It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

Jokin rubbed his ears, the sound was scratching his ears.

Facing a human, he was not at all afraid, but with the eerie blue light fluttering, he could only breathe out uneasy, and stretched out his hand with a gloomy face, trying to test the power of this fire.

"You're quite courageous." Liang Yueyang's flat voice sounded from behind.

He looked at the tall and straight man in front of him without blinking, feeling a sense of strangeness in his heart. Ever since Qiaojin encountered these ghosts and gods, he had never been afraid at all.

"If you don't have more courage, I really have nothing." Qiao Jin didn't turn his head, his voice was tinged with a smile, his hands didn't retract at all, and the director who was stepping on his feet hummed weakly.

"The monk ran away." Liang Yueyang stepped forward and pressed down his hand, "I don't know if we are locked here."

When Liang Yueyang moved, Lan Huo stepped aside one after another.Qiao Jin looked at him sideways, suddenly kicked away the person under his feet, and pushed with both hands, trapping Liang Yueyang between himself and the wall.

The two were very close, and Qiao Jin stared into his eyes with a half-smile: "What are you thinking about now?"

"I wonder if you were plotted against by that monk." Liang Yueyang raised his eyes, with a dense breath in them.

"I guess so." Jokin curled his lips, "I see you have an impulse, but I don't think I would really get started on weekdays."

"Your director ran away." Liang Yueyang avoided his gaze, looked in the direction the director ran away, and suddenly reached out to block a few flames.

Qiao Jin lowered his head and smiled helplessly, leaning on Liang Yueyang's shoulder: "Aren't you going to help? I'm probably a time-bomb right now, maybe I'll turn against you."

"Let's talk about it later." Liang Yueyang brows softly, standing still, "I don't like to take precautions before they happen."

"Hey." Qiaojin murmured softly, "Then you should be gentle."

Liang Yueyang looked coldly at the souls slowly gathering around him.Most of the ghosts were newly dead, and none of them had passed the first seven, but the remaining batch should not have appeared here. It must have been chaotic recently, and there were so many unreturned ghosts.Their target is Qiao Jin, because in their view, Liang Yueyang is also a ghost.

The man on the shoulder didn't move at all, Liang Yueyang breathed out slowly, and began to lift his strength on his body.

"Why don't we kiss again?" Qiao Jin suddenly raised his head, his shining eyes were extremely sincere.

Liang Yueyang looked at him expressionlessly: "It seems that it's all right." After saying that, he pushed him away with a palm, and with a yellow talisman burning on his fingertips, he threw himself at the soul in front of him.

"Isn't it another sacrifice this time?" Qiao Jin stuck out his tongue in surprise when he saw the familiar yellow talisman, and punched away a sneaking ghost with his ring-wearing fist.

As soon as the yellow talisman came out, the ghost hurriedly avoided it.Like a firecracker, the yellow talisman exploded into sparks, and there were sharp howls from around.

"I feel like I'm looking at a group of squeezed jellies." Jokin sighed, after all, it was still transparent.

This metaphor made Liang Yueyang's face harden, and he missed such a delicious snack for nothing.

Jokin followed the path he opened up, desperately suppressing the throbbing in his heart. Strangely, there was more than one kind of force.He lowered his head, and was surprised to see a charming flower blooming on the palm of his hand, reflecting the metallic ring, which was extremely gorgeous.

"Well, although I really don't want to cause trouble." Qiao Jin poked Liang Yueyang's lower back shyly, "But I..."

Liang Yueyang kicked away the powerless new ghost who rushed forward, frowning, and turned his head with a frown. If everything was solved in one go, it would be easy for the underworld to find him.

"Think about it carefully," Liang Yueyang clenched the Bana flower with a fist, his eyebrows and eyes were cold, "What is the content of your contract?"

When exactly did this happen?The blood on the railing of the Xin'an Bridge, the powder of the skull's bones, the strange mist inhaled into the lungs...

"It should be filming to make money." Qiao Jin tilted his head and muttered, "Is the focus on filming or making money?"

"It has nothing to do with filming." Liang Yueyang said instantly, turning his head to look at Qiao Jin's face, "When you moved your fist just now, your anger fluctuated from strength to strength, and it may have been accidentally implicated in the contract between the director and the monk."

Qiao Jin raised his eyebrows, looked frustrated, took a long breath and began to look around: "It's so complicated, what about the dead director? I ran away when I was suppressing my impulse?"

The two ran to the stair door they came in, but they couldn't open it no matter what. The ghosts chasing after them slowed down, as if they were afraid.Qiao Jin kicked the wooden door hard a few times, but felt that he had kicked a boulder weighing hundreds of catties.

"You can't drive?" Qiao Jin looked longingly at the handsome man around him.

Liang Yueyang withdrew his hand with a flat face, and his innocent eyes were extremely clear: "I don't know much about the seal of Buddhism."

The two stared at each other, and Qiao Jin secretly slandered, so was it serious that Pei Quan asked him to step on the spot?

"Ah—" A shrill scream came from the corridor.Qiao Jin snorted suddenly, his palms trembled, he broke out in cold sweat, and gritted his teeth: "Don't be real, I'm tied to that dog director."

Liang Yueyang was silent for a moment, and stroked Qiao Jin's hair. Although his voice was flat, it was tinged with forbearance: "We will cooperate in the future, so we can call it nicer."

"I'm not Mao Mao." Qiao Jin turned his head and looked at Liang Yueyang with red eyes, "Stay away from me, I really want..."

"Bite you." After a pause, Qiao Jin gritted his teeth and burst out two words.

This answer was really unexpected. Liang Yueyang pointed at the stone statue next to the two with a smile on his face. The breath was suppressed, and those ghosts all backed away, not daring to go forward.

"Don't worry." Qiao Jin rubbed his hair irritably, "I'll go and see him, and if I can't help it, I'll bite him and not you."

This him, of course, refers to the director.

"Look at this." Liang Yueyang put his fingers on another stone statue. It has a snake head and a human body, with a wick spit out, and its eyes are smooth and extremely soft. When the eyes look over, it seems that it turned its head to look at him, with infinite tenderness.

"Everything here has this ability," Liang Yueyang casually broke Qiao Jin's bewildered state. "Before it was those little Buddha statues, then it was dogs, and now it's snakes."

"Huh—" Qiao Jin breathed out speechlessly, covered his eyes and faced Liang Yueyang, "So I have to go out with my eyes covered so as not to be confused?"

"I'm here." Liang Yueyang pressed Qiao Jin's hand, walked to the snake's head, put his finger on its eyes, and there was a crisp breaking sound.

Qiao Jin looked at his back with twinkling eyes: "I said you look like a ghost at night, how can you look like that?"

Liang Yueyang didn't respond. He stared at the snake's head seriously and remained motionless. It took a full eight or nine seconds for the snake's head to make a muffled "click" sound, and the surface of the snake fell like pieces of stone.

The snake's head slowly reveals the thin scales that a snake should have, and its eyes are open, like the most realistic living specimen.

"The snake's eyes are for decoration, so what you feel is all fake." Liang Yueyang said this sentence slowly, but his subordinates were not slow at all, as if they were lightning, they grabbed the snake and smashed it fiercely into the ghost blocking the way by the front door. in the pile.

"Let's go." Liang Yueyang's gloomy words were accompanied by the footsteps of the two, and they quickly passed through this chaotic road.