Straight man training manual

And recently, things are not going well for him himself, and he feels very heavy.When I go to sleep at night, I always feel that someone is lying with him.It was useless to see a doctor, so I went to the doctor in a hurry. I have tried all kinds of crooked methods, most of them are liars, but the local tyrant still did not give up, and invited Jiang Ping here as well.

Jiang Ping saw that he was quite worried. The weather just entered autumn, and those who were stronger were still wearing short sleeves. The family had already put on down jackets. Look, there are indeed signs of being entangled in something unclean. It can be speculated that the dirty thing probably has a deep connection with this family.

"Have you ever killed someone? Direct, indirect, inadvertent, it all counts."

"This... this is not... I... I am a timid person, how, how could I kill someone?"

"Well, let me change the question. Since it was fine at first, but suddenly, is there any opportunity for a change? Or what is the reason why you are willing to try to invite us?"

"If you really want to tell me, let's go to the villa that is said to be haunted to see the house! Master, is it the problem of that villa? If so, you must find a way to help me."

Oh shit, it's over.

After dawdling for a day, Jiang Ping still nestled on the sofa, released the number that he called himself a few days ago from the blacklist, and called him aggrievedly.

"Don't start playing with your phone without wiping your hair, you'll catch a cold," the man said.

Jiang Ping realized that the man was watching his live broadcast room. His live broadcast was very casual, and he didn't really care if there was any content. He would open it when he was free. Ask him on the sofa: "About a place to meet and talk, I want to know something about what happened to you in that villa, and by the way, let me see if there is anything I can help you with."

"Why are you suddenly interested?"

"Because I took an order, it may have something to do with that place, so I need a meal."

"Uh—" The man seemed to snort in pain suddenly, and his breathing became heavy.

"what happened?"

"It's okay. When are you free? Where do you want to meet?"

The two agreed on a time and place to meet, and they were in a cafe early the next morning.

Wen Hongshan is also sitting on the sofa now, but not as straight as usual. After seeing Jiang Ping turn off the live broadcast room, Wen Hongshan also buckled up his phone and concentrated on resisting the pain in his abdomen.

The abdomen that was only slightly bulging a few days ago was expanding at an astonishing speed. This will only take five days, and it looks like a pregnant woman who is seven or eight months pregnant.Because the skin of the abdomen couldn't bear this drastic change, it had been stretched out with white and green lines, the internal organs were squeezed, and the severe rejection made Wen Hongshan almost vomit whatever he ate these days.

The original owner's clothes were barely fit.

Wen Hongshan still doesn't know what's in it, and the meeting with Jiang Ping tomorrow may give him an answer.

But compared to the discomfort caused by severe vomiting, back pain, hip pain, and back pain are more unbearable. No matter what posture the bones are in pain all the time, sometimes lying in bed will suddenly wake up because of heart palpitations.

After squinting intermittently for a while all night, before going out, Wen Hongshan still used a thick wide cloth to squeeze his growing belly hard, making it look closer to an ordinary beer belly. Put on clothes and pants.

Squatting down in this position became extremely difficult for Wen Hongshan. When he put on his shoes, the monster in his stomach seemed to be dissatisfied with his abuse. The cabinet in the entrance, propped up his back and waited for the pain to subside.

When Jiang Ping met him, he saw the man's pale face.

It's no wonder that this is a million-dollar anchor, Jiang Ping thinks that this face alone is enough to knock people off.

When Wen Hongshan sat down, his trousers were tight on his swollen abdomen, and his back was unbearably sore. Jiang Ping stared at his stomach for a while, and sighed softly.

"I'm afraid you have provoked a ghost."

"Well, it's really like pregnancy symptoms." Wen Hongshan also had some guesses in his heart. After all, the object itself was brought out of the baby's room. Wen Hongshan's calmness far exceeded Jiang Ping's imagination. It can only be said that it is a horror To the anchor.

Jiang Ping is actually afraid of ghosts.

He is talented, but afraid of ghosts, his master loves and hates him, but each family has been declining in recent years, people's awe is gone, and they are naturally like water without a source and a tree without roots.

Wen Hongshan succinctly recounted his experience in the haunted house. Jiang Ping thought for a while and asked again: "Can you see how that female ghost died?"

"Her body is more like natural decay and festering, and her limbs are sound. I didn't see any obvious wounds. Oh, she can't speak."

Jiang Ping still wants to ask, why are you so calm.

