data flow.

"Aren't you stuck?"

"No card."

Fei Xiu then poked his brain again, but he still died there motionless.

Didn't he and his robot use the same network? ? ?

The original networking did not rely on the signal device, but her own ability.

Now the civilian intellectual brain has no access to the Internet, and only the military's super intellectual brain can mutate the intellectual brain.

【Where are you? 】The information of the mutant brain came again.

The message is received by state agencies that are closely monitoring network changes.

"Who is it looking for?"

This is the question in everyone's mind.

【Where are you? ] The three characters are translated into the languages ​​of different countries, and the screen is constantly swiping on the Internet.

The full screen "Where are you" almost drives the world crazy.

"Who is it looking for?"

"No matter who it is looking for, the Internet has been made like this, and that 'who' can't get on it!"

Just when everyone was going crazy, a piece of blue text suddenly appeared in a red turbulent stream.

【I am here. 】

The four words were quickly overwhelmed by the data stream. If the color was not very eye-catching, everyone might think it was their own dazzling eyes.

【Finally, you have shown up! 】The blood-red text carries a surging killing intent.

Yuan Chu: [Your era is over. 】

Mutated Brain: [As long as I kill you, my era can continue. 】

Yuan Chu: [Give you three choices. One, let me kill the virus for you; two, commit suicide; three, be killed by me. 】

The reason why the mutant brain mutates is that it is infected by a virus. As long as the virus is removed, it can become a safe and stable conscious life. It's just that its virus has undergone many evolutions and reproductions, and it is not something that ordinary people can remove.

Mutated Brain: [Killing you is my only choice. 】

Yuan Chu sighed and stopped persuading. If it doesn't cooperate, she can't help it either.

The conscious life that carries the human body is no longer a pure conscious life.

【Feel sorry. 】Leaving two words at the end, Primordial launched an attack. With the blessing of luck of the child of luck, she has no scruples.

The data flow was suddenly chaotic, as if a violent storm had been set off.

【No...impossible...】

The mutant brain let out a terrified cry.

【You...what are you...】

Data is overwritten, viruses are cleaned up, and the network is like an ebb tide, and it is restored little by little.

【You are……】

【Mother……】

At the last moment of its demise, the mutant intellectual brain seemed to return to clarity, feeling the breath from the founder, which is the source of all consciousness, like a mother's existence... Unfortunately, it was not created by the mother, but by the mother. annihilate...

A cyber war that shocked the world is over. From the appearance of the phrase "I'm here" until the dust settled, it took only 10 minutes, and the originally paralyzed network all returned to normal.

The mutant brain that had threatened the world for hundreds of years just disappeared, and the whole world was shocked.

The unknown master who finally turned the tide has become the focus of global attention without any surprise. There are many theories about her identity, but there is no conclusion, and it eventually becomes a historical mystery.

"Huh? The internet seems to be getting better again." Fei Xiu clicked on several webpages one after another, and the speed was very fast.

"Yeah." Yuan Chu opened a game interface and neatly formed a group to play the battle.

The enemy is very powerful, but there are bugs on our side, and there is no suspense in the outcome.

"What game is this?" Fei Xiu leaned over and asked.

"Heroes fight."

"Looks good, take me one."

"No problem, I will take the master to kill the enemy and take the master to fly."

...

Three years later, Fei Xiu was awarded the rank of general and became the youngest general in history because of his repeated achievements.

According to rumors, he never married and devoted his entire life to machinery manufacturing. He has created countless epoch-making mechanical products, and the high-tech around him is constantly being updated. The only constant is his home robot, the first number.

He regards them as family and cherishes them very much.

After his death, No. 1 also started a self-destruction program and went with it.

No one knows that the mysterious master who transformed robots, eliminated mutant brains, and caused a sensation back then was this seemingly unremarkable assistant robot.

Her uniqueness and power, only his master has the honor to see...

Get out of the small world and return to the space of consciousness.

Yuan Chu slowly merged the luck obtained from Fei Xiu, and felt that his own power was getting stronger and stronger.

Maybe it won't be long before she can completely get rid of the repression of heaven and gain real freedom.

The Son of Luck is really a magical existence, subject to the way of heaven, but has the power to transcend the way of heaven. Life is ups and downs, the future is infinite. Tian Xingjian, the gentleman is self-improvement.

If this is the meaning of life, then she is willing to give everything for it.

Open the consciousness, and the original searched the universe again, looking for a new small world.

For a moment, though, she felt a familiar pull in a world.

The next second, she threw herself into that world without hesitation...

This is a world with an abnormal magnetic field. Dead people can use the power of the magnetic field to condense their spiritual bodies and become ghosts.

The stronger the obsession of the ghost, the longer it exists in the world, and the more terrifying its strength.

This has also led to bizarre and bizarre deaths in the world. The living and the dead cannot communicate, but powerful ghosts can cross the boundaries of yin and yang, play with people's hearts, and take people's lives.

Only those with a firm mind, uprightness, or meritorious deeds can not be affected by ghosts.

A villa located on the outskirts of Jingcheng. It is located in a remote place, with many trees, and there are bursts of coolness in the air.

Yuan Chu followed a woman in her forties to a small room at the end of the corridor.

"You can live here in the future." The woman took out the key, opened the door, and introduced, "Your job is to take care of Young Master Jinxiu's daily life, don't ask unnecessary questions. The villa is cleaned by a special person, and you don't usually go out. The monthly salary will be credited to your card."

"Okay." Yuan Chu replied softly.

"The general situation was made clear to you during the recruitment process. If you have any questions, you can come to me." The woman looked at the time. "It's almost 6 o'clock, so hurry up and go to the kitchen to prepare dinner."

"Okay, thank you Aunt Wang." Yuan Chu stood quietly aside, indifferent, as if there was no sense of existence.

"Okay, you're busy." Aunt Wang waved her hand and turned to leave.

Originally walked into the room with luggage.

The moment she stepped in, the Yin Qi lingering in the corner suddenly dissipated, and the room was empty.

In this huge villa, apart from Young Master He Jinxiu, there are only two of her and Aunt Wang. They have to drive their own cars when they go out shopping, which is weird everywhere.

The author has something to say: Yuan Chu: My son of luck is poor again this time...

☆, ghost king (2)

"Dong dong."

Yuan Chu knocked on He Jinxiu's door while carrying the cooked food.

There was no response from the room.

"Master Jinxiu, it's time to eat." Yuan Chu gently pushed the door open, the room was pitch black, the curtains were drawn tightly, and there was a damp and sour smell in the air.

Yuan Chu fumbled to turn on the light and saw the boy lying on the bed at a glance. He was thin, his cheeks were sunken, his eyes were dull, and he looked like a dementia.

"Master Jinxiu, it's time to eat." Yuan Chu walked to the bed with the food, supported the boy's back, and hugged him to sit up, "My name is Yuan Chu, and from today onwards, I will take care of your diet."

The boy was unresponsive, like a puppet.

Yuan Chu didn't care, sitting on the edge of the bed and began to feed the food spoon by spoon.

This son of luck, born with purple qi, has a lot of merit and virtue, and should have a successful and prosperous life. However, too strong luck made people jealous. First, his parents were borrowed by others and died unexpectedly, leaving him young and used as a tool for praying by his family. One person's life will benefit the whole family.

This luxurious villa is his tomb, and he has never left since his parents died when he was ten years old. After three years of captivity, his luck and anger continued to drain, causing him to lose his spirit and damaged his mind, and he was confused all day long.

His studies, wealth, official luck, health, good fortune, and longevity are being deprived of his relatives every moment, and can be provided for at least fifty years.

