Chapter 319: Raiders of the ghost hunter (7)
"Any other questions? 0051!"
I don't know if it's an illusion. Many times Ling Wuyi feels that the caller from the Plane Association is a little impatient with her? But where can you hear the impatient sound of the flat mechanical sound without ups and downs?
"Uh... I don't have it for now, if there is, I will..." I'll find you.
has not finished speaking, the plane association has hung up the call.
After being stunned, she shrugged indifferently. She felt that she was getting used to Sharon's inaction.
"Aren't you asleep yet?" Meng Fusheng asked when he noticed Ling Wuzhi's movements.
"Still, you don't need to sleep?" After all, Ling Wuwei was not within the range of creatures he knew.
Said she was a demon, right? But there was no breath on her body, neither righteous nor evil.
Meng Fusheng just remembered that some external objects can temporarily cover up his breath. He had some doubts, did Ling Wu Wee also use something to cover up his breath?
Then why did she sacrifice her life to save him just now?
Apart from conspiracy, Meng Fusheng couldn't think of any other reason! He wouldn't think about whether the other party fell in love with him at first sight!
As a result, Ling Wuzhi sensed that his favorability rating, which was originally thirty o'clock, had suddenly dropped by fifteen points!
widened his eyes in surprise, restraining his urge to turn over and stare at Meng Fusheng: "I just can't sleep, the bed is a little hard."
Meng Fusheng didn't say anything, just now he had already decided that Ling Wuzhi wanted to stay by her side, so let him stay.
He wanted to see, what was the purpose of Ling Wuyi following him? !
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The sky gradually turned white, and the village became lively. The sound of children's laughter woke up the sleeping Ling Wuzhi.
I twisted my neck, which was aching from sleep, this bed is really—a little—hard!
"Are you awake? Let's go then."
Meng Fusheng, who had closed his eyes originally, opened his eyes the moment Ling Wuzhi woke up, and then stood up from the stool.
Ling Wuzhi looked at Meng Fusheng, somewhat surprised.
She is a person who has been lying on the bed all night and still has a sore back. Why does this person who has been sitting all night look so energetic? !
Meng Fusheng didn't worry that Ling Wuzhi would not follow, so he opened the door and walked out.
Seeing that he was gone, Ling Wuzhi hurriedly floated up and followed him out.
Yuan Daniu told the village elders about last night, and also said that Meng Fusheng had recovered Li Gui Amei.
The villagers are very grateful to Meng Fusheng for regaining Amei. All the old people in their seventies and eighties know Amei and know that Amei is a poor girl.
Although she has hurt a lot of people over the years, the villagers also hope that Meng Fusheng can save Amei, just do it, don't beat her to the core!
Meng Fusheng just nodded and agreed. Then he rejected Yuan Daniu's retention, rejected the chickens, ducks, fish, vegetables, radishes, and radishes sent by the villagers, and left 'Yuancun'.
"Is your injury better?" Meng Fusheng, who had been silent for a while, took the initiative to speak.
He was looking at Ling Wuzhi floating in the air with a relaxed look on his face, not like the person who was injured last night.
Meng Fusheng suddenly spoke to her, but Ling Wuzhi felt flattered. He raised his hand and touched his stomach: "Well, it's much better, but it still hurts a bit when I press it."
"Hmm." After making a nasal sound, Meng Fusheng stopped talking again.
Ling Wuzhi turned his head to the air, rolled his eyes, and stopped talking.
Walking on the road in the countryside, one person and one system quietly walked towards Yujian Villa——
"Fusheng, where are we going?" Standing at the gate of Yujian Villa, Ling Wuzhi turned to look at him.
Without Meng Fusheng's answer, Ling Wuwei also knew that he was going to Yujian Villa to find Meng Xintong. After all, that was Meng Fusheng's little junior sister who had been in pain since childhood!
To be honest, the strategy mission this time was actually quite difficult. After all, when she came, Meng Fusheng already liked the heroine Meng Xintong very much! Childhood sweetheart Meng Fusheng has known Meng Xintong since she could not speak!
She is a system that is neither human, nor ghost, nor demon, nor demon. She is going to steal someone from someone, really...
"Go to my junior sister." Mentioning Meng Xintong, Meng Fusheng's eyes were soft, and even the paralyzed face had a faint smile.
Ling Wuyi: ...this is treated differently...
Meng Fusheng is not the first time to come to Yujian Villa. After entering the city, he went directly to the direction of Yujian Villa.
Meng Fusheng felt a little excited when he thought that he would be able to see his junior sister later. He has been down the mountain for three years and has not seen Meng Xintong for three years!
If it weren't for the fact that he communicated with Meng Xintong with a communication talisman a few days ago, he would not have known that Meng Xintong had also come down!
Hearing that Meng Xintong was coming to Yujian Villa, he rushed over without stopping!
I don't know that Ruan Ruan Xiao, the junior sister who was only fifteen years old when he left, is she slim now?
Looking at Meng Fusheng who was walking faster and faster, Ling Wuzhi stopped involuntarily.
Ling Wuzhi fell to the ground and stood still, quietly watching Meng Fusheng walk further and further away.
She wants to see, will Meng Fusheng notice that she is not following and look back at her?
Unfortunately, until Meng Fusheng walked away and could not see his back, he never looked back once!
He made a fist with his right hand, and then placed the hammer on his heart: "Huhuhu Good heart, good heart"
stood there for a long time, the sun was shining. Everyone on the street wiped their sweat while walking, but she didn't feel the heat at all.
let out a long sigh, then floated away in a random place——
Because he had been thinking that he would see his junior sister Meng Xintong soon, Meng Fusheng, who was waiting for his servants to inform Meng Xintong at the gate of Yujian Mansion, did not realize that Ling Wuzhi had left.
frowned and looked in the direction he came from to see if Ling Wuzhi was not following behind? But on the street, where is the figure of Ling Wu Wee floating!
"Senior brother!" A delighted voice sounded, Meng Fusheng turned his head, and the next moment, a woman rushed into his arms: "Senior brother, I miss you so much!"
Meng Fusheng's eyes softened, and the corners of his mouth curved into a very shallow arc: "Junior sister."
"Senior brother, come in with me! Let me tell you That ghost in Yujian Mansion is very strange Obviously those people said that they would come out every night to make trouble, but last night there was no movement at all, and I I didn't even notice it was there..."
Meng Xintong dragged Meng Fusheng's sleeve,