so cute

Yan Mo squeezed out a voice with difficulty: "I...wouldn't...say..."

It obviously took a lot of effort for him to be able to speak such a few decent Mandarin words. If someone is stupid, he may only be able to say one word at most: "Eat."

Jing Jiujiu: "..."

Ah this.

Bai Yuhuai stood up: "I'll go."

Yan Mo's eyes flickered at him, but there was still no expression on his snow-white face.Jing Jiujiu couldn't help asking him softly: "Can you laugh?"

Jian Suifan:? ? ?

I was caught!

Why are you still talking!

The others breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this young master really should not be underestimated, they are not afraid of such a scene!Looking at him, they felt a lot more at ease for a while!Even in a trance, the absurd idea that these monsters and ghosts can also negotiate.

Jian Suifan is stupid.

You guys just look at me!

Why are you all relieved?

This Yan Mo also seemed to be stunned for a second.

"……Won't."

It's too awful.

Worse than being a ghost.

Can't even make facial expressions.

I'm a ghost, so at least I can put on a hideous expression.Jing Jiu said in his heart.

Yan Mo stood there tall, as if he was at a loss for a moment, he looked down at Jing Jiujiu's appearance, raised his other hand, and poked Jing Jiujiu's face...

Jing Jiujiu couldn't eat ghosts in front of so many people, so he hurriedly backed away.

Yan Mo looked at his hand, but didn't touch anything.

He asked again, the same thing he asked Bai Yuhuai before: "You are... what?"

Everyone didn't think of Jing Jiujiu in an inhuman direction at all, they just stared out the window stupidly.

Oh wow.

He dared to poke the boy's face, but Bai Ge turned around, his face turned green.

Regardless of whether he is a ghost or a ghost messenger, there won't be a fight in a while, right?

"What are you?" Jing Jiujiu asked back.

Yan Mo didn't answer, but he seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and then slowly left Jian Suifan.

With his height, when Jane Suifan fell, she felt her butt was blue.But the roar full of anger was blocked in his throat.Jian Suifan didn't dare to scold, and couldn't beat him again and again, so he had to bear it by himself.

This is simply his darkest day!

Jing Jiujiu pursed her lower lip, vaguely guessing what Yan Mo was thinking.

He used to be the king of the nether world, but now it is so difficult to even collect an offering...

Jing Jiujiu pointed to an open space beside the campfire: "Do you want to sit?"

Yan Mo:?

If he could make an expression, he would probably be dazed right now.

No one, not even ghosts, has ever invited Yama to sit down in their mansion.

Yan Mo paused for a while, then sat down slowly.

Jing Jiujiu: "Oh, your body proportions are quite normal. It's just an enlarged version of ordinary people."

Yan Mo:?

other people:?

Why, did you invite him to sit down just to see how his legs grow under the clothes wrapped around him?

At this time, there was a loud bang.

The factory gate was knocked open by the old man's staggering steps, and he shouted: "No, no..." But he got up again and walked towards Yanmo.

Bai Yuhuai first looked at Jing Jiujiu: "That's the question." Then he looked at Yan Mo, his expression became cold all of a sudden: "This person, I'll give it to you."

Yan Mo opened his mouth, and it took him a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "He, don't eat...old..."

Are you a picky eater?

Everyone shrinks back.

We are young, don't you want to eat us?

Yan Mo turned his head, and finally his eyes fell on Jing Jiujiu.

Bai Yuhuai was standing behind him.

Yan Mo's sitting figure is like a mountain, while Bai Yuhuai is like a giant beast that can move mountains and swallow the sun. His eyes are cold, and he is not polite at all: "You are only worthy of eating him."

The atmosphere was tense for a while, and the rest couldn't help trembling slightly.

The old man was still approaching Yan Mo, and shouted at the top of his voice inappropriately: "Why me? I have been guarding here for many years! More people have run away...Why me?"

The old man looked at Yan Mo's tall figure, and his eyeballs protruded in horror: "The offering you are looking for is not me, not me! You have found it a long time ago! It is right under your feet!"

"Fuck." The photographer couldn't help but swear, "This guy really has no bottom line."

The old man didn't care so much, he just repeated the last sentence hoarsely.

Then he watched Yanmo lower his head, and picked up... a piece of firewood from the ground.

