Accompanied by the sound of crying, a figure appeared in front of Shi Jingge. He was so panicked and frightened that he tripped over without even looking at the road.

"boom-!"

With a loud noise, the man fell heavily to the ground.

Shi Jingge subconsciously stepped forward to help him up, but before he could move, the man got up from the ground with hands and feet, and ran forward stumbling.

"—There's a ghost! There's a ghost!"

"boom-!"

This time, he bumped into Shi Jingge.

Shi Jingge immediately noticed that he was shaking.

"Don't be afraid," Shi Jingge reached out to him in time, "I'm here, I'm dedicated to catching ghosts."

The man raised his head tremblingly. Although he was embarrassed, he had an extremely delicate face.

The moment he saw the boy's face clearly, Shi Jingge's heart trembled slightly.

An indescribable joy wrapped around him in an instant.

But before he could react, a burst of strange laughter came.

The boy let out a cry, buried his head in his lap for a moment, curled up into a ball, covered his ears with his hands, and shook like a sieve, showing how frightened he was.

A cloud of gray mist floated over, Shi Jingge's eyes sharpened, he raised his hand and threw two talisman papers, Shi Jingge caught the thing off guard, let out a painful howl, and then suddenly disappeared Disappeared.

Shi Jingge threw another tracking talisman out, but the talisman didn't float up, it just returned to Shi Jing Singer.

This means that ghost energy cannot be traced.

Logically speaking, if the ghost was hit by his talisman, the ghost's body would be marked by his aura, and the tracking talisman could be traced.

However, the tracer did not play its due role, why?

Before Shi Jingge had time to think about it, he saw the boy suddenly let go of his body, fell straight backwards, and passed out directly!

Shi Jingge hurried forward, helped him, looked at his pale and delicate face, and let out a breath slowly.

Forget it, do a good deed every day.

Who made this boy look so good-looking?

Shi Jingge felt a little complicated.

...Could it be that he still can't control his appearance?

Shi Jingge picked up the boy, but his posture was a bit awkward. After several adjustments, he couldn't find a good posture, so Shi Jingge simply hugged the boy.

Only after hugging him did he realize that the boy was surprisingly light.

Holding the boy in his arms, Shi Jingge involuntarily paid him more attention.

He was really thin, so thin that the bones in his wrist were clearly visible, as if his hand could be broken with a single force.

His face was pale, his lips were bloodless, and there were tear stains and some ashes.

Even though it's a little messy, it's still surprisingly good-looking.

But Shi Jingge quickly averted his gaze, perhaps feeling a little embarrassed, Shi Jingge's pace quickened.

At this time, the boy in Shi Jingge's arms felt that he was about to explode.

Is this what it feels like to be held in Baobao's arms?

The road ahead is a bit uneven, it's that kind of dirt road, and when Shi Jingge walks with someone in his arms for the first time, it's jerky, which will naturally make the boy in his arms feel bumpy, but for the boy, this is definitely a good opportunity .

Taking advantage of these paths, the young man slowly adjusted the direction of his head. He was extremely patient, and everything was done on the premise of not showing his feet, so after a while, he finally turned his head in the direction of Shi Jingge.

He slowly, slowly took a breath, letting the breath of Shi Jingge fill his nostrils, at that moment, an unprecedented sense of satisfaction enveloped him.

...Is this the breath that belongs to the treasure?

He was full of joy, but he was more cautious in his actions, and he didn't even dare to take a big breath, for fear that Shi Jingge would find something unusual.

When he was not in contact with Zhenbao, he was full of expectations and fantasies. After he really got in touch with Zhenbao, he realized that his imagination was so lacking.

——His expectations and fantasies are far less than one ten-thousandth of the contact with Zhenbao.

Shi Jingge brought the boy home, put him on the bed, covered him with a quilt, and thoughtfully wiped his face with a towel.

The service is attentive and thoughtful, making the comatose teenager feel as if he is sitting on a cloud.

