When the magic stick summons cute pets

In line with the principle of saving what can be saved, Ye Changsheng quickly ruled out all the high-consumption places that can ensure the privacy of the conversation space in his mind, Ye Changsheng thought about it for three seconds, and decisively chose to take Cheng Shimiao directly to his small shabby house .

Opened the door with a key, casually changed into a pair of slippers, let Cheng Shimiao sit on the sofa, then stomped into the kitchen and dug out a bag of granulated sugar that I didn’t know when I bought it. Put it into a giant thermos cup, boil a pot of hot water, pour it in and wash it well, carry the water to the living room and pass it to Cheng Shimiao: "Drink the water first."

Cheng Shimiao's eyeballs moved slightly, and she took a few glances at the thermos cup Ye Changsheng handed over, and then a trace of subconscious defense appeared on her face: "What is this?"

"Sugar water." Ye Changsheng replied, and poured himself a small cup from the giant thermos cup to drink, then looked at He Jiuzhong beside him, and handed over the remaining half cup, smiling, " Do you want it?"

He Jiuzhong glanced at him lightly, and after a while, reached out to take the cup and took a sip.

It's just that the sugar water had just touched his lips and hadn't moistened his throat. Seeing the frowning head, he said "too sweet" in disgust, and immediately returned the cup.

He watched Ye Changsheng take back the glass, happily drank the remaining half glass of water, and narrowed his eyes slightly.Turning his head, he looked at Cheng Shimiao who was sitting on the sofa as a warning, and then he didn't make another sound, turned around and went back to the room on his own, leaving the living room to Ye Changsheng and Cheng Shimiao two people.

Cheng Shimiao shivered because of He Jiuzhong's stare.

To be honest, she had never seen a man as good-looking as He Jiuzhong in her whole life.Not to mention in real life, even those popular male stars in TV and movies are by no means as handsome as him, who can barely see any flaws.

——But it was so dangerous that people felt that it was wrapped in a terrifying aura, even if it was so beautiful that flowers bloomed on its face, she didn't dare to look at it any longer.

As she thought about it, she looked at Ye Changsheng's delicate and youthful face, and for some reason, she felt a little warmer.

He took a few sips of sugar water from the huge thermos cup, and was about to put it down, when the other end suddenly said: "Don't stop, keep drinking." He looked at her sideways with one hand on his cheek, smiling, "Wait for you to drink When it’s over, I’ll talk to you about the next thing.”

Cheng Shimiao felt that Ye Changsheng was a little strange, but her intuition told her that this young man didn't have any malice towards her.

She patiently drank up a large bottle of sugar water, and went to the toilet several times. Although her stomach was a little uncomfortable with the water, it was strange that after such a toss, her previously extremely excited but inexplicably tired spirit seemed to be somewhat relieved down.

"Are you feeling better?" Seeing Cheng Shimiao's eyes gradually regain some clarity, Ye Changsheng gestured his head, raised his eyebrows at her and asked, "Can we continue talking?"

Cheng Shimiao was taken aback, looked around in a daze, and looked at Ye Changsheng with a vigilant expression: "You..."

"It seems that the medicinal properties have almost been metabolized?" Ye Changsheng murmured, and sat cross-legged on his side to look at her, his eyes curled up, showing a mouthful of small white teeth, and he looked very innocent and harmless: "Do you still remember?" How much? Do you remember how you made the deal with me? Do you need me to repeat what happened in the afternoon?"

Cheng Shimiao pursed her lips, shook her head for a while and said: "I remember." But it was precisely because of remembering that the manic appearance of herself as if possessed by a ghost seemed even more unbelievable. She frowned slightly and slowly Authentic, "I asked you to help me catch ghosts."

Ye Changsheng nodded in satisfaction: "And I've already received your deposit, so I'm sure I'll accept the order." Looking at her, he said, "Can you tell me what's going on in detail now?"

Listening to Ye Changsheng's question, Cheng Shimiao recalled what had happened before, and a trace of fear suddenly appeared in her eyes. She subconsciously grasped the corner of her windbreaker with both hands, and said with a slightly trembling voice: "Things!" It happened two months ago."

