"Didi catches ghosts?"

Xie Jin looked at the dazzling program page, and was a little dumbfounded. Normally, would someone use their own profile picture as a promotional picture on the homepage?

He didn't know, that's what Wen Liang did anyway. Under the fluorescent color words, is Wen Liang's sloppy face, which occupies almost half of the phone screen.

"What are you laughing at, this is my wealth code." Wen Liang turned off the screen, and raised his eyebrows at Ji Duan who was unabashedly sneering, "I've taken orders ranging from a few thousand to tens of thousands."

Xie Jin's eyes lit up when he heard the amount, and he said with some shame: "You make more money live broadcast than me, what is the charging standard?"

"It depends on what the client encounters. If I encounter a boss who has no conscience to make money, I will naturally slaughter a fortune. Similarly, if the client is a student who is in trouble, I may Charge some travel expenses, and the matter can be solved for free."

Such a kind person who punishes evil and promotes good, robs the rich and helps the poor, Ji Duan curled his lips, seeing Xie Jin and Ji Duan having a happy conversation, he couldn't help but feel a little bit blocked.

After the meal, Wen Liang was lying on his side on his bed with one leg over the other picking his teeth. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Ji Duan who had just finished washing the dishes, and waved to him: "Hey, pour me a glass of water too."

"Pour it yourself." Ji Duan didn't give him an eye, and handed the water glass in his hand to Xie Jin, "Uncle Xie, drink some water."

Xie Jin was crouching in front of the desktop computer and writing the spirit detection diary, with a pair of clear-rimmed glasses on his nose, he raised his head when he heard that, "Thank you."

"Are you still short-sighted?" Ji Duan pulled a plastic stool beside him and sat down, "I haven't seen you wearing it before."

"I wear it when I look at electronic products. I don't have a high degree of reading." Xie Jin repeatedly confirmed the content of the document. There was nothing wrong with the soul-exploring log with both pictures and text, so he copied the text to Weibo and clicked to publish.

Xie Jin has the habit of posting records after exploring spirits, and this expedition to abandoned apartments is no exception. Although he returned to his old business two years later, he was in danger every time, even to the point of endangering his life, which is a bit unsafe.

"What's the matter?" Ji Duan looked at Xie Jin, and found that there was a little more melancholy in his brows, "Suddenly he looked sad again, what's wrong?"

"Ji Duan, don't you think I'm... very unlucky?" Xie Jin hesitated for a while before uttering this sentence slowly.

"Unlucky? If it's unlucky, it should be me?" Ji Duan shrugged, and suddenly leaned back. He pointed to his face and said to Xie Jin in a relaxed tone.

"You are a human and I am a ghost. No matter how you look at it, I influenced you, right? And you are not unlucky, but have a bad mentality."

These words successfully blocked Xie Jin's mouth, he lowered his head, the reflection of the lens covered most of his face, but Wen Liang, who had been watching the fun behind him, said, "Then you are not a ghost in the full sense, you are a living soul. "

Xie Jin and Ji Duan were obviously not used to the sudden addition of a third person in the family, but a certain person was completely unaware, still lying on his side on the makeshift bed, puffing on his stick of dry smoke.

"Taoist Wen." Xie Jin called out respectfully, "Can I ask you a few questions?"

"It's okay to ask questions, but the word "Taoist Master" is still waived, just call me Wen Liang."

"Okay, Wen Liang." Xie Jin stammered, "In the hospital, the shaman curse you mentioned earlier, is there really no way to break it?"

"I told you this before. After all, shamanism is not within the scope of Taoism's exorcism of ghosts and evil spirits. Anything beyond my ability can only be solved by trying to find a way."

Wen Liang was smoking a cigarette, and he was a little helpless because of Xie Jin's persistence in this matter, "Of course I won't, if you really want to help him, I can ask."

"Then, what will happen if it fails?" Xie Jin blurted out subconsciously, "What will happen to Ji Duan if the solution to the curse fails?"

