I'm red after becoming an honorary underworld

There was an uproar in the barrage.

[As long as Director Zhou is safe! ! ! 】

[A heart finally let go. 】

[Director Zhou looked really haggard, I don't know what he went through. 】

[Wait, what's the situation, why did Zhou Weiyu and Ning Zhi'an come out together? 】

【Oh, didn't the barrage just now say that Ning Zhi'an hadn't shown up? 】

[Hehe, what's so difficult to understand? When you're looking for someone, you can't see the shadow. When you see Dao Zhou is safe, come and claim the credit. 】

[Some people are really disgusting. If Ning Zhian didn't show up, you said he was hiding, but when he showed up, you said he received meritorious deeds. You have the final say on everything? ? ? 】

Zhou Weiyu was still immersed in the fear of being dominated by the ghosts of the Qing Dynasty. Before he could recover, Ning Zhian took the microphone.

From his debut to now, Ning Zhi'an has never been surrounded by so many cameras, but he is not panicked or complacent, and his expression is dignified and generous.

"Thank you for your concern. Director Zhou is in good condition. We will talk about the specific situation tomorrow. Let Director Zhou take a good rest today."

Ning Zhi'an's voice was clear and pleasant, and her tone of voice was not rushed. Through the camera, it was slowly transmitted to the audience's ears, and the barrage of quarrels seemed to have stagnated for a moment.

After he finished speaking, the staff of the film crew were about to stop the reporters. Director Zhou had already found him, and now he would make fewer mistakes by talking less.

In the crowd and chaos, Liu Manjiang also ran over, and gradually walked away with Ning Zhian and his party.

The focus of the media was on these few people, and no one remembered Jiang Yang who was being interviewed just now.

Jiang Yang stared stiffly at Ning Zhi'an's receding figure, his gaze was gloomy.

……

An hour after Zhou Weiyu appeared in the media's camera, the crew's official blog issued a statement.

[Thank you from all walks of life for your concern for Zhou Weiyu, the chief director of "Clouds and Cranes". Director Zhou is in good health and is currently recuperating. Please rest assured.Director Zhou said that when he was filming near Hongyu Village, he accidentally fell into the trap of a nearby farmer. The wise and decisive Director Zhou "fell" this time [laughing and crying]]

Zhou Weiyu himself also reposted that Weibo, and said in a relaxed tone:

[Thank you for your concern, I'm fine, I'm just a little hungry [doge], but I really have to thank @宁智安, if Xiao Ning hadn't found me, I might not be hungry until long. 】

Zhou Weiyu is very capable as a director, but usually he doesn't pay much attention to his image, and often does some ridiculous things, so when he said that he fell into a trap, netizens actually believed him [-]% of the time.

[Director Zhou, take care of yourself. 】

[Hahahaha hurry up and give Director Zhou something good to eat. 】

[Hahahaha, no wonder he looked awkward in the camera just now, so he was hungry! 】

[So Director Zhou's disappearance has nothing to do with being haunted. I rely on a group of masters on the Internet to fool me and say that Zhou Weiyu has such a catastrophe, which scares me to death. 】

[I didn't expect that Ning Zhi'an really rescued Director Zhou. 】

【Yeah, I didn't expect Ning Zhi'an to be so powerful. 】

When the attention was diverted to Ning Zhi'an, many netizens who watched the live broadcast raised some doubts.

At that time, the bullet screen scolding Ning Zhi'an came vigorously, overwhelming everyone's words.

Now Zhou Weiyu directly @宁智安 on Weibo, clearly showing what Ning Zhi'an did to everyone, making the previous malicious slander a joke.

[As soon as I mentioned this, I remembered, didn't the barrage just now praised Jiang Yang and scolded Ning Zhi'an?Why are you silent now? 】

[During the live broadcast, don't be too aggressive in cursing people one-sidedly. 】

[At that time, I wondered why the barrage stared at Ning Zhi'an and scolded Ning Zhi'an with so many actors in the crew. 】

[Some people accept interviews in front of the camera, and some people go to people silently. 】

[Now we know that Ning Zhian didn't show up because he went to find Director Zhou. Then I want to ask, after Jiang Yang arrived in Hongyu Village, did he do anything else besides being interviewed? 】

Some Jiang Yang fans explained:

[Jiang Yang is still injured, are you going to ask him so? 】

But this argument seems even less tenable.

