Daily life with loyal ghosts [Entertainment]

Chapter 54

Song Yi sneered and said, "You have lost so many witches' souls, and you didn't realize it until now?"

"To be precise, it's not that they lost their souls," Fu Ming lay down on the sofa, "They are still alive on our register."

Jing Luo was taken aback: "...what does it mean to be alive?"

"It's just that the name has been kept in the birth book. The oldest one is almost two hundred years old this year."

"Doesn't the person in charge of the birth book think that this age is unreasonable?"

"After all, she is a witch. Maybe someone else has cultivated some spells, who knows. I didn't draw up this list until I found out that they had already sacrificed."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the doorbell.

Jing Luo looked through the cat's eyes, and saw that it was a neighbor he had seen before.

Opening the door, the little girl held a piece of fruit in her hand and said with a blushing face, "Well, I'm here to deliver fruit to you. My mother asked me to deliver these to you. Remember me, I wish you the best of luck next door. .”

After she finished speaking, she glanced inside twice, met Song Yi's eyes, and lowered her head shyly.

"Thank you." Jing Luo quickly took it over.

"You're welcome," the girl hesitated, then asked, "Did you hear any strange noises just now? Boom, boom, I thought it was an earthquake."

Jing Luo coughed lightly: "I didn't hear that."

"Well, it might have come from downstairs," the little girl said, and found that there was a boy in the room with fair skin and fresh water. She couldn't help asking, "Do the three of you live together?"

Jing Luo didn't answer, and said with a smile: "Today there is nothing to entertain at home, so I will come to thank you another day."

After the girl left, Jing Luo turned around and found that Fu Ming had fallen asleep.

Song Yi was about to wake him up when the cell phone beside him rang.

Picking it up and looking at it, it was a message from Qiu Lin, saying that the company had discussed some details and asked him to go to the company alone.

After hearing this, Jing Luo picked up his phone and nodded, "Then go and come back quickly, I'll go out with you and go to the supermarket to buy something."

"What to buy? Wait for me to accompany you when I come back."

"No, just buy some daily necessities." Jing Luo went into the bathroom to look, and there was indeed no new towel for Fu Ming, and after carefully sorting out what to buy, he grabbed Song Yi's arm, "Let's go."

The two separated just downstairs in the apartment, with the supermarket on the left and the station on the right.

Jing Luo gave Song Yi all the cash on his body.

"You can go by taxi. I sent the company address to your WeChat. Remember to say hello when you meet the high-level executives." Jing Luo thought for a while, as if he had nothing to tell him, "Go."

Song Yi said: "I'll accompany you to the supermarket and then go there."

"No...it's just a few steps, and I won't get lost."

"That's fine," Song Yi said after being silent for a while, "Don't get too close to Fu Ming."

Jing Luo was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay," Song Yi pulled up his scarf and adjusted it upwards, "Go, it's cold outside."

Jing Luo walked a long way forward, but still couldn't help but look back.

Song Yi was still standing there, saw him turn around, and waved to him.

He couldn't help laughing, turned around and strode into the supermarket.

This supermarket is not big, but it is quite complete. Due to work reasons, Jing Luo has not been here a few times.

But the shop owner has a good memory. When he saw him coming in, he greeted him with a smile: "Young man, are you here again?"

Jing Luo nodded: "Yes, let's do some shopping."

"Is that friend of yours not here?"

Unexpectedly, the other party still remembered Song Yi, he smiled and said, "Well, he has something to do."

Walking to the daily necessities department, he carefully picked out a piece of fabric that was better.

This towel seems to be a new arrival. He and Song Yi didn't have this batch when they came here before, and it feels much softer than the one they bought before.

He blurted out: "I'll buy you a new one too, what color do you want?"

There was silence for a few seconds.

Jing Luo was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and saw a couple behind him looking at him strangely.

"..."

He hurriedly grabbed a towel and put it in the shopping basket, and walked quickly to the other side.

When checking out, the shopkeeper asked: "Young man, pay by card or by cash?"

When there was no response, the owner called again.

Only then did Jing Luo come back to his senses: "Ah... I'll scan the QR code, thank you."

After paying the bill, he buried his mouth in the scarf and walked casually.

I haven't been alone for a long time.

He suddenly remembered that not long ago, he was still alone, and every day he was not taking private jobs outside to take hard photos, or cooking noodles at home and watching TV. Before, when his grandfather was around, he could still say such a few words. Outside, they are basically silent.

There is no one to talk to, and when I think about it carefully, it seems that I have nothing to say.