The soul seemed to float up.

Seeing that the young man was breathing steadily, Shi Jingge felt that he must have been frightened and needed a good rest. There was nothing serious, so he left space for the young man to rest.

God knows how much the boy wanted to open his eyes to see Shi Jingge when he left, but in the end, he still held back.

be patient - be calm -

Treasure cannot be allowed to discover the anomaly.

In this way, he can stay with Zhenbao for a while longer.

Nobody likes a ghost.

Treasure...is also a human being.

The boy's breath became lighter.

Even Shi Jingge rescued him, so he couldn't leave him alone here, and it would be even more inappropriate to take this young man to the Meng family.

After thinking about it, Shi Jingge called the Meng family, and first asked which master stayed at the Meng family today. After knowing that it was Master He and Master Sun who stayed at the Meng family, Shi Jingge was relieved and told There is an emergency on their side, and he will not be able to go today.

As soon as he finished speaking, an eager and hoarse voice suddenly sounded.

"What's wrong? What happened? What's the emergency?"

It's Meng Yunhai.

Meng Yunhai's voice is changing, and his voice is really easy to distinguish.

Shi Jingge was taken aback for a moment, and bursts of laughter rang out from the other end of the phone.

Then, Meng Yunhai's angry voice came out, "Don't laugh!"

Immediately afterwards, Meng Yunzhen's calm voice said, "Why, you are in charge of the world and whether others laugh or not? If I don't laugh, should I still cry?"

There were mixed voices from the other end of the phone, faintly mixed with Meng Yunzhen's gloating.

"Aren't you ignoring others?"

"Aren't you angry?"

"Didn't someone pretend to be asleep when they came to see you?"

"He won't come, isn't it as you wished? Why are you still angry?"

"Meng Yunzhen—!" Meng Yunhai was so angry that he picked up the pillow and threw it at it, "I'll smash you to death!"

Meng Yunzhen calmly said: "I don't hurt, I don't hurt, I just don't hurt."

Shi Jingge couldn't hold back, and also laughed out loud.

For a moment, the other end of the phone seemed to be quiet.

Then came Meng Yunhai's anxious and bewildered voice, stumbling, obviously not thinking about what to say.

"I...don't believe what Meng Yunzhen said...I didn't...I didn't pretend to be asleep on purpose!"

As soon as these words came out, Meng Yunhai wanted to bite off his tongue. Isn't this admitting that he pretended to be asleep?

Immediately, Meng Yunzhen laughed unceremoniously.

Meng Yunhai was so angry that his head was about to explode. He threw another pillow over and shouted angrily: "Mom! Mom, don't care! Why is Meng Yunzhen so annoying! You have to keep quiet when others are on the phone, do you understand! "

"But," Mrs. Meng gently reminded, "this is Xiaozhen's cell phone."

Meng Yunhai: "..."

As if being reminded, Meng Yunzhen patted his forehead and suddenly realized: "Oh yes, this is my mobile phone. Does someone not have a mobile phone? Why did you **** me?"

Meng Yunhai: "..."

"Mom!" Meng Yunzhen followed suit, "Someone snatched my mobile phone and interrupted my normal passage with Xiaoge, do you care?"

Before Madam Meng could speak, the voices of Meng Yunhai and Shi Jingge rang out at the same time.

—"Don't call me Xiao Ge!"

— "Don't call me Xiao Ge!"

It's so synchronous.

Mrs. Meng couldn't help turning her head and smiling.

Meng Yunhai's face flushed red.

But Meng Yunzhen's scumbag jokes did make all his embarrassment disappear.

Meng Yunhai held the phone tightly, summoned up his courage and said, "I...I just...just don't know how to face you."

"No... No... It's not that I don't know how to face it... It's just... I'm afraid..."

Shi Jingge said calmly, "What are you afraid of?"

Meng Yunhai stopped talking.

