As if feeling the naked mockery behind her, the female ghost suddenly turned her head.

Although the hair covered the head, making it difficult to distinguish the front face from the back of the head, Jian Ran still accurately judged from the front and back of the red dress, and then slowly took out the talisman paper that she carried with her.

The female ghost froze for a moment, let out an unwilling sob, and then disappeared in place.

"It's pretty fast." Jian Ran curled her lips, walked back to the suitcase, and pushed the door open.

As soon as he entered, he saw Lu Yanting standing not far away, looking over with his pitch-black eyes, "It's her?"

"Who?" Jian Ran asked knowingly, and closed the door casually, with a nonchalant tone, when he suddenly thought of something, he raised his head and added, "I'm not afraid of anyone..."

For one hundred million, I can do it.

Lu Yanting pursed his lips, didn't say anything, and sat on the edge of the bed thinking.

"What are you thinking?" Jian Ran tidied up for a while, but couldn't stand it any longer, "Hurry up and tidy up, with your speed, when can we have dinner."

While hanging his clothes, he muttered, "I don't know how the food here is, but the general government units should be pretty good."

Lu Yanting suddenly raised his eyes, "If I die, you will..."

"I won't be a widow, so don't die." Jian Ran blurted out without thinking.

Then he snapped,

The air was suddenly quiet.

Jian Ran, "..." Am I out of my mind?!

Why do you say widow?!

Lu Yanting's dignified expression suddenly dissipated, and the corner of his mouth curled up in a happy arc, directly breaking the awkward atmosphere, "Don't worry, I won't make you a widow."

"I must live a long time!"

The system hiding behind and peeking at the screen, "..." It's over, these two guys are really going to have sex!

Gather at the canteen of the guest house on time at seven o'clock in the evening.

The chef in charge came out to say hello, Jian Ran thought he looked familiar.

"You—" Jian Ran raised his hand hesitantly.

The uncle smiled, "That's right, it's me."

Jian Ran's eyes widened, "Why did you give up your high salary to come here?!"

"Didn't the school be taken over by you?" The uncle helped the chef's hat on his head embarrassingly, "The security guards can't continue, so I came here to apply for the job."

Jian Ran suddenly felt ashamed, "I'm sorry, sir, I lost your job."

Lu Yanting beside him looked at the chef, his lips were pursed into a straight line, and his expression was thoughtful.

"What school, what security guard?" Yu Hong was confused.

This old man in front of him is no ordinary person!

It was pried over by the Cultural Relics Bureau with great effort and guarded in this southern city!

Jian Ran actually knew each other?

"I know, I know!" The director's assistant raised his hand, "Innocent one plus one, Yandong University, right?!"

"Director Yu, that's a love story."

Yu Hong glared at him, "Only those who have no brains read romance dramas!"

The director's assistant was aggrieved, "..."

Wuwuwu, Director Yu, you have offended a large number of fans!

Thankfully it's not a live broadcast!

The canteen of the guest house is quite large, and can accommodate more than ten dining tables.

The dining table is an old folding round table from the 1980s. The pattern on it has been damaged, and the raised skin is particularly irritating.

Actors who are used to living in five-star hotels complained a little, but they didn't dare to speak out, they just complained.

Looking at the dishes served again, he frowned even more, and muttered in a low voice, "This, is this edible?"

Shaking his head next to him, "I don't know."

Suddenly someone howled, "Old man, your stewed pork vermicelli is quite authentic!"

Jian Ran took a sip and nodded vaguely, "Just some more garlic sauce."

As soon as he finished speaking, the old chef came over with a small plate, "Young man, don't you see that you are good at eating?"

"It's okay, I was stationed in the Northeast before." Jian Ran said with a smile.

When the old man left, Lu Yanting came over, "Why didn't I hear that you had this experience?"

"I......"

As soon as Jian Ran said a word, Yu Hong on the opposite side interrupted with disgust on his face, "You don't have any celebrity airs, but if you eat this garlic, the actors who acted with you will suffer."

"I don't mind." Lu Yanting's response seemed seamless, without giving Yu Hong a chance to continue.

The dinner was not to the taste of the southerners, and many celebrities left the cafeteria after eating hastily.

Jian Ran sat until the end and succeeded by walking away almost everyone.

Lu Yanting looked over with a smile on his lips, "Why are you still not satisfied?"

"Who knows if he will work at night and not maintain his strength?" Jian Ran said inarticulately.

Yu Hong on the opposite side of the round table glared at him, looking disgusted and about to get up, but saw the chef walking over with a white bottle,

"Boy, do you want to drink Erguotou?"

Jian Ran looked up, and before he could make a sound, the chef continued, "This thing warms you up and gives you courage."

"Drinking is not allowed during filming!" Yu Hong said rigidly.

The chef turned his head, and his turbid and honest eyes suddenly turned sharp for a moment, and his sense of majesty was like a knife delivered to him.

For some reason, Yu Hong was inexplicably startled, and swallowed the next words.

"Have a drink, it hasn't been shot yet anyway," Jian Ran handed over two or two glasses.

The uncle instantly regained his loving and harmless appearance, pushed Lu Yanting away with his buttocks, and sat next to Jian Ran, "Young man, you are huge, we will not return today if we are not drunk,"

"Just to talk about the most melancholy part after I lost my job..."

When Jian Ran heard that something was wrong, she hurriedly interrupted, "Grandpa, don't you want to seek loss from me?!"

"How can it be!" The uncle raised his head and waved his hands. When his face turned back, his expression suddenly changed, and his smile disappeared instantly, replaced by a dignified, mysterious and gloomy look.

"I just wanted to tell you about the owner of the cemetery here,"

"Many people miss the precious gold and silver left by him,"

"you too?"

The corner of Jian Ran's mouth curled up in an unruly arc, "Take the dead man's money?"

"am I crazy?"

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Sorry cuties, the author has a fever today, there is only one update, go to bed early at night, don't wait in vain!