Fu Bao had calmed down at this time. Although the news brought by Baby Face was extremely shocking and gave him a great shock, he had also thought about the whole incident clearly. It was just a ghost at work... although this was scary enough.
He has seen evil ghosts, but Shi Hua turned into a evil ghost just one day after his death and bit a living person to death. It was really too ferocious. And the answer to why Shi Hua became like this is probably because he was in an unlucky car. That exists on the subway.
So when faced with Sun Zhong's question, he just shook his head calmly, "Maybe I saw it wrong, I'm sorry."
"Did you see it wrong?" Sun Zhong raised his voice and glared at him fiercely, "You told me very seriously this morning that this girl is still alive. What happened?"
"I saw it wrong." Fu Bao laughed, "You know, I have some mental problems, so it's normal for me to see things wrong."
Because of his encounter with ghosts, he was judged to be mentally unstable.
Sun Zhong was indeed very aware of his situation, so after he said this, he couldn't say many words anymore.
"...I will also ask you to assist in the investigation!" Sun Zhong left these words before leaving.
After sending the police away, Fu Bao slowly closed the door, thinking that the excuse of mental disorder was really useful, but it was really unlucky to encounter such trouble again. He sighed deeply.
When he returned to the room and looked at the comfortable bed, he had no intention of continuing to sleep. Now his mind was filled with poetry and paintings.
Shi Hua’s desperate look when he was squeezed onto that subway, the lively look in Shi Hua’s face when he met Shi Hua during the day, and the long-haired female ghost who eats people at midnight...
Now he suddenly realized why everyone looked at him strangely when he was talking to Shi Hua during the day yesterday. It turned out that no one could see Shi Hua, so they thought it was strange for him to talk to the air.
However, I have to go to work tomorrow. What if I encounter poetry and painting again?
Or just resign!
But cram school jobs, where you can work during holidays and earn a lot of money, are very rare...
Taking into account the income from working in the cram school, Fu Bao gave up the idea of resigning without any ambition, and also because he still didn't understand why Shi Hua returned to the cram school in the form of a ghost. What else could she not let go of? ?
Or is there any resentment?
And the subway that shouldn't exist... Fu Bao always felt that accidents would happen to Shihua, and he was partly responsible. If he could help her in some way, maybe he should do a little bit.
As for how to help?
Although Fu Bao has no relevant abilities, there is definitely no problem with the Demon King who signed a contract with him, but this Demon King is extremely unreliable, because in his eyes, these are very common things, so he usually doesn't bother to care.
However, after careful consideration, Fu Bao finally decided to summon a demon as a precaution.
After cutting his finger with a knife, Fu Bao pressed the wound on the black doll, and the black doll sucked in all his blood. After about half an hour, the black doll flew up in the air and exploded. A flash of light that cannot be seen directly - the Demon King appears.
With handsome and exquisite facial features, dazzling silver hair and black clothes, Fu Bao calls him the silver-haired devil named Ah Yin. He is the kind of super idol figure who makes women scream when he walks on the street, but no one would have thought that. Underneath his perfect appearance is a creature that is completely different from human beings.
The Demon King threatened to destroy the city when he was angry. His biggest characteristic was that he loved sleeping very much. During the days when Fu Bao made a contract with him, he spent almost all of his time in his sleep, like a hibernating bear.
So although he felt scary at first, after a deeper understanding, he was no threatening demon at all - this was Fu Bao's comment about him.
"Ah Yin, I encountered a fierce ghost again." Fu Bao said solemnly: "And I can't handle it and will die at any time."
If you don't tell him that this evil ghost will kill you, then the Demon King will definitely think that the evil ghost you are talking about is trying to add food to him as a midnight snack or something.
The silver-haired devil yawned awkwardly, glanced at him and said, "Well, he is haunted by ghosts."
What?
Fu Bao was startled.
