Looking at the female ghost who didn't shed a single tear but kept crying for half an hour, Sang Apple couldn't help it.

She wanted to reach over and pat the female ghost on the shoulder, but before she could touch the female ghost, she felt a cold, and she quickly retracted her hand and curled into a ball on the chair again.

Qiao Ziqian watched silently from the side and did not speak.

Sang Apple hugged her legs, blinked her little eyes, and asked in a muffled voice, "Qiao Ziqian, do we really want to help her?"

Qiao Ziqian put his hands on his knees at the moment, his fingertips were gently crossed together, and his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was thinking about something.

Sang Apple and the female ghost stared at Qiao Ziqian, all looking forward to Qiao Ziqian's decision.

Sang Apple silently recited in his heart: If you don't agree, don't agree, don't force me to go if you promise!

Female ghost: "Qiao Ziqian SAMA......"

After a long three minutes, Qiao Ziqian raised his head and looked at Sang Apple, his sharp eyes made Sang Apple's back chill instantly, and his heart beat suddenly.

Qiao Ziqian deliberately made a cold face and asked, "What did you just call me?"

Sang Apple was stunned, looked at him blankly, and whispered, "Qiao, Qiao Ziqian?"

Oh my God, won't this neuropathy be going to happen again?!

"Can't you learn?" Qiao Ziqian cocked Erlang's legs and said lightly, "I said that you can't call me by my name, it's disrespectful." ”

Mulberry apple: "......"

Fuck you!After thinking about it for a long time, I didn't call you the right name?!I'm XXXX-

However, Mulberry Apple, who knows that she is in a vulnerable position, will certainly not go up to the front, she is still young and cherishes life.

"Yes, yes, Ancestor, Grandpa!" Sang Apple smiled flatteringly, and his smile was fake.

Qiao Ziqian is not stupid, of course he can see the unwillingness behind Sang Apple's smile, but he didn't say anything, after all, children, they need to be taught slowly.

Seeing that these two people talked about it, and didn't talk about their own affairs at all, the female ghost said sadly: "Am I just like this without a sense of existence?"

Sang Apple was stabbed by these cold words, and she hurriedly said: "You have a strong sense of existence, don't look down on yourself like this!"

The female ghost rubbed her eyes and looked at the mulberry apple with a grateful expression.

Sang Apple forced a smile.

Qiao Ziqian's hand was gently propped up on his face, he glanced at the female ghost, and said, "I can help you as much as possible, after the matter is over, you can go to reincarnation." Staying on earth for too long won't do you any good. ”

"Thank you, Lord Joe!" the female ghost stood up suddenly, and her empty legs made Sang Apple see that her toes were clenched.

Although it doesn't feel as scary as it does on TV, it still makes people's hearts beat faster and dizzy......

Obviously, a few days ago, she was a normal person who couldn't see ghosts!

Qiao Ziqian is not a procrastinator, he just did what he said, and directly came to the living room with Sang Apple, opened Sang Apple's laptop and began to check.

Sang Apple sat on the side with a round pillow, curiously watching Qiao Ziqian's slender and good-looking fingers tap on the buttons, and the sound of "kick and tap" came into Sang Apple's ears in an orderly manner.

Sang Apple asked, "Qiaozi-"

Before the word "Qian" was spoken, Sang Apple received Qiao Ziqian's murderous eyes, although it was not heavy, it was enough to threaten Sang Apple.

Sang Apple struggled to swallow the remaining words, and cautiously re-spoken: "Ancestor, do you still use a computer?"

For this "you", Qiao Ziqian was obviously very useful, he said lightly "um", and said: "Do you think I am an antique that has been sealed for thousands of years?"

Mulberry Apple almost blurted out, aren't you just an old antique!

But she didn't have the courage to say it, so she could only babble in her heart.

"You want to say I am. ”

Qiao Ziqian withdrew his hand, glanced at the computer screen, and then looked at the mulberry apple, and said so.

Sang Apple suddenly remembered that Qiao Ziqian told her at that time that he had the skill of mind reading!

Sang Apple looked shocked: "You read minds?!"

