The day I was watched by the ghost boss

"Jingle Bell"

"Jingle Bell"

The old-fashioned phone rang in his ears, Bai Yihang opened his eyes irritably, picked up the phone beside the bed, and the three words Lin Duozhuo appeared on the screen, he pressed the call button: "Hello."

Lin Duozhuo is Bai Yihang's exclusive manager. He discovered him when he was still a teenager at the age of 16, and he has gained a lot of resources for him in his acting career since then. He can be called Bai Yihang's Bole.

"Yihang, where are you?" Lin Duozhuo sounded very anxious on the phone.

"En? I'm at home..." Bai Yihang said, he was half stunned, the memory before falling asleep was like seawater flooding into his head, how could he be lying on his own bed, didn't he go to participate in "Let's Go Time Traveling" Yet?

Lin Duozhuo didn't notice his strangeness, and after he breathed a sigh of relief, he immediately asked on the phone: "Are you at home? Then why don't you answer the phone? I thought something happened to you."

"I..." Bai Yihang was speechless, he shook his head vigorously, could it be that someone from the program team sent him back?But how could the show crew have the key to his house?What about the man lying in the ice coffin?Was what happened just a dream or real?

"Forget it," Lin Duozhuo didn't intend to blame, and directly changed the subject, "You dress up and tidy up, I'll come back to you in an hour."

"Come to my place?" Bai Yihang asked in surprise, "Where is the "Let's Go Time Traveling" column team?"

"Huh? What's wrong with their show?" Lin Duozhuo's tone was a bit inexplicable, "Could it be that someone passed me and contacted you privately to be on the show?"

"Didn't they invite me to participate..." Bai Yihang couldn't continue speaking halfway through, a chill suddenly spread from his heart to his whole body, that abnormal room didn't look like a filming place at all.

"What did they invite you to do?" Lin Duozhuo's voice on the phone was very confused, "Where did you get the news, I have never received an invitation from them to perform."

Bai Yihang's heart suddenly beat fast, and the word "Damn" appeared in his mind.

"Okay, let's talk about these things later. There are still three hours before the press conference of "Fate of Preexistence". Get ready, I'll be right there." Lin Duozhuo urged on the phone.

"What?" Bai Yihang asked in surprise, "Isn't the press conference scheduled for Friday afternoon?"

"Today is Friday." Lin Duozhuo laughed angrily at his concept of time, "I even specially gave you three days to rest. Are you too happy to be confused?"

"When did you give me a vacation?" Bai Yihang had no memory of this.

Regarding this question, the manager thought that his artist was too tired, so he comforted him intimately: "I know this year's schedule is too busy, you don't have much time to rest, but now..."

"Okay, I know, I will work hard." The old saying a thousand times made his ears callused, Bai Yihang directly interrupted the other party's words, dealt with it in a messy heart, and then pressed the button. Hang up key.

He looked at the date display on the phone screen, and unknowingly, three days had passed. Really... God knows what he experienced in these three days.

Bai Yihang took a breath, strode to the toilet and flushed his face with cold water. After washing, he raised his head and looked in the mirror. The person in the mirror looked rosy and in excellent condition. The dark circles under my eyes disappeared.

"Is it possible to maintain the skin by bumping into ghosts?" Bai Yihang touched his face and said speechlessly.

Quickly cleaned himself up, and while waiting for the manager, Bai Yihang took out his mobile phone and checked his call records, only to find that he had received Lin Duozhuo's notification three days ago to participate in "Let's Go Time Traveling" The incoming caller ID has disappeared without a trace.

Goosebumps flashed again, Bai Yihang checked the time, and found that the time for the press conference was approaching, after thinking about it, he decided to do the work well first, and then figure out a solution.

In the remote underworld.

All the ghosts are having a crazy party. Their sleepy boss finally woke up after sleeping for 500 years. The days of being oppressed and bullied by the heavens and Taoist priests are gone forever. They are backed by ghosts , you can enjoy the waves.

Excited, happy, have a drink!

Holding all kinds of wine glasses, the little ghosts happily danced in the hall with strange shapes and no aesthetic feeling accompanied by music.

Chi Huang sat on the main seat in the main hall, looked at the little ghosts below who were drinking wildly for him with a cold face, turned his head to someone who just appeared and asked with concern: "Did you send him back?"

God Dongxie slowly revealed his face from the darkness. The handsome face combined with the rogue-like temperament made people feel a serious sense of disobedience. He glanced at Chi Huang and said with a smile: "Why don't you send it back? He is a mortal now, the yin energy here is too heavy, you want to kill him?"

"Whether I hurt him or not is none of your business." Chi Huang replied coldly, he would naturally protect his people well.

"None of my business?" Dong Xie finally couldn't maintain his calm expression, his whole face twisted, and he sneered at Chi Huang viciously, "If it wasn't for me, the reincarnation of your sweetheart would have died of old age, you fool He hasn’t woken up yet, and he’s still imitating other people’s martyrdom, and he doesn’t even know that the Emperor of Heaven has guaranteed his rebirth, so he wasted so long in vain, you idiot!”

Chi Huang snorted unhappily, bypassing the subject and asked him, "Where's my elder brother?"

