"Even if I have three hundred guts, I would not dare to provoke the Jing family. If I am found out, I will not just stay in the police station for three months..." Master Zhou said embarrassedly.
"You have to think it through." Bai Yuhuai said slowly.
Master Zhou met his gaze. Although he was calm, he shuddered: "… You are giving me five hundred courages, aren't you? I will listen to you."
"Teach him." Bai Yuhuai said to the young man.
Although the young man didn't quite understand the intention, he nodded obediently: "Stay with me for two days."
Master Zhou had no choice but to follow the young man out trembling with fear.
Lin Zhi then poked her head out from behind the curtain again, and asked weakly, "You... killed someone? You... killed Liu Dongfeng?"
"He is not a human, he is a ghost." Jing Jiujiu took out her cell phone, found the news about Liu Dongfeng's "Man dies mysteriously in theater", and handed it to Lin Zhi to read.
Jing Jiujiu: "Hey, can you read?"
Lin Zhi: “I don’t know.”
Jing Jiujiu: “…”
Jing Jiujiu: "Then how do you know what's written in the script?"
"They read it many times every day, and they remembered it. And Liu Dongfeng would also tell me about it."
Jing Jiujiu had to remind him tactfully but honestly: "You don't even know how to read, how can you still want to teach others how to act?"
The illiterate Linzhi shut up in shame.
For a moment, I forgot who Liu Dongfeng was. He died such a tragic death.
Jing Jiujiu asked: "Is Liu Dongfeng your friend?"
Lin Zhi nodded.
Jing Jiujiu: "If we were good friends, I would send you to school."
Lin Zhi was stunned: "Go to school?"
Jing Jiujiu: "Yes, illiterate people can't take a single step forward."
After hearing this, Lin Zhi closed her mouth in shame.
Jing Jiujiu told Lin Zhi roughly what kind of person Liu Dongfeng was.
It was just a mess and I couldn't empathize with others. How disgusting and horrible it must be for a human to sneak into someone else's house and stare at them sleeping. Naturally, I couldn't understand how hateful Liu Dongfeng was.
It turns out that he is still too uncultured.
Jing Jiujiu sighed quietly.
Bai Yuhuai had listened patiently for long enough. When he saw the air suddenly become quiet, he said calmly, "Since you can't tell good from evil, it's useless to stay in this world..."
Lin Zhi's heart tightened, and she looked at Jing Jiujiu hurriedly: "No, no, no, I can still be saved."
Jing Jiujiu quickly turned around and looked at Bai Yuhuai.
"When Xiao Cheng was walking around the theater today, he had already set up a formation. It was a formation passed down from ancient times, specifically for capturing chaos." Bai Yuhuai paused, and said, "Don't you want to use chaos to make a new skeleton?"
The Xiao Cheng he mentioned is the young man who can catch ghosts.
Linzhi:!
Jing Jiujiu:
Jing Jiujiu asked blankly: "How?"
Bai Yuhuai: "Chaos has no life and no death. Only by eating it can it fill itself up."
Linzhi:!!!
Lin Zhi: "Don't eat me for a long time." "I'm not chaos, I'm a human!" Lin Zhi said loudly.
Jing Jiujiu's brows slowly furrowed: "... I'd better not eat it." Jing Jiujiu looked at the bloodstains on Lin Zhi's military uniform: "It's bloody and sticky, I can't eat it."
Lin Zhi was not very happy after hearing this.
Is the boy in front of him disliking him
"Why don't you just eat me?" Lin Zhi shook off his military uniform. "I'm not that dirty."
Jing Jiujiu just pulled Bai Yuhuai's sleeve and walked out, whispering: "It is no longer just a ball of air or consciousness. Liu Dongfeng has instilled human thinking into it. Eating it is like eating a human. It's so strange. Let's go."
"What was instilled in him was not the normal way of thinking," Bai Yuhuai reminded.
"That's weird, too. It's like there's another person inside me... I live with him day and night..."
Day and night coexist
Bai Yuhuai's eyelids twitched.
Bai Yuhuai: "Well, what you said makes sense. Then I won't eat it." He paused: "We can think of other ways. There is always chaos in this world that has not been enlightened."
Since they are not going to eat it, this chaos has no meaning to them.
Bai Yuhuai took Jing Jiujiu and walked out of the theater.
Linzhi:
Why did you just leave like that
Lin Zhi hurriedly chased after him.
Do you dislike me so much
That’s right, he said I was ugly last time.
Lin Zhi couldn't wait any longer, and chased after him, shouting, "Why don't you just eat me... taste me first... I'm very clean... maybe I'll taste delicious, too."
