Among all the employees of the company, Jiang Fen has always been a ghost of freedom.

 His employees were forced to live in their wallets. He wandered on his mobile phone, listened to songs and watched dramas every day. Although he could not eat delicious food, Jiang Fen was still very satisfied after seeing the treatment of his colleagues. .

In addition, he is too weak, and sometimes he can't even show himself, and Zhong Jiudao doesn't restrict his actions too much.

After all, Jiang Fen was a ghost who couldn't even use software to reply to other people's messages. If it wasn't for Luo Huai's ghost recruiting physique, he would probably still be singing desolate songs in music software that no one has heard.

Zhong Jiudao knew that even if Jiang Fen was let out and let him hang out outside, if he accidentally basked in the sun or bumped into someone with a fierce anger, Jiang Fen would lose his soul. The world is too dangerous, it's safer than outside, Zhong Dao's side.

Jiang Fen floated freely and low-key like this, quietly waiting for the company to flourish. Director Zhong gradually had the right to speak in the entertainment industry, and was able to help him overturn the case, let everyone know that his friends copied him, and disgraced his reputation.

He is not in a hurry, after all, the company is slowly getting on the track now and needs to wait for the machine.

Recording the program today, he felt that there were too many people living outside and the yang energy was too heavy, which might hurt him, so he obediently hid in the room that the crew did not use to rest.

It wasn't until the dead of night that he floated out to absorb the moonlight, quietly enjoying the night, and by the way, it would be better to write something for the next song.

This time he heard that there was a room in the building where someone was listening to music, and that his friend stole his song, so Jiang Fen decided to go in and have a look.

He never tried to scare people, after all, they were just listening to music, and they weren't the ones who really hurt him. And he couldn't show his face, and he couldn't be seen anywhere, so Jiang Fen walked in directly through the door and listened to a song with a staff member.

As soon as I entered the door, I found that this person also participated in the production of his original song variety show, and was still a behind-the-scenes person. This person closed his eyes and shook his head while listening to the song. Jiang Fen felt a little smug in his heart. He leaned over and said proudly, "Is it nice? I wrote it!"

He was used to talking to himself beside a living person, but no one could hear him. At most, he felt a cool breeze in his ears. Director Zhong knew that his danger was low, and he did not warn him.

Who would have guessed that today, as if hearing a voice, people opened their eyes in horror, turned their heads slowly, focused on Jiang Fen, and screamed: "Ah, ah, ah! Ghost!!!"

Jiang Fen was also taken aback by him, how could anyone see him! Suddenly screaming and frightening the ghost, Jiang Fen ran away from the wall on the spot and entered the next person's room.

"Sword Comes"

It just so happened that the man was also woken up by the sound of the next door. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a naked man walking through the wall.

This time Jiang Fen learned to behave, he fled directly from the ceiling and went straight to the third floor, so that no one was afraid of him on the third floor.

Jiang Fen was lying on the floor of the third floor, and said in shock, "Why can everyone see me? It's the right thing that you can't see!"

The ghost in the room drew his eyebrows to the mirror and said in a soft voice, "Director Zhong is setting up a big formation in the villa today, and all the ghosts will appear in the formation at once, don't you know?"

"Should I know?" Jiang Fen asked back.

The ghost with eyebrows turned his head, revealing a face covered in oil paint. He was engaged in the opera industry before his death, and he always dressed up on stage after his death. Jiang Fen had never seen what he looked like.

"I forgot that your Taoism is too low, and it's not until you know these things, you can't even feel the formation, you should practice." The opera ghost shook his head at Jiang Fen.

"I practice every day." Jiang Fen said, "I absorb spiritual energy from the moon, and I will be able to practice clothes soon."

The opera ghost smiled and said, "How slow is this kind of cultivation? Even if you are lucky, you can barely survive as an ordinary ghost for a hundred years."

"A hundred years, many ghosts in the villa do not have a hundred years of Taoism, why are you so strong?" Jiang Fen asked.

