It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

As time went by, Qiao Jin quickly completed the work in hand. Although there were not many scenes to be filmed in the next location, he could still have a free period of ten to 20 days.

Yunmao cat is on the yoga mat, very lazy, Liang Yueyang prepares some necessary things, and then transfers the information to the mobile phone.

"Is it dangerous?" Yun Mao asked, his voice was very crisp.

Liang Yueyang shook his head: "It's hard to say that I took it from Qiaoqiao."

As he spoke, he picked up a piece of paper on the table, on which was written the clues given by Shu Qiaoqiao during the divination, one word, well.

While the two were talking, there was a knock on the door, and Yun Mao complained in dissatisfaction: "You know how to knock on the door."

Liang Yueyang sat without moving, Yun Mao looked between him and the door a few times, and retracted his neck.

As soon as the door lock rang, Qiao Jin opened the door and came in. He put down a bottle and saw the two of them strangely: "Are you at home."

The distance was still far away, Liang Yueyang frowned, and sniffled: "Where have you been?"

Jokin grinned and walked towards the living room.

Smelling the strong smell, Liang Yueyang's eyes twitched: "Stop!"

"Ah!" Yun Mao sneezed violently, his eyes were red, "Damn it, what perfume did you wear?"

"Such a heavy musk." Liang Yueyang pursed his lips speechlessly, "Who recommended it to you?"

"Sister in the cabinet, it's really not fresh at all." Qiao Jin sniffed his wrist, "Although I also think it's a bit weird, but he said it's...well, very manly." It's true that I haven't come into contact with this kind of seriousness before. In terms of taste, in fact, the point of accepting the recommendation is that this is a erotic perfume.

Yun Mao pinched his nose: "Stupid, how can you use this in summer, I smell dead rats."

"Uh, because I didn't expect you to come back." Qiao Jin stood against the wall aggrievedly, after all, the purpose was for Liang Yueyang, "I see that he has so many perfumes, if you like it, try it."

"I smell the sewer." Liang Yueyang was full of helplessness, "Turn around and go back to your house."

"The bottles at the door are full of water syrup! There's also toilet water." Yun Mao's confidence was a little weak, "I...have nothing to buy beautiful bottles for repacking. The master usually likes incense."

"Let's go." Hearing the cold voice urging, Qiao Jinjiao snorted and headed out.

Liang Yueyang turned around and followed his route to get a bottle of Pishui syrup, which he almost forgot.There is still a strong smell in the air, and there is indeed an inexplicable ambiguity.

What's on his mind?

The day of travel came in a blink of an eye, Liang Yueyang was a little cautious about going out by car, the distance was not far, and the distance was shown on the map as a straight line, and it would take three to four hours to run by train.

Qiao Jin searched for the information of the scenic spot: "This canyon is a natural landscape, and there is not much human intervention. Should we play first or work first?"

"It depends on luck." Liang Yueyang looked out of the window, because of the wide field of vision, it gave the illusion that the speed of the car was very slow.

"We're traveling together." Qiao Jin took out a small package of pork jerky from his backpack, tore open the package and put it near Liang Yueyang's lips, "Have a snack to brighten up the atmosphere."

"I'll sleep for a while." It's daytime now, so I can replenish my strength.

"It's sweet." Qiao Jin said with a bewitching voice and a smile.

Liang Yueyang bit her lip and paused, then bit her mouth and distributed the fate of the remaining snacks: "Eat it."

Qiao Jinchao liked the way he wanted to eat and frowned, and he would usually surrender after a flicker of his eyes.

As soon as she fell asleep to the point of getting off the car, Liang Yueyang lifted her head from Qiao Jin's shoulder, pinching the bridge of her nose evasively.

Ximing City is a newly developed city, not many people and very quiet, because it is not a holiday, there are not many people who come to travel, Qiaojin has already arranged in advance to take people to the hotel calmly.

A place like the Grand Canyon is not located in an urban area. The road to the hotel is getting more and more difficult and more and more lush. Liang Yueyang's eyes are on the trend of the mountains. They wandered around several mountains and finally reached their destination , the sky has become dizzy.The hotel is a very new building with bright colors, but somehow feels thin and brittle.

Qiaojin completed the formalities, and the room was allocated on the third floor, a double room.

"You won't freeze me into ice at night, will you?" Qiao Jin joked as he opened the door.

Liang Yueyang rolled his eyes away: "It fell asleep unintentionally, it's fine if you prepare."

After swiping the room card, Qiao Jin opened the door with a grin, and the gentleman stretched out his hand: "Yangyang, please come in."

His tone was ambiguous, his eyes turned to the room, but his face changed slightly along with Liang Yueyang.On the opposite side of the door is a large mirror, and this mirror has subtle lines, which cut the faces of the two people, and it is almost another person at a glance.

"This decorator has a very unique taste." Qiao Jin swallowed, "I was shocked."

"It's weird." Liang Yueyang corrected his words, "It's not very popular here, so be careful in everything."

Qiao Jin smiled wryly, and turned on the light casually: "The more you remind me, the angrier I get, you don't have much popularity now."

The light was turned on, and the sound of "Zizi" flowed across, the light dimmed, then went out suddenly, and then turned on again in an instant, returning to normal brightness.

Liang Yueyang's face was quite ugly: "Check out and change to a permanent resident."

"Is there a ghost?" Qiaojin asked with a straight face. This luck is really bad, and you can meet it even if you book a room.

Just as he turned around and walked towards the door, there was a loud knocking sound from the window, and a strange wind suddenly blew past the two of them as if alive, and Peng closed the door.

And on the door, there was actually a mirror, clearly reflecting Qiao Jin and Liang Yueyang inside, as if there were two people on the other side of the mirror.

Qiao Jin felt that his scalp was about to explode. Now there were mirrors in front of him and behind him, the bathroom was in front of him, there were two beds in the corner, and the doorknob was very close to his hand. He stretched out his hand tentatively, and the mirror reflected him, and he also stretched out his hand , when the two hands were about to overlap, the mirror "clicked", and a crack appeared.

Liang Yueyang quickly pulled him back, knocked on the bathroom door, and then walked to the bed: "There is a seal on the door."

"Aren't we going out?" Qiao Jin rubbed his wrist in fear, there would be no one in the mirror, right?

"I don't know if there is anything in the mirror." Liang Yueyang's eyes were terribly dark, "There are quite a lot of things in this room."

Jokin followed his hand to see a faint golden light shining from an open Buddhist scripture.

"It was barely enough," Liang Yueyang sighed, "The front desk must have made sense, and sent two strangers to make up for them."

In just one sentence, there was a whistling sound like the wind in the room, mixed with indistinct laughter and crying, and the curtains were blown up by the wind.

"The window is so big, let's slip away." Qiao Jin bit his fingertips, and vaguely saw a blood-stained face pressed against him. His face was blue, and his eyes without pupils flickered with a grin.