"Oh? Hey, hey, Han Tomb, Lao Gu, how do you know so clearly? How do you know there is a snake in the tomb?" Ling Fan asked with a sinister smile.
"That...that, look, the outdoor machine is such a big gray machine!" Gu Rufeng suddenly pointed outside and said.
"Hey, it's too early for you to play this trick with me!" Ling Fan was unmoved and still locked Gu Rufeng's neck tightly, asking him to tell the truth.
The sound of a roaring plane flying across the sky suddenly sounded, then disappeared again in an instant, and then no sound could be heard at all.
Ling Fan's entire body suddenly turned into stone and became a statue, motionless.
"Look, I'm not lying to you, there is really a handjob!" Gu Rufeng took advantage of Ling Fan's petrified state to get his head out from under his arm, rubbed his red neck, and said with a guilty conscience: "
I also said that I have never robbed a tomb, I just heard what others said."
"Humph, who knows whether what you said is true or false? Anyway, we will start interrogating you after the case is over." Ling Fan raised his eyebrows and smiled at Lao Gu, who was pretending to be confused, "Then I will let the boss interrogate you personally.
"
"Don't! Boy Ling, ah, no, it's Brother Ling. You must not tell the boss that I once robbed a Han Dynasty tomb, otherwise he will have to peel off three layers of my skin!" Gu Rufeng looked apologetic.
With an expression on his face, he pulled Ling Fan's arm and shook it. There seemed to be tears in his eyes, and he choked up and said: "After I was lured here by the boss, he interrogated me. You don't know the boss's methods. I almost lost my life."
I told him all the styles of my underwear. If he knew that I had robbed a Han Dynasty tomb without telling him, he would have to shoot me!"
"Hey, if that's the case, it's easy to handle. As long as you go hunting ghosts with me tonight, I will keep it a secret for you, and I will ensure that the little girl and Tian Yu will not tell the boss about it either." Ling Fan raised his eyebrows.
A finger dangled in Gu Rufeng's eyes, and a sly look flashed out.
After hearing Ling Fan's words, Gu Rufeng was shocked and said: "Boss Ling, didn't you say you were going to hunt for treasures?! Why did you say you were going to catch ghosts?"
Ling Fan shrugged sheepishly and said, "If you didn't say we were going to hunt for treasure, would you have agreed to go with me so easily?"
The sound of snapping sounded deep in Gu Rufeng's heart. Of course, it was just the sound of him imagining slapping himself hard. Ling Fan actually used a fake treasure to reveal the secret he had hidden in his heart for many years.
Even Ling Feng didn't know about this secret, but he didn't expect that his younger brother would trick him out.
Gu Rufeng collapsed weakly on the sofa and sighed: "Boy Ling, oh boy Ling, this wise and powerful Onmyoji has fallen into your hands today. Tell me, what ghost are you planning to catch?"
No matter what the ghost is, only Master Gu will show his true form to me when he arrives."
"What we're catching this time is not a ghost, but a table fairy. We're going to catch that red-faced table fairy tonight!" Ling Fan said with a smile.
Gu Rufeng fell from the sofa to the ground with a thud. He stretched out a trembling hand to hold on the coffee table, then showed his big iron-green face and said coldly: "The red-faced table fairy?! Is that the one who can kill people?"
A guy who makes five holes in his head and sucks out all the brains?"
Ling Fan nodded solemnly and looked at Gu Rufeng with great sympathy.
"Ling Fan..." There was a trace of resentment in Gu Rufeng's eyes.
"Um?"
"I hate you!" Three words popped out from between Gu Rufeng's teeth, causing Ling Fan to get goosebumps all over his body.
That night, a dark cloud suddenly appeared, covering the entire night sky. Soon there was a rumble of thunder, and then a bright flash of light instantly tore through the night, making the entire earth extremely bright. At this time, Xinghua Normal University
The most terrifying apartment in the college no longer has police surveillance, because the two police officers have been ordered not to watch anywhere anymore.
There is a tall and straight figure at the door of the apartment. Lightning casts his shadow long into the living room of the apartment, and bright light shines from the windows of the apartment.
"Isn't it true? It's the first time in such a long time that the weather forecast is completely correct." The person who said this was none other than Shang Juntao.
"Yes, even if it is correct only once, people still believe in the weather forecast, because at least there is hope that it will be correct." Qiao Ling came over, hugged Shang Juntao from behind, and pressed her pretty face against Shang Juntao's back.
On his back, he said softly: "Juntao, I'm leaving tomorrow. I really don't want to stay here anymore. I'm afraid. I'm afraid I'll lose you. If something happens to you, I really don't know what I should do.
How to survive."
Shang Juntao held Qiao Ling's hand and said: "Okay, let's leave together. No matter who tries to stop us tomorrow, they can't stop our determination to leave. This apartment is too terrible. I really don't want to stay here for a moment."
