Chapter 137
The elevator door opened and the couple walked out, talking and laughing.
The elevator door to the next floor opened again, and it was time for Le Ziyou to go out. However, his eyes were still a little out of focus, and it was obvious that he had not fully recovered from the extreme pleasure.
Chen liked this broken look the most and blew a cold ghostly air into Le Ziyu's ear.
"Lift your feet and walk out."
Le Ziyou's pupils shook due to the ghost energy, and gradually focused. Before his brain could react to what was happening, his body had already obeyed the order.
He lifted his foot and walked out.
He walked unsteadily, as if his legs were weak and he couldn't stand steadily.
Chen Zui followed behind him.
When Le Ziyou walked into the wrong house, he reached out and grabbed the other person's neck and pulled him to the correct place. Le Ziyou felt as if a piece of ice was stuck on the back of his neck, making him subconsciously retract his neck.
His brain completely resumed functioning, and the first thing he looked at was his pants. There was a dark spot on the gray sweatpants, with white showing through the dark color, and his face turned red instantly.
how so?
He remembered that the ghost sucked away his yang energy and then gave it back to him. When the yang energy contaminated by the ghost returned to his body, it was a little cold at first, so cold that it made him feel a little stinging, and then it would slowly warm up and become hot.
He reacted during this process, and then...
The hand that was touching the key paused, and his eyes revealed thought. The surveillance in the elevator seemed to be just a decoration. When he moved in, he took the elevator up with the landlord. The landlord had specifically reminded him not to leave anything in the elevator, as the surveillance was useless.
Breathe a sigh of relief.
Otherwise, he has a great reputation in this life, and other people can't see ghosts. If the video is taken and spread out, he will become a pervert who can get horny in public!
Le Ziyou became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He opened the door and walked in, then suddenly turned around. The ghost was following him anyway, so he said to the ghost he couldn't see: "Don't come in!"
Feeling that he was too slow to open the door, Chen Zui, who had already walked through the door and sat down on the chair, said:?
Le Ziyou stood at the door, his hands hanging in front of his legs clenched tightly to give himself courage, staring straight ahead. Based on the vague figure of the other person he saw in his memory, his eyes were still looking up.
"You've gone too far tonight!"
"What if someone sees us?"
Chen looked at Le Ziyou with great interest, with a smile on his lips that he himself didn't even notice.
Le Ziyou continued to speak: "You are a ghost yourself, but others can't see you. But have you ever thought about me? You can't bully others like this!"
He wasn't a pervert. Being haunted by a ghost was scary enough, and now he had to go through such a humiliating thing. He was a human being, not a clay figure without a temper: "Just reflect on yourself outside. Come back when you realize your mistakes!"
The door was slammed shut with a bang.
Le Ziyou let out a sigh of anger. He also realized that he couldn't keep pretending to be scared. This would only make the ghost more aggressive. He had to be stronger!
Chen Zui looked at Le Ziyou who was walking towards the bathroom with a proud and confident look.
He chuckled.
——
Le Ziyou came out of the shower and looked at the door, wondering if the ghost had come in.
He still had to find a way, to find a more powerful master. He would not give in just like that. He also had to find a way to get some black dog blood and boy urine.
Le Ziyou blinked twice when he thought of this. He was also a virgin...
No, a virgin does not mean a boy.
He continued to look for the master on his phone, but he still hadn't given up on the idea. Maybe he could give it a try. At most, it would just waste some of his urine, and he wasn't afraid of wasting this thing.
It’s a zero-cost thing like this, so why not try it?
He raised his eyelids and looked around like a thief.
Chen Zui: You are not holding your fart well. You must be planning something bad again.
Le Ziyou thought that he had to find an opportunity to pee on that male ghost!
Pour him to death!
"hey-hey."
Just thinking about it, Le Ziyou couldn't help but laugh foolishly.
Then find the master on your phone.
Aotian: [What did he think of? ]
Chen Zui: [I don’t know.]
But it's definitely not a good thing.
Aotian: [Let me test his affection for you. Are you curious?]
Chen Zui: [It must be a negative number.]
Aotian: [No, we have optimized the Dark Bookstore. In order to allow the host to successfully complete the task, the initial data of the task target is 0. There will be no negative numbers, and there will be no deductions in the future.]
Chen Zui: [I was wondering how you could have such a great system. Turns out you have such a great working environment.]
