The full-level celestial master became popular after being dressed as a craftsman

Xue Jin wrote this down, and asked a question by the way when he was looking for a tour guide to lead the way the next day.

The tour guide glanced at him in surprise, wondering: "In October last year, that girl was on the trending searches right after she died, handsome guys usually don't go online?"

At that time, Xue Jin was still lying dead, but he couldn't cross the world to understand the news here.

The tour guide just wondered for a while, and then explained to him.

"We locals know about this. The one who died was a graduate student from Tsinghua University. The girl heard that she was forced into marriage by her parents, and she was taken to the wedding venue if she didn't see her... Isn't this being sold by her parents? What is it? Later , She committed suicide in a fit of anger."

"At that time, the girl happened to be doing a summer job in the theater, and she committed suicide there... Tell me what happened. The girl is a good girl, but her parents are too worthless."

The story has logic, and it doesn't sound like there are any ghosts. Xue Jin thought about it and said, "I heard from the front desk of the hotel that many things happened in the theater before?"

Tour guide Yile: "Don't believe these blindly, the officials have dispelled the rumors, those people's deaths were accidents, some fell ill suddenly, some fell into the pond and drowned... In short, those strange things are still there. Be warned, young people still have to believe in science."

He looked at Xue Jin with a smile, with a slight regret on his face, and said, "Unfortunately, it seems that the theater has been rented by some filmmaker recently, and I can't get in. Otherwise, I can take you to see it."

"Go there in person, and you won't believe this anymore...Because the owner of the theater was tired of those who spread rumors, he deliberately filled it with portraits of various gods. The hall is very bright, and the lights are brightly lit at night. Come on, do any ghosts dare to go in?"

This elder brother is a person who doesn't believe in metaphysics, and he put on a joking tone when he said this, treating it as an anecdote for Xue Jin to listen to.

"Hey, here we are." The tour guide stopped at the intersection, pointed to the street on the left of the forked road, and said, "This one is the antique market, but the locals know that the things inside are mixed. If you really want to buy something, just find an acquaintance at the door who specializes in looking at these things, otherwise it is easy to miss it alone."

This is still a warm-hearted tour guide, Xue Jin nodded, and he said: "Since I don't need me anymore, then I'll leave first, and I'll contact you next time."

"it is good."

Queensland is famous for its historical relics. There are many ancient buildings and scenic spots left in the province. This is a major tourist province in China. It focuses on cultural revival. Places full of historical atmosphere like Antique Street are very old-fashioned.

The bluestone road spreads out, and bamboo bone paper lanterns are hung high at the door. Walking in is like stepping into another world.

There are many shops on the antique street, and Xue Jin even saw a pawnshop that has withered in modern times, selling everything.

Most of the shops are open, and there are stalls in front of the door. The vendor sits on a small folding stool that he carries with him. A piece of cloth is spread out on the ground, and various objects are placed on it. There are gold and jade, and many people will stop by. look.

There was a lot of traffic on the street, and the voices of asking prices were endless. As soon as Xue Jin entered, several dealers looked at him.

The clothes he wears are all provided by the Rong family and the company, and the material and cut can be seen to be cheap at a glance. In addition, Xue Jin did not wear a mask after he came in. This face does not look like a seasoned person. regulars.

It's more like a rich second generation who came here on a temporary basis to be a fat sheep to be slaughtered.

Just two steps away, Xue Jin heard someone calling him.

"My little brother, what do you want to buy, come to me and have a look?"

He looked back to where the voice came from, he was a middle-aged man setting up a stall.

"I have porcelain bracelets, jewelry and decorations here... I have everything, and I have a lot of background. Let me take a look?"

The stall owner greeted Xue Jin, but Xue Jin swept his eyes in front of him, and really walked over.

The other businessmen who were watching around shook their heads when they saw it.

No one in this street knows that Lao Yang has a dark heart, and things are always expensive, and he often makes people bleed.

Only Xue Jin, a young man from other places with shallow eyesight, would be fooled.

But they are all doing business on the same street. There have always been unwritten rules for selling antiques and antiques.