In a place where Shi Jingge couldn't see, his face was flushed red, Meng Yunzhen made a gesture to take back the phone, Meng Yunhai pushed him away, almost shouting, "I, I, I...I'm really serious right now. Ordinary...!"

"You, you... are you still willing to be my master?"

Before Shi Jingge could reply, he shouted again: "I, I, I... I will always regard you as my master...!"

Shi Jingge was silent for a long time, and then said a little funny and helpless: "...fool."

"Let's not talk about whether your roots are ordinary or not." Shi Jingge paused, as if he wanted to explain this, but it was too troublesome, so he gave up and asked instead, "Your roots are not ordinary. Does it matter if I accept you as an apprentice or not?"

"I have said since the first time we met, you and I are destined."

After a pause, Shi Jingge lowered his voice, "Master-student fate is also fate."

There was no sound from the phone for a long time.

It took a while for Shi Jingge to hear Meng Yunzhen's light cough.

"That kid just ran away after shouting," Meng Yunzhen scratched his head, "I can't be cowardly."

Time Scene Song: "..."

"How about," Meng Yunzhen suggested tentatively, "I'll tell him for you."

"..." After several seconds of silence, Shi Jingge said slowly, "No need."

"Since he doesn't want an answer, let's hold it for a while longer." Shi Jingge said ruthlessly.

Meng Yunzhen couldn't hide her smile, "Okay, I'll listen to you."

After a pause, Meng Yunzhen asked again, "Did something happen to you?"

Shi Jingge pondered for a few seconds, and said frankly, "Yes."

Meng Yunzhen frowned, "Do you need help?"

"I can handle it for the time being," Shi Jingge hesitated, "Can you call Master He for me?"

"No problem." Even though he still wanted to talk to Shi Jingge, but after all, the business was important, and Meng Yunzhen said it very straightforwardly.

Finally, the phone came into the hands of Master He.

Shi Jingge briefly talked about what he encountered today, focusing on the ghost.

"I've lived here for so long, and I've never encountered a ghost."

"Of course, it's also possible that they are hiding. As long as they don't do evil, I may not be able to find out."

Shi Jingge spoke bluntly, but Master He on the other end involuntarily clenched his phone tightly.

Those family members just told them that the evil spirit broke through the seal, and now there are ghosts. They said it was a coincidence, who would believe it?

"However, I find it very strange, why can't the tracker track that ghost?"

"I'm pretty sure my talisman hit him."

"Even if he hasn't done any evil and has no Yin Qi in his body, if my talisman hits him, it is equivalent to leaving a mark in his body. I can use the tracking talisman to track my aura, but the tracking talisman cannot. use."

Hearing this, Master He frowned even deeper, "Can't use the tracer?"

"Yes," Shi Jingge nodded, "Generally speaking, only if he is powerful enough to cover up his ghostly aura, or has something that can cover up his ghostly aura, can the tracking talisman be unable to track it?"

"Yes," Master He replied, "Generally speaking, this is the case."

"But if that ghost really had such strength, I wouldn't hurt him so easily, and he wouldn't leave so easily instead of hitting me backhand."

"Indeed." Master He agreed with Shi Jingge's thoughts.

The two were puzzled, and finally put this point aside for the time being.

"How is the boy you saved?" Master He asked again.

"I haven't woken up yet," Shi Jingge glanced at the bedroom door, his tone indifferent.

"Pay attention to his identity information," Master He reminded.

Shi Jingge was taken aback for a moment, then quickly realized, nodded and said, "Yes, good."

"You may be a little uneasy..." Master He stretched out his hand and rubbed his temples, thinking about the manpower that can be transferred now, and finally sighed, "I will find two metaphysicians from the special department in a while. You are in charge."

After a pause, Master He solemnly said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

Shi Jingge was taken aback for a moment, then hesitated and said, "...No trouble."

Maybe it was too embarrassing, Shi Jingge said hesitantly: "...It can be regarded as, establish a good relationship with colleagues in advance?"

