Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

"There are about thirty of them," said the little ghost, "I don't know who it came from, saying that it's okay here..." She paused.

Jing Luo knelt down and looked at her with a gentle tone: "What can I do?"

Little female ghost: "It can be resurrected."

Jing Luo stood up and exchanged glances with Song Yi.

If it is reasonable to say that ordinary ghosts gather together because of rumors of resurrection, but it is a little strange to gather a group of ghosts of junior high school students.

Just as he was thinking, the door behind him was knocked twice suddenly.

Jing Luo was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, signaling Song Yi to keep quiet, trying to pretend that the toilet was empty.

Unexpectedly, a familiar voice came from outside.

"It's us, open the door."

He Yuan's voice was so crisp that he could recognize it immediately.

When he opened the door, the first thing he saw was Xu Chengyu's rigid face.

Xu Chengyu looked down and saw the two brats sitting there, he slightly opened his lips and said, "The last two?"

Song Yi blocked his sight: "Don't talk to yourself."

"What are you doing?" He Yuan was puzzled, and raised his hand to pull Xu Chengyu away, "Little Luo, why are you here?"

"I'm here to shoot a commercial," Jing Luo grabbed Song Yi's arm, trying to show him to be friendly, but Song Yi grabbed his hand along the way and firmly held it in his palm.

He laughed and continued to ask, "What about you, what are you here for?"

"Catch ghosts, there are dozens of ghosts in this school, and it took me several hours to catch them one by one," He Yuan pouted, "The last two are the only ones missing."

Xu Chengyu pretended to come up again, Jing Luo said: "Wait, do you know why they gather in this school?"

"Well, rebirth, I have read too many novels, if I can really be reborn, am I still here to work hard to catch ghosts?"

"..." Jing Luo rubbed his eyebrows, "We have to find the source of this news, how do you know about this school?"

"The absenteeism rate at this school has been a bit high lately."

Thinking of the naughtiness of these two ghosts before, Jing Luo frowned: "Haunted?"

"Well, and the students' physical condition is not very good, so I just wanted to take a look," He Yuan paused, "You go to shoot first, and let us take care of it here."

Jing Luo is still the gentle and guileless person he was two years ago.

He smiled: "You don't want to swallow your soul life alone, do you?"

"...How could it be, who do you think I am?" He Yuan laughed twice, "But we caught all the other ghosts in this school."

"Of course I won't touch the one you caught, but these two..."

"fraud."

The little ghost sat on the ground, glaring fiercely at the person in front of her, "She also said that she would help us settle the matter before us, big liar, gentle defeat huh huh? huh huh!!!..."

In the middle of her speech, her lips were suddenly pressed together, and she was speechless for a long time.

Song Yi put his index finger and thumb together, and smiled at the two little ghosts, "When the adults are talking, don't interrupt the children, and neither can the little ghosts."

Jing Luo said: "I will help you solve it."

He Yuan: "Wait, how do we solve this? This group is all gathered for resurrection. If you don't obediently reincarnate, you will know how to do evil and scare people. Strictly speaking, you can be regarded as little evil spirits. Why should we help them solve those things? Besides Well, there are thirty or so people, you helped these two, to be fair, don’t you have to help the others too?”

"It's not too much, we can help together," Jing Luo said, "It's not a big deal, and the punishment they should receive in the future will not be less."

As soon as he finished speaking, Jing Luo suddenly felt a wave on the floor under his feet, he staggered two steps forward, and then his vision went dark——

"Xiao Luo?" A pair of big hands quickly wrapped around his waist.

It was a familiar smell, Jing Luo hesitated for a moment, rolled his eyes, and then stated: "...I seem to be unable to see."

Several people were all taken aback.

He Yuan raised his hand and shook it twice in front of him: "Really?"

The ghost master has a special physique and will not be injured at all, and blindness is even more nonsense.

Song Yi's face turned cold instantly.

"He Yuan, watch him for me."

He Yuan was taken aback: "Where are you going?"

"You have caught so many ghosts, and you still have such a strong ghost spirit," Song Yi said in a cold voice, "That means there are other things."

puff.

Jing Luo suddenly took a big step back with a frightened expression.

Because in the darkness in his eyes, countless ghosts with disheveled hair and blood dripping crawled.

"You—" Jing Luo gasped, "Go away!"

"Xiao Luo?" Song Yi frowned, hugged him by the shoulders, and put him firmly into his arms, "What did you see? Grab me."

Within ten seconds, those ghosts disappeared from his sight again.

Jing Luo: "...I saw a lot of ghosts."

Song Yi's face was already too dark.

"Song Yi, don't leave yet." Jing Luo grabbed Song Yi's tie by feeling, "He Yuan, you go to the school to see? The troublemaker must be in this school."

It took less than 5 minutes for He Yuan and the others to leave, accompanied by the terrifying scenes that appeared before Jing Luo's eyes from time to time, and the director's urging phone calls.

Song Yi picked it up, indicating that there was a minor accident and he would have to arrive later.

"Brother, you, can you let go of Xiao Hong first?" Seeing Song Yi's serious expression, Xiao Ming plucked up the courage to say, "She's been whining, so noisy..."

Xiaohong: "..."

Song Yi: "If you speak again, your mouth will be sealed."

Xiao Ming obediently shut up.

