Tsurumaru was originally disdainful of Qin Tian, but it was only because of the personal recommendation of a respected old man that he reluctantly contacted him and gave Qin Tian a chance.

Including the question that was thrown to Qin Tian just now, it was also to stump him, but what he didn't expect was that Qin Tian just glanced at him casually and saw through all the secrets on his body.

Tsurumaru frowned, looked left and right, and locked the door of the hotel after making sure that no one was there, and then cautiously walked back to the table.

"Mr. Qin Tian, can you please help me keep this matter secret? Because except for a few of my relatives, no one knows that I have raised a little ghost, including the old man. ”

"I'm not going to tell anyone, it's the rule of the industry." Qin Tian pretended to be mysterious.

In fact, how did he know what the rules were unruly, he just said this to reassure Tsurumaru, otherwise Qin Tian was worried that Tsurumaru would make unfavorable moves against him, after all, this was someone's secret.

"Thank you, sir, you have passed this level, and I will help you in front of the master in the future, even if it is my thank you to you."

Tsurumaru is also a smart person, and he stops when he clicks.

Qin Tian nodded slightly, then stared at the phone screen for a while: "By the way, Tsurumaru, I have something to tell you." ”

"How?"

"Have you been feeling tight in your chest and short of breath lately, and occasionally hearing the sound of marbles falling in the middle of the night? And you can't concentrate at work? ”

"How do you know?" His brow furrowed even deeper.

"Have you forgotten what I do?" Qin Tian deliberately pretended to be mysterious.

This information is automatically generated in the mobile phone documents, and after selecting Tsurumaru as the plot character to forcibly intervene, Qin Tian will be able to see his basic information, as well as some strange things he encounters.

Of course, these are limited to what happened to Tsurumaru, everything happened with him as the protagonist and around him.

"What should I do?" He was in a hurry, raising a little ghost was a very dangerous thing in itself, and there had been countless examples of being counterattacked.

"How to do it, emmmmmm"

Qin Tianmo rubbed his chin and fell into a deep groan.

He is not a professional ghost hunter, just a terrifying author, and he often encounters difficult and strange things.

Qin Tian only knew what happened to Tsurumaru when he saw the plot generated on the document, and he didn't use his ability to see it, let alone teach him how to deal with it.

However, since he can forcibly intervene in Tsurumaru's plot, then everything is not a matter of his words?

"Simple, in the next few years, you don't do anything against morality, and don't use the original feeding method to raise a little ghost, you have to communicate with it with your heart, don't blindly ask for it."

Qin Tian was talking nonsense, and in his hand he quickly typed words into the document: as long as Tsurumaru did this, the ghost boy would never turn against him.

He wasn't sure if the intervention would work, it was just an attempt.

After typing the text, Qin Tian stared nervously at the phone screen and found that the line of words shook slightly, but then it became stable and did not disappear.

"It worked!" Qin Tian's pupils contracted slightly, and his heart jumped with joy.

This is the first time since he left the mission that he has been able to use a horror story collection on his own.

The significance of the existence of this software is not only to issue tasks for Qin Tian, but also to allow Qin Tian to have the ability to control the fate of others, provided that the other party must have a terrifying plot.

To put it simply, the other party must be haunted by ghosts, if it is a normal person, Qin Tian will not be able to influence the other party by forcibly intervening.

Once there is a haunted plot on you, as long as the name is written into the document by Qin Tian, it will enter Qin Tian's control.

"Alright, do what I say, and make sure nothing happens to you."

The text on the document is still being generated, but it's all trivial.

As long as strange things are still happening around Tsurumaru, this plot will not end, unless Tsurumaru permanently gets rid of the imp's entanglement and ends this plot, and the text in the document will stop generating.

In fact, the document is also a kind of surveillance from another angle, the surveillance of Tsurumaru.

Many times, Qin Tian only needs to look at the text description in the document to know what happened around Tsurumaru.

