Mr. love

"I'll make a deal with you, I'll grant your wish, you let us go to the second floor." I said to one of the female ghosts who started to sing.

"Lang's heartless concubine is interested..." The female ghost sang for a while, brushed off her long hair that covered her face, stared at me abruptly and said, "My family has been waiting for Zhou Lang here for fifty years. Zhou Lang didn't come down either." Pass."

After speaking, he began to throw up his sleeves and sing at the top of his voice.

"Zhou Lang is upstairs, right? If you let us go up, I must have a way to get him down." I started to bluff the female ghost.

"You let that wolf-hearted thing come down first! I'll let you go up again!" The female ghost show stopped singing, talking nonsense back and forth with me.

"Why doesn't it make sense? You tell us to go up first, and then let your Zhou Lang come down! Otherwise, how can we get him down?" Seeing that 10 minutes were about to pass, Hei Chang ran over and said to the female ghost.

"Let him come down first!"

"You let us go up first!"

It seems to be in an endless loop, and both parties are unhappy.

"Is it useful for you to recruit ghost cards? If it is useless, use it now. It doesn't matter whether you can recruit Zhou Lang or not." I rubbed my temples annoyed.

"I think you look good, why don't you follow me?" At this time, the ghost general recruited by the mushroom head suddenly took a big stride, walked up to the female ghost and began to tease the ghost.

The female ghost woke up the ghost general with a "slap", "Men are not good things!"

The ghost general lowered his head and silently retreated to Mushroom Head's side.

"You can say that the upstairs is not a good thing, but you can't generalize all men." It took me 10 minutes to finish this sentence.

The female ghost who just sang the opera and the group of female ghosts watching the opera began to lose their minds and attack again.

"Zhuzi, you still haven't opened the protective cover? We are a small team now." I frowned and shouted at the bamboo man.

"Mushroom head, you recite the Buddha, and I will kill some ghosts with the bald man with long straight hair. The ghosts will pin you there as a background board, you were a general in life!" After I finished speaking, I subconsciously looked at Liu Fuchen, he seemed too quiet.

"Sir, I hate Buddha's light." Liu Fuchen stood far away from me, harvesting ghost heads gradually became difficult.

But it soon became easier under the ghost general's fancy marksmanship.

After Hongying smashed through the abdomen of a certain female ghost, the ghost general retracted the Hongying spear, and the body of the gun fell to the ground with a heavy sound, the blood-stained copper spear head and the fluttering red tassel.The ghost general stood there as motionless as a mountain, with the murderous aura and courage of fighting on the battlefield all the year round.

The ghosts couldn't help being shocked for a moment, but soon the ghosts seemed to have their brains opened up, and they all attacked in the direction of the ghost general.

"If you can't beat it, just withdraw! Don't consume too much energy!" I opened the bag before, and threw all the glutinous rice out.

The rice grains hit the ghosts, making a sizzling sound, and all the ghosts were smashed with blood holes emitting black smoke.

"Wow...it's scalding to death! Who gave you glutinous rice! Don't throw it away! I count you as a passer! You little rascal! Sure enough, men are not good people, and they don't care about women at all! Poor me, I spent a long time pretending to be an idiot !" One of the female ghosts couldn't bear the pain, and suddenly jumped out and said.

It was the female ghost who sang opera just now.

The four of them were all stunned, and Hei Changzhi doubted: "It's okay? Did you go through the back door?"

Others also cast suspicious eyes.

It really made me throw glutinous rice for fun, and I passed the level by throwing it.

"Remember, the second floor is harder than the first floor!" The female ghost disappeared with all the ghosts.

After a while, many things appeared on the ground like dropping equipment.

Yellow and red talisman paper, five writing brushes, a large bottle of cinnabar liquid, and two black daggers with a strong smell of blood on them.

I don't know how to draw symbols, and it's useless to take them, so I grabbed a dagger.

"I don't think there is any need to rush upstairs, we need to recover our strength. Why don't we eat something and drink some water during the rest time." Zhu Nan stopped Hei Chang, who was in a hurry to go up to the second floor, and said to the bald man.

I took my things and Liu Fuchen's bone altar and sat next to Liu Fuchen.

Seeing Mushroom Head coming over, I frowned and said: "You and his breath repel, don't chant Buddha and don't just take out the beads."

