At night, Chen Hua got off work and lay on the wall, he wanted to say a few words to Gu Cheng, but when he heard the movement in his room, he held back.

Looking at the glass window, he couldn't see clearly. He was afraid that he would go over and see Gu Cheng falling out of his eyes and a woman with bloody face talking and laughing and hugging her. That was terrible.

Perhaps in Gu Cheng's eyes, he was a great beauty, but in fact he was a skeleton. He had heard a lot of this kind of thing, which was used by female ghosts to confuse people. He had an illusion in the wilderness, and had a house, a beauties and a servant. When he woke up, he found that he was holding bones in his arms and sleeping on the hillside. They were very good at this.

Is ghosts fun?

Chen Hua couldn't understand. He sat in the yard and wondered whether to hide first and wait until Gu Cheng was normal before becoming a neighbor. It would be too terrible to do this every day.

Even Qing'er is terrifying enough. People have been dead for decades, and the coffin may have rotted. Come over again...

Chen Hua touched his arm and shivered.

"Are monsters so low?" Xia Xiaoman sat on the sofa, counting his fingers. Gu Cheng, who was immortal, was a poor teacher, riding a broken electric bike every day.

The blood clan couple, one is a security guard and the other is a dog in the hospital.

One, one? A witch cat, who was strolling on the street, was slapped by Gu Cheng several times, and now he ran away.

There is no consciousness of being a monster at all.

"Where is it? Are the monsters you imagined to be called on the wind and rain on TV? I was happy to catch two people and eat them. I was unhappy to roll the black-haired wind to kill which princess to the cave?"

"Not that exaggerated, at least it shouldn't be like this now, right?"

"Actually, your uncle Chen's ancestors are quite in line with your imagination. Time is wealth. The lifespan of the blood clan is very long, so they were almost all nobles in the past. They had a lot of time to accumulate their foundation, and wealth was accumulating more and more. After reaching a certain level, they would not have to deliberately do anything and make money continuously."

Gu Cheng's voice came from the kitchen, accompanied by the tick of chopping vegetables.

"There is enough wealth. Even if you encounter turmoil, you have nothing at the moment. When the turmoil passes, you can dig out the money hidden in the ground, and you can buy a manor and hire some servants to continue your life. Repeat the days before, which was probably like this before."

The legend of monsters in the East and the West is very different. In the stories of the East, most of them eat people without spitting bones. They occupy a mountain and go to the village to grab women from time to time, or use tricks to tease people passing by in the wilderness. The West has formed groups and turned into a special class, including vampire parties, werewolf parties, and witch dinners. It is very mysterious anyway.

"Then what? Why are you so depressed?" Xia Xiaoman went to the window and glanced at the next door.

"What should I say? At that time, there were guys who liked to hold torches to burn the aliens. The witches were forced to perish, and the blood clan was almost the same."

"Witches are of blood, not learned?" Xia Xiaoman was stunned.

"Who told you that I learned it? If I could learn it, I will turn you into a dog now."

“…”

Xia Xiaoman sighed, with a pointed hat, riding a broom... Well, Lilith said that the witch actually didn't ride a broom, it should be true.

It is uncomfortable to think of it as a means of transportation. Although Dongfang has the fantasy of controlling swords, it is also trampled on the soles of his feet, not stuffed under his crotch.

"Oh, my fantasy was shattered when I thought of the witch being burned to death."

"You've become a ghost."

Gu Cheng brought the plate out and put it on the table, then returned to the kitchen to work hard.

Xia Xiaoman was sitting on the sofa playing with her hair. She found the benefits of becoming a ghost. She didn't need to wash her hair, and her long hair was also fluffy. If she wanted, it could be even softer than fluffy.

You don’t need to take a shower, you won’t get dust on your body, and you won’t have any messy secretions… refers to skin oil.

You don’t have to wear shoes, run around barefoot, and don’t have to worry about stepping on glass slags, and it won’t be dirty.

She snatched her feet and wanted to step on Gu Cheng's pillow for a few times, but she didn't think about it, so she looked stupid instead.

"What about Dongfang?" she turned her head and asked.

"Oriental, it's much earlier than them, many years earlier."

"Why haven't you heard of it?"

"Because it was too early, there was no record of it, and it was all destroyed in history."

"for example?"

"Have you heard of the Di people?"

"What is that?"

"A kind of disappearing into history...is also a monster now."

Gu Cheng brought the rice out, and only had a pair of bowls and chopsticks, indicating that he had eaten it himself, and did not even give her the fruit.

If she performs well, she can satisfy her greed. Now she can't be nice to her, so as not to get more aggressive and squeeze into the bed at night.

Da Xia and the female ghost are used to cool down together, but Gu Cheng is not interested. He would rather turn on the air conditioner or a hair dryer than Xia Xiaoman get to his bed. Although she crawled when she was a child, she is now a big girl.

Xia Xiaoman grabbed his hair and let it slide out of his hand. Suddenly, he remembered that he had just touched his feet and shook his hand. As a ghost, he was still a little bit of psychological effect.

"Have you left behind antiques for so many years? For example, the bowl you eat was used by Cixi?"

Gu Cheng paused his chopsticks after hearing this.

"The sofa you are sitting on is from Shang and Zhou dynasties." He said.

"Really?!" Xia Xiaoman stood up from the sofa, then stood there and took a deep breath.

"Really, from Shang and Zhou dynasties."

Gu Cheng looked at her with pity, and at a young age, he became a fool.

"You are so annoying."

Xia Xiaoman didn't want to talk anymore, so he walked to the TV and crawled inside, twisting while crawling, and then turned around and took a secret glance at Gu Cheng.

Gu Cheng ate the meal calmly, picked up a bean and put it in his mouth, and said, "Your fragrance is gone."

Xia Xiaoman disappeared. She decided that if Gu Cheng didn't burn incense at night, she would knock on the door. After a while, she would knock on it twice, and then run away without a shadow. This is called a ghost knocking on the door.

Fortunately, after Gu Cheng washed the dishes, he took a stick of incense, pinched half of them, lit them, and inserted them into the incense burner.

After doing these things, Gu Chengzheng thought about how to prevent Lilith from being so alert, and Xia Xiaoman appeared again.

"The cat looked here sneakily in the distance. Do you want to catch it?" She saw Lilith on the roof just now, but she didn't know if the other party had seen her.

Gu Cheng stood up and went towards Xia Xiaoman pointing out, leaving the alley, the street lights outside had already lit up, and Lilith was not seen anymore. Maybe Xia Xiaoman was noticed by the news.

"What's your plot?"
Chapter completed!