so cute

The ghost didn't care about the humans approaching behind it, it raised the canvas higher curiously, and Xu Sanyu caught a glimpse——

A naturally stretched calf resting on the side of the bed, slightly raised, toes slightly curled up, white and eye-catching...

Xu Sanyu's heart skipped a beat.

Give him [-] guts, and he doesn't dare to continue watching.

Right in the blink of an eye, Bai Yuhuai raised his hand, pulled down the sleeve of his shirt slightly, revealing a strong and powerful wrist, and the bracelet on his wrist spun rapidly, as if it was about to explode in the next moment.

He scooped it up in the void.

A vague figure finally appeared.

From head to toe, there is no transparent place.

It was a man in his thirties with half of his head missing.Uh no, more than that.Xu Sanyu's heart trembled, and he almost didn't dare to look at it, but people are so strange, the more frightened they are, the more unable to move their eyes away, and instead they almost compulsively looked at it carefully.

It has three heads.

The other two are an old lady and a little girl.

Their faces were ferocious, and their bodies were dripping with blood.

Bai Yuhuai grabbed one of its necks and lifted it up.

"It looks familiar." Jing Jiujiu murmured.

Don't look familiar.

This is fucking disgusting and scary.

Xu Sanyu almost threw up.

But before he could vomit, that figure was crushed by Bai Yuhuai.

Its neck was broken, and its body seemed to be unable to bear some kind of force. It exploded with a bang, and the flesh and blood splashed around, almost rushing towards the face. Xu Sanyu was so frightened that he quickly closed his eyes.

Wait until you open your eyes.

The canvas has fallen back down again, covering the contents of the painting tightly.

But the surrounding area was still clean, without any trace of flesh and blood, as if it was just an illusion.

young master...

Oh, the young master is already hiding in Brother Bai's arms.

"It's okay." Bai Yuhuai lowered his head and whispered.

Jing Jiujiu wrinkled his nose, and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

Xu Sanyu looked down at himself alone.

There's no place to hide even from a ghost.

we are different...

Only then did Jing Jiujiu slowly come out of Bai Yuhuai's arms, and asked in a low voice, "Do you think it looks like that weird ghost that was drawn from that Taoist priest last time?"

Bai Yuhuai: "Yes."

"It shouldn't be one of the owners of this building. How did it get in? Because it's powerful?" Jing Jiujiu asked again.

Bai Yuhuai: "Yes. The other things in this building can't stop it at all, or they may not plan to stop it at all. Point at us and kill each other first."

Jingjiu:?

Jing Jiujiu: "Quite smart."

It's not smart, it's called knowing the times.

Just like when Bai Yuhuai went to get the drawing board, those things all shrank.

"As for why this thing came in here..." He paused before saying, "Maybe it's because you're here."

"I'm here?" Jing Jiujiu was startled.

"The city is a signpost..."

"Me too." Jing Jiujiu answered.

"Ah."

It looks like a ghost but not a ghost, looks like a god but not a god, and has a chaotic plastic body.

Jingjiu wine has become an existence that is extremely attractive to all kinds of things.

Xu Sanyu began to fail to understand their conversation again.

And Jing Jiujiu was still whispering to Bai Yuhuai: "Then next time, do you want to keep a ghost and ask me?"

Bai Yuhuai: "I will try my best."

If there are no ghosts coming up, the painting of Jingjiujiu will be lifted.

Xu Sanyu rubbed his cheeks until his flesh hurt a little, only then did he feel a trace of truth.He tremblingly said: "I don't know how Director Gong is doing now?"

"They're fine, they've seen this kind of scene countless times." Bai Yuhuai said flatly, "People who are about to die have yin and yang connections."

Xu Sanyu couldn't help scolding: "Then why don't you remind us?"

"Why did he beg someone to entrust you to come to you? It should be because of connections, and he heard a little bit of wind."

"What wind?" Xu Sanyu was stunned.

"Brother Bai knows something about metaphysics." Jing Jiujiu added.

Xu Sanyu said in his heart, is that called understanding?

Xu Sanyu: "...otherwise I have to tear up the crew!"

As Xu Sanyu said, he turned around and went upstairs.

There was still the sound of jumping from the building outside.

Xu Sanyu came to the second floor and pushed open the door where the scene was filmed. There was dim light inside, and the actors were still walking around under the camera.

Business as usual.

Xu Sanyu stepped forward quickly.

The rest of the people looked over almost immediately, and they stared closely behind Xu Sanyu.

"Have Mr. Bai rested?" Director Gong asked.

At this time, the sky was just getting dark outside, and the morning light was faint.

Xu Sanyu clapped one hand on the machine responsible for tuning and radio: "...Why don't you turn on the radio? Are you afraid that bad sound will be recorded?"

"Actually, it might be more realistic to record like this." He said coldly.

Director Gong remained silent.

But the man behind him smiled and said: "It's just a line, so I didn't speak. Mr. Xu, don't get excited... Did you see something? It doesn't matter. It's just the remaining consciousness of this place. It's not a real ghost."

Bai Yuhuai walked forward slowly: "When Director Gong died, sell this city to me."

Director Gong smiled now: "Okay, no problem." He didn't care about his death when others mentioned it.

Xu Sanyu choked, but couldn't say anything more.

Probably because he can only be a mediocre person, he can't understand why there are people in this world, and even life has become an insignificant thing in the face of obsession...

