walking ghost

"The Murder of Dou Men" was very popular when it was released, and there were quite a few people rushing to the morning show on Friday.

Ah Bao finally got in line, and the conductor said: "There is only one left, do you want it?"

Ah Bao hesitated and said, "Can I buy a half-price ticket if I bring my own chair?"

The conductor asked, "Is it a child?"

"No."

"That won't work." The conductor waved his hand.

Before Ah Bao had time to speak, he stretched out a hand from below to the table, knocked hard and said, "You are discriminating against the disabled!"

The conductor heard the words and stood up, and saw a middle-aged man in a gown sitting arrogantly in a wheelchair, with a leg still in a cast. "This is……"

"He is a loyal movie fan of Zhang Jiajia, and he finally got permission from the hospital to watch movies this time. If he can't do it this time, he might not have the chance next time." Abao said pitifully.

The conductor said: "Let me ask for you." She turned to look for the leader.

"Hmph, if she doesn't agree, I'll let my ghost haunt her every day and annoy her to death."

A Bao said: "Master, didn't your emissary go to look for Master Pan?"

Sima Qingku rolled his eyes and said, "I won't catch another one?"

A Bao quickly said, "How about I talk to the Patriarch and ask him to give you the grass carp."

"Thank you very much." Sima Qing stared at him bitterly, and said every word, "Give me such a bitter and vengeful ghost messenger. I heard that just after he died, a ghost messenger brought a group of horses and horses. Arrest him, if it weren't for the virtue of your ancestors and the face of the patriarch, he would have gone to hell a long time ago, and there is no chance for him to reform himself."

Ah Bao said with a bitter face: "I regret it too. It was agreed that he would do ten good deeds a month, and it would take him 100 years to wash away his sins. Get into my arms... If he files for credit bankruptcy, I don't know if my grandfather and I will be implicated as guarantors."

Sima Qing waved his hands bitterly and said: "Don't worry about it. Do you think he is stupid? I think this kid is smarter than you, and he will definitely not be able to do it."

A Bao said: "Why don't you take him away if you admire him so much?"

Sima Qing said bitterly: "Because it's not worth it."

A Bao said: "Where is it not worthwhile?"

"Do you think it's possible for him to follow me in peace after I take him in? Isn't it just following you around all day long, and won't that cause me to have to follow around?" Sima Qingku said angrily.

A Bao said: "It's nothing bad."

It’s okay if he doesn’t say anything, and once he mentions Sima Qing’s bitterness, he explodes, “Potato chips for breakfast, potato chips for lunch, and dinner, potato chips for supper, what’s so good about the days of potato chips?”

Ah Bao said, "How about changing to French fries tomorrow?"

Sima Qing said bitterly: "Thank you for working so hard to cut potato chips into strips."

A Bao said: "I haven't tried it, but I think it's a technical job."

The two were still chatting, and the conductor had already come over, "You can go in, but you have to buy a full ticket."

"Why? The chair is mine!" Sima Qing was furious.

The conductor said: "Yes, so you can move out after watching."

Sima Qingku: "..."

Ah Bao suddenly approached with a smile and said, "Today is Friday, right?"

The conductor warned: "Yes."

A Bao said: "You can get a half discount for couple tickets, right?"

The conductor frowned and said, "The couple seats are sold out."

Ah Bao patted Sima Qingku's wheelchair and said, "Who said that, my master's is the one."

The conductor, Sima Qingku: "..."

The conductor said: "If the two of you are willing to sit in this wheelchair together...that's fine too. But I'm going to sell the other ticket to someone else."

Abao: "..."

Sima Qing heroically took out a hundred and patted it on the table, turned his face in pain and said, "You don't need to look for it."

The conductor said: "Not enough."

"..."

A group of people on the big screen were screaming non-stop.

Under the big screen, Abao and Sima Qingku dozed off one by one to the left and the other to the right.

"what!"

Flush and Sixi who were hiding in A Bao's arms screamed at the same time.

Abao and Sima Qingku woke up suddenly and looked around nervously.

"Here we come!" Flush excitedly ravaged his two spit-out eyeballs.

Sixi bit his ear and looked at the screen nervously.

