The lazy beauty dotes on her husband so much, she deserves to have a partner

A cool breeze blew on the back of my neck.

Ji Huaizhen couldn't help but tremble. He turned his head, but there was no one there. When he was about to look away, he seemed to see a white figure out of the corner of his eye.

He looked carefully, but there was nothing there. He thought it might be his eyes playing tricks on him.

Ji Huaizhen turned around, but Bai Lian blocked his vision.

At this moment, in front of Ji Huaizhen, there was a female ghost with a pale face, dead fish eyes, overly bright red lips, and a smile. The corners of her mouth were stretched to her ears, and she was staring at him, as if she wanted to see an expression of fear on his face.

But I didn't expect someone to block my eyes.

The ghost girl's expression froze on her face. She looked at the person next to her and then changed her target to him.

She raised her extremely exaggerated smile again and slowly walked in front of Bai Lian.

As a result, Bai Lian had a blank expression on his face, as if he didn't even notice her existence. The female ghost didn't believe it, and showed her sharp teeth and long nails, trying to attack him.

Bai Lian whispered, "Don't open your eyes."

He let go of the hand that was blocking Ji Huaizhen's eyes and instead punched the female ghost on the head.

The female ghost didn't take it seriously at first, thinking how could he hit her, but when she really felt the pain, it was too late.

There was fear on the ghost girl's face. Who was he?

In just one night, she watched her soul fly away.

The photographer swallowed his saliva, his hands and feet were already shaking badly, but he still tried hard to hold the camera and shoot.

He was very sure that he didn't see anyone, but the actions taken by Bai Lian made him feel chilling.

The camera was a little shaky, but the people watching on the screen couldn't help but swallow nervously. The weird atmosphere and Bai Lian's actions made them feel a little scared.

Director Feng watched this scene and laughed in disbelief: "Teacher Bai is quite good at grasping our variety show sense, haha."

Ji Huaizhen still had his eyes closed at this moment, and didn't hear any movement, so he asked in confusion: "What happened?"

Bai Lian withdrew his hand with a normal expression and glanced at the group of ghosts trembling in fear across from him, as if Bai Lian was the evil ghost that was harming people!

"It's okay, you can open your eyes now."

Ji Huaizhen slowly opened his eyes, his vision was blurry for a moment and then gradually became clear.

My eyes first fell on Bai Lian's face, which was flawless. No wonder everyone called him a killer who could kill both men and women. This face was really flawless!

I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but Ji Huaizhen feels that it’s not that cold around him anymore.

Bai Lian: "Let's go! Let's go to the front and take a look."

Ji Huaizhen still held his arm, and the two of them walked towards the direction of the music.

They came to a rusty wooden door. The door was not locked, so Bai Lian reached out and pushed it open.

There was a wooden table right in the middle, with a brown music box on it, and the singing they heard came from here.

Ji Huaizhen looked puzzled. There was no one in this place, so how could this music box suddenly ring? Was it a masterpiece of the program team?

Bai Lian and Ji Huaizhen walked in.

Bai Lian looked around but had no time to stop him.

Ji Huaizhen went forward and picked up the music box. He looked at it and found nothing different. Suddenly, he felt a drop of water falling on his head. Ji Huaizhen wondered if this was indoors. Was there a water leak?

He raised his hand and his head at the same time, and his eyes widened immediately. He saw a person with a twisted body, oh no, maybe a ghost, with his limbs stuck to the dark roof and a tongue hanging down that was longer than a normal person's.

His all-white eyeballs stared straight at Ji Huaizhen. The moment Ji Huaizhen looked at him, he felt as if his feet were sealed by cement and he couldn't move. He swallowed unconsciously.

A pair of hands reached out from behind and pulled him back.

Ji Huaizhen was breathing heavily as if he had just experienced intense exercise, and a few drops of blood fell to the ground where he had been standing.

The male ghost turned his head 180 degrees and grinned at them.

The audience in the live broadcast room screamed in fear when they saw this scene.

"Holy crap! Is this true?"

"This is a human costume! It's so real!"

"I was so scared just now that I threw my phone away! What should I do? I dare not sleep tonight!"

The photographer fainted from fright when he saw this scene, with the camera still tightly in his hand.

However, the button was hit and the live broadcast room was closed.

Bai Lian raised his hand to cover Ji Huaizhen's eyes, and looked at the male ghost with obvious disgust in his eyes.

"Stop laughing, you're ugly!"

The smile on the male ghost's face froze. After he came to his senses, he angrily crawled along the wall towards Bai Lian, determined to show Bai Lian how powerful he was.

Bai Lian protected Ji Huaizhen behind him, holding the music box on the table, barely using it as a weapon, and hit hard at the hand that the male ghost stretched out.

The male ghost screamed in pain. Why could he hit himself?

And aren’t I a ghost?

Why are you still afraid of physical attacks?

The male ghost couldn't bear it any longer and could only shout, "Stop! If you have the guts, don't hit me with it!"

Bai Lian: "If you have the ability, don't be so ugly."

Male ghost:......

Why the personal attacks?

The male ghost wanted to subconsciously reply: You are ugly, your whole family is ugly! But when he saw Bai Lian's face, the words that were about to come out of his mouth were blocked.

Ji Huaizhen couldn't help but burst out laughing, and his fear of ghosts inexplicably subsided a lot.

He didn't know that Bai Lian was so good at talking and was good at using his appearance to defeat evil. It seemed that he had been lenient towards him in the past.

The male ghost gritted his teeth when he heard Ji Huaizhen's laughter.

He couldn't beat this man, but how could he beat him?

And seeing as how this man has been protecting him behind him, that must be his weakness!

The male ghost turned all his attacks towards Ji Huaizhen, but he overlooked one thing: Bai Lian's fighting power was far superior to his. It would be extremely difficult to hurt Ji Huaizhen under Bai Lian's nose.

Bai Lian saw clearly the male ghost's intention to attack him. He simply raised his hand to block the male ghost's attack.

When the male ghost saw the music box in his hand approaching, he subconsciously dodged, forming a conditioned reflex.

There’s no way, it really hurts!

The male ghost was originally a hunter, but now he is being chased and beaten by Bai Lian with a music box. The scene is inexplicably funny.

Seeing that Ji Huaizhen was left alone, a hint of success flashed across the male ghost's eyes.

He pretended to be beaten by Bai Lian and unable to resist, with the purpose of making them relax their vigilance. Now that the time had come, he immediately ran towards Ji Huaizhen.

"Haha! Got you!"

Ji Huaizhen reacted quickly and ran away. He failed to catch the male ghost, and his completely white eyes were filled with murderous intent.

The next second, he was stepped on by Bai Lian. Bai Lian's calm eyes were like undercurrents lurking beneath the calm surface of a lake, which made the male ghost shudder.

Male ghost: "Who are you?"

Bai Lian: "The one who will send you to see the King of Hell."

With a strong push of his foot, the male ghost screamed in pain and instantly turned into white mist and dissipated into the air.

Ji Huaizhen stared blankly at Bai Lian at this moment, feeling that he was a little strange, but not afraid.

But I feel like I haven't really known him.