Quick Wear: The host is really just a substitute!

Chapter 114 Three Magical Ways to Improve Your Grades (3)

The waiter heard the noise and hurried over to ask the doctor in the restaurant to take care of it, and moved the food to the empty table.

Qianyan was frightened by Murong Lou's gloomy expression, and only asked after sitting at the new dining table: "Murong, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Murong Lou turned his bandaged right hand and smiled at her. "Yan Yan, there are some things that cannot be said casually."

"It's true, Murong. Wu Sheng told me personally that I took over her body. Who else could she be but Song Yuesheng?"

Qianyan felt disgusted when she thought of Song Yuesheng's face.

How can she, a ghost of only two months old, pester Jiang Yuchuan without any problems?

How could she have such a powerful weapon!

"I've been to the Wu family, and Wu Sheng is a member of the Wu family. Yanyan, you must have made a mistake." Murong Lou's eyes were complicated, and there was endless darkness hidden in his smiling eyes.

"Song Yuesheng is not a human, but a ghost. She must have used ghost magic to control the Wu family. Murong, you have been deceived. Song Yuesheng did not reincarnate just for revenge! I will not feel at ease when she is around!"

Qianyan's entire face became extremely distorted because of hatred, and her appearance was vaguely different from Song Yuesheng's.

Murong Lou patted her shoulder gently: "Don't worry, He Juan and I will help you."

The weapon in Song Yuesheng's hand was very powerful. Even the evil ghost that the Murong family had been worshipping was killed. The remaining little ghosts were no match for her at all.

Because of her appearance, almost all the evil spirits in H City were wiped out.

If he wants to catch Song Yuesheng, he can't do it alone.

However, from the time Qianyan revealed Wu Sheng's identity until now, He Juan has remained silent.

Qianyan's eyes were filled with tears, and she looked at the person opposite her for help: "He Juan, you will help me, right?"

He Juan lowered the brim of his hat: "I can't help."

"why?"

"Of course it's because I bribed him. Right, little fat orange?"

The three of them looked up at the sound and saw the person being talked about was holding a beautiful orange cat, with a golden quilt and a silver bed.

She waved at them, pinching her cat's paw.

The orange cat also nodded cooperatively: "Meow!"

As soon as Qianyan saw Song Yuesheng, hatred surged from the bottom of her heart and she threw black air at her.

Song Yuesheng smiled and waved her right hand to dispel the black air. She sat next to He Juan and stroked the cat's head: "You know my identity and you can't beat me are two different things."

Her words were enough to prove that Qianyan was not lying.

Rather than listening to what Qianyan said, Murong Lou felt that hearing it with his own ears would be more likely to break down his defenses.

All the things he had imagined before were gone forever.

Song Yuesheng propped up his head and tapped the table with his orange cat's paws: "Actually, if you don't hurt anyone, I'd be happy to let you live as me. But you have a lot of yang energy from living people, so I can't keep you."

Yang Qi represents different colors according to the time. The longer the time, the closer it is to black.

But Qianyan's body was filled with a mixture of yang and ghost energy, with mixed colors and a smell more pungent than the stench of an ordinary ghost.

For both public and private reasons, she could not leave Qianyan in this world.

"Why? Have you never eaten a human?" Qianyan glared at her angrily, holding the knife and fork tightly in both hands. "In our eyes, Jiang Yuchuan is just a walking Tang Monk's meat. I don't believe you haven't eaten any!"

The orange cat's whiskers were almost standing up and it was baring its teeth at Qianyan.

I want you to mind your own business!

"whatever you think."

Song Yuesheng was too lazy to explain. She patted the orange cat's head and signaled it to be quiet.

The deal is to feed it till night.

Since she's a pet cat, you have to follow her rules.

She looked at He Juan, whose head was about to be pressed under the table: "He Juan, if you help Qianyan, our deal can be terminated. I will take my things back now."

“I didn’t say it wouldn’t be done.”

He Juan hurriedly put his left hand into his sleeve.

The world of ghosts is completely different from what he imagined, and he can hear a lot of interesting things while catching ghosts.

It is both a way to repay her life and the only connection with her.

