Evil spirits at large are my own wife

The old man holding the jewel box looked ugly, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, and old clothes. Seeing that Shen Shuangli was sluggish and didn't wake up his master's consciousness, he immediately said angrily: "What are you waiting for? Dedicate your soul!"

"How can I dedicate?" Although it is very unreliable, it is always worthwhile to try. Shen Shuangli himself is a defenseless mortal, and the flower of the motherland growing under the red flag is very fragile. Relying on a five-year-old child, As long as he doesn't tell, no one else will know, so it doesn't matter if you rely on it.

The old man looked like the child's old servant, like a loyal servant who had worked hard for the masters in the ancient feudal family for generations. Now the family only has a five-year-old little master left, so he naturally assumed the responsibility of the head of the family. The sleeping master's weird human has no good face: "Raise your neck and let the little master suck some of your blood."

Shen Shuangli was even more speechless, isn't this a trick of vampires?

But he still did it, raised his neck suspiciously, his thick and slender eyelashes trembled and slumped down, and his peach-like face appeared tenderly, but the five-year-old boy floating in the air did not move.

The boy's blood-colored pupils seemed to have been raining for a long time, and it was damp. It was clearly not a child's eyes with deep and terrifying affection. After all, when he saw Shen Shuangli on the ground looking at him in puzzlement, he was defeated.

The lord of the ghost house, who had been sleeping for 300 years, fell down and tilted his head, but he didn't bite Shen Shuangli's fair neck. The child took Shen Shuangli's hand and interlocked his fingers. In an instant, a red chain-like pattern climbed onto Shen Shuangli's arm. Go around three times.

Shen Shuangli didn't understand anything, and she was inexplicably not afraid of the child in front of her. Hearing the child say that even if she sold her soul, she didn't feel anything substantial.

But the situation changed dramatically in the next second!He felt that the strength in his body gushed out as if it had been hollowed out, and it all went to Mrs. Xiaozheng!

And the child who was stepping on the black mist like thick ink was wrapped in the thick fog, the sky and the earth changed into lightning and thunder, and the strong wind swept the rotting leaves up and down crazily, a hole was torn from the black mist, and then a pair of hands grabbed it The chasm of the road crawled out of the unknown hell.

It was a man who exuded rebellion and indifference from every inch of his skin and every strand of hair. His black hair was as long as his buttocks and was violently blown by the wind. His pale skin and blood-colored pupils suppressed him with an indescribable hostility. The right to breathe for all the creatures present, he only held one hand in the air, and he pinched the evil spirit's obsession that caused the fire in the palm of his hand and shattered it into powder.

Shen Shuangli was also shocked, but before he could take a closer look at the man's handsome profile, the other party went back into the crack and returned a young lady.

Xiaozheng's face was so stinky, he was so weak that he didn't even have the strength to float in mid-air, and he fell directly into Shen Shuangli's arms. Shen Shuangli was still amazed by the man just now, and the illusion of the surrounding fire gradually receding could not attract Shen Shuangli's attention. Ask the child curiously: "Is that your father?"

The child made a sulky face and didn't answer, just lying in Shen Shuangli's arms and looking at him, the strange color in his eyes disappeared, like a human child, blinking, closing them again, and fell asleep peacefully.

"Ah, this..." Shen Shuangli was sitting in the dense forest in midsummer. Just now, all the dark and terrifying scenes had disappeared, and all the tourists were lying on the ground, but they were still alive. They began to wake up one by one, not knowing why they were lying here.

The golden sunlight in the sky pierced through the layers of leaves, casting beautiful light spots on everyone. Shen Shuangli looked back at his team, and then at the old man who was holding the gem box. The empty eye sockets of the old man were also Back to normal, walked to him and said to him: "Since the master doesn't turn you into a puppet of dead souls, but only collects part of the power as the price for awakening, but that's the kindness of the little master, and you have to be responsible."

Shen Shuangli felt that if he said something irresponsible, the old man would bite him to death: "I'm responsible, I'm responsible."

"That's fine. Let me introduce you formally. I am the butler of the young master. I can be called Liuxu."

Shen Shuangli felt that the name was very cute, so she smiled and stretched out her hand: "My name is Shen Shuangli, Grandpa."

The housekeeper Liuxu didn't shake hands with Shen Shuangli, and said staidly: "I don't need to be polite. After the young master wakes up, he lacks a big maid who will take care of his daily life and food. How do you cook? Where do you live? Do you have a good farm horse?"

The more Shen Shuangli heard it, the more she felt that the legendary Lord of the Ghost Mansion was different from what she thought. After hearing this, she wanted to live in his house, and she had to be a maid for this child, similar to a nanny.

Nanny...

It's not impossible, wouldn't it be great if I could see the children's father more?

Shen Shuangli actively said: "Grandpa, have you slept for too long? The times are different now, but don't worry, I'm good at taking care of people, so leave the children to me!"

"What kind of child, called the little master!" Liuxu steward also noticed that the clothes of the people around him were different from what he remembered, so he didn't refute too much, but was dissatisfied that the big maid seemed to have no respect for the master.

Shen Shuangli smiled again, and said: "Understood, but it would be strange to call him the little master. If you ever live with me, you might as well listen to me and change your tune a little bit, and call him the young master."

Butler Liuxu groaned and put his hands behind his back as a sign of agreement.

The seven-day, six-night luxury nature tour announced that it was time to return home on the fourth day.

As the team guide, Shen Shuangli was very unprofessional, and because everyone had indeed encountered a very evil illusion in the stilted building, he couldn't explain it clearly, and everyone made a fuss to go back, so he took everyone away.

