In love with the ghost king

Finally, at night, Mrs. Li brought food for the two of them, and sat by the side sobbing again and again.

Chu Sheng glanced at it. The makeup on her face seemed to be thicker than when she first came during the day. Although she said words like "I'm so sad" and "Sad" in her tone, there were no tears in the corners of her eyes .

He thought to himself: Is it really your name written on the outside of the ancestral hall? Why is it so unremarkable...

"Chu Daochang, you must catch that dirty thing for me, otherwise...or my life will be gone..." Mrs. Li took advantage of Chu Sheng's time to eat, and sat aside again, chattering, "My master is a good man..."

Chu Sheng didn't listen very carefully to what he said next, and it was roughly the same as "Mr. Li died wronged, how many good things he did during his lifetime".

At the beginning, Chu Sheng would say a few words of comfort, while Ah Jing just cared about eating slowly, and gave Mrs. Li a slightly disgusted look from time to time, without concealing her inner displeasure.

Mrs. Li knew that he was dissatisfied with her, so she ignored him, but picked Chu Sheng to complain.

Later, Chu Sheng just smiled awkwardly and stopped talking, because he thought that what Mrs. Li said was useless for catching ghosts.On the contrary, he is still more interested in the food in front of him.

"Madam, don't worry, Ah Sheng will definitely help you get rid of the evil. It's just..." Xu Shi Ah Jing really couldn't stand Madam Li's pretending, so he interrupted her complaining, but he was half-spoken, plainly It aroused people's curiosity.

Hearing this, Mrs. Li really took the bait, stopped pretending to cry, and said, "It's just what?"

"It's just that madam should not hide it." Ah Jing said something lightly, as if it was unintentional.

Mrs. Li wiped away the non-existent tears with a handkerchief again, and said: "You two are willing to help me, if what the young master said, I am very grateful, so how can you hide anything?"

"It's best like this." Ah Jing put her feet on the chair, reclined on the couch, and ignored her.

"Ma'am, it's getting late. Please hide under the bed. If you have anything to do, just hit the bed board, and I'll be on top." Chu Sheng was afraid that Ah Jing would quarrel with Mrs. Li, so he hurriedly dissuaded him.

"Remember, if you are not in danger, don't make a sound, lest that thing find out that it is a fake."

Mrs. Li nodded again and again, finally squeezed out a tear, and hid under the bed with tears in her eyes. Chu Sheng didn't notice that Mrs. Li fell to the ground as soon as she entered, as if she was asleep.

"Ah Jing, why don't you go inside too. If it's really some heinous ghost that hurts you, it won't be good." Chu Sheng looked at A Jing who was lying on the couch, and told him patiently.

"It's okay, Ah Sheng just do his own thing, don't worry about me." Ah Jing tilted his head and said.

It was only at this time that Chu Sheng remembered that when he was in the restaurant, he had always cared about the name "A Sheng" in his heart. After a long time, he really got used to it.

When Chu Sheng was about to say "just call me Chu Sheng", Ah Jing seemed to have foreseen a jade salt in advance, and muttered to himself: "The name A Sheng is much easier to pronounce, at least it is better than the name Chu Sheng." Daoist Chu is nice to hear."

He was satirizing the scene when Mrs. Li was complaining just now, one by one "Taoist".

Chu Sheng raised his forehead, but in fact, he had another reason for letting Ah Jing in, and that was...the room outside Mrs. Li and Mr. Li had only one bed. Although it was fine for two people to lie on the bed, Chu Sheng came alone. I'm used to it, and I've never slept with anyone else.

However, I am the one who is the target of attracting evil things, and if I don't sleep on the bed, mistakes will inevitably occur.

Chu Sheng touched his nose again.

"Ah Sheng sleeps on the bed, I'll just sleep on the couch." Just when Chu Sheng was in trouble, Ah Jing solved his problem in a very timely manner.

Hearing this, Chu Sheng was taken aback for a moment, and thought to himself: Could this person be able to read minds and other spells... how come he knows what I think every time...

Ah Jing turned sideways, stopped looking at him, and said, "It's getting late, I'm going to rest first."

The feeling of being on the street during the day reappeared in Chu Sheng's heart again. Was he... unhappy again?

Since when?It seems to refuse him to make up for himself?Or is it that Madam Li has been rambling in front of her?

This person's mind is even more difficult to guess than Wenyun Zhenjun.

Thinking about it made his head ache, so Chu Sheng stopped thinking about it, and touched the strand of Mrs. Li's hair above. It was still there, so he lay on the bed, quietly waiting for the thing to arrive.

The candlelight at the side danced, making Chu Sheng's face even more handsome, but he was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, completely sleepless.

I just prayed silently in my heart: "I hope this ghost is Tao San, and I hope I can catch him."

Unexpectedly, in the middle of the night, there was still no movement, Chu Sheng murmured in his heart: This thing is still coming.

At this time, he completely forgot his identity as a literary god, and only hoped that he would come soon, which would be better than suffering so much for nothing here.

Seeing that the candle was somewhat burnt out, Chu Sheng got up and prepared to find another longer one to replace it.

Because there is no one to accompany him in the palace where he lives, the candles in his palace usually burn until dawn.

Unexpectedly, when I came here, I actually forgot about it.He secretly complained in his heart: Why didn't he think of this question at first, at this time, Mrs. Li must have fallen asleep, so it's hard to wake her up again.

So he had to search around the house on his own, and encountered many rare objects that he had never seen before. Chu Sheng was curious, but he just looked at them quietly, for fear of accidentally waking up the two people in the house.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from the window, and Chu Sheng felt a bit of coolness. He looked at Ah Jing on the couch, and fell asleep just supporting himself with his arms, and he didn't know what to cover himself.

He picked up the quilt on the side and put it on, and another gust of cold wind blew by, blowing the candles to pieces.

Chu Sheng shrank his neck and said strangely: Is it so cold in the world during the dog days?

Suddenly, the candle behind him went out, Chu Sheng was startled, and then understood that the thing had come.

Someone grabbed his arm suddenly, he couldn't stand still for a while, and Chu Sheng fell on the couch.

A low voice came: "Don't move."

"You didn't fall asleep?" Chu Sheng asked, didn't this person see him looking for candles just now?Kind of... embarrassing.

"Just woke up." Ah Jing replied concisely.

"Stop talking, something is coming." Ah Jing stopped Chu Sheng.

Chu Sheng said: "No, Mrs. Li is still under the bed."

Then he changed his mind and understood what Ah Jing meant: "You want her to be the bait?"

"Ah Sheng is right."