It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

"I found it." Liang Yueyang tried a few times. After all, the name given by the woman at that time had only sounds, and he didn't know what words it was. He looked up at Qiao Jin who was a little panicked, and seemed to be amused by his expression, and said softly, "Seven two five. "

"You still work part-time as the director of the inpatient department?" Qiao Jin twitched the corner of his mouth, this thing can't work part-time, right?I thought he could kill fish before.

Liang Yueyang called out the monitoring of [-], and answered his job plainly: "Deliver food during the day, and drive taxis at night."

Often dealing with ghosts, many places have their own way, and Liang Yueyang didn't bother to explain a lot to him.

After finishing speaking, he turned around and took a white coat, motioned him to put it on, and then handed the girl to him: "Go, tell her sister that her heart rate fluctuates, try to call her."

Qiao Jin looked at the gray and white lump in his hand with an expression as if he was eating shit, and said lightly, "Is she already asleep?"

"Yeah." Liang Yueyang yawned, "You are an actor, trust you."

"I'm really puzzled." Qiao Jin snorted and looked at the lazy man in front of him, "If I wasn't here, would you have acted in this play?"

"I don't know." Liang Yueyang lay down on the table, his cheeks buried in his elbows, his eyes closed showing long trembling eyelashes, he ordered softly, "Call me back."

"Aren't you here to protect me? Aren't you afraid that I'll explode?" Qiao Jin looked at him with raised eyebrows, saw that half of his face was very pretty, and turned away mockingly.

It was not difficult to play the role of a doctor in a white coat, but the elder sister was so vigilant that she wanted to ring the bell without saying a word, because Qiao Jin was so unfamiliar.

Qiao Jin pretended not to care and explained that he was the doctor on duty, and he hurried to inform him when he saw such a situation. If he missed this kind of life-and-death situation, it would be gone.

After all, Qiao Jin didn't make any movements with his hands, so the elder sister called out suspiciously a few times, but the younger sister who was almost determined to be a vegetable actually moved.

Liang Yueyang squinted for a while, then turned his head and looked at the monitor.Qiao Jin was so swollen that he didn't recognize it for a moment.Seeing that the scene is basically done, the girl sitting by the bed is calling with tears in her eyes, and the girl on the bed also has signs of awakening.

Looking at it, Liang Yueyang's eyes closed again, and the eyeballs rolled under the thin eyelids.

"Hello." Jokin pushed the sleeping man.

Liang Yueyang instantly reached out and clasped the hands on his body, his raised face was ice-cold.

"You're still angry about getting up." Qiao Jin resisted the urge to scream, and said with a restrained face, "Let go."

"Sorry." Liang Yueyang brushed his hair, looked at the window that was shining with sunlight, "It's almost dawn?"

He actually fell asleep directly, thinking that he could go and see Pei Quan if he could solve it.

Qiao Jin shrugged with an innocent look on his face: "You entered the house illegally, and I don't know what's going on with you. It's better to leave early."

As soon as the words fell, the tall figure had already passed by.

"..." You really walked fast.

Liang Yueyang's expression was serious when he was driving. Qiao Jin looked at him with a straight face.

When he woke up, he was already under the hotel where Yun Mao lived, and Qiao Jin felt that every part of his skin was shivering with cold.Before asking a question, I saw Mao Mao sneaking over.

"Are you stealing?" Qiao Jin came right away, stunned from sleep, not sure if he had thought about it or not.

The sky was getting brighter, and Liang Yueyang's voice was tinged with warmth: "It's sunny today, we must let him bask in the sun to get rid of the cold."

As soon as the words fell, a clear "poor" resounded among the three of them.

Qiaojin was awakened from his daze, and he immediately sat up straight and looked at the owner of the sports car: "I'm sorry."

Liang Yueyang bit his lip and lowered his head slightly, his broken hair covered the smile in his eyes.

"Hic—" A loud hiccup swept across Yun Mao's face.

There was an eerie silence after the noise.

"You farted on my car and hiccupped on my face." Yun Mao smiled stiffly and blinked slowly without moving his eyes. He stretched out his hand to fan the air to drive away the foul air near his cheeks.

Qiao Jin said with a sad face: "I didn't mean it."

As soon as he finished speaking, his ears suddenly opened, and a "sudden" sound that only he could hear appeared at the eardrum, and a few hairs swayed weakly.

"Normal, the yang energy rises, and the nine orifices let go." Liang Yueyang explained lightly, greeted Mao Mao, and urged Qiao Jin to go down, "I'll use the car, you go down."

"Nine orifices..." Qiao Jin stared, subconsciously covering his crotch.

Yun Mao rubbed his head, and pulled the sluggish Qiao Jin out of the car sleepily: "Okay, I want to eat the meal you brought at noon."

The red sports car went quickly, Yun Mao patted his mouth and muttered: "Sleep a little longer." After all, he was still very sleepy yesterday when he was filming a night scene.

Liang Yueyang drove to Xin'an bridge in a hurry, and hurriedly went to look for Pei Quan.

The fat-headed monk is sitting cross-legged in the dewy green belt under the bridge, with a rosary in his hand and an incense burner beside him.

Following the small steps opened by the old bridge, Liang Yueyang walked up to him and knelt down, staring at the water surface absentmindedly.

"Pei Quan." Liang Yueyang called him coolly, "You called me yesterday, what happened to you?"

The monk slowly opened his eyes, squinted at him, and said, "Others offer me a sky-high price to invite me, but you order me like twisted weed."

"I was very happy to see you yesterday." Liang Yueyang's eyebrows flashed in surprise, "I am coming with great interest."

"Cough." Pei Quan coughed dryly, seeing that man named Qiao Jin with a masculine breath made him gossip for a while, and ended up suffering such a crime.

"Come again tonight, the ghost road is closed." Pei Quan chanted a line of Zen, stood up, looked at the dew marks on the hem of his clothes, and sighed.

Liang Yueyang thoughtfully picked up the censer that had already been extinguished, and clearly saw that the censer was riddled with scars and pits, and when he went to look at his rosary, it was the same.

"You were crushed by a hundred ghosts?" Liang Yueyang frowned, "The building where Mao Mao was filming yesterday was also filled with ghosts."

"It may have passed this way." Pei Quan looked at the water, and was angry when he remembered the scene of staying inside the mask last night. "You said that this bridge is not safe. I suspect that not only the waterway, but also the land road is a ghost road."

"The waterway is indeed shared by humans and ghosts. As for this bridge, I haven't thought about it yet. Let's go back first." As the aura rose, Liang Yueyang's sense of ghost aura was also weak, so he drove along the road.

As soon as Pei Quan got into the car, he was discouraged and immediately fell asleep. When he got home, Liang Yueyang set the alarm clock and nestled on the sofa.

Speaking of Qiao Jin, when Yun Mao was sleeping soundly, he let out an earth-shattering big fart. The collapsed Yun Mao resisted the urge to kill with red eyes, and dragged him to the set.

No one knew his honor, so Yun Mao thought about putting it somewhere for him to show off, but he slowly let go of his breath, and his appearance recovered a bit.