"Will she be punctual?"

The haunting of zero hour was said to be conclusive, and when I looked at my phone, it was already ten o'clock in the evening......

Meng Fan tore off the bath towel wrapped around his body, revealing a beautiful figure that made the girl blush when he saw it, lifted the quilt and lay on the bed...... The quilt exuded a nice smell, like the smell of lily petals, I don't know if it was the body odor of the deceased or the smell of perfume. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Meng Fan always felt that this fragrance could penetrate his pores and penetrate into his body, and after a while, his body felt crispy, and a sense of sleepiness enveloped his heart.

"Can't resist the temptation of bed...... I can't sleep at this time. ”

Meng Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, there have been too many messy things recently, it seems that he hasn't had a good night's sleep for a long time...... His fingers slid boredly across the quilt, tilted his head, and saw a picture on the bedside table, so he picked it up with his hand and looked at it carefully.

The dead woman named Ayu is holding her face with her hands in the photo, smiling sweetly, the sun is shining on her face, she is really a bright and bright girl......

But why would such a girl commit suicide?

Meng Fan couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't find anyone to ask, maybe because of the haunting, the family was scared, and they went to the empty building...... Man is really a strange animal, a loved one dies, crying and grief-stricken, but when the relative becomes a ghost and comes back, he is terrified to death...... What a contradiction!

It's like when two people are together, they quarrel over trivial things, but they are really separated, and they will never see each other again, so they start to miss them all night, can't sleep, and can't wait to run to that person, tell her that they are really wrong, let's be together again...... I really can't forget the good old days......

Putting the photo back gently, Meng Fan sighed, saw a remote control on the bedside table, and wanted to turn on the TV to take a look, anyway, before the haunting, there was nothing to do, unlike those wandering Taoist priests, who had to set up an altar to catch a ghost and put up a formation...... Finally, the ghost will be wiped out.

With the improvement of cultivation, he gradually realized that some fancy shelves are useless, and the improvement of his own strength can cope with all kinds of changes with inconvenience.

If it's really a powerful ghost, how can you still wait for you to fiddle with these things, it's probably just a boring trick of the TV series to attract people's attention.

And, since what happened in the village, those poor ghosts, the souls of the dead who are reluctant to give up on the past...... Why kill?

If the world knows that death will be even worse, I don't know what kind of mood it will be.

Even Shangguan Ning, the ice chick, saw that child, and felt pity for him, and tried to save his soul, huh...... The effect is also good, and the child's mind will be clear, if the mother can be found...... That's it.

Thinking of a dead soul, holding a child's hand, and wandering in the world, that picture is also quite ...... I feel sorry.

Holding the remote control, I pressed the TV hanging on the bedside, there was no response, probably the power was not turned on, I just took a shower, my body was lazy, and I didn't bother to get out of bed to turn it on...... Nesting in bed, he remembered what happened this afternoon, Zhang Zhengxin found out his dual identity, at that time, he wanted to leave Zhang Zhengxin behind, but after listening to Zhang Zhengxin's words, he gave up, his two identities are indeed indifferent to Zhang Zhengxin, and there is a deep hatred between Fengyi and Huyang...... Besides, Zhang Zhengxin will not leak this identity, because it will not benefit him at all, but will do Huyangguan a great favor.

No one would do this kind of thing that harms others and is unfavorable.

"Uh......h Woo......"

In the middle of the night, the wind suddenly blew, and the wind whimpered outside the window, like the cry of a ghost, which sounded very uncomfortable...... Especially in the current environment, there is a mourning hall downstairs, and there is a female corpse lying in front of the mourning hall that is about to be haunted.

"Dash...... Da ......"

Footsteps suddenly sounded in the hallway, gentle and hesitant......

Meng Fan frowned, glanced at the door, and then looked at the time, it was almost eleven o'clock in the evening, and it was not yet zero o'clock, the footsteps came lightly, but it was not haunted in advance.

"Knock...... Knock knock ......"

Then, the footsteps stopped in front of the door, stopped for a moment, and then there was a knock on the door, and a soft voice sounded outside the door: "Brother Niuba...... Did you sleep?"

Meng Fan shook his head and smiled bitterly, wrapped himself in a bath towel, and saw that there was no possibility of going out, so he paced to the door, opened the door, and saw an octopus with a sad face: "I'm thinking about things...... Can I help you?

"It's windy outside, it's so noisy, I can't sleep and want to chat with you......" Octopus lowered his head, as if he was afraid that Meng Fan would misunderstand, and added, "Hmm...... Let's just chat!"

may have seen Meng Fan wrapped in a bath towel, her expression became flustered again, her two little hands played with the braids that reached her chest, lowered her head, and looked timid: "...... I've also listened to what you said to Zhang San today, and I ...... out of that street I also have some ideas. ”

While the octopus was talking, Meng Fan had already turned around and walked to the side of the bed, and the octopus dared to raise his head at this time, looking at the back that made her red-faced, and secretly looked up and down...... She didn't expect that a man's legs could be so slender and good-looking, with a kind of explosive power full of power, and the lines on the back were so durable, hard and solid, like a well-carved white jade, people couldn't help but feel like they wanted to touch it......

Thinking of this, the octopus suddenly felt that her face was getting hot, and hurriedly turned her gaze away, but fortunately, Meng Fan had already covered the quilt, and she muttered in her heart: "...... Not...... I was ...... just now. Appreciate a man's body?"

Embarrassed, she secretly took a sip, hurriedly closed the door, did not dare to go to the bed, but went straight into the bathroom, the light was on, standing in front of the washstand, began to turn on the faucet to flush her face, touched the running water, it was also hot, and couldn't help muttering: "...... No wonder Zhang Sanlao wants to drive a luxury car and live in a villa...... Hot water at night......"

Holding the hot water on his face, he lowered his head and washed it, the green silk on his sideburns was stained with water, and he stuck it on his little face, and the hot water began to rise with a faint mist...... She washed her face, slowly raised her head, and looked into the mirror in front of her......

Meng Fan was lying on the bed, looking at the direction of the bathroom, a little curious, what kind of face did this girl wash inexplicably, just thinking about it, but suddenly saw the octopus running out of the bathroom with a wet face, pointing behind him and shouting: "The mirror...... There are quirky ......" (to be continued.) (To be continued.) )