Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

The snow is getting heavier.

Chinese New Year is almost here, Fengshui Street is covered with heavy snow, and there is no trace of the New Year. In previous years, every household has already replaced their lanterns at this time, and Jingluo will also change one with the flow.

A gust of cold wind blows on the face, waking Jing Luo awake.

He looked back at the open door and thought, "No."

Fuming: "What?"

"Although I was in the mystery just now, the door really opened, and I did go in." He can guarantee that the shop door was not only closed before, but also locked before he left last time.And... If it's the life he longs for, then he should be in that apartment, because he doesn't want to live in Fengshui Street from the bottom of his heart, after all, it's easy to think about others when you see things.

"...I suspect that this mystery should only be useful in Fengshui Street, and it can affect entities." Speaking of this, he was even more puzzled, squinting his eyes and asked, "You have only been to Fengshui Street once, why? Will you still fall into the riddle?"

Fuming's eyes flicked wildly: "I'm not too sure...then where is Song Yi now?"

This sentence successfully took Jing Luo's thoughts away.

He pursed his lips and said, "You wait here, I'll go find him."

Fuming: "Let's go together."

Before he finished speaking, Jing Luo turned around and entered the room with big strides. After entering, he ignored the eyes of the outsiders and locked the door from the inside.

Although I know that this lock cannot prevent Fu Ming, but if the other party breaks in by force, the nature will be different.

For some reason, he always felt that Fu Ming was a bit strange. He must have lied about the enigma just now, plus he had always said before that he wanted to be his ghost slave... He was afraid that Fu Ming would do something else when he saw Song Yi. idea.

He couldn't guarantee Song Yi's current state.

But he felt that if Song Yi had entered the Mystery Barrier, and the scope was limited to Fengshui Street...it must be in this house.

He first went into the bathroom, which was empty and empty.

After he came out, he walked straight to his room, not knowing if there would be any problems if he stayed in the puzzle for too long, he planned to find it from the most likely place.

Opening the door, Song Yi sat on the bed.

He was lowering his head, looking at the empty palm, with a calm expression, turning his head from time to time, and glanced at the empty bed beside him, his eyes were full of affection.

Jing Luo's heart ached.

Everything was clear now, and he moved his lips, but said nothing.

He stepped forward and called softly: "Song Yi."

The other party didn't hear anything, and still lowered his head.

Jing Luo reached out and touched his shoulder.

I can still meet, but the other party seems to have no feeling at all, and his eyes are dull.

He was a little overwhelmed at the moment, thought for a long time, took out his mobile phone and called Wu Qi.

"Mystery?" The other party was silent for a while, as if thinking of something, a little surprised, "It's a spell left by our ancestors, because it requires very high spiritual power, and it's been a long time since anyone used it."

Jing Luo was startled: "Is it your witch's?"

"Well, what happened?"

"Then is there a way to break it?"

"I don't know, I just have a vague impression that this technique has only one name in the records."

He hesitated for a while, and asked, "Do you have grandma's contact information? A phone call or something...it's fine. Song Yi is now in a mystery, which is very dangerous."

This time Wu Qi didn't procrastinate any longer, just hung up the phone and sent a text message, which was a landline number.

Jing Luo waited for a while before getting through.

Grandma heard that it was him, and said angrily, "Hurry up and give me back my pot!"

Jing Luo interrupted her: "Grandma, do you know the solution to the riddle?"

"Mystery? No."

Jing Luo was stunned: "No... what do you mean?"

"I can only get out of the riddle by myself, there is no other way," Grandma said angrily, "What to do? This technique has not been used for many years, and I don't know the specifics."

Jing Luo: "...it's okay."

He quickly hung up the phone.

Nothing can be done.

Jing Luo was so anxious that the person on the bed moved suddenly.

He just watched Song Yi walk slowly towards the kitchen, making something slowly.But everything in the shop has been cleaned up, how can there be anything to soak in it?Not even a cup, he stirred the empty air under his hands, and brought the coffee to the bed.

