Master Zhou received a call from Guan Yan on his way back in a daze.
"Hello."
"Master... I..." The voice that Guan Yan squeezed out with difficulty was filled with panic.
"Hello, is the signal not very good?"
"I..." Guan Yan couldn't finish a complete sentence before the other party hung up.
Master Zhou stood there and thought for a while, then decided to walk away on his own.
If he goes there now, he won't be able to fill the evil god's teeth.
After walking a few steps, Master Zhou's phone rang again. He picked it up: "Hello."
Jing Tinghua's voice came from the other end: "I'm sorry to bother Master Zhou." Jing Tinghua paused and said lightly: "My people said that they saw Jing Jiujiu in Hai City. Master Zhou should be in Hai City now, right?"
Master Zhou immediately realized that Jing Tinghua was suspecting that he had not sold the ghost at all, but had taken it for himself.
Master Zhou: "Really? Its buyer might be here too."
Master Zhou paused and said, "It just so happens that I also have something to tell Mr. Jing. I found the statue."
Jing Tinghua on the other end of the phone sat up straight and immediately put his other hand on the receiver of another phone, ready to give orders at any time.
"In Haishi? Are you sure?"
Master Zhou: "Well, it's an evil god, right?"
Jing Tinghua: “…Yes.”
Jing Tinghua's breathing stagnated: "I will send someone right away..."
Master Zhou: "No need, the evil god is killing people, even if you send a hundred people, it won't be enough to fill their teeth."
Jing Tinghua calmed down immediately: "Master Zhou is right. I will leave this matter to Master Zhou. I will have someone transfer another 10 million. Master Zhou, please bring the statue back, no matter the cost. Any expenses during your stay in Hai City will be reimbursed by the Jing family..."
Finally, both parties hung up the phone happily and satisfied.
Isn’t it just a statue of an evil god
Anyway, they are all statues of gods, and they are all quite evil.
Isn’t it enough to just give it to you
Master Zhou hung up the phone and walked forward.
The grass on both sides of the road rustled in the wind, and the street lights also made a slight crackling sound due to poor contact.
Master Zhou shrank his neck at first, but soon he straightened his back and walked forward with a swagger...
What is he afraid of
Afraid of ghosts
Mr. Bai, who is proficient in metaphysics, stands behind him, and the arrogant Master Jing stands behind him!
Not to mention walking sideways, he can even walk with his legs spread out!
…
Guan Yan was found by his assistant the next morning.
His eight assistants saw their boss fall to the ground and rushed in hastily, but they were all stuck at the door. The only sound left was the roar that echoed throughout the corridor: "Brother Guan!!!"
"Brother Guan, what's wrong with you, Brother Guan?"
The agent also hurried over, and everyone entered in an orderly manner. There was a slight disagreement over who should carry Brother Guan out together.
After all, whoever runs faster at this time is more loyal and will get a bigger year-end bonus!
When Guan Yan was carried into the ambulance, his face was blue.
The doctor and the nurse performed CPR on him for a while. Guan Yan exhaled, suddenly got up and grabbed the doctor's wrist: "Phone, where is my phone..."
Guan Yan was still thinking about calling Master Zhou.
The agent looked up and saw the statue in the shrine. He shuddered at the first sight. He turned around and looked around—the wardrobe that required three people to move was pushed to the ground; the glass table was overturned and the fragments were all over the floor; all the paintings were hanging crookedly; the faucet in the bathroom was still open, and the floor was covered with a thin layer of water, so the soles of the shoes felt wet and uncomfortable when they stepped on it; and there were those weird birds all over the floor, especially the chickens with their heads drooping limply, which made people feel creepy at a glance...
The agent was completely shuddered at this.
What on earth could cause such a mess
The agent didn't dare to look any further and turned around and ran out in a hurry.
Behind him, the statue's eyes, which were painted red, began to glow again.
Last night, it smelled the scent of countless little ghosts.
That should have been a tribute of food to it.
But this damn human trapped it here.
It felt doubly tricked.
This is just the beginning.
Ha, wait! I will let you taste the fear brought by the evil god.
Jing Jiujiu and Bai Yuhuai are already sitting in the crew.
Those little ghosts from last night were now either crowded in Bai Yuhuai’s nanny car, lying on the roof of the car, or squatting beside Jing Jiujiu’s chair.
