"I don't know, how could I be a divine beast."

The young man looked at his palm and suddenly had an unrealistic feeling. When he looked up, he saw Ji Duan, who had always been annoying, looking at him, and the overflowing sympathy almost overflowed his eyes.

"Don't look at me like this!" The young man felt the fire inexplicably, black mist floated around him, and without warning, he turned back to the appearance of black briquettes, "Chirp!"

He rushed towards Ji Duan, but Ji Duan would naturally ignore the innocuous warning. He didn't know where to find a cloth pocket, and stuffed the chirp into it as if he could steal the bell. Put it in your shirt pocket.

"I think he just found out about his life, and he was a little confused for a while. I understand it. I have experienced all of this. Just calm down in there, you little guy." Ji Duan clapped his hands and turned his head to meet them. Wen Liang had a strange look.

"What? What are you doing looking at me like that, and I didn't kill anyone." Ji Duan consciously took care of himself and said that was a shameless statement.

Wen Liang was silent for a while, then pointed to his jacket pocket: "No, you just took away my dry food bag, and there was a steamed bun in it."

"..."

He slept uneasily until more than eight o'clock in the evening, and Xie Jin woke up in a messy dream. Even in the harsh summer, he was still wrapped in the cheapest quilt in the hotel, and his whole body was still cold.

After wiping the sweat off his face, Xie Jin sat up. He found that Wen Liang on the next bed had rolled up the quilt behind him and was watching TV, but Ji Duan disappeared.

"Are you awake?" Wen Liang was nibbling on the melon seeds. He stared directly at the TV, not looking at Xie Jin, "Is your health okay? At the speed of your illness, I might be bankrupt if I go to the hospital again."

"No, it's fine... I'm sorry." Xie Jin pursed his lips and stammered. He knew that all his current medical expenses were paid by Wen Liang, and he owed Wen Liang's favor and money over and over again, which made him very uneasy.

Looking around, Ji Duan was still not seen in the small twin-bed room. Wen Liang saw the anxiety on Xie Jin's face, and he told Xie Jin the answer he wanted without looking back, "Are you looking for him? He went out. "

"Go out, go out?" Xie Jin felt more and more panic in his heart. When he thought of young people who had no physical body wandering outside, his face couldn't help but feel more anxious, "Where did he go? Jincheng is a place he is not familiar with, in case What should I do if an accident happens?"

The sound of eating melon seeds stopped abruptly, and Wen Liang was willing to turn his head to face Xie Jin's face at this time: "...Although he is not completely human now, he is an adult man, and as far as I know, that guy is not so retarded. "

Wen Liang couldn't bear it. He always felt that Xie Jin had misunderstood Ji Duan. Otherwise, how could a normal man worry too much about another adult man. This is almost to the point of overflowing maternal love.

"He just went to pick up the takeaway." Wen Liang turned on his mobile phone and threw it at Xie Jin, "If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself. It's still the order placed on my mobile phone."

On the page opened by the mobile phone, the order information is endless. While Xie Jin was looking at the mobile phone, there was a sound at the door. The door opened gently and closed quickly. The familiar voice deliberately lowered the volume: "Uncle Xie is awake?"

Ji Duan walked in with two bags of food, and his eyes brightened when he glanced at Xie Jin who was sitting on the bed.

"Well... How can you, run out by yourself." Xie Jin only calmed down when he saw Ji Duan coming back, but Ji Duan had a full view of his face, which would not arouse his dissatisfaction, but instead will be happy.

"The delivery man put the food at the door, I avoided it." Ji Duan sat down in front of the bed, he took out a bowl of millet porridge from the bag: "Xiaomi nourishes your stomach, you just vomited not long ago, drink some porridge Bar."

He gently lifted the lid of the lunch box and stuffed it into the other's hand while Xie Jin was still stunned, "I also ordered Sanxian buns.

Being so thoughtful, Ji Duan almost went to feed it himself. There was a deliberate coughing sound from behind. Ji Duan heard the sound and looked over. Wen Liang had already changed his posture and straightened up, his eyes fixed on the other bag of food on the windowsill cabinet. .

"What? Is there something wrong with your throat?" Ji Duan deliberately pretended not to understand. He raised his eyebrows at Wen Liang, "Give me the errand fee, and I can go and buy medicine for you."

A pillow was thrown head-on, followed by Wen Liang's yelling: "I didn't mean you, you just spent my money borrowing flowers and presenting Buddha, and now you don't even know how to bring me a copy?"

Sitting on the bed and eating melon seeds to satisfy his hunger, Wen Liang felt that he would perish in silence if he didn't break out in silence.

"I didn't say I wouldn't buy it for you." Ji Duan stuffed the buns into Xie Jin, and untied another bag. He took something out of it and threw it at Wen Liang, "Well, let's go."

An afterimage of white flowers flashed in front of his eyes, Wen Liang subconsciously caught the thing, the first reaction felt that the soft hand felt very good, and then he looked closely and found that Xie Jin gave him a steamed bun.

"What is this!" The steamed bun was deformed in Wen Liang's hands, and his expression was a little grim, "Anyway, Xie Jin still has porridge to drink, what about me? Will you give me a steamed bun?"

