Strange Tales: The Yin-Yang Celestial Master

Finally, there was a free day, Qi Buyang didn't go anywhere, just stayed at home looking through those ancient books that no one paid attention to, Luo Lang squeezed next to him, playing with his hair boredly.

"...Mr. Luo, what are you doing?" Qi Buyang put down his book helplessly, and turned to look at Luo Lang.

The latter showed an innocent smile, "I'm braiding your hair for you~" After finishing speaking, he proudly grabbed the two crooked braids on his head and fiddled with them.

"..." Qi Buyang touched the top of his head depressedly. Although he couldn't see it, he could imagine how ridiculous his current appearance was.And the braid was tied up with a rubber band!Where did Luo Lang get such a thing?

He stared at Luo Lang, and was about to untie his braids when suddenly "Dinglingling—" the phone rang.

Qi Buyang picked it up, "Hello, what can I do?"

Hearing his voice, the other end was quiet for a long time, and suddenly hung up with a snap.Qi Buyang stared blankly at the receiver, shook his head and put it back.

After a while, the phone rang again, this time Qi Buyang picked it up and said, "Hello?" The other party quickly hung up again.

After a 5-minute break, the phone rang for the third time, but Qi Buyang answered it anyway. Hearing his voice, there was a "huh" on the other end of the phone, and only a male voice said to himself: "What's going on, I'm obviously calling For the Qi family..."

Qi Buyang told him, "This is the Qi family."

The other party was obviously stunned for a moment, and asked in disbelief: "Really? Is it really the Celestial Master's family?"

"Yes."

The other end paused, and suddenly shouted anxiously into the phone: "Master! You must help me!"

Qi Buyang quickly asked: "What happened to you?"

"I'm being stalked by our manager!"

Qi Buyang was stunned for a while, and told him tactfully: "...the Qi family may not be able to help you."

"But our manager is a ghost!!!" The other party was so anxious that he seemed to be about to cry.

Qi Buyang was startled, "A ghost can also be a manager?!"

"No, no..." The head tried to explain incoherently: "He was our manager when he was alive, but now he's dead and turned into a ghost, and he's stalking me!"

Hearing that he couldn't speak clearly on the phone, Qi Buyang had no choice but to ask him to come to Qi's house in person and talk slowly face to face.

"But what about the manager?" The other end said worriedly, "He's always following me. If he finds out that I'm looking for the Heavenly Master, will he kill me?"

"Don't be afraid, there is an enchantment around Qi's house to exorcise ghosts, he can't follow in."

"That's good." As soon as he finished speaking, the phone was hung up, and it seemed that he rushed to Qi's house immediately.

Sure enough, not long after, the phone rang again, and Qi Buyang picked it up, panting on the other end and asking: "Master! I've arrived at the address you mentioned, why can't I find it?"

Qi Buyang had no choice but to go out to pick him up. When they met, he found that the other party was an office worker in a suit and tie. The manager in the mouth still followed.

"Don't worry, ordinary ghosts will never come here." Qi Buyang comforted him.

"Ordinary ghost?" He was still not at ease, and emphasized with some trepidation: "Our manager was very powerful in life, will he be different from other ghosts after death?"

Qi Buyang smiled faintly, "No matter who you were in life, you will be the same after death."

"Really? That's good." The man patted his chest in relaxation.

While talking, Qi Buyang led him into the living room. The man was temporarily freed from the manager's troubles, so he turned his attention to the celestial master in front of him, and then found the two half-curled braids on the top of the other's head .

"This..." He widened his eyes in astonishment, and asked uncertainly, "Is this...the custom of the Celestial Master? To ward off evil spirits or something..."

Luo Lang stood behind Qi Buyang, staring at him with a half-smile, and slowly asked: "How is it, does it look good?"

Intimidated by those sharp eyes, the man could only nod stiffly, "It's pretty good-looking." Seeing that Luo Lang's expression hadn't changed, he added boldly, "I've wanted to try this look for a long time."

"It's a pity that I won't make it up for you." Luo Lang shook his head regretfully.

"..."

Hearing what they said, Qi Buyang remembered the things on his head that hadn't been disposed of, and blushed immediately, and quickly lowered his head and hurriedly tore off the braid.

Now Luo Lang was not happy, and looked at him with squinted eyes: "Why do you want to explain it, am I not good at making it up?"

Qi Buyang gritted his teeth, held the untied rubber band in his hand, and whispered, "I'll make it up for you one day and you'll know."

"Okay, I can't ask for it~" Luo Lang said without hesitation.

"..." Qi Buyang was defeated again, he would not ask for trouble to be thick-skinned with Luo Lang.

Seeing that they were immersed in the small world of the two of them and completely ignored him, the man moved his buttocks on the sofa with some embarrassment, and finally couldn't help but fake cough as a reminder.Qi Buyang felt embarrassed, so he quickly sat down opposite him, straightened his back, and looked at him seriously.

After being looked at like this, he didn't know what to say. He closed his mouth and opened it again, and finally choked out a sentence: "You guys continue..."

"...Didn't you tell me about your manager?" Qi Buyang reminded him.

"Ah, yes, yes! Our manager!" The man slapped his forehead and looked at him expectantly: "Master, can you deal with our manager?"

Qi Buyang noticed that he would shrink his neck unconsciously whenever he mentioned the manager, so he asked, "Are you afraid of your manager?"

He nodded immediately, and said it all by himself before asking: "Of course I'm afraid! I'm afraid to death! Our manager was very strict when he was alive. There is almost no one who has not been scolded by him. I was the one who was scolded the worst. ..."