[If you are injured, take care of your injuries, don't cause trouble for others, just accept interviews if you don't come to help, is Jiang Yang's wrist so big? 】

[With injuries on his body, he can't wait to hype Zhou Weiyu's disappearance?One must have a bottom line...]

None of the comments on the crew's official blog were swearing, but they were all questioning with reason and evidence, but they severely slapped those who scolded Ning Zhi'an in the barrage in the face.

Ning Zhi'an's agent, Tao Yuan, originally discovered that the wind on the Internet was not in the right direction, and was about to contact Ning Zhi'an to publicize the unfavorable remarks about him.

Before he had time to do anything, he suddenly realized that Ning Zhi'an had done things beautifully by himself.

Everyone has a balance in their hearts, Ning Zhi'an didn't say anything, but the answer given to netizens is impeccable.

There is no need for her to do anything now.

Tao Yuan put down her phone, and looked at Ning Zhi'an's former manager Chen Hai with a smile who was reading a joke beside her.

"Your internet speed seems to be a bit slow, why don't you go online and have a look?"

"Xiao Ning really made me feel relieved and pleasantly surprised."

Jiang Yang's Weibo, private messages have exploded at the moment, and countless messages pop into Jiang Yang's eyes every second.

[Brother, you are so kind, you must help find Director Zhou, yes, right now, the outside world is suspicious of you, so hurry up and post a Weibo to express your opinion! 】

[Brother, if you don't say a word, this time I really can't hold on to taking off my fan! 】

All mean the same thing.Express your position, what position do you express, don't you think there are not enough people who question him now?

Jiang Yang dropped the phone heavily to the ground.

Zhou Weiyu's Weibo made Ning Zhi'an gain 10,000+ followers overnight.

Because he didn't say anything on the scene from the beginning to the end, but he was the one who silently went to Zhou Weiyu. In this society, there are too many people who talk about hype but don't do anything. On the contrary, people like Ning Zhi'an just It seems very precious.

Ning Zhi'an's incident also attracted a wave of favorability from netizens.

But he didn't have the mind to pay attention to these at the moment.

On the kang of the farmhouse, Zhou Weiyu was sitting cross-legged after posting that Weibo, wrapped in a quilt and asking Ning Zhian: "When you went to find me, did you really see a ghost from the Qing Dynasty?"

Bai Wuchang was still squatting by the side to watch the excitement. On the iron chain behind him, the Qing Dynasty ghost was shaking violently, but it was firmly sealed by the ecstasy lock, unable to appear or make a sound.

...Ning Zhi'an raised his eyes, showing a little fear and trepidation: "No, when I found you, you were under the root of the tree, and there was nothing around."

It wasn't that he deliberately concealed Zhou Weiyu, if Ning Zhi'an admitted that he had seen the ghost of the Qing Dynasty, it would take a lot of talking just to explain how he rescued the person from the ghost.

He will definitely not admit that he is now an honorary underworld man.

"A ghost who looks like a sour scholar. He insists on making me film him. If he doesn't shoot, he will imprison me and won't let me go." Zhou Weiyu was still in shock. Wrapped tightly in the quilt, he still felt chills all over his body. Thinking of it, he was afraid for a while: " Is this the unspoken rule of the ghost world? It's too unreasonable!"

Ning Zhi'an: "..."

The female ghost floated around, fanning the flames: "A sour old ghost wants to subtly rule contemporary directors, it really does not abide by male virtues!"

The Qing Dynasty ghost was so angry that his neck was crooked.

Ning Zhi'an couldn't help being frightened when he saw it, and then slowly turned around, facing away from him.

Zhou Weiyu calmed down, and continued to ask: "How did you think of going to the back mountain to find me?"

