I Trick Even the Lames to Stand Up for Me

Gu Ye returned to school from Tang's hometown, only to catch up with one class, took Xia Xiang's notes at night, and made up the class by himself after returning home.Hongdou felt sorry for his tiredness, so she got out of the prayer beads and planned to make him some supper.

Gu Ye said without raising her head: "Sister Hongdou, I'm not hungry, you should take care of your wounds. Lingling, take two incense sticks from the drawer in the lower left corner of my bookshelf."

"Okay!" Lingling, who was wearing a pink rabbit outfit, trotted over holding two incense sticks taller than her. Ghost Mantong followed from behind, holding a lighter. Behind Ye.

Seeing Hongdou sitting down, Dahei's soul came out of his body, he jumped to Hongdou's side in a few steps, lying on Hongdou's lap, Hongdou gently stroked the cat in his arms, and asked softly: "Master, is he planning to do something about the mysterious arts?" Is it? You are studying so much now, how can you have time?"

Gu Ye smiled and said: "The Gu family's way of life is that if you can spend money, don't do it yourself, as long as you can make money."

Hong Dou frowned suspiciously, but Gu Ye didn't mean to explain. After reading the notes, he picked up the scissors and cut paper figures until late at night.

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In the middle of the night, a broken singing voice suddenly sounded at the entrance of the Mystic Art Society: "Let's swing our oars, and the boat will push away the waves~"

"The sea reflects the beautiful...that tower, let's swing our oars!"

"Hahahahaha~~ Good singing! One more!"

People who are learning to sleep are woken up by these voice-deaf ghosts, normal people can't hear these voices, the stronger the spiritual power, the clearer they can hear, many people sat up in the middle of the night, "What the hell is at the door! Dare to come here to argue?"

After a song was sung, there was a slight silence for 2 minutes, and the members of the Mystical Art Society breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the mentally handicapped ghost had finally left and could sleep.

Just when they were drowsy, "I am the strongest, the brightest, the brightest, the most luminous, and no one can stop me from sprouting! I sprout!" Broken Gong's voice let out a cry from the soul, and the voice Beer Gao woke up the person who was about to fall asleep at once, and there were many people booing after hearing it, "Okay! Applause! One more!"

The members of the Mystical Art Society were all blown away, many young people threw off the quilt directly, put on down jackets in the cold weather, and went downstairs angrily, "Where did the lonely ghost come from, do you know where this is?" Hurry up and get out!"

The young man was swearing, but he was in a daze when he went out. There were at least a hundred ghosts around the gate of the Mystical Art Society, and they were having a party together.Seeing the young man coming out, all the ghosts looked at him, and the young man's scalp went numb for a moment.

1vs100!

These ghosts all died in different ways, some lacked arms, some lost legs, some died of illness, their faces turned blue and purple, and some drowned with waterweed and kelp hanging on their bodies.Being stared at by so many ghostly eyes, the young man's aura was suppressed in an instant, and he said nervously: "I tell you, all the people living here are masters, if you don't want to lose your soul, you should leave quickly, or we will be rude to you!"

The guy at the front desk also looked pale, "They don't have evil spirits on them, and they haven't done any evil things. They are obviously innocent ghosts, and they are queuing up to reincarnate. After these magic circles were destroyed by Gu Ye, they haven't been repaired yet. Stop them." I can't stop it."

At this time, a few more masters came down, all with weapons, and they were very angry when they were woken up, "What's the matter with you? Who sang just now? What's wrong with singing so badly?"

A ghost with a crooked neck was not happy, and stood up aggressively, "Why is my singing not good? If you have the ability, you can sing, and you are not happy to let you listen to it for free. Are you unreasonable?"

"That's it!"

"Bullying people, bah! Bullying ghosts!"

"You!" The man gritted his teeth angrily, and asked ferociously while holding the mahogany sword: "Say one more thing!"

"Help! People from the Mystic Art Institute are going to kill ghosts!" The ghost shouted, and many ghosts reacted, and the group of ghosts jumped up in fright, "Help! Kill ghosts!"

The scene was chaotic for a while, and the young people from the Mystic Art Society were all dumbfounded. They were supposed to scare them, who killed the ghost?Is it okay to touch porcelain?

Now it is true that no one dares to touch them. The outside world said that they kill innocent ghosts. If you touch them again, this hat will have to be worn.

