After I dressed as a rabbit, I accepted the loyal dog boss

Qu Beixi held his breath and stopped at the end of the path, looking at a large barren cemetery that suddenly appeared in front of him. The cemetery was all shrouded in the shadow of the short hill behind and looked gloomy. Even if there were no ghosts in this environment, just Looking at it can scare some timid people.

Zhang Futai is still quite discerning.

He thought about walking forward, this cemetery is still quite big, there are forty or fifty tombstones in a rough scan, it is very desolate, no one has been here for a long time, weeds are crawling on the tombstones, and the things that were originally enshrined in front of the tomb They were all crumbling and tattered.

He stretched out his hand to sweep down the withered grass branches on the tombstone in front of him, suddenly there was a noise next to him, he turned his head vigilantly and saw a figure standing up from behind a tomb, he squinted his eyes and looked carefully Next, "Director Zhang, are you here too?"

He didn't expect Zhang Futai to come too, he thought it was just to inform him to let him come by himself.

Zhang Futai walked towards him slowly. He looked at the person who was getting closer and found that the person was thinner than yesterday, and he had lost so much weight visible to the naked eye overnight. His own flesh was pulled out, or something pulled out his energy.

Qu Beixi pretended not to notice anything, raised his hand and deliberately raised his bangs, swept his fingertips across his eyes, and a ray of light flashed across his pupils. Putting down his hands, his world will be completely different.

After opening the eyes of the sky, you can see sneaky things.

Zhang Futai's body is completely covered by a ghost shape, and Zhang Futai is just a puppet now.

Zhang Futai: "I don't worry about you coming yourself."

Qu Beixi thanked him with a smile, "Please trouble Director Zhang, this place is nice."

Zhang Futai: "Then let's go around."

Qu Beixi nodded straight, "Okay, okay."

He wanted to see what this ghost had planned, but he didn't intend to save this ghost. After all, not all ghosts deserve to be redeemed. Red flames, which means that this ghost has been stained with human life, and it is already an evil ghost.

But the ferocity and harm of evil spirits will become stronger.

If he forcibly exorcises the ghost, it will affect Zhang Futai's body and soul, so if allowed, he hopes to be gentle first.

He found that Zhang Futai was always one step behind him and very close to him, so close that if two people stood side by side, their shoulders would overlap.

"Beixi, are there ghosts here?"

Qu Beixi sneered in his heart, this evil ghost's psychological quality is high.

Qu Beixi easily tore off the weeds on a tombstone, "The ghost doesn't see a lot of rubbish now, it needs to be cleaned up, otherwise it will be an eyesore—"

He glanced at Zhang Futai coldly from the corner of his eye.

"Yeah, Beixi, what you said makes sense. Our show is supported by Beixi. If it weren't for Beixi, no one would watch our show because you are so good-looking." Zhang Fu's tone was very weird. The occupied body is still somewhat uncomfortable.

Qu Beixi: ...

How to put it, I seem to rely on my face for food!

"If Director Zhang dies and is buried here, which tomb do you think is more suitable for you?"

Hardcore questioning, he really can!

Zhang Fu looked up at him with strange eyes, and he patted the tombstone next to him carelessly, "For me, I would choose this one. It's a good place to sit facing north and south. It's easy to get the sun, and it's cool after death." Choose a warm cemetery."

Zhang Futai giggled twice, the laughter seemed to contain water and bubbles in his throat.

He reached out and pointed to the farthest tombstone, which was slightly not close to the cemetery, "I'll choose that one, be quiet."

Qu Beixi looked at the tomb and walked towards the tomb, "This, this is not very good, a person who lives alone and has no friends to talk to, this widow is easy to pervert, and once he perverts, he will not do good things."

Zhang Futai's eyes fell on his neck, and he was not on the same channel as him at all, "Beixi is really the best-looking person in this circle."

Qu Beixi smiled, raised his eyebrows high-spiritedly and turned to look at Zhang Futai, "Director Zhang, this is because you are small, and I am the most beautiful person in the world."

Yuanyuan: "Your layout is a bit big."

The indifferent smile in Qu Beixi's eyes completely disappeared, looking at Zhang Fu's hanging hand, did this guy plan to attack him just now?

"If Director Zhang died now, what regrets would he have?"

He turned his body around completely, and his momentum was even a little aggressive.

Zhang Futai's Adam's apple rolled and made a thumping sound, "There is—"

Looking at Qu Beixi abnormally, his mouth suddenly grinned and saliva flowed down the corner of his mouth, "It's my regret that I didn't sleep until Beixi—"

Qu Beixi: ...

Fuck!It seems that the pattern I just had is still small.

My charm is all over Yin and Yang!

The dead ghosts are greedy for him!

When he was feeling beautiful in his heart, Zhang Futai had already rushed towards him, "You are so beautiful, I want to lick it! Ah——"

Qu Beixi felt nauseous, Haitang's lines were so straightforward and obscene!It was the same with the blind man last time, I beg you to read some books first, if you want to chase someone, you can improve your style by memorizing a few love poems by rote.