They were very curious why Jing Jiujiu could be easily seen by people.
However, they have to put in a lot of effort to show themselves and scare others.
Two or three little ghosts circled around Jing Jiujiu.
Now, the big ghost completely forbids them to show up.
The little ghosts wondered blankly, is it because we are too ugly? Are we not as good-looking as the big ghosts
At this time, the assistant director came over cursing, "What the hell is Guan Yan doing? He's only been in the group for a few days? Does he really want to do this?"
At this time, someone hurried over: "Sorry, sorry, I'm Guan's assistant. Guan suddenly fainted this morning and is now in the hospital..."
The assistant director didn't know what to say, but he still felt dissatisfied deep down.
The crew didn't want to waste money on a place like this.
Although Guan Yan was not there, everyone else cooperated very well and the shooting for the day was completed quickly.
Tao held up her skirt and chatted with several staff members with a smile: "The weather is quite cool today. I didn't sweat much even with the headgear on, and my makeup didn't smudge."
"Yeah, the assistant director even said his head was a little cold."
The assistant director is bald.
"It would be nice if every day could be like this in the future." Tao sighed, "The weather is neither too hot nor too cold, which is the best for filming. It's too cold in winter and too hot in summer, and the actors and staff suffer."
Jing Jiujiu glanced at the little ghost who was shivering all over.
… But it doesn’t have to be that way.
After the filming, everyone found out that Guan Yan's room was flooded and many things were smashed inside. The hotel is seeking compensation from the crew.
The assistant director was speechless for a while after hearing this.
The entertainment industry is full of pressure, and there are many people who like to do outrageous things, but you wouldn't do it like this, would you? Don't you know you have to shoot a movie the next day
Guan Yan's agent came over with an awkward smile and apologized to everyone.
He originally wanted to call the police, but Guan Yan refused to let him do so, so the agent had to give up.
"We will pay for the expenses here, and Brother Guan can continue to shoot the night scenes tonight." The agent said. After saying this, he was still a little puzzled.
Guan Yanfei asked him to go and see if there was a slap mark on the back of the young man next to the actor Bai.
The agent cursed Guan Yan in his heart, but his legs still consciously walked to Jing Jiujiu.
He couldn't think of any excuse, so he just laughed: "By the way, Brother Guan asked me to ask you..."
Everyone looked over at once.
Guan Yanren is still in the hospital, and now he's starting to pry Bai Yuhuai away
"Just, let me ask you, this dress of yours is very nice, where did you buy it?"
"… "
Suddenly, everyone's looks became even weirder.
The agent didn't notice. He was preoccupied with the task assigned by Guan Yan. As he spoke, he grabbed Jing Jiujiu's sleeve and tried to turn her over.
But the boy in front of him looked thin and weak, and the agent couldn't even lift him.
How could he know that there were three little ghosts crawling on Jing Jiujiu's back!
Jing Jiujiu almost realized how uncomfortable Bai Yuhuai felt when she rode on him. She even almost thought of not riding on Bai Yuhuai anymore and protecting his spine...
The weight of the soul can be very light.
It can also be as heavy as a mountain.
Jing Jiujiu felt that a big ghost like himself was probably as heavy as a mountain.
The agent lifted and pushed it several times: "…"
At this time, the door behind the agent opened, and Bai Yuhuai walked out after removing his makeup.
Bai Yuhuai: "What are you doing?"
Agent: "Nothing, I just want to know what brand of clothes he is wearing?"
“Custom-made, no brand.”
"How do you know?" The agent said casually, and then he felt something was wrong. He turned around and saw Bai Yuhuai standing there. He was so scared that his face changed: "Bai, Brother Bai?"
"How should I know?" Bai Yuhuai repeated his words calmly, "I bought it."
Everyone in the crew:!
Oh shit!
Big melon!
The agent wiped the sweat from his forehead, but did not dare to listen to such words that revealed so much information.
He was afraid that if the news got out tomorrow, Bai Yuhuai would be the first to target him.
Guan Yan is really a liar!
"Okay, fine, I understand. It's okay... Thank you, Brother Bai." The agent's smile became more awkward, and then he turned and left.
Some people saw this and couldn't help but sneer secretly.
Does Guan Yan still want to be a rival to Mr. Bai
At least we need to find a new agent who won't tremble in front of Mr. Bai.
