Chapter 320: Raiders of the ghost hunter (8)
While dragging him to the Yujian Villa mansion, he kept talking...
It's been a long time since I heard my junior sister making such a noise. Meng Fusheng was very happy, and he forgot about Ling Wuwei's sudden disappearance——
Ling Wuzhi floated around with her eyes closed. She would go through the wall when she touched the wall, and through the door when she hit the door. She didn't know where she was floating.
Later, he smelled the aroma of vegetables, Ling Wu opened his eyes suddenly: "Wow It smells so good, I don't know if it tastes good or not?"
swallowed her saliva greedily, and then she remembered that not only did she not eat dinner last night, but she also didn't eat breakfast today!
It's because I can't feel hungry, so when I followed Meng Fusheng, I kept thinking about how to add to the falling favorability, so I forgot about not eating!
Thinking that Meng Fusheng had just left without looking back, Ling Wuzhi felt a little annoyed! Although they had only known each other for one night and one morning, she somehow blocked him!
is really ruthless and unreasonable! hum-
Following the smell of vegetables, Ling Wuwei passed through two walls that seemed to be much taller than the ordinary yard, and then came to a large kitchen with at least 50 square meters, neat and bright!
At this time, the chefs in the kitchen were very busy cooking and cooking. Seeing that the dishes were ready and put aside, Ling Wuzhang swallowed and floated in that direction.
Roughly counted, there are already twenty or thirty dishes prepared just now! Delicious mountain and sea delicacies, all kinds of home-cooked dishes are available!
I Ditian Is this made for the emperor? !
These big families are shamelessly wasting food! Well, in order not to let them waste food, then she will help them solve it generously!
Tongue licked his lips, picked up the chopsticks on the side, and started eating directly——
People in the kitchen are all busy and have no time to pay attention to whether there are fewer dishes on the table? There is no time to pay attention to the chopsticks that "float" in the air and "automatically" pick up vegetables!
until--
A cook who was about to put a plate of green vegetables on the table stared at the chopsticks she was moving, and her hands and feet began to tremble uncontrollably: "Ah there's a ghost—"
"Bangdang——"
"Break--"
"Ah ghost"
"There's a ghost Help—"
It was almost only two minutes, and the originally well-organized kitchen was chaotic in an instant, and the pots and pans were smashed with fright. And those people all ran out of the kitchen.
Ling Wuzhi pouted, and after drinking two sips of soup, burped and left the kitchen——
In the main hall of the reception, a handsome man in a royal blue brocade robe smiled and spoke to a man with a paralyzed face in a white brocade robe.
I don't know what he said. The man with facial paralysis frowned slightly. He was about to speak, but was interrupted by a panicked voice.
"The owner of the village is not good, it's not good-"
"Why are you screaming and screaming?!" A young man dressed as a butler stopped the servants who wanted to run to the main hall.
Looking at the man's head, there was still a small cabbage on his head, and his body was also greasy: "What's going on!?"
"Yes……"
"Come in and talk." The voice of the man in the royal blue robe resounded in the main hall.
After a pause, the butler glanced at the servant: "Go in."
As soon as the next person entered, he knelt on the ground, his body was still shaking, and his face was terrified: "The owner of the house is not good! That ghost That ghost ran to the kitchen to make trouble!"
The man known as the owner of the village frowned. He didn't say a word. He just tilted his head to look at Meng Fusheng, who was sitting on the side without even raising his eyebrows: "Meng Tianshi..."
Meng Fusheng nodded, stood up and was about to go to the kitchen to have a look, a figure had already run out...
Meng Fusheng was used to the character of his junior sister. He looked at the servant and asked, "Is it in the big kitchen?"
"Yes, yes, right in the big kitchen."
By the time Meng Fusheng and Leng Ye went to the kitchen, Meng Xintong had already arrived for a while.
She wandered around the kitchen with a strange expression on her face, holding a compass in her hand: "Strange, so strange!"
Meng Fusheng ignored Meng Xintong and first stood at the door of the kitchen and scanned the kitchen.
The kitchen is indeed in chaos at this time, and there are a pair of chopsticks on the table, and those who can also see traces of passive...
He stopped Meng Xintong: "Okay, there are no ghosts here."
Meng Xintong paused, then looked up at him: "Senior brother, it's so strange! Why are so many eyes seeing ghosts, but people can't detect the ghosts left behind?"
Meng Fusheng pursed his lips, and his eyes were deep: "Maybe, it is a ghost with a high level of Taoism." It seems that it is time to prepare well!
"Let your people prepare food again, don't worry the ghost is gone." He looked sideways at Leng Ye.
Leng Ye nodded, he invited the Meng family to come, just to catch the ghost. Of course, what Meng Fusheng said, he listened to it!
Unknown to everyone, he was considered to be a ghost with high morals. At this time, he found a room that looked very nice.
The most attractive thing for Ling Wuzhang is the soft bed...
After eating and drinking, of course, take a good sleep
Ling Wuzhi floated directly to the bed, and after rolling around, fell asleep leaning against the wall——
Time passed, Ling Wuyi unknowingly slept into the night, and when she woke up, the sky outside was already dark.
She widened her eyes in surprise. She was not surprised that she slept until dark, but she was surprised how could a man slept on her bed (bah it wasn't her bed)? And he's a good looking man!
No, looking good is not the point, the point is how can this man sleep with her in the same bed! ?
"Hey! Get up for me!" Ling Wuyi shouted, and then remembered that unless she materialized, ordinary people wouldn't be able to hear her at all!
Looking at the man whose eyes were still closed, Ling Wuyi rolled her eyes: "Forget it, I think there are many rooms here, and there is always one that no one sleeps?" She muttered softly, and then got out of bed and left. .
At this moment, the atmosphere of the room changed suddenly, Ling Wuzhi was stunned for a moment.
This kind of breath, she is very familiar with it! There's a ghost in the room!
Although he is not as powerful as Ami, he will not be an ordinary ghost either.
Ling Wuzhi didn't leave either, sitting cross-legged on the bed with the sleeping man at his feet.
A cloud of black gas came out from a small vase on the sandalwood shelf, more and more black gas, and finally became a human shape.