Ghost Wedding at Midnight: My Adorable Ghost Husband

But the face was still friendly: "I don't know, he is Rong Qi's friend. I only know that he is a graduate student in our school."

"There must be many people chasing him?"

Zhang Meng's eyes flashed.

I grinned: "I don't know very well, after all, I don't chase after him."

When Zhang Meng saw me asking three questions, I didn't get any useful value, so I didn't ask.

But Yan Xiaoxiao, quiet all the way, fiddled with her camera, and any places along the road she was going to will take the initiative to propose, although one arm was injured, but the picture is still not affected.

"In fact, the way she took the picture was a landscape in itself, and she didn't seem to know it herself."

Waiting for Yan Xiaoxiao.

I leaned on the car and ridiculed casually.

Yan Xiaoxiao is very beautiful, thin and slender, holding a professional camera, just like a wandering tail on this vast earth.

We traveled more than 100 kilometers a day, and we had a meal at a farmhouse at noon. In the afternoon, we went to a small town.

Compared to the prosperity of the metropolis, this place is definitely far away.

However, I have to admire Yan Xiaoxiao's vision. Although it is remote, it is filled with an ancient rhyme, and there is even a small temple that does not know what gods are enshrined.

It is said that the locals are very convinced.

In the evening, we stayed in the only small hotel here.

"Three rooms, one with Miao Miao, one with Yan Xiaoxiao and one with Zhang Meng, one with Ye Qun?" Rong Qi simply assigned.

Just listen to Zhang Meng, smile awkwardly, said: "You just established a relationship, just a house, too that, Rong Qi, you also think about Miao Miao."

"What is there to think about, she will definitely marry me anyway."

Rong Qi smiled.

Zhang Meng was so noisy, everyone went home.

But I don't know if I am a bit sensitive today. I always felt Zhang Meng glanced at me when I entered the house. This look is definitely not the kind of eyes I usually see.

This made me suddenly think that in the hotel restroom that day, they eavesdropped on them.

Zhang Meng said to give me some colors.

But at the time, I didn't even care about it. This is a society ruled by law. What else can she do to me?

But now, it makes me feel uncomfortable.

"Zhang Meng left half an hour in the afternoon."

When Ye Qun passed me, he suddenly reminded me in a small voice, and I moved. Does Zhang Meng really want to count me tonight?

When I went to see Ye Qun, Ye Qun was back in the room.

I glanced at Rong Qi again, and after entering the room with him, I asked: "Ye Qun said, Zhang Meng left us for half an hour in the afternoon. Do you know where she went?"

Rong Qi shook his head: "I was giving Yan Xiaoxiao equipment at the time, you know."

I thought about it and decided to tell Rong Qi: "I think Zhang Meng will count me tonight, do you believe me?"

Rong Qi looked at me, reached out and nodded my forehead, joking: "I don't believe who you believe in?"

And guessing from Zhang Meng's eyes just now, she counted me and should not be an ordinary tease, because Rong Qi was by my side. No matter what happened, Rong Qi would protect me and she would not count me.

What is it that Rong Qi can't protect me?

"Rong Qi, you go downstairs to help me ask, did Zhang Meng come to this small hotel in advance before we came?"

It's not that I'm suspicious, but it's not clear, and I feel uneasy.

No matter what I said was true, Rong Qi was willing to believe me, so he got up and walked downstairs.

About ten minutes later, Rong Qi came back and told me: "You guessed it. Zhang Meng did come in advance before. The man on duty refused to say that I gave him two thousand dollars before he told me. "

"two thousand!"

I almost didn't let this prodigal man get angry.

"Zhang Meng gave him a thousand."

This small place, one or two thousand dollars, is already a big number.

I just balanced a bit: "What did Zhang Meng come to this small hotel in advance?"

"It should be something."

After Rong Qi finished speaking, his breath loosened a bit. He seemed to be smelling something. Finally, he lifted the quilt and found a small wooden sign under the pillow. The wooden sign appeared very old and had no words on it.

But corresponding to the wooden sign, under the bed, I found a bowl of dark things and a stack of paper money.

"what is this?"

I haven’t seen it, but it shouldn’t be a good thing.

Rong Qi also picked up the bowl, sniffed, and said to me: "This thing you have seen is corpse oil, but not human corpse oil, it should be animal corpse oil, plus this stack of paper money, and this wood brand……"

"Unexpectedly, two hundred years later, there are people who use such ancient tricks to recruit ghosts."

Rong Qi spit out such a word gently.

I was shocked: "What do you mean? Zhang Meng understands this?"

"It should not be understood. If you understand, you won't use such a clumsy method. It's easy to be discovered, and the chance of unsuccess is also great..." Rong Qi explained.

I looked at the dark animal cadaver oil and asked, "What should we do with it?"

