Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts is a century-old art academy in the city of Tan Jiang. Even if you drive there immediately, it will take at least four hours to drive there.

Xie Jin and Ji Duan looked at each other, they didn't understand which play Wen Liang was here for, they didn't have a car in the middle of the night, so they just left, or did they go to the Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts 100 kilometers away?

Seeing that the two didn't move, Wen Liang sighed repeatedly. He grabbed his white hair and tied a ponytail behind his head: "Don't just look at me, get up."

"Go now?" Ji Duan pointed to the dark sky outside the window, with a "Are you kidding me" expression on his face, "Although Jincheng is not far away, it is also cross-city, so you can go directly without any equipment? And Xie Jin The back injury hasn't worked out yet."

"I don't think it's safe either..." Xie Jin's voice was small, but he also expressed his attitude, "And now this time is really not convenient for the trip."

The two sang in harmony, and the loose pajamas contrasted sharply with Wenliang's neat robe. Wen Liang felt amused: "It's a good promise tonight, what's wrong with sleeping."

"I promised it was purely because of him. Who would have thought that you would act so fast." Ji Duan's eyes were a little bad. He knew that Xie Jin's back was fine, but it would definitely not work according to the current situation.

"Hey." Wen Liang looked embarrassed, and he looked at Xie Jin eagerly, "Because the client was eager to place an order, the ride-hailers they specially drove have already gone downstairs, are you really not going?"

Wen Liang simply ignored Ji Duan's existence and continued to persuade him, "I think this is the first time the three of us have teamed up, and the headless red-clothed ghost is such a good subject matter, don't take the opportunity to live broadcast to increase fans, you don't think it's very good Is it a pity?"

Xie Jin and Ji Duan: "..."

Ji Duan wanted to say something, but his arm was suddenly pulled gently by the man beside him, Xie Jin pursed his lips firmly, "Let's go."

I have to say, this Wen Liang's flickering mouth is indeed righteous. Ten minutes later, the three people who had packed up their equipment sat on the ride and set foot on the road to Jincheng under the eyes of the driver.

The driver is a salaried worker who is on a business trip temporarily. He opened the online car-hailing platform in the early morning and issued a cross-city order with the mentality of giving it a try. Unexpectedly, it was really successful.

"What are you two doing at the Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts in the middle of the night?"

The driver is from Tan Jiang, and he speaks in strong Tan Jiang local dialect. He looked at the co-pilot's Wen Liang from the corner of his eyes, and joked, "The young man has quite a personality. Quite eye-catching."

"Oh, it's not infected, I have albinism." Wen Liang seemed reluctant to say more, and cut off the topic with a smile, which made the driver's brother very embarrassed for a while.

He had no choice but to look at Xie Jin through the rearview mirror, wanting to talk to this man who looked abruptly and honestly, but suddenly he was stunned. When was there another person in the back seat reflected in the rearview mirror?

The driver's brother hurriedly turned his head to look. Of course he couldn't see Ji Duan, and when he turned back, he just met Xie Jin's confused eyes.

"?" Xie Jin, puzzled by the momentary panic on the other's face, asked stumblingly, "What, what's wrong?"

The driver eldest brother rubbed his eyes with one hand, and when he looked at the rearview mirror again, the young man who had just flashed by had disappeared.

"It's nothing, maybe it's my dazzling eyes?" The driver's elder brother muttered and turned his head to drive. He had clearly seen two people sitting in the back seat just now.

Is it because you haven't woken up yet? Or did you drive in the middle of the night and see something unclean?

He shuddered, hurriedly tuned up the radio station he liked to listen to on weekdays, and played the music loudly.

In the back seat, Ji Duan lay on his back on Xie Jin's lap. Soft muscles were more comfortable than inferior leather. He half-squinted his eyes and hummed to Xie Jin.

"He saw me when he looked in the rearview mirror just now. Although it's not a big deal, in order to avoid scaring the driver into a traffic accident, there's no other way but to do it like this."

His reasons were high-sounding, but Xie Jin said that he couldn't. He could only type in the memo on his mobile phone: "Can't you just sit behind him, there is a blind spot in the rearview mirror..."

"But you can still see it." Ji Duan pouted, turned sideways and changed his posture, "Look, he is still looking back frequently. If he suddenly sees a person sitting behind him, he must not be scared to death. what?"

Ji Duan was right, even though the driver looked like he was immersed in nostalgic golden songs, his eyes still betrayed the tension in his heart at this time.

Seeing this, Wen Liang didn't let it go, grabbing his pocket card and taking the opportunity to sell himself: "I see that you always look like you are running at night. When you drive at night, you will always encounter some unclean things. I have opened a door here. Body shield, do you think you need it?"

"Are you a Taoist priest?" The uncle driver seemed to have seen a life-saving straw, and told Wen Liang what he had just seen. He was crying and grimacing, and the man in his forties was aggrieved like a child.

"Daoist, have I encountered something unclean? How do you sell this amulet?"

"I wear it next to my body all the year round. Maoshan Taoists have recited the consecration mantra for seven to forty-nine days, so I have such a shield that can ward off evil spirits." Wen Liang praised the small wooden plaque wildly, and he held it up in front of the driver, " It’s only 300 yuan, if you miss this time, you won’t be left.”

