The two of you come and go, I'm caught in the middle, and I see that they don't trust anyone, then why do they want to speak out again? I hesitated again and again, and finally decided to shut up and watch the changes.

"My affairs are very complicated. I have been dead for two hundred years. I can't say anything in three words. Let's talk about you first. If you don't want to say it, then our conversation will end!" Rong Qi finally threw out such a sentence.

Obviously, Rong Qi has been dead for two hundred years, and there are many things in a hurry.

Ye Qun's grievances and grudges against raising ghosts are more apparent.

"The hatred of killing a teacher, it's not common."

Ye Qun said coldly, but when he said this, he paused his smoking action, his eyes hidden in the night, and he could not see clearly.

When the night wind blew, his shirt appeared very thin, but his slender posture stood straight, which made him look a bit trance and blurry. I had thought about it. The cadaver who stopped the car in the middle of the night also had this. Vice expression.

Compared to Ye Qun's handsome and handsome.

Rong Qi's robe was braided, and he looked graceful and graceful.

Only I was wearing a big coat, sandwiched between them, it looked like a short and poor.

"Eight years ago, my master and his daughter, my girlfriend at the time, were both brutally murdered by ghost-keepers. I vowed at that time that this hatred must be reported, but it’s a pity that the ghost-keeper has nowhere to go, I went to nowhere, I kept tracing, and there was no result..."

Ye Qun, the first to compromise, began to talk about his past.

Just eight years ago, I looked at the age of Ye Qun and estimated that Ye Qun eight years ago was probably a 17- or 18-year-old boy.

Then thinking about the day when we met, we couldn't help but ask: "You haven't been able to trace the whereabouts of the ghost-keeper for many years. That day, when you discovered that I had ghost spirits, you suspected that I was a ghost-keeper, so would you like to kill me?"

Ye Qun lit another cigarette, his movements were smooth and chic. He glanced at me and said, "I really wanted to kill you at the time, but I didn't want to kill you later."

"Why?" I asked.

Ye Qun took out his phone from his pocket, clicked on the photo album, and showed me a photo. The photo was of an old photo. The photo looked like a girl with green hair and fluttering hair. She smiled very beautifully.

At first glance, it may be nothing, but if I take a closer look, I suddenly find that this girl... is actually five points similar to me.

"You are very similar to my girlfriend, but I suspected you were a ghost keeper..."

Ye Qun's eyes flashed a bit tangled and complicated.

"No dog blood!" I smirked.

Rong Qi naturally saw the photos too. He looked at me and Ye Qun, his expression suddenly became strange.

"But I’m not going to kill you, and you’re just because of your looks, and because you are a clue, I thought you were a ghost raiser, and I thought you must have a teacher, maybe you can find me, and you can find what I want to find People."

Ye Qun said lightly.

I froze for a moment, "You really approached me purposely."

Ye Qun took the cigarette in his hand and smiled self-deprecatingly: "I was going to lure you."

"..."

My expression suddenly stiffened, but my heart was wailing. Brother, don’t be so direct. No wonder you always feel weird before. I was trying to lure me for a long time. Okay, I admit, like me, a silk girl, Ye Qun's seduction is not a bad thing.

After all, love is the easiest way for women to lose themselves.

My heart is full of yy, thinking wildly, when the wandering is too empty.

Probably Rong Qi saw Xiao Jiujiu in my expression. He felt a pain in his waist and was pinched by him fiercely. I didn't cry out in order not to lose weight.