Chapter 45
Cheng Puyu huddled in a corner, holding a bunch of skewers, eating while watching Rong Jing and the white-clothed ghost quarreling.
Although he didn't know how things had developed to this point.
When Rong Jing first realized that the ghost in white was difficult to deal with, he gestured to him to run away, so as to avoid being caught in the fight and being wiped out if he was not careful.
Cheng Puyu obediently ran to the next room, dragging Xu Yue away with him before running.
After arriving in the next room and settling Xu Yue down, Cheng Puyu crouched against the wall like a gecko, listening to the noises coming from next door. After three seconds, he quickly slapped his forehead. Rong Jing wasn't Chi Bai; he never used the mute button during a fight.
So, he couldn't hear any sound at all.
So, Cheng Puyu carefully moved closer to the window and lay on it to watch Rong Jing fighting with the white-clothed ghost.
Who knew that while they were playing, the two of them would get together and point at their phones.
Cheng Puyu: “……?”
"Little ghost over there!" The voice suddenly shattered the silent note and exploded from Cheng Puyu's ears. He stood up suddenly, and the skewers fell to the ground in a panic. Before he could show a heartbroken expression, he saw a burst of ghost energy turned into a stream of light, which gathered the skewers that were about to fall to the ground and covered with dust, and flew into the hands of the source of the sound.
The white-robed ghost looked down at the skewers, and when he saw Cheng Puyu staring at him with wide eyes, he hooked his finger at him and said, "Come here."
Cheng Puyu: “…”
He glanced at Rong Jing, and seeing that Rong Jing didn't seem to want to stop him, he touched his nose guiltily and floated in front of the White-Robed Ghost. Then, he placed the phone in front of him, and the White-Robed Ghost's unhappy voice reached his ears: "Who of us is prettier?"
Cheng Puyu: “……?”
So, Rong Jing and the white-clothed ghost got together just now to discuss this issue?
He stared at Xie Changshi in the photo, with Rong Jing standing behind him.
He looked at the ghost in white again. Although there was no one behind him, he seemed very powerful, as if he could crush him into pieces with one hand.
No matter how you look at it, it's a situation where you can't offend either side.
Comrade Xiao Cheng finally put to use the skills he had learned after starting work, and commented impartially: "They are both beautiful in their own ways."
The white-robed ghost's eyebrows twitched slightly, and his voice rose at the end: "Oh? Tell me more."
Cheng Puyu: "Our Mr. Xie, at such a young age, is in charge of the huge Xie Group. He has an aura of a domineering CEO. You, dressed in white, look more like a god than a ghost."
Rong Jing: “…”
He couldn't help but take out his cell phone and share his new discovery with Xie Changshi: work has completely changed the face of ghosts.
The boy's expression when he looked at Cheng Puyu was hard to describe, but the ghost in white was very satisfied. He looked at Cheng Puyu as if he was looking at a piece of unpolished jade.
The white-robed ghost pointed at Cheng Puyu and said to Rong Jing, "You see, we ghosts have better eyesight than you zombies."
Rong Jing no longer wanted to argue with him about who was more handsome. In his heart, Xie Changshi was the most handsome!
He gathered the peach wood sword and talisman paper in his arms and raised his face to the white-robed ghost: "You are such a powerful ghost, why do you bully an ordinary person for no reason? You scared him so much that he couldn't sleep well for several days."
Speaking of this, the White-Robed Ghost, who had just smiled at Cheng Puyu's compliment, suddenly changed his expression and snorted again: "Who told him to say I'm ugly?"
Rong Jing: “……?”
The White-Robed Ghost took a bite of the nearly forgotten kebab and asked, "Is there any wine later?" He decisively sat down cross-legged on the ground, then called Rong Jing and Cheng Puyu to his side and said, "Sit down and talk."
The story begins three days ago.
That day, Xu Yue's nephew brought a few friends from school to eat hot pot at Xu Yue's rental apartment. Xu Yue's nephew was currently in college, and the two were close friends. This kind of hot pot experience wasn't unique to Xu Yue, so he didn't take it seriously. That evening, when he returned home and opened the door, he was immediately greeted by a faint, slightly foul odor.
So he frowned and said, "It stinks."
