As dusk falls, it's time to go home again.

Zhao Xueer was carrying a lot of things, but she still seemed to be thinking about them a little bit.

"Brother Cui Jun, see you tomorrow. Remember to come for noodles."

"Definitely! Go back early."

Cui Jun watched Zhao Xueer return to the noodle shop with a different smile on his lips.

He can't remember many things in his last life, but what is certain is that he must have been a single person in his last life. Otherwise, he would not be so excited about love.

Maybe it's okay to forget something sometimes. For example, Cui Jun doesn't want to count his age.

In this life, he is undoubtedly about the same age as Zhao Xueer. But in the previous life, Cui Jun doesn't know.

Does this count as deceiving a lolita?

Shaking his head, he thought that all these things were no doubt useless.

Turning back to his home, Cui Jun looked at his small house and wondered if it could be renovated.

Buy some furniture and build a separate toilet. He really doesn't want to go out to poop anymore. It's too cold for his butt.

Just as he opened the door, Cui Jun suddenly saw a group of people sitting in his house.

The candle was bright, and Cui Jun was immediately startled.

"There are thieves!"

After shouting at the top of their lungs, the people inside stood up one after another and said: "It's not the thieves, it's us!"

Only then did Cui Jun see who it was.

Next door is the carpenter Lao Zhang, the breakfast seller Mrs. Wang, and the noodle shop Lao Zhao.

A total of seven or eight neighbors were at his place. Cui Jun stared at them and said: "What are you doing, occupying a house? You don't ask for it, you just steal it!"

Lao Zhao walked up to Cui Jun and said repeatedly: "It's not occupying, we are all here waiting for you."

"What are you waiting for me to do? I didn't do anything to your daughter. Don't worry, I'm not the bad person you think. Uncle Zhao, we have been opposite each other for so many years, you should understand me."

Lao Zhao waved his hand and said: "It's not Xue'er's thing, it's... it's that..."

Lao Zhao's face turned red and white, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't.

"What is it?"

Cui Jun sensed something was wrong and suddenly grabbed Lao Zhao and dragged him out of the door.

Carefully look at Lao Zhao's eyebrows, and then his expression suddenly changes.

"Darkness in the eyebrows, restlessness, excessive panic, and evil spirits in the body. You have seen a ghost!"

Cui Jun's words made the neighbors around him marvel.

"I really understand!"

"Xiaojun, you are really good at catching ghosts."

"Oh, Xiaojun is really good at it."

Old Zhao nodded repeatedly and whispered: "You have no face, you are a shameless ghost. Cui Jun, you have to help me."

Cui Jun looked at him and suddenly felt funny. He helped Lao Zhao tidy up his clothes, and then he laughed and said, "I'm just joking. There are no ghosts in this world. They are all bluffing."

With that said, Cui Jun walked back to his bed and sat down Shiran.

Lao Zhao immediately understood that he usually offended Cui Jun, but now Cui Jun started to laugh at him.

"No, no, no, no, Cui Jun. Oh, I'm usually wrong. Seeing that you are from a humble background, you talk nonsense. I slap you, I slap you!"

As he said this, Lao Zhao really started to slap himself.

Several neighbors nearby followed suit and persuaded: "Xiaojun, human life is at stake. You have to help!"

"Yes, even for Zhao Xueer's sake, you have to help me with this."

"Although Lao Zhao has a bad mouth, he has a good heart. Have you forgotten that even though he was reluctant, he still let you live in the woodshed?"

"Xiaojun, it's a matter of life and death, so don't act out of emotion. Think about it, if something happens to Lao Zhao, Zhao Xueer will be so sad!"

After several people tried to persuade him, Cui Jun also got off the slope. After this incident, Lao Zhao would never dare to talk nonsense in front of him again.

Touching his nose, Cui Jun looked at Lao Zhao and said, "For Xue'er's sake. Tell me, Uncle Zhao, where did you meet the ghost?"

Lao Zhao immediately turned to his noodle shop and said, "My house is right behind the noodle shop, and your Aunt Zhang has turned into a ghost!"

"What did you say?"

Cui Jun stood up immediately. Then his pupils dilated and he said, "You said it's at your home? Behind the noodle shop?"

Lao Zhao nodded and said, "Yes, that's what happened just now."

Cui Jun said loudly: "Xue'er just went back, damn it."

Without any nonsense, Cui Jun rushed forward.

Lao Zhao was stunned when he heard this, and then immediately followed him, shouting: "My Xue'er, come out quickly!"

Behind them, the neighbors went out one after another, looked around and said, "Shall we follow?"

"What are you afraid of? There are more people and more energy. Besides, Cui Jun can catch ghosts. The Yang family has gone to all the evil sects and everything will be fine."

"I think it's better to forget it, I'm afraid!"

"Coward, everyone listen to me. Bring the guys with you, even ghosts are afraid of evil people!"

"That's a good idea!"

Everyone went to look for the guy who had the advantage. They held the butcher's knife, the carpenter's chisel, and even the broom in their hands.

Cui Jun, who was rushing at the front, felt the wind blowing under his feet, and his figure was like lightning as he rushed straight into the back of the noodle shop.

The blood was boiling, and Cui Jun himself didn't notice it. At this moment, the muscles all over his body were taut, and he really looked like a strong man who had successfully practiced martial arts.

"ah!"

There was a scream from ahead, and Cui Jun swooped open the door and rushed into the house.

"Xue'er, run quickly!"

Cui Jun shouted, and then he saw Zhao Xueer standing in front of him, looking at him doubtfully: "Brother Cui Jun, what are you doing?"

Cui Jun stood up and pulled Zhao Xueer behind him, then held his waist with his backhand, preparing to throw a few donkey dung eggs at him.

But when he looked up, he saw Aunt Zhang sitting there safe and sound, looking at him with a puzzled expression and saying: "Cui Jun, you broke my door, you have to pay for it!"

Cui Jun looked around but didn't see the so-called ghost.

With his left hand in front of his eyes, Cui Jun directly opened his yin and yang eyes. But even so, he did not see the ghost shape.

"Um?"

Just when he was confused, Lao Zhao rushed in behind him.

"Is it okay? Are you all okay?"

Old Zhao first pulled Xueer to ask, then looked at Aunt Zhang. After staring at her, Old Zhao pointed at her and said, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

Aunt Zhang frowned and said: "You said I am a human or a ghost? Are you sick?"

Lao Zhao looked at Cui Jun again and asked in a low voice: "Is she possessed by a ghost?"

Cui Jun shook his head and said: "It's hard to say, it's hard to say. It doesn't look like it. But I always feel that something is wrong."

Lao Zhao patted his thigh and said, "I don't care if she is, just tie her up first."

Zhao took the hemp rope for tying firewood from the wall. He pointed at Aunt Zhang and said, "Don't move. You may be possessed. I have to restrain you first!"

Slowly, Lao Zhao walked towards Aunt Zhang.

Cui Jun was about to say something to stop him, but Aunt Zhang immediately became furious.

"You still want to tie me up!"

First there was a big fight, then a hug and a throw, followed by thirty-six punches.

The movement was so sharp that Cui Jun couldn't help but step back.
Chapter completed!