It was drizzling at night, and the car accident happened outside the police station gate of Cang'er City.
Bai Xiong, who was in a daze, got out of the car and stood in the rain, feeling the cold rain.
He looked back and saw that the boy in white was indeed still there, but he was holding a transparent umbrella and leaving with his back to him.
The boy's hand was empty, how could there be any pale boy?
Bai Xiong felt a faint headache. He touched his forehead and found it was very hot.
Plop, plop, plop——
Suddenly, Bai Xiong heard the sound of beating heart. He suddenly felt a tightness in his heart, and his breathing gradually became difficult!
The feeling I had when I was a teenager reappeared!
"Hoo, ho--"
He held the car door with one hand and patted his heart with the other. It had been more than ten years since he had the operation in Nantai. This feeling had never occurred before. Why today?
Thinking about how he saw Xia Tian in the rearview mirror just now, Bai Xiong felt even more evil.
He took out his cell phone and dialed a number, "Hello?"
"Hey dad..."
"What, what's wrong?"
Bai Xiong frowned slightly. He could hear that his father's always calm voice was actually a little panicked today.
"Dad, my right eye has been twitching recently, I feel uneasy, and I keep having nightmares. Well, can you lend me the amulet that the trafficker gave you two years ago?"
"..."
There was no sound on the other side of the phone.
"dad?"
"Oh, oh, a Buddhist amulet? Well, you don't know about Zhang Hui? Do you still dare to use his things? Go to Jiming Temple and buy a Jade Buddha yourself."
"Dad, are you kidding me? Can those things in Jiming Temple compare with your Buddha amulet? I have seen your Buddha amulet manifest with my own eyes!"
"It was just a coincidence, don't be nagging, that's all, I have something else to do, so I'll hang up first!"
"Dudu——"
Listening to the busy signal on the phone, Bai Xiong cursed: "What the hell, an old immortal is so old and still cherishes his life? Wait!"
He sat back in the driver's seat, restarted the BMW whose front was smashed, and drove towards a building not far away.
...
Late at night, outside Jinsuo Village.
Yang Ning left Hu Yingying's house holding a transparent umbrella.
On the rainy night, he looked like he was walking alone, a little lonely.
In fact, he was indeed walking alone, but he was not alone.
Hu Yingying trembled as she looked at the group of little ghosts jumping up and down around Yang Ning, and the rich red light that emerged from Yang Ning's bag from time to time. Her whole ghost was feeling bad.
She even saw five of the little ghosts next to Yang Ning glowing faintly red!
There are also three black auras on Yang Ning's body. Each black aura represents an evil spirit, and they are not good!
One of them was Xiao Qing, who had harmed Wang Jiang, and from the other two, Hu Yingying felt boundless ferocious aura and a corpse-like aura from them respectively!
The ruthless spirit is Zhang Hui, and the corpse spirit is Liu Chao. These two Yang Ning want to take back to collect and light the lamp.
Hu Yingying could understand that Xiaoqing was the evil spirit raised by Yang Ning, but what did the other two mean? !
Hu Yingying trembled and asked: "Master Xiao Yang, what are you doing with so many evil spirits?"
Yang Ning walked unhurriedly in the dark rainy night, "Some help, some help make money, some are used to help people manifest their spirits, and some are taken back to light lamps for long-lasting light."
When she heard the words "light the lamp and keep the light bright", Hu Yingying suddenly staggered.
When Yang Ning left, he suddenly walked from dusk to dawn.
He stood downstairs in a high-end apartment building in Cang'er City with a view of the Canghai Sea. He put away his umbrella and stood quietly under the eaves of the corridor, waiting quietly.
The streets were very quiet before dawn on a rainy night, with not a single pedestrian.
Next to Yang Ning, a pale little hand pulled the corner of his clothes, and a gentle little female ghost whose body was like pieces stuck together appeared. She looked up at Yang Ning and said with a milky voice: "Chengcheng, it's time to have breakfast."
