How to raise a white bone spirit [Entertainment circle]

The white-clothed boy didn't notice anything wrong with Lu Cheng at all. This was his lair, and he was like a duck to water in it. He dragged his wide sleeves and dug through the pile of magnificent jewels. Come out holding the snail beads and get close to Lu Cheng.

"Master Lu, I'll change my phone with you."

Lu Cheng forced himself to look away from the tripod with human face patterns, and looked at the handful of rose pink and flame pattern snail beads in the young man's hand, each of which was perfect in appearance.

"Conch pearls of this level can be auctioned for more than 1 US dollars per carat." Lu Cheng suddenly realized that he was poor. Fuck, can buy his current company building.

"Really?" The boy's eyes sparkled, and he stuffed one into Lu Cheng's hand, "Change the phone." He glanced at Lu Cheng's pocket while talking.

"No." Lu Cheng refused, "Personal items will not be sold for exchange."

The young man was stunned, and he was depressed again. He asked unwillingly, "Why don't you choose the one you like?"

"Nothing in exchange." Lu Cheng said.Although he is a poor man, he is also a dignified poor man.

The boy sadly put the snail beads back on the gold plate, and took a personal facial pattern mask to cover his face, sulking with Lu Cheng behind his back.This time it looks like a ghost, and the soaring resentment is about to condense into substance.

Lu Cheng couldn't bear it: "Your tomb... the magnetic field in the house is chaotic, and electronic products are easy to break."

The boy turned his head and pulled down his mask a little, revealing dark eyes full of accusations.

"I still don't know your name..." Lu Cheng persuasively.

The young man suddenly realized, and stood up abruptly: "The friendship between gentlemen is more important than sincerity." He pulled Lu Cheng and was about to go to his underground palace.

"Wait for me to take a picture." Lu Cheng took out his mobile phone, and under the young man's fiery eyes, he took a few pictures of the tomb. Just as he was about to flip through the photo album and look back, a blue and white finger lightly pointed at the screen ahead of him. a little.Lu Cheng turned his head, the boy smiled triumphantly, and rubbed his fingertips, obviously full of aftertaste.

Lu Cheng stretched out a finger to press against the boy's head, looking at the distorted photos in the album, it was expected: "Go, let's go to your underground palace to see."

The young man sighed reluctantly, passed through the pile of sacrificial objects, and there was a corridor on both sides of the front hall leading to the underground palace. Like the tomb passage, there was no single color pattern.Lu Cheng glanced at the young man next to him, and he had a vague guess: The young man's life was deliberately concealed during the construction of the entire tomb.

The two stone gates at the entrance of the underground palace look like jade in the light of the long-burning lamp. The two stone gates are slowly opened, and behind it is a circular underground palace.The front and the back are round, which is the layout of the emperor's mausoleum. However, the boy's resting place cannot be deduced by common sense. This tomb is messy, arbitrary, and very chaotic.

The front hall of the tomb is magnificent with golden walls and piles of treasures and jade, but the underground palace in front of it is empty. Except for the ever-burning stone lamp, there is only a plain sarcophagus in the middle of the entire underground palace, without an outer outer shell.

Lu Cheng was a little nervous, the boy ran out like a wild horse, circled around the sarcophagus several times, poked his head into the coffin, groped left and right, and then had fun, jumping around beside the sarcophagus with his mask on Luantiao: "My name is Ban Gu, my name is Ban Gu...haha, so my name is Ban Gu..."

What is there to be happy about knowing your own name?The corners of Lu Cheng's eyes twitched, and he decided to ignore the noise, he was as happy as a grasshopper.This thing has been buried in the ground for a long time, so it's probably not normal.

"Ban Gu, Ban Gu...Ban Gu..."

Lu Cheng wanted to take a closer look at the underground palace, but was disturbed by the noise, so he walked up to Ban Gu's side, took out his phone, unlocked it, and stuffed it into his hand: "Don't make noise."

Ban Gu immediately calmed down as if the switch had been pressed, holding the mobile phone as if he had found a treasure, squatting down and playing with it ecstatically.

Lu Cheng heaved a sigh of relief, he was about to be sweated by Ban Gu.Approaching the sarcophagus, I can't tell what kind of material it is made of. It seems to be between jade and stone, with a faint red color. When it is lightly clasped by hand, there is a sound of gold and jade, and it is extremely strong.The body of the coffin and the half-closed lid are also without any decoration.

Where did the boy see his name?Lu Cheng came closer, and leaned over to look into the sarcophagus...

empty.