Then he leaned down and touched out of nowhere.

"Little Luo, wake up."

Jing Luo's nose was sore.

He rushed forward, grabbed Song Yi's shoulder, and shook it several times.

"Song Yi, I'm here."

Song Yi frowned suddenly, and rubbed the center of his brows, Jing Luo thought he was uncomfortable, so he quickly let go.

Song Yi sighed, stepped onto the bed, and continued to assume the posture of reading a book before.

Jing Luo walked to the other side of the bed and vigorously swung it with his hand: "Song Yi, there's nothing on it, wake up..."

There was a hasty knock on the door outside.

"Jing Luo! Are you inside?"

Jing Luo was startled at first, this voice... He Yuan?

He quickly went to open the door, and saw He Yuan and Xu Chengyu outside the door, and what was even more eye-catching was Fu Ming who fell behind them and screamed.

"Why did you come here, this is him?"

"Leave him alone, I think there is a lot of ghosts around here, and when I came here and found that Fu Ming was here, I knew something had happened," He Yuan looked at him, wondering, "Why are you crying?"

"That's not ghost energy, it's Yin energy," he wiped his face, "Song Yi has fallen into a mystery."

"...It's okay to be angry," He Yuan said with a strange expression, "You're crying because of such a trivial matter?"

The tip of Jing Luo's nose was reddish: "I asked the witch, and she said that there is no way to crack it."

"Listen to her."

"..."

"That's her own family's technique, of course it blows up the sky and the earth," He Yuan said, "Where is the person, show me."

Jing Luo didn't feel that Grandma was someone who would die for the sake of her false name: "In the house."

He Yuan opened the door, saw Song Yi sitting on the bed, and burst out laughing.

He turned around and asked, "Are you coming or am I coming?"

Jing Luo didn't understand: "What?"

"I won eight times if not ten times in the past two years. I didn't expect that after so many years, there are still witches using such old-fashioned methods," He Yuan said, "Just go up and beat people sober." That's enough, stimulate him with pain. Tell me, will you come or I will come?"

Jing Luo's eyes widened, with tears in his eyes: "It's that simple? But Granny and the others don't seem to know..."

"Otherwise? This kind of damage will hurt one hundred enemies and one thousand damage yourself. It consumes the energy of the formation. If one of you fails to get the move, then this method is a waste of effort. But if you don't know how to do it Yes, after entering the mystery barrier for a long time, it is really troublesome."

Seeing that he didn't move, He Yuan rolled up his sleeves and was about to do it.

Jing Luo hurriedly stopped him: "I, I'll come."

He Yuan: "Okay, let's solve it quickly, there is still a □□ trouble outside."

Jing Luo nodded, stepped forward in small steps, and raised his hand.

The palm lightly scratched Song Yi's face.

There was a crisp and funny "pop".

He Yuan: "...Let me do it."

Jing Luo hurriedly said, "No, I'll try again."

He gritted his teeth, put more force on his hand, and slammed it fiercely at Song Yi's face.

This time the sound was very muffled, and palm prints appeared on Song Yi's face.

He Yuan wrinkled his face, a little unbearable: "...Actually, it doesn't have to be slapped in the face, thugs or other places are also fine."

Jing Luo: "..."

The face of the person on the bed was turned to one side, and the eyes slowly opened wide, but after a while, the calmness of the past was restored immediately.

He raised his eyes, his eyes became much clearer, and Jing Luo could see his own reflection in them.

He stood up and said, "Little Luo, you're here."

Seeing Song Yi's deep eyes, Jing Luo's body throbbed again.

Seeing the other party's calm and calm appearance, Jing Luo always felt that... Song Yi was willing to enter the mystery.

His throat was sore, and an impulse surged into his mind. He suddenly stretched out his hand and hugged the person in front of him tightly.