The director leaned against the glass window of the milk tea shop, staring in the direction of the theater.
It’s over... Why hasn’t it come out yet
Did he anger that earthbound spirit and start killing people
The director couldn't wait any longer, so he went downstairs and walked outside the theater, holding his cell phone tightly in one hand, ready to call the police at any time... Call... Eh
"Brother Bai!" the director shouted, and his big beard trembled.
Bai Yuhuai nodded slightly: "Everything has been dealt with."
The director asked cautiously, "Really?"
Jing Jiujiu couldn't help but add: "Actually, there is another thing in it. But it's not a ghost. It's just a little bit uncultured..."
The director trembled and asked, "What, what is that?"
Lin Zhi heard the conversation outside through a door. He scratched the door with shame and reluctance: "But... Illiteracy doesn't affect my appetite!"
Jing Jiujiu noticed the director's frightened expression, thought for a moment, and turned back inside.
When Linzhi saw him, her face was full of joy.
"Well, you are right, you are a human being." Jing Jiujiu said.
Lin Zhi was stunned.
Jing Jiujiu asked him, "Do you still remember what kind of person Lin Zhi is?"
"General."
"Do you know what the General is going to do?"
“… Killing people.” Lin Zhi licked his lips and said excitedly, “I know all the lines. Lin Zhi likes to cut people into thousands of pieces after killing them. That’s why he got the name of executioner in the army. It sounds great! Do you think so too?”
Lin Zhi turned around and said, "Do you think I'm handsome?"
After saying that, Lin Zhi thought for a moment and said, "Maybe he looks more handsome when he's about to kill someone."
Jing Jiujiu denied him: "No, a general does not massacre civilians, nor does he torture others. There are many famous and great generals in history. Compared with them, Lin Zhi is like a colorful cloud in the sky and a mud on the ground. You should learn from them."
When Lin Zhi heard the word "learn", he thought of himself as an illiterate person, and asked enthusiastically, "Where can I study?"
"There's an old prop radio in the lounge, and you tune it to FM 324, and the radio station tells these stories every day."
Lin Zhi took note of it vaguely.
"Think carefully about what you want to do." Jing Jiujiu paused and said seriously, "Otherwise, there is no difference between you and the man in the long gown and the actress who played the hanging. You all can't do what you are supposed to do. You are all terrible."
"I'm not bad, I'm better than them." Lin Zhi said unconvinced, and ran backstage to find a radio.
Jing Jiujiu turned around and said, "Okay, let's go."
Bai Yuhuai: "Radio?"
Jing Jiujiu tilted her head, leaned closer and said, "When I was in the castle, I often listened to the radio because there was no TV to watch."
Bai Yuhuai glanced back.
Jing Jiujiu spoke again: "He thinks he is a human being, so let him be a human being. Being a human being is the most difficult thing in this world. People have to abide by countless rules and regulations."
Bai Yuhuai responded softly without asking Jing Jiujiu why she did this.
The director was confused as he listened.
Jing Jiujiu smiled at him and said, "It's okay now. That thing won't cause trouble anymore." "Let's go." The second half of the sentence was said to Bai Yuhuai.
The haunted theater was passed over calmly, with so little noise that even the gossip reporters were not alerted. However, Meng Hexin was in trouble, so the performance of the new play was naturally cancelled, and Jing Jiujiu could not watch it.
Bai Yuhuai said to him in the car: "I'm going to join the crew."
Jing Jiujiu asked carefully and found out that he was going to join a new crew. He had never been there before, and his attention was immediately drawn to this, and he gradually forgot about the drama.
…
This was the fourth day since the Jing family privately hired a master for a large sum of money. The secretary handed a list to Jing Tinghua.
"There are only three of them," said the secretary.
Jing Tinghua frowned: "Too little."
The secretary also frowned: "I don't know who spread the news that Master Qiu had died. Some people were intimidated and didn't dare to come."
Jing Tinghua sneered: "You eat this kind of food, but you are still so timid!"
The secretary asked, "Should we bring the person here?"
"Of course, I will lead you to the prepared place."
The secretary understood, nodded and made a phone call.
At five o'clock that afternoon, the three masters were taken into the car together.
One of them is Master Zhou.
As for the other two, one was a middle-aged man in a suit and tie. He did not look like someone who was familiar with Feng Shui metaphysics, but more like someone who was going to sell insurance. He was called Master Wang. The other was a young woman wrapped in a nun's robe. She seemed to have come from abroad for further studies. She was called Ma Shenpo.
