"oh oh…"
After hearing what Song Ning said, Qiao An lowered his head and reached into his pocket.
He spent half the night at Zhou Xingyao's place, and when he finally did, he didn't even bother to take off his clothes and just lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
He had put the yellow talisman Song Ning gave him last night in his trouser pocket. How did it disappear?!
"Don't take it..."
If you can’t find the yellow talisman, it means it has turned to ashes.
Song Ning couldn't help but yawn again, "It seems that the old man really came to see you last night..."
Upon hearing this, Qiao An couldn't help but shudder.
"Isn't the old man dead?"
"If I die, I can't come to you?"
Now it was Qiao Bao's turn to gloat over the misfortune.
He has been "meeting" Uncle more frequently recently. The more he sees him, the less afraid he is.
Qiao An looked at Qiao Bao in fear, "He's dead... why are you looking for me?"
"How did you come to find you?"
Qiao Bao patted Qiao An's shoulder with a wicked smile, and stretched out his hand to greet the back: "Mr. Yu, good morning!"
"ah!"
Qiao An was so scared by Qiao Bao that she almost peed her pants.
"Haha... Look at you, such a coward! Don't ever tell anyone you know my sister-in-law when you go out..."
Qiao Bao raised his chin happily, with a look of pride in his eyes.
"Is the person you met from this village?"
Song Ning asked thoughtfully, which stunned Qiao Bao.
"This... the master didn't say..."
Qiao Bao scratched his head. "Uncle just said that Zhou Xingyao and others are planning something! He's definitely up to something!"
"He couldn't stand it, and... he even knocked the man down twice..."
Qiao Bao couldn't help laughing as he spoke, "That kid must have been scared to death!"
"My uncle said that if he hadn't learned the art of ghost wall-traversing, he would have made that kid walk around the graveyard for a whole night..."
Qiao Bao was cheering for his uncle crazily in his heart, your uncle is still your uncle!
Well done!
Song Ning curled the corners of her mouth and said, "Just play for fun. If you go too far, you will be punished!"
"You go and light two sticks of incense for the old man, and bring a bottle of wine and some snacks..."
I guess the uncle was seriously injured by the amulet last night.
Fortunately, he is already a ghost, so offering him some incense will make him better...
"Tell him to stop looking for you if he has nothing to do. Humans and ghosts are on different paths!"
"knew!"
Qiao Bao responded loudly, then looked at Song Ning hesitantly.
"Um... I also want a protective shield..."
"hey-hey…"
Song Ning threw a yellow paper ball at his head without even raising her head.
"Go ask your mother to sew you a small sachet to carry with you..."
"Got it! Thank you, sister-in-law!"
Qiao Yubao immediately smiled so hard that his teeth showed and he ran home holding the yellow paper ball like a treasure.
"sister in law…"
Qiao An shrank his neck in fear, "Are there really ghosts in this world?"
When Song Ning heard Qiao An's question, she immediately straightened her face.
"If you believe, you will have it; if you don't believe, you won't have it!"
“You have to believe in science!”
The corner of Qiao An's mouth twitched, "Then why did you draw so many yellow talismans?"
Song Ning choked, "Practice calligraphy..."
"Calligraphy? I think it's just scribbles!"
Joan muttered softly.
"Oh, by the way, I overheard last night... Zhou Xingyao seemed to be doing something with someone in his dream..."
"I also heard him mention Qiao Ran..."
Qiao An clenched his fist fiercely, "Sooner or later I will teach him a lesson!"
"I see…"
Song Ning couldn't help but yawn again, turned around and waved at Qiao An.
"I'm going to take a nap, don't disturb me if you have nothing to do!"
"Hey...sister-in-law..."
"Shh!"
Song Ning suddenly leaned over, stretched out her finger and pressed it on her lips, "Be good!"
In the morning mist, the girl was wearing a light pink gauze dress, looking as pretty and playful as an elf in the forest.
Teach people not to blaspheme lightly...
Qiao An was stuck in her tracks. "Mom said...I want to go out with you tomorrow..."
Unfortunately, Song Ning didn't hear a word of this.
The fact that she didn't sleep well last night caused her brain to short-circuit, and she had long forgotten what she had promised Zhang Lan.
"What do you want to do?"
As soon as Song Ning walked into the room, she saw Qiao Ran blocking her bed, looking like he was going to accuse her.
After Qiao Bo died, Qiao Ran moved into Song Ning's house.
Compared to having a bed to yourself, sharing a room with someone you hate is not so unbearable.
"Didn't you hear everything?"
Song Ning looked at Qiao Ran with a half-smile, "You should ask your brother Xingyao about this."
"Do you really think I believe your lies?! What the hell!"
Qiao Ran sneered, "What can I tell you when the person is dead?!"
"Others may believe in your feudal superstitions, but I don't!"
"Playing tricks!"
"If you don't believe it, then don't believe it. Why are you arguing with me?!"
This time, Song Ning yawned several times, and her eyes were wet.
"Tell Mom I don't want breakfast, don't call me!"
Song Ning walked around Qiao Ran and lazily fell on the bed, hugging the pillow comfortably.
Seeing Qiao Ran still standing by the bed, he forced one eye open and said, "Don't forget to close the door when you go out!"
"Don't shout, be careful of your brother Xingyao!"
Qiao Ran's anger was suppressed in his heart and turned into a fart, which was released with a puff.
"You can't argue with your mouth, so you use your butt?"
Song Ning pinched her nose in disgust, "Luckily you thought of that!"
"ah…"
Qiao Ran went crazy and wanted to tear Song Ning's mouth apart!
"Zhou Xingyao, huh?"
Qiao Ran was speechless again.
Song Ning smiled as smugly as she could.
It feels so good to threaten people!
Maybe…
Could she pick up her identity as a concubine and try to be a vicious female supporting role?
"Don't forget to close the door when you go out!"
Qiao Ran clenched his fists and his face turned red.
The whole person is like a puffed-up pufferfish, his body filled with anger and ready to explode if poked.
But Song Ning just wanted to poke her.
"Aren't you going out yet? Do you need me to ask you to treat Zhou Xingyao well?"
"You dare!"
Qiao Ran's eyes were about to spit fire.
"Why should I be afraid? You've already said I'm a believer in feudal superstition..."
Song Ning raised an eyebrow at Qiao Ran, "Besides...don't you just not believe it?"
"Oh~"
Song Ning suddenly made an expression of sudden enlightenment, "You want to meet me too?"
"That's easy, I..."
Song Ning raised her hand and pretended to poke Qiao Ran on the forehead. Qiao Ran was frightened and ran out in panic.
What uncle? Whoever wants to see him can go and see him!
She doesn't want to see it!
Song Ning really hated it!
"Your uncle is still your uncle..."
Song Ning was a little bored. After being teased by Qiao Ran, she suddenly lost her sleepiness.
There has been no peace since she came through.
This level of work intensity is almost catching up with her previous workload.
When will it end?
I don't know why there are so many things happening in this plane...
Song Ning had been taken care of by Qiao Bo in every possible way since she came here. Qiao Bo suddenly disappeared, and she was a little uncomfortable with it.
I don’t know what Qiao Bo is doing now?
(My stockpiled manuscripts are exhausted, I’ll update twice a day. I don’t feel like typing anymore, I want to go fishing…)
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