After Song Ning prepared her things, she picked up her small bag and opened the door.
Outside the door, He Xin, with a smile on her face, was holding a large porcelain jar and was about to knock on the door.
Just as she placed her hand on the door, it was suddenly opened from the inside.
He Xin immediately put down his hand and put on a smiling face.
"Joe..."
"Why is it you?!"
He Xin didn't look at anyone and subconsciously spoke out his true feelings.
As soon as he said this, He Xin lowered his head to hide the anger in his eyes.
Song Ning raised an eyebrow and looked at He Xin, "Why can't it be me?"
"This is my home. Where else can I be if not here?! But you..."
Song Ning glanced at the opposite side and said, "That's your home, right?"
"Wrong way..."
He Xin lowered his head and didn't say much to Song Ning for a while.
Her target was clear, and that was Qiao Bo.
Apart from paying some attention to Qiao Bo, He Xin would be careful to maintain the relationship between neighbors, but this was not necessary for Song Ning.
After He Xin finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the opposite door without looking up.
Song Ning narrowed her eyes, which was really unpleasant to look at!
Song Ning's hands moved, intending to teach He Xin a little lesson...
He Xin turned around without noticing anything, and a man suddenly appeared between He Xin and Song Ning, stretching out his arms to block He Xin.
"Don't hurt her..."
The man looked at Song Ning pleadingly, "If you have any anger, you can vent it on me. Let her go..."
"Tsk tsk...love is truly stronger than gold!"
Song Ning's lips curled slightly, and she looked at the male ghost in front of her with a look of admiration.
"They're almost cuckolding you, and you're still protecting me!"
"Aren't you afraid that people will call you a cuckold?!"
The male ghost lowered his head with a gloomy expression, but his body remained firm as he stood in front of He Xin.
"Who are you talking to?"
He Xin turned around in confusion and looked at Song Ning with a look of surprise and doubt.
"What green hat ghost? What's going on here..."
The last incident left a huge psychological shadow on He Xin, and now she can't stand hearing any supernatural things.
Song Ning raised an eyebrow and looked at the male ghost, "You come or me?"
"I…"
The male ghost squeezed out a low, hoarse voice from his throat, "I will watch her and prevent her from disturbing you again..."
"All right!"
Song Ning shrugged and made a gesture of invitation.
"Neuropathy!"
He Xin looked around in panic, took out the key with trembling hands, opened the door, and rushed in.
Kata!
The iron gate was locked from the inside, and He Xin leaned against the door with cold sweat on his forehead.
Since the last incident, Zhao Liang has become much more honest.
Although he still stayed by He Xin's side, he had never shown his face in front of He Xin.
He Xin could feel his presence, but she could not find any evidence of his existence.
That feeling of being watched all the time, like a shadow following you, like a bone in your throat...
In this way, the string in He Xin's heart was always tense and could not relax for a moment.
This also made He Xin more determined to hold on to Qiao Bo. These days, she would run to Qiao Bo whenever she had free time.
Either borrowing salt or sending food, he racked his brains to find a way to get close to Qiao Bo.
Qiao Bo was scared of her these days. Whenever he saw her, he subconsciously wanted to hide. He Xin hadn't seen Qiao Bo for several days.
This morning she heard from the people in the family compound that there was a vendor selling fried dough sticks outside, so she ran out excitedly to buy a few.
I was planning to send it to Qiao Bo to show my presence, but I didn't expect him to see Song Ning.
When did she come?
Will Qiao Bo take her over?
How could she be so lucky?!
He Xin leaned against the door with a distorted look on his face.
"Sooner or later..."
She will take his place!
Through the door panel, Zhao Liang stared at He Xin with a complicated expression.
In the past, he was half-souled and completely irrational, and he followed He Xin purely on instinct.
After Song Ning gathered all his souls for him, he did not regain his memory and sanity, but his heart was clouded by unwillingness...
He was madly jealous of Qiao Bo. On what basis could Qiao Bo survive safely and be promoted based on his military merits?
Why didn't Qiao Bo stop him and let him die in vain?
Why couldn't Qiao Bo give him a few more talismans...
Jealousy and unwillingness corroded his heart, making him even more resentful.
Plus, He Xin didn't seem to be sad at all about his death. Instead, she looked eager to try and climb over the wall...
This deeply stimulated Zhao Liang, causing him to do that to He Xin without hesitation...
Afterwards, he felt extremely remorseful and wanted to appear in front of He Xin to apologize to her.
But he had no choice. That time when Song Ning asked for help, he was injured by Song Ning's talisman and had no ability to show himself in front of He Xin.
Now that I have finally recovered from my injury, I witnessed the scene this morning.
Zhao Liang felt as if his heart was being torn apart.
It was not until he heard the sound of the door being locked from inside that Zhao Liang came back to his senses.
He looked up at Song Ning, and his dejected look, as if he was about to cry, only made Song Ning frown.
Song Ning: ...
Damn! I see this guy as soon as I go out...
What bad luck!
"Can you wait for me for a moment..."
Zhao Liang's voice was particularly gloomy because of his mood, causing the temperature in the entire corridor to drop by several degrees.
"I want to go to the underworld, but I can't find the way..."
As Zhao Liang's voice rose and fell, the lights in the corridor flickered, making the corridor look particularly eerie and terrifying even in broad daylight.
Song Ning glared at him with disdain, "Just talk, don't do this!"
Light bulbs are public property, okay?
If it's broken, will you compensate me?
As he spoke, Song Ning snapped his fingers and the lights immediately returned to normal.
Zhao Liang raised his head with great difficulty but lowered it again. He Xin's behavior made him feel ashamed to face Song Ning.
However, Zhao Liang was finally able to control the negative energy emanating from his body, and the corridor suddenly became much brighter.
"That's more like it..."
Song Ning relaxed her fingers and waved her hand, "Hurry up, I don't have much time to accompany you..."
She also has to rush to Anning Town to rescue Liu Ping'an and others!
How can I have so much time to waste with him!
Song Ning said this, which was considered as agreeing to Zhao Liang's request.
Zhao Liang nodded gratefully to Song Ning, and suddenly disappeared from Song Ning's sight.
Song Ning looked a little bored and walked towards the yard by her window.
The advantage of living on the first floor is that it has a small yard. The yard is not big, only about ten square meters.
But it can also satisfy the restless military families who want to raise a dog, grow vegetables, etc.
Their small yard has not been taken care of yet. It is just hastily surrounded by a fence and looks overgrown with weeds.
A hoe was placed near the base of the wall. The hoe was covered in mud, and there were traces of hoeing on the ground below.
It was obvious that the owner had encountered some urgent matter and left in a hurry without even putting away his hoe.
Song Ning weighed the hoe, looked at the large yard, and instantly gave up the idea of cleaning up.
Forget it, let Qiao Bo clean up the small yard!
Song Ning happily convinced herself, clapped her hands and stretched.
The sun is so nice!
ah…
Suddenly, a shrill scream came from next door, and Song Ning raised the corners of her mouth in pleasure.
It seems that this ghost is planning to show his cards?
I hope He Xin can be more honest in the future...
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