Sima Qingku and Ah Bao: "..."

They looked up at the screen, and saw a dark figure slowly walking from the corridor into the room in the gloomy old house.

A Bao tilted his head and continued to sleep.

Sima Qingku bumped his shoulder with his arm, "Aren't you afraid of watching ghost movies?"

Ah Bao closed his eyes and said, "That's why I don't watch."

Sima Qing said bitterly: "As a descendant of the Ghost Controlling School, you are simply ashamed."

A Bao said, "That's right, that's why I never introduced you as my master when I introduced myself."

"..."

The phone in Ah Bao's pocket suddenly vibrated twice.He took out his mobile phone and looked at it, and couldn't help but let out a hush.

Sima Qing said bitterly: "What's wrong?"

It was too late for Ah Bao to hide, Sima Qingku had already glanced at it, "Pan, palm, door?"

"Uh," Ah Bao scratched his head and said, "It was because he wanted to go to Guisha Village to save Master, so I reluctantly recorded his phone number in the phone."

"How do you have his number?"

"Old ghost, that's what his uncle said."

"is it?"

"Yes."

"Um……"

"Hmm."

"what is your telephone number?"

"..." Abao was forced by the coercion, full of guilt, and handed over Pan Zhe's mobile phone number to Sima Qingku.

The light on the screen flickered, flickering brightly and darkly on Sima Qing's bitter face.

Abao's guilt deepened.

"What did he want from you?" Sima Qing asked bitterly.

Abao said: "After leaving Guisha Village, there has been no news of Master Pan. I have called several times but no one answered, so I sent a short message to ask about safety. He is replying to me now."

"Oh, it's all right?"

"He said everything was fine."

Sima Qing put his chin in his hand, looked at the screen and suddenly showed a strange smile, which made Ah Bao feel chills.

"By the way, didn't the master say that the uncle took a business to get rid of ghosts? Why is there no news at all?" Abao asked.

Sima Qing said bitterly: "When he wants to contact, he will naturally appear."

A Bao said: "Speaking of which, is it really okay for Master Uncle to get rid of ghosts like this?"

"What do you mean?"

"Didn't Master break his leg? Uncle Master, I don't know if something is wrong."

"...I belong to the unlucky fleeting years." He will not tell them that he was not injured in Guisha Village, but stepped into a pit after he came out!Sima Qing thought bitterly and angrily: People who dig holes and don't fill them are so unkind!

A Bao's mobile phone suddenly received another text message, it was still Pan Zhe, but the content of this text message was very intriguing.

"Every man is not guilty, but he is guilty of carrying jade." He read the text message, and then looked at Sima Qingku, "Master, what does Head Pan mean?"

Sima Qing said bitterly: "It is true that I am the head of the sect, but my surname is not Pan!"

Ah Bao stuck out his tongue, and replied a text message: Please explain.

Pan Zhe replied quickly: the secret must not be leaked.

"Cut." Sima Qing sneered bitterly.

Ah Bao sighed: "I seem to be able to understand how Master hates him." Talking half a sentence and hiding a half sentence is the same as writing an essay every time it gets stuck at a critical moment. It is very flattering!

Sima Qing said bitterly: "Has your name been changed by him?"

"Uh."

"Do you understand the feeling of changing from Sima Qingya to Sima Qingku?"

"Uh."

"For example, now someone asks you to change your name to Ding Shubao."

"...It's too hateful!"

At the end of the movie, Ah Bao finally pushed Sima Qingku out of the movie theater. When he walked to the door, he saw Cao Yu standing at the door in a white suit. Almost everyone who passed by him couldn't help but look at him.

He finally understood why Cao Yu wanted to be a bear when he was naked. It was impossible for anyone with such a peachy face to work quietly.

like now.

"Oh!" A girl threw herself into his arms.

Cao Yu gently reached out to support her, then stepped back half a step, took out the notebook from his arms, flipped to this month, and drew a horizontal line behind the orthographic.

……

Could such a good thing be done too easily!

Bao was speechless.

The girl held her face shyly, "Thank you, you are so nice, can I..."

"No." Cao Yu replied coldly.

Standing here, Ah Bao also heard the girl's heartbroken voice.