As long as the stall owner doesn't deliberately go out of his way to deceive people, such things as cheating can only be regarded as the buyer's mistake, and there is no way to seek justice.

Colleagues on the same street do not look up and look down, one is willing to fight and the other is willing to suffer, and they will not make a sound to remind them.

Xue Jin naturally knew what these people were thinking, so he let them go. He walked over, lifted the hem of his clothes, and then squatted down.

Seeing that the young man put a bunch of good-looking items on the table and didn’t take them, he just picked up a jade tablet next to him, Lao Yang rolled his eyes and said with a smile: “Brother, expert, this is what I just picked up from a The goods from a collector, look at the appearance, there is no flaw, and the carver can see that it is extraordinary... How about it?"

Xue Jin turned the palm-sized jade tablet over in his hand, and said directly, "Make an offer."

Lao Yang was overjoyed, so he was about to say a sky-high price, but Xue Jin said again: "You and I both understand the value of this thing, the price is reasonable, and I am willing to let you make a profit. It’s not worth the candle.”

Lao Yang choked up, his eyes rolled quickly, and he wondered in his heart whether it was because of his appearance, this person turned out to be a knowledgeable person?

Others don't know, but this piece of jade is really worthless. He exchanged it for a lollipop from a five-year-old child.

Although the thing was hyped up by him just now, but in fact, a knowledgeable person can see that this thing is actually a bit crudely made. The carver seems to be imitating the master's craftsmanship, but the imitation is extremely poor.

He made a lot of money selling 100 yuan.

Lao Yang looked at Xue Jin suspiciously. He still didn't want to miss this fat sheep. Anyway, he had a bad reputation in this street, and he didn't care whether he offended this one, so he continued to fool around: "Which dynasty is this jade carving the most prosperous? Don't worry?" I said you should also know, to be honest, I asked experts to take a special trip to look at it, although this jade tablet is small, it is very likely to be the work of Master Yu!"

Master Jade is a well-known engraving master in the Song Dynasty, and his works have been sold at extremely high prices in modern times. If it is genuine, the price of such a small piece of jade plaque will not be lower than 300 million.

Sure enough, Xue Jin asked him, "How much do you want to sell?"

Lao Yang chuckled, and stretched out three fingers: "300 million."

This price can be regarded as very high, and even the other stall owners who were watching from the walls couldn't stand it anymore, and they seemed to be reminded or warned: "Brother, you have to look carefully, Mr. Yu is good at landscape sculptures, and most of the works handed down by Mr. It's a big piece, and there are few such small decorations."

These words almost told Xue Jin blatantly that there was a fraud in it.

If Lao Yang offered more than 20 yuan, these people would at most scold him that he would be imprisoned for fraud sooner or later, but he actually sold 300 million yuan.

Lao Yang looked calm after being dismantled in such a way. Xue Jin knew that he was leaving room for himself.

Then I heard Lao Yang scolding him: "I haven't finished talking yet, why are you interrupting!"

Turning his head to look at Xue Jinshi again, he smiled and said, "Of course, if this thing is indeed Mr. Yu's work, it is naturally worth 300 million... But in fact, although experts and I have guessed, we can't confirm it."

Xue Jin raised his eyes: "So?"

Lao Yang changed his words very skillfully: "The price of such doubtful things is not high or low, it depends on whether the buyer dares to bet... 15, you can take it if you want."

Xue Jin lowered his head and weighed the jade tablet in his palm, as if he was thinking.

When Lao Yang saw this, he seemed to be guiding him, and said: "But after investigation, Mr. Yu has indeed passed down several small things, and even the National Museum has hidden two..."

When others saw him say this, although they knew it was fraudulent, they couldn't continue to dismantle it, otherwise they would be regarded as malicious competition by the management committee.

Everyone around noticed that although Lao Yang was not good at character, he could indeed get some goods, and sometimes he would sell some genuine goods in order to save his reputation. The local rules for free sales were not clear. Ways to sanction him.

This person's words and psychological tactics are really good. Seeing the young man's tangled appearance, he is afraid that he is really going to fall.

Sure enough, Xue Jin suddenly raised his head and stood up, patted the dust, holding the jade plaque in his hand, and asked, "It's cheaper."

