Yu Bai was noncommittal, his eyelids moved and he gestured to the colorful fabric hanging in the open space, "It makes sense to fit the scene." ”

"Don't you think there will be a lot of strange glances?" The girl said.

"Won't it?" Yu Bai asked sincerely, "Are there any white and big photographic equipment that attracts a lot?" ”

“…… You have a point. Jiang Ke was choked, it seems that in various exhibitions such as comic exhibitions, auto shows, and antique exhibitions, it will not be strange to do something that will not appear outside, "Do you know what it means to be white and big?" ”

"Just learned yours."

Yu Bai understated, "I haven't seen these textile fabrics in the morning, and I can't think of these empty poles as being of this use." ”

I also helped. It's a pity that Jiang Ke invited the wrong person.

"That's it." Yu Bai appeared on the faces of some women in the Heavenly Spirit Continent, "It's good. ”

Looking at the clearing, he said applaudfully, "it feels fulfilling." ”

Jiang Ke smiled, feeling that there were black lines crawling up his head, what the hell are you enriched.

The sun was falling straight down.

In the warm sunlight, a staff member came to greet him, and looked at Yu Bai who seemed to have an extra style under the tent in amazement, but finally didn't care, Jiang Ke ran to help, and some volunteer girls in yellow vests cooperated in the dyeing workshop step by step, holding up the railing and raising the white sail.

The woman's hand slapped the white sail, splashing a little droplet, and the sun fell straight down, like today's Hangzhou sprinkled with golden rain.

Yu Bai narrowed his eyes and watched quietly.

It was only one night since he killed the evil thing parasitic in the body of a white-collar woman.

It was an hour before he had just stopped by to investigate.

At this moment, the evil polluting aura reappeared.

……

"Hello, can the trouble be solved to deal with the fault here? Something doesn't seem right at the wicket. ”

More than ten meters away, there were tourists with bags and hats on their backs, shouting cautiously.

Yu Bai turned his head and looked at the people who were gradually piling up at the ticket gates.

The tourist who spoke was in the back position, and the ticket inspection machine did have a problem and was stuck, and it was not so much a problem, but rather a problem with the equipment at the security check, the monitoring at the top of the tent, all of which had problems.

Ignoring the flickering computer screen in front of him, Yu Bai focused his attention on pushing the front of the line, which was a coser wearing a former court official uniform, an official hat, a small braid, and a yellow charm on his face.

In a field of modern costumes and ancient costumes, it is very eye-catching.

Stuck in the front and blocking the path of the people behind is the zombie actor in the costume of the previous dynasty, his body is stuck in the mouth without a sound, not screaming or showing pain, as if he is unconscious, and some of the skin exposed by the yellow rune paper is as white as a dead person, covered with thick foundation.

The tourists were obviously frightened by this wild and real-style zombie coser and didn't bother him too much, so they had to find Yu Bai, who looked like an insider.

After all, being able to lie so leisurely under a temporary work tent is also a small leader, right?

Yu Bai smiled, got up and walked towards the zombie, the zombie also felt something, and moved in the direction of the man for the first time.

A gentle breeze blowing in the afternoon sun melted into the sun, and the yellow rune paper on the zombie's face did not move, making it impossible to see what was going on underneath.

"It's coming, it's coming!"

With a loud grin, Jiang Ke wiped his hands and ran over quickly, overtook Yu Bai and blocked his vision at once, and after two clicks at the ticket gate, he manually forced the problem to be solved.

"Click, click, click......"

The zombie coser was really dedicated to jumping up, rhythmically heading towards the interior of the ancient wind exhibition.

Passers-by who released the low pressure took out their mobile phones to take pictures and muttered to each other.

"This is too underworld......

"How can you say that, I guess it's a super die-hard Lin Zhengying movie lover."

"Then why don't you cos the Taoist?"

"Hey, I just felt that skin in the back, it was really shriveled, like an old ......"

"Shh......h

Jiang Ke also looked magical, and for the first time, he saw the zombie jump away one by one.

I don't know who went to report it, but immediately several young security guards in uniform went over to chase the jumping zombie coser away, and even caused a small commotion, many people witnessed a maverick former supernatural person being expelled from the special passage.

Jiang Ke, who eats melons, will soon fall into the follow-up mess.

And Yu Bai, retracting his gaze from the back of the zombie that was still jumping even if he came to the child, he also sighed, it turned out that it was okay to be without clothes, but it was not good to scare people.

In the dark, he lowered his hand and decided to take a look inside.

"Ms. Jiang, are you feeling unwell?" Yu Bai stopped the girl in the rest interval, but the other party rolled his eyes with his backhand.

"I'm tired, it's okay, this is completely different from what the group recruits, it's a lot of work!"

Yu Bai paused, then shrugged his shoulders and said, "Three hundred yuan is enough for you to write how many chapters of the novel?" ”

"......" The girl continued to work hard.

In the daylight, the people stopped talking, and after a while, the girl turned around and asked, "Qingyun Daoyou, so your sword ...... after I wrote it."

"It's Ascension." Yu Bai corrected.

"After the ascension, are you still there?" The girl's eyes are as curious as a kitten.

"Of course, but sorry I can't watch it right now."

Yu Bai's hanging appetite made Jiang Ke very angry, but what she didn't know was that Yu Bai was currently unable to use the artifact freely.

The state of spiritual power required to urge Qinghong's sword is not something that can be supported at the moment, and if it is not in a combat state, it is not as good as using Qinghong as a vulgar wielding mortal iron, it is not as good as him casually pointing into a sword.

They chatted, and the smell of laundry detergent wafted from the air, and it was those dyed cloths that seemed to have ordinary and precious emotions that were increasing.

Probably because Yu Bai's posture lying on the bamboo chair was too leisurely, Jiang Ke said that he should also come to help with volunteer work, which Yu Bai categorically declined.