Jin Banwei took out a dark-colored fruit out of thin air, and Ren Qiao's pupils were dull for a moment. She knew that there were ways to store things in the underworld, and monsters also had such abilities, but she had never heard of humans having them too.
Jin Banwei obviously overlooked this point and just took out the Dream-Weaving Fruit subconsciously.
The Dream-Weaving Fruit is only the size of a palm, and is a pink round ball. The shell looks very crisp, but the deep pink is mixed with a little blood red. To be fair, Jin Banwei doesn't dare to eat such a fruit.
She didn't expect the Dream-Weaving Fruit to look like this, and she was not sure whether Ren Qiao would eat it.
Jin Banwei held the Dream-Weaving Fruit in her hands, staring at Ren Qiao without blinking, afraid of missing the expression on her face.
This fruit, which looks a little strange to humans, is not so strange to ghosts. There are more strange things in the underworld. Ren Qiao, who tries hard to play the role of a good wife, naturally would not refuse the fruit given to her by her husband, but... Jin Banwei looks too eager, which makes Ren Qiao think of the ghost who gave her the ghost card.
"Thank you, Xiao Jin." Ren Qiao still took the Dream-Weaving Fruit.
The Dream-Weaving Fruit underwent an astonishing change after it landed in Ren Qiao's palm. The outer skin of the round fruit actually bulged out slightly in several places, gradually forming four black and red legs. It looked like a small monster, and there was a crack in the center.
"Bite." A childish voice sounded in the house, and the source was the crack.
Even a ghost as knowledgeable as Ren Qiao's had a slight tremor in her hand as she held the Dreamweaver Fruit. She raised her eyes and looked at Jin Banwei, as if asking, "Little Jin, are you sure you can eat this?"
It's getting weirder.
Could it be that the fruit has become a spirit?
But now the spiritual energy is no longer abundant enough. No monsters have developed intelligence in hundreds of years. Those monsters with intelligence have lived for at least two or three hundred years.
Ren Qiao couldn't believe that the fruit that Jin Banwei produced from nowhere suddenly gained intelligence.
Facing Ren Qiao's questioning expression, Jin Banwei's face froze, and she twitched the corners of her mouth slightly: "Sister Ghost, otherwise, let's not eat that."
Jin Banwei did not expect that the Dream-Weaving Fruit, which was already very strange in her eyes, would become even stranger after falling into Ren Qiao's palm. She certainly could not bring herself to bite such a fruit. Jin Banwei also clearly noticed that Ren Qiao's expression became a little solemn.
The unreliable system was being upgraded at the moment, and no one explained to her what was going on. The system only had a few sentences introducing the Dream Weaving Fruit, and it would not be good if there were any side effects from eating it.
To be on the safe side, it is better not to eat it.
"Well, I'll listen to Xiao Jin."
After Jin Banwei finished speaking, Ren Qiao immediately placed the strange fruit on the table, obviously relieved.
The crack opened again, and the strange voice sounded again: "Bite."
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What should she do? She now feels that this fruit is scarier than a ghost!
Jin Banwei rubbed her stiff cheeks and subconsciously moved towards Ren Qiao. Ren Qiao looked at the frightened Jin Banwei and asked her softly, "Xiao Jin, if you are afraid, I will throw away this fruit."
No! This is the prize she won.
Jin Banwei knew very well that good karma was not easy to earn, and she would never waste the fruits of her labor. She shook her head decisively.
If this fruit was a living thing, Ren Qiao would still have a way to make it shut up, but this dream-weaving fruit was obviously not one.
She sighed slightly and pulled Jin Banwei, who was stiff with fear, behind her. She was not afraid of the Dream-Weaving Fruit, but Jin Banwei seemed to be frightened by what she took out.
Finally, when the third bite sounded, Jin Banwei made up her mind. She rushed to the living room and brought in the bag she had carried with her back. She found some basic tools in the backpack that she had packed when she was packing, including tape and scissors.
She rushed towards the Dream-Weaving Fruit holding the tape, and quickly wrapped the tape around the fruit, sealing the cracked opening.
The tape was a bit thin, so Jin Banwei wrapped it layer by layer.
"Xiao Jin, it can no longer make any sound."
After Ren Qiao spoke, Jin Banwei noticed that there was a thick layer of tape piled up on the crack.
"Huh!" The room became quiet and Jin Banwei was truly relieved.
I didn't expect that one day she would use tape to seal the mouth of a fruit. If she had known, she would not have taken out the fruit. But it was obviously fine in her palm. After Ren Qiao took it, the Dream Fruit started to move strangely.
Maybe... maybe the problem lies with Ren Qiao.
If the system had not been upgraded, she could still ask what was going on. But now it was obvious that there was nowhere to ask, so she could only hope that the system could be upgraded quickly.
Jin Banwei wiped the unnecessary beads of sweat from her forehead, leaned against the table and breathed slightly, and when she raised her eyes, she met Ren Qiao's smiling eyes.
Jin Banwei wasn't sure if Ren Qiao was laughing at her for being afraid of a fruit.
Her ears felt hot for a moment, and she quickly defended herself, "Sister Ghost, it's not that I'm timid, it's that this fruit is wrong. Look how strange it looks! It can even make a child's voice, it's like it's possessed by a ghost!"
