haunted pillow

This black chicken soup is not greasy at all, and the taste is very well adjusted, delicious and flavorful.

No one would be upset if someone praised him. When Cen Yu heard this, he immediately raised his eyebrows, and gave him another chopstick of lettuce and shrimp.

"It's been a long time since I ate home-cooked food at home." Lan Yu bit his chopsticks with relish. He wore a coat with a picture of meat buns on it, and stepped on a cotton mop: "Well, this green vegetable is also delicious, very fresh."

Cen Yu's heart suddenly moved, and he felt that this feeling was not bad.

Just like...

It's like raising a small animal, although it will show sharp little claws when facing outsiders, but Cen Yu will be docile when it calls out, in his hands he has always been obedient and obedient, and will never disobey him mean.

It should be very interesting to keep such a small pet.

Just like the matter of An Sui, the matter of the same fate Gu, and the matter of the baby spirit since knowing Gan Lanyu, Cen Yu has lived in this city for hundreds of years, and it has been a long time since he has encountered so many interesting things.

This game should continue to play, it should become more and more fun.

just.

His eyes darkened, and a blood-red haze flashed across his eyes.

That bastard...

Cen Yu thought of Ying Ling, and actually wanted to expose his identity in front of Gan Lanyu.

It's not that Cen Yu is afraid that Gan Lanyu will know his identity, but he hasn't played enough yet. If he is disturbed at this time and let Gan Lanyu know the truth, wouldn't he be unable to continue playing?

And An Lei.

This game with Gan Lanyu, before Cen Yu himself felt bored, no one could stop it.

Lan Yu tilted her head, and gestured a few times in front of his eyes: "What's the matter? What are you thinking?"

Cen Yu came to his senses and shook his head immediately: It's nothing.

Lan Yu didn't care. After all, Cen Yu was cold and cold by nature, so it was common for him to be in a daze. He stood up, took Cen Yu's soup cup and filled him with another bowl of soup: "Drinking chicken soup is the most nourishing in this season, how come? How about another bowl?"

Cen Yu immediately came to his senses, and smiled lightly: "It's a soup specially made for you, drink more."

The morning in Nanyuanli has been very quiet.

Since the beginning of spring, the weather has become warmer and warmer. When I wake up in the morning, I can see the willow branches dyed green outside the window, and the spring breeze is warm.

Seeing that it has been more than a month since Cen Yu moved in, he has gradually gotten used to the life here. To be honest, if he didn’t tell Cen Yu, he really wouldn’t be able to see that this place is a well-known haunted place. He helped the old man to do Tai Chi with him, and occasionally chatted with them. At night, the lights of thousands of houses were lit, and the sound of the family gathering together, laughing and making noise could often be heard.

But those are actually the residents who died in this community in the past few decades.

If you want to talk about the real living people in the whole community, there is probably only Gan Lanyu.

But he came here to rent a house because he saw that the haunted neighborhood was cheap, so not only was he not shy, but he was also flattered, thinking that it was a good deal.

Especially when Cen Yu moved in, it would be even more cost-effective after the rent was halved with him.

And the fortune has been good recently, Ching Ming Festival is approaching, orders for paper money and ingots come one after another, he is extremely busy delivering and receiving orders every day, and sneakily begging Cen Yu to draw a lot of charms for him to put on the shelves in the store, Sales are not bad.

It wasn't until after the Ching Ming Festival that he was free. He suddenly felt sorry for Cen Yu cooking every day, so he woke up early one day, and went out to buy breakfast for him.

Lanyu has an early morning shop that I often go to. The owner’s frying skills are superb. He set up a large oil pot at the door of the rented storefront, and fried the white noodles until fragrant and golden. It’s just that this shop has been closed for some reason. Lanyu thought it was because he quit, and was very disappointed for a while.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I went out today, I saw the oil pan set up at the door of the store, and the fragrant smell came from a distance. The boss saw him from a distance, and greeted him with a red face: "You are here?"

Lan Yu smiled and said, "Why haven't I seen you for so long, where did you go to be lazy?"

"Hi." The shopkeeper waved his hands heartily, "Isn't there something wrong at home, it took a while, but now it's all right, everything is resolved!"

Said to put fried dough sticks for him with iron clips, and asked Lan Yu while loading, "Hey, did you buy so much today?"

Gan Lanyu said with a smile: "It's a happy event at home, Tianding has imported."