In this way, no one except you perverts will be tempted!

Qu Beixi raised his foot and kicked the opponent's stomach, and kicked the person flying more than ten meters away. Zhang Futai turned several times in the air, stepped on a tombstone and kicked towards Qu Bei Xi rushed over.

Qu Beixi's hands are elegantly and quickly clenching the tactic, and there is a blue light flashing in front of his fingertips with his movements, which is very beautiful.

"Borrow the aura of heaven and earth, condense the brilliance of all things, guard your heart! Mute! Pull out!"

Those good-looking almond eyes were full of seriousness, which was completely different from his usual self. Zhang Futai's eyes were fascinated by the afterimage of his hands shaking in front of him.

Zhang Fu stopped in mid-air and maintained a flying posture.

Qu Beixi's eyes gathered spiritual energy, and the sky eyes were fully opened, and the pupils turned into blue flames burning, "Listen to my order! Sneak away! Pull!"

A sudden wind blew up around, and the weeds all fell in one direction, and the weeds on the nearest tombstones were all blown away.

Qu Beixi tapped the two fingers between Zhang Futai's eyebrows and followed the word "pull" to draw Zhang Futai's Tianling cover. You can see the ghost attached to him being torn up and looking up. It is very painful, Zhang Futai also uttered A grunt of pain.

Qu Beixi did not soften his heart at all, the light on his hand continued to increase sharply, his fingers moved up inch by inch, his brows almost knit together, and the other hand quickly made a tactic and then pointed to the sky, "Tianlei! "

On a sunny day, there was a sudden thunder.

The old man in the small shop was so frightened that he rolled down from his chair, and Xiang Nanfeng, who was heading there, stepped on the gas pedal to the bottom when he heard the thunder. A supernatural event happened during the development of that land. Dead, man, when he died, his clothes were stripped off and he was in a very——

A bolt of thunder, like a silver snake, went straight to Qu Beixi's hand, and landed obediently on his fingertips.

"Punish ghosts, destroy all demons, guide the heavenly thunder, and make the world peaceful!"

Qu Beixi waved the hand with the thunder to strike at the ghost's head that had escaped from Zhang Futai's head. As he struck down, the thunder became thicker and thicker, and at the last moment it even had a child's arm so thick.

Beads of sweat rolled down from Qu Beixi's forehead.

Zhang Futai let out a scream, and the hand he released Tianlei quickly formed a seal again, "Use the aura of heaven and earth to condense all things into a clear brilliance, soothe the soul! Calm the heart! Sui Changsheng!"

He yelled the last three words and pressed his fingertips on Zhang Futai's forehead with a majestic momentum.

The pained expression on Zhang Futai's face gradually eased, and Qu Beixi completely pulled out the ghost from his body with only a little bit left, and a few strands that were shattered by the thunder escaped and circled around him.

Canteen

The old man looked at the "god" enshrined on the cabinet.

Hold the incense and respectfully worship, "Don't rain, don't rain."

There was a bloody heart on the plate in front of the altar. As he inserted the three sticks of incense into the incense burner, the smoke drifted into the altar, and the blood on the heart disappeared little by little, as if it had been eaten by something. .

In addition, there is a plate in front of the shrine, and there is an ice cream stick in the plate.

The black smoke from the shrine floated towards the ice cream stick again. The moment it touched it, Qu Beixi's heart suddenly ached in the cemetery, as if being grabbed and squeezed by an invisible big hand. Put the same.

A trace of surprise and doubt flashed in his eyes.

Someone is casting a spell on him!

Who?

And what is the medium?

The heart became more and more painful, and the surviving ghosts floated towards him like the black air from the shrine entangled the ice cream stick.

Qu Beixi kept his spell, and the Wugou jade on his chest frantically absorbed the spiritual energy for him to use.

Zhang Futai fell into a coma.

The ghost qi that could have been completely eradicated by a little bit was stalemate, and Qu Beixi had to stabilize Zhang Futai's soul, otherwise he would become an idiot!

Is this ghost being raised by someone?

Now there is only one possibility. Although those ghosts are remnants, they still have the evil thoughts of the body, entangled with Qu Beixi's body, trying to get in through the gaps in the clothes.

Although it's just a ghost, Qu Beixi also thinks it's really impossible!Very bad!

He hesitated whether to keep his innocence or Zhang Futai's head.

Xiang Nanfeng's car drove past the canteen and then turned back. He looked at the canteen with the door tightly closed, feeling ghostly.

He sniffed and sniffed the smell of fireworks.

Ghost gas and pyrotechnic gas coexist in the same space, so there is only one possibility, someone is worshiping ghosts!

He looked in front of his eyes, and the master should be there, but he felt that there should be some connection with this place at such a short distance.

When he got out of the car and came to the door, he kicked the door open, and the door panel was smashed by him, and the old man inside was so frightened that he clutched his heart and "cracked" past——

Looking southward at the evil shrine—