Chapter 282 Not Much
"You've already checked it out and confirmed that I'm still alive. Let's all go back."
Less than ten minutes after entering the room, Sang Mo had just finished smoking a cigarette and put it out in the ashtray when he shouted to drive him away.
The three men who were sitting or standing in different positions were slightly stunned. Zhang Qiling sat in front of the French window without moving.
Hei Xia Zi stood up consciously and said, "Anyway, I live downstairs, but I haven't been back for so long, I don't know if there's dust at home." 】
Xie Yuchen, "............"
He hadn't sat down yet, hadn't said a word yet.
[I've thought about it. At least it's a good sign that you can let me into the house.] 】
Knowing that Sang Mo didn't want to talk, Xie Yuchen looked at Sang Mo silently, turned around and left.
Hei Xia Zi followed closely behind, "Hey, I want to go home and have a rest. Looking at Huaer Ye's condition, I'm afraid he will ask me all kinds of questions. Otherwise, let Huaer Ye help clean the house. 】
As the door closed, the two men finally left.
Sang Mo glanced at Zhang Qiling who was sitting quietly in front of the French window, "Take a shower and rest."
After saying this, he turned and went to the bathroom.
After being a savage outside for several years, Sang Mo really missed taking showers with a water heater. He had been traveling for several days in a row. Although he stayed in a hotel during the journey, it was a hotel after all, and it did not feel like going home.
After taking a shower and drying his hair with a towel, Sang Mo suddenly felt that he seemed to have a stronger sense of belonging to this house than he had imagined.
Thinking about this, he found it a little funny.
When Zhang Qiling saw him coming out, he also went to the bathroom to take a shower very consciously. [It can't be smelly, he likes cleanliness. 】
Sang Mo, "......"
He turned on the TV and lay down on the sofa. The evil spirit took the opportunity to sit on the sofa. This position was very high. "Master, we haven't been back for a few years. The capital seems to be more prosperous."
Sang Mo responded, "The times are developing and technology is advancing."
The evil spirit asked, "Didn't they say that after the founding of the country, spirits were not allowed to be formed? Then how come there are still people like me?"
Sang Mo laughed, "But we can't deny that technology is advancing, right?"
The evil spirit thought, "Yes."
Seeing Sang Mo staring at the TV intently, she couldn't help but ask again: "What will we do after we come back? Humans all have goals, whether it's working to earn money to support the family or starting a family. The master is not short of money."
"Tomb robbing... tomb robbing doesn't seem necessary. The owner doesn't like to explore the secrets in the tomb. It would be too boring to just spend the day doing nothing."
"Technology is advancing. In the future, tomb robbers will use technological means. It seems that the skills passed down by tomb robbers are only useful inside tombs."
"The Wang family base was also blown up by the master. I have been keeping an eye on it the whole time. No one has come out alive. Even if there were souls with heavy resentment floating out, they were eaten by my brothers."
"Living in the mountains, I can still be a countryman and find some fun to relieve boredom. But in this big city, even if I want to go fishing, I need to find a place to fish, and it takes a long time to drive."
"I'm afraid the master will be bored, but I support whatever the master wants to do."
Sang Mo comforted her, "Don't worry, the rich second generation also has their own way of living."
"I'll take you to the bar tonight, to the amusement park tomorrow, and to the oceanarium the day after tomorrow. If you get tired of playing, I'll take you on a trip abroad."
The evil spirit had some yearning, and she subconsciously asked: "Even if the master doesn't take them with him, they will follow him. What should I do?"
She asked in a very subtle way, but her meaning was very clear.
If we can't kill them, are we just going to let them follow us?
Isn't this just a waste of time?
In fact, she was also implicitly trying to figure out her master's views and bottom line on these people. She was afraid that if she spoke bluntly, it would hurt her master's feelings.
Sang Mo understood the subtle temptation in these words. Apart from anything else, Nannan's rhetoric skills were actually quite good.
"Yeah, so what should we do? How about three men taking turns to be my boyfriend?"
Zhang Qiling, who had just come out of the shower, "......"
【hateful! hateful! hateful! 】
[A blind man can be tolerated, but what the hell is Xie Yuchen! 】
Sang Mo's lips curled slightly, "Boyfriend, taking a shower is good for adjusting your mood and relaxing your mind. Why are you even angrier after taking a shower?"
Zhang Qiling, ""
There was grievance in his eyes, and when he walked over with a towel, I could see that his expressionless face was a little cold and hard, and he did look angry.
He said, "I heard it, so I got angry."
Feeling that this statement seemed a bit incoherent, he added, "The method you just mentioned won't work."
"But if you insist on doing this, I...I respect your decision."
[Just let me stay by your side. I don’t ask for much, just this. 】
Sang Mo clicked his tongue, "You are really generous."
"Zhang Qiling, don't lose yourself for love."
"Look at the blind man, and then look at Xie Yuchen, who was once a high-spirited man, but lost himself in love."
Zhang Qiling was stunned. He looked at Sang Mo and opened his mouth. At this moment, Sang Mo's eyes were particularly serious, as if he was encouraging him to say the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
He finally said, "If I don't agree, and just want you to look at me and have me accompany you, will you agree?"
Sang Mo waved at him. Zhang Qiling bowed slightly, looked at Sang Mo's beautiful smile, and listened to Sang Mo say, "Okay."
"I only look at you, I only like you, as long as you are with me, after all, we live and die together."
Before the joy in his heart could spread, Zhang Qiling grasped the key point in the words, "Live and die together?"
Sang Mo put his arm around his neck and said, "Let's go back to the bedroom."
Zhang Qiling was stunned again. He reached out his hand to pick up Sang Mo and walked towards the bedroom step by step.
The evil spirit was still sitting on the sofa, holding his chin with his hand and staring at Zhang Qiling's back, muttering to the little brother who was released next to him: "You haven't been home for so long, and the master didn't even check if there are any bugs or surveillance cameras installed in the house."
Hearing this muttering, Sang Mo said, "."
He raised his head from Zhang Qiling's embrace and said, "Nannan, can you help me check?"
The evil spirit chuckled and said, "I'm coming."
Zhang Qiling, "?"
The evil spirit acted quickly and did not find these devices in the bedroom, so she floated out with peace of mind and continued to check other rooms with her little brother Big Head Corpse.
Noticing that the cold and gloomy presence was gone, Zhang Qiling sat on the bed, somewhat puzzled, "Is living and dying together a reward?"
Sang Mo raised his hand and rubbed his head, "Well, it means literally, no matter who dies, it will affect the other party."
"Even if my life span is not as long as yours, you will still share some of your life span with me, but this is just hypothetical."
"Don't think too much, Zhang Qiling. The rest of our lives are still very long, so you can accompany me for decades, hundreds of years, or even thousands of years."
Zhang Qiling's eyes were sparkling with joy. These were truly the most beautiful and touching words he had heard in a while.
[It’s great that I can accompany you for so long.] 】
Sang Mo patted the empty seat next to him and said, "Let's get some sleep first. I agreed to take Nannan to the bar tonight. You come with me, don't invite anyone else."
Zhang Qiling lay down obediently beside him, and with his fingers curled up, he finally had the courage to reach out and hold the person in his arms. He felt comfortable holding the person.
Sang Mo chuckled, then put his arm around his waist and closed his eyes to sleep, "Go to sleep."
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