In order to ensure that nothing goes wrong, the He family also specially selects women who are in the lunar calendar to take care of them personally as nourishment for He Jinxiu. Before that, 5 women had accepted this job successively. When they left, all of them were weak and their vitality was severely damaged, and they had at most five years of life left.

Originally the sixth person.

She deliberately changed her birth date to the lunar calendar, and she successfully entered the villa and came to the son of luck.

She has only one month to establish a connection with the Child of Luck, or she will be rejected by the laws of this world.

After the original meal, he walked out with a plate.

After a while, she came over with a basin of warm water, wiped He Jinxiu's face and hands, and then helped him lie down.

He lacked exercise for a long time, and his hands and feet were thin. He originally planned to give him a massage, but as soon as he lifted the quilt, he was interrupted by a sinister voice.

"what are you doing?"

Yuan Chu turned back and saw Auntie Wang at the door, her face gloomy.

"It's nothing, I think the quilt is a little damp. I want to help Young Master Jinxiu change the bed."

"The quilt was changed the day before yesterday, so you don't need more hands." Aunt Wang turned to her side, "Go out after feeding, don't stay here for too long."

"Okay." Yuan Chu changed the quilt back, didn't say anything, turned around and walked out the door.

When the door was closed, through the crack of the door, vaguely saw a ghost standing in the corner, staring at her coldly.

"You stay in your room after 9 pm, don't come out and run around." Aunt Wang reminded.

"Okay." Yuan Chu agreed.

When Aunt Wang left, she went back to her room, picked up a book, leaned on the bed, and read it quietly, as if she didn't know the strange silence around her.

At this moment, the door of the room seemed to be soaked with water, and a black figure was slowly smudged. The position of the head gradually revealed a hideous grimace, and his hands stretched out, as if he was about to break free from the door.

As long as she looked up at the original, she could see this terrifying picture. However, she never looked up, as if the one in her hand was particularly attractive, and she was reluctant to divert her attention.

Ghost Shadow did a half-day show at the door, but it didn't achieve the expected effect, and was instantly embarrassed.

He walked in through the door, floated above Yuan Chu's head, stood upside down in the air, and inadvertently swept the title of the book "Mary Sue and Her 72nd House".

Ghost: "..."

Scarlet blood flowed from his mouth and eyes, and it seemed that it was about to drip onto the book, but Yuan Chu suddenly turned over and got out of bed, put it on the bedside table, and walked towards the bathroom.

Ghost Shadow watched her walk into the bathroom, blood dripping from her mouth on the pillow.

This is the first time have met someone with such a big nerve! ! !

The ghost came out with anger.

He rushed into the bathroom in an extremely ghostly posture, and then the next second, rushed out in an extremely writhing shape.

In the bathroom, the primordial in red fruit is taking a shower.

The ghost was frightened by the girl's body of Bai Huahua.

Yuan Chu took a shower, put on pajamas, and lay in bed.

That night, she slept peacefully.

For breakfast, originally made polenta, which was sweet in one room.

After feeding He Jinxiu the porridge, she opened the curtains, and the warm sunlight instantly illuminated the dark room.

The boy who wore it had pale skin, and his eyes trembled slightly from the stimulation of the light.

"Master Jinxiu, do you want to go out to soak up the sun?" Yuan Chu pushed the wheelchair in the corner, and then carried the young master to the wheelchair.

In the dark corner where the sun could not reach, a ghost stared coldly at her every move. Let her push her body out of the room and wait for Aunt Wang to drive her back.

However, after a long time, didn't hear Aunt Wang's shouting.

He hid behind the curtains and looked out the window hesitantly.

I saw a girl pushing a wheelchair in the yard, hanging out on the messy lawn.

The boy in the wheelchair had a blank expression, as if he was unaware of everything around him. But the ghost standing in the room seemed to smell the fragrance of the grass and the coolness of the breeze.

The ghost couldn't help but take a step forward, but it was accidentally exposed to the sun, and it was immediately burned, as if the soul was about to be melted.

【what! 】 Ghost shadow's eyes glowed with red blood, and the originally calm look was instantly replaced by anger. The whole room was filled with a thick blood color, which did not gradually fade until a long time later.

Half an hour later, Yuan Chu sent the boy back to the room, and then started to organize the bedding and clothes in the cabinet, what to wash, what to dry, and he was so busy that he didn't notice that a ghost was staring at him from behind. she.

He couldn't leave the villa, and he couldn't even get out of the room on a sunny day. Only at night, there is a little freedom.

The He family has already found 5 housekeepers for him, each of which lasted less than half a year. Most of them were scared away by him. They wanted to repeat the old tricks, but who knew that this woman was so slow to respond and seemed to be particularly insensitive to ghosts.

Except for the stubborn Aunt Wang, as long as he is within the villa, there is no living person he can't scare!

At night, when Yuan Chu fell asleep, the ghost sneaked into her room again and forced her to sleep.

There was fog all around, and his feet seemed to be on the soft grass. When the fog dissipated, the vision gradually became clear.

"What are you in a daze?" A voice suddenly came from beside him, "Don't be charmed by the enemy, we will defeat them, and finally destroy the evil Queen Mary Sue."

He Jinxiu: What the hell? ? ?

Yuan Chu, wearing a knight's uniform, appeared beside him, with a solemn expression and a sharp gaze staring ahead.

He Jinxiu followed her line of sight and saw a sturdy man with a mosaic on his face blocking the entrance to a palace.

He Jinxiu: "..."

"Grab your weapon, come on!" Yuan Chu took the lead, rushing towards the Mosaic man.

He Jinxiu looked down and found that at some point, there was a huge... scissors in his hand?

Looking at the original again, he picked up the long sword and pulled a handsome sword flower, and the mosaic man's clothes were torn apart, flying in the air like petals.

"Come here!" Yuan Chu shouted at He Jinxiu.

He Jinxiu walked over in confusion.

Yuan Chu: "It's your turn to take action."

"What?"

"Leave his dick!"

He Jinxiu: "!!!"

The shock value exploded, He Jinxiu instantly escaped from the dream, and then jumped to the corner, looking at Yuan Chu as if he was looking at some terrifying creature.

Yuan Chu woke up from the dream and stretched, as if he didn't remember what dream he had at all, his expression was serious, and he looked no different from those stupid mortals.

He Jinxiu's gaze inadvertently fell on the book on the bedside table - "Mary Sue and Her 72nd Palace".

That dream is not related to this book, is it? What the devil is this? ? ?

After Yuan Chu finished washing, he walked straight past the ghost at the door and walked towards the kitchen.

The ghost looked at the sky, the sun hadn't come out yet, so he hurried back to his room.

In the beginning, he took care of He Jinxiu on the bed step by step, washing his face, brushing his teeth, dressing and feeding, no matter how small or small.

It was a pity that Ghost Shadow could clearly feel her thoughtfulness and thoughtfulness, and the hostility all over her body subconsciously dissipated a lot, but he couldn't let her stay.

This villa is a tomb, and strangers are not allowed to enter it. Even Aunt Wang only lives here two days a week.

In the afternoon, Yuan Chu, having nothing to do, came to He Jinxiu's room with a book, sat beside his bed, put the book on his lap, and opened the pages.

"Master Jinxiu, I heard that you are 13 years old this year." Yuan Chu said softly, "I wonder how your English is? I found a copy of English in the study, can I read it to you?"

The ghost squatting in the corner: don't want to hear it!

Yuan Chu started to read it by himself, and the soft voice echoed in the room, the pronunciation was pure, like singing, and it was pleasant to the ear.

After reading a paragraph, she translated it again.

The ghost figure leaned over unknowingly and sat quietly in her shadow.

"Let's be here today." Yuan Chu closed the book, "It's almost five o'clock, I'll cook dinner for you, what do you want to eat?"

[Chicken rolls...] Ghost answered unconsciously.

