The movie world has a beautiful ghost

The people on the stage breathed a sigh of relief when they saw the two people below the stage turn around and leave.

However, the two of them suddenly stopped and started mumbling something to the air, which gave me a bad feeling.

The actor reached out and took out two pomelo leaves from his arms. He rubbed them on his eyes while turning around. When he looked again, he said to himself: It is true.

Originally, he had no intention of opening his third eye. After all, anyone would feel scared when seeing so many ghosts.

Seeing two living people being bewitched by ghosts, he couldn't just ignore it. Just when he was thinking about how to rescue the two people, he saw someone in the distance.

I didn’t see it just now because it was dark under the lamp. Now that I have opened my third eye, I can not only see ghosts, but my vision has also become much clearer.

He saw one of them making a gesture towards him. He recognized the gesture, which was the Taoist bow. He felt relieved immediately, knowing that it was a fellow Taoist.

The two people under the stage were obviously in cahoots with them, so he felt relieved and stopped caring about them, concentrating on singing the opera.

Zhang Haoran was paying attention to everything on the scene. His eyesight was excellent. It was no exaggeration to say that he could see every detail of the people on the stage from such a long distance.

"Master, could it be that you have a biological brother who has been lost for many years?" Zhang Haoran looked at the outline of the actor. Although he was in costume, he could still see clearly that the man looked exactly like Uncle Jiu, but he was obviously older than Uncle Jiu.

Uncle Jiu was very confused when he heard this. He didn't understand why Zhang Haoran asked this, but he still said: "Impossible, I am the only son in the family and I don't have any brothers or sisters."

After hearing this, Zhang Haoran understood that although these two people were both played by Uncle Ying, they were two separate individuals and had nothing to do with each other.

Just now he thought of the person on the stage, who was the character in another work played by Uncle Ying.

In the plot, there is a little devil who comes to make trouble in the opera troupe.

Uncle Ying, who plays the troupe leader, sees something and finally decides to play the role of Bao Gong to lure the little devil out.

After the little ghost was led out, he explained his life story. The boss felt sorry for him and decided to dig up his body and bury it properly.

However, they accidentally dug out the skeleton of an evil ghost, which led to a dispute and finally the evil ghost was eliminated.

But looking at the current situation, the place where the incident happened obviously did not happen here, otherwise it would have been discovered and eliminated by Uncle Jiu long ago.

After that, I can pay attention to it myself.

At this moment, Qiu Sheng and Wencai were surrounding the female ghost on the left and right, watching the show enthusiastically and flirting with her passionately.

You can tell from the fact that their eyes never leave the female ghost that their minds are not on the stage at all.

The two of them and the ghost chatted and laughed, and soon became familiar with each other. They also learned the name of the female ghost.

"Xiao Li, I'm very happy to meet you today. Can I invite you out to play in the future?" Qiu Sheng was obviously attracted to her, and his eyes were full of infatuation.

Wencai was unwilling to be left behind: "Yes, Xiaoli, you see how happy the three of us are chatting. Are we good friends from now on? Good friends should hang out together."

"Friend...?" The female ghost Xiaoli muttered these two words with a slightly lost look on her face.

After hundreds of years of loneliness, I was really happy to meet the two of them today and chat with them. I also hope to be with them more often.

However, the ghost girl didn't seem to have bad intentions, and revealed her identity: "I also want to chat with you guys often, but I'm a ghost, aren't you afraid?"

Qiu Shengwen was stunned for a moment, but his mind had already lost control, and he was bewitched by her beauty: "What can a ghost do? We have seen them before. Who says that ghosts cannot make friends?"

"Yes, Xiaoli, we don't care whether you are a human or a ghost."

Xiaoli was actually moved when she heard this.

He glanced at the ghost messengers around him and said, "Thank you for not disliking me, but after tonight I'm afraid we won't meet again."

"Ah? Why?" Qiu Sheng asked anxiously.

"Today is July 15th. I can only come out once a year on this day. If I haven't been reincarnated, maybe we can meet again next year?" Xiaoli said a little disappointed.

"Doesn't that mean we can only see you once every other year?" Qiu Sheng was obviously reluctant.

"Then is there any way that you don't have to go back?" Wencai said.

"Yes, there are, unless you can escape their eyes." Xiaoli finally led the two to the main topic, tapped their eyebrows lightly, and pointed at the ghost officials around them and said.

The two of them then saw the ghost officials around them, but they could not see the group of ghosts. Xiaoli did this on purpose, for fear that she would scare the two of them away and then have no way to escape.

"Hehe, this is easy, just wait!" Qiu Sheng and Wencai exchanged glances and understood each other's intentions.

Just as Zhang Haoran expected, the two idiots actually sneaked up to the ghost messenger with the talisman and stuck it directly on their foreheads when they were not prepared.

The ghost fell to the ground as if he had been electrocuted.

Upon seeing this, Uncle Jiu did not stop them, but just watched the two perform with a somewhat dark face.

Zhang Haoran knew that these two guys would inevitably be punished by Uncle Jiu when they returned.

As for those ghost messengers, he was not worried. The City God was always polite to him when he met him, let alone these little ghost messengers.

At worst, you can burn some more paper money to heal their wounded hearts.

Until the eight ghost officials were knocked down by the two men using the same method.

"Xiao Li, it's okay now. Come on, we'll take you away." Qiu Sheng Wencai ran back happily and said to the female ghost.

Xiaoli nodded happily, but did not run away in a hurry. Instead, she shouted: "Everyone run, the ghost messenger has disappeared!"

Hearing the sound, the ghosts who had been concentrating on watching the play on the stage looked around and then became confused.

"Xiao Li, what are you doing?" Qiu Sheng asked puzzledly.

Xiaoli smiled and removed their blindfolds.

Qiu Shengwencai immediately saw ghosts swarming around him. He was immediately startled. There were more than a dozen ghosts floating towards them with their fangs and claws bared, obviously wanting to harm them.

"Xiao Li, you..." Qiu Sheng realized that he had been deceived by Xiao Li. But now was not the time to think about these issues. They had to run away. There were so many ghosts, and one person could scratch them to death.

"I'm sorry, I just wanted to take advantage of the chaos to escape. There was a Taoist priest over there who looked very powerful, so I did that to distract him." Xiaoli felt a little guilty.

Qiu Sheng knew that the person she was talking about was his master, and after hearing her words, his heart softened: "Okay, let's talk about it after we get out. Let's go quickly."

Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai originally wanted to call the master for help, but because of Xiao Li, they didn't want her to be discovered by the master, so they simply bypassed them and wanted to go out from another direction.