There was an older master, seeing that this was not going to work, he quickly bit the bullet and ran to Baigui, "Calm down! Everyone calm down! You haven't done anything wrong, so we won't arrest you! Big brother, you sing very well, really!" Yes, it's just that the time and place are not chosen well, can't you go to the suburbs to sing? It's disturbing the people."

"We don't want to go, we just want to sing here, this place is big!" The crooked neck ghost sat cross-legged on the ground, and didn't leave, "Brothers and sisters, get angry! Get up!"

A group of little ghosts jumped up and down happily, "Why don't you sleep and sleep together!"

The faces of the masters were so angry that they really had nothing to do with them, so they gritted their teeth and went back resentfully.

This group of ghosts held a party at the gate of the Mystical Arts Society, dancing yangko and singing, and stayed overnight.Early the next morning, when the leader came, the members of the Mystical Art Institute were blown up, and they all ran to the lobby to gather and file a complaint, standing in the lobby with dark circles under their eyes.

"Usually I'm tired enough. After running all over the place, I still can't sleep well when I come back. When I go on missions, I'm afraid that my spirit will be bad and I will be in danger."

"You can't be beaten, you can't be scolded, you haven't said anything yet, they will touch the porcelain first, and say that you killed a ghost, and the ghosts in a radius of several miles can hear you shouting!"

"Last night, my mind was filled with the howling of the broken gong and the incomplete voice. You can howl as much as you want, at least the words should be right, wow! There is no right sentence from the beginning to the end. , I really can't stand the obsessive-compulsive disorder!"

"I can't do it anymore. I had an impulse last night and went down with a knife and chopped them down."

"Don't talk nonsense! If this word gets out, we really can't go on."

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After receiving such a report, the upper management also realized that it was unusual, "How did so many ghosts gather together? It's not in line with common sense."

"Someone must have messed with us. They found it on purpose."

"It's Gu Ye? The person who offended me recently is Gu Ye. Only someone named Gu Ye can do such a wicked thing."

Immediately, an old man retorted, "Impossible, this Gu Ye has a straight personality, and he will immediately resent him for anything, just like he came to the door that night. How can he have such a scheming at such a young age? What are you trying to do?" ?”

Jing Lianzhong has no time to take care of these things recently, "Hurry up and repair the magic circle, stop them outside, if it doesn't work, find a ghost, give some money, and ask why they are gathered here."

On the same day, the members of the Mystical Art Institute called back those who knew how to make the formation, and rushed to make the formation, and only made one in the evening, which cost dozens of talismans.The members of the Mystical Art Society breathed a sigh of relief, they should not dare to come at night.

To everyone's surprise, this group of ghosts gathered again at twelve o'clock in the middle of the night!

The broken gong voice had a duet this time, with a mouth full of male duck voices, and the two kept shouting until dawn before leaving!

The members of the Mystic Arts Society were going crazy, and after checking the magic circle, they found out that it had been destroyed.The upper echelon knew that someone was deliberately trying to punish them, but they didn't know who it was.Now it is facing the election of the president of the society, and there are also intrigues. Who knows if the insiders are deliberately doing things?

In just a few days, the upper echelons of the academy haven't found out what's going on, and the people living inside the Mystic Arts Academy can't stand it anymore. Most of these people are young people who have no family or job, so they choose to live in the dormitory of the academy.These ghosts gather here every day, and they can't sleep. Some young people can't bear it. If they can't provoke me, they can hide. Can't I move away?

One left, and others followed one after another. In a few days, one-third of the dormitory of the society was vacant.

The Mystical Art Society also tried to keep people, telling them that after you leave the society, you will not be given a rent subsidy, young people don't care about that subsidy anymore, and it won't cost much if a few people rent together.

The members of the Mystical Arts Society didn't bother to care about them, "Forget it, just leave if you want to, and you have to come back after receiving the mission."

At this time, a new small group appeared. This small group is actually a copy of the academy, and it is also a group of friends from the mystical art world.The circle of mystical arts is so big, when you meet someone who may be your friend's friend's friend, you pull me, I pull him, and after a while, many young people are pulled into the group.

Someone suggested: "We can play on our own in the group, why should we join a society and be controlled by others? How much money we make is our own, as long as we don't harm the sky, don't harm people with mystical skills, and don't attack innocent ghosts, we can do it If you sit upright, you won’t be condemned by God. And you can work freely, and you don’t have to specify where you live. You don’t have to go back to the headquarters. In the future, everyone will fight together, eat meat together, and fight bastards together. Think about it. So cool!"

