Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

Early in the morning, Bai Wei delivered a hearty breakfast to the bedroom upstairs. She didn't want Mu Zi to work hard upstairs. Murong Cheng also dipped his wife's light by the way and enjoyed the treatment of having breakfast in bed.

Murong Cheng was very moisturized and very comfortable, eating food in his mouth, touching his wife in his hand, and having a real mother by his side.

However, this comfort did not last long.

The servant knocked gently on the door: "Sir, Mr. Huang and Mr. Du Hao are here."

...

Huang Laogui walked around in the study anxiously.

After walking a few laps, he turned his head and asked Du Hao: "Little Du, according to you...what shall we say in a while?"

Du Hao said: "Senior, it's best to tell the truth."

"To tell the truth? There is nothing we can do about it?" Huang Laogui stared at him with a stare, his face seemed to say: Do you think I am a fool?

Du Hao opened his mouth to say something, and closed his mouth when he heard the approaching footsteps.

Dressed in his home clothes, Murong Cheng walked into the study at a leisurely pace. Without looking at the two people in the study, he went straight to the desk and sat down.

The bushy short hair was messy and looked a little dull, and his face was particularly gloomy, like an awakened lion, lazy and full of irritability and danger.

Huang Laogui panicked and jumped suddenly.

Originally he didn't dare to say it, but seeing Murong Cheng's expression, he became more afraid.

"What are you looking for?" Murong Cheng asked impatiently, "Is the ghost caught it?"

"Ah... this, this." Huang Laogui glanced at Du Hao, "We came... just to talk about this, Du Hao, come and talk!"

Du Hao looked at Huang Old Ghost: "..."

"What do you think of me! Say it quickly." Huang Laogui winked and urged, "Isn't you waiting for Master Rong?"

Murong Cheng looked at them, frowning, and his face grew gloomy and dark.

"That's it." Du Hao was still amiable, not rushing, "The soul-binding bell outside the courtyard rang yesterday, presumably the ghost tried to approach, but was frightened away by the soul bell, but it's a pity that the method in my hand Most of the weapons are used to attract and conquer the soul. There is no effective way for this kind of ghosts that cultivate the climate, so..."

Having said that, Du Hao glanced at the old ghost Huang next to him, and then said: "I discussed with Mr. Huang, and I feel that we need to tie the bell to untie the bell. If you want to cut the grass and remove the roots, I am afraid you need to go back to the ghost village and find The way to completely eliminate hidden dangers."

Huang Laogui thought silently in his heart: Um... that's a good point.

At this moment, Murong Cheng coldly smiled: "It means you can't clean it up, can you?"

Du Hao was silent.

Huang Laogui did not say anything.

The study was so quiet that needles could be heard.

For a long time, Murong Cheng grinded his posterior teeth and asked them: "I went back to the ghost village, what if I can't find a way?"

Huang Laogui feared that Murong Cheng would move to annoy the villagers, and hurriedly said: "This ghost is no longer an ordinary kid! It can take away the body of a person, cannibalize the soul of a person, and hide in the flesh of ordinary people. It is impossible to guard against! It naturally has countless ways, but it is not easy to completely remove it! Otherwise, why isn't the ghost exorcist called the ghost killer? Why isn't the ghost hunter called the ghost killer?

Because it's so difficult! ...From the point of view of physics, the ghost is a special magnetic energy field, which is invisible and intangible. From the perspective of multidimensional space science, the ghost is an infiltration effect of different space..."

"Shut up!" Murong Cheng shouted angrily.

The sound was not loud, but Huang Laogui's heart trembled, and he immediately silenced.

Murong Cheng’s eyes were covered with haze, as if a storm was accumulating, and he said in a low voice, “You two, go to the ghost village immediately. If you can’t find a way, you should know my method.”

Old Huang's face turned pale, "Master Rong..."

"Didn't you say that I am not good enough?" Murong Cheng smiled coldly, "I burned this evil devil's crooked village on fire for the benefit of the people. Are you OK?"