The newly bought mansion is very new, and it looks like it has just been built.

With the help of Luo Tong, the purchase of this mansion was very smooth.

Zhang Bairen stood in front of the gate of the mansion, his feet were like a thousand pounds, and he couldn't take a step.

It's not that Zhang Bairen's feet are sticky, but that there are ghosts in the courtyard.

"Brother Bainin, let's go in. Shui Yanran looked at Zhang Bairen without the slightest intention of going in, and said with some urging.

"Let's stay at the guest house tonight, there is no maid in this house, and the nurse is not safe and convenient. ”

Zhang Bairen thought about it and said.

"Childe, you're afraid of the ghosts inside!" Fu Bo said bluntly.

"Giggles," Shui Yanran chuckled.

"Brother Bairen, don't worry, even if there is a ghost, I don't dare to hurt you, Yanran will protect you. ”

Shui Yanran's heart moved, mana appeared on her fingers, and a pink flame appeared.

Obviously, this is Shui Yanran telling Zhang Bairen again, don't forget, she is a monk.

"It's not that I'm afraid of ghosts, the main thing is that this room hasn't been tidied up yet, so I can't sleep!" Zhang Bairen continued to resist stubbornly.

"Childe, when we paid the money, others said that everything in the room would be cleaned every day, and you could move in directly. Fauber said seriously.

"Don't speak, everyone treats you like a dumb person. Zhang Bairen said in a cold voice.

"Well, by the way, Yanran is still young, and she is afraid to sleep by herself, so sleep with me tonight. ”

After speaking, Zhang Bairen held his courage and walked into the courtyard.

Shui Yanran hurriedly followed behind Zhang Bairen, grabbing the corner of her clothes, lowering her head, her face full of shyness.

Journey to the West, the girl is precocious.

Shui Yanran knew that tonight, she could....

Fu Bo was stunned, as if he had offended his son.

For dinner, Fuber made something to eat casually, and the taste was disagreeable.

Zhang Bairen thought to himself, tomorrow he must find some maids, nurses, and good cooks.

No matter how you say it, you have a lot of money in your pocket, and you want to enjoy the life of an aristocracy.

Go back to your room and light a candle.

Under the faint candlelight, Shui Yanran's little face was flushed, and she sat on the edge of the bed, holding the corners of her clothes with both hands.

Zhang Bairen lit another candle, came to the desk, and took out the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone.

Since he has come to Datang, he has to do his old job again, otherwise, he will sit and eat empty, and no matter how much silver he has, he can spend it all.

"Brother Bainin, it's night, let's rest. ”

Shui Yanran's weak voice came.

"Yanran, you go to sleep first, I'll write for a while and then go to sleep. ”

Zhang Bairen was scared in his heart, so he let Shui Yanran share a room with him.

But when she really got to a room, she couldn't sleep in the same bed, after all, Shui Yanran was only a twelve-year-old girl.

Zhang Bairen can only write books, and after a long night, he can only write books and polish time.

And maybe there are ghosts.

Thinking that there were ghosts in the mansion, Zhang Bairen only felt a chill in his back.

"Brother Bairen, do you dislike Yanran for being small? But Yanran is already more than girls of the same age. ”

Shui Yanran said with some loss.

Looking down, Shui Yanran blamed herself a little, blaming herself for growing up slowly, which made Brother Bairen not interested.

If only it were as big as Senior Sister Hanxue's.

Zhang Bairen was speechless, what is this?

"Don't think about it, go to sleep. ”

Zhang Bairen said a word, and then fell into deep thought.

He had already figured out what book to write, and he had already written the beginning.

Copying books is easy to say, but difficult to say.

Memory is important.

Of course, even if you have a good memory, you can't write down the entire book.

So, one more thing that is very important is the writing.

To copy a book, you don't need to memorize all the contents, you only need to remember some important content, and then use your imagination to decorate those contents.

Long.

Shui Yanran had already fallen asleep, her sleeping posture was not too honest, and Zhang Bairen had already covered her with the quilt three times.

It's not small, indeed.

Shui Yanran slept sweetly and smiled, probably in a sweet dream.

Zhang Bairen sat at the desk, dragging his chin with his hands, thinking about the plot of the book, how to extend the content of 200 words to 20,000 words.

"Sasa...."

It's spring, and there's a breeze blowing outside, blowing on the foliage, and a crisp sound is heard.

Zhang Bairen's body trembled suddenly, and a wave of urine came to him.

People have three urgencies, Zhang Bairen stood up, walked to the door, opened the door gently, and took a step....

Paused.

Retreated again.

There are ghosts in this mansion, and the old thing of Fu Bo may lie, but Shui Yanran will not.

The urine was unbearable, Zhang Bairen clamped his legs, and couldn't help but sound the movie of his previous life in his heart.

It seems that the ghosts are all encountered because of urine!

People belong to yang, and ghosts belong to yin.

When people urinate, it is easy to leak their yang energy, and at this time, ghosts can take advantage of the void.

"Why don't you call Shang Yanran?"

No, I'm a big man, how can I let a little girl pee with me, and it's because I'm afraid, this is an ugly thing, and I can't publicize it.

Call Fauber?

It doesn't work either!

After eating, the old bastard went to the side room with a sneer, a hundred steps away from his room.

screamed loudly, didn't even Yanran wake up?

In his previous life, Uncle Nine, a master of ghost hunting, said that boy urine is a thing to suppress evil spirits, and whether it is a ghost or a zombie, they are afraid of child urine.

I'm still a child, and if a ghost dares to come near, I'll nullify him.

Well, that's it.

Thinking of this, Zhang Bairen tiptoed out.

Whew....

A breeze blows.

Fauber, who was sleeping soundly in the side room, suddenly opened his eyes, sat up, came to the window, and looked out.

I can't see my fingers, but it doesn't affect Fauber's vision,

He saw that not far away, Zhang Bairen was holding a candle and walking towards the thatched house with gentle steps.

Most importantly.

Behind Zhang Bairen, there was this person, who followed closely behind Zhang Bairen.

There are no feet, it is floating.

"It's okay to be scared, maybe you can open your mind and cultivate immortals. ”

Fauber felt that this method was very reliable.

Zhang Bairen came to the thatched house, put the candle aside, and then untied his clothes.

Whew.... Whining.....

In the dark of the night, the candlelight is faint, the breeze blows, the candlelight flickers, and it may be extinguished at any time.

Zhang Bairen only felt a chill behind his back, his legs trembled a little, and he closed his eyes, but the movements in his hands were not slow.

Very skillfully untied his clothes and took out a water gun.

For a while, as if the floodgates were opened, the water gun sprayed water out.

Rushing.....

The impact was loud.

Call....

A gust of wind seemed to be blowing against Zhang Bairen's back, which made Zhang Bairen shake violently and the water gun stopped.

I was so frightened that I suffocated back.

Suddenly!

Zhang Bairen only felt something on his shoulder, which made Zhang Bairen's face suddenly pale, closed his eyes, and quickly turned around.

"Ahh