Old man:?

Yin Mo: "It's similar to Ding Hanbing's single-line thinking, thinking that the feet are really the feet."

Ding Hanbing:? ? ?

Yan Mo grabbed the firewood and slowly turned his head: "You are... fooling... the gods."

When his words fell, the earth shook and the mountains shook.

The whining sound came from the mouth of the white figure that surrounded the factory. The sound was long and cold, as if it came from the ancient ghost.

"You make a wish, the most precious thing..."

"I took... eyes. But they are, fake."

As he talked more, Yan Mo's voice gradually became smoother.

"I'll take... your residence. But it's, fake."

"I took the leg, it's fake."

"What is... really, your most, precious, thing?"

"You... this person?"

"No, no! It's the mountain, it's the land, it's here... here!" the old man shouted in horror.

Jing Jiujiu said softly: "No. It used to be your most precious thing, but it's not anymore. So it's not it either."

Yan Mo responded slowly: "Yes."

The old man was dumbfounded.

"It's you. Your most precious thing is you." Yan Mo picked him up and hung him high on the factory gate.

It turned out that he still didn't want to eat a bite, but just wanted to dry him alive.

The shaking of the earth gradually stopped.

The black shadow seems to be dispelling.

Jing Jiujiu was stunned for a moment, then suddenly bent down, and gently stroked the ground.

The ground was still shaking.

But slowly, slowly, it evened out.

Yan Mo stood there, also motionless.

Jing Jiujiu asked him, "Are you full?"

"No."

Jing Jiujiu felt that he looked too miserable.

So he picked up two clay puppets from the side, filled with little ghosts.He asked Yan Mo: "Do you want to say something?"

Yan Mo looked at him fixedly.

Bai Yuhuai's heart was so sore that he could make a bucket of sauerkraut, but he couldn't stop Jingjiu with a sound.

This is the first person who offered offerings to him without making a wish, no, a ghost.

Yan Mo lowered his eyes, took the clay puppet, and took a sip.

Jingjiu:? ? ?

Jing Jiujiu: "Why are you using so much force? Didn't you agree to only take one sip? You're full after every sip! Why do you take one sip? It's all gone... spit it out and give it back to me!"

Yan Mo was stunned, so he had no choice but to spit it out again.

"..." Everyone raised their hands and wiped their faces.

fuck.

I am dead.

Isn't it a ghost?Didn't you see people talking and laughing with ghosts and feeding them happily?It's okay. It's okay.

Bai Yuhuai raised his eyebrows lightly, and fireworks were set off in his heart.

Be disgusted.

Ancient things should stay in the ancient land, why come out to poke Jing Jiujiu's face?

Jing Jiujiu: "Wait until I go down the mountain to burn paper money and offer incense for you."

Downhill?

Yan Mo: "Yes."

Bai Yuhuai's eyes flashed.

I am not sour.

I am not sour.

...Why can't I eat Gongxiang?

"Okay, you can go now. You also got the offering." Jing Jiujiu said.

Yan Mo always felt like he had done nothing for nothing.

But thinking about it carefully, it seems that I can't figure out what's wrong.The offerings were too old and ugly, and he didn't want them himself.

There were no traces on his bland face.

So in the end, according to Jing Jiujiu's words, he turned around slowly and left.

"Is this the end?" the photographer asked in a trance.

Jing Jiujiu: "Well, it's over." "If it's not over..."

What should the photographer do if he can't finish talking?

Jing Jiujiu dragged out a small backpack from the tent, unzipped it, and took out two statues from it.

The two statues are inseparably entangled by red threads.

If you look closely, you will find a little crack on them.It was caused by attacking each other with divine power.Whenever the evil god of the ancient castle was about to recover, he would be beaten by the opponent. He was so annoyed that he had no choice but to press the opponent and beat him again.

After this fight, he returned to his happy hometown and had to renew his divine power.

One fight after another was over.

Neither side knew how much luck and power of faith had been sucked away from their disciples Jing Tinghua and Guan Yan.

Jing Jiujiu stroked the cracks on their bodies, his expression remained unchanged, and said, "If it's not finished, I'll have to tie him up too!"

The rest: ? ? ?

The photographer said with difficulty: "Are you... a four-faced Buddha statue?"

