Hit ghost

"I don't know, how could I be a beast."

The young man looked at his palm, and suddenly felt an unrealistic feeling. When he raised his eyes, he saw Ji Duan, who had always been annoying, looking at him, and the overflowing sympathy almost overflowed his eyes.

"Don't look at me like that!" The young man felt inexplicably angry, black mist floated around him, and he turned back into black coal balls without warning, "Chirp!"

He rushed to Ji Duan, Ji Duan naturally would not pay attention to this harmless warning, he took out a cloth bag from nowhere, stuffed Jiu into it as if he could not steal the bell, and then Put it in your coat pocket.

"I think he just found out about his life experience, he was a little confused for a while, I understand, I have experienced all this, you little guy can calm down inside." Ji Duan clapped his hands, turned his head but met him Wen Liang looked a little strangely.

"What? What are you doing looking at me like that? I didn't kill anyone to silence my words." Ji Duan consciously reasoned, and said it so arrogantly.

Wen Liang was silent for a while, then pointed to his jacket pocket: "No, you just took away my dry food bag, and there was a steamed bun in it."

"..."

He slept in a daze until after eight o'clock in the evening, and Xie Jin woke up in a messy dream. Even in the hot summer, he was wrapped in the cheapest quilt in the hotel, his whole body was still cold.

Wiping the sweat off his face, Xie Jin sat up, and found that Wen Liang on the next bed had rolled up the quilt and put it behind his back, watching TV, but Ji Duan was nowhere to be seen.

"Are you awake?" Wen Liang ate melon seeds, he looked directly at the TV, and did not look at Xie Jin, "Is your body okay? If you get sick at this rate, I might go bankrupt if you go to the hospital again."

"No, it's okay... sorry." Xie Jin stammered, pursing his lips. He knew that all his current medical expenses were paid by Wen Liang, and he owed Wen Liang favors and money repeatedly, which made him very uneasy.

Looking around, Ji Duan was still not seen in the small twin room. Wen Liang saw the anxiety on Xie Jin's face, and he told Xie Jin the answer he wanted without looking back, "Are you looking for him? He went out. "

"Get out, go out?" Xie Jin only felt that the panic in his heart was surging. When he thought of the incorporeal young man wandering outside, he couldn't help but feel more anxious, "Where did he go? He is not familiar with this place in Jincheng. What if What should I do if there is an accident?"

The sound of eating melon seeds stopped abruptly, and Wen Liang was willing to turn his head to look at Xie Jin's face at this moment: "...Although he is not completely human now, he is a grown man anyway, and as far as I know, that guy is not so mentally handicapped. "

Wen Liang couldn't stand it, he always felt that Xie Jin had misunderstood Ji Duan, otherwise, how could a normal man worry too much about another adult man, this is almost to the point of overflowing maternal love.

"He just went to pick up takeaway." Wen Liang turned on his mobile phone and threw it at Xie Jin, "If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself, the order was placed on my mobile phone."

On the opened page of the mobile phone, the order information can be seen at a glance. While Xie Jin was looking at the mobile phone, there was a sound from the door. The door opened gently and then closed quickly. The familiar voice deliberately lowered the volume: "Uncle Xie woke up?"

Ji Duan came in with two bags of food, and when he glanced at Xie Jin who was sitting on the bed, his eyes lit up.

"Well... how can you, run out by yourself." Seeing Ji Duan coming back, Xie Jin's heart calmed down, but Ji Duan had a panoramic view of his face, which did not cause him dissatisfaction, but on the contrary will be happy.

"The delivery guy left the food at the door, and I avoid people taking it." Ji Duan sat down in front of the bed, and he took out a bowl of millet porridge from the bag: "Millet nourishes the stomach, you just vomited not long ago, drink some porridge Bar."

He thoughtfully lifted the lid of the lunch box, and stuffed it into the other party's hand while Xie Jin was still in a daze, "I also ordered three delicacies steamed buns, meat is not easy to digest, and it easily stimulates the appetite."

With such thoughtful consideration, Ji Duan almost went to feed it himself. There was a deliberate coughing sound behind him. Ji Duan heard the reputation and looked over. Wen Liang had already changed his posture and straightened up. His eyes were fixed on another bag of food on the window sill. .

"What? What's wrong with your throat?" Ji Duan deliberately pretended not to understand, he raised his eyebrows at Wen Liang, "Give me the errand fee, and I can buy medicine for you."

A pillow was thrown head-on, followed by gentle scolding: "I didn't mean you, you just spent my money borrowing flowers and presenting Buddha, and now you don't even know how to buy a meal?"

Not to mention lying on the bed and eating melon seeds to satisfy hunger, but now he still suffers from this aggrieved, Wen Liang feels that if he doesn't break out in silence, he will perish in silence.

"I didn't say I wouldn't buy it for you." Ji Duan stuffed the bun to Xie Jin, and then untied another bag. He dug out something from the inside and threw it at Wen Liang, "Here, go on."

An afterimage of white flowers flashed in front of his eyes, Wen Liang subconsciously caught the thing, his first reaction was that the soft texture was good, then he took a closer look and found that what Xie Jin gave him was a steamed bun.

