After a few days of observation, Officer Chen, who had some doubts that what Qin Lang said might be true, felt that he was a bit of an idiot. Instead of putting the truth of the matter on ghosts and ghosts, he felt that Xu Qianqian was full of doubts. She mentioned going to Qingyang Road, going to KTV for an all-night party, going back to the studio to draw Qin Lang's paintings, and letting them run towards the window at the back... almost all of them were led by her.
However, what made him irritable was that he couldn't find any clues, and the video death certificate of the suicide and accident in the studio seemed to say that everything was so simple and straightforward.
He also combined some psychological knowledge analysis. Xu Qianqian and others insisted that there was something wrong with Qin Lang's paintings, and insisted that Qin Lang did it after the death of his companion, which was probably the follow-up of revenge on Qin Lang for pretending to be a ghost in a haunted house. .
A group of bear children, they should be properly disciplined! When the girl died, their excited and ferocious expressions made Officer Chen almost determine that the group of teenagers had certain psychological distortions.
And his new partner, the famous police officer Qu Rong, said in a joking tone, maybe they were hell, and followed him back to the studio from Yin Yang Road. Eliminate ghosts
Everyone listens to this as a joke, no one cares.
On Friday, there is a class today, because something like that happened in the studio, and no one dared to go for several days. So today Tan Qing took them to sketch on campus.
As for Qin Lang's painting, Xu Qianqian and the others have been rumored to have evil spirits, saying that he was possessed by a ghost. Qin Lang set the painting on fire in front of his classmates, and the matter ended like this. He thought that after this incident, no one in the class would care about him. Even if he saw him, he would automatically hide away, but he didn't expect that someone would post it instead.
"Qin Lang Qin Lang, please help me again, have you had any luck with the peach blossoms recently?" Zhang Ping squeezed over, his big face full of stupid words.
Qin Lang stepped back, he was still not used to someone leaning so close to him, he stopped while holding a pen and drew lines, looked at Zhang Ping sideways, turned to the boy who was sitting with Zhang Ping and said : "You don't, he does."
Zhang Ping wiped his face in frustration, and his expectant expression instantly changed to "I know". After Zhang Ping and Yang Yan were almost hit by the bank robbers that day, Zhang Ping and Yang Yan talked about what Qin Lang had told him before and the talisman.
The main family of the Yang family is the master of Feng Shui. Although Yang Yan, the side branch, knows better than the average person that Qin Lang really saved Zhang Ping, it is not a coincidence. So both of them expressed sincere gratitude to Qin Lang and became friends with Qin Lang.
When Zhang Ping announced that Qin Lang was their good brother, and he would help him without saying a word as long as he greeted him in the future, Qin Lang, who had not had a friend for many years, quietly blushed and showed a rare smile. . Yang Yan, who has always been thoughtful, even came to take classes from time to time, bringing snacks and small gifts to Qin Lang, and the relationship between the three gradually became closer.
"But it's a rotten peach blossom." Qin Lang added again.
Yang Yan smiled indifferently, but Zhang Ping bumped him and said happily: "That's good, single dogs should be together!"
Seeing the two of them fighting, Qin Lang also smiled slightly. He smiled lightly, and the pear eddies on his cheeks were looming. Standing beside him, Lu Yuan was initially dissatisfied that his little master was being laughed at by others, then bent down and kissed his little dimple, successfully pulling the little cutie back. full attention.
The slight coolness on his cheek, Qin Lang touched it with his backhand, half suspiciously half suspiciously looking at Lu Yuan who was looking at his drawing paper seriously, the black brocade robe was incompatible with this modern society, like crossing the border. After passing through time and space, he was amazed by his world. His eyes slowly fell from the bridge of the other's tall nose on the thin lips that were always slightly raised.
Shouldn't it be... Qin Lang covered half of his kissed face and quickly retracted his gaze to paint again.
"Qin Lang, why are you covering your face?" Zhang Ping asked.
"I was... bitten by a mosquito..." Qin Lang's ears turned red.
"It's winter, are there any mosquitoes?" Zhang Ping seemed to ask himself, and then said to Yangyan, "I think Qin Lang's skin is too tender and a little fragile, and I have seen him red on his neck for several days. Alas, aren't you? Do you like shopping online? Buy some good ointments and deworming patches for our little ones?”
"Oh, okay." Yang Yan took out his mobile phone and opened the APP, but saw that Qin Lang's face was flushed, and even his neck was red. He clicked the APP for a while, thought of something, and suddenly suppressed a smile. Zhang Ping is an idiot.