Old Yang knew something was going on, and when people became interested, he began to take Joe again: "According to Mr. Yu's reputation, even if this item is doubtful, the price is not too low... How much are you willing to pay?"

Xue Jin said indifferently: "One hundred."

Lao Yang: "..."

He frowned: "How much did you say?"

Xue Jin said: "100 yuan."

As if he felt that this figure was not clear enough, he added: "RMB."

Everyone was stunned.

"Huh?" Lao Yang laughed angrily. Although this thing is indeed only worth a few dollars, how could he be satisfied after his appetite was wheezed just now and he became greedy.

He said: "You young man, you came here to collect trash!"

Xue Jin was not fooled by him, he tossed the jade piece up and down, holding it securely in his palm, as if he didn't take this "15 famous masterpiece" seriously at all.

Said: "If the new imitation is similar, it can still be worth a thousand or eight hundred... but the workmanship is still so rough, it looks like an apprentice's handiwork. You want 15 for this thing, and you are crazy about money." ?”

There is a difference between old imitation and new imitation of antique imitations. It is older. In the Ming and Qing Dynasties, imitations of previous dynasties are called old imitations, while new imitations are modern craftsmanship.

New imitation is always worthless.

This word is jargon in the antique world, and only those who understand it can say it. When Lao Yang heard it, he knew that he had kicked the iron plate.

Fortunately, he tricks people a lot, he has always been shameless, and he knows the origin of things, so he just pretends to be stupid at this time.

"What, it turned out to be a new imitation... Well, I was also deceived by that collector!"

Xue Jin smiled at his poor acting skills, casually scanned the QR code, entered a hundred, then waved his phone at him and said, "One hundred, are you selling it?"

One hundred can still make a net profit of 99 yuan, Lao Yang nodded readily: "Sell!"

Seeing this good show, the people around immediately felt refreshed, Xue Jin put away the jade pieces, turned his head and walked elsewhere.

At the entrance of Antique Street, a group of people watched the farce here, and the person next to him asked: "Old Cen, do you want to return the things?"

The old man named Cen waved his hand and said: "It's because my daughter was cheated, and it's also because the jade piece fell into the hands of that little brother... We are destined to give it to him."

"See you later."

"Since this one is gone, if you want to hand it over to the museum, you can change it."

Several people left without disturbing anyone.

Xue Jin looked back with a sense of awareness, there was nothing unusual about the pedestrians on the street.

Picking up a mistake, he took out his mobile phone to share the fun with Yan Laichao.

Lao Yang saw that Xue Jin was fresh and young, so he regarded him as a fat sheep, but why didn't Xue Jin regard him as a fat sheep?

In the confrontation in the antique market, the competition is all about eyesight. Whoever has more knowledge will suffer from being dumb.

In fact, the jade piece is neither a new imitation nor an old imitation, but an authentic one.

All the cultural relics have a special aura, and Xue Jin's eyes can tell the extraordinaryness of the jade pieces just by looking at them.

The breath lingering above is mellow and gentle, but with a hint of bad luck and astringency, it conceals its own brilliance.

In all likelihood, it is something that just came out of the tomb. Perhaps it is not necessarily the work of that Mr. Yu?

Xue Jin didn't care about this, Yan Laichao asked him what he planned to do with it, he thought about it, and said, "Donate it."

There is a high probability that it will be a funerary object if it comes out of the tomb. The artifact cannot be used as a magic weapon, and it is useless for him to keep it.

Money is something outside of the body, wouldn't it be nice to exchange merit?

Yan Laichao sent a message: "Okay, then I will help you contact the National Museum."

Xue Jin took a look at all the roadside stalls, but he didn't find any good things after shopping around. Sure enough, such a thing as picking and missing can only be encountered once in a while.

He got into the nearby shop, picked and selected, found some high-quality jade materials, and found a good-looking dagger, and bought them together.

Just as he was about to go back home, he suddenly felt a hint of yin.

Antique Street is already full of yin, but this yin is a little different.

Xue Jin searched around, and then fixed his eyes on an old man who had just walked into the street.

The old man had half a hundred hair and was carrying a bag of some size. When he walked in, someone greeted him, as if he was a regular visitor.

