domestic hell grinder

Jiu Chao's eyes darkened: "When did you see it?"

"I don't care if your breakfast is delicious or not," Yue Ling said calmly, "It's just that if it's really Yin Zhao, when I say it's unpalatable, he won't apologize, but turn around the corner to talk so that you I realized it was my fault, not his fault."

Jiu Chao still remembers the appearance of that ghost when it attacked people: "Yin Zhao, how could he—"

"This person is only acting soft in front of me. You are so impatient. You don't even know how he gets along with me, so you want to replace him in a hurry."

At first, Yue Ling thought that this kid was a little tricky, but seeing him doing it, he thought it was kind of cute.

However, Yue Ling himself, the little ghost who had never moved a finger, was now forcibly pulled out of his soul from his body, and his whereabouts were unknown.

Jiu Chao's expression froze, and he laughed at himself after a while: "Since you know, why do you still order me around?"

"I'm here, I always want you to do something for me. The weeds in the garden are not bad."

"Ganqing has been testing me."

"I just want to see what you are going to do. Also, I didn't read a book in front of Yin Zhao yesterday."

"Yue Ling, you—"

With just a flick of his fingers, Yue Ling's hands were already pinching Jiu Chao's neck, and as his knuckles turned blue little by little, Jiu Chao's neck was full of sinewy tendons.

Yue Ling's gaze became darker and darker: "I see that you are Yue Ye's best friend, and you have been soft-hearted many times. Now if you continue to avoid my problems, then go down and accompany Yue Ye. He is very lonely."

Jiu Chao breathed heavily: "Yue Ling, you are hurting me now, but it is this body that left the scars."

Yue Ling sneered, "At least you are the one who suffers right now."

Jiu Chao gritted his teeth and turned his head to one side, not looking at Yue Ling's dark eyes.

Yue Ling's tone was much cooler: "Since you don't say where Yin Zhao's soul is now, then this body is really useless, so why not kill your soul in one fell swoop while your soul is still trapped in it. "

Jiu Chao was in a hurry: "Where do I find the energy to take care of that little ghost, just a wandering soul with nothing to trust, who cares where he goes."

Yue Ling frowned, and suddenly let go of his grip.

After all, Jiu Chao borrowed Yin Zhao's body. When Yue Ling saw the striking dark red scar on his neck, his face froze for a moment.

-

Yin Zhao couldn't remember clearly.I can't remember who I am, and I can't remember why I wander in the world.He woke up from the chaos, his mind was blank.The figure of a long-haired man repeatedly appeared in his consciousness, but who was it?

However, he remembered that he had to avoid impermanence on the road, otherwise he would be taken away by them, and he would be taken back to the underworld, which was not his home.

But where is home?

Yin Zhao had a splitting headache thinking about it, and only vaguely remembered that there was a villa.

......

The talisman was connected to Yin Zhao's body rather than his soul, so no matter how concentrated Yue Ling was, he couldn't detect half of Yin Zhao's aura.

On this day, all Wuchang in the same city received a search warrant from the resigned God of Wuchang—if Yin Zhao is found, return to my residence immediately.

Yue Ling originally wanted to find it himself, but there was a more difficult matter to deal with right now - Jiu Chao refused to get out of Yin Zhao's body.He naturally realized that Yin Zhao's body was his best amulet.

And Jiu Chao was right, Yue Ling really couldn't forcibly pull him away, after all, Yin Zhao's body might not be able to withstand the successive blows.

Seeing that intimidation was useless, Yue Ling naturally stopped being persistent and just watched him quietly.

Compared with the tense swords an hour ago, this kind of silence that is easy to speculate and unknown is even more frightening. Jiu Chao began to become anxious, but Yue Ling remained calm.

Teddy didn't know when he came downstairs. He was washing the blanket that had been stained by the bloody blade just now.When it put the white blanket in the garden to dry, Yue Ling followed it out.

"Do you still want to tell me something?" Yue Ling's intuition was particularly keen.