Qiao Ziqian glanced at her with a little disgust and said, "It's obvious on your face." ”

After speaking, he turned his head to look at the female ghost standing on the side, and continued, "Your idol's name is Wu Renai? You admit it yourself. ”

Sang Apple and the female ghost leaned their heads over at the same time and almost bumped into each other.

Sang Apple moved her position, staring at the screen curiously with a pair of eyes, she actually wanted to see this famous "Wu Renai", and she almost laughed when she heard this name.

As the screen slid up, finally in the last few messages, the female ghost saw her idol.

In a few bleak words, this outdated idol is described.

"It's him, it's this. ”

The female ghost stretched out her translucent finger and pointed to the photo of the delicate boy holding the erhu in the corner and pulling it intoxicated.

After looking at it for two minutes, Sang Apple asked silently, "Your idol...... Erhu?"

The female ghost nodded excitedly, and a red heart almost popped out of her eyes.

Sang Apple blinked and blurted out: "No wonder it's not popular." ”

When the female ghost heard this, she covered her face and cried.

Sang Apple looked at a loss, she turned her head to look at Qiao Ziqian, a little confused.

Qiao Ziqian looked at the mulberry apple helplessly, reached out and gently touched the female ghost's head, paying for the fast mouth of the mulberry apple, the female ghost got a trace of yin moisture, instantly quieted down, and obediently floated aside.

Qiao Ziqian naturally withdrew his hand, and then said: "There is too little information, and I can't find his residence." ”

The female ghost stirred the ethereal sleeves and whispered, "I only know where he used to live." ”

Sang Apple slid the mouse to click on one of the searches with a large number of words, and then saw a string of small words on it.

"Plagiarism, forgery of certificates, what's all the news?"

Sang Apple unconsciously read it, and then realized that he had pronounced three particularly shocking words.

“…… Do you really like him?"

Sang Apple turned her head to look at the female ghost in shock and asked questioningly.

Although she doesn't require everyone to have zero scandals and good character like An Qiyu, this is too described!

"Do you really want to see such an idol?"

In the face of Sang Apple's doubts, the female ghost didn't cry or explain anything, and stood in place quietly.

Qiao Ziqian suddenly caught a glimpse of the bottom ID, which was called "Benevolent Support Group".

He frowned and said in a low voice, "What is the support group?"

"Well, it's a celebrity's fan group, and there are usually a lot of people," Sang Apple said when she saw those words, and she was surprised, "Support group?

The female ghost floated up to the sky and said, "This is my account." ”

Sang Apple flipped down and saw some words and pictures that were contrary to the above, all of which looked like they were true, and the words were reasonable, there was no scolding, and he refuted Wu Renai very calmly.

Although Sang Apple doesn't know who is real and who is fake, what the female ghost's account said made her have some good feelings about the female ghost.

Generally speaking, people who can talk like this will not be so bad.

The female ghost floated to the window, looked at the sunset that was about to set over there, and said lightly: "Anyway, so many people misunderstand him, I have explained it many times, but no one will listen to my explanation." Gradually, there was no one left. The support group was disbanded, and I never saw his news again. ”

The shattered light of the setting sun fell on her face, penetrated her body, and hit the ground, turning the floor tiles into a gentle orange red.

Looking at this sudden sadness, Sang Apple was a little uncomfortable for a while.

But she can also understand the words of the female ghost, and it is really sad that her favorite idol is misunderstood.

"Hey, don't be sad. ”

Sang Apple came to the female ghost with a serious voice, and said with a sigh, while patting the female ghost on the shoulder, comforting her, "I'll see how to help you, who makes me understand the mood of idols." ”

"Really? You're so nice. ”

The female ghost turned her face with tears in her eyes, but the tears did not fall, but her eyes fell to the ground with a "click".

Sang Apple faced the black hole in his eyes, gasped, jumped behind Qiao Ziqian like a monkey, and grabbed Qiao Ziqian's pants tightly and trembled.

Qiao Ziqian: "Let go of ......"

Sang Apple stood up tremblingly, looked at it intently, and found that he was holding Qiao Ziqian's belt......

