The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 122 The Burning Eyes (2)
Blood is the foundation of human connections, and it is the fuel of the three bright lamps. In addition, the Taoist priest has a bit of morality. According to his thinking, if he throws it like this, even if the ghost on Qiao Wan's body is not shot out, it will show its original shape.

But after a few seconds, the girl in the distance didn't respond, she looked back at him blankly, and finally stretched out her hand to rub her forehead, rubbed the blood on her finger, and then showed a look of disgust.

It's so dirty, why is this stinky Taoist priest spilling blood on her head? !

The Taoist was startled again, turned around and slapped her on the forehead with a yellow talisman, speaking plausibly.

Qiao Wan's heart skipped a beat, and she recognized almost instantly that it was the underworld formula for getting rid of ghosts, which is usually used to deal with people who are possessed by evil spirits.

Could this Taoist be the one who hurt Aqi?

Qiao Guan's heart was shocked, but he didn't show his expression. He grabbed the talisman paper on his forehead and rolled it into a ball. Then he walked over as if nothing had happened, and asked, "Mom, who is this uncle?"

Qiao's mother covered her mouth, looked at Qiao Wan who had a normal face, and then looked at the Taoist priest who was pretending to be a ghost. She was angry and said angrily, "Where is the liar? My daughter is fine, why are you taking pornographic pictures for her?" Paper, get out, if you don't get out, I'll call the police!"

The Taoist opened his mouth, unable to speak for a moment, looked at her for a long time, and directly came to Qiao Wan: "Girl, have any strange things happened around you recently, or have you met any strangers?"

This faint ghostly aura lingered on the girl all the time. If it wasn't for a ghost, then she must have had contact with the undead in the near future.

Qiao Guan pretended to be afraid and hid behind Qiao's mother. Seeing that Taoist priest was about to come forward again, Qiao's mother stretched out her hand to hit him, but he dodged.

It just so happened that there was the clink of keys colliding outside the door, and Fu Tianlang came back.

As soon as the door opened, as the tall figure squeezed into the room, the Taoist gasped again.

He stared at the young man at the entrance in shock, and dared not approach with trembling fingers: "What a strong Yin Sha."

Fu Tianlang narrowed his eyes, and his sharp eyes shot straight at the person who came: "Who are you?"

The Taoist took two steps back and stared at Fu Tianlang, seeing that although this man was not very old, how could he be haunted by the aura that he could have at his age?

Qiao Guan stepped forward and complained, "Brother Lang, that person just spattered blood all over my face for no reason, and even slapped a yellow talisman on my face."

Hearing this, Fu Tianlang's face darkened immediately, his eyes narrowed, and he walked towards him with a vicious look.

Seeing the hostility in his brows, the Taoist priest raised his hand to fight back. He has been studying with a teacher for more than ten years, not only has he acquired the ability to kill and repel ghosts with one hand, but his skills are among the best among his fellow teachers.

But before he made a move at this moment, the man had already grabbed his neck, and the Taoist froze, a little unbelievable, he didn't even see him make a move, but his vitals were already controlled.

"Get out." Fu Tianlang narrowed his black eyes slightly, and looked at him displeased.

Where the opponent is holding him, if he takes a step further, he will definitely die.

The Taoist priest was shocked, who is he, at such an age, with such a background, but with astonishing speed, technique, strength, and that evil spirit that can make ghosts and gods fear...

"It's the impoverished person who is rude, don't hurt your temper, the poor person will leave now, leave now." The patriarch had taught him not to make a move if he was not fully sure, so he planned to retire temporarily.

As soon as the Taoist priest left, Qiao Wan's heart also felt a little rippling. In fact, this was the first time she saw Fu Tianlang make a move. The speed was so fast that she couldn't see clearly.

He closed the door, found a towel and walked towards Qiao Wan.

Qiao Wan didn't say a word, the image of him choking someone's neck was still echoing in her mind. She was standing beside him at that time, and she happened to see his expression clearly. Although she was expressionless as usual, the murderous eyes and blue veins The straight back of his hand seemed to kill that Taoist priest with a "click" in the next second.

Just as he was thinking, Fu Tianlang suddenly came over.

Qiao Guan wanted to hide subconsciously, his face felt hot, he was pinching one end of the hot towel to wipe it carefully for her, his expression was gentle, as if the fierceness just now was nothing but Nankey Yimeng.

In the evening, Qiao's father scolded Qiao's mother in front of the whole family: "Why did you put a liar in here? What if something happens?"

Qiao's mother bowed her head to eat, listening to Qiao's father's thoughts, she knew she was right and didn't say a word.

Qiao Guan fed the cat and watched it smoke incense for a few days, and his mental state seemed to be much better.

But later she thought of the Taoist priest who came to the door today, and she always felt uneasy.

Sure enough, in the next few days, Qiao Wan always felt that someone was following him, and when he turned around several times, he could always see the figure of the Taoist priest.