Early in the morning, he was in a good mood, humming a little song to go home, and sent Cen Yu a WeChat message on the way, asking him to cook millet porridge first.

Lanyu bought Cen Yu's cell phone for him. This person is a prehistoric fossil. He didn't even have a smartphone for the elderly before. He didn't even know what WeChat and Weibo were for. Lanyu was still dragging him. I went to buy a mobile phone, gave him WeChat, and taught him how to use it little by little.

When they got home, Cen Yu had already boiled the porridge, and the millet porridge was cooked very quickly, so soon the two of them sat down at the table facing each other and began to eat breakfast.

Cen Yu's tutor is very good, he is very gentle when eating, and he doesn't like to talk while eating. Lan Yu always has a good appetite. Sitting at the dining table, he eats fried dough sticks and porridge very deliciously. Brush Taobao.

Cen Yu couldn't see it: "Don't look at your phone while eating."

Lanyu then reluctantly put down the phone.

Seeing that his hands were covered with oil, Cen Yu frowned again, and took out a tissue to wipe his hands.

That handsome face was so close at hand, Lan Yu blushed a little at the sight, and hurriedly excused herself to do the dishes, stood up and fled into the kitchen.

He was blushing, holding chopsticks in his mouth, and carrying the bowls and plates into the kitchen sink from the outside, when he suddenly heard the sound of sirens outside the window.

This is actually very strange. One must know that Nanyuanli is a well-known haunted house. Except for him and Cen Yu, there are no living people living here. It is broad daylight, where are the sirens coming from?

Gan Lanyu was full of doubts and went to the window to look out, and saw several traffic police cars and ambulances surrounding the gate of the community.

car accident...?

The owner of the fritter shop died in the accident.

Several white coats came out carrying a stretcher covered with a white cloth. A foot was exposed under the white cloth. The shoe had fallen off. It was the boss’s shoe. After wearing it for an unknown number of years, the toe of the shoe was worn out and splashed with mud. .

The driver next to the accident kept swearing, he didn't see anyone on the street at the time, and he didn't know what was going on, but the traffic police went to check and found out that it was indeed the shop owner who was honestly crossing the road, and the driver suddenly accelerated and drove over. knocked him flying.

Lan Yu stood upstairs, took a look from a distance, and knew that the person was hopeless.

The soles of the feet are the end of the five yins. If the shoes fall off, it means that the soul is gone, even if it is a god, it is hard to save it.

He never thought that there would be such a disaster from heaven.

Lanyu lived alone in Nanyuan when he was very young. There are many ghosts and few living people in this place. It is rare for the owner of the shop to talk to him, but he never expected that there would be such a catastrophe. .

Although the celestial master sees ghosts the most, and is used to seeing the cycle of life and death, he still inevitably feels depressed.

They had the habit of reading together in the study at night, but tonight they said that he also said he didn't have an appetite for dinner, and the book just stopped on that page for a long time, looking absent-minded.

Cen Yu came over and put a glass of water by his hand.

Gan Lanyu came back to his senses: "Thank you."

Cen Yu: "You and I are so polite, if you can't let it go, take some time to burn some paper for him."

Lanyu smiled.

The faint and soft light of the guide lamp on the table reflected the boy's silhouette on the white wall.

That smile wasn't like his usual expression, it wasn't that frank and lacklustre, but bitter and soft, with an indescribable feeling.

Cen Yu knew that this kid must be thinking about it again.

In the past, Gan Lanyu always felt that there was a curse on him, and getting too close to others would harm them. The boy named Wen Wen used to be like this, and the boss who took care of him when he grew up was like this, so although the fried dough stick seller only occasionally talked to him After meeting for a few words in the morning, he must have blamed himself for his death.

As soon as he was about to speak, Gan Lanyu smiled and waved his hands, as if he wanted to say something to him.

But before he could speak, he heard a rapid knock on the window.

Nanyuanli is an old building of the last century, and it has been ten years now. It is full of old-fashioned windows, and the paint on the green window lattices has been peeled off. At this moment, it is being knocked hard from the outside.

But it's impossible, Lan Yu and Cen Yu looked at each other: their house is on the sixth floor!

Lan Yu turned her head, and the dimly lit streetlight on the table suddenly lit up, illuminating the creepy scene all at once, and there was a human face sticking close to the window!