When he walked to the window and was about to open it for ventilation, he unexpectedly saw a small portrait in the corner of the sofa. It was about half the size of a mobile phone, with a strange watercolor painting on it.
So, when Xu Yue threw the thing into the trash can, he also said: "What the hell, it's so ugly."
Good heavens, this really touched the fragile hearts of some people.
The white-clothed ghost, who was still in the house at that time, turned his head and stared at Xu Yue expressionlessly.
After listening to the entire conversation, Rong Jing pulled out his phone, opened a webpage, and searched for the words "什么鬼" (what ghost). He then reported in a deadpan voice, "It's an internet buzzword, now a catchphrase used by many people, usually to express curiosity and doubt about something."
Then he delivered the fatal blow: "How long have you been dead? You don't even know this."
White Ghost: "How can you zombies be so presumptuous? Do you have any manners?"
Rong Jing ignored him and asked him again, "So why are you at Xu Yue's house out of the blue?"
This is also a question that Cheng Puyu is curious about.
According to the White-Clothed Ghost's narration, he and Xu Yue seemed to have no financial relationship at all. If that was the case, why would he go to someone else's house for no reason?
The white-robed ghost bit off the bamboo stick and snorted again: "You should ask Xu Yue's nephew about this. They played spirit magic after eating hot pot."
Summoning spirits is a kind of game, and the one that is most familiar to the public is the Pen Fairy.
Cheng Puyu now felt that although this white-clothed ghost brother seemed to have a bad temper, comparable to Chi Bai from the special department, he was not a ghost who could not distinguish right from wrong, so he chatted with him for a while: "They recruited you? Then they are quite powerful."
"No." The white-robed ghost said expressionlessly, "They attracted my food."
He didn't say anything at that time, wanting to see which bastard was so bold as to snatch the food from him, so he followed the food and floated to Xu Yue's house.
When we got there, we found out that it was just a bunch of little kids playing with spirits, and they looked stupid.
Rong Jing: “…”
Cheng Puyu: “…”
The white-robed ghost sneered, "It's a good thing I came along, otherwise those little brats would have been waiting to die."
Rong Jing paused.
This is possible. The spirits summoned are evil spirits that are trapped in certain places and cannot leave. If they really came to Xu Yue's house, Xu Yue would probably see a room full of corpses when he came back.
Now that the matter is clear, Xu Yue's problem has been resolved.
Rong Jing glanced at the sky, which was almost bright, and asked the ghost in white, "Now that you've figured out it was all a misunderstanding, are you going back?"
The white-robed ghost glanced at him and started snorting again: "I finally got out, why should I go back?"
For some reason, after hearing this, Rong Jing suddenly had a bad feeling in his heart. Sure enough, the next second, the white-robed ghost patted his white robe, raised his chin, and said to Rong Jing, "You support me."
Rong Jing: “…Ah?”
White Ghost: "Ah what?"
"You are very presumptuous," Rong Jing said, pointing to his nose, "and I am still supported by others."
The white-robed ghost's eyebrows twitched slightly, as if he had figured something out. He asked, "Is that the one you said was prettier than me?"
Rong Jing nodded.
White-robed ghost: "Then ask him if he is willing to raise another ghost."
Rong Jing: “…”
Seeing Rong Jing still hesitate, the ghost in white threatened him: "Otherwise I will enter Xu Yue's dream every day and scare him every day."
Rong Jing’s comment was so childish.
However, the threat was quite effective. He thought about it carefully, his dark eyes rolled, and he said, "You can't eat and drink for free." After getting a nod from the white-robed ghost, he relented, "Then I'll go back and discuss it with Xie Changshi."
Then, holding his face, he said, "Before that, shouldn't you introduce yourself?"
The ghost in white glared at him and raised his chin slightly: "Si Liu, you were also a Taoist priest in your previous life, but you were unlucky and died early."
…
After resolving Xu Yue's problem, Xu Yue came to the studio the next afternoon to thank Rong Jing.
After what happened last night, Xu Yue lay on the bed and fell into a deep sleep. He slept for a long time, but he didn't dream.
The ghost in white seemed to have completely disappeared.
Xu Yue was so moved that he almost cried.
