Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

"Wash your body again." Song Yi opened the bathroom door, "That female ghost added some of her own blood to the water."

As soon as the door closed, Jing Luo hurriedly got out of the bathtub.

Although he felt numb all over, he still took a shower as quickly as possible, and escaped out of the bathroom.

... He was afraid that he would never want to soak in the bathtub again in his life.

Song Yi was sitting on the wooden chair. Seeing him coming out, he said directly, "Can you take me in now?"

Jing Luo tried his best to control himself so that he wouldn't tremble so badly, and then picked out the key point: "Don't forget, you are also a ghost."

Song Yi's posture was calm, as if negotiating: "But I'm your ghost slave, I won't eat you, I don't look scary, and I can protect you."

"..." Jing Luo was quiet for a while, and asked the question he had always wanted to ask, "What exactly are ghost masters and ghost slaves?"

Seeing that he finally wanted to understand this aspect, Song Yi's lips curled slightly: "The ghost master was originally called the ghost catcher. I thought it was too cumbersome, so I saved a word. As for the ghost slave...you can be regarded as a thug."

"Ghost catcher?" Jing Luo laughed back angrily, without hiding anything, and said directly, "I can't catch it."

Song Yi said: "You don't need to catch them, you just need to find those ghosts hiding in the corners."

Jing Luo's expression was ugly: "Isn't catching ghosts a matter of black and white?"

"Some ghosts can possess themselves, and even hide their ghostly aura, so you can't see it in black and white," Song Yi finished speaking, staring at him, "but you can."

Jing Luo was silent for a full 5 minutes.

He raised his hand and confirmed again, it's fine, after so long, he still has no heartbeat.

His voice was hoarse: "... I live here, will it have any impact on the neighbors in the neighborhood?"

Hearing the meaning of compromise, Song Yi's smile deepened: "Yes, although we don't have ghost spirits, but as I said, you are a piece of Tang monk meat now, and it is not only ghosts who want to eat you."

Without saying a word, Jing Luo got up and walked back to the room.

Not long after, there was the sound of rummaging through the closet, obviously packing up.

"Nothing will happen tonight. You don't have to worry. It doesn't matter if you leave tomorrow." Song Yi walked to his room door and asked, "Are there any more towels?"

After a while, a new towel was thrown into his hand.

Jing Luo's house is not small, but there is only one room. When Grandpa Jing was alive, he would sleep on the rollaway bed in the shop. After Grandpa Jing passed away, the rollaway bed was also thrown away by Jing Luo.

Jing Luo made a floor bunk for Song Yi, then lay down on the bed, and continued to sort out today's events in his mind.

Song Yi had just come out of the shower when he heard Jing Luo ask: "You keep talking about hunting ghosts, how do you catch them? Could it be that you let me go to the street and see who has a ghostly spirit?"

Song Yi was wearing Jing Luo's new pajamas. Fortunately, Jing Luo usually bought pajamas one size larger, otherwise it wouldn't fit at all.

He tugged at his collar: "If there are ghosts haunting, there must be something unusual."

Jing Luo: "For example?"

As soon as the words fell, the mobile phones of both of them ding-dong.

Jing Luo picked up his phone and looked, it was today's Weibo hot post.

[Scary!Tang Lin suddenly reposted Mu Chenxi's Weibo, and Tang Lin's studio responded: It was not controlled by the studio, and the account was suspected of being stolen. 】

Song Yi laughed and said, "Look, isn't this here?"

When Jing Luo opened Weibo, Tang Lin's forwarded blog had been deleted. He saw the content from the screenshots posted by netizens.

In fact, there was no content, what was forwarded was Mu Chenxi’s Weibo thanking his fans, and the video below was a clip of a certain airport pick-up, Mu Chenxi had a smile on his face, and a large number of staff were by his side.

"This is a prank." Jing Luo said.

Song Yi turned around: "You and her are in the same crew, do you think she looks like someone who would commit suicide?"

Jing Luo was too lazy to ask Song Yi how he knew that he and Tang Lin were in the same crew: "It's not like that."

"That's right." Song Yi locked the screen, the lights over there dimmed, and only Yu Jingluo's phone was bright in the room.

Jing Luo didn't ask any more questions, put away the phone, turned on the bedside lamp, and got ready to sleep.

Song Yi: "I'm about to go to sleep, so why turn on the bedside lamp?"

"..." A pale hand popped out from the quilt, and turned off the light with a snap.

**

Before going to bed last night, both of them forgot to draw the curtains, so early in the morning, Jing Luo was woken up by the sunlight hitting his eyelids.

Song Yi had already woken up, and was leaning on the cabinet to play with his mobile phone. Seeing him get up, he lazily said, "Are you up? Are you making breakfast?"

Jing Luo closed his eyes: "What kind of breakfast will ghosts eat, and they won't be hungry." Anyway, he didn't feel hungry.

"I haven't eaten food for a long time," Song Yi suddenly stretched out his hand to the bed, propped his head up, and looked at him eagerly, "Cook me a meal."

Jing Luo fried a few poached eggs.

Song Yi was very particular. He took out the knife and fork from the kitchen that he didn't know when he put it there, elegantly cut the fried egg into pieces, and slowly put it in his mouth.

Jing Luo absent-mindedly ate half an egg in one gulp, his mind was full of renting a house, he picked up his mobile phone and was about to search for rental information, when a call came in.

"Jing Luo, you've been discharged from the hospital?!" Qiu Lin said in a loud voice, "What are you doing in such a hurry, afraid that you don't have enough money? Didn't I say that the company will reimburse you?"

