My magic stick is going to heaven!

Wen Changlang reluctantly got into the car after Shang Yanzhou dragged it down, but his mouth was pouted:

"Since I moved to Xiaoyanglou, I not only have to feed myself, but also add you. The key is not enough to eat!"

Shang Yanzhou's expression remained unchanged: "I remember someone said that I was stuffed."

Wen Changlang's face turned pale, and he said angrily, "I was so hungry that I felt I was stretched!"

After starting the car, Shang Yanzhou didn't say a word, and drove directly back to West Street. After stopping the car, he returned to the living room, but Shang Yanzhou suddenly turned his head, stared at Wen Changlang, and asked:

"Didn't you say that you have an appointment with a ghost tonight?"

Wen Changlang looked up, as a matter of course: "Yes, do you want to come along, just to chat."

Shang Yanzhou sat down directly on the sofa, with his arms clasped lightly on his folded knees, looking calm and relaxed.

"Why not?"

Wen Changlang smiled, leaning on the edge of the sofa with one hand, then used his strength to roll over to the side of Shang Yanzhou, sat down, and said gloatingly:

"Could it be that the governor is afraid of being alone, so he wants to find a reason to stay with me?"

Shang Yanzhou rolled her eyelids: "boring"

Wen Changlang: "Hmph, just wait, don't jump on me in fright tonight, call the soul to the door, I can do it at my fingertips."

Ignoring his words, Shang Yanzhou stared at the darkened sky outside, his eyes gradually darkened:

"Tell me, is the sky before the storm particularly quiet?"

Wen Changlang looked out along his line of sight, and he replied in a dawdly way:

"Before the hero saved the beauty, the sky was very quiet, don't worry!"

Shang Yanzhou: "Boring!"

Midnight is approaching, a familiar wind blows in from the open-air balcony, whistling, Shang Yanzhou and Wen Changlang sit on the sofa, their eyes collide, Wen Changlang grins at Shang Yanzhou , Then he lowered his head and took out the soul-calling flag, drew a rune on it, the rune creature, touched the soul-calling flag and disappeared, turned into a spirit, entangled with the soul-calling flag.

As soon as the soul-calling banner came out, the lights in the entire living room were dimmed, and a black shadow slowly crawled in twistedly from the entrance.

Under the cold moonlight, there was a long, crawling bloodstain. When the moonlight was stained on the black shadow, the place where the sight touched was blood red. It was a vampire at all. The face was bloody and distorted. Has been issued whining cry.

When he was two meters away from Wen Changlang and the others, Wen Changlang waved his soul-calling banner and said solemnly:

"Okay, let's just stay there. Nian you have so much resentment, but you don't have any intention of harming others. Yin Yang Shop can resolve your obsession, take you to the underworld, and reincarnate."

As soon as Wen Changlang said this, the vampire stopped crawling, and the whining sound in his mouth became more horrific, and his whole body wailed along with her.

Wen Changlang frowned more and more, but Shang Yanzhou became more and more confused. Is this the so-called ghost language?

Wen Changlang just remembered that Shang Yanzhou, the ghost talker, couldn't understand, so he directly took his hand and said:

"Close your eyes."

Shang Yanzhou looked over, looked down at the hands they were holding, and squirmed his lips to say something, but in the end he didn't speak, turned his head back, and Shang Yanzhou closed his eyes.

As soon as he closed his eyes, he tapped out what the vampire said in his mind.

"My child, my husband, I am not reconciled! I have never harmed anyone, even after death, why does God treat me like this!"

Wen Changlang noticed what she meant, so he asked:

"You have a husband and children? Do you remember who was the last person you saw before you died?"