"Mr. Qin Tian, follow me."

After Tsurumaru nodded and agreed, he became more attentive to Qin Tian, and the most obvious thing was that his attitude towards Qin Tian had changed a lot.

Tsurumaru was going to take Qin Tian to the old man's house in his mouth next.

On the way there, Qin Tian learned the true purpose of this trip from Tsurumaru.

Something did happen to his master, he couldn't afford to be sick for a long time, and he couldn't find famous doctors all over the world, so he took the risk of using home remedies to find strange people to treat his illness.

Because the old man has a very important project to discuss in person, he must recover his health as soon as possible, and if he does not catch up with the time, the amount of loss is astronomical.

And this time, strange people from all over the world are anxious, and they are going to have an exorcism competition, competing with each other within the specified time, and whoever can become the final winner will get a huge amount of money, and get the full support of the old man.

Qin Tian didn't know how huge the old man's back was, but the one who could say such things was by no means an idle person.

Originally, he just went to see Tsurumaru out of curiosity, but now, he took it seriously and decided to meet the other capable men and magi to see how big the gap was between himself and them.

It doesn't matter if you lose, at least you can gain an insight.

"The old man is not from this city, he is just here to recuperate temporarily, he hates being interrupted when he is talking, and he hates impolite people the most, when I see him, you should be cautious."

Tsurumaru regarded Qin Tian as his own, and kept telling this and that along the way.

"Well, I've written it all down." Qin Tian nodded lightly.

After driving for nearly an hour, the car left the city and went straight to a remote suburb, where it stopped outside a large villa.

After Qin Tian got into the car, he found that the courtyard outside the villa and on the road were full of all kinds of cars, including luxurious Rolls-Royces and ordinary BMW Mercedes-Benz.

But the most inferior of them is also a 300,000-level car.

"It's almost all there, the competition is about to start, hurry up, it should be too late."

Tsurumaru glanced at the time, and then hurriedly took Qin Tian into the villa.

It can be seen that Tsurumaru's status is very high, and the security guards guarding the door did not dare to stop him, but instead bowed their heads to greet him.

Qin Tian followed Tsurumaru into the hall, and was immediately stunned, this hall was the size of a football field!

And the huge place was full of people, their costumes were strange, some were holding incense burners, some were wearing Taoist robes, some were wearing Miao Jiang clothes, some were wearing gossip mirrors around their waists, and some were wrapped in black clothes.

Qin Tian hurriedly swept it over, and he received countless pairs of hostile gazes, and those gazes made his eyes hurt.

"They are all masters with real skills." Qin Tian retracted his gaze and didn't dare to look at it again.

But one last glance made him see the stoves lined up in the corners, which filled the entire hall, and incense wafted from each of them, the smell of sandalwood.

The most striking thing is a large Chinese bed in the center of the hall, with various medical instruments on both sides of the bed.

There were five men in white coats and blue masks walking around the bed, adjusting the instruments and checking on the people lying on the bed from time to time.

Qin Tian's gaze finally fell on the person on the bed, it was an old man who was close to old age, with gray hair and age spots on his face, but he was not angry and arrogant, wearing loose pajamas, and was reading quietly.

He didn't speak, and all the people gathered in the hall didn't dare to make a sound, so they could only watch him quietly.

"There's another newcomer."

He put down the book and turned his head to look at Qin Tian, his face changed slightly, and he was slightly surprised: "I didn't expect to be so young, you are the youngest in the audience." ”

"Yes, old man, although I am young, it does not mean that I have no skills, and I will definitely try my best to cure the old man's illness this time."

Qin Tian replied with a smile.

"What a big breath." A white-faced man with makeup smiled sharply.

"A little kid, still coming to this kind of place? Are you not afraid of death? ”

"Afraid of death?" Qin Tian turned around and looked over, smiling even brighter.

No one noticed that two burly figures were standing behind Qin Tian at the moment, guarding him on the left and right, and they were his two ghost servants.