He is really easy to find, very easy to find, almost just a quick glance in the crowd, you can see the figure of the Taoist priest... And what puzzled her was that he had to wear a suit on such a hot day Isn't it uncomfortable to stand in the sun in the robe?
Qiao Wan turned his head and sneaked into the school gate with his schoolbag on his back.

In fact, she once heard from Uncle Zheng that in ancient times, people who were Mr. Yin and Yang would more or less make friends with their ghost messengers, and there were also people with advanced morals who almost knew someone's life expectancy by giving ghosts almost benefits. To help people survive the catastrophe.

But this has nothing to do with her. Now the subordinates are strictly controlled, and the life and death books are all in the hands of the judge. If ordinary ghosts want to check, they have to make a report and write an application...

Qiao Wan pursed her lips, and directly regarded the Taoist priest as transparent, but was stopped by him on the way to school one day.

The Taoist blocked the entrance and glanced at her thoughtfully.

"Human words are still vague, how can you really believe nonsense, girl, no matter what she tells you, don't believe it, the nonsense is only for harming you."

Qiao Wan didn't want to talk to him at first, so he turned around and took two steps, and couldn't help turning his head and asked, "Master Taoist, you can't trust people's words, you can't trust nonsense, so what can you believe?"

The Taoist stared blankly, watching her leaving back, silent for a long time.

The weather in December has started to turn cold, and Qiao Wan also changed from autumn clothes to a thick sweater. When she saw the scarf around Fu Tianlang's neck, her eyes flickered, but she just kept reading and didn't speak.

Most of the last semester has passed, and she is going to start busy with the exam.

She is new here, and it is not easy for her grades to climb from the bottom to the upper middle. Although she is confident that she will not do too badly in the exam this time, it is best to squeeze into the top ten. In the next semester, she will work harder to get the first place in the exam. You can get a scholarship.

She had inquired that the school had a considerable amount of scholarship, even if she couldn't afford the tuition, it was enough to cover her food expenses for two months.

Qiao Guan frowned and thought about it, but didn't notice Fu Tianlang's special and profound eyes.

The busyness of these days made her ignore one thing, that is, her birthday is approaching.

Actually, the Qiao family didn’t have the habit of celebrating their children’s birthdays. In the past, it was because they didn’t have any spare money. Unless Qiao Li clamored for it, Qiao’s mother would buy her a small cake and a bowl of birthday noodles, but when it came to Qiao Wan... …Since she was eight years old, she never seems to have asked her parents for anything, so Fu Tianlang is the only one who remembers her birthday every year.

But this year is different. When Dad Qiao was chatting with someone one night, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his head, and he suddenly remembered that he hadn't celebrated his little daughter's birthday in recent years.

Now that their family's finances are relatively loose, they called Qiao's mother to order a small cake, and brought it back to Qiao Wan the next day.

After the whole family celebrated, Qiao Wan ate up the rest of the cake by herself. Qiao Li stared at her eating, and the corner of her mouth twitched: "Awan, are you afraid of gaining weight after eating so much?"

Qiao Wan blinked, and looked down at the chest that had bulged into two small mounds. She usually ate so much, but she didn't gain weight in other places, it was this chest...

It seems that it's time to pester Qiao's mother to buy underwear, her previous ones no longer fit.

After a while, Qiao Guan wiped his mouth after eating and drinking, got up and went into the kitchen to wash the dishes. It wasn't until a dark shadow came over him that he realized that Fu Tianlang had squeezed in.

The originally spacious kitchen instantly became narrow because of his presence.

He stood behind her, silent for a moment, and then said softly: "Happy birthday."

Qiao Wan was startled, didn't he say that just now?But before she could open her mouth, there was an extra box in front of her.

"Gift." His voice was flat, and his eyes never left her.

Qiao Wan turned off the faucet, rubbed his wet hands on his clothes, and then opened the box. With the paper peeled off, there was a pink smartphone lying inside.

Opening her mouth slightly, Qiao Wan looked up at him: "For me?"

He nodded, and took out his mobile phone from his pocket, the same model, one black and one pink.

"Brother Lang, I don't need it. Don't spend such wronged money if you have nothing to do." Remembering that he worked two jobs a day a while ago, she pouted, feeling a little distressed, "Can I return it?"

Supporting her with two arms, he lowered his head and stared at her quietly: "No."

Qiao Wan lowered his head, but he didn't realize that the two of them were so close without realizing it.

"But I can't use it."

"I teach you."

With one hand free, he carefully began to teach her how to turn on the phone, make calls, and send text messages.

Qiao Guan lowered his head, earnestly followed what he said, and silently memorized his number, but as soon as he raised his head, his lips brushed against his chin unexpectedly.

Immediately, both of them were startled, Qiao Wan covered his mouth, and realized that he was trapped in front of the sink by him without realizing it.

From so close, Qiao Wan could feel the heat from his body. The hand on her waist was very hot, the breath on her face was also very hot, and the way he looked at her was burning.

(End of this chapter)