"I didn't see anyone...!" Under my gaze, Mushroom Head took a step back belatedly, his eyes widened and he asked again: "You raised a ghost?!"

"Sir, I'm a little tired..." The blood on Liu Fuchen's body slowly receded, and then he rubbed his head on my shoulder coquettishly, wanting me to hug him.

"Yeah." Barely, I hugged the weak Liu Fuchen, stroking his curved back expressionlessly.

Mushroom Head couldn't see Liu Fuchen, so I was probably touching the air in his sight.

Mushroom Head was frightened and kept his distance as expected.

"What's all the fuss about? The ghost behind you isn't a ghost? It's just... his ghost doesn't want us to see it." Hei Chang looked at me and shook his head.

I noticed that Liu Fuchen seemed a little unhappy, so he buried his head in my arms and didn't speak.

"Should I burn incense on your tablet? Do you want to eat tribute?" I asked Liu Fuchen, taking out a pack of compressed biscuits in a black bag.

"Hmm..." Liu Fuchen looked tired, raised his head with misty eyes, then wrapped his arms around my neck, lowered his head and smelled the compressed biscuits before shaking his head, "Sir, this is not delicious."

I peeled off Liu Fuchen's arm expressionlessly, it was too cold.

"Sir~" Liu Fuchen put his arm on it again, his voice sounded like a baby.

After seeing that I didn't speak, he rubbed my face like a little beast to curry favor and said: "Sir, incense is not necessary for me. But Mr. Yang Qi is very nourishing to me...Sir, I am very weak now."

"I'm afraid that if you go on for a long time, you will absorb all the yang energy." I used reality to wake up Liu Fuchen's fantasy.

"I heard that there is a secret method in the ghost gate. Humans and ghosts can cultivate together, and their skills will increase greatly." The bamboo man leaning against the corner suddenly said.

Liu Fuchen looked at me without blinking, his eyes were bright, as if he was waiting for me to speak.

Combined with what Liu Fuchen said in the village before, I found that Liu Fuchen really knows a lot of things.

"Sir?" Liu Fuchen was stunned when I pushed him away, and then couldn't help leaning over.

Originally holding the idea of ​​increasing strength and getting rid of Liu Fuchen, now he finds that it is getting more and more chaotic.

"Why are you pestering me?" I typed on my mobile phone and asked Liu Fuchen.

"It's a man with yang energy, not just me. Why me?"

"Sir, don't be angry. At the beginning, I was like them, knowing that Mr. 18 years old would have an awakening, and it would be the best to eat Mr. at that time...so I found Mr. Mr. Tang is like Tang monk meat, which is very beneficial to ghosts. But Wan Liang hid Mr. for two years, so I kept guarding him and wanted to eat alone. Until one time Mr. You hugged me... Sir, I was always very cold, very cold, but Mr. was very warm, so I liked it very much. I also know that my husband dislikes me for being cold, but I just can't help but want to get closer to him..." Liu Fuchen spoke intermittently, leaning towards me while talking, and finally put his head on my shoulder.

I try to remember when I was 18 and hugged him inadvertently.

It turned out that the memory of the 18-year-old was very little, only nothing special.

Speaking of hugging him, I remembered.

It seems that one night a few years ago, I dreamed of hugging a piece of ice...

Thinking this way, he was like Liu Fuchen.

"Sir, we are already married, and the marriage record in the underworld has already registered our names, we cannot divorce..." Liu Fuchen cried suddenly, the tears were blood, it looked as scary as it could be.

My mind was messed up, I was in a bad mood, I covered my eyes with my hands and didn't want to see Liu Fuchen.

Wake up, wake up what?Yin and Yang eyes?Or grow out a three-headed six-armed?

Why didn't Wanliang tell me anything?

After a while, I calmed down, comforted Liu Fuchen, then ate a piece of compressed biscuit and followed everyone up to the second floor.

I didn't want to take the wine jar with me at first, but it was summoned anyway, so I took it up to the second floor with a little luck.

The second floor is different from the empty living room. The second floor is like a library, full of bookshelves.

Did not see a single ghost.

The robot from before came out again: "Each of you picks a book, and then go in the book to complete the story and kill the ghost. Whoever comes out first can get two keys to the room on the third floor."

I didn't have much time to think about why there are two keys, so I just picked up a book and opened it.

A pink light sucked me, Liu Fuchen and the wine jar into it.