Although Sun Zhong told him that he speculated that Shi Hua might have died after being taken away by the subway and appeared in front of him in the form of a ghost, he didn't think he was stuck in the dark. He thought he just happened to meet him.
"You have a lot of resentment on your body. You must have been entangled by a vicious food." The silver-haired devil said seriously.
"Is there any? Is there any?" Fu Bao was frightened. He knew that the food A Yin talked about was the evil ghost. In the devil's opinion, the more evil the more delicious it is. Today's poems and paintings are indeed very evil, that's why he feels like this. interest.
"It's true." The silver-haired devil emphasized seriously.
"Then... Ah Yin, please help me get rid of this evil ghost!" Fu Bao held the silver-haired devil's hand expectantly, with tears in his eyes. At the critical moment, as the devil's contractor, he should always enjoy some due Welfare.
"But I'm so sleepy." The silver-haired devil yawned again.
"Compared with sleeping, my safety is more important! And we signed a contract, and something will happen to you even if I die." Fu Bao reminded him.
Due to the contract, the lives of the two are connected. If he is killed, the devil will also die.
"Aren't you going to die yet? Human beings just like to make a fuss. It's annoying to death. If you need anything, come to me again." The silver-haired devil said this, but he didn't know if it was considered a promise.
"Then you must be in time next time..." According to the summoning rules, as long as Fu Bao donates blood, the silver-haired devil should appear. However, because he is too lazy, the waiting time has been greatly extended, making Fu Bao every Every time, he had to wait half an hour for Demon King Shi Shiran to show up, and because of this, Fu Bao almost died several times.
"The Demon King has the dignity of a Demon King. Do you think I am a courier?" The silver-haired Demon King looked down upon Fu Bao and spoke in a condescending tone.
"Yes, I know you are very dignified and very powerful." Fu Bao swallowed his anger and complained fiercely in his heart - a demon king who is extremely powerful when he sleeps, right?
You must be the best sleeping King among the demons!
Fu Bao looked at Lord Demon King with expectant eyes.
"But, in order to take care of me, a weak human being, can you show up a little earlier when summoned? Otherwise, I will die easily."
"I'm already very fast. From when I was woken up by you to when I showed up, I'm pretty fast, okay?" The silver-haired devil felt that he had done a good enough job.
His face twitched slightly, and Fu Bao now wanted to yell at him: Are you the demon king of the snail tribe? !
"But you are indeed very weak now." The silver-haired devil looked at Fu Bao and rubbed his chin. "There is a black air on your face. You are not far from death."
"No!" Fu Bao touched his face in horror and almost rushed to look in the mirror - even though he couldn't see the black energy.
"Maybe if you die, I can break this contract by eating you." Lord Demon King's idea was very strange, and Fu Bao's hair stood up.
"Hey, Ah Yin, according to the contract, you are my guardian. Please have some professional ethics, please?" Signing a contract with such a devil is really a great misfortune in life.
"I'm sleepy." The silver-haired devil yawned again.
"Ah Yin, please explain clearly where I am failing..." Before he could finish his words, the body of the silver-haired demon king had already shone with light, so bright that he couldn't open his eyes. When he saw clearly again, the demon king had transformed back into Black doll.
Fu Bao scratched in the air with his fingers, his face stiff. He felt... he still couldn't believe this off-line devil. After hiding at home for a day, Fu Bao felt uneasy, but he couldn't continue to ask for leave, whether it was in the supermarket or in the supermarket. The cram schools were all the same, so he continued to work part-time the next day, working part-time in the supermarket in the morning and working as a teaching assistant in the cram school from afternoon to evening.
Fortunately, Fu Bao did not encounter Shihua when he arrived at the cram school. Although everyone pointed at him, he still arrived at the end of get out of class safely.
Around nine o'clock in the evening, Fu Bao also planned to go home with everyone, but what bothered him finally happened - poetry and painting openly appeared in front of him.
From a distance, Shi Hua greeted him and waved with a happy look on his face.