Teddy squatted down slowly and dug two handfuls of soil on the ground.

Yue Ling was stunned for a moment, then said softly: "Thank you."

Fifteen minutes later, Yue Ling looked at a big hole in the garden and frowned for a few seconds.

It has to be said that Jiu Chao was really willing to let go. In order to prevent Yue Ling from finding his real body, he buried himself in the soil.

Yue Ling is very angry now, his flower quilt is nothing but four yuan, and now he doesn't even have a good piece of land for the garden.

Since you are angry, you always have to find someone to deal with it.

When Jiu Chao hid in Yin Zhao's shell and faced his own body, he was inevitably shocked.

"Either you go back, or you see with your own eyes how my body is tortured to death bit by bit," Yue Ling said quietly, "You should have heard some of my methods."

Jiu Chao laughed a few times in despair: "Yue Ling, after all, I underestimated you."

"You can see it, otherwise you won't provoke me again and again."

"I'm just seeking justice for Yue Ye."

"Fair?" Yue Ling's eyes became cold, "It's just that you have a hard time with Yue Ye, and you stubbornly think that as long as he is alive, you will have a chance to make up for your regrets. Now that he is dead, you just It was through me to vent my anger."

"You were the one who killed people, so why make excuses?"

"Even if it's a sophistry, what can you do to me?"

Jiu Chao was so angry that he couldn't speak, but after thinking about it carefully, he really only had to be manipulated by him, so he could only reluctantly leave Yin Zhao's body and return to himself.

When Yue Ling caught Yin Zhao's body, he noticed that this body was gradually becoming cold.

He realized that he had miscalculated. He was too impatient after all, ignoring that Yin Zhao still hadn't returned to his soul.When he sensed the aura of impermanence visiting outside the villa, Yue Ling had already appeared at the gate with just a snap of his fingers: "Did you find Yin Zhao?"

"Master Yue, not yet. I just happened to be nearby and wanted to ask if my lord is in trouble?"

Yue Ling squinted at Jiu Chao in the distance: "The one over there, take him back to the underworld and let the judge impose a small punishment."

"Yes."

Now Yue Ling couldn't leave, he needed to use his own mana to help Yin Zhao maintain his "life". Fortunately, the talisman was still there, so it didn't take too much effort.

It is more dangerous for this little ghost to stay in the world after all.Yue Ling's heart sank.

The darkness of the night covered everything that could be seen, and the moonlight was thin, reflecting Yue Ling's independent figure in the garden very coldly.

This ghost can't find its way home.Yue Ling secretly sighed.

However, Yin Zhao's body was still in his room, and he couldn't leave for too long.When Yue Ling went back, he couldn't help laughing at himself, who could not do without whom.

A day of war and chaos made Yue Ling even more sleepy, half awake and half asleep, he vaguely dreamed that Yin Zhao was floating outside the floor-to-ceiling windows in the room.

Yue Ling woke up instantly, and the moment he hurriedly raised his eyes to look out the window, his eyes froze.

It's not a dream, it's Yin Zhao coming home.

Yue Ling walked towards the french window in a little haste, and with just a swipe of his fingertips, a weak soul appeared in his arms, but he still looked a little dazed, as if he didn't know why he came here.

"Can you hear me...?" Yue Ling frowned and called several times.

He clearly saw Yin Zhao tremble a few times, as if he was at a loss.

Yue Ling understood that this was a stress reaction, so he simply let him fall asleep completely.

However, when he woke up the next day, Yue Ling was really taken aback by Yin Zhao - when he opened his eyes, he saw Yin Zhao was staring at him with his head propped up, his long eyelashes fluttering so disturbingly.

"Brother, how did I come back?"

The hanging stone in his heart has fallen, and Yue Ling is tired, so his attitude is a little cold: "It's the same as your predecessors."

Yin Zhao thought about it for a while, and finally shook his head: "Brother brought me back?" He really didn't remember, if someone said that he ran out to pick up trash yesterday, he would believe it.