Master He was stunned for a moment, and quickly realized, "You are quite reasonable."

Shi Jingge smiled, and then bid farewell to Master He.

Master He returned the phone to Meng Yunzhen with a slightly serious expression.

Meng Yunzhen asked hesitantly, "Master He, what's the matter?"

"You can tell us what our Meng family can do."

Master He patted him on the shoulder, opened his mouth to say something, and finally said, "Don't worry."

Meng Yunzhen sighed lowly, perhaps because after his little **** got involved in these things, he realized that this world seemed not as peaceful as they imagined.

Master He turned his head to look for Master Sun, and briefly explained the matter. Master Sun rubbed his temples, "It's really a wave of unrest and a wave of ups and downs."

"Aren't those families?" Master He gritted his teeth, and was still very angry when he said it, "Tell me about these things as soon as possible, and we may not be so passive like this."

Master Sun sighed deeply. In fact, why didn't they know that even if they learned about this at the first time, they might not be able to catch that evil spirit back? But such a big matter has been kept secret for more than a month, and every time I think about it, I really get angry.

"The special departments of each city have already taken action, and the main department plans to send some metaphysics masters over to rearrange some protective magic circles." Master Sun paused, "The metaphysics masters of those companies have not yet acted. ?”

"Don't ask." Master He sneered, "If you ask, he is from a family of metaphysics. He has his own unique magic weapon. He is already taking action, but he just can't tell you."

Master Sun: "..."

On the other side, the evil spirit finally opened its eyes.

Like every ordinary person who was frightened, his eyes were full of panic, and then he fell off the bed and made a lot of noise.

Shi Jingge opened the door and went in to check. As soon as the door was opened, he let out a terrified scream.

When he fell to the ground, he didn't even intend to get up, but kept backing away. Shi Jingge tried his best to comfort him, but it was completely useless, so he could only back out.

Afterwards, he tried to run out through the window, but just as he started to move, he shook the cup on the table in front of the window to the ground, and the crisp sound attracted Shi Jingge again.

The moment Shi Jingge came in, he put his head in his hands and curled up into a ball, terrified.

This time, Shi Jingge walked over and firmly pressed his shoulder.

He immediately screamed and flailed his limbs, as if trying to break free from Shi Jingge.

But in fact, he didn't have any strength at all, and the writhing limbs hit Shi Jingge's body, which was no different from stroking.

Because of fear, his eyes were tightly closed together, no one could see his eyes, only tears were blinking down his eyelashes.

Only he himself knows how excited and joyful he is. He can touch his treasure by raising his hand, his head rests on Jewel's waist, and his treasure holds his wrist. Rubbing with Shi Jingge's palm, the touch almost made him cry.

It turns out that all this is real.

Not a dream, not a hallucination, not a day-to-day fantasy.

It's real, real touch.

In the end, Shi Jingge directly pressed the young man under him, and said word by word: "Do ghosts have entities?"

"Look, I'm human."

The boy trembled.

After a while, he held his breath, stretched out his hand tremblingly, and touched Shi Jingge's head.

Since he didn't open his eyes, he probably didn't know where he touched it, so Shi Jingge endured it.

The young man's fingertips were slightly cold, and he gently kneaded Shi Jingge's face, with such a cautious effort, as if he would faint from fright in the next second.

Shi Jingge asked angrily: "Is there a temperature? Is there an entity?"

"Do you dare to open it and look at me?"

The boy's breathing suddenly became rapid. He mustered up his courage, and finally opened his eyes and took a look at Shi Jingge.

Then the next second, he closed his eyes.

Shi Jingge simply suspected that he didn't see himself at all, but just saw the air.

Shi Jingge sighed, feeling that he was going to be tossed so badly by this young man.

The boy felt the helplessness in Shi Jingge's sigh, and his heart tightened. Will his treasure get tired of him? Is he too much? Quickly remedy it!