Probably with the mentality of spending money for peace of mind, the uncle driver directly scanned Wen Liang's payment code without saying a word, and then hung the waist plate on his rearview mirror.

Ji Duan was lying on Xie Jin's lap, silently watching Wen Liang directing and acting on his own, this profiteer is really seamless, if the wooden sign is useful, he and Xie Jin's pockets should have been out of the car by now inside.

There were almost no cars on the highway at night, and the driver brother was afraid of the soaring speed, they only took a little over three hours to reach the gate of Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts. Ji Duan looked at the driver who kicked the accelerator and turned to ask Wen Liang:

"So, where is the client?"

Wen Liang looked around and found a petite figure in a 24-hour convenience store not far across the road. He pointed to the girl sitting at the bar by the window: "It should be that one."

They saw the girl in the convenience store. The girl was not tall, and she looked cute with a round oval face the size of a palm, but her condition was not as good as expected.

The girl was the client who placed the order on the software. Her face was exhausted from panic, and there were faint traces of tears flowing in the corners of her eyes.

The girl said that her name was Su Xiaoxiao, and she was a junior student in the oil painting department of Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts. Because she always stayed alone in the studio to practice for the postgraduate entrance examination, she always encountered some weird things.

"Weird things?" Wen Liang was tall, even when he was sitting on a chair, he had to lower his head to see Su Xiaoxiao, "What are the details? Can you tell me about it?"

"Too many...I've heard about it before, and I never thought I would encounter it." When Su Xiaoxiao mentioned the supernatural event in her school, her whole body trembled. I didn't say a useful clue for a long time.

"Just say, I'm a professional in exorcising ghosts." Wen Liang took out a waist card from nowhere and stuffed it into Su Xiaoxiao's hand, "This is a protective card that can keep you safe. You usually wear it as a pendant." , at least to a certain extent to protect you."

Another wooden sign? This time, is it still the one that has been worn next to the body all year round? Ji Duan was a little dumbfounded, but he was right from the very beginning, Wen Liang is not only a big fool, but also a blatant profiteer!

"I..." Su Xiaoxiao clenched the shield tightly in her hand, bit her lower lip until the bitten place lost all color, and then she spoke vaguely.

"When I was creating in the studio, I felt a malicious gaze. The gaze was very vicious. Although I couldn't see it through a layer of glass, I could feel that gaze stayed on me all the time, and it made my hair straighten from behind. hair."

"You said you, can you feel it?" Xie Jin bought a cup of iced coffee and handed it to the girl even though he was short of cash. Favorable, but because girls can also 'feel' the existence of that.

Su Xiaoxiao nodded, she accepted Xie Jin's kindness, and slowly sipped coffee: "The studio of our oil painting department is a glass room, and I was sitting on the side of the corridor at that time, and I painted until one o'clock in the morning , I felt that gaze at that moment."

Su Xiaoxiao's voice began to tremble, her palm-sized face was weeping, as if recalling this incident was a painful one.

"At first, I thought it was a prank by some classmates, so I didn't care about it, but I remembered that I was sitting in the back row, the direction of the line of sight - there, there is only a thick layer of frosting Glass!"

The girl's mood became extremely unstable at this time, and her slightly swollen eyes began to shed tears again. The frightening experience that she had to think about tonight would probably be unforgettable for her forever.

"Maybe someone is standing outside the glass?" Xie Jin was at a loss. He didn't know how to comfort the girl, especially the crying girl. Su Xiaoxiao arrived.

Unexpectedly, Su Xiaoxiao shook her head after hearing this: "Impossible, absolutely impossible... Although the outer wall of the studio is frosted glass, I can still see if there is anyone standing outside. I am sure that there was no one outside at that time, but there were A malicious stare stared at me until I left the studio."

"When you leave the studio, your sight disappears?" Wen Liang played with his tobacco stick, and thought he was still in the convenience store, so he didn't smoke, "After you encountered this, you placed an order on the software and asked me for help, and then kept Stay here and wait for us, right?"

"Yes... I didn't dare to go back to the dormitory. I heard that you should not go home or the dormitory easily if you encounter mysterious things. It is easy to bring it in, but it is not easy to disperse."

Su Xiaoxiao's voice was tinged with tears, and she felt more helpless when she thought about what happened tonight. She looked eagerly at the white-haired man in a strange costume in front of her, "Master, is there any way to drive him away?"

Master...Wen Liang was called by this earthy vocabulary, and the corners of his eyebrows raised unnaturally. He still maintained that standard smile and looked at Su Xiaoxiao.

"I said, I'm a professional in exorcising ghosts."

Through the glass, he looked at the Jincheng Academy of Fine Arts across the road. The blue sky with crab shells was already lightening slightly, covering this century-old school. It was still sleeping in the early morning, and there were others sleeping along with it. something.

"But it's already five o'clock, and the best time has already been missed." Wen Liang glanced at his phone, they rushed across the city from Xie Jin's house, and the time was indeed a bit reluctant as he expected.

He secretly made an evil spirit art, and put his hand lightly on Su Xiaoxiao's shoulder after making seals, "Well, you go back to the dormitory to sleep first, and we will find a hotel near your school to stay in, and we will continue tomorrow night at ten o'clock sharp.".”

Xie Jin: It turns out that I am only one Wen Liang away from getting rich