underworld really has no human touch at all." Yin Zhao sighed.

Yue Ling didn't continue this topic, and his eyes fell on the dessert that Yin Zhao made up: "Are you hungry again?"

"I can't sleep anyway, why don't I get up and find something happy to do," Yin Zhao smiled brightly, and handed over the translucent panna cotta beside him, "Brother, do you want to eat?"

Yue Ling stared intently at the slightly swaying panna cotta, a trace of curiosity flashed across his expression, but he quickly shook his head: "I don't eat supper."

Yin Zhao poked the panna cotta lightly with a fork without giving up: "You really don't want to eat it?"

Yue Ling hesitated for a moment: "No."

Yin Zhao was not reconciled, and took the cheesecake from another hand: "Let me tell you, this thing is more than soft, with a delicate milky fragrance, and you will feel that the night is worth it after taking a bite."

Yue Ling deliberately looked away: "I don't eat at night."

Yin Zhao pouted melancholy: "I'm full too, but if I put it in the refrigerator, it won't taste good when I wake up tomorrow. What a pity."

Yue Ling: "You want me to eat because of the principle of not wasting?"

Yin Zhao was not a stupid person at first, but at this moment he was in a mess: "Brother...I...I think it's delicious, so I want to give it to you."

Yue Ling was startled for a moment, with unclear meaning in his eyes: "Huh?"

Yin Zhao looked up at the ceiling, and after thinking for a long time, he finally managed to say a word: "I've troubled my brother all day, and that's all I can do in return."

"You don't owe me anything."

Yin Zhao turned his head quickly, and suddenly thought: "Brother, it's early morning! The next morning, this is breakfast!"

Yue Ling: ...?

However, Yue Ling still only left a handsome back: "I'm really sleepy."

Yin Zhao's face darkened a few degrees, helpless and unable to roll around, so he could only clean up the mess silently.

When Yin Zhao returned to the room, he suddenly remembered that after putting the cake back into the refrigerator, he forgot to unplug the oven. Afraid of any accident, he hurried downstairs without delay.

When he bumped into a human wall unexpectedly, he subconsciously thought that he had bumped into a ghost again. No, why did this ghost still smell fragrant—it was a clear watery fragrance, as quiet as mist.

When the lights came on, Yue Ling sighed softly.

Yin Zhao bounced away from Yue Ling in an instant: "Brother, what a coincidence."

Before Yue Ling could answer, Yin Zhao was about to pull away again: "I forgot to close something."

"I closed it." Yue Ling grabbed his collar with one hand and carried him back.

"Oh, definitely next time," Yin Zhao raised four fingers to promise, but immediately realized that his action was stupid and put it down hastily. When he raised his eyes, he saw something in the corner of Yue Ling's mouth, and he couldn't notice it unless he looked carefully. "Brother, you—"

Yue Ling took Yin Zhao's hand and folded it effortlessly: "Go back to sleep."

"Brother, I can't sleep—" Yin Zhao just fell to the ground with a plop.

"Isn't it easy to get you to sleep?"

Considering that it would take a lot of effort to carry a person up the stairs, Yue Ling simply threw him on the sofa.

Then Yue Ling conjured a small mirror out of nowhere, and when he saw the cake residue around his mouth, his expression moved slightly, thinking that this brat wouldn't have seen it just now, right?

Regardless, I don't think he has one.Yue Ling slowly wiped away the traces, and when he was about to go upstairs, he caught a glimpse of Yin Zhao who was huddled unconsciously in his peripheral vision, and couldn't help frowning.

......

That morning, when Yin Zhao woke up, he only felt his eyelashes itch. When he opened his eyes, he saw the rippling morning glow covering the hall, and the white blanket was still shimmering faintly.

No way, such a big person... Oh, it should be said that he is already a mature ghost, and he is still sleeping around.Yin Zhao looked at the sofa he was on with disgust.

When he turned his head, he happened to meet the eyes of someone who was sitting quietly opposite.

Yue Ling couldn't find a trace of mess from her hair to her trouser legs. Although she looked like she had been sitting for a long time, the white suit she was wearing was so delicate that it didn't have any wrinkles.

God, Yue Ling got up early, and Yin Zhao clicked his tongue.However, after a while, he suddenly realized: "Brother, have you been up all this time?"

"Yes." Yue Ling said calmly.

Yin Zhao felt a little guilty: "Is it because I quarreled with you last night?"

Yue Ling shook his head: "Go get ready, we have arrangements for today."

Only then did Yin Zhao see a suitcase next to the sofa, and asked in surprise, "Where are you going?"

"you guess."

Before Yin Zhao could answer, Yue Ling added: "I don't seem to be able to guess."

"That is to travel!"

"Travel?" Yue Ling was taken aback, and after a while, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "If you think it is, then it is."

But really not.