Zhuang Ling took Wen Cha back to the attic, and Wen Cha remembered a very important thing that night.

"Where did you leave my body?"

Zhuang Ling was stunned for a moment: "Why did you remember to ask this?"

Wen Cha: "The body won't still be in the morgue, right?"

"What do you want?" Zhuang Ling said angrily: "I have already put away the body for you to keep, and when the time comes, I will send you back."

Wen Cha's curiosity suddenly came up: "Where is it kept?"

Zhuang Ling: "I won't tell you."

Warm tea: "......"

"Alright, let's go to sleep." Zhuang Ling put down the book, took her off and put her on the pillow, turned around and went to the bathroom.

Wen Cha peeked at the bathroom door and stared at the ceiling in a bored daze.

She is now a miserable soul, not only can she not leave the jade pendant, but she also has no entertainment.

It's so irritating to think about it.

Zhuang Ling came out of the bathroom shirtless, and saw her looking up at the sky, looking depressed.

He walked to the edge of the bed and sat down with a colorless face, wiped his hair with a towel, and when he saw that she hadn't reacted, he frowned and said, "What's wrong?"

Wen Cha's eyes rolled, and landed on her chest muscles, abdominal muscles, and mermaid line, and Chi Guoguo's gaze made Zhuang Ling a little embarrassed, "What are you looking at?" Look at gouging out your eyes again! ”

Wen Chasheng turned his head unlovely, and didn't look at him again for a pair of tricks.

Zhuang Ling lifted the towel and threw it on her, "Seventy-seven and forty-nine days, not a day is missing." ”

Wen Cha let out a long sigh and said worriedly: "Here, I don't have any fun at all."

Zhuang Ling scoffed: "It's all a ghost, what more fun do you have?"

Wen Cha: "When I was in the illusion, I could still eat, drink, go to school, and beat people, I can't even look at you here, what's the point of life?"

Zhuang Ling's face was expressionless: "If you don't want to, I can send you to the illusion again."

How does this work?

Wen Cha hurriedly refused: "I'm just whining."

Zhuang Ling stared at her coldly: "I never joke."

Warm tea: "......"

"Okay," Zhuang Ling was speechless when he saw her bitter virtue, and he turned his hand and threw him a tablet, "Take it and play with it." ”

Wen Cha's eyes lit up: "Can I play?"

Zhuang Ling: "Nonsense."

Wen Cha reached out and touched it, and after finding that he could really touch it, a hint of surprise appeared on his face, "This thing can't be invented for ghosts, right?" ”

Seeing her hillbilly appearance, Zhuang Ling pouted: "Netherworld communication, a new invention of the underworld."

Wen Cha: "......" ghost also has a mobile phone to play, it can't be better, I didn't expect this place, even the underworld is so advanced......

Wen Cha couldn't wait to pick up the tablet and began to brush up on dramas and Weibo, looking like an Internet addicted baby.

Zhuang Ling took off the bath towel, changed into pajamas, lay on the bed, glanced at the online drama she watched, stuffed her with a pair of headphones without interest, turned her head and fell asleep.

Wen Cha wore headphones, hugged the tablet and snuggled up beside him to watch the drama all night, and couldn't even open his eyes the next day.

Zhuang Ling pulled her ears, "You get up for me, ghosts don't sleep." ”

Wen Cha lay motionless on Jade Perry, reached out to pull his hand away, changed directions and began to sleep again.

Zhuang Ling put away the phone angrily, "Okay, you sleep, you have to be able to play with the phone again in the future, count me as losing!" ”

Wen Cha: "......" Why is he so serious...... It's annoying......

"Can't get up?" Zhuang Ling called one last time.

"Get up...... Wen Cha opened his eyes in a daze, and said, "Can't I get up?"

"Humph!" Zhuang Ling walked out with a stinky face, walked downstairs and started eating without saying a word.

Wen Cha cowered in Jade Perry and yawned, not understanding what he was doing if he had to wake her up?

After eating, Zhuang Ling cleaned up the things on the table and began to wipe the treasures in the building one by one, what enamel decorations, red glaze vases, and countless others.

Wen Cha glanced at it a few times and was not interested, and the chick pecked at the rice, and he was about to start sleeping again.

Zhuang Ling pinched her face fiercely, "If you sleep again, I will let you sleep all the time." ”

Wen Cha: "......" This person is really annoying......

She followed him around with her eyes open, and after a morning, she was almost fainting.

After lunch, Zhuang Ling was reading in the study, and Wen Cha whispered in his ear: "Hey! Can I take a nap? ”

Zhuang Ling glared at her: "Hey, who is it?"

"Master Zhuang?" Wen Cha called tentatively, "Can I take a nap?"

What the hell is Master Zhuang?

Zhuang Ling refused expressionlessly: "I can't."

"Zhuang Dashen? Zhuang Tianshi? Uncle Zhuang, I'll just go to sleep, okay? ”

"Nope." Zhuang Ling's face is not ordinary stinky, Uncle Zhuang has come out, is he that old?

Wen Cha: "Then, Brother Zhuang?"

Zhuang Ling: "......"

Wen Cha: "......" Brother Zhuang can't do it anymore, then there is no way.

Zhuang Ling: "......"

In the end, Brother Zhuang let her take a two-hour nap and woke her up before dinner.

Warm tea: "......"

The days passed, except for the time when he went to see the original owner's parents, Zhuang Ling never left the attic, and even the vegetables and fruits were specially delivered.

Every day, in addition to reading books, he wipes things, and then he draws talismans in the house, and the boring days are about to fade out.

Wen Cha pestered him to play with his mobile phone every day, and after swiping all the online dramas she could see, she began to calm down and study the rune paper with him.

On this day, Zhuang Ling had just had lunch, and someone knocked on the door of the house, it was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, as soon as she entered the house, she sat on the sofa stiffly, and she didn't dare to take a mouthful, and when Zhuang Ling asked her what was going on, she said in a small voice: "Uncle, this time, I am here to ask for your help."

Zhuang Ling swept her fearful and insistent face expressionlessly, and asked coldly, "What's the matter?"

"It's my classmate." Zhuang Sisi hesitated and said, "She has been very wrong recently, she can't sleep well at night, and her face is ugly during the day, she always says that there is a ghost in the house, and the ghost wants to suck her yang energy or something, I thought about it, and I want to ask you to help......"

Zhuang Sisi lowered his head after speaking, and seemed to know that it was very bad to find Zhuang Ling for this trivial matter.

Zhuang Ling is now the most prestigious celestial master in the Celestial Empire, and the price is sky-high as soon as he makes a move, where can a student invite him.

But that classmate is her best friend, friendly and talented, and she really can't find this uncle who can't see both sides in a year.

Zhuang Ling retracted his gaze without changing his face, "Who told you my address?" ”

"It's grandpa," Zhuang Sisi shrank his body, "I called grandpa yesterday and said that he wanted to come to see you, and he told me." ”

Zhuang Ling moved the corners of his mouth noncommittally, "You can go back." ”

"Uncle," Zhuang Sisi glanced at him pleadingly, "can you help my classmate?" ”

"Wait for me at the school gate tomorrow."

"Good!" Zhuang Sisi stood up excitedly, bowed to Zhuang Ling, and hurriedly went out.

Seeing that she ran away timidly, Wen Cha of Jade Perry turned her head to look at Zhuang Ling's indifferent side face, feeling a little complicated.

Zhuang Ling, is it scary?