Sang Apple looked at Qiao Ziqian who fell on the bed blankly, and suddenly realized what he had done.

"Bang dang!"

Sang Apple dropped the stick in his hand, moved to Qiao Ziqian's side, and stretched out a finger to poke Qiao Ziqian's shoulder.

"Hey, Qiao Ziqian?"

Qiao Ziqian, who closed his eyes, did not react.

Sang Apple stretched out his hand and touched Qiao Ziqian's forehead just now, and found that he didn't pick up the bag and didn't bleed!

"OMG, this is the legendary Iron Head Gong?"

Sang Apple patted Qiao Ziqian's face and sighed twice, feeling that this person who has lived for a long time is different from mortals.

Since there is no bleeding and no swelling, it should be fine, right?

But......

Looking at Qiao Ziqian's closed eyes, Sang Apple was a little worried, after all, the strength she used just now was not a joke.

Thinking about himself, he didn't even listen to his explanation, if he really had a bad plan, he might not let himself find out.

The more Sang Apple thought about it, the more ashamed she felt, looking at Qiao Ziqian who was unconscious, Sang Apple felt a little sorry for him.

"What should I do? Mistress Joe won't die, will he?"

Ghost A nervously took Ghost B's hand next to him and asked.

Ghost B frowned and didn't speak.

Ghost C touched his chin that was only half cut and said, "No, Master Qiao was a person who didn't die after being shot before." ”

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

The ghosts were relieved and yawned and left, the sun was going to work, and they were going to sleep.

Sang Apple struggled to drag Qiao Ziqian from her bedroom to Qiao Ziqian's room.

The eastern sky slowly turned red, and Sang Apple was a little worried, she didn't know when Qiao Ziqian would wake up.

Although she still has a distrustful attitude towards Qiao Ziqian, after all, there is an ancestor out of nowhere, and no one is happy to leave anyone behind.

And after this ancestor came, her eyes were not ordinary......

"Hey. Sang Apple sighed and sat at the head of the bed, no matter what, she didn't want her stick to beat him more stupidly.

So Sang Apple thought about how to wake up Qiao Ziqian.

After thinking about it, the mulberry apple finally turned out of the glove box and was only used for the New Year...... Incense candles.

With a pious and apologetic heart, Sang Apple set up a stool at the end of Qiao Ziqian's bed, lit three sticks of incense, and prayed that he was safe.

"Ancestor, don't you have anything to do, I have lit the incense to worship the ancestors of the family, worship and worship you, bah, pray for you. ”

The mulberry apple god with his hands folded was babbling, hoping that this would make Qiao Ziqian wake up.

She was so embarrassed that she didn't know what to do.

"Qiao Ziqian, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to! I didn't want to kill you, I just wanted to drive you out......"

Sang Apple looked at the half-burned incense, and then looked at Qiao Ziqian, and found that there was no movement.

She sighed and continued to guard Qiao Ziqian.

When the incense burned out, she lit three more sticks, until the entire stool was covered with incense ashes, and Qiao Ziqian didn't wake up.

"Ahem, ahem, this incense is pirated! She hid by the window and read silently, "Ah, wake up, I don't want to be a murderer!

"Really?"

Just when Sang Apple was scented to doubt his life, a voice sounded from behind, Sang Apple turned his head, looked at Qiao Ziqian who was sitting on the bed with teary eyes, and cried out in surprise.

"Emma, Qiao Ziqian, you're awake!"

Looking at the blackened mulberry apples on his smoky face, Qiao Ziqian glanced at the incense that was still burning, and said, "Well, wake up." Junior, don't call me by my name. What you just said is true? So you want to drive me away. ”

"Ah,,. Sang Apple leaned over with a smile, but was driven away by Qiao Ziqian with disgust, asking her to keep a distance of more than one meter from her.

Sang Apple looked at Qiao Ziqian suspiciously, and found that his expression was different from when he was stupid before.

Qiao Ziqian looked at the incense, frowned slightly, and said, "Junior, you really hate me." ”

Sang Apple waved his hand and said, "Nothing!"

