Xia Yuan's two hands kept crossing in front of his chest, his eyes flickered brightly and darkly, and his face was blue and red when he was seen by the old man of Ximen.

The two feet were crossed together, rubbing against the ground involuntarily, showing his uneasiness.

I looked at him, a little embarrassed, this person didn't look like he was lying, the focus of his eyes was also very clear, and he still had consciousness, but he didn't have a little bit of unclean yin qi on his body, which was very confusing.

It stands to reason that they are all in such intimate contact, how can they not be touched?

Seeing that I didn't speak, he finally couldn't hold it back, and said carefully: "Master Anzhi, am I hopeless?" The red strands in his eyes became denser and denser, and his pale lips trembled, and he was already on the verge of collapse.

I sighed, but I couldn't find any comforting words, and Simon Blowing Frost, who had a wide heart, actually fell asleep...

"This, I don't think there's anything abnormal about you, except for being on the subject, have you encountered any other strange things?"

"Other strange things? Can this inexplicably exploded chrysanthemum be a more bizarre thing? Xia Yuan smiled bitterly, drank all the water in one gulp, and handed over the cup again, from the moment he entered the door, he seemed to rely on drinking water to stabilize his mood.

"It seems that there really isn't, but on the first day, I felt a little pain in my neck, and then it was fine." After half a ring, he spoke, turning his back and touching his neck with his hand.

I looked along his fingertips, and under the thick hair, I really found a wound, but after a long time, the wound had already scabbed, but there was a curved crescent mark, which was usually blocked by the hair, and I really couldn't find it if I didn't look carefully.

Crescent-shaped imprints? Could it be that this mysterious creature is a mother?

I woke up Simon Blowing Frost, who was sleeping soundly, and the old man stared at the sleepy eye for only a moment, then turned his head back and went back to sleep, pointing to the west with one hand.

I sat on the edge of the bed, looking at this strange scene in front of me, and suddenly I felt like I was in another country.

A mysterious master Simon Blowing Frost who appeared out of nowhere, a young female ghost who was killed, and an undercover reporter who suspected that he had been taken on by someone.

I rubbed my head with a headache, I really attracted all kinds of gods.

"Are you in a hurry?"

Under the sun, the golden light on the Hades ring on my hand flowed, particularly dazzling, at this moment, my heart suddenly settled, no matter what, I still have to find Qin Luo out first, it just so happens that he also has a cultural communication company, even if I really can't do it, I can happily fall into the pot.

"I..." Xia Yuan froze, as if he didn't expect me to say this, and he was embarrassed over there.

"That's right, I have some important things to do recently, if you can wait a few days, let's figure it out together, okay?"

Xia Yuan lowered his head, a trace of disappointment flashed on his face, but he quickly returned to normal, gritted his teeth and said word by word: "It's okay, master, you are busy first, I am not bad for the past few days." ”

"Okay, you leave the phone and look for you when I'm done, but I have a problem, if I really find it, do you really want me to take him?"

"I..."

Xia Yuan didn't seem to have thought about this problem, and became squeaky again, and the corners of his mouth sometimes rose and sometimes shriveled.

I didn't bother him, took out the small porcelain bottle from my bag, took Lin Lili in, and pulled Ximen Fuxue out of the small guest house.

Walking to the door, the "enthusiastic" proprietress seemed to want to say something, but I didn't want to communicate with her anymore, although she didn't participate in Lin Lili's matter at that time, but with such a poor sound insulation here, how could she not hear it at all.

I can't say that she wants money, I'm afraid it's wrong, after all, people are selfish, it's just me, I don't want to get close.

I came out in a hurry, only brought my grandfather's card and a few changes of clothes, and when I left the guest house at the moment, I didn't have so much burden.

It's just that I'm left with myself around, and I'm suddenly a little unaccustomed.

I followed Simon Feishuang's instructions and found the peculiar little shop he said.

From the outside, it looks like an antique teahouse, but the font on the door is a modern acrylic glass version, which is particularly eye-catching during the day.

"Qingyun Pavilion, the name is quite nice." I stopped at the door and subconsciously read it.

"That's natural, this name was given by our boss, and I specially invited my husband to see it at that time." A nice male voice came out of my voice coldly behind me, and I turned around to see a man in a pink shirt looking at me with a smile on his face.

A little messy silver hair, big brown eyes, a high nose bridge, the corners of the mouth slightly raised, there is a bad feeling, plus the unruly little eyes, it is very satisfying to all the fantasies of a teenage girl, but I'm old.

