On that night, Fu Yao and his left hand, who had occupied Qin Mengdie's big bed for several days, finally woke up. Fu Yao seemed a little confused after waking up. It took him a while to look at Qin Mengdie before coming to his senses.

Qin Mengdie was sitting on the bed reading a book. She couldn't help but feel a little happy when she woke up, but she said, "You finally woke up. If you don't wake up, I will think you are dead. Just find a hole in the open space and dig a hole to bury you for you, without even a coffin or a tombstone."

Fu Yao chuckled: "We are a couple after all, you are so shabby to me?"

Qin Mengdie looked at Fuyao carefully. Although he was just a head, he could still see some complexion. For example, when she saw him on the rooftop, his face was the same as white paper, but now it was a little rosy. This is definitely not good maintenance.

She reached out and poked Fu Yao's face: "Hey, Mr. Husband, are you okay now?"

It is rare that she would call her husband on her own initiative, so Fuyao naturally smiled: "I can't die yet. Thank you for your concern. I didn't expect that you just didn't see you for your period, and you still know how to care for your husband."

He obviously really cared about the other party, but Qin Mengdie started to stubbornly say: "Who said I am caring for you? I am caring for myself, okay? Because I am free when you die!"

Fuyao disagreed: "Oh? Really? Then you can curse me a few more words, so that I may die faster, and you can marry and have children earlier and live the life you want."

Qin Mengdie changed the subject: "Okay, let's not talk about this for now. Let me ask you, where have you been in the past few months? Do you know many strange things that have happened in our school recently?"

Fu Yao answered the following question with evasion: "I have only heard of some, but it is still unclear what the specific situation is. If you want to know, we can check it."

Even though he knew that he did not answer on purpose, Qin Mengdie didn't hold on to the question. It was better to ask one question or a topic at a time. It was because the person who asked the question did not ask him hello, so he didn't blame him.

She continued the strange topic of the academy: "How to check this? Do you already have a solution?"

Fuyao smiled mysteriously: "Of course there is no more now, but aren't the solutions all people think of? As long as you are willing to think hard, leave this matter to me and I'll help you with it!"

Qin Mengdie suddenly felt a chill on her back. She felt that Fu Yao laughed like a cunning old fox. Could it be that she dug some holes for her to jump? Just like last time in a mountain village.

She swallowed and asked carefully: "Why are you suddenly so kind to me?"

Fuyao asked her sadly: "Do you think I have always been bad to you? If you don't want to see me, I walked away silently. Knowing that you are in danger, I hurried back to save you. What else do you want me to do? Do you want me to disappear in front of you now? That's fine, I'll leave."

Qin Mengdie hurriedly reached out and hugged him, and explained anxiously: "No, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that. Actually, what I really want to ask is, what's wrong with you these days? Is something wrong? I summoned you so many times but didn't show up. I... I'm really worried about you."

Fearing that Fu Yao could see what she was just thinking, Qin Mengdie deliberately expressed her serious expression and said it very sincerely. In the end, she didn't even notice it. What she said was actually what she said, and she was indeed worried about Fu Yao.

As soon as these words were said, Fu Yao became a little embarrassed: "That... is nothing, it's just a difficult opponent. I worked with my left hand and I to work together to beat him. I was injured and recuperated for some days."

Qin Mengdie was anxious: "Then how do you look at it now? Where is the left hand? Why haven't he woke up yet?"

Fuyao was slightly stunned. Qin Mengdie thought she was doing a show for him, and he did regard it as a show, but the scene in front of her seemed too real, and she asked without even thinking about it.

Qin Mengdie anxiously urged: "You are talking, what's going on with him?"

Fuyao then came to his senses and said, "Don't worry, he won't be able to do anything. I don't want to become a disabled person."

Qin Mengdie let out a long sigh and said with relief: "That's good, I'm scared to death."

Then they began to discuss the college affairs. Fuyao could not be seen by others, and he was a ghost himself. It was naturally much more convenient and quicker to investigate than those living people.

Since today is not a dead day, those things will not appear, so he didn't plan to go out. He had not been with Qin Mengdie for some time, and he felt that he should be with her first.

It's the big night now, and what he calls sleeping with her is just sleeping together, because Qin Mengdie is already yawning all over the sky and is almost asleep sitting on the bed. How could he bear to keep talking?