Although Aotian often receives praise from Chen Zui, he still feels happy.
He began to look at Le Ziyou's favorability towards Chen Zui with great enthusiasm.
[Wow, there's actually a 3% favorability rating. How did that come about?]
Chen Zui was also confused.
Le Ziyou turned over and glanced at his good brother, but it was really great to be in the elevator just now.
It’s a hundred times more fun than playing by yourself.
——
Le Ziyou found the master and made an appointment to meet in two days. In order to prevent the male ghost from following him, he decided to pretend to get along well with the male ghost in the next two days to confuse him.
Early in the morning he began to talk to the air: "You are here, I have made up my mind. Since I can't escape you, I am willing to try to get along with you."
"It just so happens that I have nothing to do these two days, so I'll stay home with you and we can strengthen our relationship."
Chen Zui’s comment on this is: When something is abnormal, there must be something wrong.
Le Ziyou's way of expressing friendliness is to take off the clothes he has been wearing recently.
He really gave it his all.
Standing naked in the middle of the house with his hands on his hips, he said, "From now on, I will no longer be on guard against you."
Aotian quickly turned off his visual perception.
Chen could see most clearly that Le Ziyou's muscles were tense after he took off his clothes. He was obviously very nervous but still did this. It seemed that he was going to do something very bad, and the worst bad thing was to plan how to destroy himself.
Being very tenacious and not discouraged is an advantage.
Le Ziyou came to the chair and sat down. For a moment, his raised butt was very close to Chen Zui's face. After sitting down, because he was a circle taller than Chen Zui, he was completely "framed" by Chen Zui's body.
Le Ziyou was completely oblivious to this. He crossed his legs and began shaking them, with Xiaoniao following suit. "Since we've reached a consensus, and I agree to treat you well, we also have to make three rules. The first is that you can't bully me outside like you did last night."
Chen Zui tilted his head, supported his head with his hands, and looked at Le Ziyou's lips that kept opening and closing: his little mouth was chattering.
"Also, you must never hit me again, let alone spank me. I'm an adult, and you're being disrespectful to me. If you disrespect me, you won't get my love."
Chen Zui gently sniffed the scent belonging to Le Ziyou. It was really strange and he couldn't get enough of it. He ignored what Le Ziyou said and didn't take it seriously at all.
"One more important point." Le Ziyou slapped his leg seriously, "Can you set the room temperature to 26°? That's the most comfortable."
Aotian laughed as he listened: [This is actually the most important thing.]
Chen Zui can indeed control the temperature of the room, but it depends on whether he releases more or less ghost energy. However, I don’t want to cooperate with him. If I cooperate, he will probably be so proud.
Le Ziyou talked to Chen Zui unilaterally all day long to show his friendliness.
Chen Zui never responded.
The next day, Le Ziyou was still in the same state. What surprised Chen the most was that he could talk nonstop for two days.
"What do you look like?"
Le Ziyou, who asked this question, was sitting on the edge of the bed, holding his cheeks with both hands, holding a popsicle in his mouth and taking a sip from time to time, feeling a little expectant and a little uncertain and scared.
He was afraid that the other person was ugly, and he was kissed by an ugly man. He was even more afraid that the other person was ugly and old. He didn't want to live just thinking about it.
But the other person must have a great figure, and with such a good figure, his face shouldn't be too ugly. But God has already given him such a good figure, will he be kind and generous enough to give him a good-looking face?
There is no such good thing.
He took a deep sip of the popsicle and put down his hand that was holding his cheek: "Forget it, forget it, just don't answer me."
It’s better not to know. I can just imagine him as a handsome guy, which will make me feel better. He lay back and imagined the appearance of the male ghost who bullied him according to his own preferences.
"But why did you choose me?"
Le Ziyou couldn't understand it. He couldn't think of any dead person in his life who had such a connection with him.
He sat up suddenly: "Could it be that you are attracted by my beauty?"
Chen Zui looked at Le Ziyou's face, he really liked it. The first time he saw Le Ziyou, he even thought that secretly entering the library was a mission target assigned to him based on his personal preferences.
Le Ziyou suddenly hugged him again: "Or are you greedy for my body, you..."
He automatically swallowed the remaining two words and didn't dare to say them.