After a while, Xue Jin saw him parked in an open space, setting up a stall just like the others.

The old man spread out the white cloth and took out something from the bag, Xue Jin looked at it in surprise.

Hairpin...

This thing is a woman's jewelry, and it has a long-lasting atmosphere, and it seems to be an object of the Ming Dynasty.

Xue Jin walked over with interest, this thing is also quite suitable for making utensils.

The confrontation between Xue Jin and Lao Yang just now was seen by everyone around him, and it can also be seen that he is not short of money when he swept the shop before.

Seeing the young man walking towards the old man, someone called out, "Hey, that little brother."

Xue Jin turned his head, but the man leaned over and hesitated to speak, and then whispered: "Mr. Jiang's things... well, they are all fake."

Xue Jin's eyes were strange, but the other party also had good intentions, and he said, "I see."

Then still walk over.

"Old man, what's the origin of your stuff?"

The old man seems to be asked this question often, and at the moment his face is even a little depressed, he raises his eyes and squeezes out a faint smile, explaining: "I am the head of the whole set of operas, one of the hairpins is decorated with golden dotted flowers, and the owner is Song Xiangtang, a famous actor in the early Ming Dynasty. .”

Someone at the side immediately said: "It's good that the whole set of [-] face masks has been handed down, but we all know that these [-] styles are all collected by Mr. Song's descendants, and they are only displayed, not sold...You are too fake. Fake!"

This person had just come to the antique market, and he spoke very straightforwardly. There were people who knew Mr. Jiang nearby, and saw that he was silent and did not defend himself, so he spoke up to help him.

"People say that you are not allowed to touch it at a distance of three meters. You have been there, seen it, and touched it. Is that so clear?"

The man was so angry that he waved his hands: "Fake is fake, I don't know what you are arguing about!"

After such a fuss, he didn't want to continue shopping anymore, turned around and left in a bad mood, and put down the things he was looking at.

The stall owner whose business has been disrupted has not changed his expression, and has no intention of blaming Mr. Jiang, the owner of the incident.

The person who reminded Xue Jin earlier came over, saw that Xue Jin hadn't moved, pulled him away, and explained in a low voice.

"My brother, forgive me...Mr. Jiang is a frequent visitor to our market. He has bought many valuable things in his life. It is righteous not to donate a cent to the country."

Everyone here knows Mr. Jiang. He is generous and easy-going, and most of them have a close relationship with him.

But I didn't expect that in the past two years, Mr. Jiang's family had a major incident, his money was gone, and it happened that his granddaughter was seriously ill and suddenly had no money for treatment, so he came out to sell things.

"But Mr. Jiang has donated everything to the country, and this is the only thing left in the family. You should understand the reason why you can't sell it."

Xue Jin nodded. Thinking about it, this kind of thing has happened many times recently, and both the person himself and the audience are getting used to it.

He asked: "So you reminded me just now, not to let me not be deceived, but to turn a corner and stop me, so as not to embarrass this Mr. Jiang again?"

As long as someone asks, Mr. Jiang will explain, and when he explains, he will be ridiculed.

Such a good man, who could bear it?

The one who spoke scratched his head, a little embarrassed.

But he still couldn't help but said: "Actually, we all believe in Mr. Jiang... How could he be such a good person to deceive people? The things collected by Song Xiangtang's descendants may really be incomplete."

"But who would believe it?" he sighed.

Now the Song family is the only one in the opera world, and they have a detached status. Who dares to say that his family's things are fake?

Those who believe it dare not say it, and those who don't believe it will naturally mock Mr. Jiang.

Xue Jin nodded and said, "Yes, even if someone really knows the goods, who would dare to buy the Song family's family heirloom?"

He didn't believe that the Song family would not know about such a big movement. Maybe this family had contacted Mr. Jiang long ago, and wanted to take advantage of his danger to buy it at a very low price, and they might even ask to "return it" directly.

You can guess the dirty things of everyone in the wealthy family.

"Yup……"

The man agreed with Xue Jin, and he turned his head and walked towards Mr. Jiang again, picked up the hairpin in the jade box, and spoke suddenly under the surprised eyes of everyone.