The boy took a deep breath, and then opened his eyes cautiously, shaking even more violently.

It was only then that Shi Jingge discovered that the boy had a pair of particularly deep and dark eyes.

At this moment, those eyes were full of himself.

Shi Jingge was slightly taken aback.

In the next second, the boy's hand slowly fell to Shi Jingge's, and immediately after, he hugged Shi Jingge's hand tightly, as if hugging the last straw.

"Hot...hot..."

The boy was talking in his sleep, and his grip tightened even more.

Shi Jingge originally wanted to stretch out his hand, but seeing the boy's reaction, he couldn't bear it anymore.

The boy's reaction was a bit slow, he squeezed Shi Jingge's hand again and again, then blinked, and asked blankly, "...I, am I saved?"

Shi Jingge looked at him with raised eyebrows, as if he had finally come to his senses, he quickly withdrew his hand, "Yes...I'm sorry..."

"Thank you... thank you..."

His face turned red, adding a touch of glamour to the already delicate face.

"It's nothing," Shi Jingge shook his hands, and said calmly, "Why are you there?"

Confusion appeared on the young man's face, "I also...don't know..."

"What's your name?" Shi Jingge asked again.

The bewilderment in the young man's eyes was even worse, "It seems to be called...sheng."

"What's your last name?" Shi Jingge asked.

The boy shook his head.

This is a bit suspicious.

Shi Jingge lowered his eyelids, seemingly vigilant.

Afterwards, no matter what Shi Jingge asked, the boy couldn't answer, but because of Shi Jingge's vigilance, he panicked and backed away at a loss. There was a broken glass and water behind him, and he accidentally slipped and fell.

His fingers were scratched by those shards and dripped with blood.

He put the cut finger into his mouth and whispered, "It hurts..."

Shi Jingge had no choice but to take the medicine box to treat his wound.

Disinfect with iodine first, and then tie gauze.

The boy named "Sheng" flinched a little, and said: "Can you... be lighter?"

Shi Jingge squinted at him, "No."

The boy shrank his neck and responded in a low voice: "Oh."

Although Shi Jingge spoke fiercely, in fact he didn't use much effort and was very careful, which made the boy couldn't help but secretly look at him.

When Shi Jingge finds out, he immediately withdraws his gaze and hangs his head, as if he can pretend nothing happened.

Shi Jingge snorted softly, and didn't argue with him.

This made him laugh involuntarily, very satisfied.

—His treasure is such a gentle person.

The young man asked cautiously, "Then... what's your name?"

Shi Jingge gave him good medicine, "Shi Jingge."

"Time scene song, time scene song," the young man repeated these three words, "Little song."

Shi Jingge said coldly, "Don't call me Xiaoge."

But the young man suddenly became excited and said loudly: "Xiaoge... Xiaoge, I remembered it!"

Infected by his excitement, Shi Jingge didn't bother with the word "Xiaoge", and asked, "What?"

"My name is Wen Xusheng—Wen Xusheng—!" Wen Xusheng looked at him with sparkling eyes, and shouted excitedly, "I remembered my name!"

"My surname is Wen! If you have heard it, Wen! It means the rising sun!"

"But then it was changed to the life of life."

"It is said that when my father gave me my hukou, he misread the characters and became the birth of my life."

That tone, that movement, was extremely excited, as if remembering something important.

It is not difficult for evil spirits to make up a reasonable story and make this story "true".

Shi Jingge didn't say anything, just glanced at him with a half-smile, then his eyes naturally moved down to Wen Xusheng's hand holding his arm.

Wen Xusheng also followed his gaze, then quickly withdrew his hand and looked at Shi Jingge with a red face.

At the same time, Wen Xusheng's stomach rang.

For a moment, his blushing became even more intense.

Wen Xusheng lowered his head.

"Hungry?" Shi Jingge raised an eyebrow and asked.

Wen Xusheng hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"If you don't go to the kitchen to cook by yourself, do you still expect me to cook for you?" Shi Jingge narrowed his eyes and asked back.

