Liu Hui was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat, and he stopped scolding his father and mother, and suddenly lost his voice.

He called his father's phone in a panic and said, "Dad, Dad, I'm lost here in the Wuling Tunnel, come and pick me up." ”

Father Liu was speechless and said: "You all know that you are in the Wuling Tunnel, can't you just open a navigation?" I see, are you fucking drugged again?! Are you big? ”

"Dad, I didn't, you come and pick me up!" Liu Hui wanted to cry and drive without tears, "Really, Dad, this road seems to have no end, and I can't drive out." ”

His description was like a hallucination of going crazy, and Liu's father, who hated iron and steel, scolded: "Don't go home when you are too big, sleep with your little lover, how could I give birth to a son like you!" Roll on! ”

“…… Father?! Father! ”

Liu Hui put down the phone in frustration, then nervously grasped the steering wheel and started navigation again.

This time, he didn't get out of the tunnel for a full twenty minutes. The exit of the tunnel seemed to be close at hand, but no matter how fast he accelerated, he couldn't reach the exit.

Liu Hui was instigated, parked the car on the side of the road again, and planned to walk out by himself.

He called his friend's phone as he walked, and as soon as the other party picked it up, he said, "Come and pick me up in the Wuling Tunnel, be quick!" ”

The signal on the other end of the phone didn't seem to be good, and it rang for a while before a Yoyo female voice came: "Well, it's here." ”

The voice was cold to the bone, and Liu Hui's cold sweat suddenly came down.

At that moment, there was a clattering sound of bones breaking above his head.

Liu Hui raised his head to look at the top of the arched tunnel, a drop of blood dripped on his forehead, and a "man" with eight legs turned over, and the bones of his whole body rattled.

"I—here—."

The thing bared its teeth gloomily at Liu Hui, and its eight legs were firmly glued to the top of the tunnel like a spider, and the gravity-defying way of crawling was clearly not human.

"Ahh Liu Hui screamed and rushed out of the tunnel, "Ghost! ”

Liu Hui practiced track and field, and he ran very fast, but the thing chased him above the tunnel, and he got up faster than he ran 800 meters.

Liu Hui screamed and ran out of the tunnel, and he fell into the pond next to the tunnel carelessly, he was soaked in the water in the pond, and when he looked up, he saw the thing crawling on the shore.

Liu Hui took a deep breath and hid in the water, thinking that he would be fine in the water.

He swam casually, but coldly saw a long tuft of hair in the water, which was like seaweed floating in the water, dirty and messy.

In the next second, the female ghost with a pale face kicked eight legs underwater, the water rippled, and the female ghost also turned over, rippling her body.

Liu Hui was so scared that he peed.

He choked on a mouthful of water, quickly surfaced again, and screamed, "Ahh ”

Lu Bingwen was suspended in mid-air holding a black umbrella, and when he saw that the people were almost repaired, he removed the obstacle method and stopped the ghost control technique.

He is the lord of the underworld, he has cultivated ghosts for thousands of years, and the ghost kings of the five directions are all his subordinates, and ordinary ghosts can be turned into his weapons.

Liu Hui found that the shore was full of onlookers, everyone was holding mobile phones at him, just now he was shouting and screaming in the small pond one meter deep, and almost drowned, looking like a mentally abnormal madman, and some people suspected him of taking drugs and called the police.

The police car stopped on the side of the road, its headlights flashing red.

Liu Hui didn't know if what he had just experienced was a hallucination, he was pulled ashore by the police, and said in horror: "I'm fine, I'm fine, I don't need help, I want to go home." ”

As soon as the police comrade saw him like this, he knew that he was taking drugs, and said with a frown: "Sir, please cooperate with us and go back with us for testing." ”

Lu Bingwen watched Liu Hui being taken away, the handle of the umbrella turned slightly, and in the next second, he appeared in Xia Yan's apartment.

It was already late, and he thought Xia Yan was asleep, but unexpectedly saw Xia Yan wearing cat ear headphones and quietly writing homework.