Director Gong regained his energy and said, "Let's change the script again..."

Xu Sanyu: "..." Crazy, crazy.

Turning her head to look at the screenwriter beside her, she also showed excitement, without the slightest pain of having to rework.

This crew is sick.

Xu Sanyu sat aside by himself, and began to regret whether he shouldn't have shown the script to Bai Yuhuai in the first place.

Jing Jiujiu sat in the corner and asked in a low voice, "What is that?"

He originally lowered his voice, but for some reason, everyone in the crew turned their heads and glanced at him.

Dao Gong's dim old eyes became a little brighter because of this.

Jing Jiujiu was mostly shown as a ghost on the set, except for Bai Yuhuai, no one could see him.until this moment.

Everyone looked at him and whispered a few words.

The young man in front of him was still so beautiful, but compared to when he first saw it, for some reason, it made people feel untouchable and unattainable.

Director Gong lowered his voice and said, "That's also a character in the script."

Jing Jiujiu felt a little strange.

Is that an actor?no.

It was a dummy, covered in layers of veils and wigs, sitting on a chair tangled in thorns.

Director Gong said in a low voice: "That is what Tianshi pursues in his heart, and it only exists in his fantasy... It is a god, and it is Tianshi's yearning and nostalgia for the past when ghosts and monsters were rampant, and gods and ghosts coexisted in the world. .”

Director Gong stared at Jing Jiujiu's appearance, and suddenly paused.

He said, "If it had a shape, it might be like you..."

Jing Jiujiu felt that his eyes were a little uncomfortable, so he turned his head slightly.Just then, the phone in his pocket rang.

Jing Jiujiu took it out and took a look.

Ah, not his.

That was Bai Yuhuai's cell phone ringing.

Xu Sanyu couldn't help but talk to him: "Young master, don't you think everyone is a little distracted?"

Jing Jiujiu: "Well, a little bit."

"Then why did Brother Bai still buy this film and television city? In fact, I think it's best for us to go directly..."

Jing Jiu paused: "Because I want it?"

Xu Sanyu: "..."

Oh, that's all right.So you want it.

Xu Sanyu numbly leaned against the back of the chair.

It’s different for this old man to fall in love. Others give diamonds and real estate certificates, and you give them a large haunted house. Why don’t you be afraid of mountains of swords and seas of fire?

Jing Jiujiu: "Hush."

He picked up the phone.

At this time, the screenwriter and Bai Yuhuai were exchanging new plots, and as they talked, she turned around and took another sneaky look at Jing Jiujiu.

Xu Sanyu couldn't help but want to talk to Jing Jiujiu, but when he turned his head, he found that he was talking to the other end of the phone, so Xu Sanyu had no choice but to hold back everything.

"Your friend? Is Mr. Bai busy?" Master Ting Yi's voice came from the other end.

Jing Jiujiu nodded in response: "Yes." He asked, "Have you returned to Beijing? Yin Mo said before, do you need to contact us?"

"Yes." Master Tingyi said, "I went to Fencheng. Do you know Fencheng?"

Of course Jing Jiujiu didn't know about it.

Master Tingyi probably also understood, so without waiting for his reply, he immediately went on to say: "It is recorded in "Zhuangzi Xiaoyaoyou" that there are gods and men living in the mountain of Miaogushe... Therefore, Gushe mountain is called fairy mountain. It is a place where it is said that immortals live. There is such a place in Fencheng, which is suspected to be Gushe Mountain. I found something there. It is an "oracle" left by an immortal named Zhuowu, carved on the bones Above... he recorded in detail how he rebuilt the Nine Heavens after his own death and Dao disappeared, and led the process of returning all the gods and Buddhas in the sky..."

turbidity.

It sounds familiar.

Oh.

Jing Jiujiu thought about it, isn't that the old lady of Guiyunmen, who once mentioned that the first one belongs to the ancestor of Yunmen?Bai Yuhuai's past life?Even the Taoist priest would be horrified and worshiped when he heard it.

It was about equal to Bai Yuhuai.

"I'm not sure about this, it's best to come back." Master Ting Yi said, paused, and said: "People from Guiyunmen, let me tell you again. Daoist Qu Yi's accomplices haven't caught yet, But a person who called himself Lin Zhi said he was helping to find it."

When Master Ting Yi said this, someone seemed to have taken the phone away.

The voice of the old lady came from the other end: "Teacher's wife." She called out respectfully.

"The formation method cannot refine all the evil gods. We have already taken pictures and sent them to the master's mobile phone. Please come back and deal with the remaining matters."

"Let me take a look." Jing Jiujiu took down the phone and began to flip through the WeChat page and inbox.

As he turned, his mind was full of thoughts.

Ah, I can also help Bai Yuhuai with his affairs.

I'm great!

Thoughts were flying around, and when Jing Jiujiu found a photo with the quality of a landline from the multimedia message, he stopped for a moment.

In the photo, the evil god of the castle is sitting there.

It has never been able to see its face clearly, and finally fully revealed its face.

Its face is not ugly, on the contrary, it is extremely handsome——

Eyes shooting cold stars, eyebrows like ink strokes, not like ordinary people.

It wears layers of wide-sleeved, long-sleeved robes with fluttering sleeves that seem to be from ancient times.

The corners of its mouth were raised obliquely, and its smile was arrogant and arrogant.

It looked exactly like Bai Yuhuai.