On the return journey, they were shouted to refund the money. Shen Shuangli couldn't make the decision, so she called the boss to inquire about the situation.

Boss Wang was still fighting bloody battles on the mahjong table, and there was a lot of noise around him. When Shen Shuangli said that the client wanted a refund, his voice immediately sank, and he said angrily, "When we signed the contract back then, as long as there were no personal accidents, we wouldn't refund the money." Money, Xiao Shen, if you agree, then all the money will be on your head! Besides, you only charged 500 yuan for one person, so it’s impossible for us to get a refund for a loss-making business!”

Shen Shuangli was yelled at for a while, but her face didn't change. Her beautiful eyelashes drooped, and when she raised them again, she could see the kid sitting beside her quietly looking up at him. He reached out and pinched the kid's face, and told the boss Said: "Then let's quit." In the final analysis, being able to encounter such a wicked thing has something to do with his physique.

After hanging up the phone, Shen Shuangli told the ten tourists in the line about the refund, then sat back down and asked the little boy in a modern T-shirt if he wanted some water, and the little boy looked at the cup Shen Shuangli just drank from , twisting his head awkwardly.

Shen Shuangli thought that the child disliked him, so he wiped the rim of the water cup with toilet paper, handed it over again, and said softly: "Now conditions are not allowed, when you get home, uncle will buy you a small water bottle with a straw, other children You have it, and so will you.”

After seeing the kid finally took the water glass, Shen Shuangli blushed slightly, and said, "Kid, is that handsome man before, is your father? Huh? Where's his wife?"

The child was cold and indifferent, with a straight face, but he still didn't bother to talk to him.

"What are you talking about, you have to tell me what your name is, kid." Shen Shuangli poked the kid's cheek, but didn't poke the lord of the ghost mansion consciously.

The five-year-old boy was holding Shen Shuangli's big water glass. On the dilapidated bus, he looked up at the beautiful young man who knew nothing about him. His throat was dry and his heart was shaking. After all, he couldn't remember the last time he could speak so peacefully. what time is it.

It's like dreaming.

"Jiang Ji." The childhood version of the lord of the Ghost Mansion's grandmother said crisply, "My name is Jiang Ji." You got it for me.

Jiang Ji was obviously a delicate-looking kid. On the way back to the city, many grandpas and grandmas gave him candy. Shen Shuangli helped to accept it, and occasionally had to answer the doubts of many grandmas about why a child suddenly appeared up?I didn't see it when I went sightseeing before.

But before Shen Shuangli could make up an answer, the kid Jiang Ji said that he followed him, that he was a child of a distant relative.

The old people in the team all expressed that it was too dangerous, what to do if the child was kidnapped and so on, Shen Shuangli saw that the kid in Jiangji was doing well alone, so he went to find the six who sat in the first row of the bus and learned about the world through his mobile phone. Butler is required.

The handsome guy's son doesn't disclose any information to him, so it's always okay to get some information from the housekeeper, right?

Shen Shuangli took the fruit over, handed it to the butler and said, "Grandpa, how do you understand?"

Butler Liuxu has a strong learning ability, and has already become obsessed with old ladies who still have the charm of dancing square dance on a certain music and telling their love history. After coughing, he quickly closed the interface and said solemnly: "I understand almost. Change It's big, but it doesn't make any difference to us, when the master recovers his strength, he can go back to the underworld."

Shen Shuangli looked back at the kid Jiang Ji, who was surrounded by a bunch of old ladies and grandfathers rubbing his head, and found that the kid was still holding his water glass, and his eyes seemed to be following him, but when he saw it, the kid immediately moved away , kind of cute.

"Have you slept for a long time? Why did you sleep? By the way, where is Xiaoji's father?" Shen Shuangli was curious.

Steward Liuxu has not been chattered by anyone for hundreds of years, and when he talked about the past, he immediately wiped away his tears in anger and sadness: "Isn't that a damned man! Master... fell in love with a man who refused to go home, and accompanied that man. The man has been reincarnated three times, lost all three hearts, and was almost wiped out, now..."

"Needless to say, I understand." Shen Shuangli sighed, and sorted out the story, that is to say, Xiaoji's father gave birth to Xiaoji with a man, and regardless of how men and men are born, they are all ghosts and gods. unimportant.But after the man gave birth to Xiao Ji, he ran out and never came back. Xiao Ji's father chased him out but almost died, leaving the lonely child sleeping for hundreds of years until he woke him up.

"Who is that bad man? Is he good-looking? What kind of personality?" Shen Shuangli was a little concerned, after all, he could be regarded as a rival in love.

Butler Liuxu always felt that there was something wrong with the content of the conversation between himself and the big maid in front of him. The big maid seemed to think that the normal master and the weak master were father and son... But the master of the ghost house has no parents at all. The strongest evil spirit who thinks of becoming a demon is born and raised.

Butler Liuxu just wanted to correct him, but he couldn't speak out because of something stuck in his throat. He glanced at the back of his head quietly with his emptiness, and the little master, who was surrounded by everyone and tied into twin ponytails by the little girl, saw the little The master can be said to be in a very well-behaved state. He was very puzzled and did not dare to disobey. He returned to his soul and continued to talk to the eldest maid, without correcting the relationship between father and son:

"I've never seen that bad man. At that time, I hadn't been a housekeeper, but my colleagues in the ghost mansion said that the man's name could not be mentioned in the ghost mansion. As for the character... Heh, of course it is vicious, ruthless, and heartless! Poor my little master... Woo..."

Shen Shuangli sneezed loudly.