"So, this time you will be paid a thousand more?" Chen Tianyou, a miser, was not willing to make more concessions. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Chu Chu knew his style very well and felt that this should be his limit, so he could only agree.

They decided to go back to Lei Zongxiang after lunch to see if the "thing" was still there.

"Demons and monsters don't come out during the day, do they?" Chuxin was a little worried.

"Don't you hit ghosts a lot? All at night? Not necessarily, right? Chen Tianyou disagreed.

"I can't remember exactly, but isn't it all played like this in TV dramas?"

Ai Hongshi almost rolled his eyes again: "You still see too few ghosts." The notion that ghosts only appear at night is not true. 'Suspicion begets darkness' is your usual saying, but they are not easy to spot during the day. Do you think every tragedy will give you a poignant piece of music? The sad clutch of life often unexpectedly staged! ”

His sudden emotion made the original heart a little unaccustomed, isn't this Ai Hongshi always playing the world and enjoying it? It seems that there must be an unspeakable past behind him.

The three of them returned to the hostel, and Lei Qingsong was methodical and helping a boy check in.

After he sent the man, he invited Chen and the others to sit down, poured them tea, and said, "My father went out to buy vegetables, and he will be back in a while." ”

"How old are you?" Chen Tianyou didn't have a head and a brain.

"Twenty-three." Lei Qingsong replied truthfully.

Among today's young people, Lei Qingsong is quite calm.

"You're inheriting the family business?" Chen Tianyou asked very vaguely.

"That's a nice thing to say. I haven't been in good health since I was a child, and my parents wanted to keep me with me after graduating from college, so I had to stay here to help. Lei Qingsong's tone was very flat.

"Isn't that a waste?" Ai Hongshi is still open-mouthed.

"It's not wasteful, it's not wasteful, I'm just learning a useless and unpopular major, and it's more difficult to find a job. It's good now, when I don't live much, I can write and read books, and I can barely get by. "There aren't many men like him anymore.

They couldn't ask more, so they asked to go upstairs again.

At the mention of this, Lei Qingsong's face changed suddenly.

"Yes...... But shall I go up first? He didn't wait for them to react, and went upstairs as soon as he smoked.

Yan Chuxin and the three of them were all a little confused, and while waiting, they heard the sound of "ping pong" from upstairs.

After about ten minutes, Lei Qingsong went downstairs, his face flushed, and he seemed to be more excited.

Chu Chu didn't dare to ask more, so he broke up with them and went up the stairs alone. It was noon at this time, and the corridor in the attic was very stuffy, but as soon as he approached the door, he felt that there was a cool air coming, could it be that Lei Qingsong came up just now just to turn on the air conditioner?

She opened the door with the key, and the sight before her confused her even more. It stands to reason that this south-facing window should have a very strong heat transfer without obstruction, but at this time, the whole room seems to be completely separated from the poisonous sunlight outside the window, and it is shrouded in a layer of silver light, which is very cool. Chuxin checked the air conditioner, and there was no sign of turning it on.

She waited for a moment, but the strange crash sound from last night didn't appear. She rushed to the bathroom, there was no sound of water dripping, everything was so normal, as if what she had experienced last night was nothing more than a dream.

She was a little distracted, and walked back to the bedroom blankly, and was about to go downstairs when she caught a glimpse of something on the bed!

Her neck froze a little, and she turned her head very slowly, her heart almost beating out of her chest, and a cold sweat broke out behind her.

At last, she made eye contact with the thing: a little girl of seventeen or eighteen was sitting on the bed and smiling at him. The little girl's hairstyle is a little strange, at first glance it looks like a Mickey Mouse with relatively flat ears, just like one of the looks of Zhao Yazhi's version of the White Lady. The face is a little square, but it is not abrupt when matched with facial features. The color of her skin is also strange, white is white, but the white is blue, with a slight silver luster. If you look closely, this girl is definitely not human.

She was very lively, sitting on the edge of the bed, her two slender legs dangling and shaking, and from time to time she let out a laugh like a silver bell.

"You...... Shouldn't it be human? Chuxin felt like he had asked a stupid question.

"What do you say?" Her voice is very crisp, but not contrived.

"Uh...... So who are, what? "The original intention is to ask as subtle as possible.

But she gave another answer that made Chuxin vomit blood: "Guess what? ”

Chuxin couldn't cry or laugh, so he lowered his face and said, "I don't guess." You were the one who wanted to hurt me yesterday, right? ”

"What are you doing so fiercely? I didn't want to hurt you, I was just joking with you, and just as I wanted to talk to you, someone came downstairs. She looked aggrieved.

"Say it! What are you? Where did it come from? Why did you stay here? ”

"So much? I've forgotten the problem...... She muttered, but seeing that Chuxin had no intention of letting her go, she had to answer obediently: "My name is 艼艼, and I am a monster turned into a silver ingot." ”

The original heart suddenly realized that her appearance is indeed like an ingot! The original intention can't help but open up the brain, isn't this exactly "money is wrong"?

"Hey! What are you thinking? She put her whole face in front of Chuxin, and scared her enough.

Chuxin came back to his senses and continued to ask, "Then how did you get here?" ”

艼艼 fell into deep thought.

In the twentieth year of Daoguang of the Qing Dynasty, the year was the year of Gengzi, which was in the late period of the Manchu Dynasty. But in small places, war is still a distant concept.

In order to commend the manager Lei Lutai's performance in the first ticket number, "Rishengchang" built Lei Lutai's memorial hall in the general number, which was his 70th birthday.

The moment she opened her eyes, she was attracted by the bright objects around her, and later she knew that these things were called gold, silver, jade, antique silk, including herself, and it was also a silver ingot given to Lei Lutai by others.

She is different from those monsters who have cultivated for hundreds of years and thousands of years, she has no memory of what happened before she woke up, and she is like a blank sheet of paper for this world.

But she is strange after all, and there are some spells that she can't control. She was very envious of the dress of the maids in the room, looked at the clothes in the gift, and after a moment of silence in her heart, she became a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl dressed beautifully.

She walked around in the backyard, which surprised the little maids in the house, which lady was running around, but fortunately, there were so many people on this day, and everyone didn't have time to investigate her whereabouts.

On this day, the Lei Mansion was very lively, and I felt that there were a lot of things to see and play. She was very curious when she saw the servants in the kitchen secretly taking snacks to eat, and took a small pastry while they were not paying attention.

She took the pastry in her hand, pondered it, and was about to put it in her mouth when a hand suddenly fell on her shoulder.