Yin Yang Baozi Shop

After discussing with several guests, they decided to come forward to have a look.

Mu Ziyi, who made friends carelessly, could only be dragged by Li Songzi, approaching the stairs.

Several people carefully stopped two or three meters away from the stairs, and then one of the more courageous guests said in a trembling voice: "Old man, you, what are you doing here?"

After seeing it at a close distance, it becomes more and more obvious that the person in front of them actually exists, and it is not a projection!At this point, the cameraman also bravely took a sneak shot from the side.

Netizens who saw this scene suddenly got goosebumps, not only because the old man in the picture captured by the camera did not have any legs, but also because...

The old man looked slightly sideways at the camera.His complexion was pale, his eyes had no pupils, and there was a suspected "kind" smile on his wrinkled face, his lips were wide open.And under that weird and terrifying face, the bloodstains on the neck were looming.

One of the few small windows on the live broadcast platform already had a black screen.Because the cameraman who captured the profile of the old man was frightened, his hands shook, and the camera fell to the ground.

[Ghost, ghost, ghost! ! ]

[You really have ghosts! ]

[I'm going, a real ghost finally appeared on the supernatural live broadcast platform hahahahaha]

[Lifetime Series 666]

[It's scary, but why do I feel so excited hhh]

[Nimma, I just want to come up to take a look at the anchor and then sleep and have a good dream, why did I see this damn thing when I came up! ! ! ]

[Oh my god, I can only sleep with my sister tonight...]

[My God, little brothers, stop exploring and run!That's a real ghost! ]

[What are you running, have you guys forgotten the title of this show?Supernatural, adventure!Cowardly when encountering a supernatural event, and running away when seeing a ghost, is it plausible? ! ]

[proceed if you can!I don't care, brother Yu, run! ]

[Anchor anchor...]

[Li Songzi, you idiot, you usually run so fast, why don’t you run now? Stupid! ]

……

The current guests and staff have no idea that at this moment, the fans on the live broadcast platform have become two camps, arguing for their safety.All they know is that they are in big trouble!

I saw the old man who had been silent until now, after hearing their questioning, he turned his head slowly.

That terrible honor directly made Li Songzi and Brother Yu scream again.

The old man grinned and said with a kind smile: "Everyone, come with me... My master, please."

His voice was hoarse, but with a strange ethereal feeling.As the lips opened and closed, one could faintly see the blood stained inside the lips.

After saying this, the old man lifted his clothes and walked upstairs slowly.It was obvious that he had no feet, and the area below his knees was empty, but he still seemed to have feet, and his shoulders even went up and down when he climbed the stairs.

Several guests were panicked, so naturally no one dared to follow.Programs and reputation are important, but it doesn't matter if you have a life!This is a real ghost, or a ghost with a miserable face!

However, several people wanted to turn around and leave, but found that their bodies were out of control. They actually stepped on the stairs by themselves and followed that ghost to go upstairs!Even the individual staff of the cameraman before, there is no exception.

Several people were so frightened that they were about to cry, and they blurted out all kinds of words in panic.

"Wuuuu, Mr. Ghost, let me go..."

"Did the director call the police? It's so scary...I can't even control my body..."

"Mom, I want to go home..."

"I will never participate in this show again, oh..."

"Can you afford the liquidated damages? Don't participate! Let's hurry up and tell your last words! Na, I have to admit to you that I hid money from my house. I have a new card, which is pasted under the bed board. The password is..."

"Wife, wife, take good care of our daughter and tell her that Daddy loves her..."

…………

Mu Ziyi covered his ears with a headache, and wanted to kick this group of crying and noisy people down one by one.However, Li Songzi was also one of the people whose body was out of control, holding his cat with one hand and holding him tightly with the other.Mu Ziyi struggled a few times, but couldn't break free.

"Ziyi, are you reliable! It's really hard to feel out of control, why don't you help me first..." Li Songzi whispered.Among these people, he was the only one who seemed less flustered because he had an old friend by his side and a cat in his arms.

Mu Ziyi patted his hand and said softly: "It's okay, this ghost is actually not that powerful. You see, he still maintains the appearance of when he died, and he can't even pretend. It can be seen that the way is still not at home, and he can't control it. How long are you all?"

"You finally admit that it's a ghost...but big brother, what kind of powerful ghost is it?"

Mu Ziyi gave him the scientific score in a low voice: "The more powerful ghosts can pretend to be human. They have feet and can pretend to be alive. It's normal at first glance. But that's just In camouflage, if you want to get close to ghosts, you will still feel cold, and they still have no ghosts or shadows."

"Like this, it's just that you can't practice at home. Don't look at him as if he can control you, but in fact it's only because you are close to him. Otherwise, why would he wait here for so long, he has to come when you are close to him Control you to go upstairs. I estimate that within 10 minutes at most, he will die." What Mu Ziyi didn't say was that the ghost could actually control them easily, and it couldn't get rid of the panic and fear in their hearts.

People whose minds are not firm enough and whose fate is not strong enough are often easily captured by ghosts.

Li Songzi half understood: "Then he has more food than those ghosts on TV."

Mu Ziyi nodded, indeed.

The two asked and answered in a low voice, but they didn't know that their conversation had been recorded by the microphone.It's just that at this time, no matter whether it's the audience on the scene or on the platform, they are not paying attention to the two of them, and the voice is low, so they have not been noticed for the time being.

Under the control of the ghost, it took several minutes for the group to reach the upstairs.The ghost walked "walking slowly" in the corridor, and stood still in front of a room at the end.

He opened the door and made a "please" gesture sideways.

Everyone except Mu Ziyi entered the house one by one uncontrollably, and stood near the window.

