Raising ghosts is risky

Why is he showing this expression?Has he ever seen a mask?

Xing Zhan reminded in a low voice: "Master?"

Song Youxuan woke up from a nightmare, his body stretched into a string, ready to rebound at any time.

"Where did your ghost mask come from?" Song Youxuan shouted loudly, changing his usual slowness when speaking.

Xing Zhan was not sure whether Song Youxuan was acting or if he really found something different about the mask.

"Hey? Is there something wrong with this mask? I heard people say it can ward off evil spirits, so I took it from the bedroom to the living room!" Wang Chunxu was terrified, shaking his hands to take off the mask, "I'll take it off right now!"

"Don't move!" Song Youxuan sternly shouted.

Wang Chunxu trembled from his yelling, and before he could get off his chair, a strong wind suddenly knocked him to the ground.

It was Gong Mu who made the move!

"Don't let him touch it! The aura of the ghost face has merged with the Yin energy in the house. If you move rashly, it will disturb the ghost. If the ghost disperses, it will cause harm to all directions." Gong Mu narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the ghost face, Ye Yan's face seemed to be cold Frost covered.

Song Youxuan obviously heard Gong Mu's words, and glanced in the direction of Gong Mu in surprise, but quickly restrained his emotions.

Xing Zhan picked up Wang Chunxu and pulled him aside: "Master Song is in charge of everything here, don't mess around, or you will die!"

When Wang Chunxu heard that someone was about to die, his teeth chattered again, and just now Song Youxuan was so far away, and he was suddenly pushed down. If it wasn't the master casting spells, what else could it be?

Xing Zhan coughed softly: "Then what, Master Song, first check to see if there is any place in this room that gathers yin and condenses evil spirits, do you need to adjust it?"

These words are to remind Song Youxuan, can we continue to perform the play?

Song Youxuan nodded knowingly, walked around several rooms, and pretended to point to a few key points.

Xing Zhan and Cang Bo started to stick talismans all over the room in a serious manner, and put glutinous rice, sulfur, sprinkles, and five emperors' money all over the floor, making the already messy room even more messy.

But Wang Chunxu was very happy and felt that he was finally saved, so he kept asking if it was enough and if he needed to buy some more.

After working for a long time, I finally finished it before noon.Song Youxuan checked it again, and kept nodding: "The formation has just been formed, we can withdraw."

Wang Chunxu was surprised: "Master, are you leaving now?"

Song Youxuan showed the appearance of an expert in the world again: "Arranging the formation is just using objects to arrange the natural aura according to certain rules. It needs sufficient yang and vitality to run smoothly and fight against yin evil. These are not related to you. You don’t even understand.”

Xing Zhan dragged Wang Chunxu away cooperatively: "Master knows it well, don't talk too much, just do as the master wants!"

The two sang together, Cang Bo admired him very much, and kept nodding along.

Gong Mu felt that this group of mortals was hopeless, it was fine that Song Youxuan and Xing Zhan were fooling people, why did Cang Bo still have the expression of "these two are amazing" and "they are so right"?

It was almost noon, and when it was time to eat, Wang Chunxu arranged for everyone to eat in a nearby restaurant.He originally wanted to open a big private room and get close to the master by the way, but he didn't want Song Youxuan to say: "I don't need to eat, please don't disturb my cleanliness."

Xing Zhan understood, and asked for two small private rooms, let Cang Bo accompany Song Youxuan to one, and himself and Wang Chunxu one.

Although it wasn't a heavy job this morning, it was exhausting to climb up and down and paste talismans.Xing Zhan filled his stomach, drank some wine, and started chatting with Wang Chunxu again.

He patted Wang Chunxu's shoulder and stuffed a candy in first: "Brother Wang, you are almost out of the sea of ​​suffering, are you happy?"

Wang Chunxu was indeed in a good mood: "Thanks to you, brother Xing, otherwise I really don't know what to do."

"What are you talking about, we are all from our own family!" Xing Zhan said with a heart-to-heart look, "You just need to serve Master Song well! Not much else to say, you hurry up and send the rest of the money to Master Song!"

Wang Chunxu gasped: "The rest of the money? I've already given out 30 yuan and want more?"

Xing Zhan widened his eyes: "What can you do with 30 yuan! Could it be that the master has been working all morning for nothing? Those layouts don't take energy? Those talismans fell from the sky?" After staying in the middle of the night, my hands are sore, why don't you give me some more money?