At first everyone just waited and watched, but after talking about it for two days, everyone became more active.Old people are not easy to fool around, but young people often surf the Internet and run outside every day. With more knowledge, their hearts are wild.Many of them know that their own income is not equal to the money given by the client. My own opinion.Now the group is full of people who are about the same age, and a lot of things are said in the heart, which is really exciting.

But everyone is still more concerned about a question: "Where do you pick up your work? If you don't have to work, what do you eat? Where do you live?"

"Why are you so stupid? Go out and roam! Use your eyes to observe, where you need help! If you see a rich person, ask for more, and if you see a poor person, ask for less. Is there any need to teach?"

This group of young people suddenly felt like they had opened the door to a new world, "Is it okay?"

That person seemed to have been wronged at the Mystical Art Society, and he said that he was tired and chilled: "We are learning mystical art, and it is to save people! We say that we are young to support our families, and we are old for the sake of the people of the world! It’s not the mentally handicapped women’s Durban. The society is hired labor. Who stipulates that it should be obedient and four-virtuous? These years, it’s too difficult. It’s too difficult to get up earlier than the chicken, go to bed later than the dog, and do life-threatening work. In the end...the salary is not enough to buy a house, and I borrowed money from my friends to rent the house."

After being told in this way, many young people sympathize with him, think about themselves, don’t they?It's so miserable!Everyone immediately had a common language and vented together.

Chatting and chatting, everyone felt that it was really better to go out and see the world than to stay in the academy, and it was too tiring to get that dead salary.

As a result, the upper echelons of the Mystical Art Society received more than a dozen resignation reports every day, citing a popular Internet phrase as the reason: The world is so big, I want to see it.

With so many people leaving, the Mystical Art Society must investigate the reason. This investigation almost made me angry. This group of young people actually wanted to have a small meeting!

Although the Mystical Art Society has a headache, this matter is not difficult to solve. After all, it is the young people who want to leave, and the older generation has not moved, and the roots are still there.At this time, Mr. Tang and a few old gentlemen who founded the society said: Don't vote, let's break up, there is no need to engage in it, if everyone gives us face, let's break up.

As soon as this sentence came out, those old people who grew up in the academy of metaphysics and experienced a lot of wind and rain with Mr. Tang were shaken. They were reluctant to leave before, but now they have nothing to miss. What are you left doing?

A group of masters in their 50s and [-]s also submitted their resignation letters. The reason is simple: they are old and want to retire.

The Mystical Art Society is now in a hurry, god damn old age!How old is this? !

In short, if you don't want to resign, you will ask for leave, and if you don't approve, you will ask for sick leave. For a while, no one has taken up the tasks of the Mystical Art Society.

The upper management saw that this was not going to work, held a meeting to discuss it, and began to issue a policy: raise wages, double!No!three times!

Just when someone wavered, the small group began to gossip again: "I heard that Xie Cheng went to calculate Feng Shui with others, and the wealthy businessman gave 100 million!"

(⊙o⊙) Wow! ! !

The friends in the group were all shocked. After so many years of fortune-telling and feng shui reading, they have never seen so much money in total!

Xie Cheng happened to be in the group, he was very popular and had many friends, and all the friends who knew him liked him, and asked Xie Cheng: Is this true?

Xie Cheng had no choice but to stand up at this time, explaining embarrassingly: I originally wanted to give more, but my friend was too embarrassed to ask for it, so he took 100 million and donated 50 to the charity department, accumulating virtue for both of us.

The friends in the group were all blown up: No wonder Xie Cheng has become rich recently, and even rented a house!

And motorcycles!That car is very handsome!Buy it yourself!

Xie Cheng, this poor man has money, but we are still poor!

I don’t need 100 million, I’ll run for [-], donate [-] and there’s [-] left!

The friends contacted a few people who were able to chat, and formed a group by themselves. They wanted to wait for the resignation report, and they went for a run. The activists in the group greeted everyone enthusiastically: Don’t forget to donate!This is to accumulate virtue for oneself, otherwise it will damage Yin virtue and not live long!

Everyone understands this truth. Someone suddenly said: I used to say that they donate to welfare organizations every year, and everyone’s name is written on it. Now that I think about it, I don’t know if it’s true.

The group was cold for more than ten seconds, and someone said: No way, if this is fake, wouldn't it be a disregard for human life?