After a pause, Shi Jingge asked rather casually: "Can you cook?"

As if he didn't hear Shi Jingge's intention of probing, Wen Xusheng hesitated and said, "...it should be possible."

Shi Jingge pointed to the door, "Go out and turn right, you can see the kitchen."

Wen Xusheng nodded obediently, and as soon as he walked out the bedroom door, he saw a bouquet of roses on the square table in the center of the living room.

Wen Xusheng was all too familiar with that bouquet of roses.

He once possessed this bouquet of roses, dedicating it to his treasure.

He didn't see the bouquet of roses in the bedroom and thought...

...It turns out that Shi Jingge still has this bouquet of roses.

"What are you looking at?" At this moment, a faint voice came from behind.

Wen Xusheng pointed to the bouquet of roses, and whispered, "It's so beautiful."

Shi Jingge glanced at him, and suddenly said, "Let's have porridge today."

"Okay." Wen Xusheng nodded.

But soon, Wen Xusheng poked his head out from the kitchen, "Well, Mi seems to be...recruiting insects..."

When Shi Jingge went into the kitchen, he saw that the rice was really infested with insects.

"Order takeaway." After a long silence, Shi Jingge compromised.

Wen Xusheng nodded obediently, sat next to Shi Jingge, then stretched out his fingers, and carefully grabbed the corner of Shi Jingge's clothes.

Shi Jingge turned to look at him, Wen Xusheng was a little embarrassed, and in the end, Shi Jingge didn't speak.

Only then did Wen Xusheng heave a sigh of relief, and boldly scratched up. Seeing that Shi Jingge didn't respond, he showed a relaxed smile.

The corner of Shi Jingge's mouth twitched.

He felt that he had retrieved a clingy little beast.

Thanks to her good looks, she is not annoying.

Shi Jingge sighed slightly, and looked at Wen Xusheng again.

...really beautiful.

Soon, the doorbell rang.

Shi Jingge thought it was a takeaway, but when he opened the door, he found that it was two young people.

"Mr. Shi," the taller young man spoke first, "Hello, my name is Ning Wenyue."

Another young man also said: "Hello, my name is Dong Haiyuan."

"We were sent by Mr. He."

The two said in unison.

Shi Jingge nodded, "I'm Shi Jingge."

A few people shook hands, and they knew each other. The eyes of Ning Wenyue and Dong Haiyuan involuntarily fell on the "little tail" behind Shi Jingge.

In all fairness, that young man is really good-looking, the kind of good-looking that makes people's eyes shine.

However, the vigilance of Ning Wenyue and Dong Haiyuan rose sharply.

The better it looks, the easier it is to go wrong!

Shi Jingge pulled Wen Xusheng out from behind him, "Wen Xusheng."

Wen Xusheng lowered his head and did not speak, only a few fingers mingled together, a surge of anger quietly arose from the bottom of his heart.

How long had he been alone with Xiaoge before someone came to disrupt the situation?

It's really... so annoying.

Ning Wenyue and Dong Haiyuan watched Wen Xusheng, and soon, they saw the gauze on Wen Xusheng's fingers.

"This is...?" Ning Wenyue asked in a low voice.

"Just now he knocked over the water glass, and the glass was broken. He fell on the shards and cut his hand." After a pause, Shi Jingge emphasized, "Bleeding."

Ning Wenyue and Dong Haiyuan looked at each other, and both heaved a sigh of relief.

Bleeding is good, bleeding can at least prove that this is a person.

"Pressed on the glass? It must be very painful, right?" Dong Haiyuan sympathized, "I was scratched by the glass last time, and the pain is not weaker than a knife!"

"Eat more blood-enriching and qi-enriching things, and replenish them," Ning Wenyue also said, "Sleep well at night and nourish your energy, so you won't feel uncomfortable."