"Attached to this box, 450 thirty-seven thousand and ninety-five, is it for sale?"

There were a lot of odds and ends, which directly stunned everyone.

Mr. Jiang was the first to come to his senses. He is a kind person. Xue Jin gave such a high price. Even if it is a treasure with special craftsmanship, if it is separated from the set, it will depreciate a lot.

He explained all of them to Xue Jin, and said, "I can assure you that the things are authentic, but the Song family... oh."

Xue Jin felt that it didn't matter, and said directly: "If you sell it, I will buy it, and don't care about the rest."

"Sell!" Seeing his casual attitude and guessing that the other party has a strong background, Mr. Jiang gritted his teeth and said firmly.

Xue Jin immediately scanned the QR code, and all of them were the number he reported, and all of them were turned over.

Mr. Jiang's eyes were red: "Thank you brother!"

"Need not."

Xue Jin put away his mobile phone, and today's harvest was quite rich. He turned his head and wanted to leave under the crowd's watch. , turning bad luck into good luck.

Without saying a word, Xue Jin said, "All hardships come to an end, and the days to come will be better."

Before Mr. Jiang could recall, Xue Jin had already left.

The onlookers were stunned, they dragged Xue Jin who was speaking and walked over, sighing secretly: "This is also a good man..."

Someone asked about Mr. Jiang's family affairs: "Mr. Jiang, have you collected all the money for your granddaughter's medical treatment? I heard that it will be less than 1000 million. I still have 10,000+ savings..."

Mr. Jiang took out his account book, added the money Xue Jinshi had paid, and was stunned.

"All together..."

Not bad, exactly that number.

Thinking of the words that the young man said when he left, Mr. Jiang looked at the coincident odd number of the other party's transfer, and his amazement could not be subsided for a long time.

Xue Jin has only been in Kunming for two days, and he has already finished refining two magic weapons, a dagger and a jade pendant, and he came to the door the next day when the banquet came.

The other party contacted him from the National Museum, and when the person in charge came, he took out the jade plaque and handed it to the other party.

The person in charge is an old man, quite old, but his spirit is surprisingly good, he looks like he has lived a long life.

After getting the jade medal, he patted Xue Jinshi on the shoulder and said, "You young man, you are doing well!"

He explained: "Recently, the country discovered the tomb of Mr. Yu, and many cultural relics were unearthed... Two of them are very rough. According to the stone carvings in the tomb, we found that these are the works of Mr. Yu when he was a beginner. Although the skills are not mature, But it's historically significant."

Since it was discovered by the locals first, some tomb robbers first touched in and stole a lot of things, which happened to be sold.

"In this way, how much did you spend on this thing? I decide to reimburse you part of it."

Xue Jin said: "One hundred."

"100 million?" The old man thought for a while, and said, "Although you donated for free, I can reimburse you 50..."

Before he finished speaking, Xue Jin shook his head and added: "100 yuan, not ten thousand."

He took out the hundred-yuan bills in his bag and said, "That's all."

The old man was shocked: "Huo, your ability to pick up leaks is amazing!"

-

There were still four days left before filming, and Xue Jin took this opportunity to have a good time in Kunming with Yan Laichao. When the filming started, other people filmed his own parts, and he had to learn opera from everyone invited by the program group.

Although the play is called "The Liyuan", the role of the Liyuan is just a clue in the play. The plot revolves around it, and the protagonist is everyone who cherishes their homeland.

Duan Haitang's plays are all after the tenth episode, until the No.30 episode is off the assembly line.

Opera is difficult, not to mention that Xue Jin's development has stopped now, his figure and voice have been fixed, even though he has spiritual power, those basic skills still make him hard enough.

The teacher Lan who was invited was very strict, and he would never relax just because Xue Jin was just "simple learning".

Although it was difficult, Xue Jin was making progress every day, and both parties were quite satisfied.

Although the theater was leased to the crew, it was impossible for them to rent all of such a large garden. After the crew was surrounded and prohibited from entering, the rest of the place was still open as a scenic spot.

Xue Jin was returning to the hotel at the end of the day, passing by the gate of the theater, there was an endless stream of visitors, and the staff was quite busy.

