Linghu Lan recalled the ghost wall she had encountered a few days ago and asked, "Was that you too, the ghost wall a few days ago?"
Shadow: Yes
"You're looking for me? Why didn't you come up to see me?"
This time, the shadowy figures spelled out four words: "Humans and ghosts are on different paths."
Linghu Lan stared at the dark figure silently for a long time. She had already anticipated this; this time, Mo Tang's identity was not human. "Are you a ghost?"
Shadow: Ghost King
Linghu Lan's heart skipped a beat. "Since you can't come up, why did you drag me to the ground just now?"
Shadow: You die.
"Pfft!" Linghu Lan spat out a mouthful of blood. "What's wrong with your brain? You want to kill your wife right off the bat? You'll be a bachelor forever, I'm telling you."
"You want me dead?"
Shadow: You die, then we'll get married.
Linghu Lan: "..."
She sighed silently, squatted down, and touched the dark figure with her hand. Feeling the icy coldness, she quickly withdrew her hand and said earnestly, "If I die, I won't become a ghost, and I certainly won't marry you. If I die, you will die too. Believe me!"
The shadow transformed into a giant hand, slowly 'touching' Linghu Lan's face.
Linghu Lan felt a chilling aura around her, and a cold sensation spread from her face to her internal organs, making her shiver. The giant hand suddenly left her face, forming three words: Why?
"Because neither you nor I belong to this world, death is how we leave this world. Touch your heart, and you'll know I'm not lying to you."
The shadowy figure fell silent for a moment.
Linghu Lan then asked, "How did you find me?"
This time, the shadowy figure hesitated for a long time, seemingly unsure how to organize the words, and finally managed to piece together only one word: sweet!
Linghu Lan instantly understood. Perhaps Mo Tang had smelled her scent and followed it here. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but laugh, "Where am I sweet?"
Shadow: Soul
"Hahahaha!" Linghu Lan couldn't help but flash a smile revealing all thirty-two teeth. "You're sweet too!"
The shadowy figure flickered, forming a giant smiley face, then gradually faded, faded, and finally disappeared.
The stagnant feeling in the surrounding air dissipated, and the scenery of the alley reappeared before Linghu Lan: the huge sycamore leaves were swaying gently, and the alley with its white walls and green tiles was still cool.
Linghu Lan stood up and stared blankly at the spot where the dark figure had disappeared. Why couldn't Mo Tang come out this time? He was the Ghost King!
She thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so she suppressed her heavy thoughts and continued walking towards Kushi's house.
We arrived at the door.
The door was locked, and a young girl was standing in the doorway taking out her keys to go inside.
The girl smiled when she saw Linghu Lan. "Are you looking for a place to share?"
Linghu Lan paused for a moment, then checked the house number again to make sure she was right.
It seems that Kushi's adoptive parents have already rented out the house. The girl who rented the house can't afford the high rent, so she plans to find someone to share the house with.
Thinking of this, Linghu Lan immediately said, "Yes, if it's convenient, may I go in and take a look?"
"Okay, please come in!" The girl quickly opened the door and let Linghu Lan in.
The room is small, with two bedrooms and a living room. The style of the room is very simple, mostly in cool colors, giving it an elegant feel. You can tell at a glance that the room owner is a very reserved and quiet person.
twenty three
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