She said this to scare Lou Jing, of course, there are ghosts, but none of the ghosts in Youzhou City knew that Lou Jing belonged to her, and none of them dared to touch him.

Bitzen sighed a few words about the current world again, revealing the subtext: How dangerous it is for you to live outside, Dingtianfu is the safest.

Seeing Lou Jing lowered his head, his expression became a little more dazed, Biten struck while the iron was hot, and said in the most sincere tone: "That's why I want to ask you to come to Dingtianfu to stay temporarily, there is no other meaning, I will send you back when the ghosts recede. ,how?"

Go to Dingtianfu... stay temporarily?

Forget it, he is a blind man, and he doesn't know how much trouble he will cause the Palace Master when he goes.

Moreover, what reason does he have to accept her care with peace of mind?

Lou Jing pursed his lips and thought for a moment, clenched the corner of his clothes, and refused as expected: "Palace Master, thank you for your kindness, but I can't go back to Dingtianfu with you." Trouble, he is a foreigner living in Dingtianfu, which will inevitably affect Biten's reputation. It is unreasonable to say anything.

Lou Jing said softly: "Palace Master, rest assured, Xuanqing Temple is blessed by Taoist Xuanqing's immortals, and ordinary ghosts cannot enter."

Beaten knew Lou Jing's stubbornness. Once she identified something, she wouldn't let go no matter how much she tried to coax her, so although she was helpless, she didn't persuade her any further: "Okay, then you have to be more careful on weekdays, and it's easy at night. Don't go out."

Lou Jing nodded meekly, eating the sweet-scented osmanthus cake that Beaten had just bought for him, one bite at a time.

In the evening, Biten sent Lou Jing back to Xuanqing Temple.

Before parting, Beaten was still unwilling, and whispered in his ear resentfully, trying to persuade him: "Lou Jing, if you change your mind, you can tell me at any time, I don't have much else to do in Tianfu, and the room is still empty. A lot of them, if you feel bad about it, just help me draw a few more talismans..."

"Palace Master, there is really no need."

The sky was getting colder, Lou Jing was wearing a fox fur, and his neck was surrounded by a fluffy stand-up collar, which made his appearance more delicate. , Palace Master has been busy for so long today, so hurry back and rest."

Beaten had no choice but to bow her head dejectedly, "Okay, then I'll go."

"It's really gone." Beaten said, took a few steps outside the door, and made a deliberate noise to create the illusion that she had left.

After Lou Jing stood in the wind for a while, she groped to enter the door. She crossed the wall three or two times and floated to Lou Jing's bed, listening to Lou Jing's voice outside.

He is feeding Perak Osmanthus Cake.

That silly dog's tail was wagging happily, it must not know that this is what she, the evil ghost, bought for it.

"Squeak" Lou Jing pushed open the door and entered.

Beaten rolled wildly on his bed because he couldn't see.

Why don't you go home with her? why why!

Lou Jing: "?" I seem to have heard a strange sound?

Lou Jing touched the side of the bed suspiciously, and found that the folded quilt was spread out after getting up in the morning.

"..." Did he remember it wrong? He didn't fold the quilt in the morning?

Lou Jing was stunned for a while, then stretched out his hand and continued to touch it, wanting to check whether the ghost exorcism talisman placed under the pillow was still there.

He touched an inch forward, and Beaten stepped back an inch, as if hiding a cat, Ren Loujing unknowingly touched all the way under the pillow.

Then touch a pile of spell fragments.

Lou Jing: "..." The talisman can only exist in two forms, either burnt to ashes while devouring the ghost energy, or it is still intact, what's the matter with pieces?

Lou Jing had never encountered such a situation before, scratching his head while holding a piece of debris, puzzled.

He quickly thought of a possibility.

Is it...

Could it be that there are mice in his room!

But this is impossible. The mouse should know that his family is poor and has no food at all.

Beside him, Beaten was lying on the bed with her head propped on her side, staring at him in a daze.

It's so cute that she can't figure it out.

Want to touch, want to hug.

I want to do something indescribable to him.

Lou Jing continued to grope on the bed, whether it was a mouse or something else, it seemed that he was determined to find something.

Beaten hid everywhere, accidentally pressed on the talisman fragment, and made a little noise.

Lou Jing: "!!!" Something really came in!

His heart tightened, and he hurriedly shouted: "Thunderbolt! Come on!"

With a loud bang, he pulled the door open and squeezed in.

Oops!

Beaten quickly hid under the bed.

Thunderbolt came in, made a routine turn, and then made an "Ow", indicating that there were no ghosts.

no ghost? What happened to that sound just now?

Lou Jing only felt the blood all over his body cold.

Thunderbolt won't lie to him, so the only possibility is that the ghost is so powerful that he can hide his body at will... and even ignore the damage of Xianze in the gym.

Is she gone now?

Are you still in this room?

What does she want to do?

"Thunderbolt, come up." Lou Jing patted the bed board, Thunderbolt jumped up immediately, Lou Jing hugged it, and a fast-beating heart finally calmed down a little.

No, don't panic, maybe it's just his imagination.

If it is such a powerful ghost, it shouldn't be against him by now.

He forced himself to calm down, shook off the fragments of the spell on the bed, lay down stiffly, and covered the quilt.

Pili knew that he was going to sleep, and his claws grabbed his arm and fell silent.

Lou Jing didn't sleep, his spirit was tense and he stayed awake all the time.

He was waiting, waiting for the possible ghost to do something.

To this end, he controlled his breathing rate and pretended to be asleep.

After an unknown amount of time, he felt the air around him move, and a cool breeze brushed his arms outside the quilt.