Inhuman fiance always pursues me

The pure red flame was extinguished, leaving only a puddle of fishy grease where the ghost was originally standing.

Fang Ji was stunned for a while, and looked at Shu Nian with surprise in his eyes: "It's... over?"

Just now when he learned that he smashed the wrong relic, he was prepared for a fierce battle and even sacrificed himself. But before the tragic emotions were brewed, the ghost was dealt with by the speed of light. Is this reasonable?

"Yeah." Shu Nian nodded, walked over and picked up the lighter. In the flames, the disinfection cabinet was reduced to ashes, but the lighter was not damaged at all, as clean as new.

Shu Nian's beautiful face was slightly pale, which was affected by his memory. He could feel the despair and fear of the chef at that time.

He was sure that the young gentleman who appeared in the chef's memory was "he". Although the young gentleman's facial features were hazy and his identity was unrecognizable, "he" was also the same. In the past three years, Shu Nian had never seen the true face of "he", but Shu Nian was very familiar with those special double pupils, there was no way he could have mistaken them.

Here, Fang Ji came back to his senses, couldn't help staring at Shu Nian for a while, and then praised him again: "You are really amazing."

"Thank you." Shu Nian thanked him shyly, a little happy, he likes others to praise him.

"You are so powerful, there is no way you are not famous." Francis said sincerely, "Is there any special reason?"

He is an insider and knows the current level of the industry very well. Shu Nian's level is quite high, so he will not lose his reputation, but he has never heard of such a number one person as Shu Nian before. Could it be that he used a pseudonym?

"I haven't left my teacher yet, and I usually follow my master to take over jobs," Shu Nian said.

"..." Fang Ji couldn't pick up the words for a while. If Shu Nian couldn't become a teacher at this level, he might not be able to graduate from the Taoist Academy in his entire life, right?

He simply ignored the question: "Dare to ask Lingshi's honorable name?"

Shu Nian shook his head embarrassingly: "I can't say it, Master won't let me mention it."

Fang Ji didn't ask any more. Since Shu Nian didn't want to talk about it, he didn't ask, just as he was curious about the origin of Shu Nian's lighter. The flame was very unusual, but Shu Nian also said that he didn't want to use it. It should be that there is some secret, people like them value respect for secrets the most, so he quickly cut off the curiosity in his heart.

Fang Ji recited a few requiem spells for Boss Zhang, so that his resentment would not linger and turn into a ghost, and he and Shu Nian left the kitchen.

He Juan and the three waiting outside the door were terrified when they saw the blood inside with their own eyes. At the same time, they also knew that if Shu Nian hadn't saved them, they would have been reduced to a pot of soup made by ghosts. Life is alive, so naturally everyone is very grateful to him, and also feels sorry for Boss Zhang's tragic death.

Especially male white-collar workers, he was even more guilty. He had scolded Shu Nian for Master Luo before, but Shu Nian ignored the past and saved him without discrimination. What a broad-minded man he is!

No one knew the passion in his heart, and Francis asked Shu Nian: "What shall we do next?"

Before he knew it, he had already regarded Shu Nian as his backbone, and he had to consult his opinion first in everything. Of course, the other three had no objection to this, and all looked at Shu Nian eagerly.

"Go upstairs first, I want to find some clues." Shu Nian said, "I may know why this villa became a haunted house."

"What is it?"

Shu Nian didn't hide it: "Maybe it's the ghost that chased me down."

He thought that "he" came here with him, but the chef died three years ago, and "he" appeared at that time and killed the chef, which means that "he" is most likely the root of the haunted villa. Even "his" relics are very likely to be hidden here.

No wonder the master gave him divination, and it was calculated that the way to break the Yin marriage was in the villa. He thought it was a secret method to eliminate ghosts, but he didn't expect to start directly from the source and destroy "his" relics.

To be honest, he was quite afraid of "him", but now that he has come, can he leave?I was afraid that "he" would be the first to refuse.

But there is too little information at the moment, he can't analyze anything, and he must not find the relic, so he can only look for more clues.

Shu Nian asked again: "Do you know anything about the predecessor of the villa?"

