Self-cultivation of loyal dogs

As soon as the girl said the beginning, Song Yanqing guessed the ending.

Sure enough, after Ran Ran died, strange things happened to them one after another.At the beginning, they always smell a foul smell.As time goes on, the smell becomes more and more obvious.

The girl murmured: "We all know that Ran Ran seeks revenge from us. We went to her grave to apologize. We went to the temple and then to the Taoist temple, but nothing worked."

"I already knew I was wrong." The girl said, "I don't know how to make up for it. It's too late."

While they were talking, Song Yanqing was almost so fouled by the stench in the air that it was hard to breathe.

He held his nose, looked at the dirt-covered monster that was struggling to move, and called out tentatively, "Ran Ran?"

"Yes." The girl also looked at the monster.

The monster didn't reply to him, Song Yanqing felt sorry for Ranran.Good boy, he was forced to death by campus bullying.

He sighed and said: "You have avenged yourself, and being trapped in a ghost school like this is not a solution. I know a Taoist priest, he will invite ghost messengers, and I will ask him to help send you down, so that you can be reincarnated." "

The monster didn't react when he heard his words, but the girl became excited.

She floated in front of Song Yanqing and said, "Sister, I also want to be reincarnated, my sister asked a Taoist brother to help me too!"

This little female ghost looked to be only eleven or twelve years old. Seeing her bloody neck, Song Yanqing finally said, "I'll ask him if it's okay."

The little female ghost smiled ferociously, but her brows were full of joy.

Seeing that the monster was less than 200 meters away from Song Yanqing, the female ghost started circling around Song Yanqing to make him leave quickly.

Song Yanqing could see that the little ghost really wanted to be reincarnated. Now that the interests were determined, the credibility of the little ghost's words would be enhanced.

Song Yanqing immediately turned around and ran towards the big iron gate. Ranran moved very slowly, so Song Yanqing didn't need to worry about being caught up by Ranran.

It's just that he has always had a doubt in his heart. According to He Chuanhua's character, if the little ghost asks him, he will definitely agree. There is no reason to let these little ghosts wander in the ghost school.

When he picked up the key, he asked the little ghost beside him, "When the Taoist priest came, why didn't you tell him about reincarnation?"

The little female ghost waited for her dark eyes, and said blankly: "Has the Taoist priest been here?"

Song Yanqing was even more strange. He looked at Ran Ran, who was more than 300 meters away from him, and said while unlocking the lock: "It should be this month. A young man came here to look around. He was carrying a satchel on his back. Didn't you seen?"

The little female ghost shook her head and said, "Sister, you are the only living person who has been here in the past few months."

Song Yanqing suppressed his doubts in his heart, and the lock on the door made a clear sound.As the door slowly opened, Song Yanqing's mood also improved.After confirming that he didn't have much ability to harm the little female ghost around him, he said softly to her: "This ghost school is a bit strange, you know the situation better than me. Would you like to go back with me first, I have a lot of yin, As long as you stay with me, even if the sun rises, you don't have to worry."

Maybe it was because she stayed in this ghost school after her death, the little ghost nodded impatiently.The moment the door was fully opened, she greeted Song Yanqing and rushed out with all her strength.

Song Yanqing followed suit, but when he left the school, he found that the little ghost was gone.

There was a familiar soft sound behind him, and Song Yanqing turned his head abruptly. The door that was originally opened had already been closed, and the lock he had just unlocked and thrown on the ground was firmly locked on the door.

The little female ghost stood by the door, as if she didn't understand what was going on, and the smile on her face became stiff.

She looked blankly at the iron railing in front of her, lowered her head and rummaged on the ground for a while, then raised her head and handed the key to Song Yanqing.

Song Yanqing took the key, unlocked the lock and let the little ghost open the door.

The little female ghost rushed out with a whoosh, and when she was about half way out of the school gate, her body suddenly fell backwards.

Song Yanqing reached out to grab her subconsciously, but it was in vain.

The little ghost was quickly pulled back, Song Yanqing felt a blur in front of her eyes, and then the door was closed.

The lock was still hanging there, and the little ghost screamed anxiously, floating around in the grass, found the key and threw it to Song Yanqing again.

Song Yanqing held the cold key, her heart gradually sank.

Ran Ran had already crawled behind the little female ghost, only 30 meters away from her.

Song Yanqing frowned slightly and said, "It won't work, you won't be able to get out."

The little female ghost didn't listen to him and banged against the iron railing.

Although the little ghost and the monster suspected of Ranran lived in the ghost school, Song Yanqing could tell that the little ghost was afraid of Ranran.

"You hide first, I'll go back and tell him about the matter. If it doesn't work, I'll go to the temple to invite monks." Song Yanqing comforted: "Don't hit me, she's here."

The little female ghost grabbed the railing, sobbed and said, "I know I did something wrong."

