walking ghost

Ah Bao rushed over immediately, stretched out his index finger and middle finger to touch Zhang Jiajia's forehead, and said after a while: "It's okay, it's still complete."

Sanyuan's body became more and more transparent, and suddenly he squatted down, put Zhang Jiajia on the ground, then huddled into a ball and rushed into Abao's arms.

"Sanyuan, are you okay?" Sixi shouted, staring nervously at Zhang Jiajia.

Ah Bao humbly asked for advice: "Which one should I answer?"

Sixi hesitated, "Let's talk about Zhang Jiajia first?"

"It's all right."

"..."

Suddenly hurried footsteps came from the other side of the garage, as clear as a person in the kitchen listening to himself chopping meat with a kitchen knife.

The sound came closer, then the figure—

Tan Muen saw Zhang Jiajia's face changing when he was lying on the ground, and he looked at A Bao warily.

Ah Bao raised his hand and slowly stepped aside.

Sixi looked at him and then at Tan Muen, and tactfully turned into a ball and got into A Bao's arms.

Tan Muen just came to Zhang Jiajia's side, touched her forehead, and then heaved a sigh of relief, picked her up, turned to look at Abao and said, "What's going on?"

Ah Bao coughed dryly and said, "It's a long story."

Tan Muen's eyes flashed.

"Sanyuan saved her." Ah Bao finished quickly.

Tan Muen said: "What about Sanyuan?"

"In my arms." Ah Bao said, "He's out of strength."

Tan Muen looked him up and down, doubting: "Why are you walking in front of me?"

Ah Bao said, "I'll take the elevator."

Tan Muen: "..." He shouldn't have asked!

In any case, the person was finally rescued.Tan Muen carried Zhang Jiajia back to the door of the apartment, then paused, "Who came out last?"

A Bao said: "You."

"..." Tan Muen adjusted his expression, and said slowly, "The door is locked."

Ah Bao said, "Do you have any spells that can open the door?"

Tan Muen said: "The ancient ones are fine, but the modern ones... are too strong in the explosion."

A Bao took out his cell phone to make a call.

"Who are you calling?" Tan Muen now pays close attention to his every move.

Ah Bao said, "Locksmith." Did he think he was calling a demolition expert?

But before the locksmith arrived, Zhang Jiajia woke up by herself and called the building manager to open the door.

After entering the door, Zhang Jiajia poured herself a glass of red wine, then sat on the sofa without moving for a long time.

It was only then that A Bao and Tan Muen noticed that although she was calm from beginning to end, her subconscious curling up reflected her inner panic and panic.

Tan Muen glanced at A Bao.

Bao hesitated.Although the job of comforting a beauty is wonderful, Zhang Jiajia is also ten years older than herself, so this kind of year-end love seems not very good.Before he could come to a conclusion, Tan Muen was already sitting beside Zhang Jiajia, comforting him softly.

Zhang Jiajia took a sip of the wine and calmed down a bit, "It's like a laboratory there."

Tan Muen said softly: "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it."

Hey, are you not the only audience here?If you don't want to hear it, does anyone want to hear it? !

Bao stared at him resentfully.

Zhang Jiajia held the stem of the goblet with both hands, sighed and said, "It's okay, maybe it's better to say it."

Ah Bao immediately found a comfortable position and sat down.

Sixi jumped out of her arms, lying on the edge of the sofa, her face leaning on the armrest, her eyes looking longingly at Zhang Jiajia.

Zhang Jiajia didn't notice it, and continued: "I was half asleep and felt very cold. When I woke up, I found myself in a strange room. It was like a laboratory, with white walls and a white ceiling. A long fluorescent lamp. I was placed on a table, probably made of tables, very hard." She stopped and thought about it seriously, "There is no wind there, but the temperature is very low."

A Bao said, "Didn't you see anyone?"

Zhang Jiajia shook her head, "No one."

Tan Muen said, "Where are the windows?"

Zhang Jiajia said: "I can't see the direction above my head, but there are no windows in the other three directions. After a while, I fell asleep again in a daze, and when I woke up, I saw you."

Tan Muen glanced at A Bao nonchalantly, "It's late, go to bed early."

Zhang Jiajia inserted her fingers into her hair, stroked it lightly, and said with a wry smile, "I think I will definitely suffer from insomnia tonight."

