After eating barbecue and drinking some wine, it was already past 10 o'clock in the evening. At this time, Ruan Mengmeng, the good girl, had already gone back. After all, there was a sick mother in her family who needed her care. She had also taken advantage of the opportunity that her mother was asleep before.

Kim Jong-jung was called by his parents to urge him to go there too. There were only four people left on the rooftop. At this time, Wang Zhenzhen seemed to be drunk. When everyone looked at the time, they knew that it was almost time to end.

"You take Zhenzhen back to your room first, and I will clean up the place before leaving." Ma Xiaoling said to Kuang Tianyou.

"It's not good to bother Mr. Wang like this. I'll be fine later." Kuang Tianyou picked up Wang Zhenzhen and said.

"No need to worry, Mr. Kuang just takes care of his girlfriend." Wang Xiaoming waved his hand and said indifferently.

"How can this work~~~" Kuang Tianyou shook his head. After all, he and Wang Xiaoming had just met for the first time, and for Jiajia Building, Wang Xiaoming was also a guest, so how could he let the guest do these things?

"Okay, okay, don't let mother-in-law and mother." Ma Xiaoling said with a frown.

"Yes, just take good care of your girlfriend. Just have Ms. Ma and me here." Wang Xiaoming also said.

"Uh, okay, please trouble you." Kuang Tianyou looked at Wang Zhenzhen who had already started talking drunk, and could only agree to Ma Xiaoling and Wang Xiaoming.

In this way, Kuang Tianyou took Wang Zhenzhen away. There were only Wang Xiaoming and Ma Xiaoling left on the rooftop, as well as some leftovers for barbecue. It would take some time to pack up these things.

"We just need to clean up these things first and put them here. I will come to clean my lover tomorrow." Ma Xiaoling said to Wang Xiaoming.

"Yes, that's fine." Wang Xiaoming nodded.

"Then let's start!" Ma Xiaoling found two pairs of gloves from the side and handed one of them to Wang Xiaoming.

"I don't have to do it myself. I have fun things here." Wang Xiaoming smiled and said, "Well, I actually found a few paper people from the space."

"What is this? Could it be a Shikigami?" Ma Xiaoling looked at Wang Xiaoming in surprise, not expecting that this guy actually had such things.

"That's right, it's just some Shikigami who cleans the room and deals with endgames. It's a pity that I don't have spiritual power and can't use it. But you may be able to use it." Wang Xiaoming handed the paper man to Ma Xiaoling.

These little paper men were asked by Wang Xiaoming himself from Abe Seimei. For Abe Seimei, this kind of Shikigami is really a little bit of it. She made some for Wang Xiaoming, but she also told Wang Xiaoming that without spiritual power to activate these Shikigamis, they would not be able to work.

"You have too many good things in your hands, but they all seem to be some Onmyoji things." Ma Xiaoling held the little paper man in her hand, feeling the strong fluctuations of spiritual power, and knew that the person who created this Shikigami was definitely not simple.

"Because I know an Onmyoji." Wang Xiaoming shrugged innocently and said, "Try it, can it be used? If you can, I'll give it to you."

"Really give me a gift?" Ma Xiaoling was slightly stunned, then frowned and said, "You guy don't want to pick me up, right?"

"No, I have a lot of them here, and there are also conditions." Wang Xiaoming said lightly, but he soon realized that he seemed to be saying the wrong thing, because Ma Xiaoling seemed unhappy, probably because he directly denied that he wanted to fuck her.

Ma Xiaoling snorted coldly and activated Shikigami with spiritual power. This Shikigami was made into a fool-like operation. As long as he had spiritual power, anyone could use it. Without the activation of spiritual power, these small paper people, the size of a palm, turned into three-dimensional paper people of one meter and five meters high, and then cleaned up the barbecue stall and table according to Ma Xiaoling's wishes.

As for Wang Xiaoming, he stood aside with a little embarrassed. After he said that, he knew that he seemed to offend someone. After all, Ma Xiaoling is considered a great beauty, and he actually said that he was not interested in her. Well, the previous sentence means similarly. No wonder Ma Xiaoling is angry. Although she is a descendant of the Ma family, she is also a woman.

There was Shikigami instead of working, and the rooftop was quickly cleaned up, all the garbage was sorted out, and other tableware was also placed and waiting for someone to deal with. After the matter was finished, Ma Xiaoling put away the paper man and turned back to the original paper man.

"Why are you still here?" Ma Xiaoling said as if Wang Xiaoming had just appeared.

"Okay, I said the wrong thing, OK?" Wang Xiaoming couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"I really have no sincerity." Ma Xiaoling turned around and walked a few steps, then found that Wang Xiaoming was still standing there and asked, "What are you doing? Do you want to blow the cool off in the middle of the night?"

Wang Xiaoming resisted the urge to roll his eyes, shrugged and walked towards the rooftop door. Then Ma Xiaoling closed the door and walked down with Wang Xiaoming.

"By the way, what are the conditions you just mentioned?" Ma Xiaoling asked.

"I just want to have any way to let me use spiritual power. Well, it's not that I want to learn spiritual power, but the resting props made by Mr. He, are there any props that can turn electricity into spiritual power?" Wang Xiaoming said to Ma Xiaoling: "Mr. He and I are not very familiar with me, so I hope you can help."

"Okay, even if there isn't, Uncle Qiu may be able to do it. It seems that there are really a lot of good things on you." Ma Xiaoling said lightly.

"It's all given by friends." Wang Xiaoming smiled.

"You can give it to the easy-to-use talisman paper, and your friend is really generous." Ma Xiaoling murmured in a low voice, but she could have escaped Wang Xiaoming's ears.

Wang Xiaoming pretended that he hadn't heard it. When he arrived at the floor where his house was, Wang Xiaoming said goodbye to Ma Xiaoling. After all, it was too late at this time, and Wang Xiaoming was still affected by the jet lag.

"By the way, come to my office tomorrow morning to find me." Ma Xiaoling suddenly said.

"Ah, is there anything?" Wang Xiaoming asked in confusion. After all, Ma Xiaoling's office is below. She turned her residence into her own office. She just said anything.

"It's what Mengmeng said before. I think your idea may be right. This may be a murder incident of an evil ghost." Ma Xiaoling explained.

"Well, that's fine, by the way, remember to inform Mr. Kuang. If he had his help, maybe we could take less wrong paths." Wang Xiaoming nodded and said.
Chapter completed!