As soon as the money was mentioned, Wang Chunxu showed a bitter face. Just about to cry, Xing Zhan stopped him and continued: "Don't say anything! The key is at night! The master's method is what really consumes energy, it's the big head! Before you I also saw that the face of the mask changed when the master saw it, so it can be seen that this thing is fierce! What you have attracted is not an ordinary ghost! You are a big murderer this time! If the master is not happy, pat your ass and leave Now, the previous money will be wasted, you can weigh it yourself!"

Wang Chunxu's facial features were distorted for a while, and he wanted to ask for a discount or something. Xing Zhan interrupted him again: "Also, think about it yourself so that you don't drag others down! This time, to help you, Master Song sold me a big one." Favor, I rely on him a lot, don't let me ruin my relationship with the master!"

After a lot of indiscriminate bombardment, the already fragile Wang Chunxu finally couldn't hold on, and went to the bank half dead.

Xing Zhan continued to clean up the dishes on the table, and comfortably ordered another bottle of wine, and recorded it on Wang Chunxu's account.

Gong Mu has been looking at Xing Zhan with admiration these days. He has been with Xing Zhan for so long before, but he never realized that he can talk so much, and he can make greedy misers pay obediently with just one mouthful.

Xing Zhan saw the meaning in his eyes, took a sip of wine, and raised his chin: "Why are you staring at me? You adore me so much, don't you?"

Gong Mu lazily said: "You think I'm Cang Bo?"

"Seeing his frowning face makes me relieve my anger." Xing Zhan took another sip.

"Drink less wine, you already drank a lot at noon."

"Cough, cough, cough!" Xing Zhan almost choked, "No way, you used to control me from smoking, but now you control me from drinking? What will you control me next time? Prostitution, prostitution and gambling?"

Gong Mu's squinted eyes suddenly widened, like a cat whose tail was stepped on: "What? Are you still whoring, whoring and gambling?"

"Ahem, of course not, I'm just talking!"

Gong Mu closed his eyes leisurely again, like a cat being patted: "It's more or less the same."

"It's almost the same!" Xing Zhan went crazy, "I smoke and you say I pollute the air and affect your practice, so why does my drinking hinder you?"

"The copper money I live in is inspired by your blood. It seems to be separated, but in fact it is closely related. That is to say, you and I are one. Wine is poison. If it comes to me, it will also hinder my practice."

Xing Zhan was speechless, what he said was mysterious and scientific for a while, but there was no way to refute it, and why did it sound so weird for two people to be one?

In desperation, Xing Zhan screwed on the bottle cap: "I'll take it home and drink slowly at the head office."

Gong Mu glanced at him lazily: "It's best not to drink."

Xing Zhan had a little breakdown.

"Stop talking nonsense with you! Let's talk about the ghost mask, you have seen Song Youxuan's reaction, what do you think?" Xing Zhan pulled back to the topic.

"He seems to have seen a ghost face, I really didn't expect it." Gong Mu straightened his sitting posture slightly.

Xing Zhan thought for a while: "I have to ask him, maybe I can get some clues about the ghost face."

He was about to leave when Gong Mu called him again: "Have you had any strange feeling behind your back recently? Does it hurt?"

Xing Zhan went around and touched the back: "I don't feel anything, sometimes I almost forget that there is such a ghost behind me."

"That's good." Gong Mu seemed relieved.

When Xing Zhan walked out of the box, he suddenly thought: Is he caring about me?

In Song Youxuan's box was another scene, Song Youxuan was sitting quietly, frowning slightly, with a dignified expression, while Cang Bo's front was covered with various dishes, eating happily.

Xing Zhan walked over and patted him on the back of the head: "I asked you to accompany Master Song, why do you only care about eating by yourself and don't talk to others."

Cang Bo touched his head aggrievedly: "But I'm very hungry, so you are allowed to eat and drink, but I am not allowed to eat?"

Song Youxuan explained to him: "He has been with me for a long time, don't make things difficult for him."

"Boss Song, you are really kind to this kid."

Song Youxuan smiled and said: "However, he is my junior."

Xing Zhan pulled away the chair next to Song Youxuan and sat down: "Boss Song, I want to talk to you about that mask."

As soon as he heard the mask, the smile on Song Youxuan's face disappeared immediately, replaced by a complex and indescribable expression.