"What about the name? Do you know her name?"

If he knew, Jiang Ping could search his soul and ask questions, or even search for human flesh on the Internet.

"do not know."

Wen Hongshan saw the somewhat disappointed expression on Jiang Ping's face, supported himself, leaned forward with some difficulty to get the backpack on the side, and took out a dozen papers: "Although I don't know her name, I have I also checked a few things."

Jiang Ping looked at the stack of papers on the table that might be as high as a thumb, and felt that it was not a little thing, but a hundred million things.

"Then I..."

"Just look here." The man interrupted him and said in a commanding tone.

"Let me tell you first, I may not be able to help you."

Wen Hongshan raised his eyelids.

"Also, I'm very poor, so you can't open your mouth to me." Jiang Ping felt guilty.

"It's okay, it's free, you see." Wen Hongshan smiled, "It's my luck that you are willing to call me, so I can sit here and talk to you."

"I think there is a sentence in the lot of things you said that makes sense, life and death are fate."

Waking up early is too strenuous for his current body.

His stomach throbbed, his back was sore, and his heart beat hard. Wen Hongshan sat there and listened to Jiang Ping's page-turning. He felt his eyelids getting heavier and heavier, and he couldn't sit still and wanted to fall to one side.

Jiang Ping looked up at him, and finally sat in the same row as him silently from the opposite seat, and said softly: "The ghost is very tired, and it's normal for you to be sleepy. If you don't feel uncomfortable, you can rely on Let me sleep."

"That's really..." Wishing for it.

Wen Hongshan smiled and leaned on Jiang Ping's shoulder without finishing his sentence.

There seems to be nothing wrong with it.

Although it doesn't matter if he is really alone, even though he doesn't feel that this is something worth crying about, but having a shoulder to lean on seems to really make him feel better.

When Jiang Ping was pregnant... probably also longed for these.

Wen Hongshan thought in a daze.

☆、Haunted House

After Wen Hongshan fell asleep, Jiang Ping turned his head to look at him, and gently put his hand on his hand. They hadn't held hands like this for a long time.

Jiang Ping held a thick stack of materials in his hand. How can I say that for Wen Hongshan, this is really not too unusual. If he became a designer because of talent and hard work, then Wen Hongshan is not A genius in the strict sense, he lived harder than anyone else.

Jiang Ping and 520 were also chatting in the inner world.

"Is this what you did without telling me before?"

"Y-I didn't hide it from you. Our system is very formal. Every time I come in, I ask you, do you want to see what the world is like if you don't like Mr. Wen..." 520 felt guilty say.

The system rules stipulate that the consent of the parties must be obtained before the world can be opened. Before, Jiang Pingping was brought in to play the rules. This time, when 520 tried to trick Jiang Pingping in, Jiang Ping ruthlessly exposed it.

"No, I don't agree."

"Eh... ehhh?"

"Unless you let me know what's going on inside, I won't agree to go in, otherwise I won't agree."

520 was also very afraid that he would lose his use value at Wenhongshan, and Wenhongshan would not provide his own server, so he had to think of a way, so he copied a new script, so as to preserve Jiang Ping's memory and let him he comes in.

But Jiang Ping asked him to keep Wen Hongshan a secret.

It was too difficult, 520 shed tears of data, it was too difficult for him as a system.

However, Jiang Ping kept his memory because he exploited a bug in the main program, so the judgment of OOC is very strict. If the OOC is too serious, he will be caught by the main program. So Jiang Ping has kept his own place so far, and he is much easier to lead than Wen Hongshan. up.

"You look so ugly." After Jiang Ping flipped through the documents, Wen Hongshan still didn't wake up.

"Really?" 520 doesn't have much idea about this, he only monitors his body values.Anyway, Wen Hongshan's values ​​have been steadily falling these days.

"He rarely sleeps so deeply. Every time he hears the alarm clock, he wakes up. My alarm clock is often turned off by him." Jiang Ping said with a bit of complaint in his tone.

However, 520 felt that this complaint sounded strange.

After sitting for a long time, Jiang Ping's shoulders felt a little sore, so he couldn't help but move around.Wen Hongshan opened his eyes abruptly, and Jiang Ping quickly recovered his expressionless face and quickly withdrew his hand.

Wen Hongshan glanced at the time, he slept for nearly three hours this time, and it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon.

"Why didn't you call me? Have you finished reading?"