A Bao said: "Let Sandalwood sleep with you."

Tan Muen glared at him.

Zhang Jiajia turned to look at Tan Muen.

Tan Muen blushed slightly, subconsciously said: "I will sleep with you."

Ah Bao muttered: "Beast!"

Zhang Jiajia smiled, "I sleep in the living room, is that okay?"

Tan Muen said: "Yes."

A Bao breathed a sigh of relief.Fortunately, he was blocked by the hurdle of age, otherwise he would be the one sleeping on the floor.He quickly said good night, and rushed back to the room before Tan Muen stopped him.

Tan Muen wanted to ask A Bao a lot, but since Zhang Jiajia had just returned from a catastrophe, he didn't want to add to her mental burden, so he had to keep his eyes open and guard her until dawn.

Zhang Jiajia sleeps late and wakes up early, but she wakes up in good spirits, as if she can't see that she has experienced such a thrilling thing as last night. "Do you like Chinese or Western breakfast?" She finished washing, changed into a normal home clothes, and asked smilingly standing at the kitchen door.

Looking at her, Tan Muen was in a trance for a moment, as if standing there was his wife, a warm current involuntarily passed through his heart, "Chinese style."

"I didn't notice it yesterday, but I just found out today..." Ah Bao appeared by his side at some point, and whispered, "The orchid scent on her body is gone."

Tan Muen was startled.Sure enough, they paid attention to Zhang Jiajia's safety and experience last night, but ignored it. "Has your emissary not recovered yet?" If you want to understand the whole process, you can only start with A Bao's emissary.

Ah Bao sighed, "I borrowed some yang energy from him last night, I'm afraid he will sleep for a long time."

Tan Muen looked at him in surprise.

Ghosts are usually most afraid of yang energy, but ghost messengers are different. After they establish a contractual relationship with the ghost master, the ghost master will inject a little of his own yang energy into them. Let them not be afraid of the sun and other places where the sun is at its peak.But ghosts are ghosts after all, too much yang energy injection will always cause side effects to them.

Abao’s use of yang energy meant that Sanyuan had already reached the point where the three souls and seven souls were indeterminate at that time, so they had to use yang energy to cover them, but doing so would cause the three souls and seven souls to be invaded by yang energy, and the yin energy was not good enough, so they needed to be recuperated It takes a while to recover.But this kind of yang energy cannot be ordinary yang qi, it must be the yang qi of a person with peak aura.

Tan Muen looked at A Bao hesitantly, he was full of aura?Why did he only feel the ghostly aura in him?

A Bao said: "You see, I'm useless. Unless you find a ghost to send him some yin energy."

Tan Muen said: "You ghost control faction can't even invite ghost messengers?"

A Bao spread his hands and said: "The ghost messenger is also an official of the underworld. It is not under the jurisdiction of the Ghost Control Sect. You need to find the Tongshen Sect."

Tan Muen remembered Gong Jiu and others who attended Song Yue's funeral with him, and asked, "Where's your uncle?"

A Bao said: "I don't know. Maybe the mobile phone is in arrears."

Tan Muen: "..."

Ah Bao sighed, "There's no way, the celebrity bodyguards and other jobs have been snatched by other sects, so we have to live on a tight budget."

Before he finished speaking, Tan Muen had already entered the kitchen to help.

Sixi leaned into his ear and whispered: "Didn't your lord say that you saw a white-haired man last night? Why didn't you tell him?"

why?

A Bao was taken aback by his question.He didn't know why, but when he thought of the white-haired man's face, he couldn't help but want to hide it.He scratched his head and said, "Maybe, he's too good-looking."

Sixi's eyes lit up and said, "Is it good-looking? Better looking than Zhang Jiajia?"

"This one is different." A Bao made a gesture, "He is the kind...that I admire more."

Sixi concluded: "That's why he looks better."

"..."

After breakfast, Zhang Jiajia wanted to go back to the crew for filming.Zhang Jiajia originally wanted Tan Muen, who hadn't slept all night, to catch up on sleep at home, but he was worried and insisted on following.Zhang Jiajia had no choice but to take the two of them along.

As the female artist had accidents one after another, the brokerage company attached great importance to her safety and specially invited bodyguards to escort her.

A Bao and Tan Muen had to squeeze into a large van with six flesh-faced bodyguards.