my hungry husband

Wow, An Le originally thought that this incident was due to the courier losing the order, but unexpectedly it was robbery.

It was still robbed by ghosts.

Wait a minute, how are you sure it was a ghost.

Que Xuanqing told the details of that time.

Seeing the coffin flying out, he was so anxious that he didn't have time to be timid. He rolled over into the carriage amidst the strong wind, took out the soul-destroying bell, and rang the bell against the wind.

Que Xuanqing couldn't move the corpse, but thinking that the girl in the coffin had just died, maybe she would respond to the ringing of the bell.

Unexpectedly, when the bell rang, the shadow beside him exploded.

"Do you know that scene?" Que Xuanqing hugged his head, "The black shadows danced in the sky with the ringing of the bell, and the cold air was overwhelming, just like June Feishuang, almost freezing me to death."

There are black shadows everywhere, even the light of the street lamps is covered. Que Xuanqing can't describe the scene, but can only describe the number of shadows with "many, many".

"That's Yin Qi." An Le really wanted to pat Que Xuanqing's shoulder, he knew the cold, he had been frozen many times.

"It's indeed a ghost." Jiang Mingyu said, "It's not just one, it's a group."

An Le immediately felt sympathy for Que Xuanqing.

Que Xuanqing said helplessly: "I have no way to deal with so many ghosts. I can only stop the ringing of the soul-destroying bell and watch the black shadow sweep away the coffin."

So they lost the bill.

The matter was far from over, and it was Que Ziwu's turn to play next: "Xuan Qing said this after he went back. I scolded him, but it was useless. The fellow knew that the girl's body was lost, so he was angry and anxious. The news spread like this, hey, we lost our credibility, and the loss is quite big."

The Chinese value the peace of mind after death, and no one can keep calm when something like this happens.

Que Xuanqing was even more depressed when he heard the words: "I really didn't expect this to happen in the end, I thought it was just a normal business."

They just wanted to send the girl to the funeral home safely, and who knew that a group of ghosts would come out to snatch the courier.

Que Ziwu had scolded his son a long time ago, and he knew in his heart that his son had done nothing wrong in that situation. At this moment, he regained his composure and said, "In order to restore my reputation, I made a promise to my fellow villager that I will definitely get his girl back." Come."

Then it's time to go early, otherwise the night will be long and dreamy, who knows what will happen.

An Le asked, "How do I find it?"

Is it a formation or a magic weapon?

Que Ziwu said: "We are a professional logistics company and have installed a positioning system on each coffin."

An Le: "..."

The combination of technology and metaphysics is worthy of being a professional company.

Que Ziwu said: "We tracked the signal all the way to the depths of the mountain, which is a mountainous area with many caves, and then the signal disappeared."

This experienced middle-aged man had a solemn look on his face: "The area is filled with cloudy air, forming a fog barrier, and even the gossip compass is in chaos. We never expected that there would be such a strong ghostly air entrenched in the area." There, I didn't dare to act rashly, so I called the Jiang family."

This time, there must be no mistakes and no future troubles, otherwise the business will not be able to continue in the future.Although Que Ziwu is old, he is not a rigid person. He knows that they need help, and there is nothing to be embarrassed about. After thinking about it, he thinks that Jiang Mingyu is the most suitable.

Jiang Mingyu nodded and said, "Lead me to have a look."

An Le listened to Que Ziwu's speech, and caught a few key words "mountain", "cave", and "yin qi". He couldn't help asking the question in his heart: "You said that girl was a girl in a cave before she was alive. Could the black shadow be the cave god? The cave god saw that you took away the woman he was looking for, so he came to snatch her away."

Que Xuanqing shook his head; "When I was young, I lived next to the cave, and I often danced samba at the entrance of the cave, trying to lure the cave god out, but nothing happened."

As soon as he said this, Zi Ziwu almost didn't beat him: "You did this kind of thing when you were a kid? As long as you look like, which holes look blindly?"

Que Xuanqing said aggrievedly: "My parents didn't give me my looks."

Que Ziwu really beat someone up.

And Jiang Mingyu gave An Le a strange look.

An Le thought to himself that he and Que Xuanqing had similar tastes, one wanted to dance in front of the ghost gate, and the other had already put it into practice in front of the cave god.

Jiang Mingyu opened his mouth to bring back the Que family's father and son's wandering thoughts. He said to Anle: "It can't be the cave god. If the cave god is, he should be afraid of the Chenzhou talisman."

The so-called Chenzhou Talisman is a popular rune in the Chenzhou area in ancient times.Today, Chenzhou is the area of ​​Xiangxi, where the Miao and Tujia people gather. The Wu Nuo culture is flourishing. The spells of Chenzhou Talisman are derived from the clan witches and Zhu Youkeli. Use the Chenzhou Talisman to drive the corpse.