Mu Ziyi and Li Songzi were last, and the door closed with a "bang" as soon as they entered.

At the same time, brother Yu, the youngest among the guests, cried, "I, I can move now."

The others moved quickly and found that their bodies had regained their freedom.But no one felt happy at this time, and they didn't even feel much less frightened.because……

This room was the weirdest empty room they had seen before.There was only a wooden table in the room, and on the table was an urn nailed by a tree branch that had entered through the broken window.There are also incense tables that have been swept down on the ground, as well as incense ashes scattered all over the ground.

They didn't feel anything before, but now the door of the room was closed, and the ghost was right in front of them, how could they not know that this room was wrong!

The ghost slowly floated in front of them, swept over everyone one by one with those pupilless eyes, and finally landed on Li Songzi.

He showed a "kind" smile, and said very politely: "Our master, please help him."

"He is in pain, please help him pull out the branches of the locust tree..."

As soon as the words fell, Li Songzi slowly walked out of the crowd, with a dazed expression, walking towards the urn.

Someone called his name and asked him to stop, but he didn't seem to hear it.Just like that, he hugged Muziyi's little fat cat, and slowly stood still in front of the jar.

Someone poked Mu Ziyi, it was the younger brother.He looked into his red eyes and whispered, "You read a lot, is there any way to save him?"

Mu Ziyi nodded: "Yes."

"Then you still not moving?"

Mu Ziyi looked at Li Songzi... the cat in his arms, and said without worry, "I don't need to do it yet."

Brother Yu didn't understand, so he didn't wait to ask carefully, and saw another movement from Li Songzi's side.

I saw the ghost walking slowly in front of Li Songzi, slowly stretching out its hand towards him, intending to grab his arm and pull out the branch.

Just at this critical moment, a cat meowed.The little fat cat in Li Songzi's arms showed its paws and gave the ghost a hard hit.

The ghost immediately withdrew its hand, screamed and bent down holding the caught hand, with a look of unbearable pain.At the same time, Li Songzi came to his senses, hugged the cat without saying a word, turned around and ran back to his teammates' camp, squeezing away Brother Yu's arm that was tightly hugging Mu Ziyi.

The little fat cat also took the opportunity to climb back on its owner, unable to stand on its shoulders, it simply jumped onto the owner's head lightly, and lay there motionless.

Mu Ziyi with a fat cat on his head and plum pine nuts in his hands: "..."

With these two helpless Mu Ziyi, he had no choice but to turn his head to look at the ghost scratched by his cat as if nothing had happened.

Seeing that the ghost seemed to be in extreme pain, it bent down and hugged that hand and howled for a long time before standing up straight again and raising its head.

Mu Ziyi looked at his arm with three black marks that were still emitting smoke, and said expressionlessly: "I said it all, don't touch my cat, it is very fierce and will scratch people. "

Someone behind him swallowed and whispered, "You didn't say..."

"Oh, then I'll say it now." Mu Ziyi said without guilt.

"Meow~" The little fat cat lay on its owner's head, flicked its tail, and shone its paws cooperatively.

The ghost didn't know if he understood or not, but his wrinkled face was covered with a ferocious look, only the whites of his eyes were wide open.He roared, his hands mutated into claws, and he rushed straight to Mu Ziyi.

"Ahhh..." Everyone screamed, and several of them even closed their eyes, not watching the tragedy that followed.

But after waiting for a long time, I didn't hear any other voices. Instead, I only heard the strange voice of "Kar...Kar...".

Several people opened their eyes one after another, only to see that the ghost's claws were entangled by two red ropes at some point, hanging in mid-air and unable to move.There was also a red rope wrapped around its neck, forcing it to raise its neck and make a sound of breathing.The bright red rope was not even as thick as the black and red scar on the ghost's neck.

The other end of the red rope was wrapped around Mu Ziyi's long and slender palm, that hand with well-articulated bones didn't even tremble, it was as stable as Mount Tai.

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay, looking at Mu Ziyi who looked indifferent as if nothing had happened, and then at the ghost who was suspended in mid-air and could only make strange noises, all of them looked dazed.

No one dared to speak, they just watched Mu Ziyi control the ghost quietly, and watched the black mist slowly rise from the part where the ghost touched the red rope, and then dissipated very quickly.

Finally, someone couldn't bear it anymore and asked Mu Ziyi, "What kind of development is this?"

Mu Ziyi didn't speak, but looked at the ashes jar, and said to the other side: "Aren't you coming out yet?"

The urn remained silent.

Mu Ziyi smiled slightly, the little pear dimple looming.He hooked the index finger of his left hand slightly, the red rope trembled, and the black mist around the ghost dispersed more and more.

"Anyway, he is someone who has followed you from birth to death, and you have the heart to watch him fly away?"

There was still no movement in the jar, Mu Ziyi lowered his eyes and said slowly: "If he disappears, there will be no one in your house in the future, and there will be no ghosts to help you take care of it. I'm afraid it won't take two years. The house was completely ruined, or it was rotted or collapsed. I am afraid that your jar, which is nailed by the branches of the locust tree, will also be destroyed."

Almost at the same time as the words fell, the jar trembled slightly.After a while, a tough-looking middle-aged man in a blue robe emerged from the side of the jar...a ghost.

The male ghost with an ordinary face turned towards Mu Ziyi and smiled slightly: "Mr. Huanwang, let my housekeeper live."

Mu Ziyi said, "It's not that I don't let it go, it's my cat that doesn't let it go."

"Meow~" The little fat cat raised its paw, habitually taking over the pot from its master.Yes, yes, I won't let you.