I finally fell into my own hands

Qi Ye, who has resigned, has no concept of small holidays. He turns upside down day and night all day long, teasing him secretly for not doing serious things. He takes it for granted that time is precious and should be reserved for the people and things he likes, and he does not want to waste it on boring things.

From Qi Ye's point of view, working to earn money is a boring thing.

On the last day of the long vacation, Qi Ye and Hei Hei stayed all night without doing anything else. After dawn, they slept until evening, and then they had dinner with Xu Mian, and went to school to pick up Ning Xiao, who had finished his self-study in the evening, to attend the New Year's Eve. The first ghost city.

Hei Hei: "Why don't you ask your brother to come have dinner together?"

Xu Mian shrugged: "I even called him specifically to ask him. He said that he was not finished with work and that the editor was probably urging manuscripts, so I directly gave him the address and asked him to come to Ghost City to meet up at night after he was busy."

Hei Hei: "Your brother doesn't live in Xu's house?"

Xu Mian shook her head: "Brother, he needs absolute silence to write. I have a small villa in the suburbs, and he usually lives there."

Ning Xiao was thinking about meeting Xu Mian's brother, and felt a little nervous: "Your brother came to the ghost market this time to collect some materials, right?"

Xu Mian shrugged again: "Maybe, but he was not willing to participate in the past, but he has been more active this year."

On the last day of the long vacation, returning to the city was the peak of the flow of people. The car drove for nearly two hours before leaving the city. It was already eleven o'clock at night. Xu Mian turned around a few hills, and suddenly there were stars and lights in the dark wilderness.

The parking lot was almost full of famous cars. After parking the car, Qi Ye looked at a gray sports car: "Teacher Xu is here."

"I thought he would be busy for a while." Xu Mian got out of the car and walked straight to the sports car. The windows were closed tightly, and the faint blue light of the computer screen inside could be faintly seen.

Before Xu Mian kowtowed, Xu Zhao had already rolled down the car window, and Qi Ye who was beside him saw him holding the computer file and still opening it, so he must be really rushing to finish the draft.

Xu Zhao's eyes lingered on Hei Hei and Qi Ye for a moment, then turned to Xu Mian: "I also just arrived not long ago."

"Have you brought all the talismans I gave you?"

"Well, there are also the shackles and the withered evil pendant given by the sixth uncle, both of which are worn." As he said that, Xu Zhao smiled slightly and took out the magic weapon to ward off evil spirits from under his collar, so that Xu Mian could rest assured.

He was born with no spiritual power but was psychic, and his family business was all related to ghosts, so the family naturally wanted to protect him well.

After getting off the car, Xu Zhao greeted Qi Ye, Hei Hei, and Ning Xiao one by one, and finally smiled at Ning Xiao like a big brother: "Mianmian is thanks to you for taking care of him."

With the gentle affirmation from the other party, Ning Xiao's face turned red. He shook his head and wanted to say that Xu Mian had been taking care of him, but Xu Mian answered for him firmly: "Don't worry, brother."

As he spoke, he patted Ning Xiao's head, the two of them looked into each other, and Xu Mian smiled smugly.

Rounding off is seeing the parents.

The ghost market sounds mysterious, but in fact, it is the flea market of Yulingjie and the trading place for black goods. It is not as lively as the ghost fire market. The opening time and place of each ghost market are not fixed, and there is no official Almost all notifications and news are passed on by word of mouth through insiders.

As Xu Mian said, those stall owners are basically ordinary people in daily life. During the day, they are office workers, school teachers, barber shop owners, middle-aged uncles who sell spicy hot pot, and even some Small traffic in the show business circle and small Internet celebrities who are active in the self-media industry.

In the ghost city, everyone is the same. Even if they recognize each other, it’s over after saying hello. No one will look at anyone with admiration because of their real identities. This place seems to be an independent world with its own rules and modes of operation. , Isolate everything in life strictly.

A group of people walked from the parking lot to the market. A street was only three to four hundred meters long, and dozens of stalls were filled with weird psychic gadgets.The ghost market is not allowed to take pictures, so Xu Zhao can only look carefully at the stalls one by one, pick up a notepad and try his best to record these precious creative materials.

Hei Hei observed from the side: "Is this the first time Teacher Xu has come to the ghost market?"

Xu Zhao adjusted his thin-rimmed glasses, and said in the same gentle tone: "Yes, when I wrote the book "Killing the Koi", it was actually... all nonsense."

As he said that, he smiled very regretfully and continued: "This time is really an eye-opener."

Heihei took out an old-fashioned film camera out of nowhere, and handed it to Xu Zhao: "I have the impression that you can't take pictures in the ghost city, which means ordinary cameras. It should be fine to record negative film, and only psychic people can see the pictures." .”

Xu Zhao's expression obviously froze for a moment, and the shaking disappeared for a moment. He took the camera with both hands and thanked him repeatedly: "It was really helpful. To be honest, my memory is not very good. It is easy to miss the material while walking."