In ancient times, Chenzhou was also rich in cinnabar, also known as cinnabar, which has the best effect of exorcising evil spirits. Dongshen is a regional god and monster in western Hunan, and no one knows the function of cinnabar in Chenzhou.

When the accident happened, the Chenzhou talisman was pasted on the coffin, and Que Xuanqing was still covered with cinnabar around it, but the coffin was still snatched by the ghost.

"It's not that they are not afraid, but they are too blind and there are too many of them." Jiang Mingyu said to Que Xuanqing, "If you didn't use the soul-destroying bell at that time, but used talisman fire and cinnabar, the effect might be better."

Que Xuanqing thumped her chest and stamped her feet: "At that time, I only wanted to use the soul-destroying bell to control the ghosts, but I didn't expect, I didn't expect--" I could use the Chenzhou Talisman to kill directly.

After all, the Que family only runs logistics, and has little experience in dealing with evil spirits.

Jiang Mingyu comforted Que Xuanqing: "It may not be useful, after all, there are too many, and it's still the ghost month of July. You are alone and weak, and you are lucky to be able to retreat." He said, "This is not the cave god. What can be done, there must be something else mastermind behind those little ghosts, such as a big evil ghost who harmed one side."

An Le once again grasped the key point: the "large number" of little ghosts and the "big" evil ghosts.

Wow, so much to eat, this trip to Hunan was not in vain.

An Le looked at Jiang Mingyu, his eyes shifted to his stomach.

Jiang Mingyu: "..."

At this time, Que Ziwu added: "I suspect that there are people involved in this incident. The signal system on the coffin is positioned by satellites. It can work normally no matter what the weather is. If the signal suddenly loses, there is a high probability that the signal transmitter has been sabotaged. Lost."

An Le said, "Maybe it was eaten by a wild beast for dinner?"

Everyone looked at him.

... Well, he stopped talking nonsense.

An Le closed her mouth tightly, her big eyes rolled around and looked at the other people present, as if she wanted to say something but dared not say it. Jiang Mingyu knew his personality, and if he didn't let him say it, he would suffocate him, and said: "There is what to say?"

An Le raised her hand: "One last question, why did those ghosts even take away the researcher's bowl?"

The others were silent, unable to answer.

Those utensils are full of mud, and few of them are intact. They can only be used to enrich the living habits of the ancient Xiang people. They have no collection value at all, and they are of no use to ghosts and monsters.

So why do those ghosts snatch the coffin and even take away the tattered pots and pans?

"In short, the cause of this incident was simple, but it turned out to be very strange in the end." Que Ziwu made a concluding statement.

There is also a mystery why the appearance of the girl's body changed. Only by finding the coffin as soon as possible can we find out.

He looked at Jiang Mingyu, "Mr. Trouble is going to Xiangxi with us."

Jiang Mingyu nodded.

"It's too late today, how about we set off immediately tomorrow morning?"

Jiang Mingyu continued to nod.

Que Ziwu's tense spirit finally relaxed a little.

Xiangxi is a big place, but it’s also small. The news of their lost orders spread, and everyone in the circle knew about it, which really discredited the Que family.

With Jiang Mingyu's help, they are much more confident in recovering the lost courier.

"Then, Mr. and Xiaoan, let's rest today." Que Ziwu told his son, "Take the two teachers to visit C City."

He smiled kindly at Jiang Mingyu: "I'll treat my husband to dinner again tonight."

Jiang Mingyu's expression had softened at first, but when he heard Que Ziwu's words, his face turned pale again.

An Le was also shocked. They chatted like zombies and ghosts for a while, and the word "coffin" was mentioned so many times. How many times can they still eat?

The faces of the two guests, one big and one small, changed too quickly. Que Xuanqing explained to Anle: "We are in the logistics business. We can only work when we are full. We just need to bury the awe of ghosts and gods in our hearts. We still have to eat."

Que Ziwu also said generously: "I didn't treat this kid well at noon, so I'll treat you well tonight and let him taste real Hunan cuisine."

Hearing what Que Xuanqing said, An Le felt a lot relieved. It is true that he has the strength to catch ghosts only after he is full.

But Jiang Mingyu moved the corner of his mouth slightly, and finally accepted the Que family's father and son's kindness without saying much.

In the middle of the afternoon, Que Xuanqing drove Jiang Mingyu and Anle back to the urban area. Jiang Mingyu was not interested in shopping and playing, she just wanted to accompany Anle.

An Le came to City C for the first time, and it was very novel, but it was a pity that he only had half a day to drag Jiang Mingyu around.

Of course there is Que Xuanqing as the coachman.

Que Xuanqing didn't realize that there was something wrong with him being trapped inside, and cheerfully acted as a guide for the two of them.

They first went to Yuelu Academy in Yuelu Mountain.An Le had a good impression of Yuelu Academy, stopped in front of the statue of Confucius, and bowed to the master.

Jiang Mingyu found that Anle would stay in such places for a long time, and he did the same near the Gongyuan in N City.