She slowly said: "My surname is Cheng, my pen name is He Miao, and I am a writer for JJ website. Two months ago, my novel with a supernatural theme was confirmed to be published. I was very happy that day, so I made an appointment with a few We went out to dinner with friends to celebrate, but from then on, everything went wrong."

"At first, my things often moved inexplicably. At first, I didn't pay attention to it. I just misplaced things. But there were many such things, so I deliberately put all my things in the place. a specific place - sure enough, my things will still appear in different places by themselves, as if someone has used them after me... and then I will hear the sound of women's high heels walking in the corridor in the middle of the night .”

Her voice trembled slightly, "My house is a single-family villa. The servant lives on the first floor, my stepmother and my dad live on the second floor, and I live alone in a room on the third floor. I once found out that On the second day after this incident, I asked them if they had gone up to the third floor, and they all said no. Even if I secretly installed surveillance in the corridor later, nothing was found.”

"Later, in addition to the sound of a woman wandering outside the door wearing high heels, I began to hear the sound of a baby crying. Every day at [-]:[-] in the morning, the intermittent crying would come... But except for me, the whole villa But no one here said that they had heard such a strange cry—in the past two days, I even saw ghosts appearing in my room."

Cheng Shimiao grabbed her hair, with deep despair and pain flashing in her eyes, "I told the story, but no one believed me. They all suspected that my spirit had a problem because of my creation of supernatural novels."

Ye Changsheng listened to her words, looked at her and said, "Then what do you think is going on?"

Cheng Shimiao raised her head and looked straight at him: "There is a ghost! There really is a ghost haunting me!" She became agitated, "It's not that I'm mentally ill. I finished that novel a long time ago. , I have always been fine, how could I suddenly lose my mind?"

Ye Changsheng was silent for a while, then suddenly said: "What if someone wants to make you think you're insane?"

Cheng Shimiao was taken aback suddenly, as if she didn't understand what Ye Changsheng was saying: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, just talk casually." Ye Changsheng smiled, and pointed to the hour hand that had reached "ten": "It's very late today, and the night is very cloudy, so I'm afraid something will happen if you go back alone. Chaozi, if you don't dislike it, you can sleep in my living room for one night, and tomorrow morning I will take my assistant and you back to your room to have a look, what do you think?"

Cheng Shimiao seemed to think about what happened in the past two days, and her face changed slightly. Hearing that Ye Changsheng was willing to let her stay overnight, she immediately nodded and said: "I am willing! I am willing to stay! Please let me stay !"

Ye Changsheng nodded, and brought another quilt from the house to her: "If you are afraid, you don't need to turn off the light in the living room. I put the new toilet utensils on the washstand for you, and you can use them yourself tomorrow." He bent his eyes and smiled, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."

Cheng Shimiao glanced at Ye Changsheng gratefully, said "thank you" in a low voice, watched the other end enter the room, thought about the past two months again, lay on the sofa tossing and turning for a while, and then slowly Lie down and fell asleep.

He Jiuzhong, who was half lying in the room thinking about something bored, saw Ye Changsheng enter the room, and slightly raised his eyelids to look at him.

Ye Changsheng closed the door, looked at his rare idleness, raised his eyebrows a little strangely, then shook his head and said with emotion: "You are so young that you actually fish in the room, it's really a bad world!" He leaned over and sat down, blinking and asked, "Why don't you practice anymore?"

He Jiuzhong looked up at him with half-closed eyes, for a long while, curled his lips, smiled half-truthfully, and said, "Without you staying by my side, even if I haven't made much progress in cultivation, why bother doing useless work."

When Ye Changsheng heard this, a little pride appeared on his face, and he raised his chin proudly and smiled: "So, my furnace is still very important to you."

He Jiuzhong didn't answer his words anymore, he straightened up and sat up looking at him, "What did you ask outside?"

Ye Changsheng pointed out the door vaguely with his finger, with a delicate expression: "She said she met a ghost."

He Jiuzhong raised his eyebrows and said, "Do you think she is lying to you?"

Ye Changsheng took off his shoes and went to bed, hugged the pillow in his arms and patted it as soft as possible: "She has been frightened away these days, how dare she lie to me with such a thing." Put the pillow upright Leaning behind her, she looked at He Jiuzhong and said, "She really feels like she's run into a ghost."

He Jiuzhong seemed to vaguely understand something: "You mean—someone is pretending to be a ghost?"