"I'm not free."

Yin Zhao frowned: "How can I remember that the last person I saw was you?"

"There is a way to the gate, if you don't go, you have to hang out of my window, who else do you want to see if you don't see me?" Yue Lingyin looked away from the waves in his eyes, "You're so stupid."

"Outside the window?" Yin Zhao pursed his lips slightly, and lay down again in a comfortable position, "I blamed the seniors, it turns out that floating outside the window is instinctive."

"You'll see the one floating directly next to your bed later, just get used to it."

"No, no, you just need to get used to this kind of thing."

Yue Ling changed the topic: "Where did you go yesterday?"

"I don't know, I just floated away and dangled around in a daze for a long time."

"..."

Yin Zhao paused: "But I vaguely remember, it seems that something is really guiding me back."

"Brother," Yin Zhao turned his head to look at him, "Did that bastard from Jiuchao use my body to do something? Also, I can't blame him for the mistakes he made. Not a single loss is missing..."

Yue Ling casually raised his hand and smashed a pillow over: "Troublesome."

"Thank you brother," Yin Zhao grabbed the pillow and put it under his body, "What do you want Jiu Chao to do when he turns into me?"

"do not know."

Yin Zhao's eyes widened: "Isn't it to let you relax your vigilance and then kill the gods?!"

Yue Ling's throat choked, and it took him a long time to reply: "Do I look like a ghost now?"

"That's right." Yin Zhao nodded, but at the next moment he unexpectedly lifted Yue Ling's nightgown, revealing a long and narrow scar under the slender collarbone.

"You—" Yue Lingwei squeezed Yin Zhao's wrist tightly, his sleepy eyes suddenly became clear, and he was still a little sullen, "Don't take my clothes off when I'm not paying attention."

Yin Zhao's good-looking facial features were distorted by the pain: "Ahh--the hand is broken!"

"It's useless to keep it." Yue Ling let go of his hand suddenly, and gathered his nightgown.

"Look at what's wrong." Yin Zhao shook his hand and frowned slightly: "The lunatic won't really stab you, will he? You still wear my face, brother, you won't cast a shadow on me, right?"

"...No," Yue Ling said calmly, "Unless you are an equal god, no matter whether it is you or Jiu Chao, you will not be able to kill me no matter what."

"Oh," Yin Zhao suddenly paused, "Wait, when am I going to kill you? There is absolutely no such assumption."

"How do I know what's on your mind?"

"..."

Yin Zhao couldn't calm down for a moment, and after a while woke up Yue Ling who wanted to go back to sleep: "Brother, look--my posthumous photo."

"Is this how Jiu Chao tricked you out?"

"Yes."

"Confiscated." As soon as the words fell, the photo of the deceased was already held between Yue Ling's fingers.

"what?"

"After reflecting on why I am so stupid, I will pay it back."

"Hee hee brother, you don't have to return it, this photo is ugly anyway."

"..."

When drowsiness welled up, Yue Ling put his hand on Yin Zhao's side neck, and pressed him lightly, making him lean against the pillow: "Either continue to sleep, or go out and play by yourself."

Two minutes later, Yin Zhao thought he was asleep, and murmured softly, "But I want to know why Jiu Chao wanted to kill you."

"For Yue Ye."

When Yue Ling didn't see the gentle voice of joy and anger reaching his ears, Yin Zhao shuddered: "Brother, aren't you asleep?"

"You woke up."

"Oh," Yin Zhao decided to seize the opportunity, "Why is it because of Yue Ye?"

"He thought Yue Ye was dead, I did it."

"Since it is a misunderstanding, why not clarify it."

"The fact that Yue Ye is a ghost should be kept a secret forever."

Yin Zhao smiled: "Brother still told me."

"I will delete this memory of yours later."

"Brother, don't delete the memory randomly, I will become a fool if I miss it."

"Then calm down for me," Yue Ling paused, "You'd be a fool if you didn't delete it."

"elder brother!"

"sleep."

"Oh."