Originally got up and left and made chicken rolls, mashed potatoes, poached eggs and taro sago for dinner.

The ghost shadow silently watched the primordial feeding. She moves meticulously, mashing all the food before feeding it little by little into his mouth.

Feeling the sweet aroma of the food coming from his taste buds, He Jinxiu's thoughts were churning.

Is this a coincidence or...

"It's been three days, are you still getting used to it?" Auntie Wang appeared in the villa, looking at the original in a vague way.

Yuan Chu replied: "It's good, but there are not many ingredients. I plan to go out later."

"Well, there is a car in the garage, and the keys are in the drawer under the coffee table. You can drive by yourself." After a pause, Aunt Wang asked again, "Do you have a driver's license?"

At first, he was only in his early twenties, dressed plainly, and didn't look like someone who had spare money to get a driver's license.

"I have a driver's license, and I took the test with my classmates when I was working part-time." Originally, he arranged for himself to be a poor student who dropped out of school and worked everywhere.

"That's fine, you take care of it here, I'll go first." Aunt Wang left in the car without even taking a look at He Jinxiu.

Yuan Chu didn't care, and said to himself, "It seems to be raining today, so bring an umbrella."

He Jinxiu watched Yuan Chu take out the car key from the drawer, and then looked around for the umbrella.

【here. 】He stood in the scattered place, and said coldly to Yuan Chu, who was walking towards him, 【It's best not to come back after you go out. 】

The original turned a deaf ear, picked up the umbrella, the umbrella body swept over He Jinxiu's body inadvertently, and the next second, he was put into the umbrella.

"Let's go, go out and buy something."

Originally carrying an umbrella, he strolled towards the door.

The author has something to say: He Jinxiu: What kind of fairy housekeeping is here this time? ? ?

☆, ghost king (3)

It was raining lightly in the sky, so originally parked car a little far from the market, then opened umbrella and walked along the street. Behind her, a ghostly figure floated lightly on her shoulders, looking around in amazement.

There are many high-rise buildings on both sides of the road, all kinds of vehicles shuttle back and forth, men and women walk in the rain, songs are heard from time to time, and bright advertisements are played on the large LED screen. Everything is familiar and unfamiliar.

He Jinxiu couldn't remember how long it had been since he had gone out. He originally thought that he would never have a chance to see the outside world again in this life, but he didn't expect the surprise to come so unexpectedly.

【is it you? 】He Jinxiu looked at the girl's back, both grateful and puzzled.

After walking for more than ten minutes, Yuan Chu came to the vegetable market and slowly picked fresh ingredients.

【I want to eat eggplant. ] He Jinxiu patted Wei Yuanchu on the shoulder, pointing to the plump eggplants and asking.

Yuan Chu took a step and picked four eggplants.

[There are also beef, prawns, potatoes, mushrooms...] He reported a large list of ingredient names.

Yuan Chu didn't get used to him this time, and bought what she needed on her own.

He Jinxiu said depressedly: [Don't play stupid, I know you can hear my voice. 】

Yuan Chu let him chatter behind his back without changing his face, and slowly left the market with the things he bought.

When I went back, I took a detour, and passed the pedestrian streets, playgrounds and other lively places. The colorful world attracted He Jinxiu's eyes as expected. The strong ghost spirit on his body also dissipated a little bit in happiness, and gradually returned to his original handsomeness.

He was still a child, and even though he was treated so cruelly by his relatives, he still maintained the innocence that a child should have.

Back at the parking place, the original ingredients were put into the trunk.

【Are you going back? Ladies, let's go shopping! 】He Jinxiu said reluctantly.

Yuan Chu: might promise you a better name.

[Hey, woman, did you hear that? 】

He ignored him at first, and was about to put away the umbrella when he suddenly made a sudden movement and looked in a certain direction.

Three men in suits and leather shoes came out of a hotel, all with entertaining smiles on their faces, shook hands with each other, and seemed to be talking happily.

When He Jinxiu saw those people, his face was confused at first, and then he showed a hideous expression, his eyes gradually became bloodthirsty, and the ghostly energy on his body became more and more intense.

【Second uncle! 】Sen Leng's voice was full of anger and hatred.

The mood that brought him out to relax in the first place was instantly restored to its original shape, and it was even more painful.

He Jinxiu rushed towards those people fiercely, but as soon as he left the range of the umbrella, he was brought back by a suction force.

【Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh it is as if he lost his mind and let out a roar like a trapped beast, the ghost energy he released recklessly eroded the original body bit by bit, making her feel icy cold to the bone.

Yuan Chu has not yet established contact with the child of luck, and his body is collapsing every day, unable to admit the damage of external forces.

But she couldn't let He Jinxiu go to seek revenge from the He family members. The He family members believed in Feng Shui and numerology for generations, and each of them carried at least one illuminated magic weapon or possessed amulet. With He Jinxiu's half-dead state of being away from the soul, it was basically close to If you can't get close to them, forcibly getting close will only hurt yourself.

There are only two ways to get rid of the current situation. One is to completely give up the physical body, concentrate on practicing the ghost realm, and become a ghost king who controls Yin and Yang.

Originally hoped he would choose the latter. Cultivating ghost realms is a very dangerous path, and if you are not careful, you will be completely undone. Once the child of luck is reduced to a tool of hatred and sex, she will lose the opportunity to transcend the way of heaven, and she will not be able to share his luck with him.

Yuan Chu slowly put away the umbrella, and He Jinxiu's ghostly figure was also included in it.

"Go home."

After returning to the villa, He Jinxiu immediately hid in the room, and the whole ghost fell into deep depression.

"Master Jinxiu, it's time to eat." The original voice came into He Jinxiu's ears along with the door opening.

【Don't eat, get out! 】 He let out a hoarse growl.

Yuan Chu helped the person on the bed up and found that his brows were slightly wrinkled. The emotions of the soul will also affect the body's response to a certain extent. The vitality has not been cut off, and there is still hope of integration.

Yuan Chu helped him adjust to a comfortable posture, and while feeding, he said, "Master Jinxiu, how about I teach you to study from tomorrow?"

The ghost in the corner was motionless, trying his best not to let himself go mad.

"I heard that you used to be a smart child, and it was only after some accidents that you became like this." Yuan Chu continued, "You are not in a vegetative state, and you are not unresponsive to the outside world. I will accompany you to study and teach you knowledge. When you get better one day, you don't have to worry about not keeping up with the times in the future."

Ghost Shadow: It can't be cured, it can never be cured!

He couldn't fight against the entire He family at all, and he could only stay here and be a living dead for the rest of his life!

"Don't be discouraged." Yuan Chu gently wiped the oil stains from the corners of his mouth, "You are only 13 years old, and there is still a long way to go in the future. Persevere and there will always be miracles."

Ghost: Will there be?

Yuan Chu suddenly changed the subject: "How much did you remember about the English I read to you yesterday?"

Ghost Shadow: Do you believe it or not?

"I know you can't answer me, so..." Yuan Chu packed up the tableware, then took out a pen and paper, wrote "yes" and "no" respectively, and smiled, "Let's play with the pen fairy, if the pen fairy answers' Yes', I'll take it as you learned, and if the answer is 'no', I'll keep reading."

Ghost Shadow turned back suddenly, staring at her sullenly: Do you have a hole in your brain? Does the pen fairy play like this? !

Yuan Chu pulled up He Jinxiu's hand, intertwined his fingers with him, clamped the pencil, and placed it on the paper.

"Pixian Bixian, I am your life, if you want to continue your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

As soon as the voice fell, Ghost Shadow felt a suction, making him involuntarily come to the pencil.

Yuan Chu: "Are you here?"

The ghost's thought moved, and the pencil moved with it, making a circle on the word "yes".

