At noon, Fang Mo went out to buy some daily necessities, bought some incense, candles, and paper money, and finally brought some delicious things back to the house.

"Now we have money, this roast duck, give you one, and then I'll have one here..." Fang Mo took the roast duck, and by the way, he enshrined a small tablet in front of him, and he put it up one after another.

In the end, after lighting a piece of yellow paper, Ye Tingcheng, who was standing on the side, had a lot more food in his hands.

"Hahaha, you're so happy, you found a husband who knows Taoism, otherwise, you can only smell the food at most." Fang Mohaha laughed, looking at the roast duck leg in Ye Qingcheng's hand, and felt proud.

Ordinary ghosts, even if they come across their favorite food, can only smell it, although the taste may not be much worse.

However, it is still much worse than eating it yourself.

But Fang Mo is different, he can pass a lot of things to Ye Tingcheng through the Dao technique, which invisibly makes it a lot more convenient for her.

"Fang Mo, let me tell you, don't burn some shameful panties for me next time, panic!" Ye Chengcheng took the duck leg, took a bite, and stared at the tribute for a long time, as if he had just thought of something.

Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and hurriedly ate to cover up.

Usually he likes to visit some very yellow and healthy websites, and the women he sees in them are dressed in a revealing way, in order to be able to feast his eyes up close.

Therefore, he secretly bought a lot of "underwear" online, and then relied on his Taoist skills to burn those things to Ye Tingcheng, admiring the touch of style when he wore them.

"Why did you remind her of it again?" Fang Mo lowered his head to eat, using this to hide his embarrassment.

After Ye Chengcheng said a word, he stopped talking, but looked in the direction of the bedroom, smiling.

Small two, very sweet.

But if this scene was seen by Fang Mo's ancestral master, I don't know how he would feel, in order to resist the various spells developed by the evil ghosts, he was actually used to make love with his daughter-in-law, if it was really known by the ancestral master.

Fear...

A series of lightning strikes is absolutely indispensable.

Even if this is still light, it is not impossible to take away the luck on him directly, so that he will become a person full of disasters from now on...

"Wife, how did you say that evil spirit in the bedroom was formed?"

After eating, after Fang Mo cleaned up for a while, he walked to the bedroom door, pulled the door, and was about to open it, turning around and asking Ye Chengcheng a question: "Why, there are such strange evil spirits in the world?" ”

Carla!

The door slammed open.

Then Fang Mo, who had yin and yang eyes, saw that disgusting thing with just a glance, waving his tentacles around, as if looking for something, or rather, looking for Yang Ke who had been let go by Fang Mo.

"Smack!" Fang Mo directly closed the door and said to Ye Chengcheng, who was standing beside him: "I just finished eating, this product is too disgusting, let's talk about it later, come here, let's watch TV for a while." ”

Smack...

A human head fell round in front of him.

"What are you disgusting? I felt that this evil spirit had no thought at all, as if it was being manipulated. It's just like me, so pitiful, sometimes, even my head can only fly around..."

As she spoke, "she" flew up and looked at Fang Mo with tears in her eyes: "You say, right, my master?" ”

Fang Mo, who had long been accustomed to this scene, held the head in his hands and said, "I don't have time to play games now, watch TV with me for a while, and, what do you mean by what you just said?" ”

He almost thought he had misheard, that thing was manipulated?

"I've never tried to manipulate you..."Fang Mo frowned, puzzled, "Could it be that you perceive something?" ”

Ye Tingcheng's head flew back with a whoosh, but because he turned his head when he left, his head pretended to be reversed: "What if you perceive it?" I just won't tell you! Huh! ”

As she spoke, she lifted her arms, plucked her head off, and spun around.

This scene, if it had been seen by ordinary people, would have been scared to death.

But Fang Mo has been tested for a long time, and he has long been not afraid, but has become accustomed to it, he walked over and said jokingly: "Isn't it that I didn't play games with you?" Let's get started..."

"Hey, hey, hey!" Ye Tingcheng immediately laughed, extremely gloomy.

If it weren't for her alluring face, I would be really scared.

In the room, one person and one ghost played around for a while, and finally Fang Mo sat on the sofa, turned on the TV tiredly, shook his head and said, "Enough is enough, wife, I really don't have the strength." ”

"It's really useless, as a man, I don't even have a little staying power!" Ye Chengcheng also sat on the side and spoke sneeringly.

Fang Moxin said, you just tease me.

What is staying power, I show it, can scare you to death!

But what kind of staying power is this? Take off with Taoism, and then chase a head? Whether he wants to live or not, he has to consume more than half of the true qi in his body every time, if he doesn't keep one hand, he also learns to pretend to be stupid.

Then the true qi in his body will be finished.

Flying, a fairy-like skill, but he can only hold on for two seconds at most, and after two seconds, he will become an ordinary person, and he will fall to the ground like a dead dog.

"Little steamed bun, I just probed it again and wanted to communicate with it, but I found that it couldn't." Ye Tingcheng sat on the side, and after the joke, she was still very serious.

Then she spoke, "Do you remember the sinister corpse we once encountered on the South Mountain? ”

"Of course I do!" Fang Mo nodded hurriedly, and said with some fear: "At that time, it was fortunate that the master arrived, otherwise, I would have really explained there." ”

His Dao skills are extraordinary, and there is no existence on Nanshan that can threaten him, but who would have thought that that thing, behind it, would be controlled by something.

Fortunately, his master knew his character, and found him in time to be high-spirited on Nanshan, and avoided a disaster for him, otherwise, how could he still be standing here?

I don't know what kind of lonely ghost I have become.

"Just remember, in my feelings, the evil spirit inside seems to be manipulated." Ye Chengcheng said solemnly: "But I don't know why, the person who controls it seems to be very weak, and he doesn't give me any sense of threat at all." ”

"Really?" Fang Mo was stunned for a moment, and then said, "That's good!" ”

You must know that the guy who controlled Nanshan at the beginning was terrifying, and his own strength was terrifying, even if it was his master, it took a lot of effort to repel the other party.

At that time, Ye Chengcheng felt that there was a sense of imminent dying.

And now, she can say such a thing, which shows that the evil spirit inside is not a climate at all.

"Haha, were you scared to pee your pants back then?" Ye Chengcheng suddenly opened his mouth and said with a smile: "I still remember, a certain child, at that time..."

Fang Mo hurriedly walked over, stopped watching the TV, covered her mouth and said, "Can we not mention this?" It's embarrassing, isn't it? ”

"Besides, I wasn't scared to pee my pants at that time, it was the master who asked my boy to pee!"

"Giggles..."Ye Qingcheng giggled and didn't say much.

Fang Mo felt the feeling in his hand, as if it was very good, so he gently covered it, covered it, until a head was pulled off by him...

"Again?"