The Witch

Ji Lang stopped and stared at the ghost that was constantly approaching him, wanting to see how close she could get.

And while he looked at Wu Miaomiao, Wu Miaomiao was also looking at him. To be precise, it was the things surrounding him. It was a very complicated black aura with the resentment of ghosts and the hostility of human beings. , There is even a thin aura between heaven and earth. It is a pure energy body that is mixed with a variety of energies with different attributes, but is strange and harmonious. In the words of her master, this group of black air is pure and black.

Since entering the city, Wu Miaomiao noticed that the people in the city were more hostile than the villagers in the stockade. She knows that this is because life in big cities is too busy, interpersonal relationships are too complicated, anger, grievance, incomprehension and other negative emotions create more hostility. She even saw this black air in every tall building she passed by after entering the sea market. But the group in front of me is the purest and most pleasing.

It's like a black and shiny pearl, powerful and beautiful, so wizards like it.

"Ji Lang!" Just when the two eyes were facing each other, the policeman who had just recorded Ji Lang ran out of the police station, "You forgot the key."

The policeman shook the key tied to the access card in his hand.

Ji Lang walked back and took the key: "Thank you."

The policeman was upset about Ji Lang's performance when he just recorded his confession, and warned: "Next time you hit someone casually, I will definitely arrest you."

"Then I wish you success." Ji Lang encouraged.

"You...wait." The policeman turned angrily.

Ji Lang smiled indifferently, holding the key and continuing to walk back. He saw that the female ghost was still standing in the original place and didn't move. He glanced at it and ignored it. He had just beaten up an unlucky ghost today, and he was in a good mood, planning not to care about this bold female ghost.

Just when Ji Lang was about to ignore the female ghost and cross the zebra crossing, the female ghost suddenly stopped in front of him and called out softly: "Msang Gong."

Wu Miaomiao's excited eyes lit up, and the master was right. The future Xianggong was really black and pure, which made people happy when they saw it.

Ji Lang was startled, staring at the female ghost who was even bolder than he expected with a complicated expression, and then he was amused. He is accustomed to encountering a lot of ghosts, but today he actually met one who came to **** his relatives? Sure enough, this ethnic minority girl is passionate, she dares to love and hate.

"Follow." Ji Lang has a special physique since he was young, and there are always ghosts around him. These ghosts gathered around him not to hurt him, but to covet the yin all over him. In the words of ghosts, he is a large mobile gas station. As long as he stays by his side, ordinary ghosts and spirits can be nourished, while the unjust souls will become stronger.

There is no resentment on this female ghost. I think I want to absorb some yin to nourish the spirit body. In the past, although ghosts liked to lean towards him, but their expressions were all fearful. Could it be that he saw one who confessed to him, Ji Lang decided to allow it. She follows and absorbs more. After all, these days, there are not many ghosts with aesthetics.

Seeing Ji Lang let herself follow, Wu Miaomiao was overjoyed, and immediately followed it obediently, and the two walked to the community together in tandem. Ji Lang lives in Building 11 of Huating Community. If you enter from the front entrance of the community, you have to walk a long way around the central garden. Therefore, Ji Lang always enters from the side entrance to the north of the community, and you only need to walk another fifty or sixty meters. You can go to the door of the unit building.

Ji Lang entered the north gate, and Wu Miaomiao followed.

Ji Lang entered the unit building, and Wu Miaomiao followed into the unit building.

Ji Lang entered the elevator, Wu Miaomiao hurried to catch up...

"You..." Ji Lang was about to stop him, who knew he turned around and the female ghost ran into him.

"Ah!" Because of the rush to enter the elevator, Wu Miaomiao did not expect that the future ministers would suddenly stop her, and confiscate her footsteps, and then directly rammed into Ji Lang's arms.

"You!" Ji Lang said two you in a row, but the tone was decidedly different. The former was indifferent and the latter was full of surprise.

