my hungry husband

"What?" An Le didn't understand.

Jiang Mingyu patiently said to him: "The separation of the soul is like a dislocation. If you don't take care of it, it will become more and more likely to happen. You already attract ghosts. If you continue to develop like this, you will suddenly fall to the ground while walking on the road." Out of body."

An Le scratched her head and said, "Then let's go back to the body. The soul's separation seems to have no other side effects except dizziness and drowsiness."

To be honest, it was fun to become a soul body and float in the sky. He floated on the river for a long time that day, and he was still a little bit unsatisfied.

Jiang Mingyu stretched out her hand and flicked his forehead, saying: "This is nonsense. Many people whose souls have left their bodies cannot merge with their bodies in the end, and can only go to the underworld with errands, and—"

Jiang Mingyu wanted An Le to know the seriousness of the matter: "People have three souls and seven souls. If the souls are separated for a long time, I am afraid that the souls will fly away. Do you know what it means when the souls are scattered?"

An Le nodded, then shook her head again.

I've heard of it, but don't understand it.

Jiang Mingyu frightened him: "When the soul flies away, it means that it can no longer be reincarnated. All traces will be erased from this world. No matter whether it is heaven or earth, there will never be this person again."

After hearing this, An Le fell on the back bed, lay down obediently, closed her eyes, and said with a heroic look, "I'm ready, boss, come and fix me."

Jiang Mingyu: "..."

It is also a skill to be skinny all the time.

An Le lay down and saw that Jiang Mingyu hadn't moved, opened his eyes again, and asked, "Boss, how can I mend my soul?"

Jiang Mingyu sat on the side of the bed, leaned over to look at him, and said: "The so-called mending is to draw your three souls and seven souls together and fix them in your body. The stability of the soul can make people healthy and strong-willed. For For you, you won’t be easily confused by ghosts.”

An Le's eyes lit up, and he said, "Does that mean I'll never run into evil again?"

But he hasn't danced samba in front of the ghost gate yet.

"No." Jiang Mingyu explained the difference, "Not being confused by ghosts and ghosts not coming to look for them are two different things."

…Understood, it means that when you are scared by ghosts in the future, you can be more awake, and the benefit is probably that you can run faster.

Jiang Mingyu looked at Anle, but didn't speak.

He will understand in the future how precious it is to maintain a firm mind and a clear mind in the face of ghosts.

"So what method should we use?" An Le asked again.

Jiang Mingyu just said: "You can just fall asleep, but I will touch your soul, you must trust me, if you have rejection..." He paused, and said, "I will still continue to be strong, but You have worked very hard."

An Le blinked, something flickered in his eyes, and said, "I believe in you, the person I trust most in this world is you."

This world, of course, refers to the world of wearing books.

Jiang Mingyu didn't know his definition, so she patted his head and said "hmm".

An Le thought that Jiang Mingyu was going to start practicing, but who knew that he went to get the picture of Qingxi little sister.

When Jiang Mingyu took this painting on the road, Anle was very strange, and now she is even more curious.

What is the use of this picture?

Jiang Mingyu didn't let him look at the painting, sat beside him and said, "Go to sleep."

An Le obediently closed her eyes.

In his current situation, sleeping is a very simple matter. He has been in a daze all the time, and he can't wake up no matter what.

So An Le fell asleep after a while.

After a while, he heard a voice in his sleep.

At first, An Le didn't recognize what it was, it was squeaking, full of rhythm and rhythm, although it was a bit boring, it was not unpleasant.

Then, in that sound, An Le felt something touch him, soft and slender, passing through his body.

No, it should be passing through his soul, many, many things passing through his soul, bringing a slight pulling sensation, making his skin crawl and his toes curled up.

Wow, this feeling of being touched by the soul is too subtle, like the most secret part is exposed, being touched by someone, very shy...

An Le thought, repairing the soul...wouldn't be double cultivation?

As soon as he thought of this, he felt a little awkward, and a car drove past in his mind involuntarily.He was slightly distracted, and there was a sharp pain in the back of his mind. An Le suddenly remembered what Jiang Mingyu said - don't resist, quickly discard what you have and what you don't, and relax again.

What kind of double cultivation? An Le admires how big his brain can be in his sleep.

The boss will not be unreliable.

The movements of those things became faster and faster, and they kept shuttling in Anle's mind. After a long time, Anle had an illusion, which felt very familiar, and it seemed that this was not the first time he had experienced this kind of thing.

The creaking sound accompanied him, reassuring him. As the things in his soul continued to work, his spirit became more and more refreshed, and the previous listlessness was swept away. This is probably the so-called Qingming of Lingtai.