Go down."
"You two, would you like a cup of coffee?" Liu Ziyang's voice came over, and she walked out with three cups of coffee, and then placed them on the table.
Qiao Ling looked at Liu Ziyang with a puzzled face, then turned to look at Shang Juntao, and finally fixed her eyes on Liu Ziyang again, saying with a sarcastic voice: "Hey, what happened today? Why did our Miss Liu personally
Make us coffee!?"
Liu Ziyang was surprisingly lifeless this time. He just sat on the sofa with a dull expression, staring at the three cups of coffee in front of him, and said quietly: "I will leave this apartment tomorrow. Before I leave,
At that time, I wanted to share the remaining three bags of coffee with everyone as our farewell gift."
"What?! Are you leaving too?!" Qiao Ling loosened her grip on Shang Juntao, looked at Liu Ziyang, and asked in a surprised tone.
"Well, my family called me just now. My father asked me to go home quickly. No matter what, he asked me to go back immediately tomorrow." Liu Ziyang said with a somewhat lonely look. After a while, the worry on her face disappeared.
, twisting out a smile and said: "Let's not talk about these sad things. I will leave tomorrow morning, so I made a cup of coffee for everyone tonight. It can be regarded as we once lived in the same apartment together.
Qiao Ling, there may always be some unhappiness between us, let all the unhappiness melt into a cup of coffee and drink it in one sip." Liu Ziyang moved the three cups of coffee with sugar on the plate in front of Qiao Ling.
Qiao Ling's fingers trembled slightly, then she picked up any cup of coffee on the plate and said with a smile: "Okay, let's fight over friendship. I hope all the unpleasantness will disappear in this cup of coffee."
Qiao Ling lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, and praised: "Not bad, it tastes very good, much better than what my nanny makes." As soon as she said this, Qiao Ling immediately knew that her outspoken words were about to cause trouble again, and she hurriedly looked out.
Looking over, I found that Liu Ziyang didn't seem to hear, and just lowered his head to taste his coffee.
Shang Juntao also came over, picked up one of the cups of coffee, and took a sip. It tasted really good. It was indeed much better than the nanny at Qiao Ling's house.
Outside the apartment there was the roar of thunder and the sound of rain that had already begun. In the originally seven-person apartment, there were only three people sitting quietly on the sofa, sipping coffee and watching boring TV.
program. Perhaps it was because he was too nervous these days or because the TV programs were too boring. Liu Ziyang suddenly stretched out his arms, let out a deep yawn, then stood up from the sofa, held his neck and said to everyone:
"Well, I'm really sleepy. I want to go back to my room and take a rest. You two can do whatever you want, hehe." Liu Ziyang smiled at them with a meaningful smile, then walked up the stairs to the entrance and walked towards the second floor.
"Liu Ziyang is so special tonight, she is not hostile to me at all!" Qiao Ling drank the last drop of coffee and looked at the coffee stains at the bottom of the cup and said strangely.
Shang Juntao patted Qiao Ling's head and smiled lovingly: "Fool, isn't this good now? It's better than fighting when you two meet. After all, we are friends."
"Maybe..." Qiao Ling tilted her body slowly, and finally rested her head on Shang Juntao's thigh. She traced a slender finger across Shang Juntao's handsome cheek and said in a charming voice: "Jun
Tao, can you accompany me tonight?"
Shang Juntao admired the beauty of the girl in his arms. He was stunned for a moment when he heard this sentence, and then smiled and said: "Little fool, why are you so anxious? Aren't we already engaged? We will get married when we meet our parents.
Then I can accompany you every day."
A trace of relief flowed in Qiao Ling's beautiful eyes. She stretched out her arms to wrap around Shang Juntao's neck, pressed her face against his chest, and said: "Juntao, do you know? I like it so much.
You, I can't leave you for a moment, I can't imagine what my life would be like without you, so please don't leave me, okay?"
A sudden feeling of emotion surged in Shang Juntao's heart. He lowered his head and pressed a kiss on Qiao Ling's hair. He smiled softly and said, "I'm not the same as you. I only hope that you
What is always only mine, whether in the past or in the future, belongs to me alone. I cannot bear the sight of you being with others, so I will never let you leave me."
"Yes." Qiao Ling nodded solemnly, and then pressed her face against Shang Juntao's broad chest. Her strong and rhythmic heartbeat sounded in her ears. A strong sense of tiredness came down, and Qiao Ling felt that she
The eyelids seemed to be hung with two iron thalliums and could not be lifted up, and the same seemed to be true for Shang Juntao. It seemed that they were too tired, and their nervous nerves had not relaxed for a moment, but at this time they were completely relaxed again.
The lights in the living room of the apartment went out, and Qiao Ling and Shang Juntao hugged each other and walked towards the entrance stairs. Behind them were the roar of thunder and the sound of rain.