When the two walked back before, because the place was empty, the two always kept a distance of more than one meter. In addition, Ji Lang had been accustomed to being followed by various ghosts since he was a child, and he didn't care much. Until Wu Miaomiao hit him, whether it was the weight in his arms or the temperature from the girl's body, it all revealed the fact that this was a person, not a ghost he thought.

After a brief exclamation, Wu Miaomiao hurriedly took a step back, exited the elevator, raised his head, and then took a step back before stopping.

The future Xianggong is so tall, don't take a step back and look at Fei Neck.

Ji Lang was also staring at Wu Miaomiao with a complicated expression.

It's not a ghost, it's the metaphysic who came to trouble him.

"Who are you?" Ji Lang's eyes became more alert, and at the same time he began to look at Wu Miaomiao seriously.

After all these years, those people in the metaphysical circle still don't give up. While trying to kill him, they are talking about cause and effect in a polite manner. It's really ridiculous. Now even minors are sent out.

Wu Miaomiao was stunned. It turned out that the future Xianggong didn't recognize him, so why did he let himself follow? She thought it was the master who had sent a picture of herself to the future Xianggong, so the future Xianggong recognized her at a glance on the road just now.

"I'm Wu Miaomiao, your fiancee." It doesn't matter if you don't know each other, she can introduce herself.

"Fiancee? There are more and more routines in your metaphysical circles. Now you are even using beauty tricks, and you are also getting a minor. Why, if you plan to be a beauty, you can sue me for molesting minors?" Ji Lang ridicule.

"I'm an adult, and I just passed my eighteenth birthday the day before yesterday." Wu Miaomiao emphasized that she was only ready to come out to find a future husband when she was an adult.

"So?"

"Do you not believe what I said?" Wu Miaomiao frowned.

"What do you mean?"

Pretending to be true.

"Wait a minute, I have a token." Wu Miaomiao took off the schoolbag on her back and took out a copybook with a red background and black characters from it, and said, "This is your birthday horoscope, and we have passed the horoscope."

Ji Lang took it and found that his name and date of birth were indeed written on it, and the date was indeed his birthday on the lunar calendar. But this is nothing strange. The old men in the metaphysical world have been thinking about **** him all day. The birth date is no longer a secret.

"This is a token you left behind. The transfer bead you brought with you when you were a kid, the master said, it was originally a pair." Wu Miaomiao revealed the transfer bead on his left wrist.

It was a transfer bead woven into a diamond knot with a red and black rope. It was said to be a transfer bead, and its essence was just a gold bead made by craftsmanship. It was extremely ordinary.

Ji Lang looked at Wu Miaomiao's eyes even more disgusting. Isn't this really a fool?

"You still don't believe it? This is really a pair, you should still have one here." Wu Miao said.

Ji Lang raised his right hand, and pulled his sleeves to reveal his wrist. There was indeed a transfer bead on it that was exactly the same as Wu Miaomiao's hand.

Wu Miaomiao's eyes lit up, thinking that Ji Lang finally believed her.

"Go out and turn left for five hundred meters. You can find the same money at the gold shop counter on the first floor of the shopping mall. You can find the same style at random." Ji Lang pointed to the door behind Wu Miaomiao, "I’m in a good mood now, hurry up. go."

"We are really a pair, I'll prove it to you." Wu Miaomiao knew that Ji Lang would not believe it when she took out a hand strap that was exactly the same, so she raised her hand and pinched a unique Wu clan. Fa Jue, and then pointed to the transfer bead on his left wrist.

At the same time, a scorching sensation came from Ji Lang's wrists.

"Are your transfer beads hot?" Wu Miaomiao asked.

Ji Lang's eyes sharpened instantly, and for the first time he showed a dangerous expression: "How did you do it?"

"This rope is hand-woven by my teacher's father. It contains our two hairs, so there is a connection between the two ropes." Wu Miaomiao explained, "Did you encounter something a month ago? At that time, the transfer beads were extremely hot, and it took me a lot of effort to calm it down."

