"Feng Xiaoniuer, laugh at it, just think of a way to make money. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ji Anquan was still worried about the problem of money when Feng Ting was worried, so he had to comfort him.

Unexpectedly, the interaction between the two of them was another matter in the eyes of others.

"You said that you are a young man, you eat noodles for yourself, and you don't order a bowl for your girlfriend, it's really unintimate. How do you make your girlfriend happy? The owner of this stall said a word when he was collecting the dishes, and deliberately stood still, wanting Ji An to order another bowl of noodles.

Ji An and Feng Ting's eyes widened at the same time, and they asked in unison, "Can you see me (her)?" ”

The people in this space can't see Feng Ting without a body, they have long been sure of this, some people don't see Feng Ting, and they will pass directly through her "body" when walking.

The current Feng Ting is no different from the so-called "ghost" in the movie - if I have to say, she is still a "waste ghost" with no function.

Could this boss be the legendary yin and yang eyes?

The little boss obviously couldn't understand the rich and changeable expressions on the faces of the two young people, he just smiled as a matter of course: "The little girl is not a transparent person, how can I not see it?" ”

It seems that the stall owner really thinks that Feng Ting is an ordinary person......

Ji An took a closer look: this boss emitted a gray light, which meant that his family had just done white things, and his personal energy field was very weak.

is the same as the principle of "the moon and stars are rare", when the energy of a person's own magnetic field is strong, he can't feel the weak ability field like Feng Ting at all, but if his energy field becomes weak, it is very likely that he will perceive residual energy that is almost as weak as him.

Therefore, many people say that people with bad luck will "hit ghosts" - this statement is not groundless, after all, the so-called "ghosts" are nothing more than a residual energy.

Ji An lowered his head and licked his lips, rolling his eyes, he thought of a way to empty the glove white wolf.

"Boss, you're mistaken, she's not my girlfriend. In fact, I have had yin and yang eyes since I was a child, and I see that I have a fate with her, and I am planning to take her back to the temple to transcend, so that she can be reincarnated as soon as possible. Ji An opened his mouth and began to make up the story.

"Will it be cold?" Ji An pretended to be considerate and took off his clothes and draped them on Feng Ting's body - of course, the meaning of this action was actually just to let the stall owner see clearly how his clothes passed through Feng Ting's body and landed directly on the chair.

Jian just needs a move and a look. Feng Ting understood his plan, and she said cooperatively: "It's better to burn one for me, otherwise I won't be able to wear it." ”

The tone was faint, like a lonely wandering spirit.

"Ah, sorry, I forgot. It's okay, I'll burn another garment for you later. Ji An said to Feng Ting on the surface, but in fact, he was talking to the stall owner.

Sure enough, the stall owner was so frightened that he was like sifting chaff, he had seen this incredible scene, but he still deceived himself: "Don't joke...... I've never believed in these gods and ghosts, and I don't scare people...... You and you go quickly, I will not do your business. ”

The stall owner stepped back as he spoke, but he crashed into the only small employee of his stall, and he grabbed the employee's arm like the last straw that saved his life: "Can you see the girl in the white dress?" ...... sitting next to the boy"

The employee saw the frightened expression on the boss's face, as if he had been infected with a virus called fear, and his voice trembled: "Boss...... Don't scare me..... There's only one guy at this table......"

The stall owner's face turned pale, and when he found that Feng Ting was actually walking towards him, his legs suddenly became weak, and he squeaked like a chick: "Don't come here, don't come here, I haven't done anything......"

Feng Ting's expression was very calm at the moment, but no matter what her expression was, it was just as terrifying in the eyes of the stall owner.

Because she knew that acting skills were not important at all at this moment, Feng Ting hugged her body and shook twice: "Since you see it, can you give that young man a little money to buy clothes?" Although he is good, it is a pity that he is too poor to even have the money to buy a dress. ”

The stall owner was so frightened that he almost cried, and immediately took out all the money he earned today from his pocket: "Take it all, don't pester me, it's none of my business, I'm ........"

At the same time, the employees who had been holding their arms by the boss also looked around in fear: "Boss, who are you talking to?" Don't scare me, I'm a little cowardly......"

Seeing the stall owner's anxious and incoherent appearance, Ji An was a little unbearable.

Ji An took out a few hundred yuan from the pile of banknotes he took out, and said with some guilt: "I'm sorry, it's really an extraordinary time, I will definitely return the money to you after a while." ”

"You don't have to pay it back, you can go as far as you want, don't find me again." The stall owner waved his hand vigorously.

Most people always have an instinctive fear of the unknown, and even if Feng Ting did not appear with a green face and fangs, she looked like a demon in the eyes of the stall owner.

Feng Ting looked back at Ji An innocently, she really didn't know how to reduce her "shock index" so that the stall owner could calm down, otherwise it would be a sin to really scare people out of heart disease.

"Forget it, he doesn't listen now. Let's go first, he should calm down in a moment. Ji An motioned for Feng Ting to follow him.

"Boss, I borrowed a few hundred yuan from you, and I will definitely pay it back in a month. Also, your noodles are really delicious. Regardless of whether the stall owner listened or not, Ji An put down the ten yuan on the table and turned to leave, and Feng Ting followed closely behind.

Borrowing money is borrowing money, and the face money still has to be paid.

The stall owner hadn't come to his senses yet, but just looked at the back of the two people leaving in a trance-under the light of the street lamp, Ji An's shadow was pulled on the ground for a long time, but it was obviously two people walking, but there was only a black shadow.

He was so frightened that he pinched the hands of the little employees on the side.

The wind blew slowly, bringing in the whispers of others, and the stall owner who had returned to his senses heard the girl, no, it should be said that the female ghost asked the boy softly: "Hey, why do I think we are a bit like a robbery?" ”

"No, no one will pay back the money that was robbed, but we will pay it back, so this is borrowed money." The boy said justifiably.

"Can you buy a camera for a few hundred dollars?" The "female ghost" asked again.

"If you buy a second-hand one, you can't be too many, it's not good to really force honest people to be anxious." The boy lazily responded.

Do female ghosts still want to buy cameras? Could it be that girls can't give up their preference for selfies even after they die? The stall owner suddenly felt that this female ghost was quite "popular", and he was afraid to go for most of it.

"Laugh at it, isn't it nice now? Let's go home and sleep first, and then go buy a camera early tomorrow morning. The boy said again.

Hearing this, the female ghost spun around with a light step, and the light and flowing skirt also moved......

If you abandon the prejudice against the non-human species of "female ghosts", the stall owner thinks that this little female ghost with big eyes is actually quite cute, at least not as realistic as a living secular woman, and is willing to follow such a destitute young man.

Go home and get some sleep? Didn't you just say that you would go to the temple? This yin and yang eyes can really play..... The stall owner wanted to get into trouble, and unconsciously left his original panic behind.

Of course, Ji An didn't know that others had written a script for him that "people and ghosts are not over", so he just went home with a few hundred yuan contentedly.

With the money in his pocket, he had the joy that a serf was about to turn over and become a master.