My Wandering Spirit Lady

When Zhang Xing was delayed for a little time, when Sumo Mo was left in the whole law firm when Lang Xingchen returned to the law firm, Su Momo sat quietly in his work station, and the afternoon sun spilled on her On the side of the face, a strand of green silk slipped from the ear, Su Momo tucked his hair back.

Lang Xingchen who hurried back came to a halt when he saw this scene. At this time, Su Momo was exactly the same as when he helped him occupy a place in the university library. Lang Xingchen couldn't help but take a few more glances.

After finishing his expression, Lang Xingchen stepped forward and shouted, "Momo."

Su Momo raised his eyes, and when he saw Long Stars, Su Momo's eyes were full of smiles and said, "Are you back?"

"Well, I've seen Uncle Auntie and Xiaoyu, and their luck is very good, you can rest assured, I will see it tomorrow."

"Thank you for your trouble."

"Come on, let's go home."

"Hmm!" Su Momo sorted the files on the table, and still put the copies back in the drawer. The notes he made were put in his backpack.

After leaving the law firm, the two went straight to the supermarket in tacit understanding. Su Momo pushed a shopping cart at the request of Lang Xingchen.

"No need to buy so many things?" Su Momo asked.

"use!"

"What if I can't finish it?"

"Fortunately, there is only one bag of self-heating rice left in the house. You need to buy a bag of rice. You can do it with your hand."

"Good, cart, cart!"

"How long have you not used the rice cooker in your house?"

"Oh! I know, you're wordy."

"I'm crying for the rice cooker."

Su Momo was amused by Lang Xingchen and pushed his shopping cart side by side with Lang Xingchen.

Lang Xingchen chose a 10-pound pack of rice for Su Momo, bought some simple dishes, and left the supermarket with a bucket of milk and a pack of toast.

At the checkout, Long Xingchen looked at what they bought and sighed: "If only possessive technique does not have such strong side effects."

Su Momo instantly understood the meaning of Lang Xingchen's words and said: "It doesn't matter, we can push the shopping cart to the door, go out and take a car home, and we can't walk a few steps into the elevator. This thing I can still handle it."

...

Back home, Su Momo habitually slumped on the lazy couch, and Lang Xingchen's voice came again: "Get up and cook."

"Ah~~~~" Su Momo drew a long note, obviously somewhat reluctant.

Lang Xingchen sighed and said, "You can't eat takeaway all your life, right? Uncle and aunt will get old one day, and when they can't cook, are you going to give them takeaway? Although women in the new era I don’t want to go to the hall, but cooking is a survival technique. You can choose not to do it after you learn it, but you can’t!”

Su Momo didn't know why the other party insisted so much on teaching herself to cook, but she had to admit that she made sense and came back to the room to change her nightdress.

Lang Xingchen first let Su Momo put the bath water, and then cooked rice to cook, just waiting for the cooked rice to take a shower.

After the rice is cooked, Su Momo is also washed. Lang Xingchen said: "Today is your first time to cook. Just eat it simple. I will teach you to make a boiled cabbage heart and then fry an egg."

"Um. I usually like these two dishes."

Lang Xingchen smiled and directed Su Momo according to the steps. When he needed to shred the ingredients, Lang Xingchen looked at Ming Huang's kitchen knife and was a little worried. He said, "Shall we make a simplified version first? No Ingredients?"

"why?"

"Do you... use a kitchen knife?"

"Cut, I haven't eaten pork, I haven't seen a pig run, can I help my mother occasionally at home?"

"Oh, that line."

Under the guidance of Lang Xingchen, the two dishes were quickly prepared, and Su Momo was also very happy. After serving the dishes, he returned to the kitchen to serve the meal, opened the cabinet and directly took out two bowls from the inside.

Seeing this scene, Lang Xingchen was silent.

Su Momo also reacted when he was holding the second bowl of rice, and Sheng's movement stopped, whispering: "Sorry, I forgot..."

"It's okay, thank you."

Back at the dining table, Long Xingchen sat across from Su Momo, crossed his hands together, pressed against his chin, and smiled, "Taste it, how does it taste?"

Su Momo also hooked the corner of his mouth, took a heart of cabbage and tasted it, praised: "It tastes good."

Seeing that Su Momo was eating well, Lang Xingchen only had tenderness in his eyes, saying, "Is it good to enjoy the fruits of my labor?"

Su Momo nodded, swallowed the food in his mouth, and asked, "Is there any way you can take a bite?"

"According to the law of the underworld, it is not impossible to eat fireworks after death, but only a few specific times per year."

"What days?"

"One is the death day of the deceased, the birthday of the dead, and the death day of the dead. It is a new beginning for ghosts, so this day is okay. There are three other days, the Cold Food Festival, the Qingming Festival and the Spring Festival."

Su Momo remembered these in her heart, and decided to let her taste her craft.

"By the way, I asked Zhang to find clues tonight, you rest early, and I will come to pick you up tomorrow."

