The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

This scene was a bit disgusting, Zheng Quzhi hurriedly retracted his gaze, began to move his steps, and at the same time bit his index finger, squeezed out some blood and wiped the blood on his eyelids.

This was taught to him in the book. When a ghost hits a wall, he can see reality and escape the ghost hitting the wall by putting blood on his eyelids to dissipate the resentment entangled in his eyeballs.

Of course, blood is not all people's blood. I heard that the blood of people who want to specialize in this industry, although I don't know why his own blood is useful, but Zheng Quzhi still tried it.

He had asked Wei Yan before, and Wei Yan said that he was useful, and it must be useful.

The facts did not disappoint him either. He escaped from the ghost hit the wall, rushed into the house and locked the door.

In the room, Wei Yan stood not far from the door, watching him quietly.

"Do you know there are ghosts out there?" Zheng Quzhi took a few breaths and asked immediately.

Wei Yan nodded, with unclear emotions in his eyes.

Zheng Quzhi laughed abruptly, something shattered in his eyes, he tugged at the corner of his mouth and said nothing. Does this mean that as long as he annoys Wei Yan, no matter what danger he encounters, Wei Yan will ignore him because of his qi?

Sometimes, asking things too clearly is not conducive to getting along.

But this is really... chilling.

"Sorry, because of that ghost, I didn't succeed in washing my hands. Please bear with me first. I won't touch you with your hands. You can rest assured." Before Wei Yan spoke, Zheng Quzhi preempted the way, knowing his righteousness. , Even smiled, nothing strange on his face.

"I just lost control of my emotions, I'm sorry." Wei Yan apologized very sincerely by accident.

He really got out of control. With regard to Shen Dao's affairs, he has always been easy to get out of control. Wei Chen should be allowed to come out. Only Wei Chen can handle this kind of thing. Wei Yan thought wildly, a little distracted.

Fortunately, Zheng Quzhi didn't seem to care very much, and even grinned at him: "Okay, I'm not such a small belly!"

So Wei Yan put his heart down, hung his head and continued to distract.

Youyou outside was not very threatening, and with his grievances and fright, Youyou didn't dare to do anything wrong, and with Zheng Quzhi's current abilities, Youyou shouldn't be taken seriously.

Thinking of this, Wei Yan was lost in awe.

This person in the memory is not afraid of the sky, and he can solve it by himself no matter what basket he smashes. If he can't solve it by himself, he also has a group of people to help him clean up the mess, and then...meet him.

Almost flustered and hurriedly pulling back from the distant memory, Wei Yan looked at Zheng Quzhi again.

Zheng Quzhi was lying on the door listening to the movement outside, but the outside sound was actually quite loud. Wei Yan stretched out his hand and just wanted to pull Zheng Quzhi back to tell him that he didn't need to lie on his stomach, but saw Zheng Quzhi suddenly evade and his hands froze in the air.

The blood vessels on the fair hands are somewhat obvious.

Wei Yan looked down for a moment, and if he withdrew his hand nonchalantly, he said nothing, but his heart was already bright. Zheng Quzhi was angry and was angry with him. Realizing this, Wei Yan's heart suddenly stabbed, and he did not bear it anymore, and grabbed his arm: "Angry?"

"Yes." Zheng Quzhi nodded when he finally found the wood.

"I was wrong." So Wei Yan confessed his mistake simply, his face looked very sincere, and his eyes fixed on Zheng Quzhi, not wanting to miss any of his expressions.

"Oh." Zheng Quzhi made a profit. He didn't bother to deal with it when he couldn't break free. He just looked outside again: "Should that Youyou harm those children?"

"She can't get in." Wei Yan let go of Zheng Quzhi, whispered back and then leaned over to hug him, put his chin on Zheng Quzhi's furry head, and sighed: "Don't be angry, OK?"

Hearing this, Zheng Qu felt his heart softened and stretched out his hand to hug Wei Yan. When his hand was about to touch Wei Yan, he suddenly stepped back, with unconcealed disgust on his face.

Zheng Quzhi: "..." Fuck?

This love can no longer be discussed, because he touched someone Wei Yan hated. Wei Yan even hated his hand with him?

He hehehe, Zheng Quzhi's face became ugly, he was calm, and raised his eyes to look at Wei Yan. It's a pity that Mumu hasn't noticed the change in his emotions yet, and still says: "I'll accompany you to wash your hands."

"Go with your grandma." Zheng Quzhi smiled back at him. After speaking softly, he opened the door and walked out without fear, and by the way, he slammed the door with his greatest strength.

Outside, because of his movements, the faintly slapped doors slowly looked at him.

Staring with those blood-red eyes, Zheng Quzhi was a little bit embarrassed. After all, he was a little bit angry and self-esteem. He straightened his face and directly stuck his hand in his mouth and took a bite.

The smell of blood dispersed, becoming more and more intense.

There was some fear on Youyou's face, and the pat on the door stopped. Upon seeing this, Zheng Quzhi's heart relaxed. Although he was angry, he would not joke about his life. If you were fearless just now, he would definitely go back to the room and care about his face.

After thinking about it, I took out the small green gourd that was close to my chest and whispered: "You have to protect me this time, otherwise I can't protect you."

Now he and Wanqiu are probably in a state of mutual protection. If Wanqiu doesn’t protect him, he may still be injured, and he has helped Wanqiu begging for mercy several times in front of Wei Yan, which can also save Wanqiu’s life. .

Just like the last time he was injured, if he hadn't interceded with Wanqiu, Wanqiu would probably not be able to come back.

"I see." Wanqiu's voice was reluctant.

Zheng Quzhi ignored him, his eyes became firm, and he walked steadily towards the bathroom.

Youyou's pat on the door has not restarted, but just stared at Zheng Quzhi, seeming to wonder why this person is not afraid of himself.

When passing by Youyou, the feeling of coldness was particularly profound, and some goose bumps formed around Zheng Quzhi's ears.

Fortunately, Youyou was afraid of him. She did not rush over, nor made any sound. Zheng Quzhi bit her scalp and kept heading towards the bathroom.

Da da da--

The footsteps sounded suddenly, like a signal, the children's screams rang again, and Youyou also screamed sharply, running around, looking a little uneasy.

who is it?

Zheng Quzhi's voice froze, quietly looking at the direction of the stairs. There was a creak, and then the sound of opening the door sounded. There was no emotion on Wei Yan's face, as if he could not see Youyou, he walked straight towards Zheng Quzhi.

"Brother..." Youyou, who had been screaming, suddenly lay down on the ground, crawling towards Zheng Quzhi, with bleeding and tears in his eyes: "Let you take Youyou away...Brother..."

As when they first met, she begged him to take her away.

Zheng Quzhi's eyes were unbearable, and when he was about to speak, his mouth was covered.

"Promise not to answer casually." Wei Yan's cold voice sounded. He coldly looked at You You who was lying on the ground, his eyes narrowed slightly.