After eating and drinking for a while, Jia Youbin said unhurriedly: "Brother, let me stay with you, okay?"

Only then did Jia Youwei notice the large backpack he placed on the chair next to him. At first, I thought that the other party went to the video game city to load it back and came back full of local loot.

Now, when he heard the other man say this, he was convinced that the bag must have contained the belongings that he valued so much. For a while, I didn't know if the other party belonged to the Victory Escape or something?

"Stay, it doesn't matter. You can stay with me for as long as you want. However, you have to get your aunt's permission first. Even if Jia Youwei knew that Jia Youbin was in his twenties and almost thirty years old, he was also a child who would never grow up in the eyes of his mother.

"You can rest assured that I've got my mother's full consent. If you don't believe me, you can call her now to make a confirmation.

Besides, didn't my mother let me learn from you? From now on, I will not only be inseparable from you, but I will also sleep with you. Jia Youbin deliberately squeezed his eyebrows and said happily.

"No, my sexuality is normal, it's not good for you. As for the guest rooms, you can choose whatever you want. "Jia Youwei has a lot of rooms here, so he doesn't miss one for the other party to live in.

On my aunt's side, as long as she doesn't call in person to ask if someone is here with her, then it must be that Jia Youbin is not lying. So, there's no need to call to confirm it yourself.

"Then I'll live on one floor with you and Qianqian. Jia Youbin said with joy.

A sneer appeared on Jia Youwei's face: "I'm kind enough to give you a heads-up." In the middle of the night, if you see a female ghost in red, a female ghost in white, and a female ghost in blue......

Or, if you hear a female ghost crying, you are woken up from your sleep by a female ghost, and you choke your neck or something, but don't scream, and don't run to my door because you're afraid. ”

"Brother, aren't you joking with me?" Jia Youbin's eyes couldn't help but look around here. He had a worried heart for fear of seeing something unclean.

He paused for a moment, and then continued: "Do you want to use this to scare me and drive me back to live? I can tell you, I am not afraid, I am sure to live with you." ”

"Are they scaring you? We'll find out when you settle in. Out of the corner of Jia Youwei's eyes, he looked at his daughter who was silent and behaved.

He didn't believe that Jia Qianqian would let her little uncle go. After all, she is the one who doesn't even let go of herself, who else will she let go?

"By the way, can I bring game consoles, comics, figurines or anything?" Jia Youbin couldn't help but have his own favorites.

"Absolutely, as long as you don't have to go through the hassle of moving around. Jia Youwei knew that the more silent his daughter was, the more she had ghost ideas in her stomach. If her guess is correct, I'm afraid she will give her little uncle a "big welcome" tonight.

Jia Youbin was timid, and he was still a little relieved, so he wanted to get comfort from his little niece and nephew: "Qianqian, your father won't tell you the truth, right?"

"Little uncle, don't listen to Lao Jia's nonsense. He's just trying to scare you so that you can go back to your aunt's place. We are all descendants of the Jia family.

Even if some people die in this house, they are still the ghosts of our Jia family. They are born as members of the Jia family, and dead as ghosts of the Jia family, and they will never harm us.

However, there were some nights when I did see something fluttering. Even, I clearly remember that there were many times when I chatted with my aunts and grandmothers who committed suicide. By the time I woke up, it was already dawn again.

I really can't tell if they are dreaming or whatever. Anyway, I think it's real, it's exactly the same.

However, you can rest assured, grandparents, grandparents, grandparents, and the ancestors of the Jia family will bless us. "Jia Qianqian has already begun to create and instill in Jia Youbin the preconceived idea that there are ghosts here.

Jia Youbin listened to the story of their father and daughter singing and talking, and the more he listened, the more terrible he became, and he began to gasp in his heart along with the conciseness. Even if she had seen Jia Qianqian's ghost story once, it didn't completely dispel the anxiety and fear in her heart

After all, listening to ghost stories in the middle of the day is one thing, and listening to ghost stories at night is another. In addition, people are in an old house that is more than 100 years old, so people have to think of the haunted scenes in a film and television drama.

According to the Chinese people's understanding of ghosts, ghosts will also find living people as stand-ins, so that they can be reincarnated.

"Brother, otherwise, I still don't want to live here with you?" Jia Youbin had already begun to retreat.

"Little uncle, why are you so cowardly, not even as good as my little girl? I have always lived here, isn't it also good?" Jia Qianqian would not let him go back to the house like this. Otherwise, I won't have anything to play tonight.

Jia Youbin stiffened his neck and said, "Who said I was scared? I stayed. I'd like to see what this ghost looks like?"

A sly smile flashed on Jia Qianqian's face. Her dark eyes rolled in her sockets, and she pretended to be very sincere and looked at her homeroom teacher and said, "Teacher Jane, you can live together tonight!"

"I didn't bring a nightgown and a change of clothes, so forget it. What's more, I am a person who knows the bed so much that I can't sleep without my own bed. Even if Jane knew in his heart that it was fake, he couldn't overcome the fear of ghosts in his heart.

Her refusal, although she took herself out, inadvertently caused more mental and psychological pressure on Jia Youbin, and invisibly helped Jia Qianqian to strengthen the haunted atmosphere.

In fact, Jia Youbin's courage is no less than conciseness. It's just that he has heard his mother say something about some suicide rumors in Jia's Mansion since he was a child.

For this reason, through Jia Qianqian's rendering, he recalled all the things in the past, and once again strengthened the statement that there are ghosts.

He doesn't want to, he doesn't need to be afraid, and the more he thinks about it, the more scared he becomes, and it's all about repeatedly mentally suggesting to himself. It's like standing on a high place and looking down, if you don't look at it, you'll be scared when you see it.

Jia Youbin couldn't help but pick up the red wine glass in front of him, and directly raised his head and drank the contents of the cup into his stomach. He had already begun to borrow wine to strengthen his courage.