After class, Yang Yan and Zhang Ping wanted to invite Qin Lang to dinner, but Qin Lang hesitated. There were many people in the restaurant, but he rarely had two friends.
Yang Yan saw his entanglement and smiled: "Eating mutton hot pot? It's more warm. I'll book a private room, and no one will disturb you. You can bring other friends with you."
He bit the words of other friends a little harder, and Qin Lang glanced at Lu Yuan directly. He remembered that Lu Yuan had not taken him out to dinner when he came to him, and after hearing Yang Yan said that he was in the private room, he agreed.
After the sketch, Qin Lang took Lu Yuan home. In the past few days, he has already studied the spells and talismans. In addition to the soul-raising jade, Qin Lang also prepared a gift for Lu Yuan.
"What is it?" Lu Yuan looked at Qin Lang nervously licking his lips, his fingers constantly rubbing the small box on his hand, and he couldn't help but soften his expression, so cute, is it the first time to give a ghost gift
"Gift." Qin Lang still didn't say much. He stretched out his hands towards Lu Yuan and stuffed the box into Lu Yuan's arms.
The sandalwood box was not too big, and Lu Yuan could probably guess that it was clothing. He opened the box, and it was a robe. The soft and pure white fabric was better than silk. After coming here for a few days, Lu Yuan has almost learned about modern society through his mobile phone, and his understanding is as good as that There are very few warlocks in the vestments.
The vestment did not cause any harm to him. Lu Yuan had never been exposed to such a gift, and he didn't know its function for a while. He looked at Qin Lang, as if asking, "Really want to send me?".
Qin Lang nodded and said, "It won't cause any harm to you, it can wrap your ghost qi, can walk freely in the sun, condense solid bodies, and have shadows..."
At this moment, Lu Yuan's cold heartbeat of thousands of years moved. Shadow, this word is really a long and extravagant memory for ghosts. No matter how powerful it is, the light can directly pass through their bodies, that kind of empty experience, although they have become accustomed to it after many years, it does not mean that they all like it.
Born as human beings, maybe the days of life are not good, but they will still remember and miss them from time to time. There is breathing, heartbeat, temperature, and down-to-earth reality.
Lu Yuan's eyes were stained with a smile, he hugged Qin Lang with one hand, and gently kissed the corner of Qin Lang's slightly surprised and frightened eyes, "Thank you."
Qin Lang moved with a blushing face, and then bent down and picked up two bags from the sofa. These are the clothes he bought for Lu Yuan on the Internet before. After passing through his hands, he didn't need to burn the clothes to Lu Yuan, "Clothes... Let's change together."
Qin Lang lightened his hand and raised his eyes again. Lu Yuan had already changed his robe. The dark coat and gray sweater, dressed in abstinence, made his always smiling and seductive eyebrows a little colder, and the evil spirit was also well hidden. The slim-fitting trousers perfectly showed his straight legs, his tall figure, impeccable face, and innate noble temperament. At this moment, Lu Yuan is a modern wealthy family who has received noble etiquette and education since childhood. the noble boy.
That long hair, still draped lazily over the shoulders of the master, didn't quite match his clothes. Aware of Qin Lang's gaze on his hair, Lu Yuan waved his hand, and the band that tied his ink hair had become a jade crown. At the same time, the last trace of laziness on his body became cold.
"So handsome..." Yan control Qin Lang muttered.
Lu Yuan let the little cutie admire his appearance. He stepped on the wooden board, looked down at the shadow under his feet, and was slightly startled for a moment.
He raised his head again, met Qin Lang's simple and clean eyes of joy, and unconsciously raised a smile.
"It can be controlled, just like you usually do, whether you want to appear in front of people or not." Qin Lang saw that Lu Yuan was very satisfied and revealed the small dimples that he usually hides.
After not letting Lu Yuan go back to Qing Lanyu, Qin Lang prepared a room for Lu Yuan, his roommate, as he defined it, and the room had a yin gathering formation for Lu Yuan to practice. Now Qin Lang took out the soul-cultivating jade engraved with the magic pattern, and Lu Yuan finally looked at him no longer as a food reserve or a blood bank.
What Qin Lang does is the orthodox ghost way. The ghost masters do not need to tame the ghosts by means of confinement, but treat them as spirits full of power, so that they have a good cultivation environment, and the ghosts become the ghost masters. The right arm, loyal to the ghost master, this is the real ghost control.
