my hungry husband

Before leaving, Jiang Mingyu said the last word to Secretary Zhang: "You can do it for yourself, let's go quickly."

The two came out of Liang's house, An Le sat on the co-pilot, looked at the sea below the mountain, hesitated for a long time, couldn't hold back, and asked: "Boss, when you came, you said that Liang Yihai died in the next eighteen hells." What a pity, why did you save him just now?"

Jiang Mingyu was silent while driving. He didn't answer Anle's question directly, but said: "The pearl in Liang Yihai's house is very important. In addition to attracting dragon energy, it can also be used as a finishing touch when combined with the mansion's feng shui. With that pearl , the dragon spirit in Liang's house is alive, so his room is more powerful than ordinary auspicious houses."

No wonder it was locked in a heavy safe.

"As for the ghost pattern painted on the dragon's eyes, the dragon's energy will be lost, and the protective shell on Liang Yihai's body will be broken. In addition, the rune summons the third emperor Song, who is in charge of the black rope hell in the southeast sea. A person who committed a crime in the mortal world will fall into the black rope hell after death, and will be pressed by the jailer on a hot iron, and traces will be drawn vertically and horizontally on his body with black iron ropes. The jailer will cut the soul of the sinner according to the traces, and so on. The sinner is repeatedly cut until he is atoned for his sin."

"Hiss." An Le sat on the seat, shaking.

Jiang Mingyu distractedly asked him: "What's wrong?"

An Le rubbed his temples with his fingers, and said, "When I hear the word hell, I feel phantom limb pain. Maybe I'm too timid."

Jiang Mingyu was in a daze for a moment when he heard him say that, then frowned as if remembering something, and said, "Sorry, I won't mention it next time."

Well, Anle just can't stand Jiang Mingyu's appearance, usually cold and cheerless, but when she should be polite, she is polite, and what she says when she is considerate, really hits her heart.

An Le quickly said: "It's okay, it's okay, just be brave, just be scared, I'm much better now than before."

Jiang Mingyu's expression softened, and she said, "I would rather you never be frightened."

Hearing this sentence, An Le was a little squeamish. Invisible provocative people are the most deadly. He tried hard to hit the ball straight back and said, "I will never be afraid when I am by your side."

The car transferred by Jiang Mingyu actually had quite a lot of space, but Anle felt that it was so narrow at this time, making people feel uneasy. He cleared his throat and brought the topic back to business: "Would it be more powerful to summon the Emperor of Song? Liang Yihai will really suffocate to death if he doesn't save him like that."

Jiang Mingyu said: "That's not true, even if the Emperor Song is invited."

An Le: "..." It's too real, the leader is very busy.

Jiang Mingyu said: "It's just that the emperor of Song was summoned instead of other gods, which shows that there is grievance in this matter."

An Le was startled, that's why.

It is the bounden duty of the ten kings of hell to punish evil and commit crimes, and the emperor of Song Dynasty is very close, so it is not wrong to seek him for injustice.

"The resentment placed on Liang Yihai is very great, which can make him appear to be drowning."

"It really was the shipwreck." An Le murmured.

When these things are connected, it is impossible not to think about the accident of more than ten years. What did Liang Yihai do?

While they were talking, the car drove to the foot of the mountain, and Jiang Mingyu turned the steering wheel into Binhai Road, driving a little faster, and said, "Liang Yihai is very dependent on his house, and would rather die in it than move out."

Jiang Mingyu had reminded him a long time ago to avoid him, but he didn't move.

An Le said: "I can't bear to part with his big baby."

Jiang Mingyu said: "It's like some people who are afraid of ghosts. When encountering a ghost, the first reaction is to hide in the quilt, thinking that it will be safe in the quilt, even if the quilt is useless at all, they will not come out anyway."

...felt like an arrow in the knee.

"He was worried that the evil thing outside would harm him, but the thing that harmed him was actually in the house." Jiang Mingyu said, "He will find the person who posted the ghost pattern soon."

An Le's heart tightened, and she said, "It must be Secretary Zhang."

Thinking about it carefully, Liang Yihai's home has such a comprehensive security system that the only outsider who has a chance to open the safe is Secretary Zhang.

Moreover, Secretary Zhang was very strange when he gave Jiang Mingyu the portrait of the Song emperor. This kind of gift didn't look like Liang Yihai's style.

Liang Yihai is not a fool either, he probably suspects the secretary by now.

"Will Boss Liang get better?" An Le asked.

Jiang Mingyu nodded and said, "Temporary." While waiting for the red light, he tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, "I still need him now."

An Le looked at Jiang Mingyu: "Why?"

"Because I promised to do someone a favor."

An Le was dumbfounded: "What?"

The fact that Yu Meng asked him to help must have nothing to do with Liang Yihai's safety, but something else.

"We still need to rely on Liang Yihai to find things." Jiang Mingyu said, "For example, where is the keel, and where are the 53 ghosts?"

An Le's heart sank. Only he knew what Liang Yihai did back then.

The two returned to the hotel, Anle learned something on the way and stopped asking, everything had to wait for the right time.

But another thing made An Le feel fearful, that is, the holiday was coming to an end!

This is simply the scariest horror movie. Airplane No. 7 came to pick them up, and then he had to go back to school, face the courses, face the credits, and face the evil that wanted to kill him.