"Let's go." Bai Yuhuai said to Jing Jiujiu, then raised his hand and tapped Jing Jiujiu's shoulder as if inadvertently.
The three little ghosts rolled down.
When others saw this, they just thought that Bai Yuhuai disliked Guan Yan's agent's hands being dirty.
This jealousy...
Everyone looked at each other and lowered their heads tacitly, pretending not to see it. Lest the gossip get out, Bai Yuhuai would definitely come after them!
Bai Yuhuai took Jing Jiujiu out.
Guan Yan's agent was embarrassed but did not leave immediately, lest he make a fool of himself and then be scolded by Guan Yan when he returns.
The agent watched Jing Jiujiu walk away, then he raised his hand and slapped himself: "Just act like an idiot, can't you just wait for her to come out by herself? Why did you have to get closer to see... Damn." When the agent said this, he was stunned again.
He then remembered that the shirt the boy was wearing had two fur balls hanging from the collar. Every detail was exquisite. It looked effeminate on others, but only when it was worn by the boy did it look noble.
This dress was about to fall on Guan Yan's body... The agent shuddered.
No wonder they looked so strange at that time!
Grass!
Brother Guan must not know about this.
Guan Yan was released from the hospital not long after staying there.
The hotel booked by the crew was full, and the floor where he was originally staying was also occupied, so he had to move to another hotel.
This hotel is a bit old. Not to mention the agent, Guan Yan has already rolled his eyes dozens of times while sitting inside.
"You're back? How was it? Did you see it?" Guan Yan asked anxiously.
Master Zhou said that what happened to him last night was because he made an excessive wish, which made the evil god angry.
Guan Yan stroked it carefully.
Don’t you think you’ve gone too far
After thinking about it, isn't it only targeting Bai Yuhuai and that young man
The agent shook his head and said, "I looked carefully. Neither the boy nor Bai Yuhuai had the slap marks you mentioned. What is this? Why are you asking this?"
Guan Yan pursed his lips and said nothing.
That’s not right. This means that the evil god did not attack them.
What was I asking for too much
Is it because of a flash of thought that crossed my mind: I want to dominate the entertainment industry
Guan Yan pursed his lips even tighter, feeling as if he was being humiliated by the statue.
I want to dominate the entertainment industry. Is that difficult? Is that difficult
Guan Yan was depressed, but he still managed to hold on and asked his agent to bring the statue and the shrine over here.
The agent was puzzled, but he did it anyway.
After they walked out, he couldn't help but whispered, "Your former boss had been worshipping Guan Gong at home for thirty years, but he went bankrupt last year and ran away with his sister-in-law, didn't he?"
Jing Jiujiu and Bai Yuhuai returned to the hotel room and first answered a call from Master Xia Zhou.
Master Zhou roughly explained how he fooled Guan Yan and Jing Tinghua.
Bai Yuhuai responded briefly and then hung up.
Bai Yuhuai closed the door and said, "Take off your clothes."
Jing Jiujiu:
Jing Jiujiu was stunned for only three or four seconds, then she obediently raised her hands, unbuttoned her clothes and took off her shirt.
When Bai Yuhuai turned around, Jing Jiujiu had already bent down to take off her pants.
Bai Yuhuai glanced over and caught a glimpse of a smooth and white waistline. His eyelids twitched, and his throat seemed to have a pacemaker installed, thump ...
“…Jing, Jing Jiujiu.” Bai Yuhuai’s voice became unsmooth.
The cold voice seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, becoming slightly softer.
"No need to take off your pants." Bai Yuhuai said.
The boy's body is still at a pretty good stage.
Once you take a first look at it, you hardly dare to take a second look.
But his gaze seemed to be firmly fixed on her, unable to be pulled away.
In just a moment, Bai Yuhuai even remembered the time when he picked up the boy from the ground, when the boy sat astride his arms, and when the boy clung to him tightly along his back... The blood in Bai Yuhuai's neck accelerated its pace.
Jing Jiujiu paused and said, "Oh."
You should have said it earlier.
He said it was weird.
Jing Jiujiu lowered his head to fasten his belt again, then straightened his back. He asked, "Are you done?" He paused, then asked again, "Do you want to see something?"
Bai Yuhuai walked behind him silently.
Bai Yuhuai raised his hand and pressed it on Jing Jiujiu's shoulder. His movements seemed light, but the force was so great that Jing Jiujiu was unable to move.
