Ghosts and gods do not enter the door

Ding Mu felt a little uncomfortable after hearing Fan Zhengyuan's words. After all, everyone knew that Yan Mingyue died because he performed on stage. Why do you feel unlucky.

Ding Mu put the mirror back into the box, and looked at the bronze statue of the prisoner dragon on it, feeling a little apprehensive.

Seeing that his expression was not right, Guan Yi raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay."

Ding Mu thought, it's all right, if he died cleanly, there's nothing wrong with it.

"That's right, don't worry, little brother, what's the big deal about a mirror, who can prove that this thing has something to do with that girl's death?" Fan Zhengyuan tried to comfort him.

Guan Yi raised his hand and slapped it, the slap was so hard that it knocked Fan Zhengyuan's head on the backrest of the front seat all at once, causing the front seat to look back at him.

He smiled with sincerity, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

The people in the front seat were hotel workers, in uniform, faces they hadn't seen before.

The man smiled and said, "It's okay, don't move too much, the performance will start in a while."

Guan Yi smacked his lips quietly, and said, "Tsk, you still pretend to be like that."

Ding Mu didn't see any tricks, so he stopped interrupting and just listened attentively to what Guan Yi had to say to him.

"Put this thing away, don't take it with you." Guan Yi knocked on the back of the mirror, making a "dang dang" sound.

"Yeah." Who can carry this thing with me?Do you think you didn't die fast enough or did you think you didn't die early enough?

"Going out tomorrow, you can ask a master to ask and have a look." Guan Yi said, and added after a while: "If you don't mind, I know some experts in this field, and I can introduce you to some of them." .”

"That's so embarrassing." Ding Mu was a little embarrassed, feeling that he didn't help much, and also caused Guan Yi a lot of trouble.

It can be said to be a very serious vegetable chicken.

"It's okay." Guan Yi shook his head and said, "It's just a matter of one word."

"Then I will trouble you." Ding Mu thought it would be better to let the experts take a look. After all, the person he is looking for may not be really capable. .

Guan Yi smiled and said nothing.

Fan Zhengyuan's eyes were straight. He knew that Guan Yi had a wide network of contacts, and he also knew that Guan Yi could call a large number of people to show him things by raising his hand, but Guan Yi would never use his connections for an outsider. Unless, this Ding Mu really has two brushes.

He thought about it, and looked at Ding Mu carefully, but there was Guan Yi sitting in the middle, he couldn't do it even if he wanted to, Guan Yi seemed to have eyes in all directions, he moved wherever he looked , firmly blocking his peeping eyes.

Fan Zhengyuan was suffocating in his heart. To be precise, he had been suffocating since he had never entered the mountain. The brothers and sisters of the Guan family taunted him, and the people around him were double-faced. Except for his direct lineage, no one did not exclude him. of.He can't make a living in this industry, Guan Yi's "18:1" first battle is too eye-catching, so that every family that goes to the mountains to make money can only live in his shadow.

Ding Mu noticed something, but he didn't look back at Fan Zhengyuan. He felt that this man was not upright, and there was no need to meet him. From the moment he sat here, he found that this person was always looking at him. He was not so narcissistic. He thought that this person It was because he saw the right eye, so this person must want to get something from him.

He didn't have anything worth observing, so he classified this person with those in the tour group - they all came here to curry favor with Guan Yi, and he didn't dare to start with Guan Yi, so he just stared at him.

Just thinking about it, the stage over there has already started to perform.

The opening scene is still the same clown. He changed his clothes, painted stars and teardrops with blue and green paint on his face, exaggeratedly painted his mouth with red paint, and pulled the blood-red corners of his mouth to the ears, looking hideous and funny.

He is wearing a blue top today with bright yellow pants with green stripes.

No one thought his outfit was funny.

No one wanted to applaud, but there were sparse applause from the audience.

"Friends in the audience, good evening everyone! I am your favorite clown!" The clown grinned, and the exaggerated corners of his lips looked like a drum with a mouth [-] centimeters in diameter split open.

He bowed deeply, saluted everyone with a smile, and everyone smiled wryly and applauded.

Ding Mu felt that although the clown was very indifferent to life, he was quite dedicated.

After all, there is no magic show that plays real chainsaws and magic mirror murders.

If this person goes out, the program will be banned every minute.

I can only do my best here.

The clown squeezed a smile on his fat face, and he said: "Everyone walked the mountain road for a day during the day, and at night, you can watch our performance to adjust your body and mind and relieve fatigue. In order to let everyone have a better viewing experience, let everyone To be able to participate better, I decided that for the next magic trick, I will select a few lucky audience from the auditorium to assist me in the next magic trick.”

None of the people present felt lucky to be selected, and even wanted to run away a little.