Chapter 3 Actually, I'm a ghost

"No way!" Lan Xin simply rejected him.

Just kidding, after so much effort, can you leave so easily if you don't achieve your goal?

"What do you mean?" The skinny horse has some headaches.

"You're responsible for me."

"Responsible?" Skinny Horse was a little confused by her.

That's! Can people believe this? I didn't do anything, who was responsible? What's more, does he seem to be the kind of rich person? It's still far from the point where a beautiful woman throws herself into her arms.

"Stop playing, okay?" The skinny horse is really convinced.

"I'm not playing, I'm serious." Lan Xin was facing the thin horse, exhaling like an orchid, his soft hands wrapped around his arms like snakes, and the "twin peaks" on his chest crossed his skin intentionally or unintentionally, looking at the cramped and restless thin horse, with a wicked smile on his face.

"Stop, stop." Cold sweat broke out on the thin horse's forehead, and he had to stop her from moving further, and his hands were hard to pull out of her chest, no way, if he came back a few more times, he would really be sick, "Say, what do you want to do?" ”

If she continues like this, she must be played to death.

Let's not say that the girl's origin is unknown, she is lying in front of her own door, and after waking up, she is not panicked by ordinary people, but she looks fearless, facing a strange man alone at night, but she shows extraordinary calmness, and even the hidden temptation, but it makes people think about it, and now it's good, just stick it directly, what kind of thing is this?

Lan Xin ignored the embarrassment of the thin horse, smiled like a flower to himself, and whispered to him: "Actually-I'm a ghost." ”

Skinny Horse: "Ghost? ”

Lan Xin: "Hmm. ”

Skinny Horse: "So what? ”

Lan Xin: "You know. ”

……

"Wait, can we talk properly? I knew it was me who was wrong, but I didn't have the heart, and I wasn't in a hurry to save people at the time. "The skinny horse is messed up, why is it more and more unreliable? Let's not talk about whether there are ghosts in this world, in the middle of the night, is it okay for a girl to say this?

It's been so inexplicable that this topic has changed!

I don't understand what "responsible" has to do with the so-called "ghost".

Lan Xin: "You don't believe it? ”

The thin horse was speechless: "What do you say?" ”

Lan Xin smiled, smiling weirdly: "Don't regret it!" ”

Regret? That's weird!

"Stop, you...... What are you doing? The thin horse was a little uneasy, because after Lan Xin finished speaking, he ran directly towards the balcony.

This is the fourth floor, you won't be unable to think about it, and you will be forced to die, right?

That's really wrong.

There was no time to stop it, and the next moment her actions made Skinny Ma's eyes widen, and the whole person froze.

She vanished......

Right under his nose.

The thin horse clearly saw that the moment he approached the balcony, Lan Xin's body was slowly fading, fading, like a cloud of smoke, dissipating with the wind until it was gone.

Obviously he couldn't see it, but the thin horse could clearly feel Lan Xin smiling back at him when he disappeared.

"What the hell!"

……

Gone.

It's really gone......

So much so that the sound of "ghost", the thin horse was holding his throat.

I never thought that I would really encounter ghosts in this life.

Although he grew up in a Taoist temple since he was a child, he also followed his master to the north and south, and experienced many bizarre things, but it was the first time he encountered a ghost at close range.

Thinking of his previous series of actions, the thin horse shuddered.

Although it is a little different from the image of the legendary female ghost, not only is it not eerie, but it is more beautiful and moving, but after all, it is a ghost!

In the past, the thin horse always scoffed at the master's tricks.

Only now do I understand that there are really ghosts in the world.

Because apart from ghosts, Skinny Horse really can't think of anyone who can do such a strange thing.

"Why are you so loud? Didn't I tell you I was a ghost! ”

The beautiful voice penetrated into his ears, but it rang in the thin horse's heart like a demon.

Lan Xin appeared behind him at some point, giggling.

"Don't come here, my master will catch ghosts." The thin horse crawled to the side, things were too weird, and it was better to stay away from her.

