For the first time in my life, I listened to a live concert, and the singer was not a human being. Meng Liangliang felt - very, quite and very bad.

In comparison, Dahan's performance was much calmer, and listening to it, his face gradually showed a look of intoxication. Meng Liangliang admired for a while, and was about to say a few words of praise, when he saw Dahan turn around and walk towards the door.

Meng Liangliang was stunned for a moment, "Why are you going? Your master said, 'Don't move yet,' so let's be honest." ”

Dahan didn't answer, didn't even mean to pause, and walked out of the bedroom.

Meng Liang's heart sank, and he raised his feet to chase out, and kept making a voice while chasing, giving himself courage, "You're okay." Didn't you fall for something? Hey, sober up......"

The lights in the hallway went out at some point, and only a few bedrooms were lit up, and the light fell on the ground one by one, cutting off the dim moonlight. There is a silhouette at the end of the corridor, a cheongsam with a delicate fit, a swallowtail like curly hair, and only a shadow of a face that cannot be seen clearly, it is already indescribably graceful.

Although it was far away, Meng Liangliang could still clearly perceive that the aura of this shadow was the same as the abstract face on the wall.

It looks like a ghost and a monster.

In this scene, I knew that something was wrong with my toes, but the big man was still unaware, and he moved his steps towards the silhouette at a uniform pace. A thin layer of mist smoke evaporated from him, slowly drifting in the direction of the silhouette.

Meng Liangliang's experience was limited, and she couldn't identify what that layer of smoke was, but she could be sure that Dahan was on the road, and that layer of things was obviously not a technique to control the enemy.

Shouting out that he couldn't bring back Dahan's consciousness, Meng Liangliang reached out and pinched Dahan's arm hard, trying to wake him up with pain. Because of the work, Dahan rolled up his sleeves, and Meng Liangliang's short nails were able to be displayed without hindrance.

Unfortunately, this trick didn't work. The big man seemed to have no sense of pain, his face was still obsessed, his eyes were not focused, and he moved to the end of the corridor step by step.

Efforts were fruitless, and Meng Liangliang didn't waste any more time from Dahan. She decisively chose to draw salary from the bottom of the kettle, and directly struck the silhouette with a thunderbolt.

The first time I used the palm thunder, I actually missed.

Meng Liangliang watched the silhouette "swish" flash, dodged the lightning strike, and instantly disappeared in the shadow in the corner of the wall. If she wanted to throw two more thunderbolts to remedy it, she had no chance.

She looked at her palm, then at where the silhouette at the end of the corridor had been, and began to calculate distance, speed, and probability. I want to learn from this failure to ensure success next time.

As the ghostly silhouette disappeared, Dahan came to his senses. The pain invaded his brain first, and he "hissed" and involuntarily threw his arm. Then he looked around in confusion, and finally his gaze stayed on Meng Liangliang, "What's wrong with me?"

It doesn't matter if he's asking why he's in the hallway, or if he's asking what's wrong with his arm. Meng Liangliang only replied vaguely: I fell in love with the way of ghosts.

The big man suddenly didn't ask any more questions, rubbed his arms and walked quickly back to the previous bedroom.

Under the bright light, the two of them stared at the runes on the wall for a moment. Dahan thought of his master, his heart was worried, and he was just about to speak, when he saw Qin Yang walking in.

As soon as he entered the door, Qin Yang jumped up and slapped the back of the big man's head, slapping it and counting it non-stop: "How many times have you said it, be careful! Be careful! You still break the runes!"

The big man held his head and defended while hiding, "It's not me, Master. It's not me, it's the security guard. The wall is uneven. ”

Qin Yang's shooting became louder and louder, "Still looking for a reason! Be cautious, be cautious, why can't you remember!"

Meng Liangliang......

What should she do in this situation, what can she do. Open your mouth to persuade, there is no position. Look, embarrassed. So she looked up at the ceiling and continued to calculate the formula.

After Qin Yang finished teaching his apprentice, he looked at Meng Liangliang, and returned to his smiling appearance, "Let the little Taoist friend see and laugh - can the little Taoist friend hear the singing just now?"

Meng Liangliang froze, "I sang for a long time just now, Brother Qin Dao won't be listening to the concert downstairs all the time, right?"

Qin Yang actually nodded, "I was afraid of alarming that ghost, so I never came up." ”

Assuming that Qin Yang is a reliable person, then there must be a reason for him to listen to the concert downstairs. With this point of view in mind, Meng Liangliang asked, "What did Brother Dao hear?"

"Xiao Daoyou's age is young, so it's normal not to hear it. Qin Yang paused, and continued: "The melody and tone were popular more than a hundred years ago, and the content of the words and sentences was born from the Yuan miscellaneous drama "Zhao Paner Fengyue Saves the Wind and Dust". Have you heard of it?"

It's not within the scope of the syllabus, nor is it in Su Xiaonuan's range of interest, Meng Liangliang really doesn't understand. So she shook her head, and modestly put on a studious attitude, "Is there anything wrong with the song?"

Qin Yang was stunned for a moment, and then laughed again, "Little Daoyou is young, so I don't think I have experienced much before. If you call me brother, I will be a good teacher. Usually, the formation of evil spirits and ghosts is inseparable from resentment and obsession. ”

Meng Liangliang suddenly understood, "So, the song is related to what happened to that ghost before his death." ”

Qin Yang nodded, "Little Daoist is smart. ”

After learning a knowledge point, Meng Liangliang immediately thanked him, and after saying a few kind words, he asked humbly: "Then if you know the reason, can you resolve it?"

Qin Yang's answer was not quite what Meng Liangliang imagined. He politely said a lot of words, and it was actually just a few words to sum up: You think too much.

So, what's the use of knowing why!

As if seeing the broken thoughts in Meng Liangliang's heart, Qin Yang said with a smile: "Either helping, or helping." ”

He observed the wall for a moment, and then told his apprentice to go to another dormitory to continue polishing the wall. Meng Liangliang took out his mobile phone and took pictures of the lines on the wall, and then moved to another bedroom.

As soon as Qin Yang turned around, he saw Meng Liangliang with something to ask. He thought that Meng Liangliang was going to ask about the content of the Yuan miscellaneous drama, and just as he wanted to talk about it, Meng Liangliang's question was thrown over. Well, it's a little different from what he expected.

"Brother Qin Dao is well-informed, and he has seen similar formations before. ”

"Why is it okay for girls to live in this building, but not for boys? Just now, it was only you, the apprentice, and the eldest brother was on the road. ”

"Ghosts are still mixed with demonic energy, and they are also demons and ghosts. Could this situation be caused by the fact that when the ghost spirit was first formed, it was forcibly poured into the demonic power, and it was caused by a mistake. ”

......

In Meng Liangliang's endless voice, Qin Yang was first stunned, then stunned, and then he seemed to think of something, and his eyes lit up. He looked at Meng Liangliang carefully, became more and more temperamental, and patiently answered her questions one by one.