Ning Zhi'an explained vaguely: "I just looked everywhere, and I happened to find you."

After this incident, Zhou Weiyu silently believed in some things that he had dismissed at first, and he said with deep conviction: "Maybe you are my nobleman, otherwise how could you find me."

Ning Zhi'an: "...You are exaggerating." If so, Zhou Weiyu's nobleman should be Bai Wuchang who is stealing Zhou Weiyu's oranges.

Oh, maybe it should be called Gui Gui?

While speaking, Liu Manjiang walked over with a group of people.

The leading man was a little older, holding a pair of white vertical banners, mustache, and dressed like a Taoist priest, followed by a few young Taoist priests.

Ning Zhi'an licked her lips, feeling a little nervous subconsciously. He heard that Taoist priests can catch ghosts, so she wondered if the little girl and the female ghost in red would be in danger.

But the female ghost in red didn't seem to show any fear, and Bai Wuchang's expression was normal.

Seeing that Ning Zhi'an's expression was wrong, the female ghost in red floated over quietly, and said in Ning Zhi'an's ear, "Don't be afraid, he doesn't have a sharp aura on him, he doesn't look very good."

The female ghost's cold breath clung to Ning Zhi'an's ears, and his neck felt cold for a while, but he breathed a sigh of relief.

The little girl and the female ghost in red had never harmed anyone. If they were implicated and taken away because they were by his side, he would definitely feel uneasy.

Liu Manjiang introduced them: "This is Master Zhao from Linshi, who is very good at exorcising evil spirits!"

Zhou Weiyu made a look of sudden realization: "It turns out to be Master Zhao, who has known his name for a long time!"

When Liu Manjiang first entered the door, he listened to their conversation, so he asked Zhou Weiyu, "What nobleman did you just say?"

Zhou Weiyu said: "I said that Xiao Ning is my nobleman, who rescued me from the hands of ghosts."

Hearing this, Master Zhao seemed a little worried, and waved his whisk in an unpredictable way: "Even if we find you this time, if you don't deal with that ghost, you will still be captured by him."

Bai Wuchang moved his ears: "Oh?"

The ghost of the Qing Dynasty who kidnapped Zhou Weiyu was right in front of him, but Master Zhao said such words, which seemed to be somewhat different from the ghost exorcist master Ning Zhian imagined.

Ning Zhi'an blinked, and quietly asked Liu Manjiang: "Is this master very good?"

Liu Manjiang made a gesture with his hands: "It's the amount to do one ritual."

Ning Zhian clicked his tongue: "Two thousand!?"

Liu Manjiang: "20!"

...Ning Zhian turned her head and looked out the window expressionlessly, this world is not worth it.

Master Zhao continued: "Only if I do a ritual for you thoroughly to subdue the evil spirits, can you have peace of mind."

Zhou Weiyu winked at the assistant, who hurriedly picked up another thick red envelope and stuffed it into Master Zhao's hand. Master Zhao squeezed it secretly, and said very satisfied: "Don't worry, I will guarantee the safety of your crew."

...Ning Zhi'an silently lowered his eyes, comforting himself that money is something outside of him, so he shouldn't take it so seriously.Isn't it just 20 and a big red envelope? He is not jealous at all! ! !

Liu Manjiang asked: "I heard that there are several schools of exorcising ghosts. I don't know which one you are?"

Master Zhao smiled profoundly: "Just wait and see."

While speaking, several disciples quickly arranged the altar, covered it with yellow town cloth, and placed incense burners and tributes on it. It really looked like that.

The female ghost in red hated these things, so she quietly said to Ning Zhi'an: "Big Daddy, I'm leaving first, I'll wait for you in your room, see you soon!"

Ning Zhi'an: ...Farewell.

Master Zhao walked slowly to the center of the Dharma altar, cleaned his hands with a copper basin, and said with a profound expression: "There are many schools of ghost hunting, but most of them have superficial appearances. What you met is a fierce ghost, and the general Taoist method How can it be?"

Bai Wuchang grinned, his long scarlet tongue hung down, watching his performance with great interest.