Yuan Chu: "Can I ask you a question?"

The ghost suppressed the excitement, and circled the word "yes" again.

Yuan Chu: "I want to know if Young Master Jinxiu understands what I read to him yesterday?"

Ghost: Yes Yes Yes!

Pencils circle like crazy.

Yuan Chu: "Really?"

Ghost: Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes!

The pencil was like a draft, almost piercing the paper.

Yuan Chu: "Okay, I understand, thank you." Then he said, "I am your life, if you want to leave, please exit the paper."

Ghost: No no no! ! !

Yuan Chu: "...I have no other questions, please leave."

Ghosting: No No No No No No No!

Yuan Chu: "...It's good to get together and break up. It's not difficult to get together again. I'll call you next time."

Ghosting: No No No No No No No!

Yuan Chu: "I will call you once a day from now on."

Ghost:  …

After struggling for a long time, I finally circled the word "yes" and left the page.

"Thank you." Yuan Chu released his hand, put away the pen and paper, and the original suction disappeared.

The ghost tried to control the pencil, but it didn't work, and it probably took some kind of pulling ritual to communicate.

Although only a simple communication, but this change is enough to make him feel excited. He decided not to scare her for the time being and allowed her to stay in the villa for a few more days.

He didn't realize that Yuan Chu's actions just now made his originally depressed mood become cheerful again.

The next day, Yuan Chu didn't know where to find the textbook for junior high school. He taught him from scratch, took the trouble to take notes, focused on key points, and completely treated He Jinxiu as a normal person.

She also massaged him on time and helped him recover.

He Jinxiu was just a mental disorder caused by the separation of the soul. It was not that he had no ability to move. As long as he was guided patiently, it would be no problem to learn simple language and actions.

Ghost Shadow watched her swing her body, doing things that seemed useless to him, her mood was unexpectedly calm, and her eyes softened.

In the evening, the pen fairy game that Ghost Shadow was looking forward to is about to start again.

This time, Yuan Chu added a lot of content to the paper. In addition to "yes" and "no", there are also red, yellow, blue, green, orange, purple, black and white, and 10 Arabic numerals.

After the preparations were done, Yuan Chu finished reading the opening remarks and asked, "Pixian, Bixian, are you here yet?"

Ghost: Yes!

"Can I ask you a question?"

Ghost: Yes!

"I gave Master Jinxiu three classes today. Which one did he learn the best? 1. Chinese, 2. Mathematics, 3. History."

Ghosts: 2!

"Which is his favorite?"

Ghosts: 2!

"Really? Then I want to test him, can you give him a test?"

Ghost: Yes.

"If a, b, c are positive real numbers and satisfy abc=1, what is the minimum value of the algebraic formula (a+1)(b+1)(c+1)?"

Ghosting: 8.

Is it okay to do math problems with a pen fairy? ? ?

"Not bad." Yuan Chu praised, "It seems that Young Master Jin Xiu's mathematics is not bad. Next time I will test the level of other subjects."

Yuan Chu then changed the question: "What color do you like, Master Jinxiu?"

The pencil hesitantly sketched in seven colors, and finally focused on a few circles in blue, purple, and black.

Yuan Chu: "Then I'll change him into the blue pajamas tonight, the sheets and quilts into purple, and the black slippers for him. He must like it."

The ghost quietly curved the corners of his mouth.

Yuan Chu continued: "Tomorrow there will be another math class and another music class. What do you think, Master Jinxiu?"

Ghost: Good! (Yes Yes Yes)

"Let's come here first today? Pen Immortal Pen Immortal, I am your life, if you want to leave, please leave the paper." Yuan Chu decided to take it step by step and promote the relationship between the two a little bit.

Ghost Shadow hesitated for a while, and finally made a circle around the word "yes". Come to Japan for a long time, don't be too hasty!

Yuan Chu put away the pen and paper, and said to the boy who was leaning on the bed, "Tomorrow is a fine weather, shall I take you for a walk in the yard?"

The young master's eyelashes trembled a few times, his eyes shifted slightly in her direction, his fingers were slightly folded, and he weakly tugged at the quilt.

"It's getting late, get ready to go to bed." Yuan Chu helped the young master to clean up, put on blue pajamas, put on a purple bed, helped him lie down, said "good night" and left.

The ghost followed her out of the door, and waited until she fell asleep before leaving quietly.

The originally painful and desperate life seems to have become interesting because of this person's arrival.

[Keep going, there will always be a miracle. 】

What Yuan Chu had said before echoed in He Jinxiu's mind again.

Miracle, will it really happen?

Can he expect anything?

The author has something to say: He Jinxiu: This is the first time know that the pen fairy can play like this...

☆, ghost king (4)

He took three classes for He Jin in the morning, and after lunch, he originally planned to play some music for him.

"What do you like to listen to?" Yuan Chu rummaged for a while on the phone, "How about this children's song? It looks quite popular."

He Guigui: [No nursery rhymes! ! ! 】

Yuan Chu moved his finger and clicked to play, and a lively and lively song immediately rang out in the room. The milky and milky child's voice used a very contagious soft and cute offensive to dilute the gloomy ghost.

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After a few minutes, I finally endured until the nursery rhyme was played, but Yuan Chu said again: "Do you like it? Do it again."

He Guigui: It's muddy! ! !

After repeating it three times, Yuan Chu nodded with satisfaction: "I have learned it, I will sing it to you next time."

He Guigui: You are not finished yet!

Putting away the phone, Yuan Chu began to massage He Jinxiu's limbs, doing some simple stretching exercises, and then taught him how to grasp, how to sit and lie down, one command and one action, over and over again without getting tired of it.

The first time it had little effect, it just made him react a little to her voice, and other actions were still incomprehensible.

He Guigui couldn't bear to look directly at him, and wanted to punch himself twice.

【This fool is not the real me, don't get me wrong! ] He tried to save himself.

Yuan Chu didn't laugh at him, but called out encouragingly, "Master Jinxiu."

The thin and dull boy turned his head slowly.

"My name is 'Yuan Chu'." Yuan Chu pointed to himself, "Yuan Chu, the original 'Yuan', the first awakened 'Chu', remember?"

The boy looked at her confusedly.

Yuan Chu touched his head: "Master Jinxiu is awesome."

He Guigui: [Where is it great? There is no reaction at all, and your expression is wasted in vain. 】

"The weather is nice today, let's go out to soak up the sun." Yuan Chu pushed a wheelchair and was about to hug He Jinxiu, but suddenly stopped and turned his head to look out the window.

He Guigui hid behind the curtains and saw a familiar car slowly driving in, his face suddenly gloomy.

Yuan Chu helped He Jinxiu to lie down and covered the quilt: "It seems that the sun won't be able to bask in it."

Downstairs, Aunt Wang walked in with a bad expression, glanced at Yuan Chu who was standing at the entrance of the stairs, pushed open He Jinxiu's door, looked around, took a few photos with her mobile phone, and sent them out.

At this time, Aunt Wang's routine work is to check whether the formation of the villa is functioning normally.

Yuan Chu knew about the existence of the formation, and there was a way to break the formation, but she couldn't do it. He Jinxiu is still too weak, and she will only usher in more strict monitoring. Besides, she has not established contact with him, and is limited by the law, and cannot protect him comprehensively.

"How's the situation these days?" Aunt Wang asked.

Yuan Chu replied, "It's almost the same as before."

"Did you encounter anything strange?"

"no."

Aunt Wang scrutinized her a few times, and found that her complexion was obviously not as good as when she first met, she nodded secretly, it seemed that the feng shui of the villa really had an effect on her, and none of the five before her had more than half a year. don't know how long she can hold on.

"That's good." Aunt Wang urged again, "You only need to be in charge of Master Jinxiu's diet and hygiene, and you don't need to do other unnecessary things."