"Spicy crayfish, do you want me to feed you?" Ji Duan hooked the food bag with his fingers and handed the takeaway bag to Wen Liang.

Wen Liang took it over and took a look. The red shrimp was sprinkled with chili oil, and there were two cans of cold beer in the bag.

That's more or less. Wen Liang took the bag with satisfaction and ran to the side to find a place to eat.

Because something happened outside of the plan, the three stayed in Jincheng for an extra night. Before returning to Tan Jiang, they met Su Xiaoxiao at a convenience store near the hotel.

"I heard that the school found the body, and it's still in the studio of our department..." The girl didn't seem to be resting very well, and there was a faint blue halo under her big watery eyes.

She took out a page of things from her arms. It turned out to be the yellow paper charm that Wen Liang had sold to her before, but it looked completely different from what Wen Liang gave her before.

"This is..." Wen Liang looked at the talisman sealed by the transparent plastic film, and secretly wrote down this preservation method in his heart, "Is it framed?"

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, she carefully put the spell into her backpack, and then said to Wen Liang, "Master, have you really seen a ghost in school? Is it a woman whose body was hidden in a sculpture?"

Facing the girl's sincere eyes, Wen Liang still looked like he didn't care. He poked Su Xiaoxiao's forehead lightly with his index finger: "The secret must not be revealed, it's not good to know some things."

"Oh..." Su Xiaoxiao blinked her eyes, but she didn't give up and asked, "Then, can I buy a few more spells? My roommate wanted to ask me to buy some after hearing that it worked."

When it came to selling things, Wen Liang immediately smiled, he hurriedly changed his unpredictable appearance just now, nodded and said: "Of course, not only spells, I also have amulet cards here, and also, the five-color exorcism rope you want don't want……"

Ji Duan and Xie Jin looked at Wen Liang's appearance as if he had fallen into the eyes of money. They looked at each other helplessly, and couldn't help but worry about Su Xiaoxiao and her roommates' wallets.

It was past ten o'clock the next day when he returned to Tan Jiang. Xie Jin received a notice from the company the night before yesterday, so the taxi stopped directly downstairs of the company.

Because he was afraid that his boss would embarrass Xie Jin, Wen Liang also followed Xie Jin to the company at Ji Duan's strong request. They needed to make a reasonable explanation for the live broadcast of the Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts incident.

In fact, they only remembered the live broadcast after the event and looked at the platform records. Only then did they find that the number of viewers in the live broadcast room tripled that of the previous night, and their live broadcast process was also recorded and circulated on the Internet.

For some unknown reason, Xie Jin's mobile phone can clearly capture those strange non-living objects, whether it is the face of a headless female ghost or the murderer Liu Peisheng, people and ghosts are clearly photographed.

Some people say that this is a team operation, and it relies on actors and post-production synthesis. Some people claim that everything they see is real, and there are really ghosts in this world.

There was a lot of noise on the Internet, but Xie Jin, who was at the center of the incident, stood in the corner of the elevator with his neck shrunk, trying hard not to let his face be seen by other people in the elevator.

"Head up, hold your chest up." Wen Liang tapped Xie Jin's shoulder with a cigarette stick, successfully making this sensitive man tremble, and at the same time getting the eye knife of the young man standing in front of Xie Jin.

"I just made him look less strange." Facing Ji Duan's dissatisfaction, Wen Liang just understated that smoking was not allowed in the elevator, so he played with the cigarette stick with his slender fingers.

He lowered his voice, and suddenly leaned closer to Xie Jin's side, "If you want to avoid being embarrassed by your leader for a while, do you think it's convincing to rely on your current appearance?"

"Then, what should I do then..." Xie Jin raised his chin secretly, he quickly looked around at the other strangers in the elevator, and asked in a low voice.

"Do as I say, keep your head up, you have to be confident." Wen Liang tapped his shoulder with a cigarette stick again, "You have to think from the bottom of your heart that this incident was done by the two of you together with the help of the police. You have to have the guts."

"But I..." Xie Jin hesitated, and he turned his eyes to Ji Duan for help. The young man had been standing in front of him since just now, blocking all unfamiliar eyes for him.

Although Ji Duan was shorter than Wen Liang, he was still 1.85 meters tall. Xie Jin needed to raise his head slightly to look at him.

"Well, this time I think what he said makes sense." Ji Duan affirmed, and there was light in his eyes beating faintly, "Uncle Xie, you can't just run away and endure, you have more experience than any of them. Rich, you can't just let those bastards bite you to death before the situation is settled."

Can't escape anymore?

For a moment, his heart seemed to fall, Xie Jin clenched his lower lip, it was not that he did not understand the reason, but the idea and the actual operation were completely different things.

"It's okay, in short, let's talk about it before. After all, this matter is still up to me in the end. I'll be the one who will guide the topic when I go in. You can adapt accordingly."

Wen Liang glanced at the floor that the elevator reached, and suddenly clenched his fists to cheer Xie Jin: "Remember, we are enthusiastic citizens, show the demeanor of being chased by ghosts in the police station."

Wen Liang: La la la la, we are enthusiastic citizens, and enthusiastic citizens are the most diao!