After thanking him, I came out and saw Yan Yingyao talking to an elderly man about getting a number. I couldn't help but feel a little surprised and walked over to ask, "Why are you here today?"
Yan Yingyao touched his face and said modestly: "I have just been officially promoted to Master Rong's assistant."
Xu Yue was surprised and praised him repeatedly, and gave Yan Yingyao a thumbs up, which made Yan Yingyao want to throw money over his head.
After seeing Xu Yue off, Yan Yingyao turned to sweep up the trash on the ground. It was a plastic bag. Just as he was about to bend down, he saw the plastic bag suddenly rise into the air, then float and float, straight into the trash can.
Yan Yingyao: “……?”
Si Liu, who was passing by, glanced at him, then went back to the studio and sat down on the chair in front of the mirror. He asked, "How did you discuss it with your owner?"
Rong Jing knew he was talking about Xie Changshi. Recalling his conversation with Xie Changshi this morning, the man only raised his eyebrows after hearing this and confirmed it for a moment: "He is very powerful, and you can't beat him?"
Rong Jing was sitting on the sofa eating steamed custard buns given by his owner. He thought carefully for a moment before answering, "I haven't really tried it, but he looks like he's been dead for many years. The chances of beating him are only 20%."
Xie Changshi: "Then let's raise them together."
Meeting the boy's wide eyes, the man slowly added the rest of his words: "Fifty thousand a month, I'll be your personal bodyguard, with food and lodging provided."
Rong Jing: “…”
So this is what it means to raise someone.
Rong Jing bit off the rabbit head of the custard bun and nodded repeatedly.
At this moment, facing Si Liu, he repeated Xie Changshi's words truthfully, secretly observing Si Liu's expression as he spoke. When he heard the word "bodyguard", Si Liu didn't seem to change his mood. Instead, he said proudly, "As for fighting, I'm the best."
Moreover, before coming here, he had already learned about the current prices in human society. Fifty thousand a month is considered a very high salary. It seems that the owner of the little zombie is a good person.
So he nodded decisively: "Okay, it's settled. If you need any fighting work in the future, just call me anytime."
Rong Jing was very pleased with the fact that he had abducted a strong and powerful bodyguard. Coincidentally, there were no customers at the moment, so he casually told Si Liu about Taozi Temple, wanting to see if Si Liu knew anything about it. However, when Si Liu heard that Taozi Temple had only been established for a hundred years, he immediately became disgusted: "When I died, this Taoist temple was not even built yet."
In other words, I don’t understand.
Then he frowned, stared at Rong Jing's fair face, and asked, "You just said you were from Xuantian Temple?"
Rong Jing nodded.
Si Liu: "Then do you know a fool named Feng Si?"
Rong Jing's eyes lit up when he heard Feng Si's words, but when he heard the word "idiot," he silently swallowed back the words, "That's my uncle-master." His eyes darted around, meeting Si Liu's gaze, his face filled with a 'What? I haven't heard of that?' expression.
Then he uttered a few words with certainty: "I don't know."
Si Liu stared at him for a few seconds and snorted coldly: "Little liar."
Rong Jing: “…”
…
After Rong Jing's studio had an assistant and a bodyguard, life didn't change much.
Although Si Liu showed his face in front of Yan Yingyao, Yan Yingyao turned around and asked, "Master Si, so you will accept me as your disciple?"
A question mark slowly appeared above the camera of Rong, who was sitting and eating.
Then I heard Si Liu say, "I won't accept people like you."
Yan Yingyao's heart was so unexpectedly broken into countless pieces by Si Liu's ruthless rejection. He took a tissue and wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, then looked at Rong Jing again: "Master, then I will wait for you to accept me as your disciple."
Rong Jing looked at him with disdain. To be honest, he didn't want to accept it anymore.
After a peaceful week, at five o'clock on Friday evening, Rong Jing locked the door and hung a small sign on the gate saying "Temporarily Closed". Then he looked at the man and the ghost beside him and said, "Take a two-day break and come back to work on Monday."
Yan Yingyao had been working obediently for a week and couldn't hold it in any longer.
When Rong Jing announced that he would be taking a two-day break, he immediately took out his phone and found a number. The moment he dialed the number and got through, he shouted, "Call me, I'll see you tonight at Chunzui."