Fu Huanyu has also been on the set these two days, and he is already preparing to shoot his part. These few days he has gone to the hotel to memorize his lines in his free time.

Because this guy has a thick skin, he insisted that Xue Jin asked the Rong family to reserve a room for him, right next door to Xue Jin.

Now, they and Yan Lai are facing the room of the three of them, right next to each other.

In the middle of the night, Xue Jin woke up feeling clear-headed and no longer sleepy, so he simply went out to have fun.

No matter which city has its black and white, Queensland is no exception.

The situation is erratic, and the yin is frequent. Maybe it's Qi Lin who is catching ghosts.

When they went out and ran into Yan Laichao, the two looked at each other, Yan Laichao took the lead and said: "I guess you will go to watch the excitement."

Xue Jin raised the corners of his mouth: "Together?"

Fu Huanyu immediately poked his head out of the door, and smiled: "Add me!"

Filming couldn't take Xiaonian with him, so Yan Laichao proposed to send him to his mother. Anyway, he has to practice basic skills, and his mother can teach him.

Now that there is no Xiaonian to take care of Fu Huanyu, Xue Jin has already begun to dislike him for being worthless and making trouble.

Fu Huanyu knew what Xue Jin was thinking at a glance, and immediately felt wronged: "I'm much more courageous now!"

He pointed to his eyes: "And I have learned the Sky Eye Mantra, as a master, can't you reward me!"

Xue Jin has complicated eyes.

After taking him there, if he sees a ghost and then faints from fright, then he will not know whether it is a reward for him or torture for Xue Jin.

But Fu Huanyu was always courteous, and after a while Xue Jin was annoyed by him and agreed.

Fu Huanyu immediately cheered.

Xue Jin thought that he should be the kind of person in ghost movies who is afraid and likes to die, and the persona is exactly the same.

Queensland is also brightly lit at night, and there are many night owls among the tourists. The food court here can be opened from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] am the next day, and the main focus is the night market.

A few people followed the breath and rushed over, and saw Xie Bi'an's glistening shadow standing by the side of a barbecue stand, lowering his head and sniffing fiercely, his tongue almost fell to the ground.

"It smells so good~"

Qi Lin looked helpless behind him: "You can't eat it again, the more you smell it, the more greedy you become... Hey, don't get too close, be careful of getting your saliva on it."

Xie Bi'an looked back in shock: "I don't have any saliva! Do you think I'm dirty?"

Qi Lin stopped talking.

The two ghost messengers chattered for a long time, one had a mourning stick full of sullenness, and the other tied a dozen or so new ghosts to a seductive rope, and they couldn't see people coming and going around them, and some even passed directly through them, which looked very strange. weird.

While speaking, Xie Bi'an was the first to spot Xue Jin who was approaching. He elbowed Qi Lin, motioned him to look over, and whispered.

"The two great gods are here."

Xue Jin walked over, glanced at the mourning stick in Qi Lin's hand, and asked, "Have you finished catching the ghost?"

Seeing Qi Lin nod his head, he didn't like the fun and felt a little regretful.

Xie Bi'an called out: "Your Majesty."

After Yan Laichao nodded, Xue Jin glanced at him with a trace of expectation in his eyes.

After seeing his eyes clearly, Xie Bi'an: "..."

He was aggrieved for a long time, and called out: "Master Xue."

Xue Jin was immediately satisfied.

If in the past, even if Xie Bi'an knew that he had a god bone, he would not have to call him a lord, but now it is different from the past, Xue Jinshi's name is on the seal of the gods, although black and white impermanence is a ghost, the hell is actually a god There are not many of them.

In this way, you must not call an adult.

Knowing that Xue Jin was intentionally teasing people, even though Qi Lin was at the same level as Xie Bi'an, he still followed his usual habit and called out, "Mr. Xue, Mr. Yan."

The night market is full of special snacks, and the aroma is mixed together, but it is even more fragrant.

Xue Jin bought a roast sausage and ate it while walking with them. If there is a trick, others will forget him.