Rong Qi was silent for a moment. He looked at me seriously and said, "It can be seen that Zhang Meng has always been aimed at you. I didn't want to know her in general, but you are now my girlfriend, moving you, moving me, Others are bullying, can you sit still and die?"

To move you is to move me.

This sentence, my heart is hot, I feel nothing matters.

"Listen to you."

"The other way is to give it back to him. Since he put this game down, let her try it herself. Anyway, the success rate is not high. If she fails, she is lucky, if it becomes... anyway, there is I’m here and I can’t do anything serious.”

Rong Qi smiled badly.

He feels handsome in his early days.

I stretched my neck and kissed him.

Then Rong Qi went out with the things. I know that with Rong Qi's ability, he kept quietly next door and put something under the bed.

The door of the room opened quickly.

Rong Qi came back, gave me a peaceful look, then rolled around and put on to sleep.

I don’t know if Rong Qi is tired or not. Anyway, after sitting in a car for a day and bumping for a day, I’m tired.

I fell asleep with the pillow.

When people are extremely tired, they always feel when they open their eyes and close their eyes, and the night passes by. I feel like this.

But when I opened and closed my eyes, it didn't pass by overnight, but by midnight.

I was awakened by Yan Xiaoxiao's knock on the door.

"Rong Qi, Rong Qi, open the door, Meng Meng is sick..."

Rong Qi simply wore it before reaching the door. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Yan Xiaoxiao's anxious face. When he held Rong Qi's hand, he would pull it to the next door: "Look at it, Meng Meng is sick, sick. It's strange, but I heard that there is only one clinic in town, and it's still west..."

I originally thought that the one who called ghosts would not succeed.

But looking at the current stance, Zhang Meng is relatively unlucky, it should be done.

I actually found no guilt in my heart. If it wasn't for her calculations, I might be the one who is ill now.

But I am also curious, what did Zhang Meng's ghost-calling thing bring to her?

So I immediately put on my coat and went out. Someone heard strange noises after entering the next door. Why do we say strange noises? Because of this voice, any normal male or female listened.

All blush and heartbeat.

Zhang Meng actually lay alone in the bed, humming and yelling at the bed, all kinds of ecstasy.

After Rong Qi entered the door, he froze in place and looked at Yan Xiaoxiao: "Are you sure she is sick?"

Probably Yan Xiaoxiao is also a little embarrassed, but after all Zhang Meng's performance is too abnormal, she is either sick or was given an aphrodisiac, but there is no such a strong aphrodisiac.

I glanced at the back, and found that Zhang Meng was screaming while wrapped in the quilt, while still seeming to take off his underwear, and all fell out of the quilt.

"Cough..."

Rong Qi coughed awkwardly.

Yan Xiaoxiao is also right, but Zhang Meng is her best friend. Now that something is wrong, she can't ignore it anyway.

"what happened?"

Ye Qun was also quarreled.

But when he walked to the door and heard the cat-like cry inside, he hurriedly paused.

"Mengmeng is sick. We just slept together just now. I don't know what happened. In the middle of the night, Mengmeng suddenly went like this..." Yan Xiaoxiao looked like something anxiously, seeing the tears whirling in his eyes.

"I'll go in and see."

Unexpectedly, Ye Qun, who was still awkward at the previous moment, suddenly stepped forward.

Fortunately, Yan Xiaoxiao was covered with a quilt.

Even if there is no unethical behavior, it is still under the quilt.

Yan Xiaoxiao followed closely, and asked worriedly, "How is she?"

Ye Qun just touched Zhang Meng's forehead, and basically determined: "Is this her evil?"

"what?"

Yan Xiaoxiao was a little stunned.

Ye Qun glanced at Rong Qi and said, "No, you can ask him, he also understands, this hotel is not clean, who knows how long it hasn't been a guest, one or two little ghosts are normal, Zhang Meng should be Zhongxie, and the middle is still goat."

Yan Xiaoxiao changed her complexion and looked at Rong Qi again.

Probably Rong Qi also feels that this cuteness is a lesson, so I won't pursue it.

Nodded and said: "I also think she is evil."

"So what should I do?" Yan Xiaoxiao asked a bit dazedly.

Rong Qi looked at me again and said, "Miao Miao, I remember you have a pair of red chopsticks in your bag. See if you can pull the ghost out."

I nodded, turned back to the room, and took out my pair of red chopsticks.

Last time, I used this pair of red chopsticks to force out the high-heeled female ghost on Cui Tingting's body. I believe this time too, the little ghost attached to Zhang Meng's body will never be violent to that high-heeled female ghost.

I stepped forward and grabbed Zhang Meng's **** with chopsticks.

From the beginning to the end of Zhang Meng, people are not sober, screaming with closed eyes, like a dream.

With Qing Ling's bang, I can guarantee that even Li Gui will be able to clip it, but Zhang Meng has no response.

I looked back confusedly at Rong Qi and Ye Qun.