Wen Xusheng didn't speak, but hid behind Shi Jingge, as if only by grabbing the corner of Shi Jingge's clothes could he feel at ease.

Shi Jingge let the two of them in, and changed the topic casually. Soon, the takeaway really came.

Shi Jingge only ordered dinner for two, but Dong Haiyuan and Ning Wenyue were very winking, saying that they had eaten it, especially Dong Haiyuan, who described the big meal at night in a vivid way, easily conveying the atmosphere. Come alive.

Shi Jingge was not hungry, so he peeled an egg, looked at Wen Xusheng's wrist next to him, which seemed to be broken, and finally stuffed the egg to Wen Xusheng.

Wen Xu was stunned for a moment, staring blankly at the eggs in the bowl.

"Listen to Brother Ning," Shi Jingge coughed lightly, covering his eyes with his hands, "Buff up."

Wen Xusheng was stunned for a moment, then smiled, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, which was very good-looking.

He suddenly felt that these two people were not so disgusted by ghosts anymore.

But Wen Xusheng didn't eat the egg, but gave the egg to Shi Jingge.

"Xiaoge, I want it too, Bubu," Wen Xusheng said slowly, "Xiaoge, I'm too tired."

Shi Jingge looked at the eggs in the bowl, put on a disgusted look, and put the eggs back into Wen Xusheng's bowl, "I don't need it."

"Then..." Wen Xusheng split the egg in half with a spoon, "Half for each person, okay?"

Shijinge defaulted.

Wen Xusheng laughed, and while distributing the eggs to Shi Jingge, he approached Shi Jingge and took a deep breath.

It's full of the taste of Xiaoge.

At that moment, Wen Xusheng felt that every cell in his body trembled.

Ning Wenyue and Dong Haiyuan next to each other looked at each other silently, and they both saw bewilderment in each other's eyes.

...just an egg, as for?

...Is there still a metaphysician who can't afford to be ashamed?

However, this is also not good.

After all, the house Shi Jingge lived in was really dilapidated.

But it is also understandable, Mr. Shi is the kind of person who only focuses on cultivation, and doesn't care about these extraneous things.

Yes, yes, I heard that he contributed the most to the Meng family. He was invited by the Meng family. He didn't ask for a penny, and he paid a lot of money.

Even if you say no to the spirit weapon, you don't want it. What a boldness!

Always want to do something for Mr. Shi.

Or... order a takeaway? In the name of supper? It can't be too eye-catching, if it hurts Mr. Shi's heart, then the crime will be serious.

Then wait until it's time for supper.

Ning Wenyue and Dong Haiyuan made eye contact, and finally decided on the midnight snack.

Isn't it just eggs?

Eat as much as you want!

They please!

Wen Xusheng and Shi Jingge still didn't know what they were thinking, and Wen Xusheng was eating his eggs cherishingly.

Although for evil spirits, eating is almost equal to a burden.

but…

...As long as it is given by Xiaoge, it is definitely not a burden!

is sweet.

Otherwise, how could he feel so comfortable?

It turns out that evil spirits can also feel sweetness.

Wen Xusheng lowered his eyelids, contented.

After dinner, Shi Jingge wanted to go out with Ning Wenyue and Dong Haiyuan to have a look.

Wen Xusheng also wanted to go, and grabbed Shi Jingge's clothes, unwilling to let go.

"Are you sure?" Shi Jingge raised his eyebrows, "And then fainted from fright?"

Wen Xusheng pursed his lips, and said in a low voice, "No...don't faint..."

"Can you speak with more confidence?" Shi Jingge asked slowly, drawing out the end of his voice.

Wen Xusheng hesitated for a moment, then shook his head obediently.

Shi Jingge didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and knocked him on the head, "Then wait at home."

Wen Xusheng whispered, "I...I'm afraid..."

"Don't worry," Shi Jingge said lightly, "It's safe here."

Wen Xusheng hesitated to speak.

"Don't believe me?" Shi Jingge raised his eyebrows.

