[It was an object that caused evil.] Seeing Fang Xia staring at the bronze sculpture eagle, Fu Jin opened her mouth and said to him.

"Well? The eagle spread its wings very well, why is it evil?" Fang Xia shook the eagle's keychain and turned around and asked.

[But you feel uncomfortable.] Fu Jin's eyes fell on Fang Xia's eyebrows, and the crease had not yet been stretched. [You have a good talent in mysterious art, and you can trust your intuition.]

"I thought that was my illusion." It was quite difficult to make a person who had been standing in the sidelines and materialistic for a long time change to Yixin in a short period of time. Fang Xia said as she put the keychain in the palm of her hand and looked over and over again, but in the end she didn't see any tricks. "But it looks like an ordinary keychain..."

[As a method of attacking evil or a thing that is evil in itself is disguised.] Fu Jin looked out the window, and his voice was filled with a hint of chill. [When a person wants to assassinate another person, he can always come up with many ways to cover up.]

"Take it to Geng Shudan and the others later." Fang Xia put away the keychain, stuffed it into his pocket, then took out a candy from the other pocket, stood up and handed it to Fu Jin. It was given by the boss of the hot and sour noodles last night, "Do you eat candy?"

Fu Jin withdrew her gaze that fell outside the window, looked down at the candy that Fang Xia handed to him, slightly stunned.

It was just an ordinary mint candy. Some restaurants would put a plate on the front desk for customers to pick up, which was very cheap candy. What made Fu Jin stunned was not the candy itself, but Fang Xia's behavior of giving candy. This behavior was exactly the same as the chubby little guy who left him a chubby little guy who leaned on the beauty. Even the expression he looked at him did not change. He was reflected in his eyes, but clumsyly concealed his concern, as if he was going back in time, overlapping with the chubby little guy who 20 years ago.

Fu Jin felt that something had burned his heart. It didn't hurt, but the warmth couldn't stop spreading from that place. He probably had this feeling 20 years ago, but he didn't have time to feel it carefully at that time, and then he ran away and disappeared with the small meat ball.

He may have felt this feeling when he was alive, but it was too far away, with countless dynasties being separated by the rise and fall of countless dynasties, and he still can't remember it clearly. So - he didn't know what reaction he should have in this situation was correct. However, before thinking about it, his hand had already reached out to catch the candy handed to him.

Fu Jin's hand is fair and slender, with very light palm patterns, clear joints of fingers, flat nails, and light at the fingertips. This is a very beautiful hand. Fang Xia always felt that his hand was quite beautiful, and it was not inferior to those hand mockups, but now compared with the hand in front of him, he felt pale in comparison.

If Fu Jin is a hand mold, the level of the hand mold world will probably be directly raised by one level. Fang Xia thought without hesitation, and put the candy in his hand into Fu Jin's hand, and then-

Then, with a click, the mint candy passed through Fu Jin's palm and fell on the floor beside Fang Xia's feet.

Fang Xia: “…”

Fu Jin: "..."

The air suddenly filled with inexplicable embarrassment.

After a while of silence, Fang Xia licked the corner of her lips and said, "That, I forgot..."

I accidentally forgot that Fu Jin was a ghost and had no entity at all, so I put the candy on it.

Fang Xia scratched her head awkwardly.

However, he accidentally forgot it, and Fu Jin seemed to have forgotten it too. Even Fu Jin would not reach out to pick up the things he gave to Fu Jin before, because he knew very well that he could not touch it. This was the first time Fu Jin reached out to pick up the things he gave, so he put them on it without any thought and finally fell to the ground.

Fu Jin glanced at his empty palm, took his hand back, his eyes drooped, landed on the mint candy on the ground, and whispered to the other party Xia: [Sugar... put it in your place first.]

Fang Xia bent down, picked up the mint candy on the ground, and then raised her eyes and looked at Fu Jin in surprise.

"Do you like to eat candy?" Fang Xia had never seen Fu Jin reach out to any food, nor did he hear him ask him to keep it for him. Today, a candy is all in both. This should be a lot of love, so he will be able to perform like this, right?

[It should be my favorite.] Fu Jin paused slightly and replied. The moment he said that, even he himself didn't notice it, and a little softness leaked into his eyes.

Fang Xia, who casually stuffed the candy he picked up into his pocket, did not notice the subtle changes in Fu Jin's eyes.

"Let me buy you a large glass jar and help you store candy in it. All kinds of candies from all over the world." Fang Xia said to Fu Jin, looking around the room. After confirming that there were no special clues, she raised her foot and walked out, "Do you have anything else you like? Even though you are welcome, you are not an outsider."

