Wan Zhai Yichen paused, straightened up subconsciously, and made the woman next to her lean more comfortably, then continued to watch his movie while staring at the big screen.

Only this time, he suddenly felt that the movie was not so good.

Wan Cheng Yichen waited for five minutes, and the woman who was resting on his shoulder still hadn't woken up.

Is this what this woman is talking about soon?

He turned his head and stared gloomily at the other's head.

Although this woman is very powerful, she has entered the ghost realm at this time, and he can easily break her neck.

This dangerous thought just flashed by, Wan Cheng Yichen withdrew his eyes and thought blankly: When she comes back, he has to remind her not to believe in a ghost in the future, that is, he becomes a ghost After that, she still retains the kindness of people, otherwise her head would have moved.

After waiting for another five minutes, Nan Yuan finally opened her eyes.

"The movie is almost over." Wan Chengyichen reminded with a sullen face.

Nan Yuan first looked at the posture of the two snuggling together, and then slowly raised her head with a smile in her voice, "So good? I thought you would do something to me while I was away."

The words were unclear, but the two of them knew what it meant to do something.

"I'm in a good mood today, and I don't want to kill." Wan Cheng Yichen's face was like a piece of cold jade immersed in cold water. Although it was as cold as ever, it was less alienated.

Nan Yuan did not continue to discuss this kind of thing with this duplicitous little devil, and took the initiative to ask something else, "Are your forty-nine ghost realms arranged in chronological order from now to ancient times?"

This ghost domain appeared in the Republic of China period. All entered into a troupe.

Nan Yuan suspects that the evil ghost is a woman singing in the troupe.

Give her a little more time, maybe she can find the evil ghost, but who told the little evil ghost outside to make a fuss and watch a movie. So she just punched the card and made an excuse to slip out.

"Yes, it won't be long before you meet the person who is under the curse." Wan Cheng Yichen said, with an expression of indifference that has nothing to do with him.

Nan Yuan asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will die?"

Wan Cheng Yichen squinted at her, "How can you die with such patience?"

"Of course I would. I'd have died several times if you had done it, but—"

"Shut up, I don't want to listen."

"Ha ha."

In the end, the movie was not finished, because the original parents initiated a series of deadly calls.

Even after knowing what kind of spiritual beads the precious daughter swallowed, the curse is not very useful to her, but it is getting dark, and if the daughter falls asleep outside, it will be very dangerous!

"When this matter is over, I'll accompany you out to play. You can play outside as long as you want." Nan Yuan promised the little devil.

Wan Cheng Yichen said with a lack of interest: "Forget it, I might as well go back to the ghost realm to listen to the play, that female ghost sang well."

Nan Yuan raised her eyebrows, "But what should I do? I just came out. If I go in again at this time, it will definitely attract the attention of the ghost domain lord."

Wan Zhai Yichen looked at her suddenly, and his eyes seemed to say, "That's all you can do?"

"I can take you in, but now that you're out, what are you going back for?"

Nan Yuan smiled slightly, "Accompany you, little devil."

The little evil ghost turned his head, and the white jade-like earlobes seemed to be dizzy with a thin layer of red, "I'm not serious all day long."

When entering the ghost realm, the people in the troupe were singing, and the beautiful female Huadan had a good figure and a good voice, which attracted applause from the audience.

After listening to the play, the two left and went back to the attic.

Nan Yuanjiu occupied the magpie's nest, lay on Wan Cheng Yichen's couch, and fell asleep quickly.

Wan Chengyichen does not need to sleep, so he writes and draws outside.

From this day on, Nan Yuan basically came out of the ghost realm after punching a card. Occasionally, when she encountered the ghost realm that Wan Yichen liked, she would stroll around with him. When Wan Yichen is in a good mood, she will also tell her stories in the ghost realm.

As far as Nanyuan is concerned, it is only the difference between sleeping in her own bed or the little devil's bed at night.

In the daytime, Nan Yuan spends half of her time with the little evil ghost and half of her time reading books.

As for the others, since they had Nan Yuan's pain shield, they were not as panicked as they were at the beginning. After all, no matter how tragically they died, they would not feel the pain.

Back in the real world, everyone was crying and remembering the things in the ghost realm, and some people negatively said that it would be better to just die.

But now, everyone is discussing more about what to do next time, and even began to sympathize with those evil ghosts who died tragically, and attacked those who did evil from the perspective of evil ghosts.

Yuan Lingxiao felt that they were sick.

Even if the evil spirits are pitiful, they are still pitiful in life, and they are not pitiful at all after death. The poor ones are obviously those who were dragged into the slaughter field by the evil spirits!

Oh yes, everyone can't feel the pain anymore, even if the evil ghost slaps the head to pieces, it's like playing a losing game.

No one felt pain, only him.

A few days ago, the two iron roosters who were unwilling to spend money on the talisman finally couldn't stand it anymore. They privately messaged Yuan Shu to buy the pain shielding talisman. Savings, they also gritted their teeth.

So, in the end, he was the only one left.

But Yuan Ling Xiao didn't understand, his talisman was drawn by the famous Master Hong himself, why did he still feel very painful when he died tragically in the ghost realm with that talisman.

Yuan Lingxiao was about to be tortured insane.

"Ling Xiao, your spirit doesn't seem to be very good recently. Is it because of the curse?" asked his friend Shen Chi, looking a little worried.

Zhao Junwei answered nervously: "No way, don't we all have pain shielding charms? Going in now is like playing an immersive suspense horror script, which is scary at best."

Shen Chi seemed to have guessed something, and asked Yuan Lingxiao with a frown, "Did you not use the Pain Shield Talisman?"

Yuan Lingxiao was blue and black at the moment, as if he had been drained of his energy by something, and looked very depressed.

"I used the talisman drawn by Master Hong, but the pain was only slightly relieved."

Zhao Junwei asked suspiciously, "Isn't this Master Hong a liar?"

Yuan Lingxiao was speechless, "Master Hong is the most powerful celestial master in the country for nearly a hundred years. If it wasn't for my grandfather to come forward in person, he wouldn't be invited. What do you think?"

Zhao Junwei's mouth suddenly turned into an O shape, "I'm not going! Does this mean that the talisman of the master Yuan Shu is a hundred times more powerful than the talisman of this Master Hong? It's not a Celestial Master at the grandmother level!"

After Zhao Junwei blew rainbow farts in the air for a while, he finally remembered his hapless friend, and coughed in embarrassment, "Then I don't understand, since you don't have the charm, you should quickly ask Yuan Shu for it, oh no, yes Buy, why have you been silent?"

Yuan Lingxiao smiled bitterly in his heart.

Even if he wanted to buy it, would Yuan Shu sell it to him?

She was afraid that she wished he suffered a little more.

Because he deserves it.