A layer of cold sweat immediately broke out on his back.

How could it be an empty coffin?There is no corpse in the coffin, the inside is dry and clean, and there is a faint smell, not like a corpse... Lu Cheng looked at the boy in white who was squatting in the corner and playing with his mobile phone?There is no owner in the tomb, so what is this boy in white?

"Ah..." The squatting boy in white suddenly screamed, stood up quickly, and ran over with his mobile phone in his hands, crying a little. "Master Lu, this phone is broken, I didn't mean it."

Lu Cheng lowered his head and unlocked the phone again: "Ban Gu...is this your underground palace?"

Ban Gu held the lost and recovered mobile phone, full of joy for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, nodded indiscriminately, very dissatisfied with Lu Cheng's whining.

"This is an empty coffin." Lu Cheng looked at him.

Ban Gu raised his head and looked at Lu Cheng as if he was a fool: "I'm here, of course the coffin is empty." He poked at the phone with his finger, suddenly smiled, and held the phone tightly, "Are you Don’t you think I’m a ghost? Hahaha, I’m not, I’m not.”

When a person dies, the soul is immortal, it is a ghost;

"Master Lu, do you want to know who I am?" Ban Gu winked, and before Lu Cheng could speak, he smiled strangely, "I won't tell you. Ho ho ho...you guess."

Lu Cheng didn't want to guess, Lu Cheng didn't want to know, Lu Cheng just wanted to stuff Ban Gu back into the sarcophagus, knock in seven to forty coffin nails, and put ten or eight coffin-sealing curses on it.

Ban Gu ran back to the sarcophagus, brought out a jade pillow, and pointed to the two words on one corner: "Here, look, my name is Ban Gu... Well, I was afraid I would forget it, so I picked it with my nails." The two characters are twisted and crooked, which are different from the various writing systems found now.

Just as Lu Cheng was about to take a closer look, Ban Gu disappeared, and then a voice came from the coffin: "Master Lu..."

Lu Cheng stood beside the sarcophagus with black lines on his forehead, watched Ban Gu lying in the coffin expressionlessly, then looked at the coffin lid, and considered whether to close it directly.

Ban Gu closed his eyes and rested his head on a jade pillow. His black hair covered the entire sarcophagus like a waterfall. Beside the pillow was a bloody jade carved manjusawa. …He lay down for a while, moved, opened his eyes, and took out a kerosene lamp from the depths of the coffin. The finished soda bottle, well, it's still the classic Coca-Cola narrow skirt bottle.

Lu Cheng couldn't laugh or cry for a moment: "Except for one name, do you remember the others?"

Ban Gu thought for a while: "Sixteen years old?"

Lu Cheng gritted his teeth: "Others"

Ban Gu tilted his head: "No more." He sat up and lay down on the coffin lid, "Isn't it enough to have a name and a date of birth?"

Lu Cheng looked at him deeply. From birth to death, no matter rich or poor, day and night, year after year, a person has countless things and things. One name and one birth year are far from enough.

"Master Lu, I want to go home with you." Ban Gu crawled out of the sarcophagus, not forgetting to hold on to his phone.

Lu Cheng almost bit off his tongue: "Why do you want to go home with me?"

Ban Gu gave him a strange look, and said as a matter of course: "You came to my house, why don't you invite me to stay at your house for a while?"

Lu Cheng's entire face darkened: "There is no such statement."

"Shouldn't reciprocity be courteous?" Ban Gu's long hair was loose, and he floated around in the shape of a ghost.

Lu Cheng pushed him away: "Our casual acquaintance has not reached this point."

Ban Gu was shocked and hurt very much: "But you have been to my underground palace, and no one else has been to my underground palace except you."

Lu Cheng took a step back: "How about I send you to Zhu Chu?" Anyway, Ban Gu also wanted to make a note at the special object.

"Who is Zhu Chu?"

"With me..."

"No." Ban Gu categorically vetoed, "He smells wrong, I don't like him, but yours..." smells good.

Lu Cheng couldn't bear it anymore: "Shut up."

Ban Gu covered his mouth obediently, then let go a little, and said in a low voice, "Master Lu, my underground palace has restrictions: anyone who enters belongs to me."

Lu Cheng's eyebrows twitched: "So?"