According to common sense, a murder will occur on Monday, and Fuyao can sense the existence of a ghost, so he can start acting on Monday, and he can enhance his relationship with Qin Mengdie this weekend.

Qin Mengdie had no plans on the weekend, so she was ready to stay at home obediently, listening to Fu Yao talk about the past, from the Tang Dynasty a thousand years ago to the strong enemy she met a few days ago, she wanted to know.

Fuyao was as she wished, and after breakfast on Saturday, he started to teach her real history classes because he lived in that era, so he naturally had a vivid image than the teacher in class.

As he listened, Qin Mengdie suddenly interrupted Fu Yao and asked a question: "How old were you?"

Fu Yao was stunned: "Are you referring to the era I just mentioned, or something else?"

Qin Mengdie explained: "How old did you die? I feel that what you know is not only detailed, but also very comprehensive. You seem to be very clear from the establishment of the Tang Dynasty at the end of the Sui Dynasty to the death of Princess Taiping."

Fu Yao's eyes suddenly flashed, which was obviously a sign of lying, but he concealed it very well. The flashing flash just flashed and disappeared in a blink of an eye. Qin Mengdie didn't see it.

He pondered and replied: "I was thirty years old when I died. Although I had not experienced many things myself, I could often hear the older generation telling me. Just like you are now, although the war years have long gone, you can still know what happened."

Qin Mengdie nodded thoughtfully: "That's the same. You should have a school at that time, and there will be grandparents at home who will tell you these things as stories."

Fuyao did not continue this topic, but just asked her indifferently, "Then do you have to continue listening? If you are tired of listening, you should take a break first. We have time to spend together in the future, if you don't drive me away."

Qin Mengdie's face turned red: "I'm so bad? You saved my life and are my savior. Can I drive you away? Okay, you can live here with peace of mind in the future, my husband!"

Fuyao seemed to believe it: "Really? Don't force yourself. If you still hate me as much as before, then I would rather leave here and make you lose sight of it, so that you will not be happy every day."

Qin Mengdie nodded and said, "It's really true. Since I have promised to be your ghost wife, it's natural to be with you. I'm no longer so ignorant."

After receiving such good news, Fuyao was still calm and said lightly: "It's so good, then we will get along well from now on. I believe we will have a good life in the future."

After..., this was obviously a very serious word, but Qin Mengdie suddenly thought of a very vulgar meaning. Her cheeks couldn't help but turn red, and she lowered her head to hide her shyness.

How hungry is she? How eager is she to find a man? She can be so imaginative, and she is a big girl who has never been in love?

Fuyao didn't know what she was thinking now, but he asked her in confusion: "Mengdie, why is your face so red, but it's uncomfortable there? Do you want to see the doctor? Oh no, it's the doctor."

Qin Mengdie hurriedly stood up and walked towards the refrigerator: "No, no, I'm a little thirsty."

She wanted to use the low temperature of the refrigerator to relieve her embarrassment at this time. Who said that the girlish feelings are always poetry? Isn’t she a girl in spring now? Although the season is now autumn.

Fu Yao watched her open the refrigerator door and stood in front and chose left and right. After a while, she couldn't take out a bottle of satisfactory drink and laughed silently. This little woman was so cute and fun.

The time I was with Fuyao suddenly went very fast. Two days of weekend passed by and it was Black Monday again, which was likely to be killed. The atmosphere of S became weird.

Qin Mengdie's family of three still drove to school, but today there was a head in their car, which was Fuyao. As for his left hand, he was playing with Heizai at home.

At present, except for the Yin-Yang Eye or the Heavenly Eye, and the sorcerer with profound Taoism, only Qin Mengdie and his family can see Fu Yao's existence. As soon as they arrived at the school parking lot, they dispersed.

Qin Tianzheng and his wife went to their office, while Qin Mengdie went to the classroom. He didn't even know where Fuyao should go. It depends on where the situation is not peaceful and something is causing trouble.

During class in the morning, Qin Mengdie was always upset. She was worried that there would be any problems with Fuyao because he did not bring his left hand together today. If he met that strong enemy again, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Class Qin Mengdie, please pay attention to the lecture. Today's class is very important and is a must-have content!"
Chapter completed!