The reborn cute wife is a ghost

Chapter 196: This Ghost Is Not Reliable (1)
Fu Tianlang was silent on the other end for a long time, and finally didn't ask any more questions, but hung up the phone after a few words of advice.

Qiao Wan blinked, never expecting her to be fooled so easily.

But that's good too, she didn't want him to worry, and she went to sleep peacefully without him asking.

On a slightly cool and hot night, in the huge bedroom, Fu Tianlang's brows furrowed unconsciously.

She is lying.

In the past few years, she always seemed to be harboring a secret that he couldn't let him know. Whenever he tried to cross the border to explore, she would either avoid the important ones and change the topic or avoid it passively.

He turned sideways slowly, staring at the feasting lights outside the window with his straight eyes without any emotion. He used to always think that one day he could take her out of the town, even if it was just to see the outside world, but now he hopes to be with her even more. She spent her whole life together in that clean and pure place before.

The next morning, Chen Erlan and Yu Zhaobo left together, not even leaving behind the two boys from class two. After all, there was an unresolved haunted house at the foot of the mountain. Who knows if those things would go up the mountain in the middle of the night.

Qiao Guan poured herself a glass of water, took out her mobile phone to take a look, the signal in the suburbs was unstable, she tried to make a call, but the signal was cut off...

She pursed her lips and poured water into her belly in a "gurgling" manner. At eight o'clock, she followed the crowd to an open field in the wild.

Today's activity is a picnic, focusing on cultivating students' hands-on ability.

When it comes to hands-on ability, Qiao Wan is naturally not weak.

The warm sunshine is shining down softly, and the spring water is gurgling and crystal clear.

Just hearing a "plop", the girl who was standing in the water just now caught a fish.

Qiao Guan showed a smile on his face, and turned around to find that Fu Tianlang was not there.

She froze for a moment, then came back to her senses.

Yes, this is not a small river in the countryside.

She lowered her eyes silently, feeling a little homesick suddenly, and glanced at the piles of processed fresh ingredients on the small table. Obviously, they didn't need this fish.

Qiao Wan bent down, and simply let the fish go. Looking at the sparkling water surface and the small fish and shrimps that slipped by her feet from time to time, she lowered her head and picked up a stone.

"What are you picking up that thing for?" Zhao Ling squatted by the river, her thick eyebrows furrowed.

Qiao Wan glanced at her and said, "Pick it up and play."

After she finished speaking, she went ashore and sat on a big rock with her legs crossed to wipe her feet. After she finished wiping, she realized that Zhao Ling had been staring at her intently.

Qiao Guan frowned, put on his shoes and went to help light the fire, Zhao Ling also followed.

One morning, Qiao Wan noticed that Zhao Ling was always staring at her intentionally or unintentionally, the content in his eyes was unpredictable, he was a little tentative, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

And soon, she knew.

"Qiao Wan." While washing the vegetables, Zhao Ling spoke while the two of them were alone, "I will go again at twelve o'clock at noon."

Qiao Wan was taken aback for a moment at first, but when she figured it out, she gave her an "en".

She didn't seem too satisfied with her perfunctory response: "Do you want to come with me?"

Qiao Wan resolutely refused: "No."

She returned quickly without looking at Zhao Ling's face, and added another sentence at the end: "Why are you looking for me all of a sudden?"

Zhao Ling froze and looked embarrassed: "Actually, this is my first time..."

With Zhao Tongyang around before, she just needs to be on the sidelines to help. Now, facing the ghost alone is indeed the first time since she grew up.

Qiao Wan remained silent, lowered his head to wash the vegetables, and didn't care at all.

"Forget it." Since the other party refused flatly, she was speechless, and was about to leave with the basket.

Qiao Wan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly stopped her: "Actually, you don't care about that bungalow. Sooner or later, someone will buy that place. Then just tear it down and let the sun bask in the sun for ten days and a half months. No matter what evil spirits are in it." It will all be cleared up."

Zhao Ling froze and didn't say a word.

Qiao Guan turned off the faucet, turned around and asked with some puzzlement: "By the way, don't you Mr. Yin and Yang use money to do things? Why do you have to go through this muddy water for such a thankless task?"

For example, her own father, Zhao Tongyang, that philistine and snobbish Taoist priest would definitely not engage in such a loss-making business.

Zhao Ling pursed her lips, looking very unhappy: "It's fine if you don't want to help, what are you talking about? Yes, the house is full of earth-bound spirits, even if you don't care, they won't come out to harm others, but if someone What if I lost my life by mistake? It’s fine if I didn’t see it, now that I’ve bumped into it, I can’t allow those things to cause harm everywhere!”

What he said was righteous and awe-inspiring.

Qiao Wan watched her back from a distance, his eyes gradually darkened.

When it was close to noon, Zhao Ling walked down the mountain alone.

Suddenly, there was a crisp sound of autumn leaves being crushed in the distance, and Qiao Wan chased after him with a rooster in his arms.

Zhao Ling clicked her tongue: "Where did you get the chicken?"

Qiao Wan put his arms around the big smelly rooster and said with a smile, "The kitchen."

Zhao Ling's eyes widened suddenly: "You steal things..."

Qiao Wan shook his head: "I gave the money."

The rooster has a strong yang energy, and carrying it can not only defend itself, but may even save their lives if necessary. If the conditions do not allow it, Qiao Wan might even carry a bucket of dog blood...

The corner of Zhao Ling's mouth twitched: "Aren't you a ghost messenger?"

As she spoke, she murmured in her heart, she thought that her father must have lied to her, the ghost messenger is not as powerful as in the legend, at least the one in front of her is not!
Qiao Wan ignored her, and strode ahead. She was really embarrassed to tell her that two of her four instruments were useless now, and the last handcuffs were left by the "old man" hundreds of years ago. Every time she threw the chain out and tried to fight a ghost, the rusty gear would get stuck inappropriately!

Zhao Ling kept up with her. Although she was happy, she still couldn't help asking: "Aren't you saying you can't come?"

Qiao Wan walked quickly without looking back, "I forgot my robe there last night."

When she came out of the bungalow, she was so sleepy that she forgot the ghost messenger robes left for the two teachers.

(End of this chapter)