Well, this belt is really good quality, genuine leather!

What do you want!

Sang Apple suddenly let go of Qiao Ziqian, blinked and calmed down, she moved to the side with a twist, coughed dryly, and said in a voice that was lower than the volume of mosquitoes: "Ahem, what, I'm excited for a while, forgive me, forgive me......"

Qiao Ziqian was almost caught by the mulberry apple, and then flashed to the waist pole, and then glanced at the mulberry apple angrily and helplessly.

The female ghost silently picked up the eyeballs, and was very embarrassed to put the eyeballs back, muttering while putting them back: "I haven't dropped it before, hey......"

Qiao Ziqian reached out and touched his chin lightly, and said, "It is estimated that you have stayed too long, and now your body has begun to decay." ”

Sang Apple squatted on the sofa and asked suspiciously, "Do ghosts also rot?"

Qiao Ziqian nodded and patiently explained: "Yes, if you stay in the world beyond your own yin qi capacity, your body will rot, and if you don't go to the underworld before disappearing completely, you will be wiped out." ”

Sang Apple was stunned when he heard this, licked his dry lips and muttered, "It's so scientific." ”

"I'll be able to stay with Master Joe for a few more years. The female ghost came to Qiao Ziqian's side with admiration and happily circled.

Sang Apple felt that the obsession of this female ghost was not the outdated Wu Renai, but Qiao Ziqian.

Qiao Ziqian frowned slightly, and said softly: "Night is a good time to cultivate yin qi, you can find a cemetery to stay in first." ”

The female ghost glanced at the mulberry apple, then looked back at Qiao Ziqian three times, and finally disappeared through the window.

Sang Apple's tense heart suddenly opened the floodgates, and she collapsed on the sofa softly.

"Qiao Ziqian. Sang Apple turned over and shouted, Qiao Ziqian sat on the other side and looked at the computer, but did not respond.

Sang Apple rolled his eyes and shouted again, "Ancestor!"

"Hmm. Qiao Ziqian responded lightly, "said." ”

Sang Apple hugged the pillow, buried her head in the pillow, and said sullenly: "I think the obsession in the heart of that female ghost is you, or you kiss her? Or show her a nude body or something, let her be too happy, maybe she will be reincarnated." ”

No more scary!

Qiao Ziqian didn't look up at Sang Apple, he said lightly: "Actually, I have a nickname." ”

Sang Apple listened to the bull's words and looked at him suspiciously.

Qiao Ziqian stared at the computer screen and continued: "Yin Qi Shelter Workshop. ”

Mulberry apple: "......"

Qiao Ziqian finally turned his head to look at Sang Apple at this time, raised his eyebrows, and said, "So the yin qi on my body is the heaviest in this mortal world, and my surroundings are comparable to hundreds of cemeteries." ”

When Sang Apple heard this, he naturally replied: "I think you should be called the little prince of the cemetery." ”

"I don't know if the cemetery is a graveyard or not, but the ghosts like to be around me. Qiao Ziqian smiled gently and said.

Sang Apple instantly bounced up from the sofa and got closer to Qiao Ziqian, with a capital letter on his face.

"Ancestor, don't, I'm the most obedient! You are the sky, you are the earth! You-" Sang Apple was about to turn on the invincible praise mode when he was interrupted by Qiao Ziqian.

"Okay, don't talk about it, I don't want to let the ghost scare you, so I won't let the female ghost go to the cemetery. Qiao Ziqian couldn't stand Sang Apple's obvious sycophancy, and felt that every time he slapped a quasi-child, he was all hit on the horse's legs!

"You kids don't know where to learn. ”

There was some hatred in Qiao Ziqian's tone, and Sang Apple was very well-behaved and did not refute, his little eyes looked left and right, and after seeing nothing suspicious, he was much more relieved.

After Qiao Ziqian knocked on the next button, he said to Sang Apple: "I found an address, Xiaosan Apartment." ”

"Little Three Apartment?!"

Sang Apple was shocked, are the names of the apartments now so "fresh and refined"?