It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

Liang Yueyang glanced back, bent his arms sharply, and tightened his fingers while holding Yun Mao.Yun Mao whimpered unexpectedly and turned into a yellow cat.

In just this moment, there was a sound of breaking through the air, and a pair of faint lights lit up again. Liang Yueyang took Yunmao's clothes, and quickly grabbed Qiao Jin's arm, and slid his fingers on the wall while running.

The light came on from behind, and the sound of footsteps gradually resounded from the lit room ahead.

Following the sound of a doorknob being turned in front of him, Liang Yueyang stopped abruptly, turned around and hugged Qiao Jin, took a step back, opened the door beside him and stepped in.

The two were leaning against the door dripping with sweat, breathing together.

With tears in his eyes, Yun Mao ran downstairs as fast as he could, "meow meow".

The noise outside the door showed signs of subsiding after a minute or two.Liang Yueyang dragged Qiao Jin into the room with a calm voice: "There is no one in this room, but there is one next door."

"I saw that you have a mark, is it to remember if there is anyone?" Qiao Jin lowered his voice, touched the leather sofa and did not sit down, but sat on the coffee table by himself. Uncontrollable sounds tend to appear on soft things, he continued to ask , "Why did you choose this one?"

"Yes, this room is near the next door." Liang Yueyang stood beside him, looking at him with lowered eyelashes, "Let's listen to the wall."

There was a faint sound of closing the door, and Liang Yueyang stroked Qiaojin's earlobe a few times with his fingertips.

Itching, Qiao Jin looked up at him unexpectedly, and felt that his hearing was amplified for a moment, and even the rubbing sound of their clothes could be clearly heard.

Liang Yueyang put his finger on the center of his lips with a cold face, reminding him not to speak.

Although the sound was amplified, it was much more ethereal. The two listened to the sound of the soft sofa being squeezed.

A man's voice urgently said: "Now that it's like this, what do you want me to do?"

Qiao Jin immediately raised his eyebrows, Liang Yueyang frowned, a little familiar.

The husky male voice was unhurried, with a strangely gentle tone: "I did exactly what you wanted, and there was no mistake."

"But my film crew has stopped!" Liang Yueyang suddenly realized what the man said. It turned out to be...the director.

"The contract is not over, don't forget the sacrifice, please." The man was unmoved, and his voice was not warm.

The director was already annoyed: "This is completely contrary to my original intention! Why should I continue to support you!"

"Break the contract, and the retribution will be on you, so you can do it yourself." Following the sound of the sofa, the man stood up, obviously not intending to talk.

Across the wall, the director was trembling with anger. He pointed at the man in front of him: "You have ruined my dream, and you still want me to help you harm others."

The standing man was dressed in a formal suit, with a youthful face and extremely short hair, no more than one centimeter, with a gentle expression on his face, as if he had heard some joke: "You took the initiative to find me, so you can't blame me."

It was really hit by Pei Quan, the problem was with the director, Liang Yueyang stretched out his hand and pinched his earlobe.

The eyes of the short-haired man's gentle face were sharp, and he seemed to be staring at the opposite wall.

"Huh." Liang Yueyang murmured, "We've been discovered."

The voice hit Qiaojin's ears, and he was taken aback for a moment: "Huh? Then do you want to run away?"

As soon as the words were finished, the room suddenly flickered, the lights were bright, and the two of them covered their eyes.

"We've stunned the snake." Qiao Jin stood up from the coffee table in a panic and retreated.

Liang Yueyang lowered his arms slowly, and said in a neutral voice, "It's okay, I've always been scared of snakes."

"?" Do you deny your professional ability like this?Jokin twitched his lips.

The man who turned on the light at the door was very good-looking, even with a short cut, he couldn't hide his delicate features. He smiled slightly: "I thought the Wu family in Jingyi would be the first to come to the door."

He was followed by the director, and the director's face changed drastically when he saw Qiao Jin.

Liang Yueyang looked at him quietly without saying a word.

"I seem to have heard of you." The man's eyes flashed thoughtfully, "Moon people, right? The day is like the sun like a fairy, and the night is like the moon like a ghost."

What new race is this?Qiao Jin stared at Kazilan's big eyes and looked at Liang Yueyang's back.

"Yes." Liang Yueyang glanced sideways at Qiao Jin, "I'm leaving."

The man lowered his head and smiled, raised his hands, with an indifferent expression on his face: "I am Shen Wuyu, nice to meet you, please."

The director's face turned blue. He didn't know how much his deeds had been heard by the two of them. He backed away in fear, as if the two who walked over were two mountains pressing down on them.

Liang Yueyang walked slowly, stepping firmly, his eyes did not flicker, but his body was extremely nervous to pay attention to everything around him.

Qiao Jin, who was following behind him, looked at Shen Wuyu curiously, but such a tough figure was tinged with a little bit of charm because of the beauty of his face.

Sensing the staring eyes, Shen Wuyu bent his eyes and looked over, his shallow eyes were smiling, like a whirlpool that made people addicted.

"What are you looking at?" Liang Yueyang reminded coolly, and held Qiao Jin's wrist unhappily, "He is a monk."

The feeling that the little trick was seen through made Shen Wuyu bend his lips, he smiled and looked at Qiao Jin: "This gentleman is not simple."

Liang Yueyang passed by with a nasal "hmm".

"Shen Wuyu, he is also my actor," the director seemed to be cornered, he retreated to the wall and screamed, and the two glints of light in the eyes of the Buddha statue behind him were pressed back to the altar, "When he comes, everything about me will be destroyed. If you want to continue asking for sacrifices, you have to get rid of him!"

"Don't be so vicious..." Qiao Jin glanced at the director helplessly, and then asked softly, "Can I hit him?"

"Yes." Liang Yueyang replied very quickly. At the same time, his eyes were instantly cold, and he turned his head to look at Shen Wuyu, whose eyes had turned gray. A burst of cold air exploded in the air.

Hearing this answer, Qiao Jin didn't hesitate for a moment. With a hooligan smile, he deliberately approached the director step by step. He clasped his hands together and moved his wrists. Seeing that he was going to run, he kicked him in the hollow of the knee. , the director responded softly on the ground.

"What's the sacrifice?" Qiao Jin squatted down, grabbed the director's collar, his face was very "gentle", "I wanted to leave, but you still planned to plot against me, so let's beat him to death."

"You are also a sacrifice!" The director struggled and roared.

Qiao Jin punched the director's nostrils and sprayed blood. The word "sacrifice" is really uncomfortable.

"I used to be very hurt when I beat someone, but then I pretended to be very obedient." Qiao Jin sincerely blinked his big eyes and blew his fist.

The director yelled and couldn't speak, and seemed to be thinking carefully about whether to say it. Obviously, he planned to be stubborn for the time being.

The spell on his ears hadn't expired yet, and Qiao Jin's fist was real. He just raised it when his ears suddenly heard the attack behind him.

All the altars in the corridor emitted two blue lights, forming a large area, moving out silently, dancing slowly, and the original yellow light was reflected in a terrible color.