This time, Wenwen didn't cheat and agreed to go home.

She asked the bodyguard to come upstairs to pick her up, and instructed him and Ling Feng to protect herself one after the other before daring to enter the elevator, and after entering the elevator, she was still looking around nervously.

Ling Feng sent Wenwen back in the car, cleaned up the house, packed up, and went to bed early.

He called Aunt Zhang and told her that he was going out, asked her to come over every once in a while to dust the room and breathe it, and reminded her that once there was news of the wind spirit, she would notify herself as soon as possible.

"Okay." Aunt Zhang agreed.

"I'm quite far away from you, it's too troublesome for you to come over to clean up for me every day, don't do this in the future." He thanked him in passing.

"I didn't wow, I haven't been there since you got well."

"What? Oh, that's fine. He hung up the phone, his eyes looking puzzled.

It's not Aunt Zhang, so who will help clean up the house for herself? Wind Spirit? Impossible.

Is it really like Wenwen said, there are ghosts?

There are no ghosts in the world! He shook his head and tried to make a call from the wind spirit again, but it was still turned off.

Xin'er, good night, I'll look for you tomorrow, and I'll definitely get you back.

He prayed as he closed his eyes, turned off his bedside lamp, and drifted off to sleep.

A line of blue particles emerged from the chest of drawers, turned into a maiden, and crept into his bed

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As soon as it was dawn, Ling Feng woke up, and he only took a trolley suitcase to put some change of clothes and the like.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw a bright light shining through, he hurriedly blocked his eyes with his hand, and the lever of the suitcase trembled in his other hand, and at the same time a desolate voice came out: "Go home, go home quickly, I want to go home!" ”

He looked down, and the sound came from a small suitcase, how could this 50-centimeter box hold a person?

He looked at the source of the glare and saw a mirror hanging from the end of the hallway.

The mirror was odd, oval-shaped, with an ancient rattan handle, and a serpentine wrapped around it.

Its light was cold and intense, like lightning, and there was a constant moan coming from the box, as if it was in excruciating pain.

"Who are you? Why is it in my box? Ling Feng asked sternly.

"Please go home, I will go home and tell you, please, I am a good person, I have not harmed anyone." The voice in the box pleaded, it was a girl's voice, very poignant.

"What the hell are you?" Ling Feng suddenly remembered how Wenwen was frightened last night, could it be that there was really a ghost in his house? The ghost is in his chest now?

"I'm not a ghost, I haven't hurt anyone, I've never hurt you, please take me home, I'll make it clear to you, please save me." The voice continued to plead.

Ling Feng remembered that his home was inexplicably cleaned up every day, could it be that this ghost did it?

She really didn't hurt herself, so let's figure out her situation first.

He turned around and tried to drag the box back, but he couldn't drag it at all, and it looked like it was fixed on the ground.

"The box is too heavy for me to drag." Ling Feng explained.

"There's a money sword on top of the door frame, you take it off, wrap it in your clothes, throw it away, and you can drag it." The girl explained.

Ling Feng raised his head, and there was indeed a "money sword" handmade of copper coin red thread hanging on his door frame, the sword was straight towards the box, glowing with golden light, trembling in the air, as if he was fighting with someone.

He used his hand to take the money sword, but the sword did not move, although it was suspended in the air, but it was fixed.

He took off his coat and held the money sword with a sword, which fell down in one fell swoop.

He wrapped his coat tightly and lowered it into the stairwell, closing the staircase partition door.

Now the box can be dragged around.

He dragged the box home and closed the door. ( Emperor Shao marries to: hidden wife, kissing!) Mobile Reading .com )