Evil spirits at large are my own wife

62

"Is that evil ghost named Chu Li still around?"

Shen Shuangli hugged Xiaogen to bask in the sun in the garden, met his friend Geng Ping who came to eat and drink, and thought of this poor man.

Geng Ping was stuffing into his mouth the biscuits just baked by Butler Liuxu. He almost choked to death when he heard the words. He glanced to the side guiltily and said, "It's gone, it's gone, I disappeared."

After Geng Ping finished speaking, he drank another sip of orange juice immediately, excused that there was still work to be done, quickly ate and took away a pack of Wangzai steamed buns, and slipped away.

Shen Shuangli looked at Geng Ping's cunning look, and his thoughts on coaxing his son to sleep became a little less.

The baby in his arms is very obedient when he doesn't speak, but when he speaks, his fangs will be exposed. Jiang Wuyu knows that his mother doesn't like his teeth, so he tries to be quiet most of the time, but now he is very curious. Curious and concerned about everything about mom: "What is mom thinking?"

Shen Shuangli shook his head. Actually, he didn't think about anything. It's just that the evil ghost Chu Li came menacingly at the beginning, but he didn't come again. , it almost seems to disappear completely.

"I'm thinking that if Chu officials hide, no matter where they hide, they will always be evil spirits, just like your father back then. Even if they don't do anything, it will cause unrest in that area." Shen Shuangli bowed her head and nodded gently. The baby's nose, "It's best to let his obsession dissipate and reincarnate..."

Guitu rubbed Shen Shuangli's fingers, and said, "Do you want me to help mom look for it? I can find it."

"Wow, is Xiao Gen so powerful?" Shen Shuangli lowered her head to kiss the baby's cheek again, "But forget it, I believe your father knows how to do it, and his responsibility lies."

At the beginning, Shen Shuangli was able to reincarnate and go out to play with peace of mind, because he saw that Jiang Ji, who had inherited the power of the ghost master, was a qualified person in charge of the ghost mansion. Now he is a commoner, and if he is needed, he will naturally help, but now he has nothing to worry about. use, wait...

The ghostly baby blinked, indulged in the mother's smile, nodded, and fell back into a deep sleep.

It's just that the ghost is not willing to see strange things even in his dreams. He likes to repeatedly observe his mother's past and see those countless reincarnations.

Now these memories are seen a little bit less, which is all my father’s fault. Ever since he knew that the memory was with him, my father got a box from nowhere and opened it every night and put it in front of him. Those colorful things that belonged to his mother All the memory flows into the box.

63

The box is very beautiful, decorated with countless gold and silver jewels. There is a huge black opal on the lid, which moves like a real eyeball. It has the restraining power of taboos. No one can open it except Jiang Ji. In the inner courtyard book of the government human world office.

Jiang Ji occasionally pretends to work in the study, but he has so many employees in the ghost world, so he doesn't have much to do, so he plays games online in the study.

After playing for two hours, he immediately disconnected and stopped playing, and went out to talk to his wife, Shen Shuangli, pretending to be off work.

Shen Shuangli's pregnancy was very hard this time, her appetite was always poor at the beginning, and she also suffered from insomnia at night, making day and night upside down, but it happened to match the time of everyone in the ghost mansion.

The ghost mansion is much more lively at night than during the day.

At night, the front yard is brightly lit, full of ghosts who came to report and register. After everyone died, some of them were in a good mood, and they even got together to ask each other how they died.

Shen Shuangli moved a stool and sat next to Butler Liuxu, occasionally talking to a few young ghosts, chatting all over the world, it was a bit like being locked up in the ghost mansion, longing for others to tell him Talk about the appearance of the human world.

The ghost who chatted with him today was a rich second generation who died of poisoning. He had a good attitude, and he was very happy with a hippie smile when he died.

"Anyway, money is a bastard." The rich second generation said, with a trace of sadness on his young face.

Shen Shuangli hugged his son while patting his back, and said to the rich second generation: "But if you don't have money, there are many difficulties. Birth, old age, sickness and death all cost money."

The rich second generation sighed: "I don't care, as long as the family is harmonious, it doesn't matter if you have money or not. The important thing is family harmony."

The middle-aged woman who died of illness knocked on the melon seeds that Shen Shuangli put on the small tea table, and said with a smile: "Money is more important. What's the use of harmony without money? As long as one person in the family is sick, the whole family will suffer. The rich old lady in the next bed, that old lady is the lucky one. She has had cancer for ten years, and she could not live for two years, so she insisted on taking the medicine of 50 yuan per injection, one injection every month, and continued like this Lived on."

Shen Shuangli looked at the woman with the hot roll and said enviously: "But like us, we should die early and give birth early, so as not to hurt the family. Originally, my son is going to get married and buy a house soon. Why use the money to keep me and buy a house?" How wonderful, it’s better now, the money is gone, the house is gone, and I’m leaving too, what a pity..."

Shen Shuangli also sighed.

The little errand who registered the list of underworld personnel on the side was calling his name, and when he called the rich second generation, he ran over to ask for instructions: "Madam, this gentleman has to go down, and he has to follow the order. His number is now."

The rich second generation let out an 'ah', pointed at Shen Shuangli and said, "Ma'am? Didn't he also die? Is he someone's family member on your side?"

Before Shen Shuangli could speak, the little errand puffed out her chest, and proudly introduced: "This is the ghost master's wife." The cosmic beauty is the master's wife!

