Chapter 1086 Yanran and His Wife Brutally Collect Ghosts (Part 2)
In the mirror, the female ghost gradually opened her eyes wide.
She couldn't move, and through the mirror, that layer of camouflaged painted skin fell off, and the female ghost in the mirror showed Xu Qian's face.
A girl in her twenties, with high cheekbones, narrow sideburns, and mean pale face, but her pale face was full of fear, Xu Qian was full of revenge, who would have thought that she couldn't even get close to Huo Ran?
"I don't know how many of you are like this." Xia Ling sneered.
The flickering light above the head had stopped, and under the light, Xia Ling turned on the faucet again. This time, the water flowing out of the faucet was clean.
She washed her face and brushed her teeth.
Before leaving, she smiled at Xu Qian in the mirror, turned around and left the bathroom.
"It's packed?" Lin Yan leaned against Xia Ling's small bed. He washed up first. Xu Qian felt his breath and dared not even raise her head.
"Really, even ghosts bully the good and fear the evil." Xia Ling glanced at him, a little disgusted.
Xu Qian only dared to touch her, which made her disgusted again.
"It's done, didn't you clean it up casually? What are you doing because she is angry?" Lin Yan pulled Xia Ling over and let her sit on his lap, and stroked Xia Ling's back with his slender hands to comfort her, "Wait If she gets it back, let her deal with the fish dung in the lotus pond."
Xia Ling: "Fish droppings from the lotus pond?"
Lin Yan: "There is the power of yin and yang in it, and a ghost will suffer some torture if it touches the soul body."
Xia Ling: "What about after the torture?"
"Hey, it's not a big problem, but the soul body will be a little more solid, and it can be regarded as the friendship between her and you for so many years." Lin Yan said lightly.
Xia Ling thought about it, and found that Lin Yan's idea was really a good one.
Xu Qian hasn't harmed anyone yet, at most she's an evil ghost, with no life in her hands, and she won't be able to stay for long as a paper doll. Qian's soul was taken away.
Xu Qian always had so many bad things about Huo Ran, a small revenge, let her suffer a little without hurting the root, it's really great.
Xia Ling was very satisfied, so she lowered her head and kissed Lin Yan's thin lips.
She sat in Lin Yan's arms, condescending, her slender fingers traced the outline of Lin Yan.
These eyes are deep and quiet, like a boundless ocean.
And at the same time, he is not as rigid as she thought, he looks serious, but in fact he is black in his heart.
In the bathroom, Xu Qian, who was locked in the mirror, listened stiffly to the two discussing her fate as if no one was there.
Hey, can being a ghost still have some ghost power these days? Let's respect her free will. She doesn't want to go anywhere, so she just wants to stay in this old building and be a ghost?
Some ambiguous voices gradually entered Xu Qian through the bathroom.
Xu Qian felt uncomfortable, from pale bruises to an unusual pink.
She still didn't have a boyfriend before she died! Why do you want her to listen to the corner after she dies, but not let her watch?
But in fact, Xu Qian thought too much.
The environment and conditions in this apartment are not very good. Seeing this, Lin Yan felt more affection for Xia Ling in his heart.
At the same time, in such a poor environment, it was impossible for Lin Yan to let Xia Ling spend the night with him.
"Let's go, let's go back." Lin Yan and Xia Ling lingered for a while, he patted Xia Ling, and they got up together.
Xu Qian only heard this voice, and then, a gravitational force arrested her away.
When she woke up again, she turned into a very short paper doll.
Her mission is... to deal with the feces of small fish in the lotus pond every day. These small fish are yin and yang fish, and her whole body hurts when she touches these small fish, but Xu Qian has to soak in the pond for more than three hours every day!
Xu Qian wanted to turn back and slap to death the self who ordered Huo Ran so arrogantly.
Let you be embarrassed, now all the retribution is on yourself, right?
However, how can there be regret medicine in the world?