"Let's eat first, anchor." Jiang Ping smiled helplessly.

Wen Hongshan himself didn't feel hungry, not only was he not hungry but also wanted to vomit, so he was reminded that it was time to eat, and he was about to get up and go to the restaurant next door to have a meal with Jiang Ping.

When Wen Hongshan stood up from sitting, his stomach shrank violently again, as if a big hand was pinching the entire abdominal cavity. break.

Jiang Ping quickly helped him, and motioned him to touch it with his eyes.

Wen Hongshan nodded.

In fact, the stomach hurts so much that you can't touch it at all, and the stomach that is restrained to the extreme is as hard as a rock, and you can't stand it even if you touch it a little bit, but when Jiang Ping covered it with his hands, Wen Hongshan only trembled slightly.

Jiang Ping was startled suddenly.Can't help worrying, "Are you crazy? You still come out like this? This... go to my house first... let's say yes, I can at most relieve your symptoms, ghost fetuses are very evil, and I don't know much about them. "

"Ah."

Jiang Ping watched the man's huge belly jump out when the man untied the straps, and the man bit his lips tightly.A fine layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.Jiang Ping didn't expect the ghost fetus to grow so fast, it was already seven months old when he was pregnant. According to this speed, it might mature in a few days.

Thinking of the pain during childbirth, Jiang Ping turned pale, and said to 520: "Quit, don't continue, the memory of the original body I received has no memory of how to deal with ghost fetuses, I don't know what to do Don't go any further, he's already suffering."

"Sorry, the decision to quit or not is in the hands of the trainee Wen Hongshan. If you feel uncomfortable, the system suggests that you can choose to block the memory, or turn on the smart mosaic service." 520 was triggered by the standard reply, and replied sternly.

"Then what do you ask him to do? Then what do you ask me to do? Was it like this in every previous world?" Jiang Ping hardly dared to look at Wen Hongshan's face.

He really wanted to pull Wen Hongshan by the collar and tell him to quit this damn game right now. It doesn't matter what kind of haunted house or commission.But he was restricted by the system and couldn't say anything.

"What's the matter?" Wen Hongshan looked at Jiang Ping who was suddenly kneeling on the ground, pressing his forehead against the edge of the sofa, and reached out his hand to touch his head in doubt.

"Hungry? Huh?"

"It's okay." Jiang Ping could only forcefully smile, "I'll go cook some noodles. You can lie down on the bed if you want, and you can check the books in the study to see if there is anything that can help you. Take it as a repayment The information you gave me."

Wen Hongshan nodded. After a while, he walked to Jiang Ping's study with his back supported. The system didn't want him to die in the system, so there must be something that is the key to breaking the game.

He picked up a few books that might be related to the so-called ghost, and sat down on a chair in the study.

During the last live broadcast, Jiang Ping claimed that the paper for practicing drawing symbols was still pressed against the edge of the table.Wen Hongshan stared at the pile of ghost symbols for a while, and suddenly found a clue. The pile of ghost symbols seemed to be disassembled and reassembled. If combined, it happened to be the name of the series that Jiang Ping was in charge of before his maternity leave. .

Much like designing a theme logo.

Wen Hongshan became a little suspicious. When Jiang Ping came in with his face in his face, Wen Hongshan asked unintentionally, "What is this drawing of yours? It seems to be part of some characters?"

"I'm tired of drawing talismans, so I just draw for fun. I don't know what I'm drawing." Jiang Ping thumped in his heart, but he still answered very skillfully.

Wen Hongshan suppressed his suspicion for the time being, probably wrote those words subconsciously. Sure enough, Jiang Ping likes design very much.

Jiang Ping thought to himself, fortunately he pressed the paper with the cursive characters of Wen Hongshan that he drew casually, otherwise the explanation would not be clear.

"Let's eat first."

"No, you can eat by yourself. I'll read these books."

520 immediately detected Jiang Pingping's depression, and said to Wen Hongshan: "But he has already done your part."

"But I can't eat anyway." Wen Hongshan was ruthless.

520: Hey, hey, I can't move it, I really can't.

Normally, Jiang Ping would not say anything, but he was probably a little suffocated, so Jiang Ping leaned forward to remove the books in front of him, pushed the noodle bowl in front of him forcefully, and said, "You At least take a bite before refusing, you are really annoying."

Suddenly, Jiang Ping bluntly hated him.Cracks appeared in Mr. Wen's steely heart.