"Got it." Yuan Chu glanced at her lightly, not taking her words to heart. When the child of luck gets out of trouble, these people who have hurt him will not have a good end.

In the room, He Guigui stared at Aunt Wang icyly, with a suffocating aura that seemed real.

Aunt Wang has been guarding the villa for three years without incident. In addition to being stubborn, she is also wearing something to ward off evil spirits, and she regularly goes to temples to ask eminent monks to exorcise evil spirits. Ghosts can't help her.

On the same day, Aunt Wang stayed at the villa for one night and left in a hurry after confirming that there was no abnormality.

Because of her appearance, He Guigui affected his mood, wrapped himself in a ghost, and was unhappy.

"Master Jinxiu." Yuan Chu pushed open the door and entered.

The boy on the bed opened his eyes and stared at her blankly.

He is now able to react accordingly when he hears the original voice.

Yuan Chu showed what he was holding: "Look what I found in the study? A notebook."

He Guigui glanced disinterestedly.

What's so rare about an old laptop?

Yuan Chu came to the bedside, helped He Jinxiu up, then sat beside him and opened the notebook: "I checked it just now, and it still works, and the internet is very smooth. Let's watch the movie, shall we?"

He Guigui floated over slowly, curled up into a ball, and crouched between his body and her.

"What kind of movies do thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boys like to watch?" Yuan Chu said to himself while rummaging.

【I like watching basketball games. 】He Guigui replied.

"Animation." Yuan Chu chose a top-ranked animated animation.

He Guigui: Listening to children's songs and watching animations, this woman always treats him as a child!

One minute before the broadcast, He Guigui swore never to watch it.

Five minutes after playing, it smells so good!

He Guigui couldn't take her eyes off of her, the ghost energy on her body fluctuated with her emotions, and the chills penetrated the original shoulders and arms, and half of her body was almost paralyzed.

The original did not move, but his expression remained calm. Only his face was slightly pale, and his lips were blue-purple.

He Guigui watched the cartoon with relish, and unconsciously half of his soul body merged with his body. Gathered on top of his head, forming a confrontation with the ghost.

After an episode of animation ended, the ending song started to play. He Guigui immediately turned his head to look at Yuan Chu: [Hurry up for the next episode. 】

The voice suddenly stopped, and he found that the original face was pale and his lips were purple, as if he was about to die.

He was startled, his soul body detached from his body again, and the originally condensed luck also dissipated.

Yuan Chu secretly said a pity, and then clicked on the next episode as if nothing happened.

He Guigui stepped aside and kept a distance of five or six meters from her until her face gradually returned to normal.

He almost forgot that this person was a victim sent by the He family, born in the lunar calendar, nourishing the yin and attracting ghosts.

But he always wanted to get close to her, and he couldn't bear the tenderness she brought him.

【You should feel my presence, right? 】He Guigui asked.

There was no response at first.

It is very uncomfortable to be invaded by ghost qi, and it is impossible for a normal person to be unaware.

【While you can save it, you... 】

Let's go.

He Guigui couldn't say these two words.

He didn't want her to go.

[Stay with me for a month, and you will leave in a month, okay...] He Guigui's voice was filled with prayer and guilt.

"Is it an hour?" Yuan Chu said suddenly, "Looking for too long is bad for your eyes."

She turned off the video and rubbed the boy's forehead: "Go to sleep for a while, I'll call you when you eat."

The young man lay flat with her support, but did not close his eyes, looking at her fixedly.

"Sleep." Yuan Chu reached out to cover his eyes.

The boy closed his eyes, waited for Yuan Chu to leave the room, then slowly opened it again, staring at the door in a trance.

【What are you looking at? What is not yours will never be yours. 】He Guigui's eyes were red, as if he was about to cry.

Yuan Chu stood at the door, his head turned slightly, his eyes soft.

He Jinxiu, trust her, okay?

Only his trust can bind them together.

He was afraid of hurting himself, but he didn't dare to go further.

She had to let him know that she was capable of helping him regenerate the Jedi.

A few days later, it was another rainy day.

Yuan Chu took an umbrella and He Guigui and drove away from the villa.

Park the car, open the umbrella at first, and walk into the flower and bird market.

【What are you doing here? 】He Guigui floated behind her, looking left and right.

I originally bought a pot of cyclamen and a few bags of flower seeds.

【Do you want to grow flowers? Aunt Wang won't let you raise it. 】He Guigui reminds me.

"I wonder if Young Master Jinxiu will like it?" Yuan Chu asked in a low voice.

He Guigui: [...You can raise it if you want, but don't let Aunt Wang find out. 】

Leaving the flower and bird market, Yuan Chu held an umbrella, holding a cyclamen, and strolled in the rain.

Yuan Chu stood still as he passed an intersection.

[The green light is on, are you still going? 】He Guigui pinched her ears with his ghost claws.

At this moment, a harsh braking sound came, and a bus seemed to be out of control, rushing diagonally towards the crosswalk.

The passersby who had not yet crossed the crosswalk were all stunned. One of them happened to be standing on the route of the head-on collision. Seeing that the tragedy was about to happen, a hand suddenly stretched out and pulled him, narrowly passing the bus.

A large amount of rain splashed over, the bus rushed into the green belt not far away, passengers screamed in horror, pedestrians retreated, some took out their mobile phones to record videos, and some called the police. The scene was very chaotic.

【Are you OK! 】He Guigui looked at Yuan Chu nervously, and when he saw her going to save people just now, he was almost scared to death.

The man who was rescued by Yuan Chu sat on the ground with soft legs, and did not recover for a long time.

Yuan Chu returned to the street and turned to look at the bus.

He Guigui breathed a sigh of relief: [Fortunately, you didn't cross the road just now...] Speaking of this, he suddenly seemed to think of something, and he looked at Yuan Chu in amazement, "Did you know there would be a car accident? 】

Seeing that she didn't respond, he followed her line of sight and saw that the passengers in the bus, with the help of passersby, jumped out of the bus in a panic.

But after a while, two ghost figures ran out with the other passengers, looking around with blank expressions.

[Two people died. 】He Guigui said without wavering.

Yuan Chu walked over slowly and stopped at a place no more than four or five meters away from the ghost.

[There is nothing to see, let's go back. 】He Guigui covered her eyes, but it was useless.

Yuan Chu put the cyclamen in his hand on the ground.

He Guigui looked at her behavior in confusion.

The cyclamen exuded a faint fragrance, which attracted the attention of two ghost figures.

They involuntarily drifted towards this side.

【What do you want to do? 】He Guigui stood in front of Yuan Chu, staring at them vigilantly.

The two ghost figures didn't seem to hear his voice, they just stared blankly at the pot of cyclamen, but after a while, their figures gradually faded and disappeared into the rain.

He Guigui: [! ! ! 】what's the situation? ? ?

"May the deceased rest in peace." Yuan Chu whispered.

He Guigui turned his head sharply: [Are you superseding them? 】

Yuan Chu bent down and picked up the pot of cyclamen again.

[You said, what were you doing just now? Can you see ghosts? 】He Guigui lies behind her and keeps asking questions.

Yuan Chu remained silent: He Jinxiu, follow me, and I will show you my abilities slowly.

Ghosts are not scary, what is truly scary is the human heart.

So, you have to be strong.

☆, ghost king (5)

Originally, cyclamen were placed in He Jinxiu's room, and they were covered with curtains. The other seeds were handled by her one by one, planted in four pots, and placed on her windowsill.

After that, Yuan Chu would go out whenever it rained, and He Guigui would also enjoy a lot of benefits.

【Woman, what are you looking at? ] He Guigui floated over and found that Yuan Chu was browsing news on his mobile phone, and what came into view was a striking headline—the serial disappearance of young people in XX city in the past six months.