Ye Changsheng held his chin with one hand, as if he was thinking about something: "All people who have really bumped into ghosts, no matter what, their faces will be stained with cold and evil. The fire becomes weaker, and when the yin energy permeates into the bones, unless an expert takes action, this person will be considered useless.

Do you still remember Zhao Meng, he stayed with Xie Yue for a few months, and within a few days after Xie Yue's death, his soul separated and died. "

After a pause, he thought for a while before saying, "But the one outside, although his complexion looks pale and his three souls and seven souls are not stable, but he doesn't have the evil spirit of evil spirits on his body."

Having said that, he blinked his eyes, but seemed to think of something: "But——"

He Jiuzhong repeated: "But?"

Ye Changsheng scratched his face, thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "I'm not sure about the rest, I'd better wait until the other end wakes up tomorrow morning, and go to her house with her to find out."

He Jiuzhong knew that Ye Changsheng probably saw something, but he didn't say anything now, so he didn't ask.Looking at the head who was holding the pillow and said "good night" to him with a crooked smile, he lowered his eyes slightly and raised his hand to turn off the lights in the room.

The next day, when Ye Changsheng and He Jiuzhong left the house, Cheng Shimiao had already stood up for a long time in the living room.Ye Changsheng washed up quickly, walked up to Cheng Shimiao and greeted her, and then asked, "Did you rest well last night?"

Cheng Shimiao smiled. Although her face was still haggard, her eyes were clear, and her temperament was much cleaner. Her voice was still a little tired: "This is probably the time since I slept so well. The heaviest ever."

Ye Changsheng smiled, and said to her: "When this matter is understood, it doesn't matter if you lie on the bed and sleep for three days and three nights."

Cheng Shimiao smiled wryly, nodded and said, "I just hope it can be settled sooner."

Waiting in the living room for He Jiuzhong to wash up, Ye Changsheng ordered three breakfasts and ate them together, and then the three of them left the house together.

It's a sunny day outside. Although the weather in November is already a little cold, the warm sun still makes people feel a little hot.

At this point, Cheng Shimiao's house had no one at home except for a cleaning servant, so he dismissed the servant casually and brought the two of them to the third floor.Standing in front of her room, Cheng Shimiao seemed to recall that horrible memory again, she took a deep breath for a while, and then opened the door with the key and brought the two inside.

"It's here." Cheng Shimiao pointed to the room and said.

Ye Changsheng responded and walked in.

This is a typical girls' room.The walls are light blue, and the ceiling is covered with star lights.A huge soft double bed is covered with a beautiful lace curtain, which looks like a princess dream.

Cheng Shimiao watched Ye Changsheng's gaze fall on the lace bed curtain, a little embarrassed on her face, she went over and gently pulled the bed curtain, and said: "My mother made it. Just say I'm her little princess."

"When I was young, the conditions were very difficult. The family squeezed into a small house of [-] square meters and had nothing. Later, my father's business expanded, life improved, and he bought a big house. He said he wanted to compensate me, but my mother didn't He listened to my opinion, and installed everything on his own." He stretched out his hand and stroked the light blue wall, "All the decorations in this room, including the paint on the walls, were done by my mother in those days. Before I died, I made it up bit by bit with my own hands."

Ye Changsheng said: "Do you like this room?"

Cheng Shimiao shook her head, her expression softened: "I love it. Everything in this room is my treasure."

There was a trace of subtlety in Ye Changsheng's eyes, but then he turned his gaze back: "Is this where you met a ghost?"

Cheng Shimiao nodded, and pointed to a place on the head of the bed with a complicated expression: "In the past few days, I have been seeing a group of vague white shadows standing here, staring at me like this every day, every day, every day. , but when I asked others to come and see it, it disappeared again.”

Ye Changsheng squatted down and put his hands on the ground. After a while, the corners of his lips curved slightly, and he muttered, "It really is like this."

Cheng Shimiao said nervously, "Is there really a ghost?"

Ye Changsheng faced her with his back, and said meaningfully: "If you say she is a ghost, it's not impossible."

Cheng Shimiao seemed to have heard something in Ye Changsheng's words, and couldn't help asking: "What do you mean? If it's not a ghost, then what is it?"

