Chapter Twenty-Three: Disobedience to Dictatorship
The ghost beads are cold in the hand, and the oil is black and shiny.
Kong Qianyu's divine sense penetrated, and under the strong ghostly aura, the little familiarity belonging to the third senior brother has always existed, but she can't catch it no matter what.
"Help, help! Help me......" Meng Lingze's entire soul was deformed, and he instinctively asked for help from the only living creature nearby.
Kong Qianyu didn't care about carefully studying the secret of the ghost bead, so he had to leave with Meng Lingze.
The space made of the grievances of the ghosts collapsed completely after they left, the new grave remained untouched, and the cemetery returned to its former tranquility.
In the duty room at the foot of the mountain, two staff members hid in the house and shivered.
On this sunny day, there was thunder at the end of the good end, and the voice was deafening, as if it had eyes. Just staring at a tomb at the top of the mountain, what a hell!
Meng Lingze sat up straight from the hospital bed, and for a while he didn't know what was going on, he instinctively murmured: "Mom." ”
"My son!" Tan Yi hugged him crying and laughing: "You're scared to death!" ”
"Mom, what's wrong with me?" Meng Lingze's memory is still stuck in seven days ago.
He remembered that he was supposed to be drinking at the bar. Why did you sit up from the hospital bed suddenly?
The whiteness of the surroundings, as well as the strong smell of disinfectant, coupled with the unique blue and white striped hospital gowns on the body, there is no doubt that it is a hospital. Why is he here?
Meng Lingze met Kong Qianyu's playful eyes with some confusion, why was she here?
"You've been unconscious for eight days, and the doctors can't figure out the cause. It's still my mother who invited an old way. He said that you were seduced by dirty things, and that you got your soul back. My son, do you feel anything uncomfortable? Would you like to eat something? ”
Hearing about eating, Meng Lingze suddenly felt empty in his stomach, and his hunger was very strong.
"Grunt" This is a serious protest from the stomach that has not eaten for a long time.
"Mom, I'll buy you porridge, you wait for me." Tan Yi trotted out of the ward, leaving Meng Lingze and Kong Qianyu speechless.
"Why are you here?" Meng Lingze stared at Kong Qianyu suspiciously.
They really don't know each other well. Compared with blood relations, it is easier to cultivate true feelings when he grew up, but he still feels more sorry for Sister An, and he has a little faint hostility towards Kong Qianyu, and he has also expressed it many times openly and secretly.
It's not like Kong Qianyu is a great virgin, even if she knows that she doesn't look down on her, she still runs to the hospital and stays by the bedside, pretending to be a sister and brother, right?
Kong Qianyu was too lazy to deal with this little kid with an unclear mind: "I have something to ask you." Where did you meet the ghost that haunts you? Has anyone ever given you something inexplicable? ”
What mess? "What is a ghost? What the hell are you talking nonsense? ”
"Where's your brain? Was it deaf just now? Didn't hear what your mom said? You've been in a coma all these days with this ghost. She sucked up a lot of your energy, and you almost died. Got it? ”
"Cut! Won't you say in the next sentence that you saved my life? You caught the ghost, right? You know my business so clearly, could it be that you were there at the time? ”
Meng Lingze wanted to get out of bed quite arrogantly, and kept muttering: "Come on, you are so capable, you can catch ghosts, catch a ghost and let me see it with my own eyes." Don't they all say that hearing is false, and seeing is believing? What does a ghost look like, and where is it? ”
Tan Yi went out in a hurry just now, and when he left, he didn't close the door of the ward, and Meng Lingze unconsciously shouted louder and louder, and the direct consequence was that in Meng Lingze's eyes, the empty door of the ward, Kong Qianyu looked over, and it was already crowded with several ghosts.
They were of different ages and died in different ways. Because there has been no sacrificial incense for a long time, he is skinny and looks miserable.
Ghosts are born with a fear of people in the Xuanmen, so a bunch of ghosts honestly crowded at the door, silent, and did not dare to enter the ward, so they stood at the door and looked into the house, trying to see which daring hairy boy was the same, and he was ashamed to want to see the ghost.
What do you really want to see what the hell looks like? Kong Qianyu asked with a playful expression.
"Come, come, come! Young Master Ben can't wait! What about ghosts? Meng Lingze was still shouting wildly unconsciously.
Kong Qianyu specializes in treating all kinds of disobedience.
She took out the ghost bead she had just gotten from the storage bag, flicked it lightly, impartially, and landed right in Meng Lingze's palm.
The five hundred years of pure yin qi of the ghost are enough for anyone to see the ghost temporarily.
One second he was still shouting that the young man didn't believe that there were ghosts in this world since he was a child, and the next second. The line of sight met a few pairs of dead fish eyes without whites, and then looked closely, the dead fish eyes belonged to several blue and white faces.
The owners of these faces, with their heels off the ground, are standing on tiptoe!
Meng Lingze forgot to even scream, and he couldn't make a sound at all.
It turns out that there are really ghosts in this world!
The soul had just been out of the body for many days, and it was not good for the body to be exposed to too much yin qi again, Kong Qianyu grabbed it in the air, and the ghost bead slowly flew back to her storage bag.
The ghost at the door disappeared from Meng Lingze's eyes in an instant. After appreciating such a wonderful big change of ghosts, Meng Lingze was silent in addition to being silent, his whole face was swollen and red, he still remembered what he was clamoring for just now.
Such a bright slap in the face, no matter how thick-skinned he is, he can't bear it.
It was Tan Yi who broke the silence of the room when he returned from shopping, and Meng Lingze's whole head was eager to plunge into the disposable lunch box.
He was really hungry, and he was really ashamed to die!
Tan Yi was here, and it was inconvenient for Kong Qianyu to ask some words, so he politely said goodbye and left the hospital.
"Aze, how can you be so rude?" Tan Yi politely sent Kong Qianyu away. When she returned to the ward, she saw that Zhizi was staring out the window in a daze, and she reproached shallowly.
"Mom, where's my sister?" Meng Lingze interrupted Tan Yi's words. This familiar title, which sister is called, is self-evident.
Before coming to the hospital this morning, Kong Qianyu and Meng Hean did not get up. The couple left a message for the domestic servant.
My younger brother is sick and hospitalized, and it is normal for my sister to come and take a look.
Kong Qianyu and Meng Lingze themselves don't have much sister-brother friendship, and Tan Yi was overjoyed that she could come. And Meng Youan never showed up from beginning to end.
Tan Yi was very dissatisfied. Not long ago, Meng You'an only had a small injury on her arm, but the whole family gathered around her to ask for warmth, but Meng Lingze was unconscious, but Meng You'an didn't even show his face.
She complained for her son, and there was a little dissatisfaction in her words: "You are a sister when you are a sister, but you are not a brother when you are a brother." ”
It's not biological, it's really different, and it can't be raised anyway.
Meng Lingze stopped talking. In the past seven days, he did not have the slightest memory, but he was vague and felt that he was dreaming.
At the end of the dream, he saw Kong Qianyu's face, and his expression was still arrogant with a little contempt, and he didn't like him. But the picture was finally frozen in Kong Qianyu stretching out a hand and helping him up.
Those hands were warm, clean, and most importantly, they gave him a sense of satisfaction and security rising from the bottom of his heart.
He knew she could be trusted.