"I can't eat it." Wen Hongshan explained, "Sorry, I'm afraid I'll spit it out after eating it. If it's dirty, please clean it up. There's no other meaning."

Jiang Ping was about to cry.

Wen Hongshan fouled too much, Jiang Ping was so distressed that he was autistic, and insulted 520 countless times in his head.

520 was scolded silently, and felt aggrieved. With snot and tears, he went to the main program to make a digital pet to comfort himself.

Jiang Ping could only finish the meal by himself, cheer up and plan to help Wen Hongshan complete the tasks in this world quickly, so that he can leave this terrible world quickly, but for some reason, Wen Hongshan, who was originally a workaholic, did not treat the tasks Very slack, even just sitting on the sofa and looking at him lovingly.

"That is to say, you checked the property owner of the house. The house is in the name of my client, and it was bought a long time ago. It is not the house he said he just went to see recently."

"Well, he lied to you."

"That is to say, the female ghost trapped in the room is inextricably linked with my client, and you found out from a Weibo photo that they are husband and wife?"

"It used to be."

"In other words, my client may have killed his wife and child. Then because you touched something in the baby's room, the ghost came to you, and the female ghost came to him?"

"Reasonable speculation, lack of evidence."

"Why are you not in a hurry? Get this matter resolved early, and you might be able to get out of the hands of the devil." Jiang Ping sighed.

What is there to worry about after meeting Jiang Ping?

If it weren't for the restrictions of the system's anti-addiction system, Wen Hongshan would have been able to stay here forever.

After all, who doesn't want to have sweet dreams for a little longer?

"I'll talk to the client directly first. Well, his family is miserable. Even being retaliated...you, it doesn't matter if you live here. I'm alone anyway. If you can give me some rent I would be more satisfied."

Jiang Ping handed him a kit.

"What?" Wen Hongshan took it, and said, "I'll go with you."

"Don't go there, their house has Yin Qi, although it is not heavy, but it is not good for your health now, you will be a little more peaceful if you stay here with me, after all, this old house was built by my master before, Feng Shui or something It’s very particular, it’s a lucky talisman. Use it as much as possible.”

Wen Hongshan didn't force it either. After Jiang Ping left, he flipped through the books in the study.

Jiang Ping came back very late that day, Wen Hongshan was lucky, and in the appendix of an obscure tome, he found the method to crack the ghost.

[Ghost fetuses come from the obsession of infants and adults. They mature in seven days and are born at the time when the yin energy is at its heaviest. If you are not yet mature, you can solve the grievances and save the souls of the dead with a big formation for seven hours. ]

☆、Haunted House

Hearing Jiang Ping's voice coming back, Wen Hongshan slammed the tome shut.

Jiang Ping was carrying a takeaway box in his hand, and without saying hello to him, he poured the mashed porridge into a bowl, pulled up a chair and sat opposite Wenhong Mountain.

"How is it?" Wen Hongshan took the spoon and ate the porridge.

"I pretended to be stupid with me for a long time, and he said it after I took the evidence directly, but he didn't admit that he killed his wife, saying that his wife died because of dystocia, but I think that man is really not very courageous. , maybe because he didn’t respect the deceased after death, he just moved out of the original home. The late wife must have resentment in her heart. I will prepare tonight and see if there is any improvement in the old house and the new home tomorrow in Bulingtai. You... How is it?" Jiang Ping couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw the man swallowing a little reluctantly.

"I haven't gained anything yet, but I saw a word I couldn't understand. What does the red dragon mean?"

"Did you find out how old the side door book is? If I remember correctly, the red dragon should refer to menstrual blood?"

"Where is the big formation?"

"Great formation is a general term, it doesn't refer to a specific formation, it just refers to a relatively powerful formation."

Jiang Ping is such a smart person, Wen Hongshan would not ask this kind of question out of pure curiosity, if you really want to ask words that Wen Hongshan doesn't understand, there are too many in the whole book, but they are uniquely targeted I carefully picked out these two words, it can be seen that they are related to ghost fetuses.

"You have found a way to break the ghost." Jiang Ping used declarative sentences.

"That's right." Wen Hongshan said, "It says that the ghost fetus will mature in seven days, and it will be born when the yin energy is at its heaviest. The red dragon needs to restrain the ghost fetus."

Jiang Ping frowned in embarrassment: "It's hard to find in this era. If you want this kind of thing, you will probably be arrested as a mental illness, but digging through the trash can..."