"Do you really want to be a flower explorer?" Jiang Mingyu looked at An Le's profile.

An Le touched the tip of his nose, knowing that Jiang Mingyu was teasing him, and he didn't know why he felt a sense of awe when he entered an ancient place to study, and he had an instinct in his bones to pay homage to Confucius.

After leaving the academy, a group of people walked to the city, went to the Fire Palace one after another, and went to the head of Juzizhou to watch the Xiangjiang River.

An Le is having a great time, but every time this happens, he forgets that they are here to catch ghosts.

Because they ate too much at noon, they played until it was dark after sunset, and Que Xuanqing took the two of them to a new restaurant, where Que Ziwu was waiting for them.

This time the restaurant is a courtyard, the environment is very good, there is no hall and all private rooms, the location needs to be reserved.The green trees and running water in the middle of the yard are arranged in a subtle and fresh way, but there are strings of peppers hanging on the lintel, and the taste is very authentic at first glance.

Jiang Mingyu stood under the pepper for a while, and the Que family father and son came to urge him to move his legs.

Que Ziwu is more persuasive than his son, except when holding a wine glass, he won't let you put down your chopsticks at all.

Que Ziwu also emphasized again and again: "I only asked the chef to put a little chili. We Hunanese don't know how to cook without chili. It's really slightly spicy. I don't have any taste in my mouth. Foreigners can eat all of them, sir. Eat some."

An Le deeply felt the enthusiasm of Hunan men, and his mouth almost lost consciousness after eating.

An Le was sweating profusely from eating, he was steaming hot, his face was flushed, and he could drink, so he was deeply loved by Que Ziwu.

On the other hand, Jiang Mingyu's face became paler the more he ate, and in the end his face was as white as a piece of paper.

An Le sensed that something was wrong, and blocked many persuasive attacks for Jiang Mingyu, and finally the meal ended safely.

Several people made an appointment to go to Xiangxi early in the morning the next day. Because the destination was remote and it would take five or six hours to drive, they had to start early.

Jiang Mingyu was even more silent after eating, and just nodded in agreement.

The Que family and their son booked a hotel for them, but it was just two rooms.

When An Le was in the Jiang family, he always lived in the same room as Jiang Mingyu, but now it is difficult to explain it clearly in front of outsiders. In addition, his soul has been repaired, and there is no major event, he will not dream or his soul will not go out of his body, so he lost the relationship with Jiang Mingyu. An excuse to sleep.

It's not that they have to sleep together, it's just that someone next to them is used to it.

After An Le took a shower, he was alone in the room. His stomach was full of Hunan cuisine. After washing with hot water, he felt like a fish head with chopped peppers, which was hot and spicy.

I don't know what happened to the boss, An Le thought that Jiang Mingyu would express his opinion on the issue of room allocation.Who knew that Jiang Mingyu entered the room as soon as he arrived at the hotel, shut himself in, shut An Le out of the door, and didn't say a word to An Leduo.

Jiang Mingyu An Le saw this for the first time, he didn't dare to disturb her, so he could only be awkward in his room.

He pulled the quilt to cover his body, forget it, his mind and soul have been mended, why is he still throwing a temper, he doesn't sleep well, the boss may have wanted to get rid of him a long time ago, let's just sleep peacefully .

It was a dreamless night, An Le set the alarm clock early, and got up on time the next day.

You can't be late to catch ghosts.

He tidied himself up and found that Jiang Mingyu hadn't moved yet. He thought that the boss got up later than him, so he went out of the room to ring the doorbell of Jiang Mingyu's suite, but there was no response after ringing for a long time.

An Le took out her mobile phone to call Jiang Mingyu, but no one answered.

An Le panicked now, Jiang Mingyu would never do this.

He knocked on the door again and still no one came to answer the door. He hurriedly contacted the front desk downstairs, who dialed the landline in the room. Just when they were about to give up and open the door with the key, Jiang Mingyu finally answered the phone and said it was all right.

Why don't you open the door?

An Le waited anxiously in front of the door, and when the door opened, An Le saw Jiang Mingyu's pale face for the first time. Jiang Mingyu opened the door for An Le, then turned around and returned, and walked straight to the bed.

An Le followed behind him blankly, watching him lightly crawl back to the bed and lie down quietly.

... This kind of wandering state is more serious than at home!

An Le leaned over beside Jiang Mingyu's bed, looked down at his pale face, felt agitated, and asked cautiously, "Boss...are you hungry?"

It seems that the fish in the Qinhuai River is nothing to worry about, it looks like the big brother is starving, pale and erratic, he is really going to become a fairy.

Jiang Mingyu opened her eyelids, looked at Anle coldly, her lips moved a few times.

An Le leaned closer to him, trying to listen to what he had to say.

Jiang Mingyu said: "Hunan people say it's slightly spicy, it's all a lie."