227: I'm so happy to be ugly
Hao Bufan bit his lip and finally lay down.
No matter what secrets the teacher has, he will be on his side.
Riverside.
Hearing the screams, everyone came out of their tents, and soon the torches lit up the entire shore.
The old village chief's heart is also pounding... He walked so fast that he almost fell.
As a result, when he walked to Song Yu's side, he didn't see anything.
As soon as I lowered my head, I faced a swollen face with a pig's head!
"Shhh The old village chief gasped.
Song Yu: ......
All:......
Ling Yan flicked his sleeves slowly, and reached out to paint some herbs on his face: "So... There are no ghosts, but Mr. Song is ugly by himself? ”
Song Yu: ^&%!$#&%
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Song Yu's face was caused by mosquito bites, and after applying Ling Yan's special plaster, those rotten pus pockets soon began to scab over.
It hurts so much that it doesn't hurt, and after the herbs are applied, it's still cold and comfortable.
But sadly, he didn't wait for his female ghost in red.
Nor did any beasts appear.
It was as if everything last night was a dream.
Song Yu was still a little reluctant, but he knew that he couldn't continue to make trouble, otherwise he would be the one who lost the most.
He took the initiative to admit his mistake to the people in the village in front of the camera, and then asked people to call a few more cars to pick up the program team and others for free.
After installing all the filming equipment, the choreographer found Song Yu at the entrance of the village.
"Then Mr. Song, I hope you can determine where we will shoot the next issue tonight, send it to me tonight at the latest, I have to book tickets."
"Although you can't usually buy a special price for a plane ticket, don't worry, I will try to save you money." The choreographer said sincerely.
Cough cough cough - Song Yu's breath that had just been smoothed overflowed again, making him cough wildly.
"It's not... The ticket belongs to me too? ”
He just spent 200,000 yuan on renting a venue, okay!!
The seaside five-star hotel on the other side of the South China Sea, you have to buy 1,000 yuan a piece, okay!
A touch of complexity flashed in the choreographer's sincere big eyes: "So what's not?" ”
"Or if you have a lot of cars in your own house, we can also let everyone take the car. But it's 18 hours from the South China Sea..."
"I personally have no opinion, I just don't know what everyone thinks when it comes out?"
Song Yu:.
Song Yu gritted his teeth: "Buy!" Buy a plane ticket! No, buy the most expensive! ”
Song Yu: "If you buy first class, we won't sit in business class." ”
Song Yu gritted his teeth and said, already thinking about how to let those sailors lead the rhythm after the show was broadcast.
It's hard to find good-natured, good-natured, good-natured people these days, but dark villains who are jealous of others getting rich are everywhere on the Internet.
Choreographer: "Okay, Mr. Song." ”
Hao Bufan happened to be passing by, and when he heard the words, he added: "You don't need to buy me and Ling Bingbing's, I'll go with my uncle." ”
Brother-in-law?
Song Yu immediately thought of Hao Youqian that night.
He patronized the search for a female ghost, and forgot that there was another ghost!
Hearing this, he looked behind Hao Bufan, and the corners of his mouth were three points thin and seven points cold: "Did Young Master Hao forget that you no longer have the inheritance rights of the Hao family?" Your little aunt won't take you with her when she goes out. ”
Hao Bufan smiled indifferently: "As long as my surname is Hao, and I don't do anything hurtful, we are a family." ”
Song Yu: "Really? Then Mr. Hao has to continue to work hard. ”
Hao Bufan nodded: "Of course, after all, I don't do anything wrong, and I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night." ”
Song Yu's face was red and blue, and he flicked his sleeves and left.
Seeing him leave, Hao Bufan turned his head to look in the direction of the Taoist temple.
Just as he was about to slide the wheelchair, the little Taoist priest ran out of it and stuffed a bag into his arms.
"Young Master Hao, this is what Uncle Shi asked me to pass on to you."
"What about the others?" Hao Bufan took it with both hands and held it carefully in his arms, his eyes still looking into the distance.
Little Taoist: "Uncle Ancestor?" It's a retreat. ”
Hao Bufan: "Retreat? ”
The little Taoist priest tilted his head and looked at him strangely: "Don't you know? Uncle Shi had to go into retreat from time to time, especially on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, he had to retreat on the fifteenth day of the last year, but when someone came from the mountain, he didn't retreat. ”
Hao Bufan's heart twitched, and he subconsciously grabbed the little Taoist's shoulder: "Then if he doesn't retreat, will it have any effect on him?" It's like a werewolf or something. Will it transform on the day of the full moon? ”
The teacher should not be a wolf if he is so beautiful, then it may be...
Become a girl?
!!
Hao Bufan's heart was beating extremely fast.
"Master Hao?"
"Master Hao?"
"Are you alright?" Seeing that he didn't speak for a long time, the little Taoist raised his hand and waved it in front of him, but before he could react, he had to gently pat his arm with his hand.
The unfamiliar touch instantly pulled back his senses, Hao Bufan's pupils enlarged and shrunk instantly, and his long eyelashes drooped down.
"I'm fine, sorry, I just got distracted."
The little Taoist priest waved his hand indifferently: "Harm, it's a big deal." ”
After speaking, he held his cheek with one hand and looked at his eyes seriously: "But Master Hao, your face is so red, are you really okay?" ”
"Although my uncle is in retreat, the contemplator is still there, and if you are uncomfortable, I can show you."
"No need, I'm fine, maybe it's just a little hot, it's hot, then I'll go first." After Hao Bufan finished speaking, he directly turned around his wheelchair and got into the car.
The little Taoist priest looked at his back, and then looked up at the sky.
It's almost winter in the mountains, and it's still hot when Master Hao only wears short sleeves?
He shook his head in confusion.
It's so hard to understand now.
......
At night, back to the mountains.
The old village chief came to the lake alone again, and operated on the ugly stones by the lake.
After a while, a white figure floated out of the jungle in the distance.
It's none other than Ling Yan in retreat.
"Ancestor." The old village chief got down to the ground on one knee and said with a look of annoyance: "It's all my fault for this, I didn't check the big array this month, and I actually asked someone to take advantage of the loophole." ”
Ling Yan stood by the lake, looked calmly into the distance, and said indifferently: "It's not your fault that you can't stop what you should have come." ”
The old village chief didn't look up: "Then you..."
Ling Yan: "You can go down the mountain." ”
"What!" The old village chief was stunned at first, and then kowtowed frantically.
"Ancestor, I know it's wrong, don't abandon us..."
"We've been guarding this place for hundreds of years, this is our home, where can we go without here..."
Ling Yan waved his hand, and invisible power overflowed from between him and flowed in front of the old village chief.
The force lifted him up from the ground so slowly that he couldn't knock it anymore.
"You're mistaken, I'm not trying to abandon you."
"It's just that when the time comes, you don't have to protect me."
The old village chief was stunned: "But your body..."
Ling Yan: "It's okay, one more retreat, and it should be no problem." ”
Maybe God is helping him, this time he didn't intervene in anything, but Bingbing collected energy very smoothly, and there was an interesting little thing...
Thinking of the little thing's eyes when they parted in the afternoon, the corners of Ling Yan's lips curled.