This blue cat-ear headset is very suitable for Xia Yan, and Lu Bingwen still thinks it's cute when he sees it for the second time.

Xia Yan wrote his homework in the most primitive way, he wrote a string of numerical calculus on scratch paper, wrote the last question, and briefly checked the answers before opening the CAD software and drawing architectural drawings.

Lu Bingwen silently accompanied Xia Yan to do his homework, and at twelve o'clock, he saw that Xia Yan was still doing his homework, because he was too serious, he didn't even notice that there was a ghost behind him.

Lu Bingwen finally appeared and said, "Xia Yan, aren't you still sleeping?" ”

Xia Yan took off his headphones, a little surprised, he looked back at Lu Bingwen and said, "Well, there's only a little bit left, I can get up later tomorrow after I finish painting." ”

Lu Bingwen frowned, and said in his heart that human college students are really tired.

Xia Yan said, "Mr. Lu, are you done?" I thought you wouldn't be back tonight. ”

Lu Bingwen chuckled lightly and said in a deep voice: "I'm married, how can I not go home at night?" ”

Xia Yan seriously thought about what Lu Bingwen was here for, and then hurriedly finished the drawings in five minutes, and then went to take a bath.

He came out of the bathroom with his hair half dry, and cautiously used his spare eyes to sneak a peek at what Lu Bingwen was doing.

Lu Bingwen was wearing silver-gray pajamas, holding a thick ancient book and flipping through it, and seeing that Xia Yan's hair was half dry, he said softly: "Xia Yan, come here." ”

Xia Yan sat down beside him slowly and said softly, "En? ”

Lu Bingwen was still flipping through the book with one hand, and with the other hand, he controlled the hair dryer with spiritual power, blowing the hair of his beautiful wife who was weak and couldn't take care of herself.

Xia Yan didn't know that in Lu Bingwen's eyes, he was as fragile as precious porcelain, he obediently let Lu Bingwen blow his hair, and the warm wind blew him to close his eyes comfortably, and he couldn't help but yawn lightly.

When his hair was dry, Xia Yan lay down next to Lu Bingwen with a pillow and began to talk about him.

"Brother," Xia Yan asked, "You disappeared in the afternoon, did you go to work in the underworld?" ”

Xia Yan looked at Lu Bingwen curiously, but Lu Bingwen didn't intend to tell Xia Yan what had just happened.

"Hmm."

He looked at the mountain-like spell on the table and said to Xia Yan: "Excess requires humans to consume a lot of energy, so don't practice too often. ”

Xia Yan nodded, quickly got into the quilt, and whispered: "Double cultivation also needs to consume a lot of human energy, don't be too frequent." ”

Lu Bingwen said seriously: "Madame is frail and sickly, I think I am sympathetic to Madame's body, but I see that Madame is quite energetic today, and she can stay up late to do her homework." ”

Xia Yan's cheeks began to flush again, and he hid in the quilt to change the topic and said, "Brother, why do you have so many gold and silver treasures?" You can't be a corrupt official in the underworld, right? ”

Lu Bingwen smiled in a low voice, thinking that Xia Yan's idea was very cute.

Xia Yan obediently hugged the pillow: "Brother, have you seen Emperor Xudu?" He's the biggest official in the underworld, right? ”

He took out a portrait of Emperor Xudu that Daoist Liu once sent him from his mobile phone, and said: "Our family often worships Emperor Xudu, but I think he looks so fierce and terrifying." ”

Lu Bingwen: ......

Xia Yan saw that Lu Bingwen was silent, thinking that Lu Bingwen was also tired, so he closed his eyes and said, "Brother, good night." ”

Lu Bingwen really didn't do anything, and intimately helped him turn off the bedside lamp.

After Xia Yan fell asleep, Lu Bingwen's arms wrapped around Xia Yan's waist again.

The ghost thinks that Xia Yan is his property, then what is his is his, and if others have half a thought, they will be punished by the ghost.

Chapter 15: The Devil's Upper Body

Xia Yan slept comfortably as she wished, but was woken up by a raindrop-like kiss. He curled up like a mimosa before falling into a cold embrace.

