"That...... What is Foundation Damage? When did I have the ability to destroy the 'foundation' of the female ghost? And let me and a female ghost never die? Yuan Xi really didn't know that she still had this ability, and she even provoked a female ghost.

"Of course you don't have the ability to do this, you're just a newborn who has just been transformed, even if there is a little bit of supernaturalness, it's not surprising, the real power is the camera you just obtained." Yang said.

"It's strange, how do you know everything about today's events? Are you an eye or an unpredictable prophet? Yuan Xi never remembered talking to her landlord about the camera.

"I just know that as long as I want to know, there is nothing I can't know." Yang said indifferently. These words are so crazy that Yuan Xi doesn't know how to answer them.

"Take it out, I know you brought your camera." Yang looked at the small black shoulder bag that Yuan Xi was carrying.

"No, that's it, the name written on the courier was originally given to Yuan Xi, and I finally laughed at it." Yuan Xi took out the retro camera called "Eternal Night DV13" from his satchel and handed it to Yang Yinnian.

Yang took the camera, and his eyes became extremely deep in an instant, loss, remembrance, remorse, disgust, sweetness...... Several complicated feelings flashed in that eye, fleeting.

"The last time I saw it, it was 20 years ago, and I didn't expect to meet it again today, it's like fate." He said with a smile, turned on the camera with ease, raised the camera again, and looked at Yuan Xi through the lens, looking at the unreal beautiful girl in front of him.

"It's like yesterday again." Yang Annian gently pressed the shutter, only to realize that the camera was not loaded with film at all, sighed lightly, shook his head, and put the camera aside.

Yuan Xi was a little stunned, the landlord now looks like he is twenty-four or five years old at most, how can he remember what happened twenty years ago? This is bragging! And he seems to be very familiar with this camera, is there any other story behind this?

"And the photos? The photo you took today. Yang Annian unceremoniously stretched out his hand to Yuan Xi.

Yuan Xi took more than a dozen photos of her in the murderous mansion on the table and opened them together.

Blood-red walls, mottled bloodstains, red handprints, venomous curses, dark curses...... Yang Annian's face was as usual and he looked at the shocking supernatural photos.

"I have to say, your photography skills are terrible...... This one is a mess of paste, the angle of this one is so strange that it can't be added, and this one doesn't shoot anything of value at all......" Yang Annian commented on Yuan Xi's photography skills one by one.

"This ......" Yang Yannian's gaze finally stopped on the real supernatural photo of the female ghost taken by Yuan Xi against the wall, stretched out his hand, and gently brushed the white and delicate face of the female ghost in the photo.

"That's it, I have to say, you were really shit lucky to get this kind of picture when you first got the Eternal Night Camera." Yang Annian seemed to be smiling.

"Why can I take a picture and destroy the 'foundation' of the female ghost?" Yuan Xi really couldn't understand the connection between the two.

"What do you understand to be a ghost?" Yang Yannian didn't answer, his train of thought didn't know where to jump again.

"Probably something that still lives in the world after death because of resentment and obsession, and has some kind of supernatural power." Yuan Xi had to reluctantly follow Yang Yinnian's train of thought.

"Only on the surface, not on the essence." Yang Yannian shook his head with a wicked smile.

"Is it reasonable to be dead and still alive? Is it in accordance with the laws of nature? ”

"It's definitely not true, it's completely contrary to common sense." Yuan Xi felt that Yang Annian was guiding her with the tone of popular science with children.

"So in my definition, ghosts are distortions of the world, things that shouldn't exist." When Yang Annian said this, he looked like a radiant professor in a university lecture hall.

"How do you destroy something that doesn't exist?" Yang asked in the morning.

Yuan Xi didn't know how to answer, this is a paradox, since it doesn't exist in the first place, then how can it be destroyed?

"The way is to let it exist, only what exists can be destroyed, and something like your camera is a spiritual weapon that can give ghosts the existence of a ghost, a supernatural weapon that forcibly pulls ghosts and taboos that exist in another dimension into the real world!"

Yuan Xi looked at the black ancient camera, and felt that with Yang Yinnian's explanation, this seemingly ordinary camera also added a bit of evil magic.