When he thought of these things, he didn't want to go back. He also wanted to watch the sea with the boss.

As a result, God seemed to be trying to keep An Le, and it rained heavily.

An Le had read the weather forecast before going out to play. The forecast said that it would be sunny all the time during the National Day Holiday, but now it is raining.

The rain is getting heavier and bigger, big raindrops hit the beach, the sand splashes everywhere, the ocean becomes irritable and angry because of the rain, and the wall-like waves rush from the sky to the shore, making a rumbling sound sound.

Nested comfortably on the sofa in the hotel, holding hot chocolate and watching the spectacular scene outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

When the ocean is gentle, it is charmingly blue, and when it is angry, it is amazingly powerful.

The rain was too heavy, their play plans were temporarily suspended, and everyone stayed in the hotel, waiting for the sun to clear on the 7th.

An Le had nothing to do, so she swiped Weibo with her mobile phone.

After thinking about it, he entered the three words "Liang Yihai" in the search box, and the related news popped up immediately, and the release date was in the morning.

Because of the heavy rain, the villages and towns below suffered some losses. I have to say that Liang Yihai is very sensitive in this regard, and immediately donated a batch of supplies to the trapped people surrounded by water.

The local news wrote him a real-time report, complete with his photo.

The photo should have been taken in real time. In the photo, Liang Yihai is holding the victim's hand, with a heavy face. It just so happens that his complexion is not good, his nose is still a little purple, his body looks weak, and the whole portrait seems to be unstable, which perfectly matches him. At this time, I feel worried about the country and the people.

After a little improvement, he came out to show his face. It seems that the dragon spirit in the house has returned.

Jiang Mingyu walked to Anle's side, put his hands on the back of the sofa, and said, "You're bored."

An Le shook her head, raised her face, and smiled at Jiang Mingyu: "I'd rather be here in a daze than go to school."

Jiang Mingyu lifted the broken hair on his forehead, pinned it behind his ear, and said, "Who said you should study hard at the beginning, and you will be a graduate student in the future."

An Le patted his chest and said, "Of course graduate students must study. Now let's relax."

Jiang Mingyu knew that An Le had good grades, so she was not very worried: "I know you are good."

Speaking of which, Anle is also amazing. No matter what happened, his grades did not drop. Even if he played games so hard some time ago, he could get an A in the PPT he handed in.

It was the first time that An Le was praised by Jiang Mingyu. He patted Jiang Mingyu's arm happily and said, "I've decided to raise you in the future."

Jiang Mingyu remained silent.

An Le was modest in a timely manner, and said: "But there are others who are better than me. You have never seen Yan Zhinan, and I have hardly seen him attend classes. He can always take the first place every year."

Yan Zhinan...Jiang Mingyu put these three words in his mouth aftertaste, and said, "He has a very good relationship with you."

An Le couldn't say that Yan Zhinan regarded himself as his father, but said: "It's pretty good. He has good grades, strong abilities, and is very powerful. He never dislikes me. I like him very much."

Jiang Mingyu: "?"

Jiang Mingyu pursed her lips and narrowed her eyes.

Very good, now besides the chicken, there is another classmate.

"Students should still focus on their studies and focus on their homework instead of always thinking about playing with their classmates."

An Le looked at Jiang Mingyu strangely, and said, "Boss, you also say such old-fashioned things."

Uncle Jiang, who was very concerned about the age difference, was hit in the chest. He swallowed the blood from his throat and said, "I can play games with you." He thought for a while, and tried to speak in a young man's voice, "Team up and start black."

That classmate Yan Zhinan took up the identity of An Le's peers and shared a common language with An Le, which is really too cunning.

An Le didn't think too much, and said, "Okay."

Just as Jiang Mingyu wanted to invite An Le to a game, An Le suddenly said, "Speaking of Yan Zhinan, I remembered that before the holiday, he drew a picture for me."

An Le stood up and went to salute Yan Zhinan's dragon picture. Before he found it, there was a knock on the door of the room.

Jiang Hong shouted loudly outside the door: "Sir, Boss Liang has sent someone here again."

An Le's attention was instantly drawn away. Is it Secretary Zhang?

Jiang Mingyu and him looked at each other, the two walked to the door, opened the door, saw Jiang Hong's face full of helplessness, he pointed to the person behind him, and said, "He insists on seeing you."

It turned out that the person who came was not Secretary Zhang.

The man has a handsome face, which is totally different from Secretary Zhang's ordinary. He looks shrewd and tough. With a perfect smile on the corner of his mouth, he said to Jiang Mingyu: "Hello, Mr. Jiang, our chairman sent me here I will give you a thank you gift, the chairman is very grateful to you, he originally wanted to come in person, but he was feeling unwell, so he entrusted me to come."

This man spoke impeccably, An Le snorted inwardly, what kind of physical discomfort is there, he is very active in posing for pictures on the news.

He took out a black gold card and handed it to Jiang Mingyu respectfully.

Jiang Mingyu didn't accept it, but Anle interjected and asked, "Where's Secretary Zhang?"

The man smiled and said, "Secretary Zhang has been dismissed, and I will replace him."

An Le's expression changed upon hearing this.

This person used dismissal instead of resignation.

The new secretary had a look of pity on his face, and said: "Secretary Zhang embezzled the company's property for a huge amount. The chairman has already called the police, but he fled fearing the crime."...,,