Immersive ghost hunting

"Do you want to do it for the blind girl, or leave it for grandma?" Qu Yibai walked into the hospital building with the little clothes in his arms.

Ye Silong wanted to reach out and rub his eyes, but Qu Yibai stopped him, "Don't rub it."

He put down his hands and said, "Leave it to grandma, let the blind girl perform for one night first."

Qu Yibai plucked his hair while walking, and said softly: "It's a bad taste."

"Rolling." Ye Silong pushed open the door of the ward like a whirlwind, "I'm so tired today, I don't want to take a shower, I'm going to sleep first."

"You should wash your feet anyway." Qu Yibai said.

Ye Silong shook his head and glanced at Qu Yibai, "Okay, okay, okay."

It was a cold day, Ye Silong washed his feet with cold water before the water heater finished heating up, then lay down on the bed, wrapped himself into a silkworm chrysalis, looked at the ceiling and didn't know what to think, Qu Yibai looked at him angrily, and quickly finished the shower Then I went to the nurse's desk to get something to put on my eyes.

When he entered the door, he saw Jack sitting on the edge of Ye Shuang's bed, and the two of them were chatting in private.

"Ahem." Qu Yibai coughed to signal them, don't get too close, even ghosts!

Jack immediately bounced away two feet away, "Young Master Qu."

"Why did you come here? What happened?" Qu Yibai also clenched on the pronunciation of this coming.

"Oh, it's like this. When I went to check on Uncle Gen tonight, I squatted in the market for a while and heard something from Baba Luo. I heard that there are perverts stealing pregnant women's underwear recently. Everyone guessed that it was a newcomer. one of the

Ye Silong and Qu Yibai responded in unison, "Huh?"

Damn it, why are there so many underwear haunts recently? Is this going to be a panty-rolling action?

He applied to be an undercover agent, and Qu Yibai was his pony!

Tony came in through the wall, "And everyone guessed that it was the man who always used to hold a flower umbrella at night, the painter you let us look at."

"Painter? Holding a flower umbrella at night?" Ye Silong got excited, "It's interesting, brother."

Qu Yibai reflexively said: "I saw him tonight."

"Huh? When? Why didn't I see it?" Ye Silong said.

"You fell asleep at that time, I thought I was wrong." Qu Yibai frowned, thinking about the scene, it turned out to be true, and it was quite intrusive.

Ye Silong said: "But that doesn't mean that people are stealing underwear. Hitting a flower umbrella and stealing underwear is not valid. Isn't that the same as saying that the person who steals fish balls must be a pork guy? Because they only have pork balls and no fish balls eat?"

Although Qu Yibai didn't understand the connection between the two, he still nodded and looked at Ye Silong like a fifteen-year-old kid looking at his first love, "I think so too."

Tony's voice turned on 0.2x speed, "Yeah——"

Jack opened 0.5 times: "Wow——"

Qu Yibai asked again, "Why are they pregnant women's underwear?"

Ye Silong suddenly laughed wickedly, "You don't understand now?"

"I really don't understand."

Ye Silong's face was mysterious, "That's what it is. When you get caught up in evil, when you can see dirty things, pregnant women's underwear is very useful. When you sleep, cover your head and eyes. For three days, you won't be able to see that stuff." Yes. But a pregnant woman has to conceive a boy baby."

Qu Yibai almost blurted out, "I'm not pregnant." Fortunately, he accepted it quickly, but at the same time, he also realized.

His gaze swept across the kraft paper bag, what a poor pair of underwear, what a poor Ye Shuang!

Ye Silong smiled and said: "It's funny, let me tell you, once I covered that old uncle, his wife looked at the red lace panties on his head, and thought he was cheating, 80 years old If you want to get divorced, everyone in the next village will know about it.”

Qu Yibai mourned silently in his heart, you will soon stop laughing.

"Why don't you smile?" Ye Silong's eyes were warning him, if you don't smile, you will be beaten to death!

"Hee hee hee hee——" Qu Yibai said a few words, then quickly changed the subject, "So, someone got entangled in dirty things? He also understands the effect of this pregnant woman's underwear?"

"It's also possible that she's really a pervert." Ye Silong said, "My grandma's name is not my name. No one in the village knows it. Let's go for three days and see if anyone comes to the door."

"Alright." Qu Yibai put the cold compress on the table.

Ye Silong glanced at it, and asked Jack: "How is the artist's mental state? If he is a normal person, he would have been scared to death if he opened a flower umbrella at night."

"I'll check it out in a while, I've heard about it too," Jack said.

"Be careful, he doesn't go out during the day." Ye Silong said, "Does he use an umbrella when he goes out? Don't be possessed by something."

"Here we go." Jack turned and called Tony.

"Where's Tammy?" Qu Yibai asked.

"Outside the door." Tammy's voice came from outside the door.

"Go away." Qu Yibai responded to him.

"okay--"

Qu Yibai signaled Ye Shuang to lie down again, "I'll give you a cold compress on your eyes."

"Hey, okay." Ye Silong rewrapped himself into a cicada chrysalis, he was a fat butterfly about to shed its shell.