At this time, a person suddenly said: "I heard that Huai Xiangguo died of illness and was just 45 years old. Doesn't his little apprentice follow his uncle?"

The group fell silent all of a sudden, frightened into silence.

Xie Cheng: Don’t think about it, let’s do some good deeds to accumulate virtue for ourselves.Forget about the poor, as long as you can help with a bun.

Only then did everyone react: Yes, yes, yes!

Xie Cheng: The evil spirit is easily caught, don't wait to harm people.

Everyone responded: Yes, yes, yes!

Someone asked: How much does it cost to see the yin house?I can't do anything else, but I'm good at this.

Xie Cheng: It’s the same reason, the rich want more, the poor want less, it’s better than going to work!Stop talking, my master called me.

After the activist in the group finished speaking, he poked Gu Ye privately: Boss, what do you think of my rhythm?

Gu Ye was very happy to send a red envelope to the other party: Yes, as expected of running insurance, his mouth is neat.If you work hard and perform well, I will introduce you to my brother's company to find a reliable job.

The other party was naturally very grateful, "Thank you boss! I will definitely perform well!"

Seeing this, Gu Ye raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a satisfied smile.

He was looking for this person under the overpass. At that time, the person was wearing a suit and tie in the cold weather, with a low-quality leather bag under his arm. He looked like a human being, but his face was red and his body was stiff from the cold.

Gu Ye looked at his face, he was eloquent, and his humanity was good, so he invited him to eat a bowl of noodles and asked if he wanted to do his business.The other party was too poor to eat, and when he heard Gu Ye's words, he readily accepted the task.Using several trumpets together, within a few days, more than half of the young people who had moved out from the Mystical Art Society were abducted.

In the evening, Gu Ye cut another stack of paper figurines. After burning them, they turned into ghosts. He invited some real ghosts and sent them to the gate of the Mystical Art Society.

Let's make trouble, they will all become bald.

After finishing it, Gu Ye called Yu Ze, "How is your work going?"

Yu Ze also knew what Gu Ye had done in the past few days. Hearing him ask so seriously, he couldn't help teasing him: "Isn't it interesting for you to toss around?"

Gu Ye couldn't help but smirk, "I'm just making a fuss, I'm sick of them, I still want to vote like this, and I want to continue the business? He's dreaming! How are you doing? Have you found any evidence?"

"I haven't collected all of them yet. Covering companies, illegal operations, tax evasion, and cult organizations to brainwash children," Yu Ze said in a soft voice, but he was ruthless in every point he searched for. "My company has a team of lawyers. Come on, there is still one month left before the end of the year, so get rid of it before the year."

Gu Ye exclaimed, applauded very attentively, and praised: "Mr. Yu is indeed the son of heaven, handsome and cracks the sky!"

Talking about a very serious topic, the painting style suddenly changed over there, and the corners of Yu Ze's mouth twitched, "Don't be shy, I still have something to ask you."

Gu Ye smiled and said: "Oh~ I'll ask again when the skin is finished~"

Yu Ze dotingly said: "Then you skin it first, and tell me when you're done skinning."

Gu Ye couldn't get up anymore, "Okay, I'm done, tell me."

"You and your senior brother Gu Ye have similar temperaments."

Yu Ze's words came out of nowhere, and Gu Ye's whole body trembled, and the smile on his face froze.He suddenly realized, was he being too sloppy, or was he trusting Yu Ze too much, and he usually slipped his tongue?After all, this person's insight is terrifyingly sharp.

"Probably because of my temperament, he accepted me as a junior. During the Chinese New Year last year, I was in my hometown, and he happened to pass by, saying that I was stupid since I was a child. After he was cured, throw me a few books, and he left." Gu Ye lay on the sofa, letting himself relax, so that his voice could not be heard at all.

"This is also a great kindness, but it's a pity that I can't repay it. I was thinking, should I send his body back to your master?"

Hearing that Yu Ze believed his nonsense, Gu Ye quietly breathed a sigh of relief, "No need, my senior brother died as a sacrifice, his soul flew away, his body was turned into ashes, and it was scattered between the heaven and the earth. There are no bones at all."

"Okay," Yu Ze said regretfully, "It's a pity."

Gu Ye smiled, "Yes."

The two chatted for a few more words, Gu Ye hung up the phone with an excuse, covered his beating heart, and stuck his head under the pillow in annoyance, but fortunately, he stopped.

