Jingle looked at Bo Cumin in horror, with a click, the microphone in his hand fell to the ground, the current state of affairs, no matter how you look at the concert, it is impossible to continue.

Because of the sudden appearance of the ghost in the square, everyone panicked, and the staff at the scene ran away, although the people of the ghost burial team stopped the further escalation of the situation in time, under Shi Jian's order, the staff who ran out were caught by the people of the ghost burial team and pulled to the parking lot behind.

Look at those ghosts again, more than 200 people, all chanting, very excited, all eyes focused on the stage, Jingle's body, not realizing that they were dead.

"Ouch, something doesn't seem right."

An honest voice came, I turned around, it was Yao Pan, the fat man from Huangquan, it was Lan Ruoxi's boss, he ran over panting.

I saw the charm around me, and she looked at these excited and screaming ghosts in amazement.

"The mourners have seen it countless times, such ghosts, pitiful, hateful, lamentable, pathetic."

Listening to what Yu Mei said, I nodded, and Yao Pan walked to my side in surprise.

"Brother Qingyuan, hurry up and solve it, alas, otherwise it is easy to get out of the situation, our people can only be on the periphery for a long time, struggling to support, alas, it's unspeakably miserable, after all, we don't dare to act rashly without the permission of the adult next to you."

"What does the life and death of a person have to do with the mourning family?" Yu Mei turned her head and slowly spit out, Yao Pan nodded and smiled.

"What's going on?"

"Oh, I almost forgot, you don't understand this, Brother Qingyuan, do you know that our people in Huangquan, why do we people in Huangquan have to go over as soon as possible, and let the soul go to the ghost gate to report?"

I shook my head, indeed, I hadn't really thought about it.

"It's just to prevent the yin qi from gathering, presumably Brother Qingyuan, you also know that this yin qi gathers too much, it will cause harm to ordinary people, once a person dies in a certain place, this place, ordinary, will have yin qi, and once the ghost of the dead person refuses to leave this place, this earth qi will be hindered, and the yin qi will accumulate."

"So, if you don't get these ghosts away, will there be some accidents here?"

"It's not such a simple question, Brother Qingyuan, this leyline, once it is blocked by yin qi and cannot circulate, it will affect many things in this world, and the so-called fortune is the most important of it, do you know? Since the appearance of such a large number of ghosts here, what has happened around here? ”

I listened with interest, and Yao Pan told me that in the vicinity of this square, there have been more than 30 unusual traffic accidents from the appearance of these ghosts, and there are more than a dozen shops.

"How is this possible?"

"Hehe, Brother Qingyuan, you may sound mysterious, but if you find someone who understands feng shui and take a look, you will know, near this place, now it is now a trend of breaking the stream, becoming a pool of stagnant water, you haven't noticed, there are no people around? Before. ”

Yao Pan said this, we have been here twice, indeed, we rarely see people, and even if there is, it is very rare, especially the shops that sell things, many of which are closed.

"One or two ghosts, maybe it won't affect so much, but look at it, Brother Qingyuan, the number of ghosts here is more than 200 people, it's good that these ghosts, part of the time, are in the Soul Inn!"

I continued to look over, Jing Le was just covering his head, his legs were weak with fright, sitting on the ground, he didn't dare to open his eyes at all, Bo Ziran stood next to her, quietly guarding the side.

"Miss Jingle, stand up, the fans below are still waiting for you." Bo Cumin said gently, it is the first time I have seen Bo Cumin like this, showing a very gentle expression, he squatted next to Jing Le, stretched out a hand, and wanted to put it on Jing Le's head.

After hesitating, I saw Bo cumin, and then he retracted his hand, as if he wanted to say something.

Jingle was still sitting on the ground, covering his head, not saying anything, still trembling all over.

"Think about it, before you didn't succeed, how did you get over those days, although it was very hard, but at least, you survived, came all the way here, and became a star admired by thousands of people, didn't you? Let them see, now you are just a fall, just stand up, stand up......"

Bo Cumin said softly, Jing Le a little, slowly opened his hand, and looked at Bo Cumin blankly.

"You... Who are you... Who is ......?"

