In fact, there is nothing technical to take care of Bai Wuchang. Because Bai Wuchang didn't need any care, he hid in the jade ring almost all the time, and his low sense of existence was infinitely close to zero.

The only trouble that this incident brought to Meng Liangliang was the placement of the jade ring.

Even in a dynasty where silver was not very valuable, two or three hundred taels was not a small amount when converted. Valuable objects, Meng Liangliang felt uneasy wherever he put them.

After thinking about it, it's better to monitor it on your body at all times.

It is safe to keep your money open. Adhering to this principle, Meng Liangliang collected two items and fully armed Yuhuan.

A bundle of fishing line, a piece of ribbon.

The fishing line was just thrown out of the toolkit by Chef Zhang, and it refreshed Meng Liangliang's cognitive outlook. It was also because it was too strong and damaged the fishing rod during use, so it was eliminated and abandoned by Chef Zhang.

The ribbon was asked for by Nurse May. It was originally wrapped in a gift box, and the goose yellow color was soft like an egg custard with milk. After the contents of the gift box are taken out, this beautiful box and ribbon have become useless chicken ribs that are useless and thrown away. Meng Liangliang asked for it, and Nurse Mei was very happy to give her the box.

The fishing line is braided into a thick bracelet, which doubles its sturdiness. The ribbon took out the warp and weft, and wrapped the long weft around the jade ring finely and densely, pressing one layer after another, until the texture of the inside could no longer be seen, Meng Liangliang continued to wrap a few layers.

The warp threads were not wasted, and Meng Liangliang made them into two small tassels and braided them on the jade ring for decoration.

A sorrel bracelet was thus completed.

In the following days, Meng Liangliang's life began to enter a regular cycle again, dull and tense. It was only during the time she was rolling around every day that she realized that she had been struck out of the range of ordinary humans by a bolt of lightning. And this consciousness also diminishes with the passage of novelty.

Until one day, Bai Wuchang opened his mouth and said a word.

At that time, Meng Liangliang was taking German lessons. The classroom is spacious and bright, the air conditioning is very open, and the teacher's voice is soft and intellectual, and the tone is subdued. With his ears pricked up and his head lowered, his forehead quietly supported with one hand, and the pen and book in the other, Meng Liangliang was still very comfortable swimming in the ocean of knowledge.

An unfamiliar sound sounded in Leng Buding's ears, cold and cold like the knocking of ice and iron in the weather of dozens of degrees below zero.

"These two fetuses have become the climate, and it will be a trouble not to deal with them. ”

Meng Liangliang was startled, and then realized that it was Bai Wuchang who spoke out, and the fetal ghosts he said were undoubtedly the two hanging on the teacher's body.

Normally, after hearing such words, people will follow the voice to look at the object of discussion. And Meng Liangliang held back this knee-jerk reaction - she didn't dare to look at it.

The two little ghosts were bloody, and their expressions were even more weird. It has both the style of a horror film in the United States and the aura of a horror film in the basin country. One look at the trembling of the heart, and another look at the stomach trembling.

The classroom is not a convenient place to talk, Meng Liangliang endured until the end of class, and quickly packed up his things and rushed to a nearby place to talk: the foreign language corner in the fountain square downstairs.

The sun is scorching, and this place is very quiet. Even if someone happened to walk by, it wouldn't be strange to hear her "talking to herself".

In the foreign language corner, there are those who memorize words, those who memorize lines, those who speak foreign languages by gestures, and those who dance and rehearse dramas. It's common for her to talk to herself with emotion.

As soon as he stepped into the foreign language corner, Meng Liangliang's words were like a reservoir leaking after a heavy rain, pouring out one after another with speed and quantity.

"Brother Xie, you can be regarded as able to speak!"

"What happened to you before? Why can't you go back to the underworld? Tell me about it, and leave a warning. ”

"By the way, why did Lao Wang send you here to me?"

"Do you need my help?"

......

"Wait. When did you say that in advance, I can't see that scene. ”

After talking for a long time without seeing Bai Wuchang respond, Meng Liangliang finally stopped, looked at the jade ring on his wrist for a moment and said, "Brother Xie, can you hear me?"

As the words fell, a white shadow emerged from the tightly wrapped jade ring, and in an instant, it condensed into a tall and thin man with a long tongue hanging down his chest and a smile on his face, "You keep talking, I can't find a chance to speak." ”

Seeing him appear, Meng Liangliang was subconsciously shocked, and then looked at the sun.

In broad daylight, under the sun, this is swaggering out?

Her movements were too obvious, and Bai Wuchang didn't want to understand it. His temperament seemed to be good, and he explained with a smile, "I'm a ghost, not a ghost." ”

Meng Liangliang laughed awkwardly twice and said, "You didn't make a sound just now, I was wondering if you couldn't speak in the sun." ”

Maybe it's because of his tongue, Bai Wuchang's action of twitching the corners of his mouth is particularly obvious. The slight twitching movement drove the long scarlet tongue to tremble and tremble. This picture made Meng Liangliang dare not face him more and more.

Her gaze wandered to the side, pretending to admire the fountain. However, what Bai Wuchang was about to say did not chat, so he deliberately floated to Meng Liangliang's eyes again to show his solemnity.

"Fetal ghosts, unlike other ghosts, generally do not need to be dealt with, and they are allowed to stay until their resentment dissipates or they are reincarnated into the mother body they follow. There is also a situation where, for some reason, the resentment does not gradually dissipate but rather accumulates. This situation falls within the scope of cleanup. ”

Meng Liangliang's gaze flickered to the sky above his head, facing the dazzling sun, pretending to admire the clouds.

Bai Wuchang thought that his words had not been taken seriously by the other party, so without waiting for her to respond, he immediately floated up again, crossed her head, and said in a more serious tone: "The sooner you start, the easier it is." ”

His body was very stable, 100% parallel to the ground. Of course, that scarlet and terrifying tongue was also 100% perpendicular to the ground, and it was only less than a centimeter away from Meng Liangliang, who was also perpendicular to the ground. With the gentle movement of her tongue, the distance hovered above her head at times of zero three, sometimes zero seven.

Ghosts are also controlled by gravity!

This Nima is not scientific!

Meng Liangliang couldn't help but shudder fiercely. In a hurry, he immediately squatted down and pretended to tie his shoes. Bai Wuchang's image was out of sight, and her mind quickly returned to work, and she said in a voice that was still vibrato: "Clean up, clean up." Brother Xie told me this, I shouldn't need me to help you shout cheers.

Do you need me to burn the weapon for you, or do you need me to help you get a rescuer?"

Bai Wuchang finally saw something at this moment. Looking back, from the moment he saw her, her gaze didn't fall on him steadily. From what he had seen these days, this was not her habit of speaking, and she always looked at the other person in a dignified and straight manner - except for the female teacher who was carrying a ghost.

A touch of disbelief gradually appeared in Bai Wuchang's eyes, "Master Meng, you...... Are you afraid of ghosts?"

Meng Liangliang, who was exposed, didn't intend to hide it, she laughed a few times and said: "It's human nature to be afraid of ghosts. ”

It really is!

Bai Wuchang froze in the air for a long time. After falling down, he opened his mouth to the point, "But you are not human. ”

At this time, Meng Liangliang didn't feel embarrassed, and said a little confidently: "Aren't the immortals timid?"

"Yes. Bai Wuchang nodded, and immediately added, "But there is no fear of ghosts." Especially, it is the god of the underworld. ”