"It's not as simple as a ghost to take shape, it needs to be in the right place and the right people. It needs to die at the right time, in a place where there is a gathering of yin or grievances, and it needs to be self-directed. Okay. You don't have an advantage in the first two, you can only rely on your hard work." The opera ghost took a mobile phone and took a selfie in the mirror.

"Are you listening to music on my phone again?" Jiang Fen asked, "Forget it, it's not important, the point is how to practice hard?"

This opera ghost was also a well-known Liyuan artist before his death. He had his own interpretation of opera art, and he had the most common language with Jiang Fen among villa ghosts.

When Zhong Jiudao was looking for a movie soundtrack, the opera ghost also suggested it himself, but Director Zhong said that he did not understand modern musical instruments, and the music he composed did not conform to modern aesthetics, so he rejected him.

Later, Jiang Fen joined Jiudao Film and Television Entertainment Company, and the opera ghost learned from Jiang Fen humbly. Jiang Fen composed music, and he also provided many inspirations.

Therefore, Jiang Fen has a good relationship with him, and often lends the mobile phone Zhong Dao gave him to opera ghosts to listen to songs. Later, seeing that the opera ghost likes to take selfies, Jiang Fen also begged Zhong Dao to put a pictogram on his mobile phone. There are many photos of him and the opera ghost in this mobile phone.

"Each ghost has to find a method that suits him/herself. For example, Qi Wanlian, a lustful servant, chooses to absorb men's anger to cultivate." The opera ghost said.

Jiang Fen: "I don't want this method anymore. I don't seem to have the capital to seduce people."

Opera Ghost: "Fu Yue is really strong and powerful. He eats the most flesh and blood of the Celestial Master, so he doesn't have to do anything. He stays where he is and does nothing and grows naturally. It's a pity that he is a ghost. His character is too strong, he was beaten by Zhong Dao several times, and the growth of Taoism is not as fast as the consumption."

Jiang Fen: "I can't learn this. Director Zhong will definitely not let me chew it."

Opera Ghost: "Shen Leshan is a treacherous and cunning person, why do you think that every time he is beaten, he always stands up and leads the group of ghosts to resist Zhong Dao?"

Jiang Fen shook his head: "I don't know."

Opera Ghost: "He has cultivated the human heart. As long as he is willing to believe in him, the more people or ghosts follow him, the more he will be able to grow from his trusting feelings. Recording a variety show today, you will be for him. Why do you take care of Ji Pan in every possible way? He knew that Ji Pan was popular and helped Ji Pan, and Ji Pan's fans also believed in him. He absorbed Ji Pan's emotions today, and the amount he had absorbed was not enough. Those who can attract Jiwan fans.”

Jiang Fen: "..."

He never noticed it. It turns out that the ghosts in the villa each have their own magical powers, so it is no wonder that in the face of Zhong Dao's shock, they can continue to die, and it is always fun to die.

"What about you?" Jiang Fen asked.

He still remembered that when he first came to the villa, the opera ghost was just a very common ghost in the villa, and his appearance was also gleaming. It was only when he put on a costume that he had some special features.

But recently, Jiang Fen feels that the opera ghost is getting better and better. Even with thick makeup, he can see his beauty from his eyebrows and eyes.

"I rely on infatuation and resentment." The opera ghost said with a smile, "It is not uncommon in the world to have an infatuation with a man and a woman. If there is an infatuation, there will be resentment. The more obsessed others are with me, the higher my morality will be."

Jiang Fen: "..."

He glanced at his mobile phone, and always felt that the opera ghost had done a lot of bad things with his mobile phone.

"Come here." The opera ghost hooked his fingers at Jiang Fen.

Jiang Fen leaned over, and the opera ghost whispered: "I only found out these days that I have lured a Celestial Master. Back then, the Heavenly Master I met had too few flesh and blood. As for the past so many years, the Taoism has not increased. Now it is not easy. If you get this one, when I get him, you will have some benefits."

"!!!" Jiang Fen looked at the opera ghost in disbelief, struggling fiercely with his conscience and the temptation to increase Daoxing.

"The celestial master is very poor, and I haven't found my share in the video for several months." The opera ghost said, "He asked me to have an interview in two days. When you arrive, you have to help me."

