Pretty idiots are born to be played with and ruined by their husbands.

Chapter 48 Zhou Gangxun, when are you going to make chicken soup again?

After Ruan Zhijuan finished speaking, he pushed the black jar in front of the real estate agent and sneered, "Didn't you say it was normal? Take it home and raise it. Let's see how many days it can survive in your house."

"If you can't talk to us, then wait until you're dead before you talk to them."

Looking at the two of them, singing in unison and acting in perfect harmony, and at the black urn that looked particularly eerie, Xiao Ma immediately said, "I'll handle it! I'll report the situation to my superiors as soon as I get back."

This is truly a ghost story! It perfectly matches the description of that family of four, and the woman who hanged herself.

He had heard from a colleague of Gan Dejiu that she had supposedly committed suicide two years ago. She suffered from postpartum depression, had a three- or four-year-old daughter, and her husband was often away on business trips in Hong Kong. She couldn't think straight and died.

Later, the woman's family called the police, saying they couldn't contact their daughter and were worried that something had happened to her. When the police came to their home, they learned that their daughter had died and had been buried by her son-in-law.

It is said that he found his wife dead as soon as he got home, so he buried her that same day.

Afterwards, the woman's family asked her son-in-law where their daughter's grave was. The woman's husband, who was also the landlord of the house, said that people who die violently should not be buried, so he drove to a wasteland by the roadside and buried her there.

It's quite strange, but the police came and confirmed that the woman's suicide by hanging was indeed a suicide, and the woman's husband had an alibi.

Xiao Ma cleared his tight throat and continued, "We'll get you a new place, you won't need to pay rent anymore, you can just use the rent from here as payment, and we'll even give you an extra month's rent..."

"Three months," Zhou Gangxun said.

Without a second thought, Ruan Zhijuan echoed her, looking like she thought, "My husband is always right." "Yeah, yeah, three months. Your screen windows are all torn. I almost fell off and died when I was hanging clothes out to dry. If I had died, you would have been traitors, colluding with the female ghost in that jar, acting like cowards..."

Hanging clothes to dry... When did his wife learn to do housework again?

Zhou Gangxun's gaze fell on the screen window of the balcony, and he saw that there was indeed a large hole in it. What he had just said... he almost fell to his death.

Zhou Gangxun's gaze suddenly turned cold as he slowly looked at the black jar, revealing murderous intent.

As Ruan Zhijuan was speaking, she shrank her neck and suddenly felt a chill on the back of her neck.

He turned around and looked at Zhou Gangxun, then slapped him on the upper arm. After thinking for a moment, unable to come up with an excuse for hitting him, he said, "Stand at attention." Don't do anything underhanded behind his back, he saw it.

Zhou Gangxun: ? Just bored and training dogs for fun (⌐￣皿￣ )?

He slowly pulled his leg back, moved away from the wall he was leaning against, and stood up. "..." He just felt that this might be bad for his spine, ∠(°ゝ°)( 」∠)_ He didn't really become Ruan Zhijuan's dog.

"Okay..." Xiao Ma hesitated for a moment before agreeing, "Three months it is, but we at the agency really don't know anything about this jar. The police also said that the family of four who lived there before committed suicide." Who would have thought it was related to female ghosts or evil magic?

"However, tonight... I might have to trouble you to stay here another night." Xiao Ma held up three fingers to assure you, "I'll take you to see houses first thing tomorrow morning, and I'll definitely find the best ones."

Zhou Gangxun looked at him and said, "Take the jar away and send it to the police station."

I want to smash and crush it as soon as I see it.

But this thing cannot be easily destroyed, and if it is broken, the things inside will come out and harm people even more wantonly.

Xiao Ma looked at the eerie black jar, gritted his teeth, stomped his foot, put his backpack on the jar, and ran towards the police station.

Zhou Gangxun cleaned the living room inside and out, moved the bed, and laid out Ruan Zhijuan's pile of odds and ends "junk" on it, along with his simple dog bed. "..."

Then he opened the window to ventilate the room, staring at the broken screen window with a lingering unease, and started smoking.

