An actor who cannot become an Internet celebrity is not a good priest

Lu Yuyang always thought that his home was simple and deserted enough, but he didn't expect that compared with Xu Qingchu, he still lost.Xu Qingchu's house was unbelievably clean, and there were not even traces of many people living there. Like Xu Qingchu, it lacked the trace of fireworks.

The glass bookcase on the entire wall of the living room is full of books. Lu Yuyang glanced at it and unexpectedly saw a large number of books related to traditional Chinese medicine.

"Master Xu still knows medicine?" Lu Yuyang once again refreshed his understanding of Xu Qingchu.

"The way of medicine is from the same source, and I minored in Chinese medicine in college." Xu Qingchu put on slippers and walked straight to the kitchen, "Is ice water okay?"

Lu Yuyang also changed his shoes, followed casually, leaned against the kitchen door with folded arms and watched Xu Qingchu open the large double-door refrigerator, and saw nothing in the refrigerator except a certain brand of mineral water neatly placed. None, he raised the corner of his lips: "I don't seem to have any other choice."

Xu Qingchu looked back at him, pointed to the three unopened boxes of mineral water of the same brand piled up at his feet, and said, "You can choose room temperature."

After three seconds of being stunned, Lu Yuyang laughed softly: "Is the Taoist priest drinking the snow water from Tianshan Mountain to live?"

"I don't know how to cook." Xu Qingchu shook the mineral water in his hand to Lu Yuyang, "Ice?"

Lu Yuyang nodded, took the mineral water in his hand, unscrewed it and took a big sip, the ice water entered his throat, and he reacted suddenly, Xu Qingchu did not refute his words, his eyes turned around in the kitchen Turning around, I found that there was not even a fruit knife here, so I couldn't help but ask, "Just drink water?"

"I have the habit of fasting from time to time." Xu Qingchu took another bottle of water from the refrigerator, turned to look at Lu Yuyang, thought for a while, and added, "I will eat a small amount of nuts."

Lu Yuyang: "..." This seems to be no different from just drinking water.

"You don't even eat on set?" Lu Yuyang remembered that being a Taoist priest could eat meat and drink. Could Xu Qingchu be taking it too seriously?Is he really planning to become immortal?

"The taste is too heavy and greasy, it is difficult to eat."

Xu Qingchu's eyes were too serious when he said this, which made Lu Yuyang feel a deep sense of approval from the bottom of his heart that those chefs are unforgivable trash.

"Officer Lu's new case is related to Ms. Liu?" Xu Qingchu casually changed the subject.

Seeing Xu Qingchu walking back to the living room, Lu Yuyang hesitated for three seconds, took out a bottle of room-temperature mineral water before following him, "I'm going to ask this Miss Liu."

"Ke Cheng", who had been left hanging for a long time, saw that the two finally saw her, and her resentful gaze eased a bit, but her vigilance towards Lu Yuyang remained unchanged. She stared at Lu Yuyang's face closely, and heard the two When she said that, panic suddenly appeared on her wooden face, she looked away unnaturally, and said calmly, "I don't know anything."

In Lu Yuyang's eyes, her performance was a typical self-confident.

"Oh? Really?" Lu Yuyang smiled and sat down on the sofa, looking at her with interest, "But I haven't asked anything yet."

As soon as the words were out of his mouth, "Ke Cheng" turned around suddenly, like a drunk pheasant paralyzed, and plunged towards the balcony.The balcony door was open, and her intention to escape was quite obvious, but Lu Yuyang didn't raise his eyes, instead he leisurely took out a cigarette and shook it at Xu Qingchu, who also didn't change his face: "Do you mind if I smoke a cigarette?"

"mind."

As soon as Xu Qingchu finished speaking, there was a muffled "bang", and the next moment a ghost figure flew out of Ke Cheng who was slumped to the ground, and slid from the balcony all the way to Lu Yuyang's footsteps with his buttocks on the ground.

Looking at each other, Lu Yuyang smiled playfully: "Miss Liu, I didn't expect you to be so active."