Qin Lang said before that he would not treat Lu Yuan as a servant. Although Lu Yuan was moved, his favorability was still negative. Until this moment, the remaining doubts and distrust finally dissipated, and the favorability degree finally reached 20.
The warmth of the soul-cultivating jade, the formation in the room, and the vestment that condensed ghost qi into a solid body, can allow Lu Yuan to get rid of the inferiority of evil ghosts and ghosts, so that he can control those violent negative emotions, and gradually let go. On the road built by ghosts.
In this way, the most direct benefit, in addition to being stronger, is to be able to get in close contact with Qin Lang and not get evil energy into the body at every turn.
The Yang family's side branch is mainly responsible for filling the Yang family's property power, and is involved in various industries. Those who are closer to the main family are responsible for the antique jade group. Yang Yan and his family belonged to the periphery, and they were in charge of catering.
This hot pot restaurant is their home, and the environment and taste are first-class.
Yang Yan's reservation was early, before the meal, at 3:30 in the afternoon, he planned to eat for more than an hour. When it was close to 5:00, there were not many people in the store, and Qin Lang, who was afraid of the crowd, would feel more at ease.
Of course Qin Lang was happy with such an arrangement, and secretly lamented that it was not unreasonable for the original owner to like Yangyan, just a warm-hearted little angel.
"This is..." When the private rooms were opened, Zhang Ping, who was sitting in it, was the first time he saw such an astonishing beauty like Lu Yuan. When he asked Qin Lang, his expression was a little dull.
"His name is Lu Yuan... he is... my senior brother." Qin Lang pinched his cuff, his expression a little nervous, after all, he rarely lies.
Yang Yan found Qin Lang's little move, but he didn't break it. He coughed and asked Zhang Ping to put away his stupid appearance, handed the menu to Qin Lang, and said to Lu Yuan, "Hello, Brother Lu, my name is Yang Yan, and his name is Yang Yan. Zhang Ping is Qin Lang's classmate."
"Well." Lu Yuan looked at Yang Yan, frowned, and sat beside Qin Lang.
Yang Yan, who didn't know that his body of pure yang aroused Lu Yuan's disgust, sat down bewildered. This senior senior brother doesn't seem to like him very much? He touched his face, there seemed to be nothing dirty on his face.
The dull Zhang Ping didn't see it, but asked enthusiastically, "Then Senior Brother Lu can also tell fortunes and draw talismans?"
"No, it will only kill ghosts." Lu Yuan took the tea that Qin Lang poured for him, the good tea, the fragrance made his unhappy expression softened when he came in.
"Brilliant!" Zhang Ping immediately saluted, his small eyes sparkling.
Yang Yan also respected Qin Lang, the cold senior brother. Even if they were from their own families, the main thing was Feng Shui. The risk of catching ghosts and destroying evil spirits is high, and only if someone has enough sincerity and begged the door in person, no one will pay attention.
In the private room, it seemed that Lu Yuan came to eat hot pot for the first time, and he still had long hair. Yang Yan and Zhang Ping guessed that this senior senior brother might have just come down the mountain. But he is much more temperamental than those Taoist priests with long hair who are ostentatious, a little cold, a little arrogant, and a little bit different from this world.
The aroma of hot pot is overflowing. Qin Lang adjusted the dish and handed it to Lu Yuan first. After the dish was cooked, he would also put it to Lu Yuan first. Once or twice is nothing, after all, it is Senior Brother Qin Lang. But Lu Yuanda had never used public chopsticks to fish the hot pot by himself, and Qin Lang gave him every bite. Qin Lang gave him the food while explaining what it was, and asked him what he liked and what he didn't like.
Qin Lang, who had been busy working for Lu Yuan, made Yang Yan think that he had seen the little eunuch who worked hard for the emperor in ancient times. Yang Yan, who had guessed the real relationship between the two, was overjoyed with his brain, while Zhang Ping, who was nervous, sighed repeatedly: "Qin Lang, you have a really good relationship with your brother."
"Also… "
"Well, I can only eat what he gave me." Before Qin Lang could finish speaking, Lu Yuan responded.
Zhang Ping glanced strangely between Qin Lang and Lu Yuan, poked Yang Yan's ribs, and whispered, "Hey, Lao Yang, do you think Brother Lu's words sound weird?"
"Heh." Yang Yan returned his buddy's "are you an idiot" everyday look, so obviously he couldn't see it