Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 106 Three Magical Ways to Improve Your Grades (3)

Song Yuesheng gently pinched his face: "Xiao Jiangzi, when did you also learn the lines of the domineering president. Huh?"

"I haven't learned it. They are ghost catchers. Shengsheng, you are not safe when they are here." Jiang Yuchuan grabbed her hand and placed it on her palm.

Although he still blushes when touched, he is no longer speechless like before.

He believed that one day he would be able to make Shengsheng so shy that she would be speechless.

Song Yuesheng laughed: "You're overthinking. They can't beat me. Xiao Jiangzi, they have a lot of dirty stuff in their hands. Don't do anything that's thankless."

"Ah."

Jiang Yuchuan held her in his arms for a while before driving her to the Song family.

Song Yuesheng looked at the villa in front of him.

The ghostly aura is lingering and the black air won’t dissipate.

She rubbed her fingers together, rang the doorbell, and stood at the door waiting for a moment.

Three minutes later, Gu Huilan came out wearing an apron and holding a spatula.

She put the spatula behind her back sheepishly and opened the door with her other hand.

"My aunt went back to her hometown for something. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you, classmate Wu."

"I should apologize to you for disturbing your rest time." Song Yuesheng helped her close the door.

"Don't bother me. If it weren't for you, Xiaoyue might have..." Gu Huilan changed the subject and said, "Look at me, I forgot that Xiaoyue didn't want to mention this matter."

Song Yuesheng walked into the house right after her, put on the prepared slippers, and nodded at her to show his agreement.

"I understand. Every girl doesn't want to talk about that kind of thing."

The premise is forced, not voluntary.

She sneaked into the school's surveillance room and saw that Qianyan was saying no but her hands and legs were making seductive movements.

Because the movements are not obvious, they are easily overlooked and passed over.

"By the way, this is a gift for you and your husband. I hope you like it." Song Yuesheng handed her one of the small pink gift boxes.

Gu Huilan didn't want to accept it.

She originally wanted to treat people to a meal to thank them, so it was not right for her to accept gifts from them.

But Wu Sheng and Xiao Yue are about the same age. If he doesn’t accept her, will the girl feel that he doesn’t like her?

Gu Huilan struggled with her thoughts for a long time and finally chose to accept the gift.

She pointed to a room on the second floor and said, "Xiaoyue locked herself in the room after she came back. Student Wu, please help Auntie persuade her. One failure is nothing."

"it is good."

Song Yuesheng half-closed his eyes and went upstairs carrying the remaining gift bag.

She knocked on the door, but there was no answer.

I turned the handle and found the door was not locked and it opened easily.

She thought for a while and said, "Student Song, I'm coming in."

As soon as she entered the door, she was almost repelled by the foul smell of ghosts that was overwhelming.

It was pitch black in the bedroom and I couldn't see anything.

Song Yuesheng turned on the switch on the wall.

Light.

Hey!

The heavy black curtains blocked out all sunlight.

The white walls were painted pink and the bed was piled with clothes.

On the dressing table, lipstick was exposed, used lotions and lotions were not properly capped, and beauty sponges and apple cores were piled together.

Are the standards for heroines so low?

Looks bright and beautiful on the surface, but is sloppy behind the scenes.

Song Yuesheng took a quick look around and found the room was empty, without a single person in sight.

As for ghosts...

She pulled up a chair and crossed her legs. "Do you want to come out on your own, or do you want me to send you to hell? I'll give you ten seconds to think about it."

"Start now, ten..."

In a dark corner of the bedroom.

"Brother, this woman has a lot of ghost energy. She must be a ghost catcher and has killed many ghosts! Let's get out quickly, maybe we can survive!"

"Look at what you have accomplished!"

The yellow-haired guy punched the green-haired guy on the head, "Sister Yan said that only people from the Murong family can see us. This woman can't see us, why are you panicking!"

"Brother is right! Murong Lou listens to Sister Yan so much. It's obvious that this woman wants to blow us out. Maybe she tricked all the ghosts she killed in the past in this way."

Lanmao looks very smart.

Green Hair suddenly pointed at his clothes and said, "Second brother, you are on fire!"

“What nonsense! We are ghosts, how could…Ahhhh!”

Lanmao quickly took off his clothes.

This was a luxury item that he had managed to get Sister Yan to buy for him, a five-digit sum, and it made him feel so heartbroken!

Not only could it not be extinguished by stepping on it, the sparks also burned the clothes of Huangmao and Greenmao.

In a short while, the five-digit-worth clothes of the three people were burned to ashes.

At this time, a light female voice sounded.

"If you don't come out, you will be the ones to be burned next time."

The three of them looked at each other, knowing that they had met a master, and quickly flew out from under the bed.

"Oh, are you willing to come out?"

Song Yuesheng's gaze fell accurately on the three people, and this time they realized that she could really see.

"Master, it's all Qianyan's fault."

"Yes, Master, at most we brothers took advantage of a little and collected some protection money from the new souls. We didn't do anything bad."

Very long-winded.

Song Yuesheng directly showed the Nether Sword and crossed his legs: "I ask, you answer, understand?"

The energetic young men with three-color hair huddled together and nodded.

We live in a technological society, so why are there still swords?

"Where did Qianyan go?"

The yellow-haired man stammered, "Should...should go find Mu...Murong Lou."

"Sister Yan hasn't been feeling well lately, so she asked Murong Lou to help her take care of her body," Lanmao added.

Song Yuesheng raised his eyebrows thoughtfully and continued to ask: "What does she want to do with you?"

"We insisted on following. Eight or nine days ago, the three of us brothers saw Sister Yan and Murong Lou, the ghost catcher, talking and laughing, so we wanted to find some shelter."

"At first, Sister Yan thought we were stupid and couldn't even hurt anyone, so she wanted Murong Lou to take us away."

"That's right, if we hadn't begged her and promised to share our ghost energy with Sister Yan, she wouldn't let us stay here."

Song Yuesheng turned the Netherworld Sword.

It was after she reported the case and after Murong Lou came looking for her.

As long as we transfer Murong Lou away and find someone to kill Qianyan, we should be able to complete the remaining 30%.

However, these three people look like troublemakers. How come they don’t have any brains?

"You have the Yang energy of two or three people in you. Even though it's not much, you can't stay in the human world any longer."

"Please spare us! When we died, there was a famine in our home. No one had food to eat, let alone us? We only absorbed a little to ensure that we would not be bullied by other souls."

“I hope that after you have served your sentence, you will be able to reform yourself.”

After Song Yuesheng finished speaking, he used his magic to send them to the Netherworld Palace.

Evil ghosts are sent to hell, while ghosts who commit minor crimes serve sentences according to their crimes.

If they can correct themselves, the best can become ghost messengers. At worst, they can live as equals in the ghost market.

If it cannot be corrected, it will be wiped out.

Downstairs, after Song Ling came back from the company, he felt sorry for Gu Huilan cooking alone in the kitchen, so he took over her work and asked her to go upstairs to talk to the two children.

Gu Huilan couldn't argue with him, so she washed some fruits and brought them upstairs.

The door is not closed.

There was a chair facing the window, with a slender arm resting on the head and one ankle resting on the windowsill.

Gu Huilan shook her head lovingly.

Why does this child always like to think about things facing the window?

At least the windows should be closed.

"Xiao Yue, how many times have I told you to close the windows... Mr. Wu?"