"It's mysterious and mysterious, so how did I give that female ghost 'existence' this time?" Yuan Xi felt that what Yang Annian said was too mysterious, too many things that stayed in theory, and it was really hard to believe such an empty explanation.

"Ghosts are all things that once existed, and now although their ontology is in the spirit world, by the definition of reality, they do not exist at all, but if they want to exert influence on the real world, they are destined to leave their own connections in the real world, which is the so-called 'foundation' of ghosts." Yang Annian showed the photo of Yuan Xi leaning against the blood-colored symbol on the wall, his face full of resentment: "The connection of ghosts is sometimes the thing they care about or hate the most when they are alive, sometimes it is the murder weapon that caused their death, and sometimes it is the wreckage left behind when they die...... After Yuan Xi was killed, her body was put into the wall by the murderer, so you can only take a picture of her existence in the spirit world when you take a picture of it. ”

"What? You said that Yuan Xi's body was hidden in the wall of the murderous mansion facing my bed?! Yuan Xi finally knew where the ubiquitous depression in the murderous house she felt before came from, she could imagine that when she came home after hard work again and again, when she was lying on the bed like a dead pig, there was a pair of eyes looking at her viciously in the opposite wall, it was strange that she could sleep soundly!

"Then since I've already photographed her body through her corpse, how can she still turn into a ghost and want to hunt me down?" Yuan Xi was even more puzzled.

"That's because of ...... There's more to her than one! Yang Annian laughed hehe, as if he thought of something interesting.

"Come to think of it, what other connection can she have?" Yang smiled and pointed to the strange black and white supernatural photo.

Yuan Xi followed his gaze and carefully looked at the supernatural photo, the more he looked, the more he felt that Yuan Xi on this photo was alive, his hollow and dark big black eyes were staring at Yuan Xi's beautiful eyes that were almost exactly the same color but dark blue, and then looked closely, the shape of the female ghost in the photo was blurred, and the blood-colored runes carved on the wall behind the female ghost flowed like a snake, and finally the female ghost's body was blurred and transparent, and the woman's painful cry faintly sounded in her ears, and the blood-colored runes in her eyes began to spin and spin rapidlyand then fade away......

The only thing left on the photo that had a physical presence was the red, old, corrupt ......

"Wooden comb?" Yuan Xi said in a trance.

The wooden comb was suspended on the neck of the female ghost, whose form had faded, and it was beautifully made, and the hair of the wooden comb was stained with black blood, and the wooden comb was carved with cloud-shaped flow patterns.

At this time, it was almost six o'clock, a royal female singer wearing a red dress, thin waist and long legs, and hair dyed light blue sat on the table near the entrance of the coffee shop with a guitar, followed by a yellow-haired exploding young man with an uninhibited smile holding an electronic piano, and a stout man with long hair like an artist, wearing earrings and tattoos, strode to the drum kit, and tapped the drum surface a few times with a drumstick.

The singer lowered her head to tune the guitar a few times, played a few clear overtones, and then looked up and smiled affectionately at the guests below:

"Thank you all for sitting here at this time and enjoying this enchanting evening with Tide Coffee," the female singer's voice was clear and a little charming hoarse, like a female siren in the Viking Sea.

"I'm a street singer, Qing Ying, I'm going to sing a song next......" The female singer Qing Ying stood up from the swivel chair facing the audience, and the spotlight hit her face, which was slightly red from excitement.

The crowd cheered and applauded, the light and shadow were blurred, the neon was gorgeous, and the singer calmly played the guitar in the noisy atmosphere, playing the familiar rhythm smoothly:

""Li Bai" sung by Mr. Yang Yannian for Miss Yuan Xi!"

Eh, eh, Yuan Xi didn't know how to react for a while, and suddenly turned his head to look at the singer on the stage, and found that the singer was also looking at her with a kind smile, as if he had known her for a long time, and at the same time, the male creatures around him couldn't take their eyes off because of Yuan Xi's startled glance, and several boys' girlfriends frowned and pinched their boyfriends' waists.

And Yang Annian, who was sitting opposite, leaned back in his chair, looked comfortable, smiled and applauded with the people.