"Then why do you worship me with incense?" Qiao Ziqian said and walked down from the bed, slowly arranged the bed elegantly, and then closed the open button of his pajamas, and continued, "Although I am your ancestor, I am not dead. ”

Sang Apple finally found out that something was wrong, she didn't beat Qiao Ziqian stupid with this stick, and directly beat back the ancestor who was very clean!

Sang Apple is in tears, the stupid thing Qiao Ziqian has finally recovered, and she would rather get along with the cleanliness than the stupid things! But then she realized that it is really not easy to get along with the ancestors who are clean and have old ideas.

Mulberry Apple's dog-like smile hung on his face: "Ah." Ancestor, I am praying for you! I have absolutely no intention of blaspheming you!"

Qiao Ziqian glanced lightly at the mulberry apple that was about to hold up three fingers and swear, and said lightly: "If I don't wake up, are you going to burn paper money for me in this house?"

Sang Apple didn't speak, just smiled subtly, yes, she did think about it.

Qiao Ziqian touched his forehead, feeling a faint pain, so he waved his hand a little annoyed to drive away the mulberry apple: "You go out, take those things away by the way." The smell of the room is almost polluting the air. ”

"Okay, yes, you're right. ”

Sang Apple, who had a guilty conscience, hurriedly cleaned up the room.

Qiao Ziqian looked at the suddenly well-behaved mulberry apple, and sighed helplessly, this bear child should really take care of it, and he actually dared to do it to his ancestors. But seeing that she is really sincerely repentant, I think it's not too late to educate now.

As soon as he walked out of the door of Qiao Ziqian's room, Sang Apple made a grimace and whispered: "Just you, just you!" ”

Sang Apple threw the garbage out the door, then yawned lazily and went back to his room to go back to sleep.

Qiao Ziqian cleaned the house again, and he didn't take off his apron until he couldn't see a little dust or smell a little smell.

"Mistress Joe......"

The female ghost's voice sounded in Qiao Ziqian's ears, Qiao Ziqian took a step back, looked at the female ghost floating in the air, and said, "Well, you're here." ”

The female ghost nodded, clasped her hands together and put them to her face, looking happy.

"Mistress Joe, have you become normal again?"

Listening to the words of the female ghost, Qiao Ziqian frowned, sat on the stool with his hands folded, and immediately thought of this unbearable memory, he said lightly: "Hmm"

"It's really good, I still like this Lord Qiao!" The female ghost floated down from mid-air, looking at Qiao Ziqian with wide eyes, her eyes full of adoration.

Looking at the pale face of the female ghost who was close at hand, Qiao Ziqian's eyebrows trembled, and he ordered, "One meter away from me." At least. ”

The female ghost obediently retreated to a meter later, and sat on her knees on the ground with her empty legs, very well-behaved.

Qiao Ziqian's slender and good-looking fingers lightly touched the table next to him and asked, "You follow me all the way, and you don't want me to cross the yin qi." So what is your purpose?"

Qiao Ziqian likes to help ghosts for fun, generally not too much to ask, he agrees, after all, looking at these tragic ghosts, he will have a feeling of sympathy in his heart.

The female ghost nodded and said shyly, "I really can't hide anything from Master Qiao." ”

Qiao Ziqian ruthlessly uncovered the truth: "You are too obvious. ”

The female ghost still worshiped after hearing this.

Here Qiao Ziqian and the female ghost were talking heart-to-heart, but the mulberry apple who had been asleep over there was awakened by hunger, but after waking up, she didn't smell the aroma of any food.

The Sang Apple, which was hungry as a hollow apple, came to Qiao Ziqian's door, stretched out his hand to push the door open, and broke in in a daze.

"Qiao Ziqian, haven't you cooked, I'm almost hungry......"

Before he finished speaking, Sang Apple saw the female ghost kneeling in front of Qiao Ziqian, the female ghost didn't look scary, and the confused Sang Apple didn't feel abnormal for a while.

And Qiao Ziqian, who was sitting there, looked indifferent, which made Sang Apple's already unconscious head float all at once.

It turns out that Qiao Ziqian is a shaker!