I fell back and felt that it was unlikely. How could this guy with such a good figure be greedy for my body? He didn't even have chest muscles or abdominal muscles, just some fat on his butt.
Two days passed peacefully. On the third morning, Le Ziyou packed up and said, "Since you've been so good these past two days and we've been so happy together, I'm going to go out and buy you a gift. You must wait for me at home."
He waited for a while, but there was no movement in the house.
"Well, I'm going out now. I'll be back soon, so don't wander around."
He opened the door and walked out, looking back every step of the way. Before closing the door, he repeated, "Wait for me at home to give you a surprise."
Chen Zui did not follow him. It was a sunny day outside and Chen Zui knew where he was going. Le Ziyou contacted the master again last night and the two chatted for more than half an hour.
What’s interesting is that Le Ziyou is a fake Taoist priest, but he actually trusts others in such matters.
Xu Shuhuai: "When will you let me go?"
Aotian: [Oh, I almost forgot about him. ]
Xu Shuhuai asked Chen Zui this question almost every day, mainly because he was afraid that Chen Zui would forget him. He was a ghost, and he didn't want to stay under the bed forever.
Chen Zui: "Don't worry."
Xu Shuhuai was so angry that he gritted his teeth. It wasn't you who was stuffed under the bed, so of course you didn't have to be in a hurry.
A while later.
Xu Shuhuai: "What was your relationship with him before?"
Chen Zui turned to look under the bed. The evil spirit that bound Xu Shuhuai suddenly tightened, almost twisting his body and making his facial features look painful.
Chen Zui: "I told you, he is mine, don't worry about him at all."
Xu Shuhuai: ...
He must avenge this!
——
Le Ziyou went to find the master on his own. After all, he had already told Mi Jin that he had dealt with the male ghost, and it would be useless even if he told Mi Jin.
In order to get there and back quickly, Le Ziyou spent a huge amount of money to take a taxi to the master.
The master lived in a self-built villa on the outskirts of the city. Even though he arrived very early, there were already quite a few people in the yard, all of whom came here because of his reputation.
Le Ziyou felt much more at ease, thinking that he must be a capable person.
After he entered, he reported his name and registered, received a number plate 7, went under the awning in the yard, and sat on a red plastic bench.
Le Ziyou looked at the group of people who had just entered the door. It would be great if he could achieve this scale.
There was envy in his eyes.
We still need to keep up the good work. He is still young and has a promising future!
It was noon when he arrived. Lezi walked into the room. The chubby master was sitting behind a table. When he saw him, his face was solemn: "Your forehead is black, and you are haunted by ghosts. It's not good."
Le Ziyou sat down in front of the master in a proper manner: "Master, that ghost has been haunting me. Can you give me some weapons so I can kill him?"
The master stared at him again and said, "I didn't expect your condition to be so serious. I originally prepared some talismans for you to help you solve your problem."
As he spoke, he took out a stack of talismans from the drawer of the table.
Le Ziyou looked over and felt that it looked familiar. It was similar to his, with a red talisman on yellow paper, but the talisman was painted differently.
Master: "But in your current situation, these talismans alone are not enough. You also need some treasures."
Le Ziyou clasped his hands together and said, "Master, save me!"
He didn't want to be possessed by a male ghost whose appearance he didn't know.
Hold!
The master gave a few instructions to the person next to him, and soon that person brought a vermilion wooden sword, copper coins strung with red thread, and a bottle of red liquid.
The master stood up and respectfully took the wooden sword. Le Ziyou looked at him and stood up nervously as well.
Master: "This is Zhong Kui's Blood Sword."
Le Ziyou widened his eyes.
The master said: "Originally, I shouldn't have asked for this treasure to come out of the mountain, but I have no choice but to do so to save a life. The rest can be given to you. I am here only to relieve the suffering, not for money."
Le Ziyou: "Thank you, Master."
Master: "But this treasure is different. To invite it out of the mountain, you still need your filial piety. Only when you see your sincerity can I invite it."
Le Ziyou understood: "Master, how much tribute do you think I can give without causing any offense?"
——
Le Ziyou took the sword and tied the red string with the copper coins around his waist, then confidently got into the taxi to go home.
Every time I looked at the box containing the sword, my heart was bleeding. Ten thousand dollars!
But as long as he can get rid of the ghost, he will accept ten thousand yuan.