"Only by inviting the one who can really restrain the ghost, can you catch it with one hand and get twice the result with half the effort!"

Everyone in the room looked at Master Zhao curiously.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone (and ghosts), Master Zhao lit three sticks of incense, respectfully inserted them into the incense burner, and muttered: "Tonight, with three sticks of fresh incense, it will turn into tens of billions of auspicious clouds. Kill ghosts, help the world and save people. Kill the evil ghosts first, and then kill the night light. Why do ghosts dare not be subdued?"

Ning Zhi'an listened, and suddenly felt something was wrong, Mr. Fan, does this sound familiar?

The smile on Bai Wuchang's mouth gradually faded.

Master Zhao's disciple explained in a low voice next to him: "Our master is using the method of inviting gods. He is inviting the evil spirits in the underworld, and the black impermanence and Fan Wujiu who retreated from the ghosts. Fan Yegui doesn't talk too much, but his morals are profound. No matter what kind of ghosts, Master Fan can easily catch them. Master Fan has caught more ghosts than any actor you have ever seen!"

These disciples have been bluffing and cheating with Master Zhao for a long time, and they like to be in the celebrity business the most, the rewards are generous, and even if they find out that they have been cheated, most of them don't pursue it because they don't want to make it public.

Liu Manjiang and the others didn't understand these things, they just echoed: "Master Zhao has the ability."

Bai Wuchang was indignant: "Is this Taoist advocating the black and trampling the white?"

Ning Zhi'an: ...What, are you also fighting for the C position?

"I have to let them gain some insight today." Bai Wuchang couldn't eat any more oranges, and locked the ghost of the Qing Dynasty to the leg of the table, angrily said: "Let them know who is the best-performing ghost in the underworld."

Saying that, Bai Wuchang disappeared.

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Weiyu's room was windy and icy cold, and the incense in the censer went straight up, as if someone was holding him invisible.

Master Zhao's face turned extremely pale in an instant, he turned his neck, and his voice became eerie: "Who is making noise here?"

Zhou Weiyu and Liu Manjiang experienced this kind of scene for the first time, they were so shocked that they couldn't speak, and they held hands tightly.

Ning Zhi'an, an honorary underworld man, can see a little bit of Bai Wuchang on Master Zhao, but if there is something that seems to be invisible, he winks at Bai Wuchang helplessly, telling him not to go too far and not scare the room. people.

At the same time, Ning Zhi'an still had a deep sense of powerlessness. He was so afraid of ghosts that he actually wanted to remind other ghosts not to be scary.

It was also the first time for Master Zhao's apprentice to encounter such a situation, and his face changed, but after all, as a Taoist priest, he would more or less encounter supernatural events, and he was more courageous than Zhou Weiyu.

The apprentice swallowed, stammered and asked, "Are you Fan Baye?"

"Nonsense!" Bai Wuchang said what was in his heart with Master Zhao's mouth: "Xie Bi'an, known as Bai Wuchang, is nearby to capture a ghost of the Qing Dynasty who kidnapped a living person. Just after catching the ghost, I heard that you are very noisy here. That's all. Do you still want to ask God?"

The apprentice dared not refute.

Bai Wuchang turned his head to Zhou Weiyu again: "Are you the living person who was kidnapped by the old ghost of the Qing Dynasty?"

Zhou Weiyu nodded tremblingly.

Bai Wuchang nodded: "Don't worry, I have captured that evil spirit, you don't need to worry about it anymore."

Zhou Weiyu thanked him repeatedly.

"But my apprehension of that ghost has nothing to do with this group of swindlers." Bai Wuchang's words were very self-reporting: "You just need to do more good deeds, and you will naturally be rewarded with blessings. Don't be caught by those incompetent people again Cheated!"

Bai Wuchang's words were very obvious, no matter how slow Zhou Weiyu and Liu Manjiang were, they understood what he meant.

Zhou Weiyu thought in his heart: This Master Wuchang is really particular. Not only did he catch the ghost, but he also reminded them to beware of being deceived. Is the ghost messenger in the underworld so enthusiastic?

