The movie world has a beautiful ghost

In fact, Zhang Haoran didn’t care too much about these things. He just did them as he pleased.

Now that his strength has broken through to the second level of Qi Refining, helping Xiaoli condense her spiritual body is even easier. It is nothing more than wasting some vitality, which can be replenished later.

After spending three days helping Xiaoli to condense her spirit body, Qiu Sheng couldn't wait to take Xiaoli out to play. As for what they played, no one knew.

Only Wencai was left looking at Qiu Sheng with envy and jealousy from time to time.

However, in order to avoid being discovered by the master, Xiaoli stayed in the token most of the time, and only sneaked out with Qiu Sheng late at night.

After a few days, Qiu Sheng became obviously listless and dispirited.

Uncle Jiu naturally noticed this situation, but he didn't find anything wrong with Qiu Sheng. He just thought he didn't get enough rest.

"Good morning, Master. Good morning, Big Brother." Although Qiu Sheng looked a little listless, he seemed very happy.

"Master, eldest brother." Wencai's already bitter face became even more bitter.

"What are you doing again?" Uncle Jiu had just sat down to eat when he heard the two of them addressing each other and asked in confusion.

Zhang Haoran smiled but said nothing.

Qiu Sheng explained: "Oh, we all think that the junior brother is better than us, so let him be the senior brother."

"Hmph, you guys still have some self-awareness. Do whatever you want. I don't want to bother with you." Uncle Jiu obviously agreed to this matter.

That day, Zhang Haoran came to the town. It was for no other reason than that he heard that a drama troupe had come here and would be performing for several days. He guessed something from it and came to take a look.

When they arrived at the courtyard where the troupe was temporarily staying, everyone was busy. Zhang Haoran saw the familiar face of Uncle Ying at a glance.

The latter also saw him, walked up to him puzzledly and asked: "What can I do for you, little brother?"

Zhang Haoran smiled and said, "We met in Fangshan."

"Oh, so the young man that night was you." The class owner still remembered it clearly. This young man was walking alone among hundreds of ghosts with golden light on his body. He had never seen anyone with such great magical powers.

Of course, Uncle Jiu also saw it and asked about it after he returned. Zhang Haoran could only prevaricate with the reason that the ancestor bestowed the magic in a dream, which has been used by many time travelers.

However, the things given by the system cannot be given to others, so there is no way to write them down and give them to Uncle Jiu to practice.

Fortunately, Uncle Jiu also understood. After all, it was the ancestor who bestowed the Dharma, so he must have taken a fancy to this disciple. Not everyone can get this opportunity.

"Please come in, little brother, and have a cup of tea and chat." The boss was very enthusiastic and respected such a talented person.

After the two of them sat down, Zhang Haoran said, "Master, I saw you open your third eye that day, but you are also a Taoist. I wonder who your master is?"

"Well, not really. After all, I have been working in a theatre troupe for many years. As you know, people in this line of work all play the role of dead ancient people, so it is easy to attract unclean things. I have dealt with people in your line of work many times and have seen a lot. Over time, I have memorized a few tricks.

But I can only deal with some minor things like exorcising evil spirits. For situations like yesterday, I could only watch from the sidelines." The class owner took a puff of his pipe and said.

"Oh I got it."

Afterwards, the two chatted for a while, and Zhang Haoran said that he would go to support the opening ceremony.

The class owner was overjoyed. After all, with a master like Zhang Haoran around, he was able to help him keep the place under control. Ordinary evil spirits would definitely not dare to come and cause trouble.

Just as Zhang Haoran was about to say goodbye, there was a sudden sound of chaotic footsteps outside.

"Master, something bad has happened. Brother Xin has been possessed by evil spirits!"

When the two heard the noise and went out, they saw a young man being carried by a crowd and placed on the ground. His eyes were closed, and his body twitched from time to time and he was shaking.

"Oh, what should we do? Brother Xin is our mainstay. Now he's like this, how are we going to start the show tomorrow?"

"Yeah, our business is not good to begin with. If this show fails, we will all be gone!"

The crowd that gathered around was talking a lot, with worry on their faces, but not because of the person lying on the ground.

This so-called Brother Xin, relying on the fact that he is the mainstay of the troupe, often shows off his power and acts superior.

But if everyone dispersed because of him, people would starve to death in those days.

"Ah Xiang and Ah Sheng, what is going on?" asked the class owner with a serious face.

Upon hearing this, the two men lowered their heads, obviously feeling a little guilty.

The class owner frowned and scolded, "I'm asking you guys, what's going on?"

"Master, we just wanted to scare him, but we didn't expect it to turn out like this." A Xiang muttered in a low voice.

"Hmph! I knew it was you guys who did this." The class owner also knew what kind of person Xin was. Normally, the people under him disliked him, which caused a lot of conflicts.

Zhang Haoran walked over and pried open his eyes to check. There was nothing serious, just a trace of evil energy entering his body.

"Master Zhang, what do you think of his condition?" The boss is now very fortunate that there happens to be an expert here.

The female actors around were all stunned when they saw such a handsome young man, and they all started to talk about him in a low voice.

Zhang Haoran pretended not to hear and silently recited the Golden Light Mantra. A golden light flashed from his finger and touched his forehead.

A wisp of black mist rose along the finger, and after a moment, the person lying there slowly opened his eyes.

Seeing this, Zhang Haoran withdrew his hand, stood up and said: "It's okay!"

"Hey, he's really awake. This guy actually has such great abilities."

Listening to the discussions around him, Brother Xin finally came back to his senses. He only remembered that a few people dressed up as ghosts to scare him last night.

He looked around and suddenly saw Ah Xiang and the others. He was immediately furious: "How dare you guys tease me!"

He stood up and was about to rush over to beat them up, but luckily he was stopped by someone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, Brother Xin, we won't dare to do it again!" Several people knew they were in the wrong and kept saying sorry.

But Brother Xin still refused to give in.

"Okay, you guys. The show is about to start tomorrow, so get ready early, otherwise we'll all be left with nothing." The boss couldn't stand it anymore.

Everyone calmed down after hearing this.

"Thank you, Master Zhang. I'm sorry to have made a fool of myself." The boss thanked him, "How about staying for lunch? It's noon now, and I'd like to thank you, Master Zhang, for your help."

Zhang Haoran looked up at the sky and nodded in agreement since he had nothing to do.

At noon, a table of food and wine was set up just for Zhang Haoran. What surprised him was that the owner actually called a woman to accompany him.

He looked at the class owner with a questioning look.