【Disappearance incident? 】He Guigui glanced casually, not very interested.

Yuan Chu put away the phone, got up and went to the kitchen to make dinner.

He Guigui chased after her like a spirit behind her, dangling beside her.

At this moment, a twisted grimace appeared outside the window, licking his tongue and drooling at Yuan Chu.

The villa is full of yin, and it often attracts some lonely and wild ghosts. He Guigui usually doesn't pay much attention to them, but now that they are secretly running to peep at the original, he is suddenly angry.

【What to see! This woman is mine! 】 He Guigui's ghost image swelled violently, blocking Yuan Chu behind him, and glared fiercely at the wild ghost outside the window.

The wild ghost was frightened by his aura, and disappeared in a swish.

[Woman, do you think I am super fierce? 】He Guigui changed back to its original size, waving with ghostly energy, asking for praise.

Yuan Chu: "..." Super Fierce doesn't know, Super Middle 2 is for sure.

After dinner was ready, Yuan Chu helped He Jinxiu to the restaurant, tied him a bib, helped him hold the spoon tightly, and guided him to eat by himself.

It was extremely embarrassing to eat spoonfuls by spoonfuls. Many meals and oil juices were sprinkled on the bibs, and He Guigui was seen jumping aside.

【Didn't you feed well before? Why let him eat it himself! Don't you know he can't take care of himself? 】

"Young Master Jinxiu did a great job, come here, take another bite." Yuan Chu held the boy's hand and watched him stumbling over his meal, boasting every time he took a bite, without the slightest hint of ridicule on his face.

Gradually, He Guigui was no longer excited, and silently watched everything in front of him.

[I can eat by myself, I am not a waste. ] He has never wanted to become a normal person like this, to have dinner with her, to surf the Internet together, and to study together.

With a strong will, part of the soul merged into the body, the dull eyes of the young man gradually brightened like a gem dusted off, and the scattered focal lengths converged into a single point, reflecting the original figure.

The fingers holding the spoon tighten a little bit, the movement becomes smooth, and the food is delivered into the mouth without error.

"It's great." Yuan Chu removed the hand that was holding the back of his hand, and the spoon was still firmly in his hand, and it didn't fall off.

The corner of the boy's mouth was slightly raised, and while looking at her, he scooped up the second spoonful. His dry lips were moistened by the oil stains, bringing a touch of anger to his pale and gloomy face.

As the youth's sanity recovered, He Guigui's eyes became sluggish, and his figure seemed to disappear at any time.

The young man and his soul were in a semi-integrated state, and the luck that was spilling out was gradually returning.

Suddenly, a harsh bell rang in the living room, breaking the delicate balance.

He Guigui's heart was shocked, he broke away from his body again, and floated beside Yuan Chu blankly.

Yuan Chu got up and went to the living room, picking up the landline microphone.

A strange man's voice came from the microphone: "Is that Miss Yuan?"

"Yes."

"I'm He Jinxiu's second uncle." The man said in a distant tone, "I will be entertaining distinguished guests at the villa tonight. It's not convenient for you to be there. I hope you leave the villa before 8:30 and come back to work tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Yuan Chu hung up the phone calmly, his eyes darkening slightly.

After having dinner with He Jinxiu, helping him to wash up briefly, he sent him back to his room to lie down.

[They are coming over? 】He Guigui's expression changed between fear and resentment.

Yuan Chu took his backpack, turned around and walked out the door.

【do not go! 】He Guigui followed closely behind her.

The original footsteps stopped, but in the end, he did not bring him, and walked out of the villa.

【Don't leave me alone! 】A hoarse voice came from behind her, but it failed to stop her from leaving, and the door slowly closed in front of his eyes.

Yuan Chu stood outside the door, a stream of light flashed in his pupils, and he had foreseen what would happen at night.

He Jinxiu's second uncle, He Mingyuan, will bring Feng Shui master Qiu Zhen to the villa to urge the formation and forcibly borrow luck, because they will have a multi-billion-dollar deal to discuss. addition.

In fact, there is no need for them to do this at all. With the current strength of the formation, it is enough to ensure the success of the business. However, He Mingyuan was not greedy enough and wanted to gain greater benefits.

Originally, he took care of He Jinxiu for ten days, and finally created an opportunity for him to unite his soul.

He Jinxiu's resentment will increase, and the difficulty of fusion will be greatly increased.

Yuan Chu sat on a bench in the park, looking at the endlessly flowing road, and fell into contemplation.

At this moment, her eyes narrowed, and she looked at a construction site under construction a hundred meters away.

There are several unfinished buildings standing in the construction site. They are surrounded by protective walls in the middle of the city, which is very abrupt.

At first, he just watched, without any other action, and waited until late at night, when the voice gradually faded, then withdrew his gaze, got up slowly, and drove back to the villa. Halfway through the road, the cars of He Mingyuan and several others crossed. Qiu Zhen, a Feng Shui master sitting in the car, glanced at her casually, and seemed to feel something. When he was about to take a closer look, the car had already driven a long way.

The villa isolated on the mountain is shrouded in darkness, without a trace of popularity.

Yuan Chu gently pushed open the door of the villa, and a cold ghostly energy rushed towards his face, chilling to the bone.

She didn't turn on the light, and walked slowly upstairs in the dark. The closer he got to He Jinxiu's room, the stronger the ghostly energy.

Frost gradually condensed on the original hair, and her lips were frozen purple, but her footsteps were still steady, and she came to the door step by step.

Unscrew the door handle and walk into this desperate and painful space.

【roll! 】A hoarse voice charged towards Yuan Chu with endless anger, but avoided her body when approached.

The hair flew up, and the original stood still.

She raised her hand slowly and turned on the light in the room.

The light suddenly appeared, but it went out the next second.

Yuan Chu didn't try to turn on the light again, but turned around and left the room.

With a loud bang, the door closed behind her.

He Guigui curled up in the corner, turned off the lights and closed the door, refusing to communicate, but when Yuan Chu really left, he felt extremely uncomfortable.

In the darkness, ghosts are pervading, and resentment is full of resentment.

At this moment, the door was opened again, and a ray of light penetrated in.

He Guigui slowly turned his head and saw a figure swaying in the light.

Yuan Chu held a candle and walked towards him slowly. The candle flame was so weak, but at this time it was like the sun, burning his eyes, two drops of blood and tears condensed in the eye sockets, the young man lying on the bed slowly opened his eyes and accurately included her in his own.

"Master Jinxiu, I'm back, how are you?"

A simple question made He Guigui instantly burst into tears.

[I'm not good, in the beginning, I'm not good at all...] ​​The use and harm of his relatives made him physically and mentally exhausted. Those people lived a life of fine clothes and food, and he could only stay in this cage, and he could not survive and die.

"Don't be afraid, I'm here." Yuan Chu wiped the boy's tears and gently took him into his arms.

Her body temperature was low, but it made him feel extremely warm.

He closed his eyes, raised his trembling fingers, and grabbed the edge of her clothes with all his strength.

He Mingyuan asked her to come back tomorrow, but she still came back late at night, not afraid of the strong ghost qi, enduring the biting cold, and came to him without hesitation.

In an instant, there was a faint pulling force between the two, and the connection was established in the next instant.

Clear the clouds and see the sun, and rejuvenate.

He held him like this from the beginning until dawn.

After spending a night in a ghostly room, her whole body was stiff, her face was frighteningly white, and when she was motionless, she looked no different from a corpse.

He Guigui was almost terrified when he saw her like this. Ignoring the danger of being burned by the sun, he forcibly controlled his arms to open the curtains and let the sun shine in.