Finally, An Le fell into a sweet dreamland again.

An Le slept for a day and a night before waking up. He got up from the bed and stretched a lot. His whole body was so comfortable that he almost wanted to yell.

Repairing the soul doesn't seem very complicated. If I knew it was so cool, I should repair it several times.

He turned his head to look for Jiang Mingyu, but Jiang Mingyu was not in the room.

An Le jumped off the bed, ran outside the house, turned around to find Jiang Mingyu, Cui Huan unexpectedly came, and they were talking in front of the rockery.

Cui Zhao saw An Le coming over, and said with a smile, "It seems to be recovering well. I was dazed all day in N City, but now I'm alive and kicking again."

An Le chuckled, and said to Jiang Mingyu, "Thank you, sir!"

Jiang Mingyu has been staring at An Le in a daze since he appeared, as if she didn't hear An Le's words at this time, she doesn't move.

An Le waved at Jiang Mingyu suspiciously: "Hello, boss?"

Only then did Jiang Mingyu say: "You're hungry, go to the kitchen to eat by yourself."

It's fine if you don't mention it, but if you mention it, you're really hungry. After all, he slept all day and all night, An Le rubbed his stomach and said, "Then I'll go eat first."

Cui Huan smiled and made a gesture to drive away: "Go, go, my husband and I still have something to talk about."

An Le happily ran to the kitchen, and Cui Huan asked Jiang Mingyu, "Isn't An Le doing well? It seems that Guhun was very successful."

Jiang Mingyu nodded absently.

Cui Huan didn't understand: "Why do you still seem to have something on your mind?"

Jiang Mingyu glanced at Cui Huan and said, "When I repaired his soul, I found that his soul was broken more than I thought."

Cui Huan frowned and analyzed: "Is it caused by him always running into evil?"

"Probably so."

Jiang Mingyu seldom uses such words as "probably, maybe", he is always so calm, and now this kind of uncertain vocabulary exposes his perfunctory.

Seeing him like this, Cui Zhao tactfully changed the subject and talked about ancestor worship.

Jiang Mingyu responded casually while thinking about Anle.

He didn't tell the truth to Cui Huan just now.

When Jiang Mingyu was looking for Anle's soul, she was shocked to find that his soul had been fragmented.

What did An Le go through that caused his soul to be riddled with holes.

What's even more strange is that An Le's broken soul was put back together.

That is to say, Jiang Mingyu is not the first person to mend Anle's soul. Before him, there was another person who did the same thing to Anle.

The man was so skillful that he mended all of Anle's spirits. Except for the faint traces in his soul, there was nothing unusual about Anle's usual appearance. If Anle hadn't been knocked out of his body by a ghost this time, Jiang Mingyu wouldn't have noticed this. thing.

Jiang Mingyu thought about it and lowered her eyes.

For An Le, it's over to mend the soul, and when he encounters ghosts in the future, he can think faster and run faster.

Immediately afterwards, the day when the Jiang family worshiped their ancestors was approaching. There were more and more people in the town outside the gate, and there were more and more Jiang family members coming in and out of the garden.

There are many people who have seen Anle on Baidu. There are luxury cars parked in rows on the street. Even if they are rich, those people cannot live in the garden where Jiang Mingyu is. They can only find time to visit.

After Anle's observation, people in the Jiang family respected Jiang Mingyu very much, and this kind of respect was tinged with fear, which was very contradictory and complicated.

The specific manifestation is that they hardly speak positively to Jiang Mingyu, but they keep stuffing gifts into the garden, and Jiang Mingyu likes them all.

As far as what Jiang Mingyu likes, it is nothing more than food and books.

More than half of the food went into An Le's stomach, and he kept the book for himself.

Even with Anle, he was honored and received a lot of gifts.

For example, a collector's edition CDK of a certain game.

What shocked An Le the most was that people from the Jiang family's celestial masters also came.

The so-called celestial master in Taoism refers to a person who has attained the Tao. Not everyone can be called a celestial master, but outsiders don’t understand it.

The celestial masters of the Jiang family are registered in the Taoist temple, and they also accept teachers and apprentices. Every once in a while, the Jiang family selects some talented children in the family to learn the art of yin and yang from their teachers and continue the family tradition.

With the exception of Jiang Mingyu, he never learned to draw talismans or use hexagrams since he was a child, and only ate ghosts.

Those celestial masters are older wearing Taoist robes and younger wearing improved Chinese suits. Walking together, An Le can feel that there is an aura covering them, which is very strong and safe. Maybe this is the so-called righteousness of Tiangang. !

