After Song Ning prepared her things, she picked up her small bag and opened the door.
Outside the door, He Xin was smiling and holding a large porcelain jar, about to knock on the door.
As soon as she put 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 see the person he wanted to see, so he 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 her eyebrows 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.
In addition to spending some time on Qiao Bo, He Xin would be careful to maintain good relations with neighbors, but this was not necessary for Song Ning.
After He Xin finished speaking, he turned around and walked towards the opposite door without even looking up.
Song Ning narrowed her eyes, it was really unpleasant to look at!
Song Ning moved his right hand, 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...their love is 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.
"You're almost cuckolded, and you're still protecting him!"
"Aren't you afraid that someone will cuckold you?!"
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 doubtful expression.
"What green hat ghost? What's this..."
The last incident left He Xin with a huge psychological trauma, and now she can't stand hearing any supernatural talk.
Song Ning raised her eyebrows and looked at the male ghost, "You come or I come?"
"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 door 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 a lot more honest.
Although he still stayed by He Xin's side, he never showed up in front of He Xin.
He Xin could feel his presence, but 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 even more determined to hold on to Qiao Bo. In the past few days, she would run to Qiao Bo whenever she had free time.
Either borrowing salt or sending food, he racked his brains to try every possible way to get close to Qiao Bo.
Qiao Bo has been scared of her these days. He subconsciously wants to hide when he sees her. He Xin hasn't seen Qiao Bo for several days.
That morning she heard from the people in the family compound that a vendor selling fried dough sticks came outside, so she ran out excitedly and bought a few.
I was planning to send it to Qiao Bo to show my presence, but I didn't expect to see Song Ning.
When did she come?
Will Qiao Bo take her over?
How come she is so lucky?!
He Xin leaned against the door with a distorted look on his face.
"Sooner or later, one day..."
She will take his place!
Through the door, Zhao Liang stared at He Xin with a complicated expression.
In the past, he was incomplete in spirit and had lost all reason, and he followed He Xin purely on instinct.
After Song Ning gathered all the souls for him, he recovered his memory and reason, but his heart was blinded by unwillingness...
He was madly jealous of Qiao Bo. On what basis could Qiao Bo survive safely and get promoted with the help of these military personnel?
Why didn't Qiao Bo stop him and let him die?
Why couldn't Qiao Bo give him a few more talismans...
Jealousy and unwillingness corroded his heart, making him even more violent.
In addition, He Xin didn't seem to be sad at all about his death, and instead looked like she was eager to climb over the wall...
All of this deeply stimulated Zhao Liang, causing him to do such a thing to He Xin regardless of everything...
Afterwards, he felt extremely remorseful and wanted to appear in front of He Xin to apologize to her.
But unfortunately, when he asked Song Ning for help, he was injured by Song Ning's talisman and had no ability to show himself in front of He Xin.
Just when he finally recovered from his injury, he saw his father's early death again.
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 saw this as soon as I went out...
What bad luck!
"Can you wait for me for a moment..."
Zhao Liang's voice seemed particularly gloomy due to his low 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, and it seemed particularly eerie even in broad daylight.
Song Ning glared at him with disdain, "Just talk, don't do this!"
Light bulbs are common assets, 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 hands, "Hurry up, I don't have much time to accompany you..."
She also has to rush to Anning Town to rescue Liu An and others!
Where can I find so much time to spend 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 sill.
The advantage of 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 grow flowers and vegetables.
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. There was mud on the hoe and traces of hoeing on the ground below.
It was obvious that the owner had encountered something urgent and left in a hurry without even having time to put away his hoe.
Song Ning weighed the hoe, looked at the large yard, and immediately gave up the idea of cleaning up.
Forget it, let’s leave the small yard to Qiao Bo to clean up!
Song Ning happily convinced herself, clapped her hands and stretched.
The sun is so nice!
ah…
Suddenly there was a shrill scream from next door, and Song Ning raised the corners of her mouth in pleasure.
It seems that some ghost is planning to show his cards?
I hope He Xin can behave herself in the future...
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