"I haven't come back after being broken in love," Dongxie didn't say anything, and continued to curse angrily, "It's good for you two brothers, one ran away from home after being broken in love, and the other wanted to die and sleep with his head covered. How hard is life?"

"That's right, Your Majesty." After hearing these words, all the little devils who were drinking immediately began to complain with mournful faces, "Our past few hundred years have been miserable."

"What's wrong with you?" Chi Huang finally remembered his ghost people, and asked with a frown, "Who dares to bully you?"

"There are too many." Dongxie pointed aside.

"What do you mean?" Chi Huang turned to look at him.

"Come out and talk." Dong Xie waved his hands at the little devils.

All the little devils who received the order were excited, and they all raised their hands and voted to speak.

"Let me talk first, let me talk first!" The six-armed monster ran to the front, dragged his six arms, danced in the air, and began to describe his unequal treatment in Yangjian, "It was a dark and windy night, I went to play with the gossip woman, and suddenly, a bald Taoist priest jumped out of the bushes, holding a sword and trying to cut us down."

"Why did the bald Taoist kill you?" Chi Huang asked strangely.

"There's no reason." The six-armed monster's face suddenly collapsed, "It's because we are ghosts from the underworld, and now we go to the underworld, and the Taoist priests will kill us as soon as they see us."

"What?" Chi Huang squinted his eyes dangerously. It doesn't matter if there was a reason for the incident. He directly chopped off his ghost without saying hello. He simply didn't pay attention to him, the king of all ghosts.

"It's the real king," a short-headed, big-handed, and short-handed kid next to him nodded and echoed, "Those mortals have been influenced by the heavens, thinking that anyone who is a ghost is a villain. It stinks."

"That's right, there used to be demon cultivators and ghost cultivators, but now there are only Dao cultivators in the mortal world. They also compiled a lot of literary works that tarnish our reputation, and even falsely claimed that cultivating Dao is the right way, and other ways are crooked ways of evil spirits."

"Oh?" Chi Huang's voice was extremely low, probably on the verge of eruption.

"That's all for you, I was cut off on Ghost Festival."

"That's right! The Ghost Festival was originally a festival for our ghosts to go to the world to play. Now we go out for a stroll, and every time we come back, we have to heal our injuries for a long time."

The little devils were oppressed so badly that they couldn't stop complaining:

"Anyway, it's a bad thing for the human world to mention us now."

"That's right! Why are we the protagonists of horror movies, so we don't have the time to scare them!"

"That's right, I love cleanliness the most. Who the hell goes to the morgue every day to see dead people?"

The headless corpse has no mouth and can't speak, but it still claps its hands hard to call frantically for its companions.

"What a bastard!" Chi Huang angrily raised his hand and smashed the glass table in front of him, looking at Dong Xie's domineering question, "Is this how you are in charge of the underworld?"

"That's better than an idiot who only knows how to sleep and fall in love." Dongxie replied indifferently.

Chi Huang: "..."

Chi Huang, who knew he was wrong, endured it, turned to the little ghosts and asked: "Those stinky Taoist priests bully you so much, can't you fight back?"

"I think so too, but... I can't beat it," the brats said bitterly, "They're all so powerful, it's great that we can come back alive."

Chi Huang was so startled by their righteous and embarrassing answers that he was speechless. How long had he slept? Thinking about the power and prestige of all ghosts during the war between gods and demons?

He turned around and looked at Dong Xie in disbelief and asked, "Why can't you beat me? What about the 108 generals of my underworld? What about black and white? What about those beasts from hell? What about the black evil army under the judge's seat?"

God Dongxie snorted coldly: "Your elder brother took them all away, leaving none behind."

"..." The most capable main force is gone, no wonder he was bullied so badly, so his elder brother didn't run away from home after being heartbroken after breaking up with love, but the kind of running away from home with great ambitions and trying to make the other party regret it ?

It's really insane that he didn't leave anyone who could beat him to his own brother!

Huh?No, there is one more.

"In that case, why didn't you leave?" Chi Huang looked at Dong Xie, feeling a little moved in his heart.

"I have to go, I can't find anyone if I oversleep." Dong Xie replied honestly.

"Hehe." The touch of emotion immediately dissipated in his stomach.

Chi Huang turned his head and looked at the pitiful little faces below that were full of hope. His heart, which had been as hard as a diamond for many years, finally felt a bit of guilt, and he comforted: "Okay, now this king Come back, no Taoist will bully you again."

"Yeah!" The underworld was filled with cheers, and the little ghosts hugged each other, with tears in their eyes. After waiting for 500 years, they finally looked forward to the spring of the underworld.

After celebrating for a while, the little ghosts blinked their big eyes and asked impatiently: "Your Majesty, you have been asleep for 500 years, and you finally woke up. What should we do next?"

Quickly lead us to rush to the underworld, beat up those stinky Taoist priests, and show them the prestige of my underworld!

"Well," Chi Huang lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and replied, "Prepare me the most beautiful bouquet of flowers first."

The little ghosts were dumbfounded: "Huh?"

Chi Huang: "I want red roses."

Little ghosts: "..."

Are flowers more reliable than fists?The little ghosts who rolled up their sleeves and wanted to fight were immediately tangled.