Your ghost-catching pose is perfect

Meng Tan looked at the empty office, his eyes fell on the black powder piled up under the table legs and corners, and he chuckled mockingly.

He raised his hand, a ray of golden light glowed from his fingertips, and pointed at the black powder——

"You and I are both demons, why do you have to kill them all?!"

A phantom appeared in front of Meng Tan, it turned out to be Zhou Dawen, the ghost who had been wiped out by the Thunder Talisman just now!He looked very weak, and even the phantom image was condensed and scattered.

Hearing this, Meng Tan snorted coldly and said, "Who is the same as you? A monster is a monster, a ghost is a ghost, and I cannot be the same as a ghost who has been reduced to a pawn of others."

After finishing speaking, he showed no mercy at all, controlled the pure monster power, condensed all the scattered black powder, and completely annihilated them, completely turning a deaf ear to Zhou Dawen's screaming curses.

After cleaning up the remaining ghostly breath, Meng Tan looked down at the scars on the wooden floor that had been scratched by the steel ruler.Those scratches formed a simple trap, although the lines were messy, they were never broken.Blood was sprinkled in the scratches, mixed with cinnabar powder, splashed everywhere, and the scene looked extremely tragic.

Meng Tan stroked his chin, and suddenly smiled: "The Jiang family has raised a good child, but... still lack experience."

After finishing the words, he stood up straight, stretched his arms lazily, and then jumped down from the window on the 23rd floor without looking back.

Two seconds later, a pure black 丨 cat covered in satin lightly landed on the ground downstairs of Fuxi Building.

The black cat shook its head and left along the green belt around the building.

"Carbon Fourteen."

A clear male voice suddenly appeared at the corner of the green belt.The black cat froze for a moment, then looked up.

Wearing a rare suit and a neat short hair style, Miao Hua stood under the pagoda tree by the road and looked over sharply.

"Yo, boss." The black cat spit out the words.

Miao Hua opened her arms, the black cat paused, and finally jumped into Miao Hua's arms.Miao Hua stroked the cat's soft fur, and looked up at the broken window on the 23rd floor of Fuxi Building.

"Seven emotions return to the world..."

He said quietly: "It's really been a long time since I saw you."

When Jiang Xunli opened his eyes again, he found himself lying in a strange place.The surroundings are full of the unique atmosphere of the hospital, but the decoration of the room does not look like a hospital, but like a high-end hotel.

He turned his head and saw the infusion stand standing beside the bed, making sure that this was really a hospital ward.

His body was still a little weak, his spiritual power was exhausted, he had lost too much blood, and there were still wounds on his body from the ghost energy, which made him ache all over.Especially the head hurts badly, as if the skull is about to split.

Jiang Xunli couldn't help but let out a heavy breath, and raised his hand to press the center of his brow.

His hands were wrapped with thick gauze, and his palms, which were scratched because he held the dagger with his bare hands last night, throbbed with pain.

The door of the ward was pushed open, Jiang Xunli looked up, but saw a round-faced little policeman coming in.

"Hey, you're awake! I'll tell Chief Zhang that he's safe." The little policeman took out his cell phone and made a call.

Jiang Xunli operated the electronic knob on the side of the hospital bed to raise the head of the bed a little bit, looked at the sky that had begun to turn white outside the curtains, and guessed the current time.

The little policeman responded with a few words, hung up the phone, turned around and took Jiang Xunli's cell phone from the sofa outside the ward, and handed it to Jiang Xunli.Jiang Xunli took the phone and glanced at it. At 05:30, no calls or messages were received on the phone.

"Boss Zhang found something yesterday, and he is preparing to summon Zhou Dawen's wife this morning, so he may not be able to come in the morning." The little policeman smiled, "But your injuries are not serious, and you should be discharged from the hospital today. Going home to rest."

"Well, Jiang Peng sent me here?" Jiang Xunli asked.

The little policeman nodded: "Yes, Mr. Jiang arranged for you to be hospitalized, but he went back after treating the wound last night..."

"Is his injury serious? What did the doctor say?" Jiang Xunli was a little anxious, and wanted to get out of bed as he lifted the quilt.

The little policeman immediately came over to support him, and said with a smile, "Mr. Jiang is fine, but his wrist is a little scratched."

Jiang Xunli heaved a sigh of relief.

He picked up the phone and was about to call Jiang Peng, but suddenly realized that it was not yet six o'clock in the morning, so he threw the phone back on the bedside table.After a brief wash, he ate some porridge for breakfast, walked around the ward for a while, and then lay back on the hospital bed.

Although the battle last night took a short time, it still consumed too much of his spiritual and physical energy. After lying on the bed for a while, Jiang Xunli fell into a drowsy sleep again.

When consciousness came back again, Jiang Xunli felt something touching his face.

He kept breathing steadily, did not open his eyes, but mobilized his senses, and carefully felt the slightly chilly finger that was touching his cheek.He could smell the faint scent of disinfectant carried in that hand, as well as the lingering cool sandalwood scent.

After a while, fingers slid past Jiang Xunli's ear, slowly holding his head.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of soft and slightly cool lips touched his mouth lightly.

Jiang Xunli raised his hand and pressed the back of Jiang Peng's head, deepening the good morning kiss.

However, his physical strength was insufficient after all, and soon he lay back on the pillow out of breath, and looked at Jiang Peng with a smile.

Jiang Peng also looked at Jiang Xunli, he stretched out his hand, touched Jiang Xunli's forehead, and said, "It's okay."