Wen Hongshan interrupted Jiang Ping's speech that everyone should pick up trash together at any time, and suddenly asked him: "Why must it be the time when the yin is the most serious? What if it is early or late?"

"It will definitely be shaved. If it can be released when the yang energy is at its heaviest, I reckon it will be fine for the big formation? But it is impossible for the ghost fetus to choose a time that is not conducive to it, unless..." Jiang Ping Suddenly thought of the method that was hidden by Wen Hongshan.

"Kill me before he matures, and then use a large formation to trap him." Wen Hongshan felt a little regretful, he didn't expect this world to be so short, he and Jiang Ping only met for less than a day, and the remaining time was less than two days. God.

Wen Hongshan's tone was calm, but Jiang Ping couldn't be calm. For a moment, he wanted to forget all about the character settings. No matter what method he used, he would find a way to save Wen Hongshan, let him look at Wen Hongshan If Hong Shan died in front of him, he would have nightmares for the rest of his life.

"You won't remember it. After a few sleeps, you will forget it, just like having a dream." 520 tried hard to prove the security of his system to him.

"But I will remember that feeling forever." Jiang Ping answered 520 softly.

He can hardly remember what happened before he was six years old now, and he can't tell what happened specifically, but the past is still like a big web of fear.

Jiang Ping was born with a set of extra organs. In that small county town, the doctor's explanation made his biological parents disgust and even hate him.

Although that set of organs is very inconspicuous, it did not affect Jiang Ping's becoming a boy recognized by everyone around him, but it still could not change the grudges in his parents' hearts. He was discarded once when he was four years old. The tall dog surrounded him. The dog didn't do anything, but called his master to come over, but Xiao Jiangping was still scared.

After being sent to the police station, the police station sent him back to his parents' house again.

After that, Jiang Ping didn't speak any more, and just immersed himself in his own world. Stones and branches were his paintbrushes, and the floor and sand were his drawing boards. Everything he had was only told to the world.

When he was abandoned for the second time at the age of six, Jiang Ping didn’t say a word in the police station. At that time, Jiang Xin, a professor of educational psychology, happened to be in the police station to bring home his hapless son who had fought during his rebellious period. I can better understand those tiny emotions, and squat down to talk to Xiao Jiangping.

Later, little Jiang Ping had to be sent back to his parents' house, but Jiang Xin was worried, so he took a look and saw that the child was hiding in the corner of the yard by himself, thin and small, and he was waiting for other people to eat. He didn't go to eat until it was over. Jiang Xin really had no financial pressure. She and Jiang Ping's parents made a request that they had no children and wanted to take Jiang Ping away. up.

Sell ​​a child for 5000 yuan.

It took Jiang Xin a year to let Jiang Ping return to the state that a normal child should have. Jiang Ping gradually became cheerful, smart, and well-behaved, but the scars will not disappear.

Sometimes Jiang Ping would still hold a branch and draw pictures in the yard unconsciously.Only at this time, Jiang Xin would come up to talk to him and ask him what he was painting.

It was Jiang Xin who suggested that he should take the path of an art student, learn painting and design systematically.Jiang Ping felt that he was extremely lucky to be able to meet Jiang's mother.

After marrying Wen Hongshan, Jiang Ping also asked himself over and over again whether it was because he felt too insecure that Wen Hongshan didn't give all his love.

He couldn't answer, and didn't know how to answer.

He sometimes wondered if the reason why he wanted a divorce was because he was afraid of being abandoned by Wen Hongshan.

Wen Hongshan left him with death, which he could not bear.

Jiang Ping worked very hard, but his eyes were big and his eye sockets were still shallow. Wen Hongshan said death lightly, which made Jiang Ping's eyes red all of a sudden. I don't know if I have the courage to recognize each other.

Wen Hongshan also panicked.He stretched out his hand and rubbed the corners of Jiang Ping's eyes with his thumb, and the tears became more and more. Finally, Jiang Ping couldn't hold it back at all, crying until his sleeves were wet, and he nestled in the corner of the sofa holding a small Book drawing.

Wen Hongshan's belly got bigger, and it was difficult to speak with his heavy belly. Wen Hongshan had no evidence, although there was no evidence, but Wen Hongshan had an intuition, and he said: "Jiang Pingping? I mean...that Jiang Ping."

The habit of hiding and drawing when you are unhappy is too similar.