The next second, a little blonde girl with a delicate face but full of cracks also appeared. She held a towel and said, "Chengcheng, it's time to wash your face. I want to be a delicate little fairy today!"
Next to him, Fatty Sun, who was playing with his large intestine and making flowers, looked at the two cute little ghosts coldly and shouted: "Chengcheng, it's time to poop!"
Chen Yamei, holding her head in one hand and holding a roll of toilet paper in the other, blinked her big eyes and said, "Chengcheng, I've prepared the paper for you!"
After saying that, she raised her head and turned around, then looked at where Yang Ning was standing, and said in a milky voice: "It seems that there is no need to flush the water today? It saves trouble, but it seems that it doesn't It’s too sheltered from the wind..."
On the side, Hu Yingying looked at the scene in front of her and asked anxiously: "Xiao, Xiao Master Yang, are you living the life of an emperor?"
Yang Ning stretched and said lazily: "These little ghosts are still young, so we have to let them move more, otherwise the ghosts will be useless."
For a moment, Hu Yingying felt a little desperate about her future ghost life.
Yang Ning asked the kiddies around her to disperse, and she walked forward holding Xia Tian, who had a fist-sized blood hole in her chest. She found a breakfast shop that had just opened and returned with a bowl of crispy rice noodles.
Along the way, Yang Ning asked Xia Tian three questions: "Do you have to do this?"
"Can't we just do it better?"
"Damn it, are you a pervert? How could you be so tormenting people?"
After breakfast, he returned to the apartment downstairs. Yang Ning waited for about ten minutes. Suddenly, he smiled slightly, raised his head and said, "Okay, it's time."
"If you say you want our Mr. Bai to have a good night's sleep, then you must keep your word."
"After all, tsk tsk..."
...
In a luxuriously decorated sea-view apartment upstairs, Bai Xiong woke up on a 1.8-meter large bed.
Next to him lay a beautiful young girl.
For people like Bai Xiong who are on a higher level than the rich second generation, a king-size bed room with sea view, a fancy car and a BMW, and a beautiful girl are all standard features.
He may not be as rich as Zhang Chao, who was beaten half to death by Wang Jiang and drives a Bentley, but he is definitely living a more comfortable life than Zhang Chao.
When he opened his eyes, Bai Xiong felt the same: cool!
I slept so well last night!
This does not refer to any other kind of pleasure, it simply refers to the pleasure of sleeping.
Picking up the Buddhist amulet on the bedside and taking it with him, Bai Xiong got out of bed and took out a can of cold beer from the refrigerator. He walked to the balcony and looked at the Canghai in the morning drizzle and the Ershan Mountain in the distance. Facing the morning breeze, he gave Take a swig of cold beer.
After taking several bites, Bai Xiong let out a long breath. He looked back at the girl who was still sleeping soundly on the bed, and wondered whether he should do some morning exercises. At this time -
Ding dong!
Doorbell rang.
Bai Xiong frowned slightly, who is this early in the morning?
He walked behind the door, turned on the access control visual system, and saw a boy in white standing outside the door.
Well, the boy is quite handsome and looks very gentle, but Bai Xiong can't stand this kind of thing, but at this moment he is watching the boy lost in thought.
It seems like, where have I seen it?
Ding dong!
The doorbell continued to ring, but Shiro didn't move.
Ding dong!
The doorbell was still ringing, and Bai Xiong's expression changed.
Ding dong!
Bai Xiong sat down on the ground, with no color on his face.
Through the visual system, he clearly saw that the boy outside did not move his hands, but the doorbell in front of him kept ringing.
At this time, the boy outside the door stood on tiptoe a little.
He looked down and smiled at the camera on the door's visual system.
Looking from the perspective of Shiro who is sitting on the ground inside the door...
The boy seemed to be smiling directly at him through the door.
...