Song Yi wrapped him in his arms, and patted his head comfortingly: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, nothing can get through."

Jing Luo didn't answer, it seemed that he was really frightened from his tense body.

Two minutes later, Jing Luo muttered in a low voice, "Song Yi."

Song Yi: "I'm here."

Jing Luo moved closer to his neck and said something.

Song Yi raised his eyebrows, then regained his composure: "...I see."

He sighed, and placed Jing Luo in a corner where he could lean against, then turned his head, stroked his fingertips again, and Xiao Hong's mouth was finally let go.

"Tell me, what grievances did you have before you were alive?"

Xiao Hong and Xiao Ming looked at each other with joy, and immediately vomited everything to Song Yi——

Telling parents where they had an accident and getting it fixed; an adorable Barbie doll and a super cool toy car; an unsent love letter…

"Wait, what love letter?" Song Yi flicked the little ghost's head, "You're still young, this won't work."

Jing Luo listened amusedly, and was about to raise the corners of his mouth when another picture suddenly appeared in front of his eyes, this time it was a pale face that rushed towards him, and then, he felt that the corner of his clothes was pulled lightly behind him—" Song Yi! Here we come!"

Swah——

boom!

Song Yi grabbed the hand that popped out from the corner, pulled it hard, and threw the thing he caught to the ground.

The moment the collision sounded, Jing Luo's eyes lit up, and his eyes finally recovered.

"Ouch……"

The people on the ground yelled twice, Jing Luo looked over and was startled.

It turned out to be the ineffective son of Hades, Fu Ming.

Song Yi squeezed his neck tightly, lifted him from the ground, and pressed him against the wall.

"You're tired of living."

Fu Ming couldn't speak, and struggled uncomfortably, Jing Luo rubbed his eyes: "You put him down first, and listen to what he said."

After Fu Ming came down, the first thing he did was not to explain, but to ask: "Why are you so scared and still find me??"

Jing Luo's tone was light: "If you think too much, I won't be scared by those things."

Fu Ming's face was full of disbelief: "Then you...were pretending before?"

"What's wrong?" He Yuan and Xu Chengyu heard the sound, and when they saw Fu Ming, they were both stunned.

He quickly reacted, "Take care of them first, your crew heard the sound, and they are on their way now!"

There were a few hurried footsteps, and half a minute later, people from the director's team broke into the toilet involuntarily.

I saw Mingxing Jing and his assistant talking face to face. Seeing them, both of them were also stunned.

"That, that," the director looked around and found nothing wrong, "Did you hear any sound?"

Jing Luo shook his head: "No."

"Strange, we obviously heard the voice..."

"Oh," Jing Luo quickly reacted, "Just now I slipped and hit the door, it might be that sound."

"So, then... are you... finished?" The director thought about his words, "We are all ready."

"When you're done, come here and wash your hands."

After the director and others went out, a new employee wondered, "Can you make such a loud noise when you hit the door? I always feel that something is wrong."

"Oh, don't worry about it," another staff member leaned over to him, "Jing Luo and his assistant have something to do with it, so don't know how they made the sound, so don't worry about it."

Imaginative thoughts flashed through the mind of the clerk—what a big movement it took to make such a sound!

"Okay," He Yuan came out of the cubicle and waved his hands, "Go back and shoot the commercial, I'll take care of it here, don't worry, I won't steal your soul life."

Jing Luo still wanted to ask again, but thought that there was a group of people waiting for him over there, so he could only give up.

"Okay, if you're done with it, let me know."

**

Just after returning home at night, He Yuan's phone call came.

When they were living a comfortable life, the underworld was obviously not peaceful - Fuming set off a wave of power and usurpation, preparing to overthrow Hades, and bit his father.

In the past, Hades always took care of him when things happened, but now that the hair was pulled on his own head, Hades obviously didn't intend to endure it, and directly sentenced him to the heaviest punishment, but Fu Ming escaped the day before he went to the execution ground.

It's fine to escape, but he still has to stir up trouble in the world. Considering his age in the underworld, he is about the same age as a junior high school student in the world-it is said that eating ghosts of similar age can improve one's cultivation.

Of course, this argument was finally denied by Hades.

The original words are: "I still need to study so many layers of torture to really improve my cultivation level? Just feed you to Lao Jing and his grandson to accumulate virtue for you!"

...and Jing Luo is the grandson of that old Jing.

Jing Luo smiled and hung up the phone, Song Yi just came back from the outside.

The two kissed naturally.

"Is the child's affairs settled?"

"No, there's still half...tomorrow," Song Yi rubbed the tip of his nose, "I miss you a little bit."

"It's only been a long time..." Jing Luo smiled: "Okay, let's do it tomorrow."

"Jing Luo," Song Yi sighed as if remembering something, "You don't seem to be lying to Fu Ming like what you did today."

"It's more like scaring me."

Jing Luo looked at the man who buried his head in his neck, stood firm and let him grind, and honestly admitted his mistake: "I won't do this in the future."

"The clothes on my body will be thrown away in a while."

Jing Luo was inexplicable: "Why? It's quite expensive."

"Fu Ming touched it, and threw it away." Song Yi seemed to please his master, sucking his earlobe, "I'll buy you a new set."

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This time it's really over.

In a few days, I will open "The Idea of ​​Time", an urban essay, the key words are marriage first, love second, and dog blood (...)

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