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On the way back, my brother drove the car with a pale face. Old Man Chen had completely fainted and fell in the back seat unconscious.

I think I am a stupid person. Why did I say too much at that time and answer "Okay, okay"?

The little ghost told me with a sympathy that if I answered these unjust dead ghosts, they would follow them, commonly known as ghosts and feet.

I dare not look back now. The back of our car is full of minced meat and disgusting ghosts with rotten stomachs.

"Okay... Xiao Qiao, stop crying, let's just take it as learning a lesson... I will also keep my mouth shut and never answer randomly." My brother held it in for a long time and said something.

I covered my face and didn't dare to look up, I was afraid of seeing these scattered ghosts from the reflection of the glass, and they were behind me now.

Because of the stimulation of this fear, I was not sleepy at all. My brother also tightened his nerves and drove, fearing that he would be taken into the ditch by these evil spirits.

He drove a car for a day today and was exhausted when he got home. He threw Old Man Chen on the floor and fell on the sofa to sleep without taking off his clothes.

I looked at the six broken ghosts following me, and cried while holding a quilt to cover my brother.

What should I do? Do I drag these six heel ghosts in and out? Will I be scared to death when I wake up in the middle of the night?

I unscrewed the door of the room, Jiang Qiyun leaned against the head of the bed, looking through the books in my house.

His eyes were cold, and there was a faint sneer on the corner of his lips, watching me walk up to him tremblingly.

He must have seen something behind me, but at this moment his eyes were staring at me, waiting for me to speak first.

What can I say? What else can I do except crying and begging him to help send these ghosts away? The little ghost told me that I personally agreed to the request of the unjust dead ghost. This is a kind of contract of the Spirit of Words, and I must save them.

But I don’t have time to find a special mage to save them! I don’t want to see these unjust deceased ghosts again for a second!

Jiang Qiyun closed the book and stood in front of me. My eyes could only stare at the buttons on his chest.

"Jiang... Qiyun... Can you help me..." I gritted my teeth and asked him. I felt a little guilty, my voice as light as a mosquito.

Before leaving, I was very arrogant and said that we had no future. Less than a day later, I came to ask him for help.

Fortunately, he was unreasonable and just reminded me coldly: "What are you calling me?"

“…Jiang Qiyun.”

"Call again."

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“…Call again.”

I almost buried my head in my chest. I knew what he wanted to hear, but I was really... very unpromising.

"……husband."

No prospect, no prospect.

His eyes and a chuckle could turn me into a moth, flapping my wings desperately in the darkness, and rushing towards the burning and bone-eroding karma fire.

A cold breath surrounded me, my forehead pressed against his heart, tears and lips rubbed all over his cold skin.

He reached out and hugged me, then pushed me to the bathroom: "It smells bad, go and wash it quickly, remember to use mugwort."

I nodded, and while packing my nightgown, I glanced secretly with my own light. He had raised his hand to draw a cold light in the air, and talismans floated to the ghosts with their feet.

I felt relieved in my heart, ran into the bathroom to release water, and took a pack of mugwort leaves and threw them in.

Because of my special circumstances, mugwort is a must-have item for almost everyone from childhood to adulthood. Every family's bathroom is always available. If it is stained with yin energy, it will be used to disinfect and ward off filth.

When I was struggling, it was almost dawn. Although Jiang Qiyun didn't have to sleep, he waited for me all night, which made me feel uneasy. When I lay down, I took the initiative to break the barrier of the cold war and obediently rubbed against him.

He is still so cold, he doesn't like to explain too much, nor does he deliberately create an atmosphere. As long as he doesn't make him angry, he will be quiet and indifferent; if he makes him unhappy, his anger will be terrible.

"Where is the Mifeng Forest Corpse?" I asked without saying a word.

"Are you interested in the underworld?" he asked with his eyes closed.

"...No, I just want to find some topic to talk to you." I was speechless and could only tell the truth.

He opened his eyes, a smile flashed in his eyes: "Didn't you resent me before, and you didn't even want to say anything?"

I really resent him, why did I come up with such a way? This is his child, and he has tolerated it?

But when I heard Bai Wuchang say that this female ghost should have floated out of the corpse of the dense wind forest when the space was tilted, I felt a little scared in my heart - if there were too many such fierce ghosts and evil spirits, what would our place of life become?

If I don’t care about others, will my brother and my dad be in danger? They are in this circle, dealing with these things every day, and are the people in this circle who are affected first?

"Mu Xiaoqiao." Jiang Qiyun looked at me seriously, "Even if you resent me, you can only follow me until death. There is no other choice except to accept it."

I don't like his way of speaking, and it always blows my false fantasies.

I hope his compassion, and he hopes that he is gentle and considerate to me.

"...Bai Wuchang said, I can't find you in Yinjing Tiangong. Have you wasted too much time here?" I spoke dullly, trying to find topics to communicate with him.

Jiang Qiyun chuckled, raised his hand and squeezed my chin and rubbed it: "Does he want to say that I am addicted to beauty? Qingrui has a very correct saying, the woman with pure yin in four pillars is beautiful, charming, weak and sensible... However, you are still a little paranoid in your bones."

He leaned closer and whispered to my lips, "No, listen, words."

The shameful and annoying sound of water was made between the lips and teeth. This feeling was very strange, which aroused a certain crazy mood. The wet and sticky saliva flowed all over the chin. I didn't bother to wipe it, and I even tried my best to swallow the other person into my stomach.

But I was too sleepy, so sleepy that I was in the car, frightened and had a clear pregnancy reaction, and I even felt like I was sleeping with biting his lips.

Otherwise, why do you look saliva when you wake up?

It was noon at this time, and Jiang Qiyun was gone. It was his habit to disappear at will. I was too lazy to take it to heart. I reached out to grab my phone and saw that WeChat was almost exploded.

Song Wei made several calls, but I didn't hear any sound. Seeing her message, I guess it must be Jiang Qiyun who hung up the phone in seconds!

"Xiao Qiao, you're desperate! This morning it was a professional course that you were bald! You actually skipped the class! You even hung up the phone. Are you still rolling the sheets with your boyfriend?"

"Xue Dingding said he wanted to arrange a winter vacation internship. He was targeted by you. Remember to come next class! Don't blame me for not reminding you!"
Chapter completed!