Master Zhao's disciples had bright expressions on their faces. They couldn't figure out what kind of bad luck it was today, and they actually invited one of them.

Bai Wuchang was satisfied, and when he was about to leave, his eyes turned to Ning Zhi'an again, Ning Zhi'an gave him a look that you can stop in moderation, just expose the liar, don't scare others.

Unexpectedly, Bai Wuchang pretended to be surprised and said: "You young man is very lucky. With you here, the crew will surely turn danger into fortune and skyrocket!"

Zhou Weiyu and Liu Manjiang's eyes turned to Ning Zhi'an at the same time, Zhou Weiyu muttered: "It really is a noble person, otherwise Xiao Ning would have found me."

Ning Zhi'an never expected that he would be affected too, he forced a smile from the corner of his mouth, and said to Zhou Weiyu, "You are too much."

Ning Zhi'an turned to look at Bai Wuchang expressionlessly: ...do you think you are very clever?

Master Zhao was sent to the upper body by a ghost, and he had to faint for a while, and several apprentices left in despair after returning the money to Liu Manjiang.

"I want to go back."

In Zhou Weiyu's and Liu Manjiang's three-point fanatical and seven-point excited eyes, Ning Zhian bit the bullet and said goodbye to them: "Don't look at me like that, my luck has always been bad, if you have something, just listen to it, Do not take it seriously."

What Ning Zhi'an said is the truth, if he is lucky, he won't remain unknown all the time.

Zhou Weiyu disagreed: "Young people should not be overly modest."

Liu Manjiang waved his hands enthusiastically: "Bye bye Xiaoning, come and play when you have time!"

Ning Zhi'an: "...bye."

On the way back, Ning Zhi'an turned her head impatiently and looked at Bai Wuchang behind him: "Why don't you leave?!"

Bai Wuchang's pale face gradually turned red: "I want to go back and see your updates with my own eyes."

"..." Ning Zhi'an was really helpless, he kicked the pebbles under his feet at Bai Wuchang, and protested angrily: "If you follow me again, I will complain that you harass me."

Bai Wuchang said calmly, "Then you have to send the letter of complaint to the underworld yourself, do you dare?"

Ning Zhi'an didn't dare, so he continued to walk forward without any thought.

On the way, Bai Wuchang talked to Ning Zhi'an: "From now on, you can just call me White."

Ning Zhi'an: "...you are a ghost in the underworld, what English name do you have?"

"Hi." Bai Wuchang floated happily beside Ning Zhi'an, the iron chain dangling eeriely: "Hi, the new era has a new look, and our underworld must also keep pace with the times."

Ning Zhi'an didn't want to talk to him anymore, and went all the way back to her small courtyard with her mouth tightly shut.

As soon as he got home, the female ghost in red was cleaning around with a rag, and when she saw Ning Zhi'an came back, she grinned excitedly with her scarlet mouth, and her black hair spread out. "Master, you are back!"

Ning Zhi'an raised her fingers, and rubbed her face fiercely, rubbing her fair little face until her cheeks were slightly red.

Even if he knew that they would not harm him, he would be instinctively afraid!

With a hoarse voice, he choked up and asked aggrievedly: "What will you do to let me go?"

The female ghost in red seemed unable to see the resistance revealed in Ning Zhian's body, and said enthusiastically, "Daddy, I've made up my mind, and I won't leave in the future. Your stupid little assistant can't take good care of you." , I will stay by your side, and I will clean your room spotlessly!"

Most of the light bulbs in the countryside have old wires. When the female ghost was talking, there was a sudden burst of flashes.

Ning Zhi'an felt very bitter and helpless, and he didn't dare to reprimand the female ghost loudly, for fear of making the female ghost angry.Even if it doesn't hurt him, it can scare him half to death!

Ning Zhi felt ashamed and went to Xiao Zhou's room to visit Xiao Zhou. Xiao Zhou looked tall and big, but his mental quality was not as good as his, and he fainted and still hasn't woken up.

Bai Wuchang leaned closer to Xiao Zhou and looked at him: "He's fine, he just got a little frightened, and he should wake up soon."