Xia Yan is still gradually lost in the heat wave, he has learned to exchange his kisses and tears for a moment of tenderness from the evil ghost, the difference in their strength is too great, but whenever he takes the initiative to kiss, he will always get a gentle kiss from his husband.

When he woke up again, it was already afternoon.

Lu Bingwen sat beside him and casually flipped through what Xia Yan placed at the head of the bed, and lit a pine-flavored requiem incense.

Seeing that the person next to the pillow opened his eyes, Lu Bingwen put down the book "Great Expectations" that was originally placed at the head of Xia Yan's bed in his hand and looked at Xia Yan.

"Does it hurt?" Lu Bingwen asked him.

Xia Yan shook his head slightly.

"Then why are you crying?"

Xia Yan propped himself up on the bed and sat up, the quilt slid across his body, revealing a large area of snow skin as smooth as silk.

He said in a hoarse voice, "...... It's too excited, and the body can't stand it. ”

Lu Bingwen looked at him silently, his eyes still full of deep desire.

For a moment, he didn't know if the little friend next to him was seducing him or complaining that he was not considerate enough.

Human beings have rich feelings, Lu Bingwen has been a ghost for thousands of years, and the surging feelings have long disappeared in a long time, but Xia Yan's appearance has brought him some strange freshness.

He put his palm on the top of Xia Yan's hair, and sure enough, Xia Yan's spiritual power was a little more than before.

Xia Yan put on his shirt, looked at the clock in the bedroom, and said, "Mr. Lu, I'm going back, I still have classes tomorrow." ”

Staying here any longer, Xia Yan felt that all the merit points he had added with great difficulty would be deducted.

Before leaving, Lu Bingwen, who was still in the bedroom, also disappeared, and Xia Yan also went to the incense room to give Lu Bingwen a stick of incense before leaving.

He returned to the dormitory and happened to meet Little Joe, who had just returned from a date.

Joe was smiling and seemed to be in a good mood.

Xia Yan opened the game and asked him while playing the game, "Is the date not bad?" ”

"Hmm!" Xiao Qiao was very pleased, "I didn't expect him to be so good-looking, he is tall and handsome, and he is very considerate to me." ”

Xia Yan was happy for him and asked curiously: "Is he as old as you?" ”

"No, he's already graduated and worked. He's five years older than me, and he's working in game development right now. Xiao Qiao walked to the dressing mirror and looked in the mirror, "Yanyan, how do you see what I am wearing today?" It's not ugly, right? ”

Xia Yan praised: "Well, it's very suitable for you." ”

The dressing mirror reflected Xiao Qiao's body, Xiao Qiao turned around in front of the mirror, and in just a moment, Xia Yan's afterglow saw that Xiao Qiao's reflection in the mirror did not seem to move with Xiao Qiao.

He blinked, looked closer, and the mirror returned to normal.

"Hey, Yanyan, have you heard, the Liu Hui who harassed you a few days ago was caught by the police for taking drugs outside the school, and he may be expelled from school." Xiao Qiao sat next to Xia Yan, "It is said that I was arrested for going crazy on the street." ”

Xia Yan was a little stunned, he didn't expect Liu Hui's retribution to come so quickly.

But he didn't think much about it, but paid more attention to the mirror just now.

When Xiao Qiao sat down, he also walked to the mirror in the dormitory and took a turn, the mirror was not abnormal, but there was a small faint pink kiss mark on his collarbone.

Xia Yan pulled up his collar, thinking that what he had just seen was the illusion of his overindulgence.

Since that date, Xiao Qiao has talked with the man who is five years older than him for three consecutive nights until late at night, and the next day he went to class with dark circles under his eyes.

Sometimes I can't take care of eating, I talk in class, I talk after class, and I don't write my homework.

In the middle of the night, Xia Yan would also hear the voice of Xiao Qiao talking to the man. In short, although they are all in the same dormitory, Xiao Qiao basically didn't communicate with Xia Yan this week.