The information only wrote about the events after the villa was built, but did not mention the past. Considering that "he" was a ghost that existed at least decades ago, Shu Nian felt that he should go further to collect information.

Several people shook their heads. Obviously, like Shu Nian, they only read the content in the information. Even if they searched on the Internet, they found nothing more.

"Look again?"

Master He muttered, and took out his phone.The villa can be connected to the Internet, and ghosts can affect the phone signal, but the obstruction to the network signal is very small. This is the reason why the program can be broadcast, otherwise there is no signal, and this live broadcast will not exist.

"Huh?" After turning on the phone, He Jihua really had an unexpected harvest, but he didn't find it himself. "My former colleague sent me a WeChat message, saying that he had all the information on Pinghu Villa."

"Really?" asked the others. "Where did he find it?"

"In the past, when we were doing planning, we needed to collect information on haunted houses in various places. He was responsible for the Pinghu Villa. At that time, we went to several libraries and picked up a few stacks of documents and local chronicles before we found it."

He Jihua said: "Later he resigned, and he didn't know I was on the show until he saw the live broadcast. However, the computer where he stored the data was left in the company. He said that he would go to get it now, and it would take a while to send the data to me. "

There was no choice but to wait. He planned to build a WeChat group and pulled several people into it, so that it would be convenient to share information later.

The five people went up to the second floor. The layout of the second floor was somewhat different from that of the first floor. There were no halls and dance halls, and there were more rooms. The layout was mainly related to living. There were five or six rooms for the hostess's cloakroom alone. There are also two rooms, which can see the luxury of the past, but now there are only empty glass cabinets.

Shu Nian and the others searched around, but found nothing useful. Compared with the first floor, the second floor is much more empty.

Planning He couldn't help muttering: "If it's a horror game, we'll definitely find clues like diaries."

The male white-collar worker snorted: "Who is a serious person who keeps a diary?"

Shu Nian looked back at him: "Me."

Male white-collar worker: "..."

How can people always be cheap with their mouths.

He was thinking about how he should kneel down and apologize to Shu Nian to be the most sincere, when he suddenly heard a strange voice coming from behind.

"Crack, crack..."

The sound of water dripping was not loud, but it hit his nerves hard like a nail.

He looked back stiffly and slowly, a cold fishy smell rushed towards his face, his small figure was dripping with water, eyes with only whites were faintly exposed between the loose black hair, staring straight at him.

With a "plop", the male white-collar worker fainted from fright and fell to the ground. The female white-collar worker and He Juan also noticed it, and leaned against the wall with pale faces.

Only Shu Nian's eyes lighted up slightly, he smiled and said in nonsense, "How are you."

The visitor was the youngest daughter, Ghosting, whom he met in the photo room. He had kindness to him, and he reciprocated, taking out a lollipop from his bag, and leaning over to hand it over.

This time it caught it and put it in its mouth, blood and tears suddenly ooze from its two big white eyes.

The ghost's tears are blood tears, it cried.

It made a fuzzy and hoarse sound from its throat, Shu Nian understood, it was thanking him for getting rid of Chef's ghost, because it was Chef who killed its father and skinned him back then.

Shu Nian knelt down, stroked its wet hair, wiped away the blood and tears for it, smiled a little, and comforted it gently: "Don't cry, your father knows it will be sad."

"..." Shadow stretched out his hand, tremblingly grabbing the hem of Shu Nian's clothes.

It begged Shu Nian to purify it, and its purpose of staying here was to watch Chef get rid of it, and now that Chef had disappeared, it didn't want to stay any longer, it was going to find its father.

"it is good."

Shu Nian agreed, and the shadow smiled through his tears, and led him to find its relic, which was a painting hidden under the floor.

Seeing this painting, Shu Nian paused slightly.This painting is somewhat similar to the graffiti I saw on the wall before, a monster standing in front of a pile of gift boxes, still asking that question.

"What kind of gift would you like?"

This monster has very special eyes, a pair of double pupils.

"Have you seen 'him'?" Shu Nian immediately asked Ghost, "This ghost with double pupils?"