Song Yanqing nodded, and the little ghost said again: "I really know, I have been regretting it all the time, I really know I was wrong. I want to go home, I want to reincarnate."

Ran Ran was indeed dead, and it was too late for her to admit her mistake.Song Yanqing didn't know what to say, seeing her crying pitifully, he said, "Go back first, I'll think of a way."

The little female ghost looked back at the monster, cried to Song Yanqing for a while, then turned and floated away.

The monster didn't chase her, but crawled straight towards Song Yanqing.

Song Yanqing stood outside the door, couldn't help turning his head and retching a few times, he wiped his mouth and said: "You have avenged yourself, you should go to reincarnation."

The monster stopped in front of the door and twisted for a while, as if it wanted to get out of the gap.She tried hard for a while, but her body was still trapped in the door.

Song Yanqing pinched his nose and tried to talk to her, when several lights shone from behind him.

Song Yanqing covered his eyes and looked back, a police car was approaching him.

When he turned around again, the monster inside the door was gone.

There were two policemen getting on and off, and one of the young policemen got out of the car and took two steps, then hurried back to the car and took out several masks with filters.

They put on the masks and handed Song Yanqing another one.

The young policeman said to Song Yanqing: "I received a report saying that you encountered a ghost."

Song Yanqing took a few breaths and said, "I don't know what I encountered."

The two policemen looked at each other, and the middle-aged policeman said, "Your live broadcast room suddenly stopped, what's going on."

Song Yanqing handed over the two mobile phones, and the policeman put on his gloves and slid them a few times, then frowned and said, "The signal is full, why is it cut off?"

The two policemen got together and discussed in a low voice for a while, their voices were so low that Song Yanqing couldn't hear them clearly.

The young policeman looked at Song Yanqing and said, "How is your mental state? Do you need a psychiatrist?"

Song Yanqing shook his head, the little policeman came over and took him into the car.

There was also a policewoman in the car, Song Yanqing sat down beside her obediently, and the two male policemen who were talking to him explained a few words before entering the ghost school with a flashlight.

"Your live broadcast was interrupted suddenly at 0:44." The female policeman poured some hot water for Song Yanqing and said, "This place is too remote, we have been trying to get in touch with you on the way here, but no one answered your phone .”

"I saw your previous live broadcast recording. You are a ghost anchor in women's clothing." The policewoman paused, and continued: "I can understand that young people like exciting things, and I can understand that an anchor wants to make money and be famous, but Disturbing social order is wrong. There has been a fire in this school, and the building has been abandoned for a long time, so you should contact your friends early to avoid accidents."

The more Song Yanqing listened to it, the more strange he became. These policemen probably took his incident this time as hype.He originally thought that the male policeman went in to check the situation, but now he realized that they were going to arrest the team that helped him play tricks.

The policewoman was still giving him ideological education, Song Yanqing listened humbly, and had a very good attitude of admitting his mistakes.

"It's not that you are not allowed to do the show." The female policeman said patiently while treating the bruise on Song Yanqing's arm: "But you should also pay attention to safety, this is a dangerous building and the distance is far away, in case something happens If something goes wrong, what will you do, what will your parents do."

Song Yanqing grinned, showing her small white teeth.

Half an hour later, the two policemen came back.

The young policeman said: "No one was found, there was no other exit, and there was no hidden car nearby. They couldn't get a taxi here, and they had to walk back to the main road by themselves if they didn't come out for a while. The road is so sideways, don't let anything happen. "

Song Yanqing said firmly: "I don't have any companions. I work alone. I've only been working for three months and I still can't afford to hire a team."

The police didn't believe him, but they couldn't find anyone, so they took Song Yanqing back to the police station.

By the time we got back to the city, it was already dawn.The temperature was low in the morning, so the policewoman found a piece of casual clothes for Song Yanqing to put on.

Song Yanqing went in and explained what happened half-truthfully, and was released after being warned of a fine.

As soon as he arrived at the lobby of the police station, he suddenly saw a familiar figure within a few steps.

A person was covered with a blanket, sitting on a lounge chair in the lobby of the police station, holding a cup of hot water in his hand and staring at the green plants not far away in a daze.

Song Yanqing walked over to say hello, "Hey, Taoist priest, why are you here?"

He Chuanhua's hair was still dripping, he turned his head to look at Song Yanqing, his brows were tightly locked, his lips were slightly white.

"The public toilet exploded." He Chuanhua said after taking a sip of hot water.

Song Yanqing couldn't hold back a smile and asked, "Do you want to pay?"

He Chuanhua explained seriously: "I don't have anything on me that can blow up the toilet, so I just brought me here for questioning."

Song Yanqing looked around and asked, "Then what about your bag?"

He Chuanhua's face turned ugly for a moment. He pressed the corner of his mouth and drank a few sips of water before whispering, "It was confiscated."