In a culturally rich province like Kunming, there are many ghosts left over from history in the province, especially the night market, which spans day and night and is placed at the time of the most yin, which is similar to a ghost market.

Yin and Yang alternate, people's anger is suppressed by the moonlight, and ghosts can approach.

Several female ghosts wearing clothes from unknown dynasties and hairpin rings passed by. There was a man smoking next to the trash can, and an old ghost from the Qing Dynasty was standing next to him, sniffing second-hand smoke.

These ghosts all missed the time of reincarnation, forgot the past, and became wild ghosts, regardless of the underworld, they would stay in the human world until one day they felt bored, and then disappeared.

The visual impact of the collision of times is quite novel. Fu Huanyu looked at it for a long time, then turned around and saw that Xue Jin was passing by an old second-hand smoker and threw the stick into the trash can.

When he came back, he was holding two grilled sausages, and suddenly saw that there was another person in front of Black and White Wuchang.

Waist-length hair, delicate androgynous face, and a bright yellow dress... Isn't it the female ghost I saw in the underworld that day?

Fu Huanyu froze on the spot, Xue Jin was the one they looked over, and they saw him holding up two grilled sausages in a silly manner.

The female ghost had a strange expression and asked, "Your friends?"

Xue Jin was indifferent: "No."

When they talked, Fu Huanyu came back to his senses, and walked over with his face blushing, sausage dangling.

Xue Jin was thinking, remember to bring him a roast sausage as well... Forget it, he can still reluctantly admit that this idiot is his apprentice.

The silly apprentice walked into the crowd of ghosts, extremely shy, obviously forgetting Xue Jinshi's previous words, passed the sausage forward, and said to the female ghost, "Do you want to eat?"

Female ghost: "..."

Xue Jin is: "..."

This kid's expression was so obvious that even a pig could see that something was wrong, the female ghost's expression became more complicated, she touched the yellow skirt on her body, and said dryly: "Ah...don't eat."

Then he said: "Well, people and ghosts have different paths..."

Fu Huanyu saw that his little thoughts had been punctured, and immediately panicked for a moment, then picked up the straight man's stubbornness: "I, I didn't mean that!"

Everyone looked at the grilled sausage in his hand, Fu Huanyu handed it to Xue Jinshi with his mouth pursed, and said, "I gave it to you because of something... If you have a friend from afar, you can treat him as he should. In fact, he bought it for my master to eat." of!"

Xue Jin let out a hehe, and bit off most of it with one bite of the probe. The foolish apprentice doesn't have to, but who can refuse the grilled sausage?

The female ghost breathed a sigh of relief when she heard the words, and said with a smile, "That's right... I originally wanted to tell you that I don't engage in Twilight Love."

Fu Huanyu's expression cracked again, thinking that the other party is a ghost, and his appearance must remain the same as when he died, so he asked cautiously: "You, Gui Geng?"

The female ghost is shy: "280 three this year~"

A gust of wind blew at this moment, and Fu Huanyu's cracked glass heart was blown into fly ash.

Lovelorn woo woo woo.

Xue Jin is: Haha!

Everyone laughed, Fu Huanyu was sad alone.

Xue Jin asked about the identity of the female ghost, and she said, "I just want to repay my kindness, and when I find a benefactor and repay my kindness, I will be willing to reincarnate."

Xue Jin was stunned: "Return to the ghost?"

The female ghost didn't shy away either: "Yes."

Some ghosts did not repay the favor of others during their lifetime, and they will never forget it after death. The obsession is so deep that they turn into ghosts of repaying love, and they cannot be reborn without repaying the favor.

The female ghost has also stayed in the underworld for more than 200 years, and she is also familiar with the ghost messengers. This time she came to Yangshi because she found a benefactor who was reincarnated.

She said: "The last time I found him, I fell into a dream and asked about my wish... I didn't expect him to want to get married. Alas, I went back to the underworld and prepared for a long time. Then I made up my mind to fulfill his wish. After marrying him, I will marry him." Ready to reincarnate."

Xue Jin is: "..." Good guy, I promise you with my body.

Fu Huanyu: It split again.

After quarreling for a while, Xue Jin was planning to go back home, but when he turned around, he saw the female ghost following them all the time, and asked curiously, "By the way?"

