Demon husband's exorcism

The glare of the glare made the dark mortuary instantly bright as day.

When the light fades, it's all over.

Xiao Ming let go of Zong Wangchuan, who was tightly protected, and said flatteringly, "How about it, am I still useful?"

"Thank you."

Zong Wangchuan thanked him coldly and returned to the corpse.

Zhang Gui has returned to the embrace of death, and there is no possibility of waking up.

Seeing this, Xiao Ming said regretfully, "Sorry, I interrupted your ceremony again."

"It's not your fault, it's my fault."

Zong Wangchuan sorted out Zhang Gui's body, covered it with a white sheet, and sent it back to the freezer.

He stood in front of the stainless steel refrigerator, put his hands together, and murmured, "If I hadn't been too confident in myself, if I hadn't made a mistake during the summoning, this mistake would not have happened, and it wouldn't have..."

Xiao Ming patted him on the shoulder understandingly, and said: "Failed summoning does not mean that there is no harvest at all. At least we can be sure that someone in the Kang family summoned a demon, and that demon did not allow anyone to know Kang Ailing's secret."

"Yes, covering up the fact that Kang Ailing was raped by Kang Shengjia should be the real purpose of the person who summoned the demon."

Zong Wangchuan turned around, ready to leave the morgue.

At this moment, Xiao Ming entangled him again.

"Honey, why don't you ever ask me anything?"

"What are you crazy about?"

Zong Wangchuan gave him a disgusted look, but didn't push him away.

Xiao Ming took the opportunity to take out a booklet and said: "It is clearly written in "The Book of Love". If you love someone, you will want to know everything about him. You never ask me about me, so it shows that you don't love me at all." .”

"I do—"

Zong Wangchuan really wanted to say "I really don't love you", but thinking that the other party had just saved him from the hands of death, he felt that he shouldn't be so heartless.

So he took out his lighter, lit a cigarette, and said, "What question do you want me to ask?"

"ask……"

Xiao Ming pretended to touch his chin cutely, and said, "What about the wings?"

"Ok."

Zong Wangchuan took a deep breath and said, "I have a question I've always wanted to ask you. You are an abyss demon, why do you have wings that are whiter than angels?"

"It's white and bright wings."

Xiao Ming made serious corrections.

Zong Wangchuan could only cooperate and say: "You are a devil, why do you have a pair of white and bright wings?"

"I'm not a god, how do I know why?

Just like you humans cannot know what kind of person you will become in the future before you are born, in the same way, no demon can know what you will look like before you have a body...

Perhaps...these wings are just...the expression of the love of the abyss for its darling—that is, the one and only me.

Do you like this explanation dear? "

"I think these wings are the malice of the abyss."

Zong Wangchuan thought so, and said so.

Hearing this, Xiao Ming showed a shark's smile again: "Whether it's love or malice, this pair of wings is very beautiful, isn't it?"

……

……

Yang Ying turned over again on the bed.

Every detail of the meeting with Zong Wangchuan was being replayed over and over again before her eyes and ears.

Close your eyes to see, cover your ears to hear.

Unbearable torment, physically and mentally irritable.

At this time, Kang Shengjia also woke up.

He opened his eyes and saw his wife who was obviously not sleepy: "A Ying, are you feeling unwell?"

"Uh……"

Yang Ying thought for a while and said, "I can't sleep. When I went to the hospital to see Xiaoling in the afternoon, a doctor committed suicide by jumping off a building. That scene...it was so tragic...I just need to close my eyes to see her... …so poor……"

Having said that, she covered her face with her hands and let out a sobbing sound.

"Suicide by jumping off a building? In front of you?"

Kang Shengjia couldn't believe it.

Yang Ying shook her head and said with a sob: "...the doctor who committed suicide was Xiaoling's attending doctor. Five minutes before the incident, we were still chatting in the ward, and then I went to the bathroom with Xiaoling. In a matter of minutes...she's already...terrible...why do I...I...we have this kind of thing..."

"Don't cry, life and death are fate."

Kang Shengjia hugged his wife and comforted her as much as possible.

Yang Ying's shoulders kept shaking.

She leaned against her husband, weeping and said, "If I hadn't accompanied Xiaoling to the bathroom at that time, if we could have found out that something was wrong with her earlier, if... if we hadn't collected that damned lily..."

"lily?"

Kang Shengjia's eyes changed.

He helped his wife who was on the verge of collapse: "What does this have to do with Lily? Are you hiding something from me?"

"Forehead……"

Yang Ying once again showed a hesitant expression.

Then, she burst into tears, as if she wanted to vent all her grievances and anxieties through crying.

Kang Shengjia didn't know what happened, so he could only comfort her as much as possible and let her lean on his shoulder.