Can this thing be tied like this?

Jing Jiujiu said casually, "They are all statues of evil gods, they are not good things."

Ji Meng stepped back in shock: "...how did I see that it seemed to move?"

Jing Jiujiu: "Really?"

He wound the threads on them a little tighter, and hung up all Master Ting Yi's amulets before stuffing them back into the bag.

Jian Suifan's world view has collapsed after today's day.

He stared at the bag in a daze: "I don't believe...how could there be evil gods?"

The reason why gods and Buddhas exist is that some believers first believed in their existence.

Where did it come from?

How dare you offend him like this!

Just as Jian Suifan finished speaking, a steel bar suddenly fell from above the dilapidated factory and hit him on the head.

Jian Suifan:!

Why is it always him who gets hurt? !

Others hurriedly screamed to help.

Jing Jiujiu: "..."

It's really... an evil god who bullies the weak and fears the strong!

When Jian Suifan hit it, he bled.

Fortunately, the sky gradually became brighter, and everyone quickly took him down the mountain, not daring to think about ghosts or puppets...

And when they just walked out of the mine, they rushed to the small town.

"boom--"

The whole mountain collapsed.

Even the ground under his feet showed signs of cracking.

They hurriedly found the program group, got in the car, and let the few remaining people in the town follow.

Their car gradually drove away.

The crack in the ground quickly spread to the small town. Half of the houses in the small town collapsed, but the other half remained intact. The smoke and dust flew like a tall human figure, slowly dispersed between the sky and the earth...

Jing Jiujiu glanced back, and then turned to look at Bai Yuhuai.

Bai Yuhuai's heart beat faster when he watched him, so he pursed his lips and asked, "What's wrong?"

Jing Jiujiu whispered: "If I wait another seven years in the castle, two seven years, three seven years... I will be worse than it."

Bai Yuhuai's heartbeat stopped suddenly, as if his heart was suddenly tightened by a pair of hands.

Bai Yuhuai said coldly: "No. There is no such if."

Jing Jiujiu's eyes brightened slightly, he stared at Bai Yuhuai and said, "Yes, so it's great to have Bai Yuhuai..."

He was sincere, and every word of praise went straight to Bai Yuhuai's heart.

Bai Yuhuai's eyes flickered: "Bai Yuhuai?"

Jing Jiujiu immediately changed his words politely: "Brother Bai, brother Bai."

In the minibus, everyone was out of their minds, but for a while, no one noticed the murmurs.

Jing Jiujiu untied his backpack, ready to bend down and put it at his feet.

a carry.

"Ok?"

Jing Jiu weighed the wine: "It has become heavy."

Bai Yuhuai frowned, took the backpack, and opened the zipper. On the two statues of evil gods, a red statue was pressed on one side, and a large black lacquered stone was pressed on the other.

Bai Yuhuai: "..."

Why do you like to follow Jing Jiujiu for everything?

Grass.

Bai Yuhuai opened the window expressionlessly, grabbed the red statue and threw it out first.

Jing Jiujiu only blinked, caught a glimpse of a color, and couldn't help asking: "What is that?"

Bai Yuhuai: "Plastic bag."

As soon as Bai Yuhuai finished speaking, Jing Jiujiu thought he heard a "boom".

"what sound?"

Bai Yuhuai looked down.

The statue came back again, and this time it stepped on the head of the evil god statue in the old castle.

Bai Yuhuai: "..."

never mind. "Look for yourself." Bai Yuhuai opened the mouth of his backpack.

Jing Jiujiu raised his head and was stunned.

"Is this the statue of Yan Mo?" His fingertips quickly swipe across and landed on the big rock: "This is... the mountain."

...This one is quite new.

Only then did Bai Yuhuai lower his head, and looked at the stone carefully: "This is the incarnation of that land and cliff."

It even landed in Jing Jiujiu's backpack.

Yan Mo accepted the old man as a sacrifice.

It is naturally free.

Bai Yuhuai frowned, but his heart was still a little sore.

Such a bunch of junk...

Jing Jiujiu put the schoolbag together and murmured: "The evil god must be so angry." Then he casually put it at his feet.

The evil god of the castle couldn't open his mouth.

But the m is already written in my heart.

How dare you step on my head! ! !