"What a good thing you did!" Ning Zhi'an took the opportunity to scowle, his thick and delicate face was full of anger, with reasonable accusations against Bai Wuchang written all over his face: "Look, you scare my assistant!"

Bai Wuchang drifted away with a guilty conscience.

……

Ning Zhi'an thought that he still had so many underworld readers in that [Meng Po Tang Literature Network], if he didn't update it well, it might attract more ghosts, Ning Zhi'an couldn't help but feel a chill down his back.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhi'an hastily turned on the computer.

It's really mysterious to say that the website that I couldn't even connect to at first can be successfully logged on overnight.

Ning Zhi'an sent all the manuscripts saved during this period in one breath, and he heaved a sigh of relief after sending them out.

At least it won't attract new ghosts now, right?

Xiaoqian sent him a message immediately.

[Xiaoqian: Little star, congratulations! ! ! 】

Ning Zhi'an replied coldly: Don't you think you should tell me something?

Xiaoqian knew it well, but she didn't say anything, and reposted the official account article that she had sent to Ning Zhi'an once.

[A kind ghost makes you feel like a spring breeze, while a vicious person makes you feel cold all over. 】

[Count down those beautiful and kind ghosts in folklore: Nie Xiaoqian...]

【do you know?It turns out that there are so many good ghosts in this world, but people always misunderstand them...]

Ning Zhi'an felt that what Xiaoqian sent was really wrong at the time, but he didn't think deeply about it, and now he really hates and regrets it!

Why didn't you see through the true face of this pheasant literature network earlier? ? ?

Ning Zhi'an replied to Xiaoqian: Xiaoqian, you are really too much, you kept it from me for a long time!

【Xiaoqian: Woohoo [big cry]】

While talking, Bai Wuchang also came over, sitting in front of the computer and watching Ning Zhi'an's newly updated chapter with relish.

Ning Zhi'an asked: "Is there no other author in your underworld?" Why did he catch him a sheep and squeeze him to death?

"Hi." Bai Wuchang stared at the screen, absent-mindedly said: "Yes, yes, but if you write well, those ghosts will write about Huangquan Luyong fighting ghosts for three days and three nights, or writing about tragic death ghosts welcoming the second day." Chun’s story, at the beginning, looked fresh, but gradually everyone found it boring.”

Ning Zhi'an: ...

Bai Wuchang said again: "Now in our underworld, apart from your novels, only the legendary biography of our ghost king is the most popular. By the way, there have been a lot of fanfiction about you and our ghost king recently."

Ning Zhi'an: Can you guys still do something... ghostly thing?

Ning Zhi'an made up the image of the ghost king with a green face and fangs in his mind. The ferocious and ferocious image made him tremble slightly in fright. These ghosts actually wrote a fanfic between him and the ghost king. This is too bullying! ! !

If one day the Ghost King sees it and kills him immediately in a fit of anger, who will he cry to?

Ning Zhi'an asked feebly: "You ghost king, if you know that a ghost wrote these things, wouldn't you be angry?" Would you not crush a ghost to death as soon as you stretched out your hand?

Bai Wuchang shook his head when he heard the words: "He is not in the underworld now."

Isn't it more scary if the ghost king is not in the underworld?Ning Zhi'an silently hugged herself tightly.

……

Bai Wuchang didn't seem to want to talk more about the ghost king with Ning Zhi'an, so he continued to stare at the screen to read the text.

The female ghost in red is cleaning the room vigorously, and the rag is flying up and down; the little girl is sitting by the window holding the prop doll, watching them quietly.

Ning Zhi'an was thinking hard, how to be polite and polite, and on the premise of not angering them, please leave the ghosts in this room.

Just thinking about it, Ning Zhi'an's cell phone rang suddenly.

He glanced down at the screen, it was Ji Zhaoran calling.

!!!

Hongyu Village is too remote here, and even the local villagers can't speak the language. Zhou Weiyu's disappearance, there may be any reason.

While contacting Taoist priests and so on, the crew did not give up high-tech search and rescue methods.