"Close your eyes." Qu Yibai put the cold compress on his eyes.

"It's so cold." Ye Silong shivered, "Actually, this thing is useless to me. I have an internal injury, not an external injury." Ye Silong's eyes were dark.

What internal and external injuries.

"Then give you the Nine Yin Manual?" Qu Yibai also climbed onto the bed and lay down beside him.

"Shut up." Ye Silong said.

In a place that Ye Silong couldn't see, Qu Yibai was carefully tracing the curve of his face with his eyes, his eyes were so gentle that they could soak in water.

"Forget it, then I will give you a Tathagata palm."

"What the hell?"

Ye Silong felt that his eyes were getting colder, "Damn, take your paws away, your hands are so cold."

Qu Yibai still covered his eyes, and said shamelessly: "Your face is hot."

Yeah?Having said that, Ye Silong's face really burned up.

After a while, Qu Yibai put down his hands and stood next to him, "Then what are the tricks for practicing or something? Is it a formula? Something like sinking the dantian?"

Ye Silong took off the cold compress, "Of course there are. Judging by your strange bones, you must be a weapon for training." He looked at Qu Yibai's cool and handsome face, "Call the master to listen?"

Not barking, Qu Yibai tightened his lips.

"Tsk, so insincere?" Ye Silong put his elbows under his head, "Because you are my good brother, let me teach you a few words first."

"Hey, I saw that your finger bones are distinct. You are either chopping pork or holding a sword. Do you know what is the Six Meridians Excalibur? That's right, hey, I don't need to explain. Let me say something, and you read it after me, understand?"

In fact, Ye Silong also forgot, as if what kind of intestines?

"Understood." Qu Yibai's eyes were bright and majestic, not to mention him, even an old man in his eighties would want to show off his majestic skills.

Ye Silong's face was serious, and he lowered his voice, "Walls have ears, I'll keep my voice down."

"Yes." Qu Yibo was super cooperative.

Ye Silong started.

"One sword a day, live to ninety-nine to match the gods, ten swords a day, graceful and graceful, Bai Yu sword every day, push him straight to the mortuary! Zhan—"

"Wait!" Qu Yibai was full of doubts, "Didn't the ghost originally come from the morgue?"

Ye Silong showed embarrassment, "Damn, this, isn't this sending him back? Can you read it anymore!"

"Okay, you continue." Qu Yibai said.

"In defeating evil spirits, there is no ghost that cannot be killed, only a crooked sword."

Qu Yibai flicked his finger to his forehead, "Are you kidding me?"

Ye Silong turned his head back and hid his double chin, "Don't move your hands and feet." He sincerely put three fingers together and swore to the sky, "I never lied to you."

"You think I'm stupid? Has the person who made up this formula graduated from primary school?"

Ye Silong suddenly looked like an inflated balloon, "Damn it, don't insult people! I made it up myself! Every wizard made it up by myself! I made it up when I was five or six, fuck you, You just didn't graduate from elementary school, so I was already very good at having this culture at that time, okay?"

"Where did you learn it?"

The balloon deflated for a second, "...drinking tea with my grandma, and listening to the bragging of the uncle at the next table."

"Pfft." Qu Yibai covered his mouth, "I'm sorry, I couldn't hold back."

"Are you still laughing? Are you treating your master like this?"

Qu Yibai laughed so hard that the whole bed was shaking.

"The bed is about to collapse!" Ye Silong pushed him, "You can't die laughing!"

"Okay." Qu Yibai calmed down, "Is it really enough to read it this way?"

"You have a good idea!" Ye Silong poked him on the head, "You still have to meditate, now, just like your ring, you have to get in touch with him."

"What connection?"

"It's hard to say, it's something like telepathy, you just explore slowly, meditate, and you'll know."

Qu Yibai seemed to understand but half understood, "Oh..."

"Have you remembered the formula?" Ye Silong covered half of his face with a quilt, revealing a pair of big eyes.

Qu Yibai turned his eyes away, "Well, go to sleep."

"Okay, you go early too, don't wake me up." Ye Silong buried his face in the quilt after finishing speaking.

"Okay." Qu Yibai patted him through the quilt, then got up, walked to the window, looked at the bright moon, opened his palm, and looked at the ring.

One sword a day, live to ninety-nine to match the gods, ten swords a day, graceful and graceful, Bai Yu sword every day, push him straight to the mortuary!

In defeating evil spirits, there are no ghosts that cannot be killed, only crooked swords.

No, I still want to laugh when I read it again.

Qu Yibai tried his best to suppress that smile, closed his eyes with a serious expression, and started again.

He recited the mantra over and over again, but felt nothing.

He stroked the ring and began to recall the feeling of first contact.

He put his heart and soul into that battle of ghosts and monsters.

...Unknowingly, it was dawn.

After practicing all night, Qu Yibai finally felt a little hot in his chest.

Zhou Suqiu opened the door and walked in silently. She stood behind Qu Yibai, listening to him muttering something silently saying that he is a ghost to the morgue!

This trick of picking feet is really...

Zhou Suqiu thought about it and still didn't correct him, forget it, it's not impossible.