Chapter 373: The Soul Returns in a Dream
"Hey! Old Xuanji, these formal things are almost fine, if you don't feel at ease, wouldn't it save a lot of effort to hand over to Ji Kuozi on the tip of your heart? Ghost Yuko said lazily lying on a wooden chair.
Xuanji Lingzi glanced back at him, a strange look flashed in his eyes for a moment, and he didn't say anything more, turned around and continued to command.
"Are all the ingredients in the kitchen ready?"
"And... Be small, it's late at night, don't wake up Dye'er. β
β......β
Ghost Yuko's whole state is not good.
Wait a minute! What was the look in Lao Xuanji's eyes just now? Pity? Ha?! I need?!
Oniyuko couldn't sleep after squinting, and couldn't lie down anymore, and a donkey stood up straight.
Forehead... ! Almost twisted my old waist!
Ghost Yuko supported his waist with both hands, and walked forward with somewhat unnatural steps.
"Hey, I said old mystery, did you hear me?!"
Xuanji Lingzi replied casually, "I heard it, and then what?" β
"Harm?! I'm grumpy! Oniyuko straightened her back, "Why don't you speak when you hear that?!" Don't you know how to respect the elderly? β
"Oh-" Xuanji Lingzi waved his hand, signaling the servant to be busy on his own, and then he walked to the stone table above the courtyard by himself, poured a cup of tea slowly, touched his lips and sipped slightly, "Respect the elder?" If that is the case, then I should call you an old ghost, you see? β
Oniyuko: "......."
Old ghost?! Vomit β
Such a clichΓ©, old-fashioned name......
Xuanji Lingzi's eyelashes raised slightly, and he couldn't help but be happy when he saw the ghost ghost's deflated appearance, but he didn't reply to him for a long time.
He's getting bolder.
"As for being polite, old ghost, I remember asking you to help Zhang Luo this time-" Xuanji Lingzi raised his head slightly, looked at the sky, his eyes were half-narrowed, and he seemed to be pondering something, "... How many mecha amulets did I give youβ"
Ghost Yuko subconsciously touched the thing he was hiding in his chest, and looked at Xuanji Lingzi nervously.
"Old mystery! You can't go back on your word! If you give it to me, it's mine!
"But, I remember sending you is conditional, it seems to be-"
Oniyuko's eyes widened and he hurriedly opened his mouth.
"Oops, it's so old, forget it, forget it, what does that brain want it to do?! Let's get to work! Pack it up so you can surprise that baby girl! β
As soon as "girl" was mentioned, Xuanji Lingzi's eyes suddenly turned gentle, the banter on his face was completely gone, and the corners of his mouth were crooked with a happy smile.
Girl, my girl.
Without saying anything more, it became the conductor of the two of them.
Ghost Yuko: "Hurry up, hurry up, everyone can go back to rest early-"
Xuanji Lingzi: "Everyone has worked hard for a few days, and each person will be rewarded with 100 Wen, and tomorrow he will receive it in his own warehouseββ"
Servants: "Yes! Sect Master Xie! β
Oniyuko: "What about me?!" Why didn't anyone thank me? I'll let you go back and rest early! β
Servants: ".... Also... Thank you, Lord Guigu. β
Oniyuko: "That's pretty much it! β
The people who got rid of the ghost and the ghost: "......"
β.......β
Chu Mubai stood on the roof with the golden texture of a black robe, his clothes fluttering in the evening breeze, and his cold face looked even more handsome under the faint moonlight.
His eyes fell on the desolate courtyard, and his eyes flashed with a moment of ignorance.
After stopping for a moment, he turned around and left, landing in the courtyard not far away, pushing open the door with his fingertips, and entering the room with gentle steps, fading away from the black attack, revealing half of the white undershirt, and the beautiful lines loomed.
Chu Mubai was afraid of waking him up, so he gently climbed onto the bed, and as soon as he lay down, Su Muran got into his arms.
It's like a dream, and it's like waking up.
"Well, sleep... Sleep well and don't leave me ......"
Chu Mubai's heart softened, he held her in his hands, hugged her tightly into his arms, and kissed her lightly between his foreheads.
"Well, sleep well, don't leave the lady, never leave!"
Hearing Chu Mubai's words, the person in his arms suddenly calmed down a lot, and his breathing gradually became heavy.
The night in winter is slightly cool, the wind in the evening courtyard is slow, and the two people in the room depend on each other, and everything is quiet.
.......
Falling asleep, Su Muran entered a dream, in which she returned to the real world, but-
She was lying in a huge hospital, everything was plain white, plain white floor, plain white bed, plain white ceiling... There was no one on his side, and the bouquet of lilies on the bedside table had withered.
It seems that the person who came to visit has not been here for a long time, and it may be said that it has been here for a while.
Because she didn't know who came to see her, maybe it was her at the same time, maybe it was her former roommate, and... Maybe it's her drug-loving father?
Su Muran stared at the languishing lily in a daze, frowning slightly.
No... He's not coming, she's not seen him since she's gone to high school in the city, and now she's like this? Worthless to him, how could he come?!
Just as she was denying her idea, a fierce argument came from outside the door.
Even, she could hear the sound of beatings, broken bones.
"Mr. Su! If you do this again, we will call the police! β
"Call the police? Newspaper! You spite the retribution! I'm her real father, so why don't I have a reason to see her? Even if the police come, they will arrest you people who 'imprison' her! β
"Mr. Su, we have explained the situation to you many times, the first few times..."
"Smack!" A loud emerald voice rang out.
"Mr. Su, you!"
"Don't fix what you don't have! I don't listen! I'm going to see her today! She's my daughter, why won't she let me see her! β
β......β
Su Muran's brows furrowed, she glanced at the bloodless "self" lying on the bed, and suddenly sneered, her heart was tearing pain.
"He's coming to see you? It still looks like I'm really looking forward to seeing it. Su Muran muttered, the look in his eyes dim.
Su Muran tentatively touched the person on the bed, and his hand passed through it directly, without any touch.
Sure enough, the soul has come back?
Suddenly, the nerves in Su Muran's brain seemed to have cracked, her eyes widened suddenly, and she was thinking-
Can she go back?
Before she could think about it, the closed door was suddenly kicked open with a force.
Su Muran looked at the intruder indifferently, standing indifferent.
Anyway, she is a trace of soul now, and his punches and kicks can't do anything to her.
She looked at the man who came in, with a fat head and round ears. With a greedy face, he walked straight to her, and he didn't forget to turn over the paper in his handβ
Similar is a contract.
Su Muran glanced at it, and the contract reads "Real Estate Transfer Contract", a mocking smile crossed the corner of her mouth, and then she raised her eyebrows slightly, full of contempt.
Sure enough, he always came for money.
Suddenly, Su Muran seemed to notice something, her eyes were half-narrowed, and she suddenly looked at the person lying on the bed.
It's me on the bed, and it's me nowβ
Does the soul out of the body mean ......