He took out wire and pliers from under the kitchen sink, crossed several wires and fixed them at the opening, making sure they were strong enough to support a person's weight.

Then he went back inside, took a shower, and went to sleep.

At three o'clock in the morning, Ruan Zhijuan had been in bed for twenty minutes, but he was still not asleep and wrapped himself up in the quilt like a spring roll in the sweltering summer heat of over thirty degrees Celsius.

He was terrified that if he closed his eyes, the female ghost would kick his head with her size 36 feet again.

Ruan Zhijuan glanced at Zhou Gangxun on the ground. This big bad guy, after doing so many bad things to him, must be very afraid of ghosts. So Ruan Zhijuan decided to take pity on him and sleep with Zhou Gangxun.

He wrapped himself in his blanket, moved to the floor, and quietly crawled onto Zhou Gangxun's body, like a ghost pressing down on the bed.

While Zhou Gangxun was asleep, he felt the familiar tightness in his chest and shortness of breath return. "..."

He squinted one eye at Ruan Zhijuan, muttering a cold curse under his breath, "Damn devil, how dare you impersonate my wife to seduce me, you deserve to be beaten..."

As Zhou Gangxun spoke, he raised his hand and started punching the ghost repeatedly.

Ruan Zhijuan, buried under the covers, hadn't even reacted when she was hit and started groaning, "No... it's not a ghost, Zhou Gangxun, I'm your wife, your real wife... Ouch... Waaah, open your eyes and look, husband... I was wrong, I'll never do it again, do you remember this? You made me say it before, I really am your wife..."

Zhou Gangxun opened his eyes and looked at Ruan Zhijuan, whose eyes were brimming with tears. A slight upturn appeared on his lips, but he restrained himself. "Oh, so she's not an evil spirit, she's my wife."

He asked with feigned concern, "How did you fall? Let me carry you up."

"No... I'm not going up there, it's almost dawn..." Ruan Zhijuan clung tightly to Zhou Gangxun, like a cat stubbornly clinging to the edge of the bathtub, refusing to take a bath, and said through gritted teeth, "I'll... I'll sleep here, that's fine..."

Zhou Gangxun couldn't suppress the smile on his lips as he pulled the stuffy, thick blanket off Ruan Zhijuan and put it back on the bed. She was already stupid enough; any more heat and she'd go crazy. "Didn't they say they bullied you? They bullied you, so didn't you bully them back?"

"You think you're so tough on me? You just hit me and yell at me."

Ruan Zhijuan buried her face in Zhou Gangxun's chest, muttering, "Who said I didn't retaliate? I just didn't want to stoop to their level..." Who knew they were all dead... Dead people are ghosts! How could I possibly bully ghosts?! (˘̩̩ε˘̩ƪ)... Ahhhhh...

He only just realized that those people were actually ghosts.

Hmph, and besides, was Zhou Gangxun just settling scores with him? He never hit or scolded him, never!

Just then, Ruan Zhijuan heard Zhou Gangxun whisper in his ear, lecturing him word by word, "We should scatter their ashes, burn their houses, and dig up their graves. To deal with evil spirits, we must be even more ruthless than they are; to deal with bad things, we must be even worse than they are. Don't you think so, my wife..."

Ruan Zhijuan: "..." dared not move.

As Zhou Gangxun spoke, he felt a warm sensation in his chest. Was he crying from fright?

He grabbed Ruan Zhijuan by the back of her neck, lifted her up, and saw a large wet patch on his chest where Ruan Zhijuan's snot had seeped into his clothes.

It looks like she just finished breastfeeding.

Ruan Zhijuan guiltily moved her head to a clean spot on the other side, secretly wiped her nose, and glanced sideways at Zhou Gangxun, (°﹃ 。), "I...I didn't do anything..."

Zhou Gangxun: "..." What wife? (╯°Д°）╯︵/(.□ . ) Go away.

"Zhou Gangxun, when are you going to make chicken soup again... slurp... slurp..."

"...Maybe in the next life."