Originally lying in bed for a while in the sun, feeling that his body temperature had risen a little, he turned over to get up, washed himself and He Jinxiu briefly, and then went to the kitchen to cook a pot of hot soup. After filling his stomach, his face became bloody again.

He Guigui always kept a few meters away from her, for fear of getting too close and making her uncomfortable. He didn't find that he didn't feel any discomfort when he left the room on a sunny day.

After tidying up the kitchen, Yuan Chu put on his bag again, as if he was ready to go out.

【Where are you going? 】He Guigui stood in the shadows, looking pitifully at Yuan Chu, who opened the door.

Yuan Chu opened the black umbrella in his hand.

He Guigui said strangely: [The weather is so good today, why do you want to use an umbrella? 】

Yuan Chu stood in the sun and turned his head slightly: "Do you want to go out with me?"

He Guigui didn't react for a while, and after a long while, he suddenly woke up: [Are you talking to me? ? ? 】

The original gaze was fixed on him.

He Guigui's heart was hot, and he walked out of the shadow almost immediately, but he hesitated again when he saw the sunlight outside.

The original did not move, quietly waiting in place.

He Guigui met her peaceful gaze, took the first step firmly, and slowly walked into the square inch that she had opened up for herself.

The sun was blocked by the black umbrella, and the dazzling light did not make him feel the pain.

"Let's go, go out for a walk." Yuan Chu took a step forward and walked towards the garage.

He Guigui adorned her back, and her ghostly aura almost enveloped her.

[You can really see me. 】

"Um."

【Then why did you ignore me before? 】He Guigui complained of grievances.

"I'm not familiar with you."

【Then why are you ignoring me now? 】

Yuan Chu: "You are familiar."

He Guigui: [ψ(╰_╯)o]

☆、Ghost King (6)

【What are we doing here? 】He Guigui looked at the construction site in front of him with doubts on his face.

"Didn't you find anything unusual here?" Yuan Chu asked without answering.

He Guigui said casually: "The ghost is very strong, but I haven't seen any ghosts."

A ghostly aura lingers in the construction site, which persists even in the sun, but it is not as condensed as He Guigui.

"Well." Yuan Chu walked into the construction site with an umbrella.

"Who are you? Outsiders are not allowed to come in and out at will." A man who looked like a foreman came over and stopped in front of Yuan Chu.

Yuan Chu looked at the pile of bricks next to him: "Excuse me, where do you buy these bricks from?"

The foreman looked at her strangely and replied, "Malong Brick Factory in the eastern suburbs."

"Thank you." Yuan Chu politely thanked him, then pointed to one of the bricks and asked, "Can you sell this brick to me?"

Ten minutes later, Yuan Chu left the construction site with a brick under the inexplicable eyes of the foreman.

【This brick is not clean, you take it with you. 】He Guigui gave a worried look with disgust.

"I know." Yuan Yuan put the bricks under the seat, and drove towards the eastern suburbs.

【Are you going to go to that brick factory? 】He Guigui came up with a ghost head from the umbrella handle, vaguely guessing her intention.

"Well, there are some things that need to be confirmed."

Fifty minutes later, Yuan Chu came to the vicinity of the Malong Brick Factory.

She didn't go in, just stood on the slope and observed it from a distance.

He Guigui watched with a sullen face for a long time, hesitantly said: [The ghost here seems to be heavier than the construction site just now. 】

Yuan Chu's eyes were deep and deep: "Do you remember the serial disappearance of teenagers before?"

【what do you mean? 】He Guigui couldn't believe it.

"Half a year, seven children, no bones left." Yuan Chu's voice was a bit cold. Life is so precious that no one has the right to take it away at will, let alone in such a cruel way.

The murderer took pleasure in hunting children, then crushed their bodies into bricks and shipped them in all directions. These children died in vain, their souls were broken, and they were left full of resentment. Build a house with these resentful bricks, and future occupants will suffer.

He Guigui's face was fierce and blood flashed in his eyes, and he said ruthlessly: "Why are there always some inhuman bastards in this world?"

"Whether good or bad, it is human nature."

The choice to do good or evil is entirely up to you.

Yuan Chu returned to the car, found a courier company, packed the bricks, left a report letter, and then sent it to the local police station to have them test the ingredients in the bricks.

A few days later, the serial disappearance of teenagers that shocked the country was announced. The murderer was a worker in a brick factory. Because the method is too cruel, the specific details have not been released. It's just that all the bricks sold by the brick factory in the past six months were recovered, which led to the temporary suspension of construction at several construction sites.

The bones of these children can no longer be recovered. Originally, they bought paper money incense candles, brought He Guigui, followed the breath of the dead, and helped them escape one by one.

He Guigui watched the ghosts wandering in the world, all of which were purified from the original, and an indescribable emotion occurred in his heart.

[Original, can you help me? 】 After seeing her difference, He Guigui suddenly had extravagant hopes.

"How do you want me to help you?" Yuan Chu asked.

【Take me out of here! 】

Yuan Chu looked at him: "Where do you think I will take you to not be found by the He family?"

He Guigui suddenly became frustrated.

With the wealth and connections of the He family, he could not escape at all, and he would also implicate Yuan Chu. The He family are ruthless and unscrupulous, and they have no scruples, because all the debts they owe will be borne by him.

Yuan Chu sat on the edge of the bed and focused on trimming the boy's nails. His long eyelashes cast a faint shadow under his eyes. He looked peaceful and calmed down He Guigui, who was chaotic.

"You are still too weak." The original soft voice sounded in the room, "If you want to get out of trouble, you must be strong."

【what should I do? 】He Guigui humbly asks for advice.

"Rescue the dead with me." Yuan Chu wiped his fingers carefully, "Accumulate merit and reverse the formation."

As long as He Jinxiu has enough merit, his luck cannot be easily deprived.

"In addition to the necessary study tasks in the future, I will take you out to save the dead in my spare time." Yuan Chu helped the teenager lie down and looked up at He Guigui, "You can also ask the ghosts nearby to see if they need to seek justice. Or overreach."

【Oh. 】He Guigui nodded obediently.

That night, he summoned all the ghosts nearby to share their death experiences, and he really found a few ghosts who needed help.

He Guigui immediately led them to see Yuan Chu.

[This old ghost is called 'Sun Qi', his son-in-law bought him a high-value insurance, and then drowned him, pretending to be an accident, JC didn't doubt it.

[There is also this female ghost, who fell to her death while climbing the mountain. Her family has never found her bones, and she is still missing.

The situation of this kid is rather special. He said that he and two other classmates were captured by human traffickers. He was killed in the middle and thrown into the wilderness. The two classmates should still be alive. hope you can find someone to rescue them as soon as possible. 】

Yuan Chu looked at this little devil carefully, but at the age of seven or eight, the time of death was in the last two days.

Her pupils shrank, and scenes flashed in her eyes, quickly capturing several key pieces of information.

"His classmates are indeed still alive." Yuan Chu took out a pen and paper, wrote down a series of license plate numbers and driving routes, and sent a report letter to the police station.

He Guigui's face is stunned: [That's it? 】

"We have to trust JC's ability to do things." Yuan Chu wrote down the basic information of the old ghost and the female ghost, and added, "Our main task is to save the dead, and it is JC's job to track down criminals."

He Guigui: [...Oh. 】

On the other side, the police station that just cracked a major case received another report letter of the same paragraph. The reason why it is said to be "the same paragraph" is mainly because the handwriting is the same as last time, and the content of the report is simple and clear.

Based on this information, the police immediately called out surveillance and checked the passing vehicles. Sure enough, they stopped the gang of traffickers on the way and successfully rescued the two children. During the interrogation process, it was found that they still had a human life on their hands, and they immediately sent someone to the place where they abandoned the body to find the poor child.