In the quiet town, the white figures stood there, lowered their heads and muttered, communicating in words that no one could understand.

Finally, they got into the dark hole in mid-air together again.

"Why did His Majesty leave?"

"He said there was a ghost who refused to make a wish, but wanted to offer incense to him. He was a good ghost."

"... Ziliu."

……

Jian Suifan was rushed to the hospital, and the others went to the doctor separately to continue saving the precarious world view.

The director repeatedly apologized to Bai Yuhuai.

Bai Yuhuai didn't care, and left with Jing Jiujiu, which made the director feel even more embarrassed, and turned his head to tell people that Bai Yingdi is too magnanimous and kind-hearted...

Xu Sanyu was also worried, so he hurriedly asked the driver to drive the car, go back to Bai Yuhuai's villa first, and rest for a few days before talking.

The car sped away.

Jian Suifan was still holding the window, looking down and muttering: "There really are ghosts."

"He is a god."

……

The little robot has been standing on the side of the road disguised as a charging post for nine hours.

Although it is small in size, some humans with good eyesight can still spot it.When it was walking on the road yesterday, it scared people away.

So today it had to wait until dark before acting.

The little robot waited with his eyes blank, and his face was about to be flooded with electric current.

[Intimidation progress bar 4——10%]

[Congratulations to you and your host, successfully terrorizing human xn, and capturing the powerful...]

The sound froze.

The little robot heard a long-lost voice suddenly, and its two round robot eyes lit up.

But why is it stuck?

What happened to my host?

half an hour.

[...and capture a powerful god x2, the reward is doubled]

There seemed to be such a hint of surprise in this voice.

[You are 33 kilometers away from your host...23 kilometers...11 kilometers...]

[... 5 kilometers. 】

The distance broadcast by the voice suddenly shortened rapidly.

In the end, it was fixed on a sound——

[Ghost King title dropped successfully]

【You are 0.5 kilometers away from your host】

[The title has been automatically worn, and the buff bonus for unimpeded communication with ghost creatures is obtained]

At the same moment, Jing Jiujiu also heard the cold mechanical voice abruptly, just like the tone of voice of the little robot when it just jumped down from the chandelier.

Jing Jiujiu: "Stop."

The little robot almost jumped three feet high.

Hastily!

Why is my host so powerful?

Without my guidance and help, he actually completed the task so quickly?Could it be that when I was in the old castle, I was actually the one who was holding back?

While doubting himself, the little robot was moved to tears.

It's just that the robot doesn't have tears, it only has a scrambled signal flow all over its face.

And at this time, under everyone's puzzled eyes, Jing Jiujiu approached a place where bicycles were placed, bent down, and picked up the little robot.

Little robots have never been so moving!

My host!He works hard!Still looking for me!Finally, after climbing mountains and wading through thousands of kilometers, he found me!I never want to switch hosts again!

[The tacit understanding between the system and the host has reached 100%, and new functions will be opened soon]

The cold voice suddenly sounded again.

Jingjiu:? ? ?

What am I doing?I did nothing.

……

Jing Tinghua on the other end also quickly received the call.

"Bai Yuhuai has returned to Beijing, and there is indeed Young Master Jing by his side."

Jing Tinghua's eyes were cold after listening to the report.

At this time, a middle-aged man next to him turned around slowly, and he said: "I never thought Master Ting Yi would be so difficult to invite. It was the first time he was so busy that he didn't even give me face."

Jing Tinghua's expression softened, and he said, "Dao fell in love with Master Shuwu."

The middle-aged man smiled and accepted the compliment.

He said: "Bai Yuhuai is a strange person, he seems to have some connection with the metaphysics circle. Of course, a little connection is even better. In this way, the matter of him raising little ghosts will attract the whole circle to attack.

"Nowadays is a society ruled by law. No one can break into famous houses at will. What's more, Bai Yuhuai is a famous and famous star in the country. There are countless bodyguards guarding his villa. So... it is best to get him and Jing The young master brought them out together."

Jing Tinghua said indifferently: "It's easy. He will go out if he wants to be notified."

"Oh, that's true. Professional characteristics are doomed. Then it will be more convenient for us."

The middle-aged man paused, and the smile on his face became wider: "I have sent a letter, in the name of academic exchange, to invite all the sects and masters in the metaphysics circle to gather in Beijing. You can rest assured."