Jiang Ping didn't speak, but if he didn't speak, it was already the answer.

It was a little difficult for Wen Hongshan to hold him, there was a big belly between the two of them, although Wen Hongshan didn't take care of the bad things in his stomach at all.

Wen Hongshan held Jiang Ping in his arms tenaciously, and even his waist was a little bit unbearable under the weight of one person.

"Jiang Ping, look at me, I'm not drawing anymore."

Jiang Ping's family was very open-minded. The only thing Jiang Xin was angry with at the time was the attitude of Wen Hongshan's family, but for Jiang Ping's love, he still adhered to the concept of freedom of love and marriage, so he and Wen Hongshan told him in private, If Jiang Ping hides somewhere and paints without saying a word, he will be unhappy. At this time, he must talk to him and coax him.

"Why are you upset?"

"Not unhappy."

"Then why are you crying?"

"I want to cry, can't I?" Jiang Ping went online.

"Because it reminds you...it hurts...?" Wen Hongshan didn't know if there was a ban on mentioning reality in this world, so he spoke vaguely. Although 520 said it was an independent world, it still To prevent the system from cheating him suddenly.

"..."

"It's okay, don't think about it anymore, it's all over, I don't feel any pain, I don't feel uncomfortable, there's nothing wrong with it, this is fake." Wen Hongshan rubbed his hand.

Jiang Ping wants to say that you quit, but this sentence is restricted by the system and cannot be said. Jiang Ping still wants to say, then you just said that you want to die, but this sentence is also restricted by the system, so you can’t say it come out.

So Jiang Ping could only use his eyes to try to hint that Mr. Wen quit the game.

After receiving Jiang Ping's affectionate eyebrows, Wen always felt that his coaxing skills had improved, and continued to rub Jiang Ping's hand as his mood gradually changed.

520 from God's perspective: Wanduzi, why did Mr. Wen's love brain start instead at this time.

☆、Haunted House

Wen Hongshan wanted to stay longer with Jiang Ping in it, but Wen Hongshan simply ignored the various time restrictions imposed by the system. In reality, the time spent together was too short, and he had already fallen into the quagmire named Jiang Ping.

Of course, Jiang Ping didn't know what he was thinking. For Jiang Ping, everything here was false, only Wen Hongshan was real. If the other party was destined to suffer in this world, he would definitely bring him back to reality.

Both of them were afraid of being interfered by the system, so they didn't talk too much about the reality. Jiang Ping got up to prepare things for the next day, and even contacted his female friends to ask if any of them were menstruating recently.

Although this makes Jiang Ping look a bit like a pervert.

Wen Hongshan propped himself up, but suddenly lost his strength and fell down, his stomach tightened more and more frequently, as if announcing that it was about to come to an end.Wen Hongshan gently supported the bottom of his abdomen, and with his fingers, he lifted up the heavy belly.

"Don't sleep on the sofa, take a shower and go to bed when you're sleepy."

"Asleep?" Jiang Ping approached and saw that the man's hands were gripping the edge of the sofa, almost scratching the sofa cushions, probably because of the severe pain, and the clothes on the back were soaked.

At that time, Jiang Ping only felt such severe pain when he was about to give birth. For a while, Jiang Ping even thought that the fetus was about to come out, and even wanted to call an ambulance.

"It's useless..." Wen Hongshan grabbed his wrist.

"It's okay, at this time every night, it may be the long time when the ghosts are concentrated. According to this growth rate... I guess I will mature tomorrow night." Wen Hongshan had just endured a sharp and long pain, and his stomach was even heavier. After a while, the clothes were also stretched tight.

Wen Hongshan could no longer see his feet and the ground at all, and his waist couldn't bear the sudden increase of weight, and it hurt like needles. Wen Hongshan leaned on the sofa and closed his eyelids, as if he even planned to stay here. Sit all night.

Hearing movement after a while, Wen Hongshan opened his eyes and saw Jiang Ping laying mattresses on the ground and making a bed.

"You are..."

"It's too painful to move, right? Just sleep here." Jiang Ping didn't lift his head, and after the bed was made, he helped Wen Hongshan slowly move it to the bed on the ground.

Wen Hongshan obviously couldn't even straighten his waist.

In the middle of the night, Jiang Ping was awakened violently, and the whole living room was crying and howling, especially the sharp cry of the baby. Jiang Ping heard it, but plunged himself into the quilt.

