Dreaming of 1988, I have the ability to see ghosts and ghosts

After putting away the soul-locking bag, I raised my eyebrows and a smile appeared at the corner of my mouth. It seems that Dongju’s problem will be solved soon.

I went back to Jiang Shuang's room and whispered a few words to Uncle Huang. Uncle Huang understood and said to Jiang Shuang.

"You have a conversation with Feng'er first. I'll go get the magic tool from the car. I'll do the ritual and take away the evil spirit. You'll get better slowly."

"Really? What did you see?"

Jiang Shuang expressed her disbelief that Uncle Huang had been in her room since he came in. Of course, I had been out, but I was just a little girl and she didn't think I could catch ghosts.

"Oh, I saw it when I came in just now. It was Dongju's mother. She came to take revenge on you. You should know it in your heart."

Uncle Huang said it bluntly.

Jiang Shuang was frightened and spoke with trembling lips.

"Really, is it really her?"

Huang Bo ignored her and went downstairs. After a while, Uncle Huang came up and took out a compass and some professional supplies in a serious manner.

After some operations, he gave Jiang Shuang a piece of talisman paper, which I drew.

"The evil spirit has been subdued by me. Stick this talisman on the door of your house and get some sun for a few days. When you get better in a week, come to my shop and pay me."

Uncle Huang would not ask for money at the time. Usually, after the matter was resolved, the owner would take the initiative to send the money to the shop.

The owner of the house generally will not default on his debt, nor do they dare to do so. They generally do not dare to offend a Yin-Yang master or a Feng Shui master, for fear of being plotted against.

"Thank you then!" Jiang Shuang was very happy. She moved her body and immediately felt much better.

I don't think it should get better so quickly, and it may be a psychological thing.

But it did have a certain effect. She actually got up from the bed and went to stick the talisman on the door.

Seeing that she still looked a little weak, Uncle Huang took it and wanted to help her put it on, but unfortunately he was not tall enough and looked at me a little embarrassed.

I tried hard not to laugh. I don't know why this old man became so short after he turned into a human. His goal was only about 1.55 meters tall. Compared with my current height of 1.62 meters, it was indeed out of reach.

But I am a dwarf in front of the 1.8-meter-tall Long Mo. Why do I think of him unconsciously when I think of the issue of height?

Yes, I seem to miss him. Chi hasn’t been back for a long time, and I can’t help but feel a little sad.

I really didn't know that my emotions change so quickly. No matter what happens or what I think about, it will trigger a sensitive nerve deep in my heart.

"Feng girl, what are you thinking about? Can't you see that I can't reach you?"

Uncle Huang's voice brought my thoughts back to normal.

I quickly said "oh" and took the talisman from his hand and pasted it on. Then I found that Dongju ran out of the room for some reason.

"Mom, are you feeling better?"

Her voice is soft and sweet, very pleasant to hear. I think, in this family, apart from her step-grandmother who treats her coldly, Jiang Shuang would not reject this sensible child.

"Dongju, why haven't you slept yet? You have to go to school tomorrow. Don't worry, Grandpa Huang has checked on me, and I'm much better now."

Jiang Shuang's voice was very low, with a hint of reproach. This stepmother was indeed not very selfish, but she didn't know if her attitude towards Dong Ju would change over time.

However, I still don't want Dongju to continue living in this family. After all, these two adults have no blood relationship with her. Even if Jiang Shuang can treat her well, that step-grandmother cannot accommodate her.

I was very glad that I went to Dongju's grandfather's house that day, so that she would have someone to rely on in the future. Just like me, even though I didn't have parents, my grandmother raised me very well.

After hearing Jiang Shuang's words, Dongju did not go back to her room immediately, but looked at Uncle Huang and me with her big eyes. Uncle Huang and I nodded at her at the same time.

She immediately smiled and happily walked us to the door with Jiang Shuang.

Uncle Huang drove towards the villa. We usually stayed at the villa on weekends. Uncle Huang would sometimes stay in the yard of the shop for two days from Monday to Friday.

The reason why I agreed to stay in the villa on weekends was that I had my own little thoughts. Every time I entered the villa, I looked forward to seeing Long Mo's cool and handsome face.

Although he may seem cold in the eyes of others, the gentleness he shows towards me is irresistible to me.

I was in a good mood at the moment because I had solved a big problem. The corners of my mouth curled up slightly as I looked out the car window.

Although the chill of late autumn permeates the air, the bright moon hangs high in the deep night sky like a silver plate, casting a cool light.

The moonlight shines through the sparse branches, casting mottled shadows on the ground, like a natural ink painting.

Uncle Huang looked at my face through the moonlight, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he was also very pleased.

It would be perfect if Long Mo could come back tonight.

It was already late at night when we returned to the villa. We simply washed up and went back to our rooms.

I'm still a little tired. I had planned to release Dongju's parents after I came back and ask them what happened between them and whether they have any unfulfilled wishes.

After helping them solve the problem, I asked for their consent and let them stay in the Soul Purifying Bottle for a while before sending them away.

But I gave up because I was a little tired and decided to wait until tomorrow night. By then I would have to ask Uncle Huang to take me back to school early on Monday morning.

The moment I lifted the quilt, a slender Long Mo in pajamas appeared out of nowhere, scaring me and making me scream.

Long Mo pulled me into his arms and covered my mouth with his white and slender hand.

"Don't scream, don't scare the old man."

His voice is soft and charming.

But my voice still startled Uncle Huang. He hurried to my door and asked worriedly, "Feng girl, what's wrong with you?"

"It's okay, Uncle Huang, go and rest, it's me."

Long Mo replied to him with a very cold voice. He also called him Uncle Huang just because I did. Uncle Huang said that he used to call him Huangpi, which made him uncomfortable, but he couldn't refute it and said that it was all because of me.

Uncle Huang said "oh" and turned away.

After Uncle Huang left, he gently released his hand that was covering my mouth.

"Long Mo, why are you back?"

I immediately smiled, was overjoyed, and hugged him excitedly.

Before, I was very shy in front of him, and he usually took the initiative to hug me. But as time went by, I let go of my reserve and naturally had some intimate actions with him.

But until now, we have only hugged each other. Even though he always sleeps in the same bed with me every time he comes back, we have never kissed.

Sometimes when I wake up earlier than him, I will secretly look at his handsome and fair face with clear contours, and admire his incomparable and impeccably matched facial features.

His forehead was broad and full, smooth as jade, with a few strands of hair casually hanging down in front of his forehead, adding a bit of casualness and unruliness.

A pair of sword-like eyebrows slanted into the temples, thick and neat, as if drawn with the most delicate brush, with the brow peaks slightly raised, revealing a touch of sharp heroic spirit.

Even his closed eyes are so beautiful. When he stares at you, his gaze seems to penetrate your soul, making you fall into it and unable to extricate yourself.

The straight nose bridge is as tall as a mountain, and the lines are smooth and graceful.

His lips are thin and rosy, with slightly upturned corners, and he always has a faint smile on his face when facing me.

His strong chin line shows his determination and courage, and his slightly protruding Adam's apple adds a bit of masculine charm.

Looking at his sexy thin lips, I sometimes secretly wonder if kissing him would feel as sweet as described in the books.

Often at this moment, my face would turn red with shame, and when I noticed his eyes were about to open, I would quickly turn over and hide.