"Most people want me to learn to look at the world

I have carefully studied the worldly vision, and the worldly until dawn......" The female singer closed her eyes and lowered her head, and in the eyes of people who were either hot or encouraging or appreciative, the singer sang a cappella with the melodious melody of the guitar.

"I didn't understand a word in a foreign movie

It's a joke to see the ending," the drummer picked up the long black hair that covered his face, and began to beat the drum to the rhythm.

"You see how well-behaved and smart I am, how obedient and treacherous" is slightly different from the original song, turning into a clear warping tone, after singing this sentence, the female singer's face is filled with a playful evil smile, raising her eyebrows at the audience below, the eyes of a group of boys are straight, she is not very old, but she knows how to use her charm better.

"I drank a few big bowls of rice wine and then left to imitate

As soon as I went out, I accidentally spit out the painting and calligraphy" The yellow-haired young man played quickly on the electronic piano keys with both hands like a convulsion at this time, and his nimble fingers drew an afterimage in mid-air.

"You take a bite a day and dear each other

What an unpopular look" Looking at the radiant and charismatic singers on stage, Yuan Xi felt that he was simply in front of the stage of The Voice of China, and he was stunned for a while.

"If I can do it all over again, I will choose Li Bai

Not so many people guess how well it was done hundreds of years ago

If I can do it all over again, I will choose Li Bai

At least I can write poems to tease girls......" At the climax, the female singer stood up and sang with her head up, her eyes were clear and misty, her hands intricately playing a series of syllables on the acoustic guitar, and flicking the cloud-like blue hair behind her head, which bloomed like a blue flame. The drum kit and drummer play a stirring melody, leaving countless shadows in the hands as they strike, and the electronic piano player moves exaggeratedly and quickly follows the singer's melody.

Everyone present was infected by the singer's enthusiasm, raising their glasses, blowing whistles, howling, lovers embracing each other sweetly, friends drinking happily, passers-by at the door of the coffee shop have stopped at the door to listen in a circle, and the three people on the stage have completely forgotten themselves into the performance, and the atmosphere is no less than any concert......

"Hey, what are you playing with?" Yuan Xi reacted at this time and asked Yang Yinnian on the other side.

"Ale?" The position opposite her, which was empty, was a small note on the bottle of the Marquis's dry red wine:

"I've told you so much key information, so naturally you're going to pay the bill." It is also accompanied by a smiley face pattern with a wicked smile.

I thought this guy was a rich second generation just now, but I didn't expect to run away like this?!! Looking at the incredible prices of the wines on the menu, Yuan Xi felt like he was about to collapse!

At the same time, on the suburban road, a passing truck stopped on the side of the road, the driver's uncle got out of the car in horror, stumbled a few steps on the crushed messy rice field, looked at the courier truck that had been deformed and caught fire not far away on the big tree, and immediately dialed 120.

He ran to the front window of the delivery van and patted the blackened window of the flames that had been burned all over the cracks:

"Brother inside, are you still angry?" When I looked in, the windows of the car were already full of black smoke, and I couldn't see the situation inside.

He gritted his teeth, stepped on the car, grabbed the handle of the door with his hand, and with a force of his hand, he pulled down the door that had been moved.

The black smoke cleared, and the scene inside made him take a few steps back and sit on the ground, then turn around and crawl to the ground to run.

In the front of the car emitting black smoke, the lower half of the body of the man in the green courier overalls has been completely penetrated by the deformed car baffle, and the flesh and blood are blurred, but the man is still smiling, using a red old wooden comb to stiffly comb the hair that does not exist at the back of his head again and again......

He turned his head stiffly and giggled at the driver, the dark figure of a woman behind him slowly emerging from his body.

"Boom!" The fuel tank of the express car was ignited, exploded, sparks flew everywhere, and the surrounding trees and rice fields began to burn with dark red flames, and at the moment of the explosion, the driver jumped forward in time and fell heavily to the ground, and he screamed in pain on the ground unscathed, rolling, and covering his head.

On his face, a clump of jet-black hair was entwined to burrow into his eyes, nose, mouth, and ears, and the pale black veins on his face bulged......