Pick up a corpse to be reborn: Miss Ghost

Chapter 42

"Huh? Three people in the same room? You..."

"Don't mind, just this room."

Before her brows could get furious, she took a step forward before waking up.

The shopkeeper-like person registered the three of them, and then the boy led them upstairs.

Compared to this kind of wild store, the three-person room is not bad, at least it is quite clean.

Su Xingzhi looked around to express his acceptance, then took out a few copper coins from his sleeve and handed them to the boy.

After the boy thanked him, he turned around and was about to leave, but Yan Nianzhen stopped him again: "Boy, do you have a place to take a shower here?"

The little guy looked Yan Nianzhen up and down, this body... Uh, it really needs to be washed.

"Guest officer, if you don't mind, there is a water well in the courtyard, you can go there to scrub and scrub, if the ladies want to take a bath, we can bring hot water up."

Yan Nianzhen almost blurted out that he wanted hot water, but the scorching gaze from behind made him swallow the words again.

"Then please show me the way, I'll go to the well to wash and wash." Yan Nianzhen said and walked down with the boy.

"Hey, cheapskate, so what if you just wash here?"

Ning Mei picked her nostrils and floated around the room, but Su Xingzhi looked at a certain part of the room with a pensive look, seemingly absent-minded.

Ning Mei wandered around the room with nothing to do for a while, then sat cross-legged on the bed, took a pack of snack candles and started eating there, while Su Xingzhi sat on the chair with arms folded, always expressionless.

After Ningmei finished eating a pack of snack candles, Yan Nianzhen who followed the boy to find the well hadn't come back yet.

Ning Mei took out another pack of foot-soaking chicken feet-flavored candles and gnawed on them. After gnawing for a while, she felt a little strange: "Which dimension did that young master Yan go to see the well? How could he go to such a small shop?" Is it that long?"

And as if to respond to her question, there was a sudden scream from downstairs, and even the room where they were staying trembled three times.

Without noticing, Ning Mei was bumped to the ground, and the chicken feet-flavored candle almost poked her nose.

"Damn it! Could it be an earthquake?"

The natural disaster came suddenly, and Ning Mei forgot that she was already a ghost, and hurriedly ran to the table that looked solid and squatted down.

(End of this chapter)