I heard that Ji Zhaoran has been dispatching remotely in the county today, dealing with the local police station, contacting search and rescue personnel, and dispatching several helicopters. When Ning Zhian came back, he saw one in the village.

He promised Ji Zhaoran not to go out in the morning, but in the end he brought Zhou Weiyu back. This matter must not be hidden from Ji Zhaoran.

Ning Zhi'an answered the phone with a guilty conscience. "Hello, Teacher Ji?"

Ji Zhaoran talked for a whole day, his voice was hoarse: "Where are you?"

Ji Zhaoran's hoarse voice slowly flowed out through the receiver, and Bai Wuchang, who was reading a novel, suddenly tilted his head.I always feel that this voice is inexplicably familiar, but I can't remember who it is.

Ning Zhi'an said honestly, "I'm at home."

There was a sound of footsteps coming from the microphone, and after a while there was a knock on the door in the small courtyard. "Open the door for me?"

Ning Zhi'an thought that Ji Zhaoran had something important to do, so he ran to the door without thinking of anything else.

The moment Ning Zhi'an opened the door, she felt a little regretful.

When he was in a hurry, he opened the door regardless, but his room was full of ghosts, what if Ji Zhaoran found out something! ?

Will it scare Teacher Ji?

Ning Zhi'an looked at Ji Zhaoran nervously.

Ji Zhaoran just came back from Zhou Weiyu's place, and after listening to Zhou Weiyu talking about Ning Zhi'an for a long time, he suddenly wanted to come and have a look.

He stood in the deep night, with a thin and tall figure, mint smoke between his slender finger bones, the moonlight fell on his handsome and deep face, quietly casting a layer of cold light on him.

Ji Zhaoran patted Ning Zhi'an's forehead as if to relieve his anger, and his voice was neither salty nor weak: "Are you quite capable?"

Ning Zhi'an felt even more guilty, and hurriedly covered his forehead and looked over pitifully, with almond eyes, straight nose and thin lips, grievances were written everywhere.

This appearance made me laugh out loud, Ji Zhaoran said angrily, "Are you quite wronged?"

"No grievance, no grievance." Ning Zhi'an said hastily.

A gust of cold wind blew by, Ji Zhaoran's thin coat swayed gently with the wind, Ning Zhi'an felt panicked from the cold just looking at it.It's not a problem to stand like this, so Ning Zhi'an tentatively asked: "Mr. Ji, do you want to come in and sit down?"

Better say no to him!Otherwise, what if the group of ghosts in his room showed their feet, Ning Zhian thought so, and saw Ji Zhaoran raised his eyebrows: "Convenience?"

Ning Zhi'an bit the bullet: "It's convenient."

Ji Zhaoran raised his jaw: "Then let's go."

……

Ning Zhian dragged his steps heavily, his brain spinning rapidly, trying to think about how to explain when Ji Zhaoran came in next time, if he really found something strange in his room.

"Mr. Ji, let me tell you a little secret. In fact, I am an honorary underworld person."

"Mr. Ji, do you know that I'm a starlet on the surface, secretly writing novels, and was urged to change by a group of ghosts."

"Mr. Ji, don't be afraid! These ghosts are not bad, I will protect you!"

Thinking of this, Ning Zhi'an tightly closed her eyes, gritted her teeth and pushed open the door of her room.

……

The room that was full of ghosts just now was now empty, and those ghosts disappeared without a trace.

???

What's the situation, are they afraid of people?It shouldn't be...

Ning Zhi'an's clear and beautiful eyes quietly looked towards the corner of the room, sneakily, but found nothing.

Ji Zhaoran tilted his head, his superior jaw line stretched the muscles in his neck: "What are you looking for?"

I'm looking for a ghost, Ning Zhi'an thought blankly.

……

Outside the courtyard window, three ghosts, one red, one white and one small, squatted side by side miserably.

Bai Wuchang was still in shock, straightening his tall hat, which symbolizes the civil servant of the underworld, doubting the ghost and asking: "How can this person's breath be so terrible?"