Chapter 95: drawer

As soon as this sentence came out, Xun Chuan's face became visible to the naked eye, and he seemed very angry, his eyes faintly spreading with blood, and the calculation chart on the table suddenly ignited out of thin air, and the flames went high.
Yan Yu raised his hand and pressed, the flame went out, and Xun Chuan was just staring at him fiercely and did not speak. He took it as the other party's default. He checked the time and found that it was late in the night. He pulled the chair and got up, like Go to bed as usual.
In the darkness, he was quietly lifted by a single horn, and then slipped into a cold body, entangled Yan Yu's waist like a snake, Xun Chuan stared at him unwillingly, but did not get any response, and finally retaliated. He bit his left shoulder through the clothes.
Yan Yu opened and closed his eyes, and said casually: "If you bite and bleed, you will be disfigured."
Xun Chuan had a meal.
Yan Yu said again: "Maybe it will be as ugly as that female ghost."
Xun Chuan squinted his eyes and loosened his shoulders with dark eyes.
The appearances of Li ghosts are hideous and terrible. Some of them will use resentment to transform their beautiful faces. Yan Yu's blood can break the illusion. If it is splashed, it will not only reveal the true face, but also corrode the original body.
The room fell into silence again, Xun Chuan turned his back to Yan Yu, and for a long time, he slowly stretched out a hand in front of his eyes, and the grievances dissipated, revealing the white bones, glowing with cold color under the faint moonlight.
He has been dead for a long time...
The body rotted a little bit, burned to ashes in the fire, and finally buried in the ground. Its true appearance was as terrible as the female ghost.
Xun Chuan's expression was numb, and he slowly leaned toward his face, but when he was about to touch him, he was grabbed by his wrist.
Yan Yu was not in the dark and couldn't see his expression clearly. He only pulled his hand down and stuffed it into the quilt half compulsively. Xun Chuan reacted and was about to struggle, but a single powerful hand suddenly passed through. Passing his waist, pulling him back, then the whole person fell into a embrace with a light tobacco smell.
Xun Chuan stopped moving, and the surroundings were surprisingly quiet.
He closed his eyes, and he could even feel the slight heartbeat behind him, a lively heart beating in Yan Yu's chest.
Xun Chuan turned around in the dark night, making a rustling soft sound, he squeezed tightly around his waist, then slightly raised his head and placed a cold kiss on the corner of his lips.
Su Yu's case was solved. Early the next morning, the landlord brought a plainly dressed woman to pick up her belongings. He heard that the other party was Su Yu's mother in the country.
"It's really bad luck! Your daughter died here, and I can't do business anymore. Where can anyone dare to live in this building? Every day I quarrel with the three aunts and six aunts nearby, offending this one and another, not only hurting myself , It hurts me! I've been bad for eighteen lives!"
The landlord’s auntie was holding a large set of keys in her hand, standing with one hand akimbo at the entrance of the corridor and cursing, her voice was so sharp that she wished the whole building could be heard. Yan Yu was woken up just one floor from Su Yu’s house.
He lifted the quilt and was about to get up to take a look, but was pulled back with a force. Xun Chuan encircled his waist and slowly climbed up Yan Yu's back. His voice was sticky and greasy, with a chill, like a poisonous snake. Hefuxinzi: "Don't go..."
Ghosts come out at night only because the sun will make them extremely uncomfortable. Only the lowest wandering souls will be hurt by the blazing sun. The curtains inside are drawn tightly, but Yan Yu still sees the bright sky outside through the gap. .
Xunchuan used to come at night and leave during the day, but now... he doesn't leave anymore.
Yan Yu was about to withdraw his hand, but Xun Chuan looked gloomy and held on tightly. He stood in a stalemate alone and no one would give in. Xun Chuan raised his eyebrows, and a dark light flashed in his eyes, staring at him coldly, faintly Said: "Yan Yu, you are so cruel..."
"I will go to reincarnation soon, won't this make you treat me better..."
Yan Yu finally relaxed a little when he heard the words: "I will go up and have a look, and I will be back soon."
Xun Chuan looked unpredictable: "I will go with you."
