Mao Maotou stood at the door of the house, a little hesitant to step in.

After a lot of hardship, Zhang Zhidong finally agreed that he could go home to see his parents occasionally, but he hesitated.

What if he is reluctant to leave after he gets close, and his parents get sick?

What if you get too close and affect your parents' luck?

As a qualified spirit, the most basic spiritual common sense is not to approach a living person many times.

Except for a small number of living people who are too masculine to be able to do it, the spirits will not try to approach at all, and most of the others are ordinary or very fragile people, and it is easy to have an accident if they accidentally get contaminated with a low-frequency spirit.

It's okay to pass by once or twice or accidentally bump into it, but it may not be good if the time is short.

If after a long time, even if the spirit does not have the idea of absorbing the positive energy or yang energy of the other party, that person will inevitably be affected to a greater or lesser extent.

Many people suddenly lose their appetite, feel unwell, have no energy, and start to have water reversals for no reason.

After being stunned at the door for a long time, Mao Maotou cautiously floated into the door.

The living room was empty, and the coffee table next to the TV was filled with pictures of yourself and candles.

There are some tributes in front, all of which are snacks that I liked to eat when I was alive.

Recently, Mao Maotou has always received what he liked to eat before his death, and at first he wondered why he would have a steady stream of favorite food when he was gone.

Only now did I find out that it was all paid by my parents to me.

Dad wasn't at home, probably not off work yet.

The hygiene in the house is not very good, and there are several bags of garbage piled at the door and no one throws them away.

It was obviously a hot day, and no one had to collect the leftovers on the dinner table.

If I'm not mistaken, Maomaotou's parents are very hygienic and clean people.

His mother, in particular, has always had an extremely serious cleanliness habit, and she can't even stand a hair in the corner.

Taking a deep breath, Mao Maotou slowly floated into his mother's room.

The fan and air conditioner were not turned on, only a desk lamp was on, and my mother was already asleep in bed with his picture in her arms.

Standing quietly aside, he noticed that his mother's eyelashes were still hung with liquid that he didn't know if it was tears or sweat.

Mom and Dad's room hasn't changed much, just a little messy, and it's still not as clean as before in the living room.

Quietly floating in front of her mother, Mao Maotou tried to shave off her mother's eyelashes with her little fingers.

But no matter how hard he tried, his hand couldn't touch his mother's cheek at all.

As if sensing something, my mother's eyelashes moved and her mouth squirmed.

"Hairy hair."

Abruptly, she closed her eyes and softly called out Maomaotou's name.

"Mom."

Hanging in the air and touching his mother's head, Mao Maotou felt that he wanted to cry a little, but this time his tears couldn't flow out.

Reluctantly glancing at his mother, he turned his head and went to his room.

I don't know if Mom and Dad are joking with Maomaotou.

When he entered his room, he found that all the decorations of his room had not changed at all, and the lights were on well, as if waiting for him to return.

Not only that, but as far as the eye could see, the room was spotless, not even half a hair.

The water in the cartoon cup was still steaming, and a small table next to it was filled with fresh fruit and a large box of snacks.

The latest issue of the fable storybook is also brand new at the head of the bed, and there is a robot dog that Mao Maotou wanted very much before his death, but his parents didn't buy it because he thought it was too expensive.

……

Walking out of the barbecue restaurant, Anchen took Jiu Ge around the neighborhood again.

On weekdays, when he comes out, he doesn't have much leisure to enjoy the scenery, and basically focuses on strange things.

This opportunity is rare, and Anchen unexpectedly relaxed a lot.

The moon is in the sky, the neon lights are shining, the cars on the road are endless, there are many people walking on the street, men, women and children strolling on the street, so lively.

Although I don't like the crowded environment very much, I can occasionally feel the strong atmosphere of the market, which can also make Anchen feel a rare feeling of peace of mind.

Jiu Ge put his hair back down, with a satisfied expression.

An Chen looked at her and suddenly became a little distracted.

Although he knew that Jiu Ge was very good-looking, but now somehow, the more he watched Jiu Ge, the more comfortable he became.

"The little black you said before, he has already appeared, why don't you arrest him yet?" As if remembering something, Jiu Ge gently tugged at the corner of An Chen's clothes, and suddenly made a sound.

Finding An Chen staring at herself, she was a little shy and didn't dare to look at her.

There were spirits in the distance, and she didn't dare to look too far......

On the first day of signing the agreement, Anchen said that he was looking for that thing, and asked Jiu Ge to help keep it secret.

Although Jiu Ge has not seen the phantom for the time being, Su Zhi and Li Zhi did say that the phantom had already come to the pseudo-capital.

"It's not time yet, so you have to act at the most accurate time." Anchen shrugged, his expression a little stunned.

The corners of the clothes were torn and deformed again......

Glancing at the corner of his clothes, he sighed.

This is only the first step in the chess game, and there is no hurry.

Experience has taught him that if you rush to get things done, you will probably fall short.

When the time comes, it will naturally come.

"If I run into him one day, I'll help you catch him."

Shaking his right hand and waving his fist into the air, Jiu Ge looked at An Chen confidently.

If it weren't for Anchen, she would still be alone now.

Even if there is no shortage of people who like her since she was a child, no one likes her because she knows her.

Since he knew that Anchen had such an old enemy, Jiu Ge had to help him if he said anything.

"Thank you then." An Chen couldn't help but touch Jiu Ge's head.

Jiu Ge let go of his hand, his little face turned red, and he suddenly ran away.

……

After swinging home slowly, it was already past nine o'clock.

Under Jiu Ge's puzzled gaze, An Chen walked into the kitchen and naturally ordered himself a large pot of noodles.

"Didn't you say you're not hungry?" Jiu Ge grabbed the kitchen door with both hands, his head moved, and he looked at An Chen with some embarrassment.

Could it be that it was because she seemed to like to eat barbecue too much, so Anchen kept all the food for her?

"Yes, I'm just suddenly hungry right now."

Throwing the egg into the boiling noodles, Anchen brought the bowl to the table.

Jiu Ge pulled his hair behind his ears, nodded slightly, and ran to the wall to add new cat food to Toffee.

Then, she ran straight to the other side of the cat bowl.

Picking up the cat litter shovel, Jiu Ge tried to clean the cat toilet for the toffee like Anchen usually did.

"It occurred to me that I had seen a spirit with a personality somewhat similar to yours." While eating noodles, An Chen looked at Jiu Ge's back.