Song Yuesheng snapped his fingers and secretly slipped a note into his right hand.

He Juan looked up in confusion, only to see her smiling and saying something.

"You're sensible. Good luck on the exam. Let's go!"

The orange cat stared at the delicious food on the table, but it turned out that it was not there for him to eat.

Qianyan paid attention to the interaction between the two, shook her phone, and curled her lips jealously: "Song Yuesheng, if I tell Jiang Yuchuan now that you are here to hook up with He Juan, what do you think he will think?"

"Meow!"

The orange cat suddenly broke free from Song Yuesheng's arms, pounced directly towards Qianyan, and accurately knocked the phone away.

With a loud bang, it broke into pieces.

He can think whatever he wants.

The master was kissing and kissing the Demon Lord in front of the Prince of the Celestial Clan, but the Prince of the Celestial Clan wasn't so angry.

I'm just plain jealous of you!

Qianyan stood up instantly, pointed at her and shouted: "Song Yuesheng, you did it on purpose!"

Song Yuesheng called the orange cat back, tapped its head, and pretended to criticize: "If you pounce on dirty things and your paws get dirty, or if you accidentally get sick, you won't be able to find anyone to treat you."

The orange cat was very smart and shook his head cooperatively.

As she left with the orange cat in her arms, she gently said to Qianyan, "A friendly reminder, in the eyes of outsiders, you are Song Yuesheng."

The goal has been achieved, and staying any longer is a sheer waste of time.

After hearing this, Qianyan didn't want to stay in the restaurant anymore and left without saying a word.

She gathered her anger and dissatisfaction into her ghostly aura and cast it on everyone who passed by, one by one.

Doesn’t Song Yuesheng like saving people?

She just wanted to see how she could save so many people!

In the restaurant, Murong Lou stood in front of He Juan and asked directly: "What deal did you make with Song Yuesheng?"

He Juan remained silent and was about to walk around him, but Murong Lou grabbed him by the collar.

However, the next second, he saw a ball of fire hitting Murong Lou directly.

Murong Lou stepped back, somewhat unbelievingly: "Song Yuesheng gave you the weapon?"

"Nothing to do with you."

He Juan clenched his right hand and left the restaurant.

What does she want from him?

"hateful!"

Murong Lou kicked the restaurant table angrily.

Jiang Yuchuan alone is troublesome enough, when did He Juan show up?

Late at night, Murong's house.

Murong Xiang took a special magnifying glass and examined the watch carefully. The more he looked, the more shocked he was, and the more he liked it.

If he was not mistaken, this watch could withstand the attacks of thousand-year-old evil spirits.

I don’t know if I can withstand the one in the basement.

Jiang Hui noticed his expression, put his arm around his shoulder with a smile, and handed the watch to Song Ling.

"How about it, Brother Murong, what did you find out? Old Song is getting impatient."

"Nothing, just an antique watch." Murong Xiang rubbed his hands and looked at Song Ling across Jiang Hui. "Brother Song, I've been keen on collecting all kinds of watches recently. I wonder how much you can offer for it?"

"I'm sorry, this watch has special meaning to me and cannot be sold."

Not to mention that he saw through Murong Xiang's intention, even if he couldn't see it, he would not sell the gift Xiaoyue gave him.

Jiang Hui raised his hand.

Several men in black walked in and surrounded Murong Xiang.

"Brother Murong, what is so special about this watch? Your body can't stand it now, so I advise you to tell the truth."

"Jiang Hui, there are always people better than you."

Murong Xiang took out a peach wood sword from under the sofa cushion and muttered a few words. Then a ray of light enveloped everyone in the living room.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen ghosts floated in from outside.

The man in black had never seen such a scene before, and was so frightened that he rushed out of the door and fled.

Jiang Hui and Song Ling couldn't help but gasp.

"Song Ling, if you don't want Jiang Hui to be killed by a ghost, throw the watch on your hand over to me." Murong Xiang directed the ghost to float over while talking about the deal, "I'll count to three."

"what!"

The ghost floating in front of Jiang Hui suddenly screamed, turned into a wisp of green smoke and disappeared.

"So you have it too!"