[...I thought of telling you again.] Fu Jin followed Fang Xia out of the guest room, looked at the bunch of braids on the back of his head, and swayed back and forth lively as he looked around. [Do you have the habit of giving people candy?]

The reason why Fang Xia gave him candy 20 years ago and today was obvious. He realized that he was in a bad mood, so he used this method to care. This person was obviously a careless person, but he was strangely sensitive to other people's emotions. However, does this person give him candy as long as he sees someone in a bad mood? Fu Jin didn't know what he was thinking, and couldn't help but want to explore the other party Xia's behavior to understand.

"Hmm? Habits? It's right to say it's a habit!" Fang Xia walked to the door of the next room, held the door handle and turned around. He didn't turn it, and felt stuck. "It was a habit that my mother developed when she was still alive. Once when she saw her crying, I gave her a candy and she laughed. After that, every time I saw her unhappy, I would give her candy, and she would smile at me every time. When she was a child, she probably thought it was a magic that made people happy, and then she got used to doing this."

Fang Xia used some force on his hand and finally turned the stuck door handle over. He pushed it hard and the door was opened.

"Of course, I don't give him candy if I am unhappy. When I was a little kid, I also liked to eat candy, but I couldn't bear to give it to you."

Fu Jin felt her mood suddenly relaxed.

"After my mother is gone, I'll send it to my master and senior brother a few times. But when I grow up, I won't do it like this...uh..." Fang Xia said this and suddenly disappeared - he had just given Fu Jintang, and he kept the candy in his pocket for Fu Jin.

He did change the habit of giving candy when he entered the rebellious period. At that time, he suddenly "enlightened" and felt that giving candy was a fool, which damaged his cool and arrogant street prodigal image. After that change, he really never comforted anyone with candy. I don’t know why, just now, looking at Fu Jin’s appearance, he pulled out a candy and handed it over. But at that time, he seemed to have vaguely thought of someone. In his vague memory, there was a person who did not smile because of his candy... But what does that have to do with Fu Jin?

Fang Xia was a little confused, but after seeing the decorations in this room, she instantly threw the confusing thing behind her mind because - this is a baby room.

A thick round carpet was laid in the center of the room, and a crib with a high guardrail on the carpet, and a thin quilt for babies inside. Everything in this room is enough to prove that there was a child living in this villa.

Hu Jia is the mistress of the owner of this villa. She often came here for a while. Hu Jia is the owner of the mink coat, and the mink coat is the weapon to kill a baby. Now, a baby room belonging to the baby was found in this villa. When these things are connected, the truth about the death of the little ghost is revealed - the wandering soul had never seen Hu Jia pregnant last night, so the baby living in this villa naturally could not be Hu Jia, and that could only be the wife of the owner of the villa. The motive for killing the child of the wife is quite clear.

Of course, the little evil spirit is not a child in this villa, and it is not 100% impossible, but the possibility is relatively low. However, just check the current situation of the owner of the villa and you will get the answer soon.

Fang Xia was about to exit the room and went to find Geng Shudan and Gu Wenkai, but as soon as the man turned around, the door slammed and closed in front of him.

The door was closed without warning and was extremely strange. The windows of the baby room were closed, and there was no window open in the corridor outside the room, and there was no one outside. He was sure that he had not touched the door, so - how did the door close?

Fang Xia went over and turned the door handle and wanted to open the door, but the door seemed to be welded with the door frame, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't move.

"Fu Jin?" Fang Xia turned around and looked at Fu Jin.

Fu Jin did not answer, but looked down at the floor near the crib.

Fang Xia also followed suit and looked at the floor.

Soon, Fang Xia saw gray smoke appearing from the floor, wandering in the room like life, slowly gathering on the crib. Then, it was piled into two piles like cotton wool, one in the crib, and one outside the crib, with a twisted appearance that looked like a person standing by the bed.

The human-shaped smoke bent down and made a move to hold the smoke on the bed hard, then a gusting sound was made on the bed. When the sound stopped, the two smoke gathered together suddenly dissipated and floated on the floor again.

Fang Xia looked at the smoke wandering on the floor, floated towards her feet, and subconsciously hid aside. However, this movement seemed to alarm the smoke. She floated unorganizedly and suddenly stopped, and then she seemed to have found a target and rushed towards Fang Xia.

"Uh..." Fang Xia leaned against the door, a little confused about what to do now.

At this moment, Fu Jin walked quickly towards him, raised his hands and circled him in his arms, staring at the gray smoke that was spinning at Fang Xia's feet, and his voice was cold and spitting out a word: [Get out!]
Chapter completed!