Chu Zheng's eyes were calm and his tone was also calm, but the male ghost instinctively felt danger.

If this female ghost wants to kill him, it seems easy to get out of his hands.

Chu Zheng crushed her feet hard, and the male ghost suddenly shouted: "Don't, don't kill me, if you kill me, he won't be able to survive."

he……

Xia Han?

Chu Zheng looked back at the boy on the bed, and then at the male ghost, and she felt a little fucked inside.

Could this ghost be the first evil ghost that Xia Han possessed?

She obviously saved him, how could she let Xia Han meet this evil ghost?

Chu Zheng looked around, took the glass bottle on the cabinet, opened the cap, and pointed the mouth of the bottle at the evil ghost: "Get in."

The evil ghost was confused: "Ah?"

“Get in.”

The two plain words make the evil ghost feel fierce.

"In, go in, I'll go in now."

He crawled into the bottle and Chu Zheng tightened the bottle: "You try running."

The evil ghost was threatened, hugged himself tightly, and curled up.

He is the evil ghost!

He is the one!!

Chu Zheng walked to the bed, helped Xia Han up, and fed the water rudely.

Chu Zheng's body was cold and Xia Han was hot all over. After Chu Zheng fed the water, he stuck it all over and didn't want to let go.

"It feels so comfortable." Xia Han rubbed Chu Zheng's shoulder and found a comfortable place to stay.

Chu Zheng broke him apart, and he immediately pestered him again.

Chu Zheng thought he would let her go if he could hold her for a while, but he would let her go if she couldn't wait until it was hot. As a result, he didn't let her go all morning and his body temperature did not drop.

The evil ghost's voice came from the bottle: "He has a fever, you have to find him medicine."

Chu Zheng raised her hand and the bottle flew into her hands: "Go and look for it, don't think of running away, I want to find you, it's easy."

The evil ghost was released and he slapped himself in the face.

Make you humble.

But this person cannot die, at least he cannot die like this.

The evil ghost went to find medicine in a frustration. After Chu Zheng fed Xia Han, the high fever subsided at night.

"Ahem cough cough..."

Xia Han woke up, his throat was itchy and he coughed for a while.

He only felt heavy and light, his mouth was bitter, and he wanted to vomit.

Where is he?

Dead?

"Little Beauty..." The eyes gradually became focal, and I saw clearly the person sitting next to me... No, it was a ghost.

The boy didn't know what he thought of, and his face turned pale: "I, have I become a ghost, too?"

"Do you want to become a ghost?" Chu Zheng took out a knife expressionlessly.

Xia Han suddenly woke up: "No, don't want to, little beauty, calm down."

He pressed Chu Zheng's hand and felt that the temperature on his hand was different from Chu Zheng. Xia Han breathed a sigh of relief and was not dead.

The evil ghost said that it might be that Xia Han was exposed to Yin Qi in the ghost market, but he was hung outside again. After suffering from double torture, he became ill.

However, given Xia Han's special physique, he became sick and could not kill him.

"Take medicine." Chu Zheng handed him the medicine and water.

"This water..." Xia Han had a psychological shadow.

"Foot wash water." Chu Zheng's face was expressionless.

"..." Xia Han observed the water and it should be the spring water.

"It's so bitter." Xia Han sipped two mouthfuls of water, and his whole face wrinkled together.

"The good medicine is bitter."

"Bao, bah, bah, bah, bah, bah," Xia Han looked disgusted. He was so bitter. What medicine is this? The cold medicine he took before was not the same taste!

Xia Han didn't see the packaging and didn't dare to ask Chu Zheng with a cold face, so he had to give up.

He drank a few sips of water and felt that the bitterness was a little less: "Little Beauty, have you been here all the time?"

"Um."

"You are so nice little beauty." Xia Han's eyebrows and eyes curled, and his whole body seemed to be getting sunny.

Chu Zheng glanced at him, grabbed the bottle and threw it at him: "This ghost, yours."

The bottle was cold, Xia Han didn't care, and subconsciously grabbed it. As soon as the words behind Chu Zheng came out, he froze.

He swallowed: "Is it that ugly man?"

Chu Zheng recalled the appearance of the evil ghost and nodded: "Yes."

Evil ghost: "..." Who is ugly!! Who is ugly!!

After pausing, Chu Zheng asked, "Do you know him?"

"After I came back from the ghost market, he kept following me..." Xia Han's voice became weaker: "I asked him to leave, but he refused, saying that he had any contract with me."

"Are you afraid of him?"

Xia Han didn't show much fear.

He glanced at Chu Zheng, nodded or shook his head, just said, "He is very fierce, his eyes look like a knife. I don't like him."

That's fear.

Chu Zheng: "Why aren't you afraid of me?"

"The little beauty is different." Xia Han put down the bottle.

“Where is different?”

He raised his head slightly, and there was a light in his eyes: "I feel differently, I don't think you will hurt me."

When he saw her for the first time, he was not afraid of her.

He has seen many ghosts, evil ghosts, ordinary ghosts. When he was a child, he was always scared. As he grew older, his fear was hidden.

It’s not that he is not afraid, he just knows that fear is useless.

They can hurt themselves.

He can only live as much as possible.

The more afraid he is, the less likely he is to survive. He cannot be afraid, at least on the surface.

The room was quiet for a while, Chu Zheng pulled the bottle away and broke the silence: "Did you say he has a contract with you? What contract?"

Xia Han shook his head.

Chu Zheng released the evil ghost: "You said."

The evil ghost's eyes were shaking, not knowing what idea was going on.

Chu Zheng raised the knife in her hand again.

The evil ghost became honest in an instant: "It's just a kind of ghost contract..."

The evil ghost who originally wanted to fool Chu Zheng did not dare to talk nonsense after facing Chu Zheng's sight, and answered honestly: "He is equivalent to my master now."

This kind of ghost contract cannot be concluded by ordinary people.

Among millions of people, there may not be one such person.

Chu Zheng thought of herself appearing here for no reason.

"Is it the ghost who signed the contract that must be with the master?"

"Not necessarily, but if the master summons him, he has to come back." The evil ghost replied carefully, staring at the knife in Chu Zheng's hand.

Chu Zheng: "..." Make a hammer!

Chu Zheng did not show any abnormality and said calmly: "Since he is your master, please protect him."

"Yes, yes." The evil ghost nodded repeatedly.

Chu Zheng let the evil ghost return to the bottle, and she threw the bottle to Xia Han.
To be continued...