Chapter 29

When I woke up again, it was already noon the next day.

Even with heavy curtains, the light outside leaked from the edge and slowly melted into the surroundings.

Fu Tong sat up in a daze, looked at the wallpaper in front of him for half a minute and suddenly realized that this place was not his home or Fu Qianyuan's home, it seemed to be a completely unfamiliar place.

Where is this?

Fu Tong suddenly woke up. At this time, the door next to him suddenly opened. Fu Qianyuan walked in, and his eyebrows and eyes became a little deeper in the drowsiness around him: "Awaken?"

Fu Tong's head was still aching: "Where is this?"

"The second floor of the Monster Bureau, lounge." Fu Qianyuan said, and as he spoke, he opened the curtains by the window. He was very slow and he deliberately put down the outermost translucent shading yarn so that Fu Tong would not feel it.

Discomfortable eyes.

He has always been a gentle and careful person in front of Fu Tong. Fu Tong could naturally notice these small details of him, but he said nothing and turned his head to the side silently.

Fu Tong still remembers what happened last night.

The coffin, the bones in red wedding dresses, the soul-capturing ghosts and ghost eggs, the knife that stabbed Fu Qianyuan into the heart, and the last long-lost hug.

Fu Tong was very confused, dull, panicked, uncomfortable, and at a loss.

No one knows Fu Tong better than Fu Qianyuan.

He felt distressed and wanted to hug the baby in front of him like last night, but the situation now is different from last night. He didn't want to bother Fu Tongtu, so he could only lower his eyes and said in a very light voice:

"It's already half past eleven. I'll go to the first floor to have something to eat. Don't you still have to record it? Your agent called just now and you're asleep. I'll answer it for you first."

After saying that, he looked at Fu Tong, and there was a rare feeling similar to tension in his eyes, as if he was afraid that he would be angry.

Fu Tong was not in the mood to think about it at this time. He heard this and went to the bathroom next to the lounge to wash.

Ten minutes later, he went downstairs. Bai Tang and the others were already waiting there. The few people didn't know where they got the table and temporarily put it into a long table with takeaway boxes on it, and the wall was filled with celebration banquets.

Also posted a banner.

——Congratulations to my brother and I for winning the three-killing! The light of our game! Invincible!

Fu Tong: "..."

Fu Tong narrowed his eyes and looked at the three people over there who were trying to cover his face with a tissue: "Is it because I didn't do it last time, so you don't have a memory?"

Several people instantly swear. In contrast, the little white rabbit was a little promising, and spoke with a pair of fluffy rabbit ears: "Brother Tong, the excellent traditions in the bureau need to be continued, at least...

…At least it’s better than riding the wind and breaking the sea, it’s better to ride the clouds and sail across the sea.”

That's right.

Fu Tong was so angry that he was so angry that he didn't want to care about so much. He went over and found a seat to sit down: "What have you bought?"

The little Tianshi was resurrected with blood and opened the takeaway box very hard: "Porridge, barbecue, fried rice noodles, desserts, and meat, everything."

Fu Tong took a look: "It's pretty good."

The little Tianshi smiled with satisfaction, and Fu Qianyuan sat next to Fu Tong for some time, and his voice was low: "Drink some porridge first, and then eat something else."

Before Fu Tong could speak, Bai Tangxian nodded over there: "Yes, right, it's better to drink porridge first. Brother Tong, I'll serve you."

The little white rabbit's efficiency is unprecedentedly high. From picking up the bowl to serving the porridge and then putting it back, it only takes twenty seconds from beginning to end.

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I could only pick up the chopsticks in silence and use food to calm down my very complicated mood at this moment.

The meal was very lively and I often ate for about an hour.

At twelve o'clock, Bai Tang and Rao She cleaned the table briefly, leaving only snacks and brewed tea.

Fu Tong had to wait for Lu Chuan, so he didn't leave. He sat there and listened to them. Fan Xiu was very mean. He didn't say anything else but only talked about ghost stories. The reason was also boring, just to scare Bai Tang.

But the little white rabbit was really scared. The fluffy and the rabbit's ears and tail came out together, feeling wronged, and the red rabbit's eyes were wet.

Fu Tong looked at it and suddenly remembered the soul-capturing ghost and the tablet in the tomb chamber last night, so he asked.