Yan Yu didn't speak, and went straight to the bathroom to wash, which was regarded as a default.
Su Yu’s room was very crowded. The desk was full of cosmetics in bottles and jars. The wardrobe was divided into two halves. She put shoes and clothes while hanging. When her mother came, she only carried a canvas travel bag that was washed white. , Obviously can't hold these.
The landlord’s aunt rolled her eyes very impatiently, and saw Su’s mother crouching her back to stack Su Yu’s clothes one by one. Her heart became more irritated, and she frequently urged:
It’s OK, it’s not a valuable thing. It’s a street stall. You’ll have to clean up. The movements are so slow, I have to wait until the Year of the Monkey."
Su's mother kept apologizing, but she was getting older, her legs and feet were still not sharp enough, and she fell in panic. The landlord was shocked when she saw this, and was about to reach out to help, Su's mother waved her hand and stood by herself. I got up: "It's okay, it doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt, hey, the place is quite soft, I didn't hurt from falling."
In a place invisible to others, a weak resentment quietly spread from her knees.
The landlord aunt thought to herself that this is a tiled floor, where it can be softened. She was about to say something, when there was a sound of footsteps behind her, she turned her head to see that it was Yan Yu.
"Oh, it's strange, don't you usually sleep until three poles in the sun to get up? The sun came out from the west today?"
The landlord's aunt looked at him in surprise, the key in her hand swayed, and there was a clear clatter. Yan Yu leaned on the handrail of the stairs and yawned expressionlessly: "I know Xiao Su as well, come and see."
The landlord’s face suddenly became weird when she heard that, she raised her hand and slapped Yan Yu's shoulder viciously, and said in a low voice: "I know your kid didn’t learn well. When did you two hook up, keep your mouth tight and stay away from her. My mother said that she was coming out... the one who came out. Just now at the police station, Dad Xiao Su took the car back to his hometown because of this incident."
Xun Chuan only heard the word "hookup", squinted his eyes and pinched Yan Yu's waist.
The landlord’s aunt’s mouth was a bit poisonous, but she was a nice person. Yan Yu patted her waist hand, nodded perfunctorily, and then glanced into the room without a trace: "If you have anything to do, please go first. Give me the key. Wait. Soon Xiaosu's mother left and I locked the door."
The landlord’s aunt suddenly smiled and said:
Oh, I don’t usually hurt you for nothing. I’ve already asked Sister Fang to play mahjong. Then watch it. I’ll come back and get the keys.

After explaining Xiaosu's door key to Yan Yu, he twisted his waist and left.
The female ghost was dormant very deeply. Yan Yu had come up to investigate in the past few days, but did not find any clues. He put the key in his pocket and took out a compass for detecting ghosts. The pointer on it shook rapidly, impartially. Pointing right behind him.
Yan Yu was silent, put away the compass and walked into the inner room. Xun Chuan didn't know, so he floated in.
There was still a shallow rotten smell in the room. Mother Su tidyed up her things and went to the toilet to collect a bucket of water. She dragged the floor carefully, her face was old, her hands were dry and rough, she was used to doing rough work. of.
Seeing that the ground was not dry, Yan Yu couldn't help but withdrew his steps, and turned to leaning against the door, searching for the situation inside inch by inch. Mother Su saw him, froze for a moment, and then pulled a strand of gray hair behind her ears. Cramped, what I want to say, but I don't know how to say it.
Yan Yu explained, "I'm Xiao Su's friend, let's see if I can help."
Su's mother showed a smile on her face when she heard the words: "It turns out that it is Xiaoyu's friend, there is nothing to help, I'm almost done, this kid is ignorant, didn't trouble you."
Yan Yu was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
Su's mother continued to hunch and drag the floor, slowly sighing: "Xiaoyu, life is hard, and she quarreled with her father back then, and went to the big city to work alone. She hasn't returned for many years..."
She rinsed the mop in the bucket, then wrung it dry with her hands, with teardrops in her muddy eyes, and finally put up with it, and silently wiped the floor clean, even with unclean blood and dust. trace.
