Song Moyu found out about this, and praising her for cooking delicious food would make her happier than praising her for being beautiful.

Even if it's just a simple purse noodle, it has a taste of home.

The atmosphere of the meal is infinitely beautiful and warm.

After eating, the two sat on the sofa together and watched TV.

Song Moyu didn't even ask what happened last night, and she didn't want to hear it at all.

But Yin Ruoxian took the initiative to explain; "Guess who I saw at the buffet last night?".

Song Moyu's good mood instantly wilted.

opened a bag of potato chips, and asked without emotion; "Who's it seeing?".

Yin Ruoxian sighed; "Sima is like the wind".

Song Moyu didn't answer.

Yin Ruo is idle and takes care of himself; "And his girlfriend".

Song Moyu asked emotionlessly; "And then? Does he recognize you? ”。

Yin Ruoxian nodded and said; "Yes".

Song Moyu smiled self-deprecatingly and asked; "And then?".

Yin Ruoxian took the pillow next to him and hugged it, he didn't have the heart to watch TV at all, and said; "Naturally, I ran away!".

Song Moyu's face instantly looked better, he watched the first half yesterday, but he didn't watch the back at all.

Yin Ruoxian immediately took out the pillow in his arms, looked at him through gritted teeth, and said; "Aren't you curious about the back?".

Song Moyu nodded, like a good baby, with big clear eyes, looking at her with curiosity and asking; "What about the back?".

In an instant, his eyes darkened, and Yin Ruoxian's pillow smashed directly on his head.

Because it was too sudden, or because the pillow was too heavy, he collapsed directly on the sofa.

Just once, where does she feel relieved?

She's been waiting at the door all night!

Although she is already a ghost, she is not afraid of ghosts.

But it's a female ghost, and I'm still very scared, okay!

Although it is said that her body is not afraid of the cold.

But there are still dewdrops in the early morning, and it's cold!

Although he said that he gave a piece of the key to himself.

But I forgot to bring it, because he usually opens the door, so it's all to blame him!

Yes, it's all his fault.

Although she fights very seriously, her strength is so small, and with the soft pillow, how much pain can it be?

He smiled happily and watched her make a fuss.

How can there be such a cute female ghost as her in the world?

Yin Ruoxian, who was tired, crossed his hands on his waist, pretending to be fierce; "Do you know it's wrong?".

Song Moyu smiled and nodded repeatedly; "Well, I know it's wrong."

Yin Ruoxian continued to ask with satisfaction; "What went wrong?".

Song Moyu smiled honestly; "You shouldn't be home that late".

Yin Ruoxian replied proudly; "Well, don't leave me in the future."

Song Moyu coughed and said weakly; "It seems that you abandoned me, I waited at the buffet until it closed!".

The smile on the corner of Yin Ruoxian's mouth began to converge at the speed of the naked eye.

sneered; "Eh, are you stupid and won't go to me if you don't see me?".

Song Moyu nodded; "I looked for it, but I was afraid that you would come back, so I didn't dare to leave!".

This sentence hit the softest place in her heart, and there was a trace of emotion and palpitations in her smiling eyes.

He had no idea that his casual remark would cause such a stir for her.

If I had known it, I would have said it a long time ago.

Yin Ruoxian couldn't look directly into his slightly aggrieved eyes, and deliberately ignored the inexplicable throbbing in his heart; "I'm going to wash some grapes".

Song Moyu was faster, and bounced directly off the sofa; "I'll wash it, it's your favorite cartoon".

The cute younger sister on the TV is chatting with her sister with her head up.

Yin Ruoxian really likes to watch this cartoon the most, but she never said it, and he noticed it.

Song Moyu hummed a song and washed the fruit.

He used to be a cold person, but now he is completely led astray by her, and he hums when he is in a good mood.

Just as she was watching him lose her sight, the phone next to her vibrate.

Yin Ruoxian took his mobile phone and went to the kitchen to find him.

"Song Moyu, your phone is ringing."

Song Moyu put down the grapes in his hand and went to the balcony to pick them up.