Master, where are you?

I was wrong, really wrong.

The thin horse wailed in his heart, and for the first time he truly felt very sad.

Saving someone can save a ghost, I have to say that this luck is declining to the extreme.

"Don't scream, no one will save you even if you cut your throat."

Listening to some familiar lines, the thin horse was embarrassed, and he felt like a lamb to the slaughter.

"Is it necessary? It's just a small favor for me. Lan Xin kept laughing, I didn't expect that the thin horse would have such a big reaction, was he so terrifying? As for it!

"You can't say no." Lan Xin's voice became very soft and a little ethereal, "I'm just a poor little woman, can't you even agree to such a small request?" ”。

The thin horse's eyes were confused, and he only felt that the person in front of him was like a warbler's cry and a smile like a silver bell, which was irresistible and could not be refused.

Not good!

The only remaining reason told him that something was wrong, and he bit the tip of his tongue fiercely, and the tingling sensation made the thin horse's originally chaotic brain flash a trace of clarity, and his heart couldn't help but be shocked.

What a powerful method, I almost got hit.

The thin horse's tongue-biting action fell into Lan Xin's eyes, which shocked her inexplicably, but she didn't expect that the seemingly weak man in front of her was so firm in his heart that he was not charmed by himself, which was a little unexpected to her.

"Actually, I'm just a spokesman for the underworld, how can I say that? It's what you often call yin, you know? Lan Xi's expression was a little complicated when he looked at the thin horse.

"I don't understand." The thin horse shook his head mechanically, secretly vigilant in his heart, is it obviously a ghost, is it bad? Can you get along with a mortal? What about endorsements? You think it's a movie star making commercials.

The simple answer and indifferent look made Lan Xi very hurt, angry, and even a little crazy, I am a ghost, a little expression.

Doesn't it say that the world is afraid of ghosts? How do you feel that you are in front of him, a bit like a clown jumping off the beam, temptation, intimidation, except for the panic at the beginning, in his eyes, he can't read even a little bit of awe of himself, is this still a person?

Sure enough, like that person, he didn't take the usual path.

"Give me a word, do you say yes?"

"Really just want me to do me a small favor?" The thin horse was a little worried, for fear of angering her, there was no way, after all, the person in front of him was beyond imagination, in case of a small move, he would suffer a loss, and then he was afraid that his life would be in danger, so it was better to stabilize her first.

Lan Xin gave him a blank look: "Of course, what do you think?" ”

"What's the matter?" The thin horse figured this out, but it was simply that the matter had come to this point, and it would be useless to think too much, so as not to suffer.

Lan Xin: "I'll talk about it then." ”

"Again?" Skinny Horse was a little surprised, "Are you sure you're not joking?" ”

"Do you think I'm joking?"

"Not like that!"

"That's not it, I'll pay, lots and lots of money."

The skinny horse is a little helpless, can you take the ghost's money? If you can give it, I don't dare to use it!

"Can't trust me?" Lan Xin was a little disdainful of Thin Ma's bitter and hateful expression, "I got an MBA in economic management at the age of thirteen, and now I am a doctoral supervisor at Harvard University, proficient in eight Chinese, and the actual controller of several international listed companies, is this enough?" ”

A series of titles, smashed a thin horse a little blind, and now the ghost is so cultured?

Looking at the slender horse's stunned appearance, a trace of pride flashed in Lan Xi's heart, swept away the previous depression, and suddenly felt in a good mood, with a clever smile and a charming demeanor, "Am I short of money?" ”

Skinny Horse really learned what it means to be domineering! It's better to be a human than a ghost, "Can I make a small request?" ”

Lan Xin: "You have so many questions, now you have figured it out?" ”

Being teased by ghosts, the thin horse doesn't dare to argue, the situation is stronger than people, can you say no?

"Can you be less impulsive to hit people in the future?"

"It's up to you to be good or not, you know." Lan Xin winked at the thin horse, "Sleepy, aren't you sleeping?" Or together? ”

"......" the thin horse was speechless.