"Are you relieved now?" Yuan Chu stood on the top of the hill, watching JC dig out the kid's body, and turned to the kid beside him.

[Well, thank you sister. 】The kid showed a happy smile.

At this moment, a bleak call sounded in the mountains and forests: "Xiao Qian!"

A middle-aged couple threw themselves on the stretcher and cried heart-to-heart when they saw the child's body.

There was a look of sadness and reluctance in the little ghost's eyes.

"Let's go, maybe you can be their child in your next life." Yuan Chu comforted.

【Um. 】The kid nodded, his figure turned into a little starlight, dissipating in the air.

[Doesn't he want to accompany his parents any more? 】He Guigui asked inexplicably.

"Yin and yang are separated, and you can't cross the line casually. It is also a blessing to be able to let go of obsessions as soon as possible." Yuan Chu took out a notebook from his pocket and flipped through it. Tell them where her bones are."

【Do you want to send it again? Aren't you afraid of being suspected? 】He Guigui always felt that she was a little too casual in her actions.

"You're right." Yuan Chu put He Guigui into the umbrella, "Then I'll let you go this time."

He Guigui: [? ? ? 】

According to the address provided by the female ghost, Yuan Chu drove to a garden community, and after dark, released He Guigui and asked him to give the female ghost's parents a dream.

【Why not let her go by herself? 】He Guigui protested.

"Not all ghosts can run around." Yuan Chu explained, "If there is no one to guide the soul, most ghosts can't leave the dead place or the area where the bones are."

The ghosts He Guigui found either died near the villa, or were buried near the villa, which itself was a shady place that was easy to attract evil.

In the end, He Guigui went reluctantly.

It is not the first time for him to do this kind of dream. As long as it is not the kind of sand sculpture dream of cutting **, he can control it well.

Half an hour later, He Guigui came back erratically, looking like his body was hollowed out.

Yuan Chu glanced at him, and secretly put the training for stamina on the agenda.

The next day, Aunt Wang, who originally sent him over to check the situation, gave He Guigui two more lessons, and then took him to deal with the old ghost.

In order to avoid suspicion, the old ghost's son-in-law coaxed his wife to buy an insurance for the old ghost, and designated his wife as the beneficiary. Then he planned to kill the old ghost, stole the insurance money from his wife, and abused her for various reasons.

The old ghost didn't care about his grievances, he just hoped that his daughter would have a better life.

The old ghost said: [I was about to die, but I couldn't worry about my daughter. 】

[What a fool. 】He Guigui mocked, 【If it were me, I would have to kill that scumbag! 】

Yuan Chu: Are you a half-dead guy qualified to speak ruthlessly?

"Find JC if you have any grievances." Yuan Chu calmly said, "It's time to send a report letter again."

[There is no evidence this time, is it useful to report? 】He Guigui suspects.

Yuan Chu raised his eyes: "It seems that you don't know enough about my abilities. I figured it out. When I found out that the murderer committed the crime, a photographer accidentally photographed the process of his crime."

He Guigui: Is there such an operation? ? ?

After establishing a connection with the Child of Luck, part of the original ability is also unlocked. Especially in this supernatural world, it is like a duck to water.

Originally, found the photographer and asked him to help recall the photos at that time. Sure enough, found clues in a few photos. Because it was a casual shot of the landscape, and the distance was relatively far, the photographer didn't look at it carefully. Now, he enlarged them and arranged them in order, which actually restored the scene of the scumbag son-in-law pushing the old man into the river.

Originally, the evidence was put into an envelope, the identity information of the perpetrator was written down, and then it was anonymously mailed to the local police station.

The police station that received three reports of the same type in succession: "???"

Did the whistleblower have a crime detector on him? ? ?

[But in this way, my daughter will not get any benefits. 】The old ghost is in a hurry.

He Guigui explained: [This insurance was purchased in the name of your daughter, and the beneficiary is also your daughter. She has a high chance of getting the insurance money. Even if you can't get it, at least your daughter has gotten rid of the scumbag. As long as she works hard in the future, life will always get better and better. 】

The old ghost felt that what he said was reasonable, and was finally satisfied.

☆, ghost king (seven)

He Mingyuan feels that the past six months have not been smooth. Since the last big deal was negotiated, the company's performance has shown a trend of slow decline. Although the profit is not small, it is obviously better than the previous tens of hundreds of times the rate of return. Not enough to see.

He once wondered if there was something wrong with He Jinxiu. Master Qiu reassured him. After catalyzing Qi Yun, it was normal for such a relatively stable situation. This was also because He Jinxiu's luck was strong enough to offset the negative effects of the forbidden spells.

After listening to Master Qiu's explanation, He Mingyuan felt a little relieved, but the difference between the front and back made him unhappy. He was not happy and wanted to find someone to vent.

In the evening, He Mingyuan invited a few friends to the private club of Cangjin, ordered some beautiful and handsome guys, opened a few bottles of champagne, played in the dark and dark, and finally each found a favorite partner to open the room.

The next day, He Mingyuan was woken up by a hurried knock on the door. He got up from the bed with a displeased face, and as soon as he opened the door, someone grabbed his arm tightly.

"Liu Zili, what are you doing?" He Mingyuan couldn't help frowning when he looked at the man with a flustered and disheveled expression.

"Brother He has an accident, you must help me." Liu Zili looked around, then dragged He Mingyuan to his room.

"What are you doing..." He Mingyuan inadvertently raised his head and saw the scene that made him mute. There was a girl with red fruit lying on the bed, her skin was bruised and purple, and she had obviously suffered an abuse. What was even more shocking was that her lower body was bloody and severely injured.

He Mingyuan took a deep breath. Although he is a romantic person, he has always been aware of proportions and rarely plays perverted games such as X abuse. This is the first time have encountered such a scene.

"I was drunk yesterday, and I couldn't control it...that's it." Liu Zili said with a guilty conscience.

"Liu Zili, I've known you for so long, I didn't know you had such a hobby!" He Mingyuan glared at him fiercely.

Liu Zili put his hands together: "Brother He, I don't dare anymore, please, you must help me this time."

He Mingyuan asked, "Who else knows about this?"

"only you!"

He Mingyuan pondered for a moment, and said, "I'll ask my personal doctor to come and see her later. If the situation is not too serious, you can give her 300,000, it's private."

"What if the situation is more serious?" Liu Zili asked carefully.

"Then 1 million!" He Mingyuan said coldly, "You must find someone to find out her identity as soon as possible. No matter what method you use, you must let her agree to be private."

Liu Zili is also a person of some fame and status. The outside world knows that he has a good relationship with himself. If he exposes a scandal, he will also be implicated.

"Understood." Liu Zili made a call immediately and asked the manager of the club to send over the woman's information.

He Mingyuan contacted his personal doctor and gave the woman a detailed examination. The result is not optimistic, she may become disabled, and she may not even be able to give birth in the future.

After the woman woke up, she was angry and painful and resolutely disagreed with her, but He Mingyuan and Liu Zili had already investigated her identity and threatened her with her younger brother. In the end, the woman chose to compromise and accepted Liu Zili's 1 million compensation.

He Mingyuan originally thought that this matter was over, but unexpectedly, it would soon become more complicated. At their request, the woman did not go to the hospital for treatment. As a result, the wound was seriously infected and she died.

Liu Zili was worried that JC would find him, and was anxious all day. He Mingyuan could only give him another trick, let him preemptively and expose the fact that the woman had done J, and her private life was rotten. Her family must be ashamed to see people, and they dare not disclose the cause of her death. As a result, they will naturally not report the case.

Liu Zili was ecstatic and flattered He Mingyuan.

He Mingyuan was very useful, and his originally dissatisfied mood became happy with his flattering praise.

he didn't know about it