"How did he die? You said he was pestering you, so what's going on?"

Mentioning this, the man's expression was a little uncomfortable, "He jumped to his death and fell in front of our office building. It happened to be off work that day, and as soon as I got out of the building, I saw many people gathered around the front, and the noise seemed to be happening. It was a very serious matter, but we squeezed in and saw our manager. Later, the ambulance and the police came, saying that he died on the spot, and they took the body away. Many colleagues still stayed there to discuss the matter. I left without looking again.

But when I got home, I always felt that something was wrong, as if...as if there was another person in the room besides myself... That night I went to take a shower, and while I was washing, a black shadow suddenly appeared outside the shower curtain, When I opened it, it turned out to be our manager!He just looked the same as before he died, with blood on his head, his face was deformed, but his eyes were fixed on me!I was scared to death!Trembling, I closed the curtain, and after a while he disappeared again. I thought it was because I was dazzled, probably because I was frightened when I saw that kind of dead person for the first time, so I calmed down and didn't care.

Since that day, I have always seen him appearing by my side from time to time. Sometimes I woke up in the middle of the night and found him standing at the end of the bed. Sometimes I could see him following me when I passed by a window or a mirror. I'm afraid it's not as simple as a hallucination, but I told others that they didn't believe it, they couldn't see anything, and they asked me if I was bewitched.I thought I might really be bewitched, so I quickly found a temple to burn incense and asked for a bunch of amulets, but the manager didn't show up that day.I was a little relieved and pasted those amulets all over the door of my house and at the head and foot of the bed when I went back, but when I got up in the middle of the night and was about to go to the bathroom, I saw him standing by the bed!Stare at me! "Speaking of this, the man couldn't help shivering, shaking his head with lingering fear.

"What happened later?" Luo Lang asked.

"Later? What else would I dare to do! Let alone go to the bathroom, I didn't dare to move, and just stayed frozen on the bed for the whole night! When I thought of a ghost staring at me, my hairs stood on end. Maybe I can sleep, but I dare not open my eyes..."

Luo Lang smiled unkindly: "You can't sleep because you're holding back your urine, right?"

The man blinked in embarrassment, "...Of course there are some reasons for this. Anyway, I had a hard night, and I started to ask my friends about the magician who exorcises ghosts. Someone introduced me to your Qi family. , so I came here. Master! You must help me! If this continues, I will definitely die suddenly from lack of sleep, look at my dark circles." He pointed to his two panda eyes, and said with a mournful face .

"Wait a minute," Qi Buyang thought of a key question, "You said you can see him?"

The man nodded quickly.

Qi Buyang looked him up and down, and the man asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong?"

"The master means that you are basically hopeless, you should go back early and prepare for the funeral."

Hearing this, the man immediately dropped the corners of his mouth and looked at Qi Buyang tearfully.

"Mr. Luo!" Qi Buyang was angry and helpless, and quickly comforted him: "It's all right, don't listen to his nonsense. You are just born with a light horoscope and a relatively heavy yin, so it's not surprising that you can see ghosts. But..."

Seeing his frown, the man swallowed nervously, "But what?"

"Although you have a dark spirit and are more likely to be entangled by ghosts than other people, as long as you don't take the initiative to provoke them, generally nothing will happen." Qi Buyang thought for a while, "Did you do something at the scene of the death? "

"No, I just watched it for a while, then left without discussing it with them."

"Think about it carefully, did you do any actions or say anything near his corpse at that time?"

The man buried his head in thought for a while, and slowly recalled: "At that time, I heard from my colleagues that the manager jumped off the building. I didn't believe it at first. He had such a bright future, and it was his glory time. How could he jump off the building? But squeezed in and took a look. It’s really our manager! He was always well-dressed, but he turned out like that when he died. I can’t accept it, and I don’t know what it feels like in my heart... By the way! I seem to have said something at that time!”

"What?"

"Actually, it's just an exclamation, the voice is very small..."

"Speak now!"

"I, I said at that time: It's a pity that such an outstanding person died."

"That's it!" Qi Buyang clapped his hands.

The man felt unbelievable, "It's because of this sentence that you attracted ghosts?"

Qi Buyang explained: "When a person just died, his soul was still lingering nearby. If someone called their name or expressed regret and sympathy to them and they heard them, the soul whose wish had not been fulfilled would follow suit. People should go back. So when you happen to meet the death scene, you must not say such words, especially for a person like you who is light-headed, it is best not to think about it in your heart, just leave as soon as possible."

"...I actually recruited him myself?" The man paused for a while, thought for a while and asked again: "Then the manager...does he have any wish? He will leave after helping him achieve it?"

"This is generally the case."

"That's easy!" The man cheered up, "Let's help him realize his wish and send him away!"

"Do you know what his wish is?"

"..." The man had a vague premonition, "Then, is there any magic weapon that can know a ghost's wish without asking?"

Qi Buyang looked at him, "Maybe there will be some in the future."

"Then it's gone." The man drooped his shoulders slumped, "Do you have to help him fulfill his wish? Is there any other way?"

"Yes," Luo Lang answered with a smile, "As long as you are strong enough, you can still get along happily in the future."

"..."

Qi Buyang stood up, "Let's go, let's talk to your manager and see if we can find out what his wish is."

The man's face turned pale immediately, and he said with a mournful face: "Can I not go! I dare not talk to the manager when he is alive, and I dare not even dare to talk to him after he is dead!"

Luo Lang lost no time in sending his blessings: "Then I wish you a lifetime of companionship and long life together."

"No!" The man screamed, and finally stood up, clenched his fists, with a look of death on his face, "I'd better talk to the manager..."