Ye Changsheng said with a smile: "It would be too boring for me to say it, let her show up and tell you in person."

As he said that, he couldn't refuse at the other end. He took out a few charms from his pocket, held one end between his fingertips and swung it into the air, and drew a pattern on the paper with his fingers, and then he saw The talisman paper flashed a pale golden light and formed a formation on the ground.

He let out a low "gathering", and immediately after that, he saw a strange cold wind suddenly blowing up in the room with the windows tightly closed. When he looked closely, there was a faint appearance in the formation surrounded by the talisman papers. The almost transparent doll comes!

Cheng Shimiao recognized that this was the "ghost" she had been seeing for the past few days, and couldn't help but take a half step back, watching Ye Changsheng barely hold back the exclamation welling up in his throat, with three Frightened and seven-pointed, he said in relief: "Look, it's not that I'm crazy, it's not that I'm crazy! It's really ghosts!"

Ye Changsheng looked at her and stretched out his index finger to press on his mouth, signaling her to keep silent.His voice was low, mixed with some other things, pointing to the strange ball that gradually became translucent in the formation, and he could vaguely see the facial features: "Look."

Enduring the fear in her heart, Cheng Shimiao slowly shifted her gaze to the ghost that was less than three meters away from her.

It was a slender and petite female ghost, she was wearing a light blue cotton skirt, her shoulder-length hair set off her small oval face.

Different from the sinister and resentful eyes that a ghost should have, under the translucent shadow of the ghost, what Cheng Shimiao saw was a pair of eyes that were so gentle that they were almost warm. She looked at her with the eyes she was familiar with. love.

"Mom...?" Cheng Shimiao walked two steps forward with her feet trembling slightly, she walked around He Jiuzhong and Ye Changsheng tremblingly, and walked directly opposite the ghost, her eyes were tightly locked there Zhang's face was five points similar to hers. Tears rolled down from her eyes suddenly. She wiped the tears away in a hurry, and whispered, "What's going on?"

She looked sideways at Ye Changsheng, with a dazed look on her face: "...Why? Damn... is that my mother? Is she trying to kill me?"

Ye Changsheng looked at the pale white "ghost figure" that didn't have the slightest sinister aura, scratched his head and explained, "I think the truth is probably the opposite."

Cheng Shimiao's face became even more bewildered. She seemed to want to reach out to touch the ghost, but just as she stretched out her hand, her fingertips went straight through her body.

She froze for a moment, and after trying a few more times, she finally realized that she was futile. She covered her eyes with her hands, as if trying to cover up her helplessness, opened and closed her mouth several times, and murmured in a low nasal voice. He muttered, "...what the hell is going on?"

Ye Changsheng looked at the ghost and looked at Cheng Shimiao lovingly, stretched out his hand to touch her hair vaguely, and a little disappointment flashed on his face.She didn't seem to be able to speak, so she could only look at Ye Changsheng who was asking for help.

Ye Changsheng touched the tip of his nose, and felt that as a ghost hunter, he was really not suitable for such a sensational scene.Sighing, she said to Cheng Shimiao, "She's not a ghost."

Cheng Shimiao raised her head, looked at the ghost figure that was exactly the same as in memory, and said hoarsely, "What do you mean?"

Ye Changsheng said: "In this world, not only objects, but also thoughts and love have forms."

With his hand on the wall, he said slowly: "When your mother renovated this house for you, this house served as a carrier to carry her expectations and love for you. After that, you lived in this house. In the house, the love and longing for the mother are constantly reciprocated. After a long time, the house has produced a "spirit". However, in daily life, the "spirit" usually exists in the form of a guardian, and the ordinary People have no way to perceive their existence."

Cheng Shimiao's eyes widened in surprise. She looked at the gentle eyes of the ghost looking at her, and she couldn't help lowering her voice that was about to be raised: "Then why can I see her now?"

Ye Changsheng looked at her and said with a smile: "Maybe she sensed that you were in danger and wanted to appear to remind you." He glanced at the ghost again, "It's just that her spiritual power is really limited, and she can't even appear. You can only vaguely show a little shadow, but it makes you even more scared."

After hearing this, Cheng Shimiao finally realized something vaguely.If she was still at a loss before, now contacting all that Ye Changsheng told her, and recalling her unusual mental mania during this period, she was silent for a long time, gritted her teeth and said: "I have been drugged ?”