Maybe because he caught a cold after soaking in the water for several hours, He Chuanhua made a nasal sound.

He lowered his eyelids, quietly looking at the ground.I don't know if it was Song Yanqing's illusion, but he always felt that He Chuanhua was a little wronged when he spoke.

He sighed softly, looked up at the disheveled Song Yanqing and asked, "What's the matter with you."

Song Yanqing said: "I have been blowing cold wind for several hours on the playground, and I can't tell what happened for a while."

He vaguely pointed to the policeman on duty. He Chuanhua might have also been criticized and educated, and all the things to exorcise ghosts and demons were confiscated. Now when he sees the policeman, he shuts his mouth and doesn't speak.

"How long do you have to go? It's just dawn, we can chat while eating." Song Yanqing glanced at the time and said: "The vegetable porridge in the breakfast shop downstairs of my house is delicious, I invite you."

He Chuanhua didn't say a word, his black and white eyes were fixed on Song Yanqing.

"What's wrong?" Song Yanqing asked.

"I'm ashamed to say it." He Chuanhua's ears were reddish, he pondered for a moment and said in a low voice; "When I fought with her, my clothes were torn, and my mobile phone and wallet were in my jacket pocket."

"lost?"

"No, the water pipes in the toilet were all blown up. When I found out that my pocket was torn, the water had already reached my ankle." He Chuanhua said.

Song Yanqing thought, that doesn't affect you picking up things.

He asked again: "Can't it be used if it gets in the water?"

He Chuanhua's ears became even redder. He took a deep breath and whispered, "No, the water is full of Yin Qi. I can't control my Yin Yang eyes. I can only see Yin Qi, but I can't see where the phone is."

Song Yanqing thought for a while, and when he realized it, he was startled. He pointed to himself and said, "Then what do you think I am?"

As a man, Song Yanqing might not be strong enough to exude a masculinity, but he looks extraordinarily pure and lovable.

Logically speaking, He Chuanhua's attention should be focused on his bright eyes or sexy collarbone, but his eyes always drift unconsciously to the red figure who is hugging Song Yanqing tightly.

That should be just the obsession on the first floor, following Song Yanqing all by instinct.Even though he looked like a ghost in red, he would not leave Song Yanqing voluntarily, let alone harm others.

Song Yanqing was still looking at him, He Chuanhua thought for a while and replied: "There is a lot of evil spirit on my body, at first glance, the whole person is wrapped in a black and red mist."

While he was speaking, Song Yanqing had already bent over and leaned in front of him, he blinked and said, "Then can you see my face clearly?"

The two were very close, Song Yanqing's breath hit his face, and He Chuanhua said blankly, "It's not too heavy, I can see it clearly."

The system that had been silent all this time suddenly popped up, and Song Yanqing heard a familiar prompt sound in his head.

[Hi Mr. Song, because you were not in the service area before, the system failed to contact you, and now it will update real-time data for you. ] The system said: [The Taoist's dependence on you is 40/100. Evaluation: So close, so nervous. ]

Song Yanqing's eyes lit up, and he moved closer. He Chuanhua looked at him calmly, without moving his eyelids.

Then Song Yanqing heard the beep, [dependency value 45/100, evaluation: Will he agree to me now. ]

Song Yanqing was taken aback, he poked at the system and asked, "How come he is No.1 here." '

[It can be switched, does Mr. Song need it? ]

Song Yanqing felt the same, and he was even more curious about what He Chuanhua wanted him to promise.

He Chuanhua's originally pale face turned red, Song Yanqing opened the distance between the two of them, tilted his head and looked at him.

He Chuanhua took a deep breath, as if he had made some important decision, he held the paper cup tightly and looked at Song Yanqing solemnly and said, "I wonder if you can lend me some money, I want to buy something, and I can get the money soon." Pay you back."

"Sure." Song Yanqing said, "I'll get some cash as much as you want. You don't need to rush to pay it back. I don't need it urgently."

He Chuanhua didn't borrow much, only one thousand, and life was difficult for a month.Song Yanqing couldn't help asking, "What do you want this money for?"

"I can consecrate and make amulets." He Chuanhua said: "Although it is ordinary, it is difficult for ordinary evil spirits to get close. I want to buy some Buddhist beads and jewelry, and sell them after consecration."

Although He Chuanhua has real skills, he is still in his early twenties.Song Yanqing felt that compared to He Chuanhua, those people were more willing to trust the uncles and aunts who set up stalls outside the temple.

"Then do you have anything else?" Song Yanqing asked.

"No more." He Chuanhua replied: "I've been hunting ghosts with Master since I was a child, and I haven't done anything else."

Song Yanqing understood why when describing He Chuanhua's appearance in the original text, most of the time he used such descriptions as tall and thin or sunken cheeks.

At first, he thought it was to highlight the villain's ugly face, but now he realized that it was because he was poor and hungry and thin.

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