"What is this!" The steamed bun changed shape in Wen Liang's hands, and his expression was a bit ferocious, "At any rate, Xie Jin still has porridge to drink, what about me? Just give me a steamed bun?"

"Spicy crayfish, do you want me to feed you?" Ji Duan hooked the food bag with his fingers, and handed the takeaway bag to Wen Liang.

Wen Liang took it over and saw that the red shrimp was sprinkled with spicy oil, and there were two cans of cold beer in the bag.

That's about the same.Wen Liang took the bag quite satisfied, and ran to the side to find a place to eat.

Because something happened outside the plan, the three stayed in Jincheng for an extra night. Before returning to Tanjiang, they met Su Xiaoxiao at a convenience store near the hotel.

"I heard that the school found a dead body, and it's still in the studio of our department..." The girl seemed not to be resting well, and there was a faint blue halo under her big watery eyes.

She took out a page from her bosom, it turned out to be the yellow paper charm that Wen Liang had sold her before, but compared to what Wen Liang had given her before, the appearance was completely changed.

"This is..." Wen Liang looked at the talisman sealed with transparent plastic film, and secretly wrote down the preservation method in his heart, "Framed?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, she carefully put the charm into the backpack, and then said to Wen Liang: "Master, did you really see a ghost in school? Is it the woman whose corpse is hidden in the sculpture?"

Facing the girl's sincere eyes, Wen Liang still kept that reckless look. He lightly poked Su Xiaoxiao's forehead with his index finger: "Secrets must not be revealed, some things are not good if they are known."

"Oh..." Su Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes half-understood, and she asked persistently, "Then, can I buy a few more spells? My roommate heard that it works and wants to ask me to buy some."

As soon as he mentioned selling things, Wen Liang immediately smiled like a flower. He hurriedly changed his unfathomable appearance just now, nodded and said: "Of course, not only spells, I also have amulet here, and there are five-color exorcism ropes you want?" don't want……"

Ji Duan and Xie Jin saw Wen Liang's appearance as if falling into the eyes of money. They looked at each other helplessly, and couldn't help but worry about the wallets of Su Xiaoxiao and her roommates.

It was past ten noon the next day when we returned to Tanjiang. Xie Jin received a notice from the company the night before, so the taxi stopped directly downstairs.

Afraid that his boss would embarrass Xie Jin, Wen Liang also followed Xie Jin to the company under Ji Duan's strong request. They needed to give a reasonable explanation for the live broadcast of the Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts incident.

In fact, they only remembered the live broadcast after the fact, and looked through the platform records, only to find that the number of viewers in the live broadcast room tripled that night, and their live broadcast process was also recorded and circulated on the Internet.

For some unknown reason, Xie Jin's mobile phone was able to clearly capture those weird inanimate objects. Whether it was the hideous face of a headless female ghost or the murderer Liu Peisheng, both people and ghosts were clearly photographed.

Some people say that this is a team operation, relying on actors and post-production synthesis, while others claim that everything they saw happened in real life, and there are really ghosts in this world.

There was a lot of noise on the Internet, but Xie Jin, who was the center of the incident, stood in the corner of the elevator with his neck curled up, trying not to let his face be seen by others in the elevator.

"Head up, chest out." Wen Liang tapped Xie Jin's shoulder with the cigarette stick, successfully making the nervous man tremble, and at the same time got the eye knife from the young man standing in front of Xie Jin.

"I just made him look less strange." Facing Ji Duan's dissatisfaction, Wen Liang just said lightly that smoking is not allowed in the elevator, so he played with the cigarette stick with his slender fingers.

He lowered his voice, and suddenly leaned closer to Xie Jin's side, "If you don't want to be embarrassed by your leader for a while, do you think your current appearance is convincing?"

"Then, what should I do..." Xie Jin secretly raised his chin, quickly looked around at the other strangers in the elevator, and asked in a low voice.

"Do as I say, hold your head high, and you must be confident." Wen Liang tapped his shoulder again with the cigarette stick, "You must believe from the bottom of your heart that this incident was accomplished by the two of you and the police together. You have to have the confidence."

"But I..." Xie Jin hesitated, and he turned his eyes to Ji Duan for help. The young man has stood in front of him since just now, blocking all strange eyes for him.

Although Ji Duan is shorter than Wen Liang, he is still tall at 1.8 meters [-]. Xie Jin needs to raise his head slightly to meet his gaze.

"Well, this time I think what he said makes sense." Ji Duan affirmed, with light beating faintly in his eyes, "Uncle Xie, you can't just escape and endure, your experience is better than any of them Rich, you can't let those bastards bite you to death before the situation is determined."

Can no longer escape?

His heart seemed to be beating for a moment, and Xie Jin clenched his lower lip. It's not that he didn't understand the reason, but that imagination and actual operation were completely different things. He was used to accepting other people's evaluation and definition of him.

"It's okay, anyway, let's go according to the previous discussion. After all, this matter is still caused by me. I will be the one who guides the topic after I go in. You can adapt to the situation."

Wen Liang glanced at the floor reached by the elevator, and suddenly clenched his fists to cheer Xie Jin up: "Remember, we are enthusiastic citizens, show the demeanor that you have entered the police station and been chased by ghosts."

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Wen Liang: La la la la We are enthusiastic citizens, and enthusiastic citizens are the best!