Ye Changsheng spread his hands: "Although I didn't go to the hospital for an examination, it should be like this according to inference. Do you have any reasonable doubts in your mind?"

Cheng Shimiao tightly grasped the bed sheet under her hands, and suddenly remembered Wang Jin's special kindness and concern for her recently, as well as the fruit drinks that she personally brought over and over again, a feeling suddenly came to her heart. Unbearable nausea.

"But why?" Cheng Shimiao's voice was extremely low, "She, Wang Jin, was able to marry into our family only because of her face similar to my mother. It has been six years, although I don't like her, but I have never deliberately made things difficult for her. Offended her! Why does she want me to die?!"

Ye Changsheng said: "The human heart is much more complicated than the ghost's heart. If you want to know, you have to ask her yourself."

Taking another look at the ghost looking at Cheng Shimiao worriedly, he sighed and said, "Besides, there is one more urgent matter now. Seeing that you have all kinds of hallucinations and mental mania , I advise you to go to a reliable hospital to have a blood sample checked. If your stepmother fed you drugs instead of hallucinogens, after such a long time, your body is likely to have developed a reaction to the drugs. Addicted."

Cheng Shimiao's expression twisted for a moment, she bit her lip so hard that she almost tasted blood in her mouth.

"Then, let's get down to business." Ye Changsheng tidied up the wrinkles on his clothes, glanced at Shi Miao and the ghost, and said with a smile, "Our deal is to catch ghosts, and now that the 'ghost' has been found, you want to catch them." Or don't catch it?"

"Master Tian, ​​I won't bother you to take action on this 'ghost'—" Cheng Shimiao swallowed the bloody smell in her throat, she stood up slowly, and walked in front of Ye Changsheng, "I will remit the money to you tomorrow On the card. In addition, I will pay you another 30. This time, I don't ask for anything else, I just ask for a little."

Her eyes were red, and she paused every word: "I want everyone who harms me to live a long life, and life is worse than death!"

It was already four o'clock in the afternoon when Wang Jin came back from the beauty salon. He took off his coat and handed it to the servant to hang it up. He glanced around the room, smiled slightly and asked the servant in a soft voice: " Miao Miao is back?"

The servant nodded and said to Wang Jin, "I came back in the morning." After thinking about it, he added, "I brought two young men with me."

A trace of surprise flashed in Wang Jin's eyes, but he quickly covered it up, turned his face to the servant and said, "Miao Miao has always been very withdrawn, and she doesn't like to go out to make friends very much. This time Why did she suddenly come home and bring a man back?" Slightly frowned and said worriedly, "She hasn't been in a good mood recently, could it be... she made some bad friends outside, right?"

The servant was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "I don't know about that. As soon as the two young men entered the room, they followed the young lady upstairs to stay in the room, and left again after a while, without even leaving lunch. Come down and eat."

After hesitating for a while, he still defended Cheng Shimiao, "Those two young people look well-behaved to me, and they look good. They should be decent young masters... I watched Miss grow up. Be very good, and won't make bad friends."

Wang Jin frowned slightly, looked at the servant, smiled on his face, but there was a bit of thorn in his words: "I also know that Miao Miao has always been good, but I'm not afraid of ten thousand, just in case. Aunt Wang, you also know that it's not easy for me to be a stepmother, if Miao Miao fails in school, and my husband doesn't understand the situation when he comes back, don't blame me for not treating Miao Miao as my own daughter, and not taking care of her wholeheartedly!"

"Furthermore, if you know people, you know their face, but you don't know your heart. Aunt Wang, have you only met those two young people? How do you know that they are decent people from a decent family? Miao Miao has never stayed out at night without telling her family. , I see, this matter was instigated by them!"

Rubbing her fingers on the back of the sofa, "That's not okay, Miao Miao can be swayed by them today so that she doesn't go home at night, and tomorrow she can—"

"What can it do?"

Standing on the stairs on the second floor, Cheng Shimiao lowered her eyes slightly and looked into the living room on the first floor. There were bruises under her eyes on her pale face, which made her look haggard due to her already slender figure. As if a gust of wind could blow her away.