Jing Tinghua responded with "Yes", but he didn't really feel relieved.

He looked down at his legs.

Yesterday, he had just had another car accident, and was almost paralyzed by the hit.How can I tell him to rest assured?

If he hadn't experienced such a threat when he was a child, he might have gone crazy now.

"Oh, that's right." The middle-aged man looked at his face and said: "The Master Zhou you mentioned, there is no such person in the circle, he should be a liar. I will catch him..."

……

After returning to the villa, Jingjiujiu first put Yanmo's portrait away, and then actually lit tribute incense for him.

Smelling and smelling, Jing Jiujiu couldn't help but smack his lips: "It's a bit fragrant."

Bai Yuhuai paused when he heard the sound: "...the monk from Lingyang Mountain has made a statue for you?"

Jing Jiujiu: "Huh?"

"Ordinary little ghosts are not worthy of tribute incense, and naturally they can't smell it."

Jing Jiujiu: "Oh."

After thinking about it, he took out the two statues of evil gods from his backpack and placed them on the opposite side of Yan Mo.

I can only watch Yan Mo receive the incense.

Although the two statues of evil gods still couldn't communicate, they could tell that it was Gong Xiang!

The boy is making an offering to the idol!

But let them watch!

They were both angry with each other, adding fuel to their anger, and fought each other again.

Feeling the subtle fluctuations in the air, Bai Yuhuai couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly.

The kindness and innocence of teenagers is natural.

But sometimes, his bad intentions seem to be natural.

But being bad is also cutely bad.

Bai Yuhuai stepped forward and took away the little robot from Jing Jiujiu's hand: "Stop playing."

Jing Jiujiu immediately understood: "Is it playing games?" "Let's go!"

Little Robot: ?

He has just been picked up, and he hasn't had time to feel the warmth of the host for a few more minutes!

Jing Jiujiu went upstairs happily, played games with Bai Yuhuai for a while, and thought about how to appease Bai Yuhuai's dedicated heart.

I messed up this time, and the program couldn’t be recorded, so I should have lost a lot of advertising fees, right?

He has money.

But he heard from Xu Sanyu that in Brother Bai's career, things rarely went wrong.Does he feel disappointed and low?

Jing Jiujiu thought for a while, then quietly went to the toilet, took out his phone and sent a message to Tao Yinghou.

[If your friend suffered a setback in his career, how would you comfort him? 】

Empress Tao Ying:?

what if my friend?

Who is this referring to?Brother Bai?No way?Brother Bai can still suffer a setback in his career?

Tao Yinghou offered some advice in a daze, but when he calmed down, he remembered another thing.

[I have a road show tomorrow, and I'm in Beijing, do you want to come and play? 】

After listening to Jing Jiujiu, he was very moved because Tao He gave him many suggestions, so he thought about it and said: [OK]

[Do you want to invite your ex-husband to come with you? 】

Tao He was taken aback, and typed: [No invitation is required, the dog man will come too.Oh, I didn't mean you and Bai Yingdi...]

Jingjiu:?

Why were Bai Yuhuai and I implicated?

Tao He: [My ex-husband's lover really likes to watch me work hard after my divorce, and go on road shows and promotions... But every time they come, they make me popular and send me on the trending searches, The effect is quite good...]

Tao He: [Stop talking, go and try to see if the suggestion is useful]

Jing Jiujiu closed the dialog box after confirming that it was ok.

……

This recording was screwed up.

But Jian Suifan didn't complain at all. When the show tentatively asked if it was necessary to reshoot, this time it would be good to just choose a haunted house scene...

Jian Suifan readily agreed.

The program team also breathed a sigh of relief, and then hurriedly sent a lot of things.

Some people want to ask him what happened to him this time.

Jane Suifan's complexion turned pale, and at last she could only murmur: "...I saw God."

"?"

Jian Suifan was more determined than ever.

The young man next to Bai Yuhuai, as the old man said, is a god, that's right!

He can terrorize the earth, chat with ghost messengers, bind evil gods, and I was revenged because I didn't believe it... I believe it!Really, that's right!He is God!

The author has something to say: Jiujiu's first believer turned out to be him! 【Bushi