Bo Cumin stood up and smiled.

"I'm just a big fan of yours, I've liked you since you debuted, take a good look, they, they're all your fans, just like me, I just want to see your wonderful performance, their hearts, they will be happy, go ahead, take a good look at them."

Jingle's face was still frightened, but it trembled, and it stopped little by little, Bo Cumin picked up the microphone and handed it to Jingle's hand.

However, now there is a problem, those who are in charge of the music, the staff, have already left, just when I was wondering, suddenly, from the back of the stage, I saw Gu Dong, he walked out of the backstage with a lot of people, as well as ghosts.

Under Gu Dong's command, a group of people and ghosts began to get busy, I still remember that two people and two ghosts had been in the exile town before, and they had accompanied Gu Dong, so I ran over in surprise and came to the side of the stage.

"Why are you here?"

Gu Dong smiled, looked at Bo Cumin and said.

"It's this gentleman who asked me."

Then Bo Cumin smiled slightly.

"Okay, now it's okay, now you, you must be able to, show the most beautiful voice in your heart to everyone."

The light of the neon lights flickered, and the rhythmic music sounded little by little, melodious and pleasant, Jingle stood on the stage and clenched the microphone in his hand.

After Bo Cumin came down from the stage, we stood aside, and the ghosts standing below cheered, and as the prelude music progressed, I found that the appearance of Jingle Mune had disappeared.

Little by little, Jingle straightened up.

"Please listen to the first song, tonight, with you."

The voice also returned to normal, the song sounded, beautiful and beautiful, the voice was smart, and the people Gu Dong found were also working hard to participate in the performance of this concert.

The lyrics seem to pass through people's hearts, they are very good, and every note seems to be beating and jumping, this is Jingle, I opened my eyes wide, looked at her, on the stage, Jingle is getting more and more open, and the state is getting better and better.

The singing voice seemed to melt people's hearts, and I couldn't help but indulge in this singing, and I gradually understood why so many people like this star, looking at her on stage, it is real and happy.

On the contrary, the Jingle who is now full of negative news and has a big temper in my life is not the most real.

On the contrary, now this Jingle who is completely immersed in her own world, with her own singing, dancing and dancing, is the most real her, she is only 25 years old, and Jingle has won many awards, I don't know how much she has paid behind her, but at this moment, it is the best.

Bo Cumin turned around and walked slowly, and I stopped him.

"Are you leaving?"

Bo Cumin just smiled.

"yes."

I walked over and grabbed him with a hand.

"Please see the end."

Time passed minute by minute, Jingle was on the stage, performing hard, the ghosts below, gradually, became fewer and fewer, with the singing, those ghosts were full of happy expressions, and gradually disappeared.

At the end of the song, the ghosts under the stage finally disappeared, and Jingle was sweating and wheezing.

"Thank you, tonight's concert, that's ......"

With a bang, Jingle fainted and fell on the platform.

With a snort, Bo Cumin suddenly flew past me, and then hugged Jingle who had fallen, and I hurriedly walked over.

Although he had fainted, Jing Le's face showed a smile.

"It's heavy, it's really heavy......"

Bo Cumin said sadly, and then handed Jingle to me, and I stretched out my hands and took it.

"Didn't you say something to him?"

Bo Cumin smiled indifferently and shook his head.

"I've already said what I should say, in this life, I just hope that she can live well in the next life, so it's good."

After saying that, Bo Cumin floated into the air, and little by little, I shouted loudly.

"If you're free, if you're free, listen to her concert and watch her show."

"Ah, yes, after all, I'm a big fan of hers!"

The next day, the news was full of all kinds of words, saying that Jingle was deceiving people, because there was no equipment to record this wonderful performance, however, Jingle just silently smiled at the media, didn't say anything, and left in the venue of the press conference, escorted by the security guards.

"Alas, Qingyuan, that little girl, it's really, it's a pity." Shi Jian smoked silently on the side, and then smiled.

I just watched silently, Jingle got into the car, the car started slowly, and disappeared in front of everyone little by little.

"It's okay, she should be fine, in the future, as Bo Cumin said, she is now, she just fell, and when she gets up again, everything will be fine."