Wang Jin's eyes flashed a hint of pleasure, she waved her hand to make the servant retreat, walked up the stairs quickly, frowned slightly and said: "Miao Miao, where did you go last night? Why don't you go home and don't call home to report that you are safe? Your father is not at home, and I will die of anxiety if I don't sleep all night!"

Cheng Shimiao turned her head slightly, her black eyes seemed to be particularly sharp on that pale face, her eyes slowly looked around Wang Jin's face, then fixed on her delicate and complicated hairstyle, and grinned. She smiled: "Aunt Jin, did you have your hair done this morning? It's so pretty, it suits you very well." He leaned over and seemed to sniff her, "The essential oil from 'Phantom City' still smells so good—this Did you have a full body massage?"

Wang Jin's face with a worried expression froze quickly, she took a half step back, her eyes collided with Cheng Shimiao, stared at by those dark eyes, she suddenly had a feeling that she was See through the general sense of embarrassment from the inside out.

She opened her mouth and said with a forced smile: "Mrs. Zhang Fei took me with me this morning... You also know that our business has been taken care of by the Zhang family. How can I refuse when she asks."

Cheng Shimiao nodded, and she turned her gaze back: "The Zhang family? You really can't refuse it." As she spoke, she leaned on the stairs and floated down the stairs like a ghost. Turning her head up, she smiled at Wang Jin who was still standing there, with a hoarse voice: "Aunt Jin, I know you love me, and I don't blame you. I won't talk to Dad Complaint, what are you afraid of?"

As he spoke, he walked unsteadily to the sofa and sat down.

When Wang Jin heard Cheng Shimiao mention Cheng Pan, resentment appeared in his eyes again, he shook his hand vigorously, then quickly put on a smile and went downstairs.Walked to Cheng Shimiao and sat down, smiled and said: "I'm not afraid that you will sue me with old Cheng, even if you don't want to admit it, but in name I'm still your mother anyway, I'm really worried about you ah!"

Before Wang Jin finished speaking, she saw Cheng Shimiao, who had her head down slightly, suddenly raised her head and looked towards her. Her pupils were very big, and when she looked at people now, she felt a little eerie. ghostly.

"Aunt Jin, I only have one mother." Cheng Shimiao's voice was so low that Wang Jin felt a little chill behind his back, "Go and ask my dad, does he recognize you as my mom on the other side of my dad?"

Wang Jin's entire face was distorted for a moment.

Ask Cheng Pan?Why should she humiliate herself!

Even if she never asked directly, she was not stupid. She knew from the very beginning that with such a large family business, how could Cheng Pan find her? The little nurse - not all because of this face that is almost [-]% similar to Miao Cheng who has passed away for many years!

When she first hooked up with Cheng Pan, she was very proud of her good luck. With just a face, she was able to turn over from the bottom with ease, and became a rich wife in the circle of the rich.But it didn't take long for her to know that if she wanted to be the real Mrs. Cheng, this face alone was not enough.

Cheng Pan loved the dead Miao Cheng so much, and as his and Miao Cheng's only daughter, he almost wanted to spoil Cheng Shimiao to the sky.

She and Cheng Pan had done a property notarization before they got married. In order to dispel his worries that she was plotting the Cheng family's property, she could only swallow her anger and agree to all the requests first—anyway, she is still very young, as long as she In the future, she will give birth to a son and a half daughter for the Cheng family. Are you still afraid that she won't have a share of the family property?

But the facts proved that Cheng Pan was really determined to be cruel to her - from the beginning to the end, he never thought about having another child with her.Not long ago, she even found out that he secretly made a will, all real estate and company shares were returned to Cheng Shimiao, and what about her?She, Mrs. Cheng, who had been married to him for six years, would get nothing after his death except the pocket money of tens of thousands of dollars a month!

Wang Jin finally understood how naive he was before!As long as Cheng Shimiao is still around, as long as Cheng Shimiao is still alive, she will never be able to become the real Mrs. Cheng in charge of the Cheng family!

So if this is the case, why doesn't she get rid of this thorn in her side and thorn in her flesh as soon as possible?Once Cheng Shimiao dies, she will have her own son, and sooner or later this huge Cheng family will belong to her and her son!

How wonderful it is.