Ren Qiao's smile remained, but his tone was more aggrieved: "It looks so strange, why did Xiao Jin ask me to eat it?"
There was no resentment in the sweet accusation, but rather a hint of coquettishness.
Jin Banwei suspected that she was hallucinating, but under Ren Qiao's gentle gaze, her heart beat faster and faster. She thought about it and pushed the responsibility to Ren Qiao for having such beautiful eyes.
She breathed nervously, hardly daring to look Ren Qiao in the eye.
Finally, her eyes slowly moved to the bed, to the two ghost clothes she had drawn for Ren Qiao, and she stiffly changed the subject: "Ghost sister, do you want to try on the clothes?"
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Most of the clothes on ghosts are the ones they wore at the moment of death. Except for a few ghosts, few ghosts care about the clothes on their bodies. For most ghosts, they are wandering between the Yin and Yang, and are not accepted. The only thing they have to do is wait for their obsession to dissipate and go to reincarnation.
Ren Qiao never thought there was anything wrong with her wedding dress. It was the only mark of her life and was of great significance to her. However, Jin Banwei seemed to be obsessed with her changing out of her wedding dress.
Ren Qiao couldn't keep up with most of Jin Banwei's ideas.
For example, just now she used tape to stuff Guozi's mouth.
Perhaps because of her young age, Jin Banwei would not consider the consequences most of the time and would just do what she wanted. She would not pretend to be calm when she was scared, and her expectations and hopes were written on her face. She would occasionally show stubbornness and impulsive behavior, but that was not annoying and could even be a little cute.
Ren Qiao didn't know whether it was appropriate to use such words to describe Jin Banwei, but she couldn't bear to see her expectant eyes dim.
She is the most soft-hearted one.
She was able to show mercy to those who wanted to kill her, let alone Jin Banwei, who had a different meaning to her.
"good."
Ren Qiao nodded in agreement. Jin Banwei was about to ask Ren Qiao if she would wear this overly modern skirt, but before she could ask, she saw a faint red light floating from Ren Qiao's fingertips. The red light turned into a ball of light and floated onto the two ghost clothes. Ren Qiao's fair and slender fingers paused slightly, and she turned her head and asked Jin Banwei: "Which one do you want to see, little Jin?"
Jin Banwei pointed to the right: "That one is for sleeping."
Ren Qiao is not an old antique who has been out of touch with the world for thousands of years. She can still tell the difference. The reason why she asked Jin Banwei was because she saw her face full of expectation. Since she wanted to change, she might as well wear what she wanted to see the most.
But Jin Banwei's answer surprised her. She originally thought that Jin Banwei wanted to satisfy her own visual desires, but after hearing her extremely innocent tone, Ren Qiao began to doubt whether Jin Banwei was prepared to prepare a full closet of clothes for her if conditions permitted, so that she could change clothes freely like a living person.
Living people...are so distant and strange.
That was something in her missing memory.
The red ball of light seemed to have grown limbs, and it floated to Ren Qiao, pulling the nightgown with it.
The red light became brighter and brighter. Jin Banwei subconsciously closed her eyes. When she opened her eyes again, the red light had dissipated. The clothes on the bed had turned into Ren Qiao's original wedding dress, and the clothes on Ren Qiao had changed.
Ghost clothes are different from ordinary clothes. They only have patterns but no sizes. They fit the ghost's body perfectly. Even though the fabric looks as thin as gauze, it does not reveal any scenery at all.
The light in the bedroom was not as glaring as that in the living room, and Ren Qiao looked less pale.
As she took off her wedding dress, the hairpins in Ren Qiao's hair were also taken off. Her black hair fell to her waist like a waterfall. A few strands of black hair floated down on her white jade-like face, and a little bit of tenderness emerged from that gentle and beautiful face.
The graceful figure that was hidden by the heavy wedding dress was now fully revealed as she put on the suspender-style nightgown. Her slender waist and well-proportioned body almost dazzled the eyes. Her delicate and deep collarbone did not seem to be engraved in Ren Qiao's heart, but rather in Jin Banwei's heart.
Jin Banwei almost bit her tongue. Although they were both women, she felt inferior to them.
The amazement in his eyes couldn't be hidden at all.
After a long pause, Jin Banwei came back to her senses. She lowered her head, clenched her fists tightly, and seemed to have made up her mind. She whispered, "Sister Gui, I will definitely draw more beautiful clothes for you."
If the system, which had tried its best to persuade Jin Banwei in vain, heard that Jin Banwei was only thinking about smoking such a useless thing, it would probably be so upset that it would cry without tears.
Jin Banwei did not let Ren Qiao change into another set.
It was getting late, and when the night got darker, the time two people were alone always became ambiguous. Jin Banwei wanted to cut off her inappropriate thoughts, but when she really lay down on the bed, not only did she not feel sleepy, but her fantasies increased.
Although they are all women, their identities are full of ambiguity.
wife……
"Xiao Jin." Ren Qiao was calling her. Jin Banwei subconsciously turned her head and met Ren Qiao's eyes. The gentle light in his eyes was like a panacea for the soul.
Jin Banwei's consciousness gradually became blurred. She clearly had a lot to say to Ren Qiao, but in the end she only said: "Ghost, Sister Ghost..."
In a daze, she heard Ren Qiao's voice: "Xiao Jin, sweet dreams."
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