As everyone knows, at this moment, Yu Ze's cold and sharp eyes are facing the screen of the mobile phone, and the color of his eyes is dim.A thought gradually came up in my heart, but no matter how I thought about it, I felt it was too unbelievable. Yu Ze shook his head, shook off the thought in his mind, and picked up a piece of information on the table.

Gu Ye, who died at the age of 25, was born in an unknown place. He was abandoned at the age of four in a mass grave next to the mountain road. He ate hundreds of meals in a small mountain village. He was raised by the villagers in turn for more than half a year.At the age of six, he was adopted by the spell master Shao Fuxian. He was born with a very high aura. At the age of ten, he played in the mysterious art competition held within the Xuanshu Institute of the museum, defeated the average age of 23-year-old black art masters, and became famous in one fell swoop.

He has an unruly personality, is extremely capricious, tends to go his own way, hates being restrained the most, and does everything according to his personal preferences. He is listed as an outlier in the mystic arts world by the Mystic Art Society.However, everything he does is on the side of justice, regardless of whether the sufferer is a human or a ghost, he only helps the right side. How similar is this to Gu Ye's style of doing things?

At the age of 25, he exchanged his life for the people of Huai Xin City, and finally ended up with no bones left.Dozens of mystical masters tried to summon his soul, but to no avail, and he was deemed to have lost his soul.

Yu Ze put down this information, frowning all the time, is there really someone with such a similar personality?

Puzzled, Yu Ze locked the information in the drawer, asked the assistant when the car booked for Gu Ye would arrive, and sent a good night message to Gu Ye, and got a heartfelt little expression, The corners of Yu Ze's mouth curled up, looking at Gu Ye's photo on the background of the screen, he rubbed his eyes deeply.No matter how many little secrets he hides, people are his.

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Accidents happened one after another at the Mystical Art Society, various investigations were conducted, and internal elections were not held as scheduled. Yu Ze used a team of lawyers, and Gu Ye was involved in it, so the Gu family naturally got the news.

Gu Sen wanted to ask if he needed help, but when he thought of Gu Ye's words, Gu Sen couldn't save face, and felt that he was really ashamed to face Yu Ze, an old classmate, what would he call him in the future?Sister-in-law?From the third family?

"Second brother, you can ask Yu Ze, do you need help?" The eldest brother started to catch the strong men.

Gu Lin said with disgust: "Why did you ask me? I don't want to talk to him."

Gu Sen urged angrily: "If you ask me, just ask, why are there so many things?"

Gu Lin was speechless, "I'm just a sandwich cake, and I'm also a big president, you can't bully me like this!"

With a sullen face, Gu Sen looked at his younger brother seriously, "Do you want to ask?"

Gu Lin sighed, "I asked, who told me to be a sandwich cake?"

Early the next morning, Gu Lin called Yu Ze indifferently after breakfast: "You are quite caring about the Xuanshu Institute."

Yu Ze was not surprised when he received the call, and said lightly: "It's a matter of duty."

Gu Lin said nonchalantly: "You can always take what he wants to do in the future as your duty."

Yu Ze said coldly: "Of course."

Gu Lin curled his lips, feeling extremely uncomfortable, "Is this a promise to me as a brother?"

"Yes."

Gu Lin said coldly: "I still find you very unpleasant."

Yu Ze: "Yes."

The chat was suffocated, but Gu Lin didn't hang up the phone, and shouted coldly: "Brother, Mr. Yu said that he can handle it himself! You don't need to worry about it!"

After speaking, he hung up the phone.

Yu Ze: "..."

It seems that it will take some effort to bring someone home.

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In the twelfth lunar month, the weather is getting colder and colder, which seems to be the season when it is easy to go bankrupt.First, the name company of the Xuanshu Society was found to be operating illegally, tax evasion, and brainwashing orphans. Although not all of the upper echelons have been arrested, the work has been lost. The masters under the name lost their jobs one after another. .Immediately afterwards, a cold wind blew up in the entertainment industry: Dingnan Entertainment Company declared bankruptcy!

The latter one is obviously more exciting and attracts more attention. The artists of Dingnan Entertainment have terminated their contracts in large numbers, and the fans of various companies are anxious like ants on a hot pot, worrying about what their idols will do next.

And Gu Ye, who has been involved in both events, became a hot search in the air because of a sentence he said half a year ago!

All of a sudden, the name Gu Ye became popular in the entertainment industry!