But now, everything is going according to her plan, she has succeeded 90.00%, and only the last [-]% is left-after all, a rich girl with a drug addiction accidentally suffered a heart attack due to drug addiction. Stop, you really can't blame others, can you?

Thinking of this, Wang Jin slowly relaxed her stiff body. She looked at Cheng Shimiao and smiled slightly: "Hey, you child, is it Aunt Jin who said something wrong, okay? Well, actually, I have nothing else to say. I mean, I just care about you."

Cheng Shimiao poured a glass of water, pushed it in front of Wang Jin, and lowered her eyes slightly: "Well, I know, I'm not emotionally stable these days, thanks to Aunt Jin taking care of me, I also understand who Good for me."

Wang Jin took the water in surprise. This was the first time Cheng Shimiao had shown her kindness to herself when she was still sober in so many years. , took a few sips of water, and said with a smile: "I heard from Aunt Wang that you brought your friends home in the morning?"

Cheng Shimiao smiled vaguely: "It's not considered a friend, we just met."

Wang Jin frowned and said hesitantly, "Then...you last night..."

Cheng Shimiao nodded again: "I slept in their house last night. They said that the night is full of yin, and my yang fire is very weak, and it is easy to bump into ghosts when I go out. They let me stay in their house for one night. I After thinking about it, I agreed with what they said made sense.”

Wang Jin patted the coffee table, Liu Mei raised his eyebrows and said angrily: "Where did the little rascal come from? He even said such nonsense to fool you!" Putting the water glass aside, he hurriedly stood up and walked in front of Cheng Shimiao, "Miao Miao, why are you so stupid, you can believe such words! Last night... did you have any problems, did they take advantage of you?"

Cheng Shimiao raised her eyelids to look at her, and smiled faintly: "No, they are all good people."

A trace of disappointment flashed almost invisible in Wang Jin's eyes, but the expression disappeared in an instant, so fast that one could almost think it was an illusion of his own dazzled eyes: "It's good that you didn't suffer."

Sitting down again, he frowned and said, "What a good man, how can two big men lie to the little girl that there are ghosts outside, so they let the little girl stay at his home? This is clearly ulterior motives! Miaomiao, I always thought you Very good, where did you meet those dubious people? Did you go to the bar?"

Cheng Shimiao raised her lips: "Aunt Jin, what they said is true, there are really ghosts in this world."

Wang Jin felt that Cheng Shimiao's expression was a bit strange: "Miao Miao, what are you talking about? How can there be ghosts in this blue sky and bright day. We are already in the new century, so we don't believe in ghosts and gods."

Cheng Shimiao looked at her deeply, and said softly, "Aunt Jin, what you said is wrong." She smiled very sweetly, "You walk around in front of my door every day, looking for the baby crying tape stuck in the I put it outside, don’t you just want me to feel that there are ghosts in the world?” She suddenly leaned over, her pale face was very close to her, her voice was cold like a snake spitting out poison, “Now I finally believe it, I saw it too, why don't you believe it? Aunt Jin."

Wang Jin thumped in his heart, and subconsciously felt that something was wrong: "Miao Miao...you, what are you talking about?"

In a little panic, she stretched out her hand and pushed away Cheng Shimiao, who was close at hand, and stood up abruptly, but the sudden dizziness made her stagger and fall down again.

She stretched out her hands and pressed her temples firmly, and tried to stand up several times, but she collapsed before she could fully stand up.His eyes glanced at the quilt on the coffee table that he drank a few sips, and his expression was weak and fierce: "Cheng Shimiao, what did you give me...to drink?"

Cheng Shimiao leaned quietly on the sofa. She didn't move, but glanced at Wang Jin, who had no strength to move, with the end of her eyes, and said in a flat voice, "It's just a few sleeping pills. I drank all that, these sleeping pills shouldn’t be anything at all, right? Isn’t it, Aunt Jin?”

She knows!She knows!

When Wang Jin heard Cheng Shimiao say this, she really panicked—how much did she know?Do you know that she is pretending to be a ghost?Knowing that she deliberately fed her drugs in order to kill her?

If she really knew, what did she want to do to her?

——Is she going to kill her too?

But it was too late for all the doubts to be asked out, she only felt a strong sense of dizziness sweeping towards her one after another, and soon, she lost all consciousness in this dizziness.