"Interview? Are you crazy? I am bound by Zhong Dao and cannot escape at all." Jiang Fen shook his head frantically.

"Don't worry, there is a way." The opera ghost said, "Luo Huai is a fool, and if he sticks a paper figure on him, he will not be discovered by Zhong Dao. I heard that he will return in two days. The previous crew took two additional scenes, and when you put your phone in his pocket, I can stick it on the phone and leave the villa. Director Zhong is very strict with me in the villa ghost management. I'm very lenient towards you, only you can help me do it."

"Even if you leave the villa, you will be discovered by Director Zhong." Jiang Fen said worriedly.

The opera ghost shook his head: "Didn't I seduce a lot of idiots and hate women? As long as I trick a few of them into drawing my ghost pattern on his forehead, we can confuse Director Zhong's vision for a while. I have a kinship with Director Zhong, and when I absorb his flesh and blood, I can naturally use the amount of blood kinship to break through the ghost pattern. As long as I escape far away, and the world is so big, Director Zhong can't find it at all. not me."

Jiang Fen: "...Zhong Dao's blood relative, is that Zhong Assistant who is in charge of editing?"

"Yes." The ghost finger of the opera brushed Liu Ye's eyebrows, "I sang it before my death, whether it was a dan or a raw horn, it doesn't matter whether I pretend to be a man or a woman, I'll give him which gender he likes, I'll give it to him. What gender."

Jiang Fen never saw it, this low-brow pleasing to the eye, never causing trouble, just a drama ghost who likes to listen to songs, how could he do so many things behind his back? Moreover, he quietly hooked up with Director Zhong's cousin under Director Zhong's eyes, and even planned to swallow his cousin. What kind of scheming is this!

"But, but Director Zhong promised me that he would teach me a lesson from the bastard who stole my work and give me justice." Jiang Fen's conscience was still struggling.

The opera ghost smiled and said: "You, the time of death is too short, and you still use human methods to solve this matter. I'm a ghost, where do I need such trouble. I'll go to you when I'm free. ‌My friend's house, making his whole family restless, sucking his anger, isn't it better to relieve his anger than a grievance?"

"But..." Jiang Fen was still hesitating. He not only hoped that the bad guy would die, but also hoped that his name could be signed with his work. Even if he died, many people knew that this was a piece he wrote.

The opera ghost wanted to persuade Jiang Fen again, but the phone on the table rang.

Jiang Fen glanced at the call and said in horror, "It's Director Zhong! What is he calling in the middle of the night?"

Opera Ghost: "It must be something you scare people just now, don't be afraid, you don't know the existence of the Formation Formation, you are innocent, and the explanation is that."

After the opera ghost finished his instructions, he lowered his eyebrows and lowered his head to be an obedient ghost who kept himself safe.

"Why didn't you leave?" Jiang Fen asked in horror.

Opera Ghost: "...This is my room, you were too afraid to hide in, what am I going to do!"

Jiang Fen saw that there was no way to retreat, so he answered the phone tremblingly: "Hey, Director Zhong, I didn't mean to."

"Know that you didn't mean to, open the door." Zhong Jiudao's voice came from the receiver.

"You, you are right outside the door." Jiang Fen said.

"Well." Zhong Jiudao's voice was calm.

With a "squeak", Jiang Fen opened the door carefully, only to see Zhong Jiudao standing outside the door, he laughed dryly: "Director Zhong, I was so scared just now that I hid in Xiaoyu's room, how do you know am I here?"

Zhong Jiudao spread out his hands, and a few cheap earrings turned into powder and landed on his feet: "Because I just used a little trick, and used the five-sense common technique in the ghost pattern."

After that, he stretched out his long arms, dragged Zhong Hongyan who was standing by the door, pushed him into the room, pointed at the opera ghost, and said, "Tell me, is this your girlfriend?"

Zhong Hongyan's expression almost burst into tears, he stared at the opera ghost, and said with a sad face: "The oil paint is too thick to recognize, woo woo woo."

Zhong Jiudao said to the trembling opera ghost, "Did you remove your makeup yourself, or did I lift your face off with my own hands?"

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