"Huh?" I moved a few steps without a trace, and looked at him suspiciously, isn't there only a girl here? How can there be a man anymore.

The man didn't seem to expect his proud appearance to be ignored by me, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but he quickly regained his signature smile.

"Girl, this is the first time I'm here, but we're not open during the day, so I don't have to invite you in and sit down."

"Girl?" I laughed and said, "It's all retro, but it aroused my curiosity even more."

"Yes, it's all the rules set by the boss, it's not easy to make money these days!" He shrugged his shoulders helplessly, as if he was complaining, but there was no lack of respect for his so-called boss in that look.

"Hehe, then I'll see you in the evening, I'll come."

I said with a smile, although I don't know what kind of place this is, but since someone is willing to lead the way, it is also excellent, just looking at the appearance of this person, it seems that he has a great sense of trust and loyalty to his boss.

"Really? Then the evening awaits you. The corners of the man's eyes rose slightly, and there were a few red clouds in his fair skin. He took out a red business card from his bosom and handed it over with both hands.

I took it, took a serious look, and said goodbye to him.

The business card didn't have a tall title on it, and there was no similar company introduction, just a blooming peach blossom, extraordinarily enchanting, and a golden number, 68.

I don't know if it's a ranking, or if it's just a sequence.

I glanced at the watch on my wrist, but it was just 12 o'clock, this place is a bar street except for the name, and all the doors are closed during the day, I walked out of the distance, only to find a small noodle restaurant that looks quite clean, and walked in with Uncle Ximen.

As soon as we entered, both of us frowned at the same time.

It's no wonder that there is no one at this meal, and the corners are full of extremely miserable ghosts that have died, and when they see us, instead of hiding, they are still there grinning wildly.

It seems to be a provocation.

Ximen Feishuang saw that the ghost's eyes were straight, and the round body quickly pounced, pointed his fingers, and drew a spell in the air out of thin air, and after a few moments, those old ghosts were detained by him, staring at frightened eyes one by one, unable to speak.

"Hmph, tease Uncle Ben, little guys, you guys are really rampant!" The old man squinted his eyes and looked smug. It seems normal to me, but the few diners next to me can't be so calm.

One by one, they put down their chopsticks and stared at him with big eyes, and a few of them didn't hide their expressions of contempt when they saw his dirty clothes.

"What are you doing, where did you get the neuropathy, so you don't let people eat well!"

"That's right, you don't need to cheat if you want to cheat and eat and drink, right?"

The sharp words filled the entire hotel, and the original smile on Uncle Ximen's face froze in an instant, he wanted to help these people by doing good deeds, but he was disliked.

A very strange smile suddenly appeared on his face.

Seeing this, the old ghosts who were held in the net by him turned their sorrow into joy one by one, and seemed to have seen freedom beckoning to them.

An ominous premonition came to his mind, although the old man looked harmless to humans and animals, but under the toad mirror, who could really know what he was thinking?

The sleepy-eyed restaurant was finally overwhelmed by the diners, and reluctantly moved out of the counter and came towards the two of us.

Originally, I was far away and didn't see it clearly, but when I walked in, I found that the black gas on the store's body was already very deep, and an old ghost in red clothes was squatting on top of his head, pressing it there.

Even when he saw Simon blowing frost and catching a lot of ghosts, he was very calm.

"What a ghost! So all these things were bought? "The red-clothed ghost is already a very powerful existence in this era, although it is not difficult to say that Uncle Simon wants to destroy him, but the ghost in red can either be a great good and accumulate a certain amount of merit, or a great evil and accumulate too many resentments.

But the one in front of him is very strange, he has both a belly full of cyan resentment, and a very dazzling light of merit.

The ghost rolled his eyes, glanced at me, and then at the group of ghosts in the net.

Snorted coldly: "Hmph, I didn't do it, there is a debtor and a master, and the old man is not so idle." ”

Old man? What a strange name.

"Oh, that's right, then we can talk about it." Uncle Simon said, tying a knot in the net pocket, and the originally huge space was directly shrunk into a small box of more than ten centimeters, which was still incorporeal.

"What are you talking about? I know you're a master, but I'm not afraid, I'm dead anyway, and when I finish my big thing, if you want to take me in, I'll send it myself. ”

The old ghost did not stop his movements, and there was no expression on the faces of those ghosts begging for mercy, which was quite a sense of seeing through the world.

Compared to his chic, the owner of the ramen restaurant is not so calm. Caise's face was full of anger, and he immediately yelled at Ximen Blowing Frost: "Where did you come from to ask for food, it's still a psychopath!" Are you going or not? If you don't go, I'm going to do it! ”