After listening to the rumors in the neighborhood, I realized that this incident had alarmed the people who lived nearby, so I withdrew the "radio" that night, and that was it.

The next day, I saw the third-rate man wandering at my door, like a thief, poking his head in from time to time, not knowing what to peek at.

We can be regarded as growing up together, after all, the two families are separated by a wall.

When I was a child, we played together, but after Wang Xiaoming stole things and got sick, he never dared to step into our store again, and his relationship with me became increasingly estranged.

And his eight characters are lighter, and he is more prone to evil than ordinary people, so some of the "not peaceful" things that happened in our store have been noticed by him, which may be a unique condition, so that he has arranged the things he has experienced since childhood and can't understand them into a book, and serialized them on the Internet, and he has slowly become popular. After tasting the sweetness, he began to pay attention to our store all the time, hoping that there would be any new stories to draw on for him to continue to create.

This time, it's time to get the material again.

I walked over to him.

His first reaction when he saw me was to turn around and run, but as soon as he turned around, he stopped suddenly, turned to look at me, moved his face stiffly, and said hello to me: "Hi." ”

I smiled, already noticing that his feet were standing outside the threshold, and the greeting was a greeting, but he didn't have the courage to step over.

"Last night...... Why didn't I listen to you put the scriptures last night? Wang Xiaoming asked.

I said, "Some people have reported that singing in the middle of the night is too noisy, and I am afraid that it will affect your sleep, so I will not do that." ”

Wang Xiaoming opened the door and said to me sadly: "Last night, I dreamed of 'her' again. ”

"Who?"

"The one who comes to you every night."

"Who?"

Wang Xiaoming was anxious and said, "The female ghost who cries at your door every night!" ”

I said calmly: "You think too much, there are no ghosts in this world." ”

"You've been pretending to be with me for more than ten years, are you tired?" Wang Xiaoming rolled his eyes.

I said, "You have an occupational disease, it's time to take medicine!" ”

Wang Xiaoming waved his hand: "I'm not sick!" Me, I've dreamed of 'her' every day since you sent me home that night. ”

"Aha?" I raised an eyebrow.

Wang Xiaoming said distressedly: "Wu Shen, she has been pestering me, this is not a solution!" Can't you just find a way to help me get rid of her? I think she's weird and pitiful, I really can't bear it, someone has to help her! Last night, I dreamed of her again, she cried so much in my dream that it was a sincere love, as an honest and kind person, I felt that I had to do it! ”

I was amused: "What did 'she' say to you in her dream?" ”

Wang Xiaoming said affectionately: "She said that her head was cut off by the wicked and hidden, and she became a ghost, because she had no head, she often hit the wall, and her chest was flat." ”

"Poof!" I endure!

Wang Xiao understood me at a glance, and continued to tell affectionately: "But! Still can't find her head! For the sake of her breasts, she had to get her head back. But no head means no eyes, and without eyes, she doesn't know how to find them. 500 years of hard work......"

"Wait, how many years?" I was stunned for a moment.

"Five hundred years!" Wang Xiao understood me and continued: "After five hundred years of hard work, I finally met you. You took pity on her, so you helped her get her head back and put it back on. When her head grew back on her neck, she blinked and found that she was standing in front of a handsome guy who thought she was better than Pan An! So the spring heart rippled, and he fell in love with this handsome guy who looked better than Pan An. However, the handsome man told her that people and ghosts have different paths, and feelings cannot be discussed, so he rejected her fiercely and closed the door to her. She had no choice but to cry at the door of the handsome man every night, begging him to come out and see her. But I didn't expect that handsome guy to be such a ruthless person! No matter how much she cried, how sad she cried, the tears turned into blood, and he still didn't go out! ”

This time, it was he who stopped.

I saw that he was almost finished, so I kindly reminded him: "My shop is open 24 hours a day and never closes." ”

"Ahem!" Wang Xiaoming's face turned red, and his eyes turned wildly a few times, and then he found a reason to say: "That's ...... It's just that you use other methods to keep her from coming in! ”

I asked: "Wang Xiaoming, you are a supernatural author, not a romance author, why are you a strong romance every time you come to tell me a ghost story?" ”

Wang Xiaoming: "Ahem! Now people like this, and the people who read my books are all male readers, and they like YY to have beautiful female ghosts fall in love with them...... Bah! What a ghost story! I really dreamed of it! And every night I repeat the same dream, exactly the same! It's definitely not a coincidence, it's that ghost sister who gave me a dream. “

"Five hundred years, still a ghost sister?"