The rich second generation doesn't know the personnel composition of the Ghost Mansion yet, but upon hearing this name, it's incredible: "Dude, do you live here?"

Shen Shuangli smiled shyly, her always captivating eyes were like the Milky Way: "Well, I live here."

"Awesome!" The rich second generation gave a thumbs up and left.

The middle-aged woman with curly hair was still sitting and eating melon seeds, a little dazed.

At this moment, the ghost master came out from the inner courtyard, and the guards along the road knelt and worshiped one by one. When he got behind Shen Shuangli, he put his hands on Shen Shuangli's cheek with fascination, and then pushed the cheek up. , Looking at myself: "Honey, I'm off work." As he said, he bowed his head and kissed.

Shen Shuangli is ten days pregnant today, and her stomach is about the same as that of a four-month pregnant. It is starting to look pregnant, with a subtle and soft curvature, but he is dressed loosely, and he is a handsome man. Most of the people only focus on his face On, little attention was paid to the belly.

The middle-aged woman noticed it, but this is not the point for women. The point is that the ghost master is also a man, which makes her very concerned.

When the ghost master, who seemed difficult to get close to, but always looked at Shen Shuangli gently, sat down, the middle-aged woman asked Shen Shuangli, "Are you a couple?"

This is obvious, but Shen Shuangli said patiently: "We've been together for a long time. We're a couple."

The middle-aged woman can't understand, and she doesn't have any malice, she just finds it strange, just like when she sees that her son is 30 years old and doesn't plan to get married, and there are intimate photos of traveling with the same boy in her mobile phone.

"Xiao Shen, what do you like about him?" Men like men, what exactly do they like?

Shen Shuangli once asked himself this question, so he can answer this question without thinking, and he can just say it to Jiang Ji who is always restless: "I like everything about him."

The ghost master was wearing a dignified and decent casual windbreaker, his legs were crossed, and he still smiled faintly when he heard the words, but his smile was not very confident. Everything about him... everything about him...has not been accepted by his precious wife, and what More than half of it is hidden in the jewel box, if Xiao Li sees what's inside, I'm afraid he won't say such sweet words to him again.

"I like the character that he will wait for me to come back no matter what I do, very gentle."

"And he's good with the kids too, he's a good dad."

"The most important thing is to be very responsible, oh, and he's also handsome." Shen Shuangli deliberately turned his head to look at his Jiang Ji, raised his eyebrows, and called 'handsome guy' with his lips.

The ghost owner who has a modern trendy hairstyle also knows that his wife likes his face very much, so he is keen to dress himself up. Today he has messy hair, and he is completely cool guy who can directly debut in the C position.

The middle-aged woman was still puzzled, and asked the ghost master again: "Then what do you like about him? Apart from his appearance and personality, why is he a man?"

This question is easier to answer. The ghost master looked at his precious wife and said: "There is no reason, it's just that the person I love happens to be a man, gender, age, race, life and death, it doesn't matter."

The little baby hiding in Shen Shuangli's arms nodded. It's very good. My mother was a cat in one life, and my father accidentally turned into a leopard. They both caught their mother and lived with them for a long, long time...

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When it was almost dawn, Shen Shuangli was tired, so she tugged at her husband's sleeve and said, "Take me back."

Jiang Ji's heart melted, and he carried Shen Shuangli back to the house, but just put him down, but something seemed wrong, and then teleported to the study room with Shen Shuangli in his arms, stretched out one hand towards the table, and the jewel box on the table immediately Fly into the river to sacrifice the palm of your hand.

Shen Shuangli was placed on the desk and asked puzzledly: "What happened?"

The ghost master's pale hand opened the jewel box that had sealed countless shackles: "It's nothing."

The seal was passive, but fortunately, no one released the more than 1000 him who were in the samsara and couldn't go crazy because of their demands.

The ghost master who decided to sleep was afraid that he would continue to ruin Xiaoli and himself after he woke up, so relying on that desperate mood, he stripped out the extreme self that had collapsed in more than 1000 reincarnations, and sealed it in the box.

The self in the box didn't believe that he would get Shen Shuangli again, some of them clamored in the reincarnation to see the little carp killed once, and if they couldn't get it, they wouldn't get it from anyone else.

Some choose to destroy together.

Some choose to torture each other or obtain it by force.

In the end, the thin body was left, filled with endless disappointment, pain and extravagant hope of happiness, and fell asleep in an evasive way.

The things inside have been integrated for hundreds of years, and they have become like a spirit. If they are released, they will not kill him, but will only disturb the current life of him and his wife. And those memories, if they are released, they will definitely return to the little one. In the carp's body...

The ghost master's face sank like water, he closed the box with a 'snap', and added hundreds of seals.

Shen Shuangli looked at her husband's series of actions, tilted her head, didn't ask any more questions, yawned, then opened her hands when her husband walked towards her, and lazily continued to act coquettishly: "Hold me."

Jiang Ji chuckled, as if hugging the moon that he bought on credit, he hugged Shen Shuangli into his arms: What should I do, I'm afraid you will push me away in the next second.

If I never feel that you love me again, I can still bear it, you give me and take away.

I can no longer live.

65

At dawn that day, Shen Shuangli sat on the desk in the study and hugged her husband.

His man was crying and trembling, hugging him tightly and refusing to let go.

Shen Shuangli was pregnant, and was extremely sentimental. Within two seconds, she would cry and cry together, and then the two would kiss together again, lingering endlessly...