Rong Jing heard from Song Qing that Chunzui was the most famous bar in Yancheng and Yan Yingyao was a frequent visitor there.
After notifying everyone, Yan Yingyao couldn't wait to wave excitedly to Rong Jing and Si Liu: "Goodbye, Masters."
Then he turned around and sat in the driver's seat of the Koenigsegg CCXR. The sports car engine began to roar, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the street like a black stream of light.
Rong Jing retracted his gaze, looked at Si Liu, and said to him: "Senior, if you feel bored, you can go to Xiao Cheng. It would be nice to go to Tianditong with Xiao Cheng for a walk and a meal on the weekend."
Rong Jing arranged everything very well, and Si Liu was very satisfied. However, he still asked curiously, "Then why are you going?"
The boy smiled widely, a smile that he couldn't hide: "I'm going to the beach for vacation."
Si Liu: "Then I'll go too."
Rong Jingjing put on a face-changing performance, immediately putting away his smile and taking a step back: "I'll go with Xie Changshi."
No third person is welcome.
Even ghosts can’t do that.
Hearing Xie Changshi's name, Si Liu narrowed his eyes and looked Rong Jing up and down for a full half minute. In the end, he didn't say anything more, but turned around and suddenly disappeared from the spot.
After seeing them off, he walked to the intersection of Changhua Street, got into the Cullinan, and immediately said, "Let's go!"
Xie Changshi was dressed casually today, his shirt sleeves rolled up to his forearms, revealing his fair, slender wrists and the red string tying them. He raised his hand to restrain the overly excited young man and said to the driver, "Let's go to the restaurant for dinner first."
"OK."
After dinner, the car drove on the highway to Ancheng.
Ancheng was a three-hour drive from Yancheng, not a long time, but as soon as he got in the car, Rong Jing felt bored. He'd taken a ghost exorcism job the night before, so he hadn't slept much. He'd rushed to the studio early in the morning and worked all day. Now that it was quiet, his head felt dizzy and he was so sleepy he could barely keep his eyes open.
Xie Changshi caught a glimpse of the young men yawning one after another from the corner of his eye. He turned his head and looked over, saying softly, "Go to sleep if you're tired. I'll call you when we get there."
"Hmm."
He responded vaguely and didn't bother to be polite with Xie Changshi. He leaned on the man's shoulder and closed his eyes. His breathing quickly calmed down.
Rong Jing's body quickly fell into Xie Changshi's arms as the car swayed slightly. The man lowered his eyes and stretched out his long arm, easily embracing the defenseless boy. Rong Jing sniffed the familiar scent and fell into an even more peaceful sleep.
When I woke up again, I was no longer in the car.
Rong Jing lowered his head in confusion. Beneath him was a bed. He looked around again. This was clearly a room. He walked barefoot to the slightly open window. He leaned over the window sill and pushed it open. The sea breeze swept in, lifting the gauze curtains on both sides, allowing Rong Jing to see the scene outside more clearly.
Looking out from here, first there is a soft sandy beach, then the dim lights. The lights and the moonlight blend and scatter, printing out the glittering sea. The sea surface sparkles with a beautiful and dazzling luster like glass, which makes Rong Jing a little dazed.
He suddenly remembered what happened twelve years ago.
It was a Friday, and Rong Jing turned on the TV and saw a variety show being filmed at the beach. The guests were discussing going to the beach to pick up crabs the next morning, and he listened with gusto. When Xie Changshi got home from class, he rushed over to him and suggested, "Xie Changshi, after you finish your college entrance exam, why don't we go to the beach to pick up crabs?"
Xie Changshi was already accustomed to his sudden thoughts, but his eyes swept across the TV playing beside him, and he nodded seriously and said, "Okay."
As a result, before Xie Changshi finished his college entrance examination, he went to sleep in a coffin.
"Awake?" The man's familiar voice woke Rong Jing from his memories. He turned his head and saw Xie Changshi pushing the door open. Rong Jing said to him with bright eyes, "There are crabs over there."
Xie Changshi looked in the direction of the boy's finger, but saw nothing.
After all, crabs are not as small as rabbits, so it is normal that Xie Changshi cannot see them with his eyesight.
