After the scum finished ghost attack, I put it back on again

Fu Lin looked at the walking corpse that appeared from the darkness.

He was full of death, with a ferocious expression, the only eyes that could be regarded as beautiful showed a condensed fierce light, and there was a bit of inexplicable irony.

He opened his mouth to say something, but when he saw the surrounding environment clearly, he suddenly stopped.

In the very familiar room, the handsome young man with red phoenix eyes rested his chin on one hand, watching him motionlessly.

This scene was something he never dared to recall.

It is so familiar that it fills the heart with warmth, but it cannot conceal the infinite emptiness hidden behind the warmth.

The mummy raised the left hand that still had skin and bones, and half-covered his forehead. The shadows cast by it were sprinkled between the dark red eyes, covering up the darkness and struggle in the eyes.

He lowered his eyes and asked in a low voice, "What are you doing here?"

"Wait for someone." Fu Lin paused, then added, "Wait for Shen Yuan."

"Wait for him?" The mummy smiled sarcastically, "Should I continue to lie to him?"

"what are you talking about?"

Fu Lin rolled his eyes, and was too lazy to care about this ghost servant with weird thinking. He picked up his mobile phone and made a call to Shen Yuan directly. Not long after, the mechanical female voice in the receiver indicated that the other party was on the phone. Fu Lin probably got blocked together. up.

He was a little angry and a little helpless, so he could only continue to send friend requests to Shen Yuan.

The mummy frowned, and looked down at the black-haired youth's phone interface.

He is typing in the friend verification information: [Why doesn't my son come back? 】

Even though he was sending such a flat message, the young man looked disgusted and depressed.

Seems to be blaming himself for something.

"What, regret it?" The mummy maintained a cold smile.

Fu Lin sighed: "Yeah, I just want him to live a good life." He scratched his hair, "Why is it like this."

I just hope he doesn't pay too much.

"..."

The mummy fell silent, and the room was so quiet that the rustling wind outside could be heard.

His whole body was trapped in the shadows, and he couldn't make out what expression he had.

Fu Lin rubbed his forehead: "I really don't understand Shen Yuan. You said that since he spent so much effort to revive me, why did he delete my friend?"

Fu Lin thought that he had lost his horse before, but looking at Shen Mo's reaction, it was obvious that there was no such thing.

So what the hell is Shen Yuan doing?

The mummy didn't answer all the time, Fu Lin just thought that he didn't understand Shen Yuan's thinking logic, so he changed the subject: "Oh, by the way, have you figured it out?"

"What?" The mummy raised its eyelids wearily.

Fu Lin patted the mummy's shoulder: "Be obedient and accept your fate, and be my corpse servant."

"Then help you get the Soul Tray?" The mummy asked back with a faint smile, showing obvious coldness.

Fu Lin shook his head: "No, no, let's help Shen Yuan survive first."

The mummy paused, and looked up at the black-haired young man little by little.

After a long while, the mummy closed its eyes again, and silently stopped the power that had been clearing the corpse-controlling curse, its slightly flickering eyes seemed to be planning something.

He leaned against the wall and asked in a hoarse voice, "Then what if it's not good? Aren't you going home?"

"Don't be crowed." Fu Lin frowned, and stared at a certain corpse, "I'm not in a hurry to go home."

After learning that there was a large time difference between the two worlds, Fu Lin relaxed instead.

Don't put it off for too long.

After that, the two of them didn't talk anymore, Fu Yi closed his eyes and meditated all the time, while Fu Rin was playing with his mobile phone boredly, waiting for Shen Yuan silently.

When people are bored, they always want to make big news.

Fu Lin is even more so.

So, he posted a message on Moments, announcing to his thousands of friends on WeChat that he was resurrected and returned.

And attached a small advertisement for ghost hunting.

Before he left, he left all the money to Zhou Yuanze's mother, and currently he has no money.

It's really scary.

It's time to open up.

For a moment, countless calls and messages flooded into his mobile phone, some were shocked, questioned, unbelieved, scolded, and some people asked for the resurrection technique at a high price.

Fu Lin arranged a row of information, and finally found a ghost hunter among a bunch of meaningless tone words.

The sender is Qin Yuqian.

The name really made Fu Lin startled.

He was a little hesitant, and only clicked on Qin Yuqian's name when there was still no second order after waiting for more than half an hour.

Strictly speaking, this person is not Fu Lin's friend, but the original owner's friend.

Not just ordinary friends, but an ex-boyfriend.

When Fu Lin read the original master's diary, she was stunned.

This is the first time he has encountered homosexuality in his daily life, and Qin Yuqian is also the only gay (Da Wu) he knows.

Fu Lin didn't have any opinion on homosexuality, but Qin Yuqian was really unkind, so Fu Lin had to say a lot about him.

According to the original owner's diary, the original owner was originally a straight straight man who liked big breasted lolita and never knew what sensual beauty was. This is also described in the original text of "Exorcism".However, Qin Yuqian knew the other party's sexual orientation, and still pursued him relentlessly, doing all kinds of tricks, making the original owner dizzy.

Just break the bend, Qin Yuqian cheated on the original owner not long after they dated, secretly cheated on him many times behind the original owner's back.

If it's green, it's green, and he even said confidently that the original owner was too poor and useless, so he had no choice but to green the original owner.

God fucking had to.

The poor diary of the original owner is simply a literature of youth pain. The only good thing is that he has not offered a chrysanthemum yet, and he will not have a miscarriage.

Therefore, Fu Lin was shocked by Qin Yuqian's actions today, what kind of face did he have to contact him to catch ghosts.

Want to take an order?

"Fu Yi, let me ask you." Fu Lin called out to his ghost servant, and then organized his words, "Suppose, a big scumbag broke you..."

The mummy looked at Fu Lin curiously.

"He showed that you were everything to him, but in fact it didn't matter at all, it was all rhetoric. Now, he asked you for a favor, what would you do?" Fu Lin finished the statement in one breath.

The mummy's face was stiff at first, then gradually blackened like the bottom of a pot, and finally he sneered: "What do you want me to do?"

He paused, but still replied: "What else can I do? Help me." The words were sarcasm, but there was also a sense of grievance implied.

Fu Lin was even more shocked. Is such a walking corpse in their family actually a lowly type?

"Then what if he loves you...?"

Before Fu Lin could finish his sentence, someone slammed into the wall to resist him, and the tall mummy completely enveloped him.

A cold touch brushed against his lips, and only the other's long, narrow and deep eyes remained in his vision.

"You can try." A cold breath fell on his lips and cheeks, "If you want to never get out of the Shen residence in your life."

Fu Lin was startled by this change. After a full minute, he raised his brows: "I give you full marks for your reaction. The small black room is imprisoned, which is impressive."

"Then what if..." Fu Lin continued to assume, "He still despises you...ugly?"

The mummy expressionless: "Chop it up directly."

Fu Lin nodded in satisfaction without a sense of crisis, and then sent Qin Yuqian a message: [OK, tomorrow at 11:[-] noon, xx coffee shop, negotiable. 】

After posting, Fu Lin stretched his waist: "No, I can't wait anymore, let's go to sleep."

Fu Lin led the mummy to the next room.

After washing, he fell asleep sleepily.

In the middle of the night, in the mist, Fu Lin felt his ears being licked by something warm and moist, and the moist breath kept spraying down, which was very itchy. He couldn't help shaking, and half-opened his eyes in a daze.

He was surrounded by a man with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, narrow and deep eyes with slightly raised tails, straight nose, and exquisite facial features.

The author has something to say:

Ah, it was inexplicably lost yesterday... I don’t understand, but I changed it a little bit (;へ:)