Fan Xiu answered: "The soul-capturing ghost and ghost eggs have been sealed. This time, because it is a ghost matter, it is enough for us to do this. All the ones in the future will be handed over to the Tianshi Mansion for processing. Don't worry, Tianshi Mansion

Those people are not ordinary ruthless. If they fall into their hands, the end of the soul-capturing ghost will not be better. Now there is only one problem left..."

He pointed to his desk: "The question of staying or leaving that tablet."

Fu Tong was stunned and looked in the direction he pointed. The side of the engraved tablet was facing him, with black background and white characters, not Meng Qi, but-

Su Xuan.

The birth year is 1129 AD.

Death year 1147 AD.

He only lived to be eighteen years old.

Fu Tong's eyes stayed on it for a few seconds: "How did you deal with it before?"

Fan Xiu's head hurts so much that he almost bald: "I have never encountered this situation before, and her remains are not simple, and they are engraved with scriptures. In other words, she did not become a bone after death, but entered

It was already like that in front of the coffin. The tablets were to trap her in the tomb. The tomb chamber was filled with sealed scriptures and talismans. It was obvious that people at that time used the life and soul of this girl to seal and suppress it.

That ghost egg.”

A girl who is only eighteen years old.

What a pity.

Fu Tong looked at Rao She: "It's not easy to find a place with similar Feng Shui here to worship it."

Rao She was about to say yes, but suddenly she remembered that her boss had not spoken yet and turned her head over.

Fu Qianyuan nodded slightly.

The little Tianshi smiled, took the incense and talisman paper to Fanxiu's table and lifted the tablets and began to calculate.

Fu Tong didn't look over there anymore, and called Wen Lang and Jie Nan to talk about the soul-catching ghost. The two of them breathed a sigh of relief and gave him a Bi Xinxin and Momoji through the microphone, and then they were specially made by Mr. Yazi.

He hung up the phone coldly.

Mr. Tiger: Ying.

Your Majesty Taotie: Bah!

Fu Tong could predict their reaction without even thinking about it, and laughed, lowered his head and continued to drink tea.

Fifteen minutes later, I received a call from Lu Chuan downstairs. As soon as I left the building, I saw Huang Lang and Cang Huai. The little weasel spirit dyed grandma gray, and a little yellow hair instantly turned into a little white hair.

Xiaobai Maoer was obviously very satisfied with her new hair color and asked Fu Tong happily: "Brother Tong, is this color good? Is it fashionable in an instant? It is not mainstream at all?"

Fu Tong was silent for a few seconds: "What are your misunderstandings about the word fashion?"

Huang Lang felt aggrieved: "No, I saw that you had gray dust on your poster a few months ago. I thought it looked very good, so I would try it."

After the words came to an end, before Fu Tong could speak, Lu Chuan spoke first: "Who should you know more about this erotic look? "

The implication is that you are ugly.

meeting.

Heart.

one.

hit.

The little white hairy man felt even more aggrieved in an instant.

Fu Tong wanted to laugh a little, but considering the mood of the underage baby, he barely controlled it and got in the car with them to the recording venue.

The recording time of this day was more than three hours longer than yesterday. It was one at the beginning, and when I got home after the end, it was already ten o'clock.

The elevator door slowly opened. Fu Tong looked out and found that the resentful ghost wandering in the corridor had disappeared. There was no dark blood or brain around it. He could only go from the half-broken security door.

Only then can you see the traces of it.

Fu Tong walked over slowly, and when he arrived at the door, he suddenly found that someone had put a bead the size of a marble. It was pitch black all over and looked very textured.

Fu Qianyuan said softly behind his back: "It's a gift from the ghost, please take it away, it can ward off evil spirits."

Ghost gift.

As the name suggests, it is a gift from ghosts. It is not rare, but it is also a thought.

But... how uneasy he is to give evil things to the ferocious beasts?

This ghost seems to have a low emotional intelligence.

Fu Tong smiled slowly, took out the key and opened the door. Twenty seconds later, the smile in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

The glass in the room was almost broken, the floor was covered with bloody handprints, and the brain was solidified there, which was disgusting.

The ghost from the origin hated him. He couldn't open the door and climbed to the 18th floor to hit the glass. After entering, he looked for Fu Tong everywhere, but he couldn't find him, but he caused a disaster to his family.

Fu Tong didn't want to stay here for a second, so he called Huang Lang when he went out and asked him to find someone to renovate it. He also specifically instructed the monster team that there should not be a human inside, otherwise it would be troublesome to call the police.

Xiaobai Maoer has many tricks and agreed quickly.
To be continued...