After crying for more than ten minutes, Yang Ying's mood gradually stabilized.

She raised her head, looked at Kang Shengjia with tears all over her face, and said, "The bouquet of lilies was sent to the hospital by someone from Long Aolin."

"Long Aolin? That bastard?"

This time, Kang Shengjia's voice also changed.

Yang Ying nodded and said, "Yes, that shameless scum! He committed suicide, today... no, he committed suicide yesterday afternoon. Before committing suicide, he asked someone to send a bunch of lilies to Xiao Ling, and then... ...Then, Xiaoling's doctor committed suicide by jumping off the building..."

"This bastard!"

Kang Shengjia's expression became very uncomfortable.

"I should have thought it was that bastard! Long Aolin, you bastard! You bastard who is not a ghost! You are so mad at me!"

The more Kang Shengjia thought about it, the more angry she became, she lifted the quilt and opened the closet to change clothes.

Seeing that he seemed to be going out, Yang Ying quickly chased after him: "Honey, it's so late, you still have to go out?"

"Go see someone."

Kang Shengjia put on his coat and picked up the car keys.

"Who is so important? Can't wait until after dawn? Or make a phone call?"

Yang Ying pulled Kang Shengjia back.

Kang Shengjia shook his head and said, "No, this person has to talk about it face to face. We can't wait until dawn, let alone make a phone call."

He said to his disturbed wife, "Aying, don't worry, the person I want to see is a man, not a woman."

"...I have nothing to worry about about you."

Yang Ying showed a forced smile.

……

……

Upstairs from the Morning Star Bar, in an apartment that occupies an entire floor, a certain demon who has lived for an unknown number of years is stalking his human contractor with an idiot smile of a three-year-old child.

"Honey, can you play dad games with me~"

He climbed onto the sofa with both hands and feet, and climbed to the side of Zong Wangchuan who was studying the materials.

"Daddy game?"

Zong Wangchuan was obviously in a waning mood.

However, Xiao Ming took out the script with great interest, stuffed it into Zong Wangchuan's hands, and excitedly explained it.

"Let's follow this script, you are a young son who just entered college, and I am an overprotective single father.

When you came home from summer vacation and stood in front of me in beach shorts, I was attracted to you like a demon, and I couldn’t sleep every day, desperately using morality to suppress my immoral feelings.

Finally one day, I came home and saw you lying on the sofa taking a nap after playing games, so innocent and so unguarded——

I decided not to control my evil side, and at this moment, you feel someone watching you, and you open your eyes—”

"and then?"

"Then I'll do nothing but handcuff you to the couch."

Xiao Ming shook the sterling silver handcuffs on the tea table.

Zong Wangchuan frowned: "Can't you pursue something noble?"

"Angels have noble pursuits, but I am a devil."

Xiao Ming put down the handcuffs, picked up the brass letter opener, and licked it.

"When I handcuff you on the couch, you keep struggling, reminding me over and over again, 'Dad, this is immoral', but I don't realize anything at this time, I just want to possess you as soon as possible!

In the end, I managed to handcuff you, and then I used a letter opener to cut open your clothes, starting from the bottom of your trousers and going up..."

Speaking of pride, the devil showed a wretched smile again.

"..."

In order to resolve the embarrassment, Zong Wangchuan picked up the script, turned to the last page, and read out casually: "In the end, I was conquered by my father's strength and became my father's little Veela. The script is actually No.1 written in my name!"

"No.1 title is more immersive."

Xiao Ming pressed against Zong Wangchuan's face with an impatient look: "Come on, dear~"

"Ok."

Zong Wangchuan put the script back on the coffee table, and said to Xiao Ming: "Before the official start, I want to remind you of one thing."

"whats the matter?"

"We are all adults, we have neither blood relationship nor parentage, we can call out shameful lines like 'Dad~don't~' on the bed purely as a game. But in life, this is absolutely not allowed."

"Don't worry, I won't let you call me 'Dad' in public, although judging from the time of existence, calling 'Dad' is actually taking advantage of me."

Xiao·unknown age·Ming was full of promises.

Zong Wangchuan looked at him speechlessly, and said:

"I mean, two adults who aren't related by blood or paternity can spice things up by playing the 'dad game.'

But if they are related by blood, or if they are not related by blood but have the status of father and son/father and daughter and one of them is a minor, it is absolutely impossible to—"

"I like fun."

Before Zong Wangchuan finished speaking, Xiao Ming had already jumped on him.

The author has something to say: Xiao Tongxie's YY script is actually very hey hey, but it's a pity that it caught up with the harmonious era, so I can only vaguely pass it~

In short, there are still three chapters, and this commission will be over~ You can guess how many people will die in advance~