Chapter 422: Deep Mansion (10)
Yu Huo was lying alone on the bed at this time, holding the three thin review cards in his hands, and he was suffering from insomnia, which was a rare occurrence.
After tossing and turning like this, Yu Huo finally couldn't lie still anymore. He sat up and reached out to take out the bronze mirror hidden under the pillow.
Then he tapped the smooth surface of the bronze mirror with his fingers: "Are you asleep?"
As soon as he finished speaking, ripples appeared in the mirror again, and in a moment, an empty office appeared in the mirror.
The female ghost was sitting on a chair, fiddling with a calculator in her hand, her voice filled with impatience: "I'm not asleep, I'm busy."
It sounds like a refusal to communicate.
Yu Huo pursed his lips and asked, "What's your name?"
Painted Skin paused, tapping his calculator irritably. "My last name is Tong, and I'm a teacher."
Yu Huo nodded and replied, "Okay, Sister Painted Skin."
"...I'd forgotten that the eyes of you Shuras can see through everything." Perhaps fearing a miscalculation, the Painted Skin Ghost activated the calculator's voice function. Amidst the mechanical sounds of addition and subtraction, he asked, "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Yu Huo was silent for a few seconds, then he picked up the three review cards in his hand and asked politely, "Sister Painted Skin, can I defect?"
The Painted Skin Ghost shook his wrist, and the next second, a loud "Reset to Zero" rang in his ears.
She's going crazy!
“Ahhhhhh! I’ll be fine soon! Ah Xi——”
She slammed the calculator to the ground, as if possessed by Chao Xiong.
Yu Huo didn't show any guilt at all, instead he had an expression of concern for the disabled: "Are you okay?"
“Not good!” The Painted Skin Ghost clenched his fists and looked at me coldly in the mirror: “Fuck! I’m almost done for! Ahhhhh——”
Yu Huo asked again: "Who are you?"
Painted Skin Ghost: "Tomorrow is the credit card payment date. I'm trying to figure out how to use these 5,000 yuan in installments and cash them out to offset my 12,000 yuan bill."
Yu Huo touched his chin when he heard that. When the Painted Skin Ghost was about to point the spear at him again, he took out his cell phone and stuffed it into the charred hand that emerged from the mirror.
"No need to bother. I don't have internet here. Why don't you just take my phone and scan 12,000 for yourself?"
The Painted Skin Ghost was stunned for a moment, his eyes gleaming with gold: "Really?"
"Really? The password is ******" Yu Huo said with a look of inhumanity on his face.
The Painted Skin Ghost almost covered his face and cried. Before taking the phone away, he repeatedly assured her: "You just said you wanted to rebel, right? Wait a minute, I'll go ask for you."
The ghost in the bronze mirror disappeared, and Yu Huo finally understood what it meant that money can make the world go round.
Maybe it was because his money was too powerful, Yu Huo felt that he hadn't waited for long before the other party appeared in the mirror again.
With an apologetic look in her eyes, she said, "I asked for you, and it seems that betrayal is not a good idea. And that bastard Shang Yan said that if you can help them successfully seal Yuan, he will go to the Shura lineage to intercede and help reduce your parents' sentences."
"Who is Shang Yan?" Yu Huo asked curiously.
The Painted Skin Ghost pointed in the direction of the side hall. "The strongest son-in-law in the underworld! He looks almost identical to Yuan except for his eyes."
Huh? Exactly the same?
How stunning would it be if two peerless beauties stood together?
Yu Huo was really curious!
He sighed and waved to the Painted Skin Ghost: "Okay, I'm fine here for now, you go and rest."
After a few seconds, he looked at the female ghost in the bronze mirror who had never left and asked, "Why don't you leave?"
The ghost girl sighed, "I can't help you. I'm worried about this twelve thousand yuan."
This ghost is quite upright?
Yu Huo couldn't help but look at him with admiration. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Why don't you tell me some of Yuan's stories? In detail. This shouldn't be difficult for you, right?"
Painted Skin: "Sure, sure! But why are you asking about him?"
Yu Huo smiled: "With my parents here, I can't betray them. This is a high-end game."
"so what?"
"So, only by knowing yourself and your enemy can you win every battle!"
The Painted Skin Ghost felt a sense of awe and nodded repeatedly: "That makes sense."
In this way, in order to repay the 12,000 yuan favor, Huapi told Yu Huo everything in great detail, even the color of Yuan and Yan's eyeballs was completely shaken out.
After more than an hour, Yu Huo finally concluded amid the sound of Painted Skin Ghost guzzling water: "You mean... Yuan and Yan are the product of soul emotions, one good, the other evil. They both like His Majesty the Pluto, but His Majesty and Yan are a couple. Yuan was unwilling to propose a threesome, but the other two disagreed. Then, Yuan turned his love into hatred and became irreconcilable with them?"
"Uh... more or less."
The Painted Skin Ghost thought, although the words are rough, the logic is not wrong, this is the fact!
Yu Huo couldn't help but touch his chin. After saying goodbye to the Painted Skin Ghost, he lay on the bed, staring at the pure white curtains above his head, and sighed softly: "Do you like His Highness? I think you like Yan Cai, right?"
After Yu Huo finished speaking, he shuddered: "It's so scary..."
The next day at noon, Yu Huo opened his eyes, washed up, and walked back with the basin.
Passing by the side hall, the sound of piano slowly came into his ears, and Yu Huo couldn't help but look in the direction of the sound.
The man leaned over the desk, his slender fingers plucking the strings of the piano, and the lingering sound of the piano flowed out, as if making the other person's androgynous facial features even more vivid and colorful.
Yu Huo made two "tsk tsk" sounds. No matter how rotten this guy was inside, there was no doubt that he had a golden and jade appearance.
Just like that, Yu Huo watched and gradually forgot the time, until he met the other party's light glance and came back to his senses.
The piano music suddenly stopped at this moment. Yuan reached out and pressed the trembling strings. An unpredictable smile appeared on his lips as he sneered, "Sixteen whole hours. You really can sleep well~"
Yu Huo put the washbasin in the corner of the yard and walked in directly.
"Sorry, I'm a bit picky about my bed." He made up a lie, then reached out to the guqin, plucking a string with his fingers, and an unpleasant 'clang!'
Yuan looked down at the strings that were shaking again and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Do you like the guqin?"
Yu Huo shrugged and withdrew his hand awkwardly: "I don't like it."
Maybe because he had just washed his face, the young man's face seemed whiter than usual, and his skin looked even more delicate under the sun, making people want to touch it.
Yuan moved his fingers, pressing the trembling strings again, and asked curiously, "What do you like?"
The young man licked his lips, his smile sincere: "I like drums."
"What drum?"
Yu Huo reached out his hand again, plucking the strings that had already stabilized, and a smug smile appeared on his face: "Back off."
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