"I believe you," Wen Xusheng said hastily, "I believe you the most."

"Then wait here." Shi Jingge said incredulously.

After hesitating for a moment, Wen Xusheng nodded.

But when Shi Jingge and the others left, they watched eagerly from the door.

After finally confirming that Shi Jingge and the others would not bring him with them, his whole body became gloomy.

"Early, come back early." He stammered and asked.

Shi Jingge nodded, walked a few steps, and turned back to look at Wen Xusheng.

Wen Xusheng stood at the door, looking at his toes, the breeze blew his hair, making him look so listless.

Like a little abandoned beast.

Shi Jingge's heart trembled slightly, and before he could react, he suddenly opened his mouth.

"Hey-"

Wen Xusheng looked up at Shi Jingge, his eyes were surprisingly bright.

Shi Jingge suddenly felt a little hoarse.

"I'll bring you candy when I come back." After a pause, Shi Jingge asked again, "Candy?"

Wen Xusheng nodded heavily and smiled.

Only then did Shi Jingge feel relieved to leave.

Watching Shi Jingge's back, Wen Xusheng's deep and dark eyes quietly produced two small whirlpools.

Infatuation and madness are intertwined, and finally calm down slowly.

can't...can't be like that...

Xiaoge... Xiaoge will be angry...

Don't do things that make Xiaoge angry.

Evil ghost, can't make Zhenbao angry.

Will...will be abandoned.

Wen Xusheng's breathing suddenly became heavy, and it took a while before he calmed down.

He slowly returned to the living room, sat down at the table, and looked at the rose quietly, with a somewhat satisfied expression on his face.

I don't know how long it took before he slowly raised his head, and an invisible field gradually formed around him, as if time had paused.

A ghost slowly appeared in front of Wen Xusheng, followed by a second, third, and fourth ghost. They gathered together, trembling.

"Hidden."

Those ghosts nodded quickly, wishing to dig three feet into the ground to hide themselves with practical actions.

"If there are evil spirits such as resentful ghosts, ghost ghosts, hungry ghosts, etc., please inform me, and I will solve them."

Those ghosts continued to nod. Ghosts are divided into good and bad, and there are good and evil. The evil ghosts are dealt with, and the good ghosts who don't do evil are also happy.

They have never done evil, lonely ghosts, let alone humans, even cats and dogs are hiding away.

"Also," Wen Xusheng said slowly, "protect him."

"This is always above all other orders."

"understand?"

No need for Wen Xusheng to say, this ghost also knows who this "he" is.

That person has this adult's blood on him!

Which ghost dares to provoke without long-sightedness?

Moreover, that person himself is a metaphysician with powerful spiritual power, so where does he need their protection?

But the adult opened his mouth, do they still have the courage to refute?

Of course not!

The ghosts waited and waited, waiting for the adult's lecture.

The grown-up did not speak.

Silence spread.

There was a more courageous ghost who mustered up the courage to take a look at Wen Xusheng, then quickly lowered his head.

...No matter how many times I watch it, this lord is surprisingly terrifying.

But this action of his made Wen Xusheng react. He frowned and let these ghosts leave.

All the ghosts breathed a sigh of relief, especially the ghost who had just peeked at Wen Xusheng.

That ghost remembered those ghosts who were more powerful than him in the past. He would get beaten up if he just glanced at it in a normal way, let alone looked at it secretly.

In such a comparison, although this adult is scary, his temper is not bad.

...haven't gotten angry yet.

...didn't hit him either.

Shi Jingge and others looked around outside, but found nothing, so Shi Jingge went to a nearby small supermarket to buy some snacks, and Ning Wenyue and Dong Haiyuan rushed to pay for it.

When the three of them came back with snacks, Wen Xusheng was waiting at the door. Seeing them, he immediately moved to Shi Jingge's side, grabbed the corner of Shi Jingge's clothes, and then naturally put Shi Jingge's body on his back.