A month ago?

Ji Lang is born with the ability to dream. As long as he falls asleep, he will enter other people's dreams. Then in the dream, he can talk to the owner of the dream and ask him the truest thoughts in his heart. For this reason, there are few friends around him. One is that the people around him are afraid that Ji Lang can discern their thoughts, and the other is that Ji Lang himself does not want to see those who are still smiling at him during the day, but they all scold him for monsters when they fall asleep at night.

Later, he slowly learned to control this ability, but this kind of control has sequelae, and his ability will get out of control every once in a while, just like a suppressed volcanic eruption. After losing control, he would enter the nightmares of many people overnight, one after another, as if he was going to experience the nightmare he had resisted before, all at once.

Those nightmares are like nights that never wake up, depressing, disgusting, and suffocating. And a month ago, it was when his ability was out of control, and that time there were countless people in the sea market suddenly having nightmares. Ji Lang was stuck in the nightmare all night and all night, vomiting when he woke up disgustingly. After that, he forced himself not to sleep, and he was on the verge of collapse as he stayed next to each other day by day.

Later, he finally couldn't help but fell asleep, and when he woke up, he could control himself again. During this time, he found no abnormalities, except for the faint coolness from his wrists in his sleep.

"Are you still not convinced? If you still don't believe it, you can ask your parents, they agreed when the marriage was first made, were they at home?" Wu Miaomiao thought about the future matriarch not trusting her, he should always believe in his parents. Right.

Not only do you want to enter the room, but you even want to see your parents directly?

"What's your name?" Ji Lang took out his cell phone.

"Wu Miaomiao." Wu Miaomiao.

Ji Lang supported the elevator with one hand and dialed the phone number with the other. Just as he was about to press the dial button, the security door on the side was suddenly pushed open, and a grandma in pajamas came out carrying a bag of garbage. She looked at the elevator entrance. The two of them suddenly scolded bitterly: "Which floor are you on? Why do you occupy the elevator? I pressed the elevator upstairs for a full two minutes, and the elevator did not move, so I almost called the property phone to complain. Now. Why are you so young? This elevator is not yours private, others also use it, you are called occupying public facilities."

"Little girl, come from other places. When you come to our sea market, you must show high quality, otherwise the people in the sea market will not welcome you. Your own quality is low, so don’t say that our locals despise you from other places. People, if you want us to accept you, you have to show high quality, you actually dominate..."

Wu Miaomiao was so big that he hadn't been said so before, and she was instantly stupid.

"Go and complain, it just so happens that the property is also looking for a certain midnight to sneak out trash, and our community is not rated as advanced sanitation people." Ji Langyi pointed out.

The face of the grandma who was still cursing changed, and the garbage bag in her hand was hidden behind her subconsciously.

The city is currently engaged in garbage sorting. The 24-hour garbage bins have been removed, and they can only be thrown out once in the morning and at night. She was unwilling to sort, so she quietly threw her garbage in the public area when the cleaning staff got off work at night, waiting for the cleaning to go to work tomorrow morning to help her clean up.

Last month, the community evaluated the hygiene. Because of the garbage she threw in the middle of the night, the Huating community was not hygienic and the popularity of the property was half dead. A message was sent to the owner group, saying that she wanted to find this black sheep. Since then, this old lady has had nightmares every day, for fear of being discovered that she had lost it, and she has thrown it less frequently.

Because she lived near, Ji Lang had entered her dream, so she knew these things.

"You...you slander!" The old woman snapped.

"Why don't you finish your complaint and go to the police and say I slander you?"

The old woman was dumb, her face turned pale.

Ji Lang snorted coldly and looked at Wu Miaomiao: "Come in."

Wu Miaomiao stepped into the elevator in two steps.

The old woman stood in front of the closed elevator, her face turned green and green, and finally gritted her teeth and went upstairs again carrying the garbage with the safety stairs.