The embers of the flames were blown to his hair by the sudden appearance of the wind, and they burst into flames.

Shen Yanyan exclaimed angrily: "Ah! The Taoist is on fire! ”

Ruoyuan, as a disciple of the Academy, had a clear sense of five senses, and immediately noticed a burning sensation coming from the top of his head.

He immediately cast a spell to extinguish the fire.

Ruoyuan's eyes were incredulous and annoyed.

How can there be wind? Where the hell does the wind come from?

If it is on the occasion of fighting the law, it is indeed necessary to pay attention to the occult art against the fire talisman, but now that there is no one else here, Ruoyuan does not care so much about the details.

Ruoyuan raised his head and stared at Shen Yanyan, could it be that this girl made it?

Shen Yanyan smiled slightly: "Sir, although this is a murderous house, it is also an ancient building, and open flames are prohibited."

"Are you going to play with fire or go somewhere else?"

Shen Yanyan thrust between the two, and then quickly unlocked the lock, closed the door, and pulled the door bolt, moving as fast as a gust of wind.

The sound of "bang" slamming the door sounded, and the two brothers and sisters couldn't believe their ears, they actually ate the closed door.

Ruochan looked at the piece that had just been scorched at Ruoyuan, and was very puzzled: "Senior brother, what happened to the talisman you just had?" You don't usually make such a low-level mistake. ”

Ruoyuan avoided talking about his mistakes, and he changed the topic with a grim face: "What should I do now?" Shall we enter this house like thieves? ”

Ruochan touched her chin and asked, "Senior brother, did you bring a spirit rope to bind ghosts?" ”

Ruoyuan nodded: "I brought it, what's wrong?" ”

Ruochan took out her mobile phone and showed Ruoyuan a blue water area on the map: "I heard that there is a water ghost in Jiangcheng recently, and we caught this water ghost and put it in the murder house." ”

"Control it with a curse and see the situation for us."

Ruoyuan clapped his hands and praised: "Wonderful! Or the junior sister has a way! ”

After agreeing on the details of the plan, Ruoyuan and the others glanced at the No. 44 murderous mansion indignantly, and then turned to leave.

*

After Shen Yanyan returned to the house, he first dismantled all the things he bought.

She hugged her computer and couldn't put it down.

After stealing fun for a while, Shen Yanyan officially entered the working state.

She came to the stone table in the courtyard with her laptop in her arms, and the environment in the courtyard was gloomy and quiet, but it was very suitable for study and work.

Shen Yanyan first typed down the story of the hanged ghost on the computer file based on the record of his conversation with the hanged ghost in the morning.

At first, Shen Yanyan was still interested, but after typing a few lines, he began to become irritable.

Although she has always written good essays when she was in school, most of the essays in the college entrance examination are argumentative essays, and she also specialized in argumentative essays when she was in school.

And this memoir is different, if you want people to have the desire to read it, you can't write it like a running account, you have to have a transition and a unique way to arrange the plot.

This kind of online story writing is enough, excellent writing is the icing on the cake, and the story is the most basic part.

Shen Yanyan looked at the few lines on the document and felt that he had underestimated the difficulty of writing a memoir.

The little bell saw Shen Yanyan with a sad face: "Host, you can solve this problem by charging money." ”

"You can take a look at the script writing class of our system, you can't buy it, you can't afford to lose it, and you can't buy it."

Shen Yanyan heard the sales pitch of the system: "Script creation? ”

The system gave Shen Yanyan a short trial of the content of the course, and the theme was how to arrange the plot.

Shen Yanyan is looking at it seriously, and the teacher is talking about the key part of the audition, and the next thing is the paid content.

"How much."

"Eighteen thousand!"

Shen Yanyan gritted his teeth and spent 18,000 coins, and the intermediary remuneration for introducing ghost friends to work before suddenly cost most of it.

But the harvest is not without gains, after listening to the first class, Shen Yanyan feels that he roughly knows how to write a story.

There's a hint in the screenwriting class: when you have something in your head, you're done, write first, and then change it.

Shen Yanyan also understands that improving the quality of the story depends on long-term polishing, and it is not something that can be achieved overnight after listening to the class this afternoon.

Shen Yanyan typed and wrote on the keyboard, and this knock came to dinner time when the sun set in the afternoon.

It was still the ghost friends who lit up their green eyes and surrounded her frantically hinting, and Shen Yanyan remembered that it was time to eat.

Looking at the dense text on his computer document, Shen Yanyan suddenly thought that he could learn to write scripts and stories, create and act by himself, and one person could be a team.

However, at my current level, it will take effort and time to reach that point.

Shen Yanyan said to the ghost friends: "You wait, I'll order a takeout for you." ”

The hanged man stopped her: "No, no! Today we made a dish! ”

"Usually you invite us to dinner, and today we also want to give back to you, boss."

Shen Yanyan heard that the ghost friends had prepared dinner for her, and her first reaction was not surprise but shock: "That, where did you find the ingredients?" ”

The ghost friends all laughed and didn't answer: "Just come and see." ”

Shen Yanyan felt that they were even more shocked when they said this.

When she came to the dining table and saw a table of dishes on the table, all of which were green vegetarian dishes, Shen Yanyan understood, it was estimated that there was a vegetable garden in the murderous house, and they were made from local materials.

Mr. Ming prepared these things for Shen Yanyan with induction cookers and kitchen utensils, but where did so many plates for cooking come from?

Shen Yanyan picked up a plate of Chinese cabbage, and a treasure appreciation prompt immediately sounded in his mind: "Beiliang phoenix pattern celadon plate, market estimate: 330,000 yuan." ”

Good guys, whose stir-fry is served with antiques.

Seeing that Shen Yanyan looked at the plate containing the dishes, the ghost friends thought that she thought the plates were not clean, so they hurriedly explained: "Boss Shen, we have washed these plates several times inside and out. ”

After that, Cheng Mo, a ghost friend on the TV, handed over a pair of gold-inlaid chopsticks.

Shen Yanyan felt that his treatment was comparable to that of the ancient ministers, and thinking of the emperor's henchman Xiao Lian who he was going to play in "The Sixteen Prefectures of Power", Shen Yanyan felt that he had already entered the role in advance.

Fortunately, the ghost friends also showed Shen Yanyan the results of their learning to make milk tea, otherwise Shen Yanyan would feel like he was going to become a rabbit just by being a vegetarian.

There are ten dishes on the table, and Shen Yanyan feels that being able to make each dish in a different way is more awesome than making a table of delicious dishes.

But the eyes of the ghost friends were too enthusiastic, and Shen Yanyan ate a lot.

The hanged man looked expectant: "Is it delicious?" ”

Shen Yanyan swallowed the bitterness in his mouth: "You have worked hard, it's not very delicious." ”

It is particularly unpalatable.

The hanged man was pleased: "No hard work, no hard work!" These are all done by our former boss! ”

Shen Yanyan, who was drinking milk tea, immediately choked, this dish is not poisonous, right?

"Why doesn't your former boss show up?"

(End of chapter)