"Huh? What's okay? I have a fever?" Jiang Xunli was taken aback for a moment, then raised his hand to touch his forehead.When he woke up in the morning, he didn't feel any signs of fever, and he hadn't had a fever for a long time.

"It's not a fever." Jiang Peng paused, then sighed softly, "You lost a dangerous amount of blood last night, and your body is cold."

Thinking of the battle last night, Jiang Xunli couldn't help but smile wryly: "I'm full of wounds now, I'm afraid I'm going to have scars again... I still remember when I was a child, I saw the wounds on Grandpa's body, and those on Uncle's body. , are left behind when they were young and practiced. At that time, I was still envious..."

Jiang Peng asked, "Why are you worried about leaving scars?"

"Uh, because," Jiang Xunli was a little embarrassed, "it's just... because..."

He was a little embarrassed to say it.

Jiang Peng looked at Jiang Xunli seriously, waiting for his next words.

Jiang Xunli blushed a little when she was stared at, but instead she was heartbroken and said, "You always say you like a perfect, uh, body...cough, if I have a scar on my body, I wouldn't dare to show it in front of your eyes I took off my clothes... how about...that..."

Jiang Peng was silent for a moment, and asked: "You know you will be injured, so you go alone?"

Jiang Xunli looked at Jiang Peng, his face suddenly became serious.

"Jiang Peng."

He said seriously: "Your behavior yesterday was very dangerous."

Jiang Peng listened without saying a word.

"That's not an ordinary person, not a criminal, that's a ghost." Jiang Xunli said in a deep voice, "And you, without spiritual protection, the amulet I gave you can only play a limited role. .Once that ghost attaches to you, threaten me with your life to let it go..."

"What do you think I should do? In such a situation, what can I do?" Jiang Xunli said, his voice a little blocked.

Jiang Peng opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but couldn't speak.

Jiang Xunli said with difficulty: "Jiang Peng, I know you want to protect me and help me. But... if you follow like that, it is very likely... that you will become my... procrastination..."

"I know."

Jiang Peng said quickly: "I know, I may hold you back, and may become your weakness. I am different from you, we are not from the same world at all."

Jiang Xunli was suddenly a little frightened, reached out and grabbed Jiang Peng's hand, and said urgently: "Don't say that..."

"You are very strong, Jiang Xunli, I know you are very strong! But I also know that you may die! You were not normal yesterday afternoon, which made me feel like you...are saying goodbye to me."

Jiang Peng's voice was a little trembling: "You have a hunch, right? Before, you were willing to let me help you, give me those glasses, and let me be a bait, but this time you are not even willing to let me approach the scene."

"You must have felt the danger, right? Xiaoli, I'm not a fool..."

He seldom said so many words at once, and his tone was so excited.Jiang Xunli was a little startled, he looked at Jiang Peng's flushed eyes, and could only say dryly, "...don't be angry."

"How can I not be angry?"

Jiang Peng sighed, raised his hand, embraced Jiang Xunli's shoulders, hugged him in his arms, put his cheek against his neck, and sighed: "I'm not only angry, but also scared."

"Do you know, when I thought you fell from the 20-storey building, I just... I don't know how to describe the mood at that time. I was angry, panicked, scared, I even hated, I—"

"and many more!"

Jiang Xunli pushed Jiang Peng away from his body and grabbed his shoulder tightly, ignoring the pain from the wound on his hand.

He stared at Jiang Peng closely, repeating word by word: "angry, panic and fear...hate..."

As he said that, Jiang Xunli's eyes became brighter and brighter: "By the way, there are worries...and...and love!"

Jiang Peng was stunned: "...Xiaoli?"

"Happiness, anger, worry, fear, love, hatred, desire." Jiang Xunli blushed, "I didn't expect it! There is such a thing in that book!"

"Do you still remember that female model, Zhu Weiwei, who showed her love to you..." Jiang Xunli said.

Jiang Peng coughed in embarrassment: "Xiao Li, what did you mention her for?"

"Because she couldn't love you, she drank her sorrows with wine, so she turned into a ghost."

When he said this sentence, Jiang Xunli looked very serious, and Jiang Peng didn't know what expression to use to face the content of this sentence.

Jiang Xunli himself was not aware of this, and continued: "As for Qi Xiaotian, because of his phobia, he would fall into fear because of things that ordinary people think are very normal, and eventually died of it."

"Then there is Fang Guiqi, who died of anger when he learned of his apprentice's betrayal... Anger, that's right! Then there is Tang Xiaojing, who died of worry!"

Jiang Peng gradually heard some clues.

"Have you found a connection between these cases?" he asked.

Jiang Xunli nodded and said excitedly: "The reason why Zhou Dawen is so powerful is because he has an extremely strong emotion—hate! Hatred itself may give birth to fierce ghosts, and he was deliberately led and created by others. He is not strong." On the contrary, it cannot be said.”

As he spoke, he lowered his head to count again: "There are joy and desire after that... No!"

Jiang Xunli's face turned pale.

He raised his head, stared blankly at Jiang Peng with a confused face, and muttered, "Die because of joy...?"

"... I seem to have heard it somewhere?"

The author has something to say:

Painter Jiang: I am not only angry, but also scared!

Jiang Xiaofeng:? ? ?Wait, I remember that in the book...

Painter Jiang: ... (I'll confess my heart to you, but you're still thinking about catching ghosts?!)

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In addition to the news in Chapter 49, the foreshadowing of death because of "joy" is good~~~~ Several chapters have appeared before

Little angels who have forgotten can go to Chapter 24~

(It's too far away, hey!

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Catching insects~ Does JJ even block "color丨cat" now_(:з"∠)_