The canvas bag that Su's mother brought was bulging and full of Su Yu's things. She carried the things on her shoulders and shook her figure. Yan Yu wanted to help, but she politely declined.
"It's okay, I'm used to doing it, it's okay, thank you boy."
Su's mother went downstairs with her things on her back, walked two steps back, and asked where the nearest train station was. Yan Yu pointed out the direction, and then she left.
Su Yu’s room was cleaned up, and there was no left. A morning breeze blew by, and the curtain by the window moved. Xun Chuan blew a breath from the back of Yan Yu’s neck, and then whispered:
She Hiding in the closet..."
Yan Yu looked at the closet when he heard the words, a gold and copper coin popped out quickly at his fingertips, and the door of the cabinet opened in response.
A woman in a red dress was lying dying, with a mahogany sword inserted in her head. She was so weak that her soul began to become transparent, and her face was mostly rotten. She seemed to be crying, but she couldn't keep it. Tears came, shoulders quivered, and weeping softly.
Ghosts will also have residual humanity.
"...Mom...I am not filial..."
Yan Yu moved slightly and walked to her, casting a large shadow.
Su Yu hugged his shoulders, shrank into a ball, knowing that there was no way to fight him, and her thoughts were ashamed: "You kill me... I don't want to live long ago..."
Yan Yu looked down upon hearing the words and raised his hand to pinch the tactic. Xun Chuan seemed to want to say something when he saw it, but he didn't say anything, just quietly clenched the palm of his hand.
A golden light flashed, and silently disappeared into Su Yu's body. The peach wood sword on her head was pulled out with a whistle and fell to the ground.
Su Yu's eyes flashed a touch of astonishment: "You..."
Yan Yu spread his hand, and there was a jade gourd lying quietly on it: "Come in, when the time comes, I will send you to reincarnation."
Xun Chuan squinted his eyes.
The peach wood sword was pulled out, and the soul body on Su Yu's body was also solidified. She looked up in a daze, her lips moved: "I...I can go to reincarnation..."
When she moved, she actually knelt down in front of Yan Yu: "I beg you...Can you do me a favor..."
Yan Yu didn't like to be nosy, and when he heard that he was about to refuse, the system jingled.
[Ding... Trigger... Trigger side missions... Please allow the host to agree to the female ghost's demands... Get corresponding rewards... Be self-reliant soon...]
The system seemed to be terribly frightened. Before he could finish speaking, Yan Yu left his eyebrows slightly and asked Su Yu: "What's the matter?"
Su Yu looked happy when he heard the words, half-corrupted fingers pointed to the bed: "Under the bed board... there is a little money... half to you... the other half... can you help me give it to my mother?"
Su Yu receives many different kinds of guests every day, some of which are cash transactions. She saves money to a certain amount before depositing it in the bank. The bed board is heavy, and most people will not hide the money there. The police may not have found the cash left inside.
Xun Chuan heard a ray of resentment from his fingertips, and the bed board responded with a dull creaking sound. There really was a pile of money in the center, about eight or nine thousand, and half of it was three or four thousand, which is more than the fortune-telling income. .
Yan Yu nodded slightly: "Yes."
Su Yu pulled the corner of his mouth when he heard the words, and the emotions in his eyes were complex, but in the end he was relieved, and his figure turned into a plume of black smoke and was collected into the jade gourd.
Xun Chuan sat by the bed, tilted his head and looked at him: "Why, you are short of money?"
Yan Yu put the Taomu sword away and asked, "Is there a time when I am not short of money."
Yan Yu was always poor and couldn't save much money. He was poor from year to year, year after year.
Xun Chuan didn't know what he thought of, and sarcastically hooked up the corner of his mouth, then saw Yan Yu and started to lock the door, then floated out.
Su Yu is much weaker than expected. Yan Yu had a lot of guys on his body just in case. After returning home, he began to unload the equipment. There were two stacks of yellow charms in the left pocket, a few coins in the right pocket, and sleeves. He also hid a money sword.
Xun Chuan was on the side, seeing him putting things in the drawer, leaning over and looking at it, raising his eyes and saying, "What's in it?"
Yan Yu closed the drawer without a trace: "A ghost-expelling thing."