Lu Yuyang didn't think that people like Xu Qingchu would let the resentful spirit escape happen a second time. As soon as he entered the door, he caught a glimpse of the magic mirror hanging on the balcony door. That thing not only installed an invisible door for the balcony, but also illuminated The most hideous and terrifying appearance at the moment of death, although it is of little use to those century-old ghosts, but for new ghosts who have just died and are not willing to accept the reality of death, just one glance may be a big blow .

This Ms. Liu was obviously terrified by herself in the mirror, they didn't need to make any effort, she was knocked out of Ke Cheng's body just like that, that was a snap.

"You plot against me!" Ms. Liu turned her head and stared at Xu Qingchu viciously.

Xu Qingchu picked up the unconscious Ke Cheng from the ground, hugged her to the sofa, and gave her an indifferent look: "I didn't expect you to be so proactive."

"I don't care! You will obey me if you say so!"

According to her?

Oh, sorry, I seem to have heard something I shouldn't have heard.

Lu Yuyang looked away knowingly, pretending that he didn't exist.

But the moment he turned his head and saw Ke Cheng, his hand holding the cigarette shook violently.

I'm sorry, he thought something he shouldn't have thought...

Xu Qingchu turned over Ke Cheng's wrist, glanced at the bandage on his wrist, breathed a sigh of relief, and saw Lu Yuyang's subtle expression when he raised his eyes, he paused when he twisted the cap of the mineral water bottle: "She is Liu Xu's fan, I promise to take her to see Liu Xu."

When meeting Taoist priests, especially Taoist priests like Xu Qingchu, no matter how frank they are, they can't help swallowing, wondering whether they have been spying on some little secret, let alone a guy like Lu Yuyang who is full of messy minds.

It's just that this guy is naturally thick-skinned, his face is not red and his heart is not beating, so he naturally changed the subject: "Liu Xu? That international supermodel? I have a impression, Ms. Liu, isn't it easier to go to see Liu Xu by yourself? Why do you still have to go up? The body of the little assistant?"

"I went to him to save him!" Ms. Liu's big eyes were lifeless, looking a little creepy, but with obvious grievances, "Besides, I can't get close to Xuxu."

"Save him? Can't get close? How do you say that?" Lu Yuyang calmly raised his hand to remove the ice mineral water that Xu Qingchu brought to his mouth, and stuffed it with a bottle of normal temperature mineral water with the cap unscrewed. To him, "Drinking ice on an empty stomach is not good, it hurts the stomach."

Xu Qingchu stared blankly at the mineral water in his hand, and unconsciously followed Lu Yuyang's retracted five fingers with his eyes, staying on them for a moment before moving away calmly.He lowered his eyes slightly, only to feel that his fingers, which had been chilled by the ice water, seemed to be burned by the temperature of Lu Yuyang's fingertips, and the numbness spread after he realized it, and the water soaking his throat tasted unexpectedly.

He said silently in his heart: "The surname is Lu."

Naturally, Lu Yuyang didn't notice Xu Qingchu's small movements, he put the cigarette he was playing with with his fingertips back into the cigarette case, and saw Miss Liu glaring at him indignantly: "If I hadn't made the move, that kid would be someone's scapegoat now! Of course, I’m just a ghost, and I don’t have that iron-blooded loyalty, so there’s a purpose in saving him, there’s something blocking Xuxu, and I have to rely on him to get close, and Mr. Xu also agreed to take me to see Xuxu!”

"Are you Liu Xiaoman?" Lu Yuyang asked suddenly.

Ms. Liu was stunned for a while: "We know each other?"

Lu Yuyang smiled and shook his head: "I saw your picture, just today."

"Are you kidding me? I'm an orphan and I have no friends. Who will keep me..." Halfway through speaking, Liu Xiaoman's pale lips froze instantly. With an unspeakable wry smile, "It's Grandma Li."

When they got off work, the three of Lu Yuyang and Jian Xiao went to the incense candle shop at the crossroads, but the [-]-square-meter small shop was sandwiched between two mass chain clothing stores, like a small French-style hot dog sandwiched between them. Thin ham sausage, I feel aggrieved when I look at it more.

The owner of the shop is an old woman in her 80s and [-]s. Her wife has passed away for many years and she has no children. She is living a tight life by relying on the small shop and the relief fund of several hundred yuan a month, but she puts out two hundred yuan a month. Hourly workers are hired for this small shop.