Sang Apple laughed, grabbed the doorknob in a daze, and apologized with a smile: "Sorry, excuse me, you continue to play, I went to the wrong room." ”

Listening to Sang Apple's words, Qiao Ziqian was helpless, how could this little thing be cranky all day long.

Qiao Ziqian walked over, grabbed the back collar of the mulberry apple, and carried the mulberry apple away from the door like a chicken.

Sang Apple was forced to sit on a stool, his head still a little confused.

Joe ...... Ancestor, why are you doing it? Want me to admire you? I'm sorry I don't have that hobby. ”

The good baby Sang Apple righteously rejected Qiao Ziqian.

Qiao Ziqian didn't want to explain.

"Hello," the female ghost waved at the mulberry apple, "young lady, I'm not human." ”

Sang Apple grabbed his hair, mumbled, and muttered, "Hello, hello...... Wait, not people?!"

She stared wide-eyed and looked closely, although the female ghost said that it looked very much like a human, but her face was pale and translucent, and if she looked closely, she wouldn't think it was a human.

The female ghost smiled pale and friendly at the mulberry apple.

The second-cowardly Sang Apple quickly put aside the stool, came to Qiao Ziqian's back, and shouted: "Qiao Ziqian, you are too heavy-mouthed!

Qiao Ziqian: "......"

Friendly Female Ghost: "......"

Qiao Ziqian grabbed the mulberry apple that was about to slip away from the window, forcibly pressed it on the seat, and then took out his hand and wiped his hands slowly, and said, "Don't go." You can't always be afraid of something other than human. ”

Sang Apple snorted and cried, and said aggrievedly: "I'm still not afraid of animals other than humans......"

Qiao Ziqian glanced at Sang Apple lightly, put the handkerchief in his hand on the table, and said to her in an educational child-like tone: "I can't be with you all the time, you have to adapt." ”

"Who had to sleep with me yesterday......"

From the mulberry apple that was scared but didn't forget to complain.

"......" Qiao Ziqian helped his forehead, he really didn't want to think about what happened last night, he was simply embarrassed and thrown into the ancestral grave.

Sang Apple glanced at the female ghost sister in horror, her heart trembled again, and she quickly turned her head and looked at Qiao Ziqian pitifully, like a poor little milk dog.

Qiao Ziqian looked at it and couldn't help but want to reach out and touch his head, but after seeing Sang Apple's hair, which was always messy like a chicken's nest, he instantly dispelled this thought.

"Grandfather, grandfather, grandfather of grandfather...... I don't know how many grandfathers! Can I not look at her? I will touch you! I don't look at her!" said Sang Apple.

The ancestor, who was never accustomed to children, waved his hand decisively, moved the stool of the mulberry apple a little further away with his feet, and said, "It's useless to touch me, I deliberately let you see it." ”

The heart is full of despair: "......"

I want to flip the table!

Looking at Qiao Ziqian's expression of "I'm not used to bear children", Sang Apple had already scolded one hundred and eight times in his heart.

"That," the female ghost sister, who couldn't stand it, raised her pale and translucent hand and said, "Can you listen to me first?"

Obviously, she came to listen to her talk about her unfulfilled wishes, why did it somehow become a bickering meeting between these two.

Qiao Ziqian coughed slightly embarrassed, waved his hand and said, "You speak." ”

Sang Apple covered his face with both hands, beating the female ghost to death.

Qiao Ziqian was helpless, but he didn't say anything.

The female ghost sat up straight and said with a serious face: "I always liked someone before I died, he was a singer-songwriter, I really wish I could get a photo with him!"

When Sang Apple heard it, it turned out to be a female ghost chasing idols.

"But before I could do it, I died. The female ghost said, feeling uncomfortable, and even sobbed.

Sang Apple peeked through her fingers, and saw the female ghost with pear blossoms and rain, she also felt a little pitiful in her heart, and saw that this female ghost was still like a living person except for the pale and transparent, and she was a little scared in her heart, so she asked.

"Ahem, sorry to interrupt, how did you die?"

The female ghost wiped her tearless face and said, "Happy to die." ”

Mulberry apple: "???"

Actually happy to death?!