The female ghost smiled slightly: "Yes, I'm going to the theater in front, where my home is."

"Huh?" Xue Jin was puzzled, and only then did he realize that the female ghost was tall and slender, with a charming figure, and asked, "Where were you from when you were alive?"

Seeing that Xue Jin was sizing herself up, the female ghost said, "That's right, I was the actor over there when I was alive, and it wasn't long before the theater was built."

Such a coincidence, even though Fu Huanyu's heart was broken all over the place, he still had a slight liking for him. At this moment, he couldn't help but said: "We are filming over there, we are really destined."

"Really?" The female ghost was pleasantly surprised, "Are you two stars?"

Speaking of this, Fu Huanyu felt a sense of vanity, and after coughing twice, he began to tell the female ghost how powerful he was and how famous he was.

After listening to the female ghost, she sighed: "When you let us go, you will be considered a famous actor."

"Hey." Fu Huanyu smirked.

Xue Jin is: "..."

There have been extraordinarily many silences tonight.

Yan Laichao thought it was funny, reached out and rubbed his head unexpectedly, then turned around naturally, and asked the female ghost, "I haven't asked your name yet."

The female ghost waved her hand and said, "It's not clothes."

Fu Huanyu was shy: "Feiyi...your name sounds really nice."

Xue Jin stretched out his hand to scratch the hair on his head, pursed his lips, and felt a little strange in his heart, but after further investigation, he didn't know why, so he simply shook his head and stopped being entangled.

Walking through the street corner, the direction of the theater and the hotel was different, Fu Huanyu said goodbye to Feiyi, and they followed Xue Jin back to the hotel.

There were three shifts at the front desk, and there were people on duty at night. When Xue Jin came back with a group of people, the front desk over there was humming in a babbling tone. It sounded pretty good, it was an opera.

After Fu Huanyu heard this, he suddenly leaned over, and when the front desk saw him coming over, he immediately asked, "Sir, is there anything I can help you with?"

Fu Huanyu thought, since the receptionist sings opera, he should know something about it, so he couldn't help asking curiously: "Sister, do you know about the theater over there?"

The lady at the front desk seemed to have been severely beaten, and she didn't tell him any rumors after hearing it, subconsciously said: "If you don't believe in rumors, don't spread rumors..."

Fu Huanyu: "...I didn't ask these questions, but I just wanted to ask you. Do you know that there was a character named Feiyi in that theater before?"

As long as you don't inquire about strange things, the front desk will return to normal. It just so happens that she has also learned about it, so she thought about it and said:

"Ah, there is indeed... called Feiyi, right?"

She said: "I remember that this is a role that sings female roles. The theater was only completed back then, and it was not well-known. It couldn't attract guests and famous actors. As soon as this Fei Yi appeared on the stage, it directly sang the reputation of the theater."

"Her biography is posted at the gate of the theater, you can go and see."

Fu Huanyu couldn't help but said: "It's so amazing... I see, thank you sister."

After he finished speaking, he turned his head, and saw that Xue Jin was listening to them, and followed him upstairs.

Fu Huanyu: "When I go to the crew tomorrow, I have to take a good look."

Xue Jin glanced at him: "They don't engage in twilight love."

Fu Huanyu: It hurts my heart.

He quibbled: "I didn't want to be with her... I just understood."

Xue Jin was smiling but not smiling.

Back in the room, Yan Laichao called Xue Jinshi to stop before closing the door, and said softly, "Good night."

Xue Jin paused, and replied, "Good night."

Fu Huanyu didn't enter the door on the side, and looked up at Xue Jinshi expectantly.

Xue Jin faced his expectations directly, with a kind expression on his face, and he opened his mouth: "Go to sleep."

Fu Huanyu was shocked: This is not fair!

When he arrived at the crew the next day, Fu Huanyu carefully read the celebrity introduction at the gate of the theater.

Feiyi hangs on the first one, it is not her usual appearance, but an opera costume, with a complete head and face, pink cheeks and delicate cheeks, which is Huadan's costume.

It says that Feiyi is the first famous actor to be cast by Pei Yuan, and she saves her by herself.