Chen Zui heard the sound of the door opening and was very happy to see Ziyou appear at the door. His expression was a little nervous and the smile he forced was a little stiff.
"I'm back~"
Le Ziyou walked in and looked around: "Where are you? Come and see the gift I bought for you."
Chen Zui looked at the long box in his hand. Judging from the shape, if he guessed correctly, there should be a sword inside.
Le Ziyou: "Are you here? Can you give me some clues?"
Chen Zui came in front of him and put his hand on the box. Le Ziyou felt one end of the box being pressed down. He raised his eyelids and looked over.
"Are you here?"
Suddenly, a cold wind blew past my ears, and a cold voice appeared in the wind: "Yes, I'm here."
Le Ziyou's breathing became tight, and his ears felt inexplicably hot after the cold wind blew past him.
He stared at where Chen Zui was. His hand, which was under the box, had already grasped the hilt of the sword. This was a box with no bottom that was deliberately made to confuse the ghost.
Le Ziyou curled his lips and said, "Then open the gift yourself."
Because he was too nervous and excited, the muscles at the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably. Although he couldn't see Chen Zui, he could feel the other party tapping the box with his fingers.
Every time the box shook, his heart skipped a beat.
Before the show even officially began, he was almost driven crazy by Chen Zui.
Chen Zui deliberately teased him for a while, then slowly opened the box. The moment the box was opened, Le Ziyou stabbed Chen Zui with the sword stained with black dog blood.
Le Ziyou: Die!
Imagination is beautiful, reality is cruel, nothing happened.
The so-called sword in his hand seemed to have pierced into the air. Le Ziyou was stunned. Chen Zui took a look at the sword that had pierced his chest. It was not as good as the peach wood sword before.
This really has no effect at all.
Le Ziyou didn't want to believe it and chopped several times, but there was still no sign of anything happening. For a second he wondered if the sword was too powerful and turned the ghost into ashes.
"Are you still there?"
He asked tentatively.
Then he heard a noise. He looked in the direction of the sound. His pupils instantly dilated. He looked in disbelief as the peach wood sword he had thrown away appeared from behind the refrigerator and approached him.
He could already imagine what was going to happen next.
Damn Master!
He's a liar just like him!
He stepped back in panic: "You, you..."
Even though he was a good talker, he didn't know how to explain or excuse himself.
Waving the useless broken sword in his hand: "We agreed that you can't fight..."
The hand holding the sword was slapped, and he screamed in pain and dropped the sword. Before the sword even hit the ground, he was pushed onto the bed, knelt on the ground beside the bed, and his pants were stripped off.
Le Ziyou was still struggling: "Don't hit me!"
Chen Zui stared at the red rope with copper coins on his waist. Le Ziyou had fair skin, and wearing such a red rope was very tempting. He waved the peach wood sword in his hand and hit him. This time, it was not only his buttocks that trembled, but also the red rope and the copper coins on it, which dangled on his thin waist.
Le Ziyou, who had been beaten, suddenly became motionless. At this moment, what made him more uncomfortable was not the pain, but the grievance...
It was another peach wood sword, and the red marks it left were almost the same color as the red line on his waist.
Le Ziyou bit his lips tightly and refused to make a sound.
Chen Zui hit him twice as a punishment for his misbehavior.
But last time he was beaten, he screamed, but this time he was unusually quiet. Chen Zui put down the peach wood sword and walked around to the front, where he saw a face that looked aggrieved and tearful.
Le Ziyou also realized that his punishment was over. He pulled up his pants without saying a word, crawled into the quilt, covered himself tightly, and curled up into a ball.
It looks a bit pitiful.
In the darkness, Le Ziyou's tears kept falling. He was bullied by ghosts, taken advantage of by ghosts, and cheated of his money. Now he was going to be beaten by ghosts. No matter how he thought about it, he felt so wronged that he almost couldn't breathe.
That’s ten thousand dollars…
Damn liar!
Chen Zui listened to the suppressed crying sound, and then looked at the tightly wrapped quilt. Not wanting that he would suffocate himself, he reached out to pull the quilt, but the other party was struggling with him, holding on to the quilt and refusing to let go.
Chen Zui frowned slightly, exerted force with his hands, and forcefully pulled the quilt open.
Le Ziyou sat up, ignoring the pain, closing his eyes and stiffening his neck as he shouted, "I've already beaten you, what else do you want to do? Beat me to death if you can!"