Wen Liang found it interesting that he couldn't hide something in his heart, and continued to ignore Ji Duan, raised the cigarette stick and touched Xie Jin's head lightly, "According to my past experience, the soul and body are likely to be wiped out, okay?"

"Don't listen to his bullshit."

The veins on Ji Duan's forehead popped up. He pushed away Wen Liang's bewitching face, and dragged Xie Jin's computer chair aside, "Uncle Xie, this guy is really unreliable, don't be foolish enough to believe it."

But Xie Jin seemed like he didn't hear it, and was immersed in Wen Liang's just words.

Ashes? He let Ji Duan pull him in a daze, even though he could see the young man's slightly angry face in his eyes, he couldn't hear any sound.

This price is too high, whether you choose to live out of your body and live in the world, or you choose to try at the risk of losing your soul, the price is too high.

"I say."

It wasn't until Wen Liang snapped his fingers towards Xie Jin that Xie Jin woke up like a dream. He looked at Wen Liang fixedly, his face full of melancholy.

"I think it's interesting for the two of you to play Tangling live broadcast, do you want to consider bringing me one?" Wen Liang played with his tobacco stick, already making his abacus crackle in his heart, "Tangling live broadcast to catch ghosts, don't you think this is a good idea?" Is the subject matter attractive enough?"

"You? What do you want to do again?" Ji Duan tried to find clues from Wen Liang's smiling face. He really couldn't understand what the guy who didn't get along with him in all aspects wanted to do. "Your purpose doesn't seem very simple."

Wen Liang was not angry when he was questioned, he pointed at Xie Jin with his cigarette butt: "Let me first analyze for you the benefits you can get, the most unstable factor in your live broadcast is the ghost, you never know what is waiting for you. "

"Secondly, I happen to be a Taoist priest who makes a living by exorcising evil spirits and catching ghosts. With my joining, at least your safety can be guaranteed, right?"

"Besides." His gray-blue wolf-like pupils swept across the faces of the two of them, "A host with sensitive eyes and a living soul, plus a Taoist priest, I believe the audience will not reject this combination." .”

Neither Xie Jin nor Ji Duan spoke, especially Xie Jin. When Ji Duan took him away from the abandoned paradise before, he thought that the young man was a fierce ghost with strong resentment, so he took Ji Duan to the apartment building, but who would have thought that he was wrong. ?

"...Others don't know Ji Duan's identity. He is just a person who can be captured by the mobile phone but invisible to the naked eye." Xie Jin tried to explain, but was interrupted by Wen Liang's wave of his hand.

"Whether he is a human or a soul, let's put it this way, if it's just the two of you, do you know the chances of something happening?" Wen Liang gestured at the two of them mysteriously, "Eighty percent, he will be chased and killed by ghosts .”

Originally thought that the index of being chased by a ghost turned into a soul was even higher than his own. Xie Jin weighed Wen Liang's proposal again and again, and finally agreed to his joining.

Xie Jin has his own concerns. Although he doesn't know the purpose of Wen Liang's joining, if everyone's safety can be guaranteed during the live broadcast, this can be regarded as solving the biggest problem at present.

That night, Xie Jin slept very restlessly.

In the haze, I always felt that there was something pressing on my chest. From the slight oppressive feeling at the beginning, it gradually became short of breath.

Xie Jin opened his eyes with some difficulty. Ji Duan beside him was sleeping soundly. Although his hands seemed to rest on Xie Jin's waist naturally, Xie Jin knew that the strength on his body was not caused by Ji Duan.

He exerted all his strength and tried his best to lie on his back, the wound on his back was stimulated by this unknowing movement, and it was so hot and painful.

But at this time, Xie Jin couldn't care about the wound anymore, he stared at the room above him, only the moonlight shone in, and there was a huge black shadow above his chest.

What is it!

Xie Jin's pupils trembled violently. He tried to turn his body to throw off the black shadow, but he found that he hadn't moved at all, and his whole body was like a fish fixed on a chopping board.

This is, ghost press?

Xie Jin wanted to scream, but the base of his tongue was more numb and stiff than ever, and he couldn't make a sound.