"Okay, be careful."

"Ok."

It was almost twelve o'clock that night, but Su Momo had not slept for a long time. She insisted on sending Long Xingchen to the door and told her: "You didn’t say that last time, the suspect asked the senior to make an amulet. Is it okay to go?"

"No, we went to someone's house today to find clues."

"I'm sorry I can't go with you."

"You are the key to reversing the case. Without you, Zhang and I would do nothing in vain. You just stay at home and wait for our good news."

"Go, go early and go back early."

Su Momo touched the beads on her wrist. If she could, she really wanted to wear the string of beads to protect herself on Lang Xingchen's wrist.

Although they haven't known each other for a long time, Su Momo has long regarded the female ghost as his good friend. Su Momo has always followed the rules and laws. The people around him suddenly have to do the things that are only in the movies, which is inevitable.

Under the watch of Su Momo, Lang Xingchen passed through the wall and drifted towards Zhang's house along the night breeze. The first goal tonight was the forensic doctor who performed the victim's autopsy.

Fifteen years later, the forensic doctor of that year had retreated to the second line and was ready to retire at any time. When he was old, he fell asleep early, but when he came to the forensic family, there was still an episode.

The forensic doctor posted a door idol on his door! In this era, the residents of the city who posted the door gods are rare, and even if they post it, they are lucky, and no one believes these things anymore.

Long Xingchen and Zhang Mou just came to the door of the forensic doctor's house, and a red light shot from the door. Two mighty physiques wearing golden armor and divine whip appeared in front of them.

"Why are you two ghosts going privately?"

Zhang was taken aback, stunned to know where to answer.

Lang Xingchen was also surprised, but he quickly calmed down and arched his hands towards the two door gods, saying, "Let's investigate some clues and invite the two fairies to let us in."

"Yin and Yang are different, because you and your host are not close relatives to the owner, so I can't let you in."

"There are really door gods in this world, what should we do?" Zhang Mou pulled Lalang Xingchen's arm and asked in a low voice.

Lang Xingchen remembered Hao Jiefang's words and said to Zhang: "You take out the debt collection blue order."

Zhang took out the debt collection blue order issued by the judge, and the two door gods glanced at each other, saying, "I'm not going to block it for official business, but it must not affect the owner's luck and body, understand?"

...

A small episode is a shock. Lang Xingchen and Zhang Mou came to the forensic bedroom, and when they passed through the living room, Lang Xingchen touched Zhang Mou and said, "Look."

Zhang looked around and the forensic doctor actually enshrined the Buddha...

Lang Xingchen narrowed his eyes, and the dark eyes crossed a gleam. As far as she knows, the people engaged in forensic medicine are mostly atheists who are scientifically supreme. If the door statue at the door is only folk, what about the Buddha statue in the living room Say?

As the saying goes, do not do bad things on weekdays, and don’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night, and some of the people who pray to God for blessings have ghosts in their hearts.

But unlike the entrance, this Buddha statue is just a dead object, and there is no way to see it inside.

The two entered the forensic bedroom, and Zhang urged the nightmare technique to create what was happening 15 years ago into a dream and inject it into the forensic dream.

"Um" the forensic doctor in his dream made a painful hum, and his body tightened accordingly.

Lang Xingchen also drives mind reading...

As the nightmare progressed, Lang Xingchen read about things that did not exist in the nightmare technique. Lang Xingchen knew that this part was the real experience of the dreamer in the past, and the nightmare inspired the memory of forensic medicine.

In a private club’s room, a younger-looking forensic doctor looked a little uneasy. At that time, the door of the room was pushed open. A middle-aged man in a suit and a suit walked in with a boss’ bag. A very powerful man.

After seeing the mighty man, the forensic doctor immediately bounced from the seat, and Bi Jing shouted respectfully: "Secretary!"

Director Xing smiled and waved his hand at the forensic doctor, saying, "Little Liu, I would like to introduce you to you. This is our Secretary-General of the Municipal Party Committee, Secretary-General Wang."

Secretary-General Wang took the initiative to extend his hand to the forensic doctor, and the forensic doctor bent over to stretch out his hands and held Secretary-General's hand.

"Secretary Xing said that you are the best professional and the most experienced in the same batch of forensic medicine."

"You have won the prize, Secretary-General."

"sit down."

"Hey, thank you."

Secretary General Wang glanced at Director Xing, who smiled and said: "You talk, there is something else in my bureau, let's go first."

After the only person he knew left, forensics became even more uneasy.

Secretary-General Wang smiled kindly and took a photo from the bag and said, "Little Liu, have you seen this person?" The person in the photo was Zhang, standing in a security uniform and standing upright, Apparently it was provided to the secretary-general by the school where Zhang Mou worked.

Seeing this, Lang Xingchen roughly guessed the follow-up. She turned to look at Zhang Mou, who did not know that the content of the dream had changed.

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