Jing Luo didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and waited for him to throw a series of questions before answering: "Brother Qiu, I'm really fine."

Qiu Lin: "Who are you kidding? What happened to you yesterday."

Jing Luo felt that he should stay for two more days. If it were him, he would not believe that he could be discharged from the hospital so quickly after a car accident, but now that he is out of the hospital, he can only try his best: "...Actually, it didn't hit too hard. "

Qiu Lin didn't believe him, and said: "The crew of "The Legend of Liu Shi" came to inform me that because of the change of the heroine, the scenes would have to be re-shooted, and asked me about your schedule. You are not in good health now, so I might as well push it away. "

"The Legend of Liu Shi" is Tang Lin's crew.

"No," Jing Luo hurriedly said, "Brother Qiu, I really have no problem, all the bandages have been removed."

Qiu Lin's voice became louder: "What?!! The bandages are all taken off? Jing Luo, are you willing to risk your life for money?!"

Jing Luo directly hung up and made a video call to Qiu Lin.

Taking the camera around himself, Jing Luo said, "Brother Qiu, look, I'm really fine."

"..." Qiu Lin didn't know what to say, so he could only click his tongue, "Your body function is too good..."

The man sitting across from him chuckled.

Jing Luo: "So please tell the crew of "The Legend of Liu Shi" that my role is fine and I can reshoot."

Qiu Lin asked, "Really?"

"Yes," Jing Luo said, "Don't worry."

"That's fine," Qiu Lin thought for a long time before he compromised, "If you feel uncomfortable, don't force it, just tell me directly. By the way, the upper management issued a notice saying that they can assign you an assistant. Look, it's you Find someone yourself, or should I find someone for you? Anyway, the salary is paid by the company."

Jing Luo Cafe has a small seat, and even going out is by bus or subway. The assistant this time is one of the condolences given by the company. He didn't even think about it, and said, "I'll find it myself."

After hanging up the phone, Jing Luo murmured, "If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have been in such a hurry to leave the hospital."

"If you stay in the hospital without a heartbeat, there are only two consequences," Song Yi said, wiping his mouth, "either taken to the morgue, or caught and used as a guinea pig."

Jing Luo also thought about it, and chatted about another issue: "The company approved the expenses of an assistant for me, don't you think there is something strange about Tang Lin's matter? Do you want to go and see?"

"You can do whatever you want," Song Yi smiled, "you can still get a salary for nothing."

Jing Luo didn't change his face: "Pay all the salary to me, and treat it as utility bills and rent."

"Okay," Song Yi said, "I'll give you everything."

His eyes were deep and his tone was gentle, but it was a pity that Jing Luo, who was sitting across from him, didn't raise his head.

You can talk so ambiguously about paying the rent, and you can tell at a glance that you are not a serious ghost.

As soon as he finished his breakfast, Jing Luo sat in front of the computer non-stop and started looking for a house for rent.

"How about this one?" Song Yi had already stood behind him at some point, pointing to a certain house on the screen.

Jing Luo glanced at the price, passed it directly, and continued to scroll down.

He suddenly thought of something, turned around and asked, "Do you have any savings on hand? If so, we can scrape together and rent a better place. Of course, I won't charge you for the rent, just pay the utility bills."

Song Yi laughed: "No, I'm penniless."

Also, how can a ghost who has been dead for an unknown number of years have money on him.

Jing Luo sighed, he didn't expect that even after he died, he would have to worry about money.

He has a small amount of money in his hand, which is usually enough and more than enough, but now he needs to add an additional rent, and many houses still rent for half a year, such a deduction is still very distressing.

It's not easy to find a cheap one. After looking for a house for so long, he couldn't find a house with a good price. He was frustrated when a house information suddenly appeared at the bottom of the screen.

In the city, there are two bedrooms and one living room, with a kitchen and a balcony. The furniture is fully equipped. The minimum rent is half a year, and you can move in directly. The most important thing is that the price is cheap.

Jing Luo's eyes lit up in an instant, and he immediately called the contact person of the house to set up a meeting time.

When the two arrived at the agreed coffee shop, the owner was already there, an old lady.

After chatting for a while, Jing Luo learned that the reason why the old lady would rent out at a low price was because the old man was about to immigrate, and he didn't want the house to be empty, so he started to recruit tenants.

The old man was easy to talk to, and the matter of renting the house was finalized soon. After knowing that he was a starlet, he promised to wait for him to see the house tomorrow before paying.

As soon as Jing Luo finished signing the contract, he hurried home to move his luggage.

Song Yi saw him spinning like a spinning top for a whole day, and couldn't help but said, "Actually, there's no need to be in such a hurry."

Jing Luo pulled the suitcase and walked ahead without answering.

He had to move out before dark, so as not to cause trouble for others.

The street was still deserted. Lin Bo was changing the light bulbs of the lanterns. Seeing his posture, he asked, "Xiao Luo, are you going on a trip?"

"No," Jing Luo stopped, "Lin Bo, I'm moving out."

Lin Bo stared wide-eyed, and it took him a long time to realize: "What?"

"Xiao Luo." Grandma came out at some unknown time, she stood in front of the shop and called him.

Jing Luo: "Grandma, I'm here."

"There is nothing to do in the future, so don't come back," Grandma frowned when she saw Song Yi, "...If there is something really difficult, come to me again."

Lin Bo stood beside him, his expression was even more inexplicable, Jing Luo should come back to see it when he has time, right?

Jing Luo was dumb, and took a while to move, nodded and said: "...Okay, take care."