Chapter 92 Let’s chat (please subscribe)

Chapter 92 Let’s chat (please subscribe)

In the room.

Han Yumeng's eyes were red and she was still sobbing gently, looking pitiful.

It is already 12 noon, and it took more than an hour to comfort this little guy.

He Wenzhi will definitely not be able to comfort. He has never comforted a girl in his life.

Mainly relying on Han Yuluo, the talking urn, and their grandmother.

After a phone call, grandma comforted her in a soft voice, and at the same time told Han Yumeng the past events.

Because she was still young at that time, Han Yuluo had already been seduced, so Han Yumeng had no impression of this sister at all.

Grandma didn’t want Han Yumeng to take this road. After all, Han Yuluo had learned from the past, so she didn’t tell Han Yumeng anything.

In the end, even when she followed her father to live in Chunshi, her father never mentioned a word about those things.

This also caused Han Yumeng to be in a situation where she didn't know anything until now, so she suddenly had a sister, and she was still in the urn, which scared her half to death.

Han Yumeng, whose mood gradually stabilized, looked at the urn and then at He Wenzhi.

"Um...is she really my sister?"

He Wenzhi did not answer, but Han Yuluo said: "Of course it is true, I am your sister, is grandma still here?" Will I lie to you? "

Han Yumeng thought for a while, her mother died early, her father didn't care about her much, and she disappeared, so only her grandma was the best to her.

Since grandma said it, that should be it.

So she asked weakly: "Then...can I meet you?"

She barely believed it now. Although she was still afraid of ghosts, she After all, this ghost was her sister, so she was still a little curious.

Han Yuluo said: "It's daytime now, I can't come out, so I have to wait until night."

"That's it, okay then..." Han Yumeng nodded, and suddenly It's like I thought of something.

She suddenly looked at He Wenzhi: "There have been many ghosts cooking at home before...Have you already raised a ghost at home?"

He Wenzhi nodded and did not hide anything: "Yes. Ah, I have reminded you many times before, but you are always afraid, and there is nothing I can do." He spread his hands and shrugged.

Han Yumeng pouted, looking aggrieved.

“I’m afraid of ghosts. Isn’t that normal?”

“Okay, okay.” He Wenzhi scraped her nose: “I know because I’ve experienced it before Things like that leave you with a shadow in your heart.”

"But..." Then he changed the topic: "You can be afraid of other ghosts, but you don't need to be afraid of the ghosts I brought! Because they are all good ghosts, they will not harm you, and will even protect you. !"

"Protect me?" Han Yumeng was stunned: "You mean... the ghost you have kept at home is protecting me?"

"That is? certainly. He Wenzhi nodded: "The ghost you encountered for the first time was the one who told me that you were being penetrated by Yin Qi and how to save you. Later, another ghost broke into the house. It was she who caught that ghost and saved you!"

"Yes, that's it..." Han Yumeng was silent for a while, not knowing what he was thinking.

The next second, her little hand grabbed the corner of He Wenzhi's clothes and shook it gently.

"Um...can I meet her?"

He Wenzhi smiled faintly: "It's not impossible, but I have to ask her first if she wants to see you."

" Oh..." Han Yumeng looked a little disappointed.

He Wenzhi said nothing more, but took Han Yuluo's urn and opened the door of the middle room.

At this moment, a strong cold air spurted out instantly.

At this moment, the temperature in the living room dropped a bit.

Han Yumeng, who was sitting on the chair, was immediately shocked. He felt as if he had been thrown into an ice cave, and his body almost froze.

She twisted her stiff neck and slowly looked into the middle room.

The curtains inside were tightly drawn, preventing sunlight from entering.

There is a long table placed at the end, with a spiritual tablet on it, and the three characters Huang Xiaoyan are clearly written on it.

Below is an urn, and a little below is the incense burner, with burning candles on both sides.

In the seemingly dark room, only the flickering candlelight was gently swinging.

"So he keeps ghosts in this room? No wonder he always locks the door of this room and doesn't let me in." Han Yumeng thought to herself.

The black dog that had been lying down before couldn't help but stand up. The sudden oncoming Yin Qi scared the hair on its back.

Although he has always felt that there is a ghost, when the door is opened, the sensitive black dog feels that there is only a distance between the door and it is like two worlds.

One is the cold underworld, and the other is the warm world.

It stared at He Wenzhi with a pair of dog eyes, full of disbelief.

I thought that I was just raising ghosts for fun, but I ended up raising a ghost with such a deep and thick yin energy?

This is simply a shock to Gouzi for a whole year!

He Wenzhi walked into the room very normally, and Huang Xiaoyan's voice came out.

"You're back. Have you bought the groceries?" She didn't seem to care about the addition of a dog and a ghost at home. Instead, she cared more about whether the groceries that He Wenzhi had promised her to buy had been bought.

“Not yet.” He Wenzhi shook his head: “Isn’t it still broad daylight? I plan to take you to the supermarket to buy something when it gets dark.”

“Take me with you. ?" Huang Xiaoyan was shocked and couldn't speak for a long time: "But I saw on TV that there are many people in the supermarket, please take me Wouldn't it be nice to go together..."

"What's wrong with that? If you're worried about affecting others, just stay in the ashes and not come out. Anyway, even then, you can. You can also see the outside world, right?”

“Yes, you can.”

"Okay, I'll take you with me tonight. If you want to eat anything, just tell me in a low voice then."

"Oh, okay..." Huang Xiaoyan's voice was very small, but he didn't know Why, there was so much happiness in her heart.

This felt very strange, and she couldn't understand it.

Maybe it’s because of a friend’s invitation?

After all, He Wenzhi is her only friend!

At this moment, He Wenzhi blew the dust off Huang Xiaoyan's urn, and at the same time placed Han Yuluo's urn on the other side of the table.

Currently this is the only table in this room, so it can only be placed here first.

Considering that I may bring more ghosts home in the future, it seems that it needs a good makeover.

For example, change the walls of this room into shelves, so that many urns can be placed individually.

Just when He Wenzhi was thinking about this, Han Yuluo's urn suddenly shook, and then he heard her weak and slightly trembling voice.

"Sister, sister, hello..."

"Well, hello to you too." Huang Xiaoyan replied in a flat voice, and then there was no sound again.

He Wenzhi smiled after hearing the conversation between the two of them.

Although it was very brief, at least I said hello, so I think we can get along well with each other.

Thinking in his mind, He Wenzhi lit a few sticks of incense for them and then left the room.

Just when he walked out, there was a small sound in the room.

The two female ghosts actually started chatting like this, and Huang Xiaoyan, who had always shown little concern before, spoke first. (End of this chapter)