The time came around 11.31.

Two guests, who were not guests, took their things and walked up.

"Someone from headquarters?"

Jiang Xiaobai counted the messy gifts, and walked towards the backyard with a white skeleton in his arms, he turned his head to look.

Belly Chengchuichi was very busy, almost finished painting one guest, and the next guest immediately walked up and waited for registration.

The ghost baby was honestly dressed in white, standing at the door, motionless.

In addition to the quirky guests, the three of them attract attention.

Li Jun looked at this with the corners of his eyes jumping wildly, and his heart was panicked, these guests, there is no doubt that they are all ghosts!

Even as Wang Xiaoming's bodyguard, he has been exposed to many supernatural events, and even uses ghosts for experiments.

But now, he really wants to turn around and run, and he doesn't want to stay in this place for a second!

The same is true for Wang Xiaoming.

He has seen the big scene, and he knows that a white event is being held here, but he doesn't know that it is not a white event that is held here, but a ghost party!

But this is where the ghosts meet.

"Here, you two? Jiang Xiaobai, the ...... of the headquarters, walked over with a list of ledgers.

He knew that someone from the headquarters would come today, and there were three of them, but the operator Xia Xiaoxue didn't know who was coming, and he didn't know either.

"Stop, stand there and don't move! We are the people from the headquarters who come and come into contact with you. Li Jun let out a low snort.

"It's from the headquarters, that's okay, come here and help, I'm too busy here." Jiang Xiaobai said, and two white bone corpses appeared, holding a white robe, a mask, and a white balloon in their hands.

There are so many things like this in white clothes, with masks, and white balloons.

They are interspersed between the guests, carrying plates......

"It's ......." Li Jun was a little confused.

We're here to negotiate with you, not to help you.

Fortunately, the two looked around for a while, and nothing happened, except for the feeling of discomfort and panic, there was no more.

Ghosts are ghosts, but they don't care about you.

The ghost seems to have a purposeful purpose to find a random chair to sit down, and those who can't find a chair stand aside and wait.

"Professor Wang, why hasn't Old Qin come back yet?" Li Jun asked solemnly.

"I don't know." Wang Xiaoming replied casually, staring at the guests walking by, his eyes were glowing with golden light, and a bold idea appeared in his mind.

Do the experiment......

As soon as the thought came to him, he immediately strangled the dangerous, bold idea.

"Let's go, do as he says, and we'll help." Looking at the white bones in front of him for about a minute, the other party didn't make any moves, for fear of scaring himself and Li Jun, Wang Xiaoming spoke.

A ghost is a ghost, and if you see too much, you will become numb.

What's more, he's experimenting on ghosts!

The ghosts gathered together, called it a ghost nest, and when they saw it, the surprise passed, and the ghosts were still like that.

"Why don't you wait for Old Qin." Li Jundao.

"No, I'd like to see what's in this ancestral hall, or the guests." Wang Xiaoming took a white coat, and there was a wad of yellow paper money under the white clothes.

"This is ......, it seems that this guest is here, which means money, and the money for ghosts ......." Wang Xiaoming put on a white coat, looked at the door of the ancestral hall, lit the yellow paper money in the middle of the belly, quickly registered the names of the guests in front of him, and then took out the yellow paper money and quickly lit it.

The white clothes are a bit big, and they are a little loose when they are put on, Wang Xiaoming took the yellow paper money, did not take the mask, the white balloon, he shouted at Jiang Xiaobai over there and said, "What do you need us to do!" ”

"This person's heart is so strong, and he is also an ordinary person, when he sees a ghost, he is not afraid, but a little happy, is this an ordinary person?" Jiang Xiaobai thought in his heart, pointed to the door, and said, "Register your name for the time being." ”

Li Jun wanted to say something, but seeing Wang Xiaoming squeezing past these guests and walking towards the ancestral hall, he was heartbroken, put on white clothes, and followed.

With the assistance of the three of them, the work efficiency is very fast, and the entrance to the ancestral hall is no longer crowded.

In his spare time, he will answer Wang Xiaoming's various questions, and he almost tells the color of his underwear, and he is not clear when he is covered.

Qin Lao walked up the stairs step by step, and in his eyes, all the guests around him disappeared, there was only one step here, and there was not a single guest at all.

Pedal up the steps, there are five people, one thing.

Jiang Xiaobai, ghost baby, belly into middle one, Wang Xiaoming, Li Jun.

A black coffin.

"They are just supernatural products in the murals, affected by Jiang Bai's curse ability, they came here, the sixth painting that has not yet appeared is the scene here, tomorrow, the last day, the seventh mural will appear, and the supernatural here will disappear and be taken away by the people of Shexiyi."

"Then Jiang Bai's second curse ability is to make the previous supernatural appear, attract them to gather together, and after holding a white event, disappear, it's really ...... Terrible curse! ”

Qin Lao thought about the situation here, glanced at Jiang Xiaobai, the other party also cast a puzzled look, he smiled, and slowly spoke: "My surname is Qin, and the people in the headquarters call me Qin Lao, hello, Jiang Xiaobai." ”

"Hello, hello, Elder Qin, please inside." Jiang Xiaobai said politely, looking up and down at this old man, about eighty years old, all exuding a tomb atmosphere, or dead air, he may not live long, and his life will not be long.

But on the other party, there was a terrifying, weird feeling, and the white-haired old man he had seen before opened his mouth to talk about how many dollars he was worth.

Old Qin, this old man is definitely a terrifying ghost master!

And, unfathomable!

"Okay, you get busy first." Qin Lao shook his head and went to register his name.

"Old Qin, you're finally here." Li Jundao.

"Old Qin, you're here." Wang Xiaoming said.

"Brother, who is this old man?" Belly Chengzhong looked at Li Jun and was a little dazed.

"How's it going here?" Wang Xiaoming asked.

"It's no big deal to cooperate with ghosts, the guests here, with this temple, will disappear the day after tomorrow." Qin Lao Dao.

"Disappear?" Wang Xiaoming frowned and thought about it, his hands were not idle, he turned a new page and wrote two words: Qin Lao.

On the three rosters, there are also their names, Li Jun, Wang Xiaoming, Ghost Baby, Jiang Xiaobai, and Belly Cheng Zhongyi.

In folk customs, all those who invite and come have to register their names.

Otherwise, you will come, and you will go in without registering your name.

One day, when your house holds a white event and invites someone to come over, the other party will open the register and see that there is no name on it, and they will want to go or not.

It depends on whether you are familiar with it, whether the relationship is good or not, and so on......

This is also what Jiang Xiaobai meant.

Time: 12.00 noon

Boom.

A bell rings, the guests arrive, and the next day's crucial day begins.

"Smoking, playing cards?" After calming down, he asked the two people beside him.

Wang Xiaoming closed his eyes and fell into deep thought.

"Not interested." Li Jun looked at the distance, what was Qin Lao and Jiang Xiaobai talking about, he was a little dignified and curious.

Jiang Xiaobai and Qin Lao chatted without a word about all kinds of strange things, taboos, sacrifices, methods, etc. in folk customs......

Suddenly, the two of them turned their heads to look at a person who was walking up the stairs, numb and stiff, like a machine!

"It seems that there are real guests coming." Qin Lao said slowly.

"The one in the other person's hand...... White paper umbrella! Jiang Xiaobai squinted.