He pulled on his mask, let out a breath of white air, took out his phone and wanted to ask if Song Yi had arrived at the company, but was afraid of disturbing his interview, so he put it back in his pocket after thinking about it.

As a result, just two steps away, the phone rang.

It was Song Yi's text message: "Go home?"

Jing Luo hurriedly replied: "On the way, have you arrived at the company yet?"

Song Yi: "Here we are, on the way to the office."

Jing Luo: "Come on."

Song Yi: "There's porridge nearby, it's very fragrant. I'll take it home later?"

Jing Luo: "Okay, then I'll wait for you."

Jing Luo thought for a while, then tapped the screen again: "Take a copy for Fu Ming, too."

After a long time, the other party came back.

Song Yi: "Got it"

When he got home, Fu Ming had already woken up. He knelt and crawled in front of the TV, studied it carefully, and when he heard the sound, he turned around and said aggrievedly: "Luo Luo, where have you been?"

"I went to buy some daily necessities," Jing Luo lifted the bag in his hand, "your towel and toothbrush..."

"Towels, toothbrushes?" Fu Ming had a strange expression, "Could it be possible that you still take a shower and brush your teeth?"

Jing Luo: "...Of course."

"Song Yi too?"

"Well," Jing Luo asked suspiciously, "what's wrong?"

Fu Ming was silent for a while, then burst into laughter suddenly.

It took him a long time to recover: "Song Yi can still brush his teeth? How many years has he been a ghost. You won't be dirty or smelly, what are you wasting that energy for?"

Jing Luo didn't know what to say.

When Song Yi just arrived, he stuffed a bunch of daily necessities into his hands. Song Yi didn't say anything, and used them one by one with ease.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Fu Ming immediately stopped the sound.

He bounced up to Jing Luo, opened the bag and took a look, then took out the gray towel.

"However, it's good to experience folk life once in a while. Is this bought for me?"

Jing Luo took out another beige one and put it in his hand.

"This one belongs to you," he said, "That one belongs to Song Yi."

"Oh," Fu Ming took the yellow one, and muttered softly, "Actually, I like gray better, can I change it?"

Jing Luo hesitated for a moment: "Actually, Song Yi's current towels are also gray, I'm afraid you will get confused if you use the same color."

Fu Ming pouted: "Alright then, Luo Luo, how do you turn on the TV? I've been doing it for a long time, but it still doesn't move, is it broken?"

Jing Luo put the things away, walked to the TV and looked at it.

"It's not broken, it's just that the wire is not plugged in." Jing Luo plugged in the wire, and the TV turned on immediately, "Okay."

Fu Ming said yes, like a child who got candy, and sat on the sofa to watch seriously.

Jing Luo sat next to him and asked, "Fuming, when shall we investigate the matter of Fengshui Street?"

"Luo Luo, when do you want to go?" Fu Ming tilted his head and smiled at him, "Go whenever you want."

Jing Luo: "...tomorrow?"

"So fast?" Fu Ming pouted, "That's fine."

Only then did Jing Luo feel relieved: "Well, let's go tomorrow morning, solve it early, and feel at ease earlier."

Fu Ming stared at him for a while, moved her buttocks, and sat beside him.

"Luo Luo, how long have you known Song Yi?"

Jing Luo thought for a while: "Not long, maybe a few months."

"The time is so short?" A light flashed in Fu Ming's eyes, he suddenly sat up on his knees, leaned close to Jing Luo's face, and asked in a low voice, "Luo Luo, otherwise you can go to the registration office to dissolve the relationship with Song Yi, I will do it Your ghost slave wow."

"..." It took Jing Luo a long time to react, and he moved his face away unconsciously, "What?"

"Don't underestimate me, I'm also very powerful," Fu Ming laughed, the canine tooth on the right was very conspicuous, like a little devil, "And I'm cuter than Song Yi, and I'm more likable than him..."

Jing Luo didn't know what to say: "Aren't you the son of Hades?"

"Yes, my father also values ​​you very much," Fu Ming said, "Don't worry, I will not inherit the position of Hades in the future, so I can accompany you every moment."

There was a sound of door opening behind him, pulling Jing Luo back to his senses.

"I……"

Before he finished speaking, he felt his face being licked.

"If you accept me as a ghost slave, the benefits you will receive in the underworld will definitely be the best in the future," Fu Ming succeeded, twirling his tongue around his lips, putting his eyes behind Jing Luo, and smiling slyly, " Promise me, think about it carefully."

Jing Luo turned his head following Fu Ming's gaze, and Song Yi was standing in front of the door with his eyes downcast, unable to see clearly the emotion in his eyes.

He gently put the porridge on the table.

"Your porridge."