The pressure on his body became stronger and stronger, and Xie Jin felt that his internal organs were about to be stepped out. He stared at the black shadow directly above him, and his breathing became more and more short of breath.

"Uncle Xie, Uncle Xie?"

Hearing Ji Duan's voice, Xie Jin suddenly opened his eyes, the oppressive feeling was gone, and the black shadow on his body was gone, only Ji Duan's face was shaking in front of his eyes.

"What's wrong with you, keep screaming?" Ji Duan took out a tissue to wipe Xie Jin's sweat, and looked carefully, he was still holding something in his other hand.

Xie Jin squinted his eyes to see that it was a familiar black briquette.

"I just woke up and heard you screaming, and when I got up, I found that this guy was pressing on your chest." Ji Duan stood up, and the black coal ball he was holding in his hand was exactly Jiu whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

Chirp was deformed, and it was not polite. When Ji Duan was distracted to talk to Xie Jin, it turned into a black cat shape, and bit Ji Duan's hand hard.

"Ah!" Ji Duan let go of the pain, he threw the black cat to Xie Jin, but Jiu seemed to change his face in an instant, nestled on Xie Jin's lap and snored very obediently.

Two-faced guy, Ji Duan slandered.

"Chirp, where have you been these few days?" Xie Jin picked up the black cat and found that Chirp had grown a lot. The black cat that was originally the size of a palm is now the size of a normal cat.

Thinking of Ji Duan's true state, Xie Jin hastily warned softly, "You can't bite him, you know, Ji Duan is a living soul, if you swallow his soul, he will die."

Seeing Xie Jin defending Ji Duan so much, the black cat's expressionless face felt a little aggrieved. It stretched out its purple tongue and licked the back of Xie Jin's hand to show that it knew.

"I thought something was wrong in the middle of the night, so you have a little demon spirit." Wen Liang walked in from the outer room, and in the end he didn't sleep in Xie Jin's bedroom, but moved the floor to the living room.

But it was a little strange, Wen Liang was wearing a full set of robes, and there was no wrinkle on the clothes, it didn't look like he had just slept.

As soon as he approached, the black cat that was leaning on Xie Jin's lap suddenly exploded. It bared its sharp fangs. Unlike Ji Duan, it seemed to be afraid of Wen Liang's existence.

"Don't be fierce, I won't hurt you." Wen Liang scratched his long white hair that was almost waist-length, "I am a very principled person, and I only use money to do things to catch ghosts. As long as you don't do evil, I will won't hurt you."

Xie Jin kept stroking the black cat's frizzy fur, comforting it softly: "Wen Liang is a guest living at home from now on, he's not bad, he's fine, he's fine..."

The man's soft words comforted the black cat, but upon closer inspection it was still furry. Even with its fangs and claws retracted, it did not let go of its vigilance in the bottom of its heart.

"Are you going out?" Chirping soothed, Xie Jin noticed Wen Liang's well-groomed outfit, and Wen Liang was carrying a big bag on his back, which was so bulging that he didn't know what it contained.

"Accepted a job." Wen Liang shook the phone to Xie Jin and Ji Duan, and there seemed to be two lines written in extra-large fonts on the screen of the phone that was still on: Didi catch ghosts, accept orders online.

"Hurry up and get dressed, you guys go too." Wen Liang pulled the computer chair and sat down, he had no intention of leaving, but instead looked at the two people on the bed who were not moving as if they were watching a play.

Xie Jin hasn't reacted yet, he just woke up from the dream of being crushed by ghosts, his head is not completely awakened at this time, he looks at Wen Liang's smiling face: "Where are you going?"

"Ghost hunting." Wen Liang smiled harmlessly. He pointed to the screen of his mobile phone, "Not long ago...after you two fell asleep, I took an order to catch ghosts, and the place is at Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts."

He leaned forward slightly, as if deliberately lowering his voice in order to create an atmosphere: "Shanzhu told me that she once saw a headless female ghost in red in the art room. Is this event explosive enough?"