As a lollipop in the eyes of ghosts, An Le envied this kind of uprightness, and looked eagerly at the celestial masters who were imposing.

So cool, so high school, so handsome.

The celestial masters naturally knew about the marriage relationship between An Le and Jiang Mingyu.

They were noncommittal to the patriarch Jiang Shuhuai's actions, but they were very friendly to Anle, and even brought Anle a meeting gift.

An Le was even more flattered when he received Jiang Shuhuai's red envelope, because the gifts from the celestial masters...

It's a bunch of magic weapons!

Looking at all kinds of strange things on the table, An Le was so surprised that she could swallow an egg in her mouth.

There are bells, command flags, necklaces and bracelets, and even the seal of the celestial master and the lock of binding immortals.

Oh so generous.

An Le caught sight of one of the swords, which was three feet three feet long, with runes written on the scabbard. An Le pulled the sword out of the sheath forcefully.

It turned out to be a knife, how did this pass the security check?

An Le liked the sword very much, and began to wonder whether it should be hung on the back or on the waist, but Jiang Mingyu reached out, took the sword from his hand, and put it back on the table.

Jiang Mingyu revealed the truth of the matter expressionlessly: "It is estimated that there is not enough stuff in the warehouse, so I took it out to lie to the children."

An Le curled her lips in dissatisfaction: "Then let me play with it."

Jiang Mingyu said mercilessly: "Bringing these to bump into ghosts is like going to fight gangsters with knives in the hands of the old, the weak, and the sick. You are giving weapons to people."

An Le could not refute.

Jiang Mingyu rummaged through a pile of things, picked out a small one, threw it to An Le, and said, "This one is still useful to you."

An Le took it over and saw that it was a small glass bottle filled with shiny dust, with a small cork on the mouth of the bottle, and a rope tied to the bottle, which could be hung around the neck.

This thing looks like the kind of star sand that elementary school girls like...

An Le's face was full of disgust: "What is this?"

Jiang Mingyu signaled: "There is an explanation."

Only then did An Le see a label on the vial, the words on it were so small that even he had to squint his eyes to read it.

"Lingbo Fairy Dust, Lingbo Microsteps, Raw Socks Dust, after use, the mind will be clear, and the wind will come from the feet. It can be taken orally or externally. Apply it on the feet, so that you can have Bolt-like speed."

Wow, Fairy Lingbo's athlete's foot, who would take it orally?

I have to say that this thing is really useful for him, what else can he do when he encounters a ghost, the most important thing is to run fast.

An Le looked at the other cool magic weapons, and reluctantly hung the small bottle around her neck.

Jiang Shuhuai was the last batch of the Jiang family to come. As the head of the family, he was the officiant of the ceremony this time, but he was the finale behind.

Jiang Shuhuai also lived in this garden, which is symmetrical with Jiang Mingyu's house.As soon as his uncle came, he called Jiang Mingyu into the room to talk. Although Jiang Mingyu looked cold, he went.

An Le could only wander around the garden boredly.

Since his soul was mended, he no longer sleepy. It may be because he slept too much before, and now he is very energetic.

In July, the gate of ghosts has opened, but here the celestial master is in charge, so it is extremely safe, and Jiang Mingyu runs around in peace.

An Le really wanted to take Jiang Mingyu to another tour, but the Jiang family's ancestor worship ceremony was about to begin, and Jiang Mingyu was very busy.

An Lebai wandered around boredly, no matter how good the beautiful scenery is, it's no fun, he thought it's better to go online and play games, so he walked towards the study.

An Le entered the study room, originally looking for a computer to play with, but saw a frame hanging on the bookshelf.

The frame was wrapped with a layer of kraft paper, and it looked familiar. An Le walked over and recognized the picture of Qingxi sister-in-law according to the shape.

He was very impressed by this picture. He was deeply attracted when he was in a state of ecstasy, and Jiang Mingyu didn't let him look at it more.

Then Jiang Mingyu brought the painting here from N City. When he was repairing his soul, he wondered why Jiang Mingyu took out this painting.

Now that his spirit is stable, he should be able to see it.

An Le thought so, opened the paper covering the frame, and took out the picture of my sister-in-law.

In the painting, there is still a small bridge flowing through the gate of the temple, and Aunt Qingxi is in the temple, holding the piece of brocade.

The brocade was originally rich in pattern and gorgeous in color, but now half of it has been lost. It seems that the woven cloth has been pulled off by someone, and a thread is left, which falls from the sister-in-law's hand and falls to the ground.The line bends nine times and spreads out of the painting. An Le holds the painting as if he is pulling the end of a thread.

An Le finally remembered what the voice he heard when repairing the soul.

It was the sound of a loom.