Ban Gu explained kindly: "You come in, you are mine, you are all mine, then your home is my home. When I go to your home, it is actually the same as returning to the underground palace." He thought about it and added a few more words , "You can also use my underground palace as your home. After you die, you can come and live with me. My underground palace is very spacious, and can hold many coffins, as well as many funeral objects. It can be buried with hundreds of mobile phones." As Ban Gu talked, his eyes lit up, and he hoped that Mr. Lu would return to the west soon, what's going on?He glanced at Lu Cheng maliciously several times.

God damn it, is he being cheated on?

Lu Cheng had the urge to spit out blood. Building No. 444 is considered harmless in the evaluation of the Special Objects Department, and is generally classified as harmless, so try not to disturb each other.He and Zhu Xiao came to No. 444 purely because the two neighbors were mostly curious visits.

"Your underground palace is your underground palace, and my home is still my home." Lu Cheng had no interest in being buried here after death, and hundreds of mobile phones were buried with him.

Ban Guxuan wanted to cry, and stood miserably beside the sarcophagus. For a long while, Qi Qiaiai timidly said threatening words in the most pitiful tone: "But... I don't want to, Mr. Lu can't get out. The living are here If I stay in the underground palace for a long time, I will die."

"..." Junjie, who knows current affairs in Lucheng, squeezed out a word from his throat, "Let's go."

A bright smile flashed across Ban Gu's face, he held Lu Cheng's hand happily, thought for a while, and handed him the Manzhu Shahua in his coffin: "Mr. Lu, this is a thank you gift. Empty hands are always a faux pas."

Lu Cheng looked at the Manzhushahua in his hand, the flower on the other side, the flower does not see the leaves, the leaves do not see the flower, the underworld grows on the bank of the Yellow Spring, the world has long horns, the scientific name is Lycoris flower, and the other name is Longclaw flower, which is not good It's called cockroach flower, and it doesn't have a fragrance.

This blood jade carved Bana flower is exquisitely crafted, as if it was climbed off a branch and put into a coffin.The burial objects buried with them are either the treasures of the owner, or have great significance.

"You are a dead person, so you don't need to talk about the etiquette of a living person." Lu Cheng twirled the Bana flower, "This is your personal burial object. It may be very important, so don't give it away casually."

Ban Gu waved his hand indifferently: "I like Mr. Lu, besides..." He glanced at Lu Cheng. Mr. Lu had broad shoulders, thin waist, long legs, and a beautiful appearance.Alas, Mr. Lu is just too serious, he keeps a straight face every now and then, not very kind.

"Forget it, I'll keep it for you first." The Yinhong Bianhua bloomed in Lu Cheng's fingers, luxurious and extravagant, as if it should bloom by his hand for granted.

It always feels good to be trusted and liked by someone, even though this person can go to the psychiatrist.Lu Cheng was in a good mood, and his good mood continued until he left the underground palace with Ban Gu, walked through the corridor, passed the tomb in the front hall, and walked through the long tomb passage... Then, he stood directly in the garden of No. 444 Mansion .

The cave with 81 roads in the world and 81 steps in the Yin Road never appeared again.

Ban Gu dodged his eyes, played with his fingers, looked at Lu Cheng unkindly, and looked around guiltily.

Lu Cheng suppressed the fire, and stretched out his hand: "Mobile phone."

Ban Gu hesitated for a long time, and reluctantly handed over the phone, sadly as if he had suffered a catastrophe.

After leaving the tomb, the signal returned to normal. Lu Cheng's cell phone roared ghostly, and he clicked on it to see more than a dozen missed calls, as well as more than 20 messages from Zhu Xiao.

Ban Gu leaned over again and pointed with his fingers.

"Xiao Lu, Xiao Lu, why hasn't anyone answered your call for a long time? The special office has rules, and you can keep the call smooth anytime, anywhere."

"Lu Cheng, Yuan Jia said that something is wrong with Taishi, he is at a loss, I will check for him."

"I will leave you as the butler of the special department. You have to display the spirit of the protagonist, love and respect the post, and treat the special department as your own company."

"By the way, bring some tea and coffee from your company."

"Oh, the water is gone. You ask Tianchi Water Industry to send a few buckets of water. You want authentic Tianchi water, not ordinary groundwater."

"You pay for the money first, and I will reimburse you later."

... Lu Cheng silently locked his phone, how ignorant was he when he was a teenager to get into this thief ship of the Special Object Department.

Ban Gu added fuel to the fire: "Master Lu, shall we go home?"

"No return." Lu Cheng said fiercely, "Go to eat."

The author has something to say: Ban Gu: I am just so happy, happy, and noisy

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