He got a video camera and turned back in a hurry, looking at the stalls one by one, politely explained to the stall owner and asked for permission before taking pictures, and also exchanged with the stall owner about the efficacy of the items and recorded them carefully.

Hei Hei turned his head and saw that Qi Ye's face was a little dark, he smiled and stroked the hair on the top of his head that was blown by the wind: "What's wrong?"

Qi Ye curled his lips and said bluntly: "You pay too much attention to that big brother of the Xu family."

Hei Hei burst out laughing, and said in a low voice with ease: "Indeed, I am very curious about this person."

"what happened?"

Hei Hei didn't answer immediately, but frowned slightly and shook his head lightly: "I feel that he is different from everyone else, and I can't tell the specifics for the time being."

He sensed a special and distinctive magnetic field in Xu Zhao's body, which did not exist in all the people he met in this world so far.

After Hei Hei's ambiguous explanation, Qi Ye became even more unhappy. Doesn't this mean that Xu Zhao is a different existence to him?

Very angry, rounding up is a unique declaration.

Hei Hei saw it in his eyes, his face was calm but he was amused in his heart, he couldn't help pinching Qi Ye's little finger, and said casually: "You are not included among all the people."

As soon as these words came out, it was as if electricity had passed through Qi Ye's body, and he was stunned.

Hei Hei continued to make up the knife in a neutral manner: "You can eat this vinegar too, it's too alien to me."

Qi Ye took Hei Hei's hand and pulled him lightly and skillfully, almost pulling him into his arms, the corners of his lips curled up as if there was no curvature, and his lips were almost touching Hei Hei's earlobe: "No way, who told you to return it?" If you don’t promise me, even if it’s me, I can’t rest assured.”

Hei Hei: "..." I was caught in a routine, and instead of complaining, I was teased, or the cub's own rank is too high.

"Hey, I'll go! Do you want to be so exciting when you visit a ghost market?"

Qiye Heihei turned his face towards the source of the sound at the same time, and because the distance was too close, their lips touched each other inadvertently, and faint ripples passed over the black and dry well-like heart.

"Uncle Six."

Xu Zhao, who was squatting by the side of the booth, finally recovered from all kinds of strange gadgets, Xu Chenfeng squinted at him and smiled: "You come here once in a while, take a good look around, my booth is at No. 83, you Just take whatever you like, [-]% off."

Xu Zhao: "...Okay, thank you Uncle Liu."

Xu Chenfeng is a typical example of brothers who settle accounts clearly. Even if his nephew wants to get something from him, he still has to charge money, but he only gives a reasonable discount.

If there was an exception, probably only Qi Ye and Hei Hei would be the only ones.

Xu Chenfeng didn't seem to want to spend too much time on his nephew, he walked straight towards Qi Ye in a dark way, and made a wink at Qi Ye from a long distance.

Qi Ye: "..." When did I know you so well?

Hei Hei: "When did you know him so well?" Hei Hei asked his inner os.

Xu Chenfeng: "Brother Hei, what you said is too outlandish."

As he said that, he glanced at Qi Ye's face, and said suspiciously: "You look so bad, don't you still use the method of feeding blood?"

Qi Ye murmured vaguely, the darkness was unclear, so, what else?

He looked at Qi Ye questioningly, and the child deliberately avoided his sight.

"Fuck! You really can't do it." Xu Chenfeng cursed bitterly, "It's in vain that I gave you the treasure I saved all my life, and you didn't even try."

Hei Hei was puzzled: "What does Liu Ye mean, is there any other way besides feeding blood?"

Xu Chenfeng hastily said again: "This kid didn't even tell you the method? This is also—"

"Sixth Master!" Qi Ye raised his eyes, looking at Xu Chenfeng not so harshly, but more shyly than warning.

Hei Hei ignored Qi Ye's 'threat', and said decisively: "Sixth Lord, just tell me."

Xu Chenfeng grinned: "It seems like a big deal. The better way than feeding blood is double cultivation."

"Huh?" Heihei was stunned, and a bunch of question marks popped up in front of his eyes.

Xu Chenfeng nodded firmly: "Yes, dual cultivation."

Then he looked at Qi Ye, who was blushing like a boiled lobster, with a happy face that had nothing to do with him: "I told this kid earlier, but he didn't convey it properly."

Hei Hei: "..."

Qi Ye pursed his lips, and muttered aggrievedly: "You want to ask..."

Usually he flirts with flirts, but Qi Ye is still a little at a loss for what to do when he talks about serious things, especially when he says such things from other people's mouths.

Hei Hei: "You already knew?"

Qi Ye: "Yes."

Hei Hei: "Then you won't tell me?"

Qi Ye suddenly raised his eyes, and there was a dangerous fire in his dark eyes: "I told you, are you going to do it?"

Hei Hei: "..."

He was stopped by the question, and he really couldn't give an answer all of a sudden.