Shadow nodded and made a vague sound, trying to explain clearly to Shu Nian, but it hadn't said many words for a long time, and it was confusing and incomprehensible.

Shu Nian shook his head slightly, signaling it not to worry: "It's okay, I'll send you away first, I have a way to know those things."

After sending it to the supernatural state, you can also get the memory by burning the painting with a lighter.

The little shadow nodded with a vague understanding.

Francis recited Taoist scriptures for it and saved it. Its figure gradually faded. At the last moment, it said to Shu Nian.

— Beware of "her".

—Beware of "she" pretending to be your companion.

—“She” hates you very much.

Shu Nian realizes that it refers to a ghost impersonating Francis, "she" hates him? Does "she" know him, and why does she hate him?

Putting aside this doubt, Shu Nian lit up his little daughter's painting and saw some memories of it during its lifetime.

The youngest daughter really saw "him".

Children are more inspired than adults, so shortly after moving into the villa, the youngest daughter discovered that the villa was haunted.

She can perceive the icy white mist condensed by Yin Qi, hear the sound of the chef sharpening his knife in the kitchen, and see "him" from time to time.

"He" is still blurry, in a suit and leather shoes, holding a cane with eagle head, standing at the door, looking at the kapok tree in the courtyard, the flower buds on the branches are about to bloom, and they are about to open.

As if sensing her gaze, "he" turned his head.

A pair of light-colored double pupils, the youngest daughter knew that "he" was not a human being, she was scared and ran away without looking back.

"He" just stood there quietly.

"He" doesn't appear often. After meeting a few times, the youngest daughter found that "he" didn't care about her, so she was not so afraid, and occasionally she would have the courage to say a few words to "him".

"Who is he?"

She pointed to the photo in "his" hand and asked.The boy in the photo looks like a teenager, with snow-skinned red lips, exquisite eyebrows and eyes, he is exactly Shu Nian.

"He" is always indifferent, but it is rare to be gentle at this time: "He is my sweetheart."

The little girl blinked: "But he is a boy."

"So what?" "He" said with a smile, "I only want him."

She nodded with a vague understanding, and later learned that "he" wanted to give his sweetheart a birthday present, but he hadn't chosen it for a long time.

She recorded this event in the painting: a monster is picking out a gift box and asking "what kind of gift do you like".

Later she died.That night, the chef skinned her father, she saw it, and he chased her again. She ran out of the gate all the way, accidentally slipped and fell into the deep swimming pool.

At that time, the kapok was in full bloom, and the wind blew, shaking the branches of the tree.

She fell into the water with the fiery red petals, and the last image that came into her eyes was the silhouette of "him" gazing at the flower tree, and his slender fingers holding the petals lightly.

Maybe "he" heard the sound of falling, but "he" didn't care, and didn't look back at her.

She remembered what "he" had said.

"This is my favorite flower every year."

"He" cares about gifts, flowers, and moreover, "his" sweetheart.

Besides, what does it have to do with "he" whether other people come or go, whether they live or die?

"Pfft."

She sank to the bottom of the icy water.

And "he" looked at the flowers in full bloom in the courtyard, with the most gentle smile on his lips.

Chat group for fiances·[-]

Number three: Do you have the habit of writing a diary every year?so cute.

No. [-]: [Expression] Cat likes it.jpg

Number Four: You only praise him for being cute?

No. [-]: But he is cute.The cutest in the whole world. [Expression] cat cat call.gif

Number Four: Do you want to be written in his diary?

Number Three: Of course!

Number four: OK.His diary is a diary of exorcising ghosts, and you can enter the diary if you are beaten to death by him.

No. [-]: As long as I can be remembered every year, even if I am a bad guy, I am willing~

No. [-]: [Expression] Cat Star Eyes.jpg

Number Four: Once a person like you enters the six realms, he is only worthy of being a beast.

No. [-]: But why do you know that the diary of the year is the diary of exorcising ghosts?

Number Four: I heard it.

Number Three: Who did you hear that from?

Number Four: An idiot.

Number one [group owner]: I'm back. [Smile]

[Group member No. [-] has been banned by the group leader. 】