So he suggested: "Want to go shopping?"
"want!"
The little zombie, who had never seen the sea before, took off his shoes and ran around like a happy dog, stepping hard into the sea water. When Xie Changshi was not paying attention, he bent down, scooped up a handful of water and splashed it on the man.
Xie Changshi failed to dodge in time and was splashed directly.
The seawater soaked his thin white shirt, the fabric clinging to his chest and waist, outlining his toned muscles. The man raised his eyebrows slightly, and just as he was about to pick up the little bastard, he heard a loud slap and a hand slapped him.
Xie Changshi lowered his head.
Rong Jing also lowered his head.
The boy's palm was pressed against his chest, rising and falling with his breathing.
Rong Jing: "...I said I was afraid you would hit me, so I wanted to put a talisman on you, but I didn't remember I was at the beach and didn't have any talisman paper with me. Do you believe me?"
This was truly a subconscious act of resistance on his part.
Xie Changshi looked at him with a half-smile and said, "I thought you wanted to put a pig-transforming charm on me."
Rong Jing: "That's called a transformation talisman. Turning into a pig is just one of its functions."
Rong Jing was being petty and quietly withdrew his hand while speaking, but the moonlight and the light fell on the man's body, revealing his strong and beautiful abdominal muscles. He didn't know whether he was blinded or confused, and actually touched him.
He also expressed his feelings: "It feels really good."
Still want to touch it.
The moment his fingertips touched her lower abdomen, the man's body suddenly tensed up without her noticing.
Xie Changshi saw him running away after teasing someone. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the boy's back for a while, then pretended to be nonchalant and walked forward. When he got close to the boy, he suddenly called out, "Rong Jing."
Rong Jing was caught off guard and turned around.
The next second, the sea water hit my face.
Then it flowed over his collarbone and into his clothes. The slightly cool touch made him hiss softly, then he bent down to scoop up more water and splash it on Xie Changshi.
While splashing water, he shouted, "Why are you so vindictive!"
Then he poured it harder.
Seeing that he couldn't avoid it, Xie Changshi simply joined the fight. After just a few splashes, the excited boy suddenly let out a cry of "ouch". He raised one foot and was about to speak when his whole body shook twice and fell into the water with a bang.
Seeing this, Xie Changshi subconsciously reached out to grab his wrist, but the young man grabbed his hand and exerted force.
Bang.
Water splashed everywhere, Rong Jing fell into the sea, and Xie Changshi fell on him.
The two men collided, and before Xie Changshi could react, Rong Jing quickly flipped over and sat on the man's waist.
Her fair, round knees knelt on the soft sand, the sea water crashing against the skin of her calves with the evening tide. Rong Jing placed her hands on the man's chest, her eyebrows raised, her whole face filled with a smile: "You didn't expect that, did you?"
Xie Changshi lay in the sea, his shirt having lost two buttons during the earlier fight, now hanging loosely. He looked at the young man with some helplessness, then smiled and said, "Nice acting."
"That's not acting." Rong Jing suddenly leaned in close to him, the warmth of her skin seeping in through the seawater. Xie Changshi tensed slightly, but saw Rong Jing's fingers groping in the seawater. Then, with a splash, his hand rose, and his fingertips grasped a very small crab. "I just stepped on it."
But later he took advantage of the situation and deceived Xie Changshi.
However, just as he finished speaking, Rong Jing suddenly cried out again.
This time he was not lying, because when Xie Changshi turned his gaze, he saw Rong Jing's finger being pricked by the claws of the little crab. Rong Jing, who did not react for a moment, subconsciously let go of his hand, and the little crab fell into the water with a plop.
Rong Jing: “!”
He bent down again, turned around and looked over there, his fingers constantly sweeping in the sea water, determined to catch the little crab.
But the next moment, Xie Changshi's hand grasped his wrist. The man's eyes were darker than the night sky tonight. His voice was slightly hoarse as he whispered, "Get up from me first and then look for crabs."
Rong Jing: "Then I won't look for it anymore."
Xie Changshi: "Even if you don't look for it, you have to get up."
Before he could utter "Why?", Rong Jing paused.
...Wait, something hit him?
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