"Bang..."

Ye Huo suddenly closed the door.

It must be the wrong way I opened the door.

Taking a deep breath, Ye Huo brewed his mood, then rubbed his eyes, and opened the door again.

"Husband..."

The soft and soft cry came into his ears. Before Ye Huo could react, he felt a gust of fragrant wind blowing in his face. The young lady in ancient costume rushed straight into his arms.

She was light and could hardly feel any weight.

"Huohuo What are you doing!"

Dad Ye, who walked out of the kitchen with a kitchen knife, asked.

Ye Huo was about to explain, but heard Ye’s father ask in surprise: “Where do you want to go with your umbrella in Daqingtian? Where did you pick up this ragged oil paper umbrella?”

Ye Huo was stunned and looked forward, and found that there was no ancient costume girl in his arms, only a tattered, yellowed and old oil paper umbrella.

It's a ghost!

Ye Huo threw the oil-paper umbrella to the ground in the next second, kicked it out of the corridor outside the house, and then quickly closed the door.

"I don't know who threw it at the door. I will throw it away together when I throw the garbage tomorrow." Ye Huo hurriedly explained.

Dad Ye didn't worry too much and continued to go to the kitchen to prepare supper.

Ye Huo hurried back to his bedroom and closed the door, leaned his back against the wall and wiped away the cold sweat from his forehead.

Good guy, he almost got a flaw in his mind just now. What's going on? It's so weird. Hurry up and ask Mu Shuixin if he knows what's going on.

But just as I was about to get my phone, my body suddenly froze.

He was shocked to see that the worn oil-paper umbrella that he had thrown out of the door was now quietly placed on his bed.

"You, you...what fairy are you!"

Ye Huo retreated and shrank in the corner of the wall, his voice trembling. Although he is a cultivator now, he has not completely stepped through the threshold of the early stage of physical training. Suddenly, he encounters such a strange thing and is still instinctively full of fear.

But strangely, no matter how Ye Huo asked, the oil-paper umbrella did not move at all, and it did not turn into the ancient costume girl, nor did it suddenly open its bloody mouth to swallow Ye Huo.

After a long time, Ye Huo calmed down and wanted to throw it out of the window with the oil paper umbrella. But then he thought that this was not a solution, so he stuffed the paper umbrella into the closet, then picked up his phone and quickly took two photos and sent it to Mu Shuixin to ask.

Unexpectedly, Mu Shuixin did not recognize the origin of the oil paper umbrella spirit, but she judged that the oil paper umbrella should have no malicious intentions towards Ye Huo, so she said that she would help him see when she came to Ye Huo's house the morning.

Ye Huo was very sad, how could he spend this night?

He was afraid that he would suddenly fall into bed when he woke up in the middle of the night.

At this moment, Mu Shuixin sent another picture, which was a strange pattern she drew, similar to Taoist talismans.

"This is the simplest demon-suppressing talisman. You draw it according to this picture and stick it on a paper umbrella. You should be able to spend it safely tonight."

Ye Huo dared not hesitate. He immediately took out his homework book and tore off a piece of white paper. He drew a talisman according to the gourd, and applied it directly to the oil paper umbrella with double-sided tape.

However, Ye Huo's painting skills are rough and he has only copied seven or eight points in similarity. I hope this shoddy paper talisman can be effective.

After closing the wardrobe door, Ye Huo finally breathed a sigh of relief and went out for supper.

After eating, Ye Huo was taken out for a walk again. However, today Ye Huo could clearly feel that his parents were in a different mood. The route of walking today was also the nearby street with crowds nearby. When he saw a place with a rental advertisement on the door, his mother would record the mobile phone number on it.

In fact, compared to opening a hotel, Ye Huo wanted his parents to go back to their hometown to contract a few more acres of land. After all, farming is the golden industry in the future. However, Ye Huo hesitated for a long time but still didn't say this. After all, it's too unconvincing to say it now.

What's more, Mu Shuixin said that not all fields can become spiritual fields.

If you open a restaurant, open a restaurant. No matter how the world changes, three meals a day are inevitable. At that time, you can get a batch of spiritual medicine, fruits and vegetables, and open a spiritual food restaurant. Maybe it will become popular.

The next day, Saturday.

Ye Huo played a game all night long.

It’s not that he is tempted to go to bed, but that he doesn’t dare to go to bed at all, for fear that the paper umbrella spirit will come out to suck his soul when he falls asleep in the middle of the night.

Moreover, I took the medicine yesterday and my body was burning all night. I really didn’t feel sleepy. I felt a lot of fire in my chest and wanted to vent it. Then I played the fighting game all night and vented it.

Unfortunately, Yehuo technology is very terrible. If you want to vent, you can only choose human-machine battles, but it must be a simple mode.

Not long after dawn at six o'clock, Ye Huo put down his headphones and heard from the living room that his mother urged Ye Dad to go to the vegetable market to buy vegetables, saying that he would entertain guests at home today, so he must not be careless and prepare a sumptuous meal.

Ye Huo shook his head helplessly, then opened the wardrobe and looked at the oil paper umbrella inside...

Well, the way I opened it seems wrong again.

The oil-paper umbrella disappeared, instead of the young lady in ancient costume yesterday. She held her knees and curled up in the corner of the wardrobe, with her chest pressed against the paper talisman drawn by Ye Huo yesterday. Her face turned a little white and her body was very stiff. She was slowly raising her head and staring at Ye Huo with a pitiful and aggrieved expression that she wanted to cry.

"husband……"

"Ahem..."

Ye Huo quickly closed the wardrobe door, and he decided to play two more games to suppress his shock.

At 9:30 in the morning, the doorbell rang, and Ye Huo rushed out and opened the door with a brisk pace.

Mu Shuixin is here.

Today she was wearing a simple white gauze retro long dress, her hair was tied with a bun, and she showed a sense of vitality in her coldness and a little agility in her elegance.

Mu Shuixin's facial features are originally very exquisite, unlike the internet celebrity's awl face, which has a very classical beauty. In addition, this outfit is very matched with her temperament, giving people a feeling of a little fairy descending to earth.

Ye Huo was stunned for two seconds before quickly invited Mu Shuixin into the door.

Ye’s father and Ye’s mother also came to hear the news. When they saw Mu Shui, they were shocked, especially Ye’s mother. At that time, she almost thought that if this girl really could fall in love with her son, she would support her even if she fell in love early.

Mu Shuixin suddenly became a VIP guest of the Ye family. Ye’s parents brought tea and water, and asked about their well-being. As for Ye Huo, his own son, was completely left aside.

But after Mu Shuixin came to the Ye family, she did not feel strange about the first time she came to the house. She had a great conversation with Ye and his parents, which made Ye and his parents laugh constantly.

Ye Huo didn't know that Mu Shuixin was so sweet-mouthed, which really didn't fit her cold image.

After chatting for half an hour, Ye’s parents remembered that they were going to prepare lunch, and both went into the kitchen.

Ye Huo finally regained his presence and brought Mu Shuixin into his bedroom.
Chapter completed!