The warm light from the ceiling lamp poured down and sprinkled on the back of Jing Jiujiu. Because the boy had just taken off his clothes and the bracelet, his soul was not very solid, and the light seemed to penetrate him, making the boy look as if he was carrying a shimmering glow.
It's so beautiful that it looks like a piece of art on the exhibition stand.
Bai Yuhuai held his breath unconsciously, then he raised his other hand and pressed it tightly on the boy's right shoulder blade.
There was a handprint that was dark red.
As if embedded in the skin.
Bai Yuhuai lowered his eyes, hiding the coldness in his eyes, and stroked the mark.
"This evil god is not that stupid. He forced Guan Yan to move to another hotel, so the statue was naturally moved out. The formation that trapped it was no longer effective. This thing has become even more rampant."
Where do you want to print next time
Is it imprinted into the bones
Jing Jiujiu understood now: "The handprint is not on my clothes, but on my back?"
Bai Yuhuai: “Yeah.”
Jing Jiujiu was at a loss for a moment, and he couldn't help but ask: "And then?"
Bai Yuhuai: "What?"
Jing Jiujiu licked his lips. Because they were so close, Bai Yuhuai could clearly see the water on his lips. Why can a ghost be like a living person? Bai Yuhuai's thoughts were briefly diverted.
Jing Jiujiu: "Is there nothing left except a handprint?"
Bai Yuhuai: "This is equivalent to a death notice." He paused and asked: "Aren't you scared?"
Jing Jiujiu: "Is he going to leave more handprints?"
Bai Yuhuai: "If you ignore it, it will."
Jing Jiujiu: "Isn't this just, if you say something cruel every day, you just wait for me to find someone to beat you up tomorrow. ... Doesn't it feel very powerless? Who wants to beat someone up and say so many cruel words?"
Being this evil god is worse than being a ghost to me.
Bai Yuhuai: “…”
Well... yes.
But ordinary people would have been scared crazy by the continuous hand prints.
"How does the evil god kill people?" Jing Jiujiu asked.
"The usual method is to change the person's fortune or scare him to death. Most of the time, they use external objects. They don't have real bodies, so of course they can't kill people directly."
"Then how do you kill ghosts?"
"After becoming an offering, a ghost will unconsciously offer its own Yin energy until it is completely eaten."
"Since everyone can suck it." Jing Jiujiu licked her lips, turned her head and asked seriously: "Can I suck it?"
Bai Yuhuai: “…Okay.”
Bai Yuhuai loosened his hand and quickly turned his face away: "But even if it is a disguised thing, it is not easy to catch."
Jing Jiujiu murmured, "There is always a way."
Bai Yuhuai bent down to pick up the shirt on the ground and put it on Jing Jiujiu: "Yes." I will find a way. Not to mention the evil god, even if it is a real god, he will find a way.
He didn't want the little ghost in front of him to become someone else's little ghost.
What he brought out of the castle himself, will be his for life.
Bai Yuhuai suppressed the secret thoughts in his heart.
"Take off your clothes." Jing Jiujiu suddenly said.
Bai Yuhuai was startled, his throat tightened, and he could only squeeze out one word with difficulty: "Hmm?"
Jing Jiujiu walked around him.
The boy's shirt buttons were not yet buttoned, and the large white waist and abdomen underneath was dazzling under the light as he walked.
Jing Jiujiu: "I also want to see if there are any handprints on your back?"
Bai Yuhuai said quickly: "No need to look, there is none."
Jing Jiujiu asked doubtfully, "Why are you so sure?"
Because of his physique, no evil spirits can invade his body.
Not only that.
He could easily kill any evil spirit, including the evil god from abroad.
As long as he takes off the same bracelet on his wrist.
All the evil spirits that approached him would be wiped out. Even Jing Jiujiu was the same. That was why he could not use such a simple and crude method.
Jing Jiujiu: "Let me see."
Bai Yuhuai: “No.”
Jing Jiujiu stared at him fiercely: "Let me see! Is there a pair of slap marks on your back? Why don't you show me?" Am I not fierce enough
Jing Jiujiu moved her fingertips.
Bai Yuhuai's coat sagged down.
Bai Yuhuai: “…”
Bai Yuhuai's throat moved, then he raised his hands to take off his coat and shirt.