The hourly worker was named Liu Xiaoman, who died half a month ago in a nasty "root digging" incident.

There are two photos on the small mourning hall in the corner of the store, one is Grandma Li's wife, and the other is Liu Xiaoman.

Liu Xiaoman's photo was taken with a mobile phone with very low pixels, so it is very blurry, but the girl who is focusing on carving in the photo is so vivid, as if she will turn to the camera to show a sweet smile in the next moment.

Liu Xiaoman suppressed the wry smile on his face little by little, pretending to look at Lu Yuyang calmly: "Anyway, I don't know anything."

Lu Yuyang's eyes suddenly turned cold: "The old man rests early, and closes before dark. But it opens on time from [-]:[-] to [-]:[-] at night. You are the one who stays in the store. That paper is classic. You sold it with your hands, and if something goes wrong, you can’t clear up your responsibility.”

"Responsibility?" Liu Xiaoman stood up from the ground and looked at Lu Yuyang coldly, "I have never seen these two words since I was a child. I didn't expect that I would come to my door when I died. I'm really sorry. I take responsibility." Sorry."

"You really can't afford it, but you have no choice. If people like the little assistant who are targeted to death appear one after another, even if you are fried in a frying pan after the trial in the underworld, do you think they will let you go?" ?” Lu Yuyang stood up and pushed the petite Liu Xiaoman into a corner step by step. His eyes were dark and deep, and he deliberately put on a serious face, which was a bit scary.

"I...I don't..." Liu Xiaoman shrank her neck.

"You are not afraid, are you? Then I might as well say a few more words to give you a reason. The people below, including the ghost messengers, hate evil spirits the most, especially those who kill people like you. Their tricks There are many, and besides, you are dead."

She is already dead, so they have no scruples and will play with her in different ways!Eighteen floors of hell, pulling out tongues, gouging out eyes, scraping bones...

Liu Xiaoman's eyes quickly flashed the tragic scene of himself in the [-]th hell, and he was terrified for a moment, and shivered fiercely.

Noticing her mood swings, Lu Yuyang moved his head close to Liu Xiaoman's ear. He deliberately lowered his voice, and his slightly hoarse voice was a little more seductive: "I know, you printed the things, and you also sold them. , but the blood mixed in the red ink is not yours, after all, you are at best an accomplice to being deceived."

Liu Xiaoman was taken aback, then nodded heavily: "He didn't say that such a thing would happen!"

"Who is he? Male and female? What are the characteristics?"

"I don't know, it's a man... no, it seems to be a woman, it's strange, why can't I remember his appearance?" Liu Xiaoman frowned in wonder.

Lu Yuyang and Xu Qingchu looked at each other squintingly, and seeing him lowered his eyes, looking thoughtful, he continued to ask: "What did he tell you?"

"He said that he could help me avoid ghosts, as long as I sell those ghost papers."

Lu Yuyang: "Is there any left? Blood."

"Yes, he gave a small tube, I only dropped a few drops, and the rest is in a small box in a store." After speaking, Liu Xiaoman hesitated, and couldn't help asking, "Can it be solved?" ?"

The solution is, of course, it can be solved, the ghost paper has already been bought, and it should not be difficult to get the remaining blood and let Bai Wuchang follow the vine to catch that guy.But what Lu Yuyang wanted to deal with was Zheng Haoxuan's matter, and he didn't have any clue yet.

Seeing that Lu Yuyang still had a serious face, Liu Xiaoman was uneasy, and quickly said: "Our small run-down store is very deserted during the day, let alone people who come to buy things in the middle of the night, and the printed paper is only sold once."

Lu Yuyang's eyes lit up: "Number 14?"

Liu Xiaoman lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then nodded: "It was that day."

The time is right!

"Do people remember?"

Liu Xiaoman said affirmatively, "Girl, she's pretty."

Lu Yuyang pondered for a while: "A woman? Or, a female ghost?"

The author has something to say: The so-called "root-digging" is to hit you on the back of the head with a special thing like a small hammer when you are unprepared, and rob you after you faint on the ground.Nine out of ten people who were uprooted died, and those who survived by chance almost became vegetative, and most of the victims were women walking alone.