It was the tail of summer, it was still early in the morning, and the morning sun was shining in Murong Cao's eyes. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The long eyelashes fluttered like butterflies, and gradually woke up from their slumber.

When she opened her eyes, she found that she had become a humanoid cushion, one on the left, one Yang Muqing, and another Qi Ling, and the moment she woke up, she suddenly felt a sore back.

"Hey, Yang Muqing, wake up, go back to sleep."

She gently pushed Yang Muqing, her face was full of helplessness and a little funny.

Yang Muqing opened his eyes impatiently, but leaned closer into Murong Cao's arms, and then closed his eyes again.

Uh, that's not right.

Murong Cao tried to probe Yang Muqing's forehead.

It was as hot as a piece of red-hot iron, and sure enough, I had a fever.

"Qi Ling, Qi Ling."

Murong Cao used a loud voice, which was enough to wake up a normal person.

In a few moments, the elevator should be used, and the way they got together now was too weird, like a bunch of drunk bad people, and they had to move their positions quickly.

"Who called me?"

Qi Ling woke up with a stirring spirit.

"It's good to wake up, remember us?"

Qi Ling's somewhat loose eyes gradually gathered, and he saw Murong Cao and Yang Muqing leaning on her in an ambiguous posture, and nodded solemnly.

"I remember that you saved me. Thank you. ”

She remembered the perilous encounter of the previous night, and suddenly her nose shrank, her eyebrows shrugged, her mouth flattened, and she began to cry like a child.

I really almost didn't see the sun today.

Murong Cao waited for her to cry for a while, and kindly reminded: "It's half past seven now, you should go to work at nine o'clock, right?" ”

"Yes, yes, look at me, what are you crying about, it's good to be alive, I should wash up and get ready for work."

Qi Ling used both hands, wiped away his tears, and laughed.

"You go upstairs first, I guess Yang Muqing didn't lock the door when he came down, you can still go in, but are you ready to move?"

"Hmm......" Qi Ling lowered his head and thought for a while, "Are there still ghosts in this building?" ”

"It shouldn't be there for the time being."

Murong Cao knew Yang Muqing's style of doing things, and if he didn't say anything, it meant that everything had been solved by him.

"However, your birthday seems to be a bit of a ghost."

People with too heavy yin qi, no matter where they are, are always easier than normal people to gather some things in the shadows, and it is also easier to walk into some ghosts, just like another layer of space in the Rose Apartment, they can only enter by virtue of the chasm, but Qi Ling naturally enters, and it is definitely not by chance that she can become a resident of the "Rose Apartment".

"Since that's the case, it's useless for me to move, it's quite convenient to commute here, so I won't move."

Qi Ling carefully thought back to what he had encountered in the past twenty-five years, and indeed had many strange experiences that could not be explained, and he always thought it was a nightmare, but it didn't seem to be.

"Give it to you, it will bless you."

Murong Cao put the Spirit Jiao Lock Evil Bracelet into Qi Ling's hand.

"Is this really okay? It looks precious. ”

Although Qi Ling didn't understand magic weapons, he saw that it had a strange shape, heavy patterns, meticulous carvings, and smooth texture, so he guessed that it must be worth a lot of money.

"Something that is destined is given to someone who is destined, and you need it more than me."

Murong Cao couldn't help but say that he put the Spirit Jiao Lock Evil Bracelet on Qi Ling's arm, although Qi Ling was a little fatter than her, it was quite suitable to wear.

"Then I'll have no choice but to be respectful and obey."

Qi Ling touched the Spirit Jiao Lock Evil Bracelet, although he couldn't detect its special features yet, he obviously couldn't put it down.

"You said yesterday that you wanted to help Luo Xin find out who framed her, did you mean it?"

"Of course, to be honest, Luo Xin is really talented, and it's a pity to die. The person who framed her was just too hateful. ”

"Talented? What's the use of that? The psychological quality is not too hard, and the temperament is too serious. ”

Murong Cao helped Yang Muqing up from the ground and continued: "You just have to work and live normally, some truths will naturally emerge, it is a matter of time, just wait patiently." ”

Although Qi Ling was a little skeptical of what Murong Cao said, he still obediently responded and helped her to help Yang Muqing to the car.

Yang Muqing's whole body was hot and soft, she had no strength on her body, and her feet were floating, which made them tired enough.

"We're back, you can come and play with me when you have time."

Murong Cao smiled and handed Qi Ling a business card.

Qi Ling happily took it, waved his hand and said "goodbye", and the spirit Jiao lock evil bracelet on his arm shimmered in the morning light.

Murong Cao's driving skills were very average, and he stumbled along the way, and it took almost twice as long to drive to the door of the Asking Spirit.

She wanted to ask Bodhi Zi to come downstairs to pick it up, but when she thought that Bodhi Zi didn't even have a communication tool, she smiled bitterly and stroked her forehead, she still had to rely on herself.

"Yang Muqing, can you go? Hold on a little longer, and you'll be home. ”

She turned sideways, patted Yang Muqing's cheek, and asked softly.

"Hmm......"

Yang Muqing opened his eyes with great difficulty, and just happened to see the sign of the Soul Asking Center, so he cheered up and reached out to open the door.

"I'll come."

Murong Cao leaned over, helped him unbuckle his seat belt, and pushed the car door open.

"You wait here, I'll park the car first, and I'll come here."

"Hmm."

Yang Muqing answered in a low voice, leaning against the wall, as if he would fall down at any time.

Murong Cao parked the car at the fastest speed in history, and then spent a lot of effort to help Yang Muqing up to the second floor, although he looked very lean, but the skeleton of one meter eight three was placed there, and the weight was definitely not light, and Murong Cao was possessed by Qi Ling, and his body had not fully recovered.

Entering Yang Muqing's room, Bodhi Zi was posing in a strange posture with the word "big" spread out on the bed, his smooth head was not on the pillow at all, his mouth was half open, and saliva was dripping from the corners of his lips.

"Bodhi, let the bed get out."

Murong Cao's hands were not empty, so he unceremoniously kicked the edge of the bed with his foot.

"Coming back? Just squeeze it. ”

Bodhi Zi did not open his eyes, but changed the supine position to his side to free up a small piece of territory.

"The sofa in the living room can be opened, so go to sleep on the sofa if you haven't slept enough."

Murong Cao continued to insist on her opinion, and with her understanding of Yang Muqing, she was probably unwilling to squeeze into a bed with Bodhizi.

"Putting guests to sleep on the couch, is that what you do? The forbidden room is also a lounge, so no matter how bad it is, you have to go there...... Hey? What's wrong with him? ”

Bodhizi jumped up from the bed and pointed at Yang Muqing with a look of disbelief.

"Can't you see it? I had a cold and a fever. ”

Murong Cao put Yang Muqing down on the bed and pulled the blanket over to cover his chest and abdomen.

"Cold and fever? Do you have a problem with your eyesight, or do you have a problem with your IQ? ”

Bodhizi looked at Murong Cao with a disgusted expression, and there was a hint of coldness in his black and white eyes.