Yin Ruoxian continued to wash the remaining grapes, and it was the first time he saw his mobile phone ring after living together for so long, which was a bit strange.

He came in as soon as she had finished washing, reached out and took the plate in her hand, and said; "I had a colleague who had a tricky little guy and wanted me to help."

Yin Ruoxian took the initiative to ask for help; "Do you want me to help you?"

Song Moyu shook his head with a smile and said; "I'll look for you when I can't figure it out!".

Yin Ruoxian nodded while eating grapes and said; "Okay, but I should be back to my soul state tomorrow."

Song Moyu hurriedly asked; "Are you going to leave then?".

Yin Ruoxian nodded and said; "Well, I'm going to patrol my territory!".

Song Moyu was amused by her words.

Yin Ruoxian also laughed; "Isn't it domineering!".

Song Moyu nodded with a smile and said; "Well, it's very domineering, but I won't be able to find you then, right!".

Yin Ruoxian suddenly thought of something, turned his head and swallowed the big grape and said; "You put your right hand out."

Song Moyu did so.

The plot in the TV series came, Yin Ruoxian took the fruit knife on the table and drew it on his index finger, but the strange thing was that the blood did not overflow, but only a light layer of red.

Yin Ruoxian used his broken index finger to draw a strange figure on his right hand, and disappeared after drawing.

"This is the talisman I drew for you with my essence blood, I will sense it when I encounter danger, and then come to save you as soon as possible."

Song Moyu said happily; "Then my life will be handed over to you".

Yin Ruoxian immediately got up seriously and said; "Well, I'll protect you."

Song Moyu's eyes were shining with a small light, too dazzling.

She had to hold her heart pounding with "poof, poof" and look away.

Song Moyu took advantage of her good mood and made a request; "Is there a tool we can use to contact each other?"

Yin Ruoxian looked at him and felt that what he said was too reasonable, otherwise she wouldn't have slept at the door all night yesterday.

Song Moyu said with a weak heart; "It's just that I'm afraid that I sometimes encounter some powerful ghosts and can't deal with them."

Yin Ruoxian shook his head apologetically and said; "Nope".

Song Moyu sighed, just wanted to say; When it doesn't matter, Yin Ruoxian said; "When I go back, ask Lord Sanjin, he's so powerful, I'm sure he knows."

Song Moyu couldn't help but say; "You're so nice".

Yin Ruoxian said proudly; "That's right, I'm a ghost of gratitude."

Song Moyu said with a doting smile; "Yes, fortunately, I promised to help you at the beginning, and I found a big backer."

Yin Ruoxian's tail was smoothed out, and he felt that he was not only good-looking, but also had a particularly sweet mouth, and he spoke well!

Song Moyu packed some necessary equipment to fight ghosts and went out, in fact, he didn't want to go out at all, how good it would be to accompany her at home, and she would leave tomorrow.

But when the Ghost Hunting Association joined, he swore that he must treat his colleagues in the association as brothers and be like a family.

Yin Ruo was bored watching TV at home, and before he thought it was full of good, not too big or too small, but at this time he felt a little empty.

That night she watched TV all night, staring at the door from time to time and listening to the sound of cars outside the window.

The next day, after sleeping on the sofa, I found myself in a ghost state, and it turned out that the time of the week was up.

To be honest, in fact, the ghost state is quite comfortable and free, and it can float wherever it wants, and it is not tired at all and fast.

After wandering around the house for a long time, it was too boring, so she decided to go and see what Sima Rufeng, a scumbag, was doing!

The soul was in good shape, and it floated directly into his room, but he was not at home.

As soon as I entered from the window, I saw a very conspicuous photo of myself on the wall, wearing a white courtesy, which should be a photo of myself as the host of the freshman party, but it was a little blurry because of the distance.

On the bedside table is still an intimate photo of them, and even the first shirt he gave him still hangs on the wall.

Yin Ruoxian sat quietly on his bed in a daze.

If he hadn't witnessed him and that girl hugging intimately at the beach that day, maybe he would have been kept in the dark and thought he still loved him!

But if he doesn't love himself anymore, why do he keep these things?

Could it be that you want to keep it to ward off evil spirits???