Master Zhou glanced at them and said secretly, they are not as presentable as me.
"We're here." said the driver in the front seat.
Everyone looked out the window at this time. Master Wang was the first to change his expression and said angrily: "What does this mean? The Jing family wants to test us again?"
There is a cemetery outside the window.
Master Zhou has been swindling people for many years, so he doesn't feel scared in a place like this.
He brushed off his sleeves and said, "The Jing family is a wealthy family after all, so they certainly won't hire anyone easily. I can understand why they act this way. I just wonder if they have any apology gifts prepared afterwards?"
The driver then smiled and said, "Of course we have. To treat people with ability, our Mr. Jing has prepared a large sum of money and an apartment in the city center."
Upon hearing this, Master Wang fell silent.
The witch Ma immediately opened the car door and walked down first: "Tell me, what do you want us to do?"
Naturally, the others followed.
"I heard that there is a ghost in this area, and it lives on the tombstone. Whenever someone comes to worship, it will steal the offerings and scare the person out of his or her wits," said the driver.
Master Wang: “That’s it?”
The driver's expression remained unchanged: "I'll pick you up tomorrow morning." After saying that, he drove away.
In order to show how steady he was, Master Zhou chose a tombstone to sit on. Only he knew how panicked he was.
The driver had just left.
Ma Shenpo suddenly raised her head and said, "...it's dusk."
The sounds around the cemetery gradually faded away, and the wind began to blow. Although the sun had not yet completely set, everyone could feel the chill.
"Fuck it, why didn't they tell me that besides that tombstone ghost, there are so many evil ghosts who died tragically here?"
Master Wang and Witch Ma's faces changed drastically. They quickly squatted down and began to draw talismans and set up formations, and they were very busy.
Master Zhou sat there stiffly, not seeing any evil spirits at all, and only felt himself getting colder and colder.
It was getting darker.
When the sun completely sinks into the horizon.
Master Wang screamed, "So many little ghosts?!"
Countless dark shadows came out from the ground and started dancing on the graves.
Oh no!
Master Zhou was frozen in place, not moving at all.
The shadows quickly set their sights on the three of them.
Crowd forward.
It's over.
I should have run away halfway.
Master Zhou remained stiff, unable to make a single sound.
But in that instant, a faint light appeared on his body, like a bright lamp in the darkness, small but steady, without any shake or sway.
Those little ghosts disappeared like smoke in an instant.
Master Zhou touched the small glass bottle in his arms.
That was given to him by Mr. Bai... Is it really useful
The next day, when the driver came to pick up the people, they were all still alive. However, when he turned around to report to Jing Tinghua, he only mentioned one person.
Driver: "Master Zhou is really amazing. When the sun just set, others hurriedly started to set up formations and draw talismans, but he was different. From beginning to end, he just sat there steadily, not paying any attention. To him, those dirty things were just ants on the ground."
Jing Tinghua was also a little surprised: "Really?" "First give him 400,000 yuan, then send someone to follow him home, and make sure to investigate his identity before using him."
"I've already asked him, and he said he used to do feng shui and fortune-telling for some female celebrities, and exorcise evil spirits. Maybe he was wasting his talent before. He's not some random liar."
"We have to identify them carefully. These things are not trivial matters."
"Yes, yes, you are right."
The driver immediately did as instructed.
The driver brought Master Zhou 400,000 yuan in cash.
When countless banknotes are placed together, the impact is self-evident. This is also a way for the Jing family to show off their wealth in disguise.
Master Zhou was of course very happy, and hurriedly picked it up and left the Jing Building.
The driver immediately sent someone to follow, but they lost him halfway.
The driver had no choice but to call Jing Tinghua.
Jing Tinghua was silent for a moment: "… It seems that he is indeed a capable person. Since he lost us, he must have used some magic. I will ask him in person tomorrow when I invite him to Jing's."
After hanging up the phone, Jing Tinghua finally felt relieved.
If someone could fill in for Master Qiu, everything would be back on track soon. If this person was useful, he wouldn't mind paying a little more.
Master Zhou got out of the car and quickly entered a small courtyard.
In the yard, Bai Yuhuai and Jing Jiujiu sat opposite each other, playing flying chess.
Master Zhou put down the suitcase in his hand, took out the money from it, and said with great joy: "This is all given by Jing Tinghua!"
"Come on, Mr. Bai, half and I'll take half." "Young Master still has the other half."
Master Zhou is the best at reading people’s expressions!
This young man's words are obviously very effective.
Master Zhou looked at Jing Jiujiu and patted his chest, "When I make 30 million, I'll give you 15 million!"