Activated the quilt defense method that as long as I don't show my head, ghosts will rain on me.

There is only one reason why this kind of old house with excellent Fengshui location and layout is haunted, and that is the owner next to him.

Jiang Ping would cry with them if the babies continued to cry. Through the quilt, Jiang Ping felt countless small hands touching him through the quilt, and the small gap between the quilt and the outside world was full of wind.

A cold feeling suddenly spread from the position of the calf.Startled, Jiang Ping shivered all over.

"Stay away from him."

Jiang Ping heard the man sternly scolding in a low voice.

"Touch him again, and I'll kill myself right now." Wen Hongshan frowned and looked at the room crawling around, even the babies on the ceiling.Many of them looked immature, and even looked like people, and they were bloody everywhere they crawled.

It was just a phantom a few days ago, but tonight it has become real.

The baby cries even more.But he still reluctantly crawled away from Jiang Ping, and Jiang Ping felt something crawl out of the quilt along his legs.

Goosebumps all over my body.Under the influence of the original body, Jiang Ping couldn't control his fear at all. Intellectually, he knew there was nothing to be afraid of, and he also knew that he could deal with them, but his limbs were cold and numb, and he didn't even have the strength to move.

The people around him moved a few times, tucked in his quilt, exposed his head, and touched his face.

The hand that just came out of the bed carried the touching human body temperature amidst the howling ghosts and wolves all around.

The crying lasted for half an hour before it gradually weakened, and the surroundings returned to silence.The man also lay down beside him again.

Jiang Ping tentatively touched Wen Hongshan's hand hanging by his side, but was suddenly grabbed.

Wen Hongshan's voice was a little hoarse, probably because he was a little tired.

"They won't come out again tonight, sleep peacefully."

Jiang Ping hummed softly, but still didn't fall asleep after a while, and felt that Wen Hongshan should not be woken up, and Wen Hongshan grabbed his hand again when he wanted to turn over, which was very embarrassing.

"To be honest……"

Jiang Ping suddenly heard Wen Hongshan, who he thought had fallen asleep, ask.

"Are you afraid of being alone?"

"You don't need ghosts to accompany me, thank you." Jiang Ping suddenly remembered a ghost story he had read, and Wen Hongshan made his whole body tremble with questions, and rubbed against Wen Hongshan again.

"Afraid of ghosts?"

"uh-huh?"

"But the ghost is here with me." Wen Hongshan couldn't help but chuckled, ruthlessly probing through it.Jiang Pingping was so angry that he simply wrapped himself in a quilt and turned over to ignore him.

520 doesn't want to care about it anymore, these two people obviously don't really want to divorce, it's the only humble one.Electronic pet puppies are so fun.

Wen Hongshan didn't fall asleep that night, and his stomach would throb from time to time. No one knew the situation of the ghost better than himself, so he insisted on going to the scene with Jiang Ping.

Nothing happened when the Lingtai was placed in the haunted house.When he returned to the client's current residence in the afternoon to prepare the altar, Wen Hongshan was almost sure that the female ghost was here.

The stomach began to harden intermittently, as if an iron ball had fallen into it. The man's hips were so tight that he couldn't accept the foreign object stuck in it for a while, and the bones stabbed one after another.Wen Hongshan didn't intend to disturb Jiang Ping, but just took a few steps back in silence, so that he could lean against the wall and stand up.

Jiang Ping is wearing a wide-sleeved robe today, even if he is a small magic stick, he is quite qualified.After distributing the tokens and offerings at the Lingtai, Jiang Ping softly recited in an unintelligible language, and the room was filled with a cloudy wind, like a whirlpool centered on the Lingtai.

Requieming the soul is a very difficult process. It is not easy to memorize a long congratulatory speech. The soul cannot make mistakes, and during the long recitation, not a single word can be wrong.

At the same time, it must be accompanied by movements. Jiang Ping's movements are not fast, but every movement is serious. At the third hour of jumping, there is almost a puddle of water on the ground, all of which are sweat dripping from Jiang Ping's body.The female ghost's resentment was very deep, and she was reluctant to leave for a long time.

Wen Hongshan couldn't stand anymore, he sat curled up in a corner against the wall, writhing in his belly, frightened and restless.

The two legs couldn't close together, but Wen Hongshan didn't show any signs of cooperating with ghosts, those little bastards only hated people, Wen Hongshan wanted to drag through tonight's dark time, so the pain was unbearable I will straighten my waist