Suddenly, I heard a voice downstairs and floated down.

Sima Weiwei came back, still holding an almond-colored book in her hand, which was a little familiar.

Sima Weiwei threw the bag away, took off her high heels, sat on the sofa with a big grin, and shouted; "Auntie, pour me a cup of milk tea."

The aunt delivered milk tea very quickly and peeled the fruit.

Yin Ruoxian has always wanted to find a chance to flip through her diary, but she is afraid of scaring her.

After all, she came hysterically, it was scary.

Sima Weiwei held milk tea in one hand, and flipped through the diary casually with the other.

His eyes were full of sarcasm and disdain; "The fox spirit in the countryside has never seen the world, and my brother was moved to cry when he gave 99 roses."

Yin Ruoxian was sure that it was his own diary, and there was no doubt about it.

How could her diary end up in her hands?

It should be that the landlord asked Sima Rufeng to pack up her belongings, and then she took them secretly.

I really want to scare her and get the diary back.

But to be a ghost king, lead by example!

Sima Rufeng is really a big scumbag, he says he loves himself, but he can't even keep any of his own things!

Sima Weiwei was looking at the diary and was looking at it energetically, when suddenly a gust of wind blew in from the window, and the diary was flipped up and finally closed.

"Jingle Bell~".

Sima Weiwei answered the phone while closing the window; "Shallow, how's that? Did my brother take it? Suddenly someone who looks like the dead man came? Cut, don't you usually say that you are very powerful? It's no fun to use this kind of excuse, I've already stolen the diary, I'll send it to you at night, and if I can't get you, don't boast about the man who didn't have you to handle it in the future."

"Well, of course I'm very good, and I still thought of the first encounter at the beach! Don't feel unlucky, although my brother mistook you for her at the beach, but I know you anyway, right? Yes, my brother is super single-minded, if you become my sister-in-law in the future, I will be happy to kill you every night! ”。

Yin Ruoxian covered the diary and left, not staying at all to listen to her mouth.

If you stay a little longer, you might be able to hear the truth.

Song Moyu originally thought that this mission could be completed in one night at most, after all, his colleagues were also very powerful, but he didn't expect to meet a super powerful ghost, which trapped them for seven days.

In the end, it was only resolved by asking the president to come out.

The president looked at them running wolf, and laughed and teased; "Song Moyu, don't you have a friend who is a master? Why don't you ask him for help? ”。

Song Moyu glanced at his colleague weakly, he just said that it was a bit tricky, and the two of them could quickly get it done together.

After all, they are the leaders of the younger generation of the association.

The colleague said with some embarrassment; "It's me who underestimated their strength, I thought it was just three brothers, but I didn't expect that the big ghost behind the scenes was a pregnant woman who was ten months pregnant."

It's good that they are lucky to be this kind of low-level mistake, otherwise it would not be unjust to be planted on this fate.

After the chairman sent his colleagues home first, he followed him to Song Moyu's house.

After Song Moyu finished washing, he saw that the president was still staring at him, and he understood in his heart, and sat on the sofa and wiped his hair quietly.

The president asked; "What level is that expert friend of yours?".

Song Moyu hesitated, do you want to say the level of the ghost king?

The president looked at him hesitantly and did not force him, and said with a smile; "It's okay, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, it's your own creation, but I'm here to remind you."

Song Moyu sat neatly, looking attentive.

The president likes his simple appearance, and his heart is pure, no wonder he cultivates so high at a young age.

"No matter how good they are, they are people of two worlds with us, keep a distance, and don't trust them all."

Song Moyu opened her mouth, but still chose to shut up.

The president knew he was not listening, and he continued; "I've been in this industry for forty years, and the first disciple I brought with me was about the same age as when you first joined the association, and I was very similar to you, because I received the favor of a certain ghost, so I entered this industry."

Song Moyu listened very seriously, he just wanted to find her when he entered this industry.

There will be a way for the president; "He was very smart and hardworking, and he was very talented, and with the help of his ghost friends, he was soon at the top of the pyramid of this circle. But one day, his ghost friend suddenly disappeared, and he searched for a long time to find out that he had been caught by a ghost hunter and his soul was gone."