"Sister Ghost!" Wang Xiaoming was impatient and said, "Don't say so much, Wu Shen, just give me a reply!" Do you like that ghost sister or not? You tell me the truth, so I can go and talk back to that ghost sister. If you like her, I will wish you a hundred years of happiness; If you don't like her, if I reply to her, she can go to reincarnation, and no one will delay anyone. ”

I said seriously, "I like her." ”

"Great!" Wang Xiaoming put down the big stone that was pressing on his heart, turned his head and left, but after taking three steps, as if he realized something, he turned his head, glared at me in shock, and said, "Wait, how do I remember that you did the same to me last time?" How many female ghosts do you like? ”

I also replied to him seriously: "This is what you said, people who read your books like to fall in love with many beautiful women." ”

Wang Xiaoming: "Be serious!" ”

I said seriously, "Seriously." You see that my Buddhist scriptures have stopped, if you still dream of that ghost sister tonight, you let her come to me directly, I will wash it tonight and wait for her in bed. ”

Wang Xiaoming frowned: "Yes, reality is reality, I think it's better not to be too careful." You've got ......."

When he thought about it, he couldn't figure it out, so he quickly took out his finger and counted it: "One, two, three, four, five, six, seven...... Nineteen female ghost friends, if you really only want to do things with female ghosts and not get AIDS, you can't just hurt a female ghost's heart so casually. ”

I said seriously: "I will comfort her well tonight, don't worry, as long as she comes to me tonight, I promise that she will not disturb your dreams in the future." ”

Seeing that I was so sincere, Wang Xiaoming let go of the last bit of moral bottom line: "Okay, in order for me to sleep well in the future, I'll tell her so." ”

Then he went happily.

After he left, there was a pop behind me, and when I turned my head, I saw Bai Xiaoran lying on the counter, pounding the table and laughing wildly.

Wang Xiaoming is a tease, every time he comes, he has a good story that can make Bai Xiaoran so happy.

"Hahaha! That's...... It's a shame that he can figure it out! Hahaha! What the hell is that one who looks like us at first glance, he is still five hundred years old, haha! Bai Xiaoran complained frantically.

I smiled slightly and said, "This person who writes books likes the numbers five hundred years and one thousand years, didn't you arrange a thousand years female ghost for me last time?" ”

"The thousand-year-old female ghost is rotten on the street, and she still writes!" Bai Xiaoran smiled and wiped her tears, but the corners of her mouth that reached the root of her ears still didn't come back, and she asked me puzzledly: "Wu Shen, I don't understand, you obviously know that Wang Xiaoming is all nonsense, why do you like to listen to him every time?" ”

I said seriously: "Because he compliments me on being handsome every time!" ”

What a handsome guy who looks better than Pan An!

You listen, the sincerest compliments from the same sex, I like it.

Bai Xiaoran smiled and asked, "Then why didn't Wang Xiaoming dream of that female ghost?" Several times I saw him deliberately drunk, walking past us in the middle of the night, and several times I saw him run away in fright. I feel like he should have seen something, if I were that female ghost, I would definitely ask him for help, that female ghost looks so resentful, if she entangles ordinary people, let ordinary people help her pass a word or something, it shouldn't be difficult. ”

I looked at her with a smile and said, "This street is my territory, you say, can I let her hurt people on my territory?" ”

Bai Xiaoran suddenly understood what I meant, blushed, and lowered her head.

That day, I sent Wang Xiaoming back, and pressed the Qingxin charm under his mat to ensure that he was not disturbed by nightmares, it was simply impossible for Xue Jianing to dream about him, and he could still make such a spring dream, it can only be said that he himself had a dream day and night - every time I made a strange movement in this store, his dream was a routine!

I followed his words so that he could clear up these doubts and return to his normal life.

"Then, Wu Shen, when are you going to let that female ghost go?" Bai Xiaoran tilted her head and asked innocently.

When she asked, I looked at her carefully.

She was smiling from her eyebrows to the corners of her mouth, it should be Wang Xiaoming's amusement, and until now, that joy has not been eliminated.

She would ask about this with a smile, which means that she has no anger towards Xue Jianing, you know, when she mentioned the female ghost outside the door to me a few days ago, she was eager to grit her silver teeth and say it, but now, she asked very easily.

I asked, "Does your wound still hurt?" ”

Bai Xiaoran shook her head: "It doesn't hurt anymore." Wu Shen, isn't the monster's recovery ability particularly strong? I look so badly injured, it's only been a few days, and it's all healed. ”

I looked at her flawless white jade face and said, "Yes, I don't even have a scar, I knew that the monster didn't even leave a scar when it was injured, you were sad and sad a few days ago!" ”

Bai Xiaoran smiled embarrassedly: "Then you, when are you going to let them go?" ”

I asked, "So when are you going to let them go?" ”

Bai Xiaoran: "What's the matter with me?" ”

I said: "It's you who Xue Jia is hurting, should you let her go, I don't think it depends on what you mean." If you think they are still so hateful, I will torture them in other ways to make sure that they know that it is worse to die than to live to sin. If you don't think it matters, so be it. ”

Bai Xiaoran pointed to her nose in disbelief and asked, "What did you do...... It's all because of me?? ”