Tears were falling.
Chen Zui: "Do you want to teach that liar a lesson?"
Le Ziyou opened his eyes immediately and looked ahead uncertainly: "Can you help me?"
There was a salty and wet taste of tears in her voice, as if she was acting coquettishly.
Chen Zui: “Yeah.”
Le Ziyou instantly regained his health, wiped his tears vigorously, and got out of bed: "Then you must scare him well. It would be best if you can make him return the ten thousand yuan to me and give me at least another ten thousand yuan in compensation."
"Let's go now." He hurried to the door, muttering, "I've never been cheated out of money before. We must not let him go!"
Chen Zui thought Le Ziyou was a really amazing person.
Lezi swam out the door and looked back: "Are you following me?"
Chen Zui wiped his hand across Le Ziyu's eyes and released more ghost energy at the same time.
Then Le Ziyou saw a vague and tall shadow.
Subconsciously, she took a step back, staring blankly at the shadow in front of her with her red eyes from tears.
His facial features were blurry, except for his eyes, which were much clearer. They were as dark as a deep pool, revealing coldness and sharpness.
One look at it will suck your mind away.
Chen Zui turned his eyes away.
Le Ziyou finally came to his senses and spun around. What was going on? Was his heart beating a little faster? Was his face feeling a little hot? Although he couldn't see clearly, he saw such beautiful eyes.
People with beautiful eyes are usually not that ugly.
Le Ziyou entered the elevator in a daze. He lowered his head and saw the ghost following him in. He stood next to him, wearing trousers and leather shoes under a black windbreaker that reached his calves.
Why does he feel like a handsome ghost?
After leaving the community, a cool breeze blew past my ears: "Lead the way."
Le Ziyou flew up before he could react, which almost scared him to death as he was afraid of heights. He fell directly into Chen Zui's arms.
Chen Zui took him to the master's residence.
During this time, Le Ziyou opened his eyes after adapting a little, and secretly looked at the ghost in front of him. It was still blurry, but it looked very handsome to him!
And he also helped me to get revenge and vent my anger!
Actually, if you think about it, he's not that bad.
Aotian: [Favorability has reached 5%.]
Chen Zui glanced at Le Ziyou who was secretly watching him. The tip of his nose was still red. He cried too hard before. If he cried even harder, would his whole body turn red?
The suburbs are quiet at night.
Chen Zui appeared in the master's yard with Le Ziyou. There was no light on, so he must have gone to bed.
Le Ziyou let go of Chen Zui and was already sharpening his fists, unable to wait to rush in immediately and scare the guy who dared to cheat him of his money to death.
Chen floated in first and opened the door from the inside.
Lezi walked in.
Chen Zui: "Wait for me here."
Le Ziyou was very obedient, but before Chen Zui went upstairs, he grabbed his arm and said, "Then you have to scare him down. I want to participate too."
Chen Zui looked into his sparkling eyes and said, "Benefits."
"I want benefits."
Le Ziyou couldn't look him in the eye and lowered his gaze.
benefit?
"Then I'll burn some paper for you, burn more." In Le Ziyou's opinion, this is equivalent to giving money directly, which is the best benefit.
Chen Zui: “Heh——”
Chen Zui: "Forget it, I'll collect it from you later."
He went upstairs, walked through the door and into the dark bedroom. He raised his long legs and kicked the bed domineeringly and arrogantly.
The kick woke up the two people on the bed, and they shivered and moved towards each other. The master touched the switch and his wife touched her glasses.
The light turned on for a moment and then went out.
In the darkness, Chen Zui kicked the bed again and again, making clanging sounds.
Le Ziyou downstairs heard screams one after another.
The master and his wife hugged each other and cried bitterly.
"Who is it? Please let us go!"
"Please, please... We will pray for your salvation and perform rituals for you..."
Suddenly the bed became quiet and the lights came on. The two people hugging each other looked around nervously, their eyes fixed on the open door.
Without hesitation, he ran towards the door, and just as he reached the door, the light suddenly exploded.
The two were so frightened that they screamed and crawled downstairs.
Le Ziyou ignored the two of them and looked at the tall ghost figure slowly walking out from behind.
There was a subtle change in my heart.
Not so scary anymore.
And I think he’s awesome!
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