"He suddenly went crazy, and united all the little ghosts to force the ghost hunter to commit suicide, and everyone thought he was crazy at the time, but later I learned that he and his ghost friends occasionally changed souls."

Song Moyu was shocked; "Could it be that the soul that died is your disciple?"

The president took a sip of tea and nodded; "Well, at that time, he killed many brothers in the association in order to keep his secret."

When the president saw that he did not speak, he broke the astonishing news; "Some imps will borrow people's fortune and lifespan, and it's always right to be careful."

Until after the president left, Song Moyu was still in a daze.

Can ghosts borrow a person's fortune and lifespan?

Yin Ruoxian was patrolling her territory everywhere, when suddenly a gust of wind blew beside her, and a cold voice sounded: "Come back."

Yin Ruoxian didn't dare to stay at all, and immediately returned to the Bodhi tree, and the mountain god suddenly looked for something to do?

But she floated back in half an hour, and the good thing about being a ghost is that even if she is exhausted and half dead, she will not be as tired as a dead dog.

When Ke Rui saw her coming, he took a jade pendant from the table and handed it to her: "The president of the Yang Ghost Hunting Association in this area has caught a powerful ghost fetus, and I can't help you take her to black and white impermanence where to get the reward."

Yin Ruoxian immediately took over Ying and said, "Yes, Lord Mountain God."

Ke Rui saw that she hadn't left yet, and asked suspiciously, "Don't go yet?" ”。

Yin Ruoxian said helplessly: "How can I find the president of the Ghost Hunting Association?" ”。

The mountain god patted his head, and he forgot about it.

He took out an extremely unpretentious mobile phone from the drawer and handed it to her, saying, "You can use this to contact him."

Yin Ruoxian hurriedly completed the task that Lord Mountain God had completed for the first time.

Out of the Bodhi tree, Yin Ruoxian opened his mobile phone and flipped through the address book.

Well, it's very complete, not only the president of the association but also the black and white impermanent.

"Hello, President, I'm the newly appointed ghost god Yin Ruoxian."

"Hello, hello, Lord Ghost King, I am Li Zhiqi, the president of this Ghost Hunting Association, you can call me Xiao Li in the future, you must not be polite to me, you are there now, I will send it to you", the tone was polite and flattering.

"Where are you?".

"I'm at No. XX Chabei Road".

"Then you go directly to No. 53 Chabei Road and wait for me!".

"Eh, eh, okay, don't worry, I have time."

"Okay", he hung up the phone with a snap.

The chairman who hung up the phone said to himself: "Eh, this ghost king is actually still a female ghost, it's amazing, Lord Ke Rui's eyes are particularly vicious...... The ghost king's name is Yin Ruoxian, his name is also good, and the person is very good, he knows that I am on Chabei Road, so he came here to find me directly."

As soon as he started the car, he reacted: "Sleep, grass, isn't 53 Chabei Road Song Moyu's home?" ”。

Song Moyu was still in a daze, when she suddenly heard the doorbell ringing.

When he opened the door, he found that it was the president who had gone and returned, and asked suspiciously, "President, is there anything else?" ”。

The president was even more puzzled, he didn't make a mistake.

So he asked, "Do you know a female ghost named Yin Ruoxian?" ”。

Song Moyu was startled, remembering his serious appearance before leaving, she instinctively felt that she couldn't be exposed, otherwise it would cause her trouble!

So he immediately shook his head and put aside the relationship: "I don't know."

The president noticed his small movements, raised his eyebrows and smiled: "I swore an oath when I joined the association, and I can't hide the members of the association from this kind of thing."

Song Moyu avoided the important and asked lightly: "President, why did you suddenly ask her what she was doing?" ”。

The president is an old man, what can't he understand, it seems that he really knows and has a lot of relationships.

Teasing and laughing: "It doesn't mean anything else, it's just that I'm curious about her and want to know more."

Song Moyu asked vigilantly, "Why do you want to know her?" ”。

The president sneered and said, "I'm the president of the Ghost Hunting Association, why do you think I want to know her?" ”。