Jing Jiujiu: "Oh, there are abdominal muscles." "And back muscles." "Is this the mermaid line?"
He seemed to be expressing his admiration sincerely.
But Bai Yuhuai had never felt so uneasy standing there before. It was even more uneasy than the first time he performed a play in front of a national audience. The blood in his body was rushing to his head.
Jing Jiujiu asked sincerely: "I saw your fans say on the Internet that when you were filming "Swallow the Sky", you wore a leather jacket without any underwear. When you took out the gun from your bosom, a part of your waist was exposed. In the dark corner, when the light was shone, it was really a male/dog/waist. What is a male/dog/waist?"
Bai Yuhuai's throat tightened and he raised his hand to hold down the young man who was circling around him.
Day after day, I spend too much time surfing the Internet.
"Good kids, don't use dirty words or swear words." Bai Yuhuai whispered.
Jing Jiujiu:
Yeah
Jing Jiujiu paused: "...There are no marks on your back."
As he spoke, he also imitated Bai Yuhuai's just now and reached out to touch it.
"Hiss." Jing Jiujiu withdrew her hand and frowned, "It's so hot."
It was all fine when Bai Yuhuai touched him. Why did it become unbearable after he touched him? Just like Bai Yuhuai's hair, it would be hot if you pulled it out.
Bai Yuhuai held his neck in a somewhat awkward manner: "... Human Yang energy is hot to you, right?"
Jing Jiujiu: "Is it Yang energy?"
He opened his mouth slightly and made a sucking motion.
"In the stories about spirits and ghosts, and in the Legends of Liao Zhai, don't the ghosts all like to absorb people's yang energy? Why can't I absorb it?"
"Because..." Bai Yuhuai felt as if he had really been blinded by a ghost, and even his thoughts were slightly confused. He paused for a moment before continuing, "You are too... sinister."
Jing Jiujiu: "You scolded me."
Bai Yuhuai: "No...no." He put on his clothes and asked Jing Jiujiu: "Do you want to sleep?"
Jing Jiujiu then walked away again: "Evil ghosts don't need to sleep."
Bai Yuhuai:
Bai Yuhuai knew his character well, so he asked, "What do you want to do tonight?"
Jing Jiujiu: "Meng Hexin said that he was bored in the hospital and wanted to play games with me. He said he was a king, so awesome. What is a king? I haven't seen it yet. I'm going to play first."
The deceased in the game, Bai Yuhuai, said he was speechless.
Jing Jiujiu walked away on the carpet. A group of little ghosts noticed his movement and finally mustered up the courage to squeeze out of the bedroom. One after another, they followed Jing Jiujiu and filled the sofa.
There was no place for Bai Yuhuai to sit.
Forget about playing games with me, now I don’t even have to sit with you.
Grass.
Guan Yan's agent placed the statue back in the shrine in the new room.
Guan Yan looked up and for some reason, the statue's face seemed to be more ferocious, and the blood color in its eyes became darker.
Guan Yan's heart trembled, he was a little scared, but he really couldn't bear to throw it away.
Is it difficult to dominate the entertainment industry
Then all I ask is that you help me get Director Cheng’s movie. That’s not difficult, right
The evil god seemed to smile.
Guan Yan felt relieved.
Is there a play
Is that pretty ghost trembling with fear after discovering the new handprint? The evil god secretly let out a cackle.
…
The crew next door to "The Mist" had just finished the opening ceremony.
"Be careful!"
"Props! Stop knocking the props!"
"Didn't you fucking eat? Move there first!"
The staff nodded repeatedly and hurriedly moved the boxes over. The prop master looked down and asked, "One box is missing?"
The male star at the other end came over and smiled: "Is this the statue I'm going to worship later?"
The prop master looked down and was stunned: "No. We prepared a Japanese-style statue. Why did it change?"
The statue was leaning upright among the messy boxes.
His facial features are handsome, and he really looks a bit like a god.
The male star blinked and said, "If you take a closer look at this statue, it looks familiar. It looks like someone I've seen before. Haha, don't buy statues randomly. What if a black fan made it based on a celebrity? If you use it, you'll offend people!"
Jing Jiujiu, who had happily played games all night, was in a daze for a while. He wandered around with the kids for a while and came back. Then he picked up his phone and saw -
You have entered the youth mode. Parents are required to enter a password to unlock it.
Jing Jiujiu: