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The embers of the fire were blown by the sudden wind to his hair and ignited.

Ana Shen exclaimed angrily: "Ah! The Taoist priest is on fire!"

As a disciple of the school, Ruoyuan had clear senses and immediately noticed a burning sensation coming from the top of his head.

He immediately cast a spell and put out the fire.

Ruoyuan's eyes were filled with disbelief and anger.

Why is there wind? Where does the wind come from?

If it's a battle of spells, you really need to pay attention to the mystical skills of fire talismans, but now that there is no one else here, Ruoyuan doesn't care so much about the details.

Ruoyuan raised his head and stared at Ana Shen, could it be this girl who did it?

Ana Shen smiled slightly: "Sir, although this is a haunted house, it is still an ancient building and open fires are prohibited."

"If you want to play with fire, go somewhere else."

Ana Shen stepped in between the two of them, and then quickly unlocked, closed, and pulled the door bolt, as fast as a gust of wind.

There was a "bang" sound of the door closing, and the two senior brothers and sisters couldn't believe their ears. They were turned down.

Ruochan looked at the newly burned piece on Ruoyuan and was very puzzled: "Senior brother, what happened to the talisman you just made? You don't usually make such low-level mistakes."

Ruoyuan avoided talking about his mistakes and changed the subject with a livid face: "What should we do now? Are we going to enter this house like thieves?"

Ruochan touched his chin and asked, "Senior brother, can you bring the spirit-binding rope to bind the 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 was a water ghost in Jiangcheng recently. We caught the water ghost and put it in the haunted house."

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

Ruoyuan clapped his hands and praised: "Wonderful! Junior sister has a way!"

After agreeing on the details of the plan, the two Ruoyuan glanced angrily at the haunted house No. 44, then turned and left.

*

After Ana Shen returned to the house, he first unpacked all the things he bought.

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

After having fun for a while, Ana Shen officially entered work mode.

She carried her laptop and came to the stone table in the yard. The environment in the yard was eerie and quiet, which was very suitable for studying and working.

Ana Shen Yanyan first typed out the story of his life told by the hanged man on a computer file based on the conversation record between him and the hanged man in the morning.

At first, Ana Shen Yanyan was in high spirits, but after typing a few lines, she began to become irritable.

Although she had always been good at writing compositions when she was in school, most of her compositions in the college entrance examination were argumentative essays. When she was in school, she also specialized in argumentative essays.

But this memoir is different. If you want people to want to read it, you can't write it like a running account. You have to have continuity and ingenuity 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.

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

Xiao Lingdang saw Ana Shen's frowning face: "Host, your problem can be solved by just paying money."

"You can take a look at our systematic script writing courses. You can neither suffer a loss nor be fooled."

Ana Shen heard the system's promotion: "Script writing?"

The system gave Shen Yanyan a short preview of the course content, and the topic was exactly how to arrange the plot.

Ana Shen was watching it carefully. The teacher was talking about the key part and the trial was over. The next step was the paid content.

"How many."

"Eighteen thousand!"

Ana Shen gritted his teeth and spent 18,000 academic coins. Most of the agency fee for introducing ghost friends to work was spent in one go.

But it was not without its benefits. After listening to the first class, Ana Shen felt that he roughly knew how to write stories.

There is this tip in screenwriting classes: When you have something in your mind, just write it. Write it first, and then revise it after you finish it.

Ana Shen also understood that improving the quality of a story requires long-term polishing, and it cannot be achieved overnight after attending a class this afternoon.

Ana Shen was typing and writing on the keyboard, and it was dinner time when the sun set in the afternoon.

It was the ghost friends who lit up their green eyes and circled her with crazy hints that Ana Shen remembered that it was getting late and it was time to eat.

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

But judging from my current level, reaching that point still requires hard work and time.

Ana Shen said to the ghost friends: "Just wait, I'll order takeaway for you."

The Hanged Man stopped her: "No, no, no! We have prepared the dishes today!"

"You usually treat us to dinner, and today we want to give something back to you, boss."

When Ana Shen heard that her ghost friends had prepared dinner for her, her first reaction was not surprise but fright: "Well, where did you find the ingredients?"

The ghost friends all laughed but didn't answer: "You'll know when you come and take a look."

Ana Shen felt that they were even more horrified when they said this.

When she came to the dining table and saw the dishes on the table, all of which were green vegetarian dishes, Ana Shen Yanyan understood that there was probably a vegetable garden in the haunted house and they used local materials.

Mr. Ming had prepared induction cookers, kitchen utensils and other things for Ana Shen Yanyan, but where did all these dishes come from?

Ana Shen Yanyan picked up a plate of Chinese cabbage, and the treasure appraisal reminder immediately sounded in his mind: "Beiliang Phoenix Pattern Celadon Plate, market estimate: 33 yuan."

Good guy, who uses antique dishes for cooking?

The ghost friends saw Ana Shen looking at the dishes with a bad look on her face, thinking that she thought the dishes were dirty, and quickly explained: "Boss Shen, we have washed these dishes inside and out several times."

After saying that, Cheng Mo, the ghost friend on the TV, handed over a pair of gold and jade chopsticks.

Shen Yanyan felt that his treatment was comparable to that of ancient powerful officials. Thinking that he would play Xiao Lian, the emperor's confidant in "Power in Sixteen States", 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 have felt like he was going to turn into a rabbit just by eating vegetarian food.

There were ten dishes on the table, and Ana Shen felt that being able to make each dish in a different and delicious way would be even better than making a table of delicious dishes.

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

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

Ana Shen swallowed the bitterness in his mouth and said, "Thank you for your hard work. It's not very delicious."

It's extremely unpalatable.

The Hanged Man was very happy: "No hard work, no hard work! Our former boss did all this!"

Ana Shen, who was drinking milk tea, immediately choked. Is this food not poisonous?

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