After adopting paranoid gods

Many will-o'-the-wisps surround the young man, like dense star dots, reflecting the young man into the brightest light in the surrounding area.The Kongming lanterns in the distance are not as amazing as the thousands of ghost lights.

Ji Tang has never seen such a beautiful scene since he was a child.

He stretched out his hand in a daze, and a cluster of bright yellow will-o'-the-wisps, like a small butterfly, lightly landed on his fingertips.

Not hot, very warm.

The young man's white face was reflected by the warm firelight. He tightly held the little ghost fire ball in his hand and smiled softly. The smile also seemed to have warmth, making the ghost fire around him brighter.

"Too beautiful."

He Zhiye stood quietly in the darkness behind Ji Tang, the darkness engulfed his figure, and he couldn't see his expression clearly.

He cannot see the light, even though it is through him that the light comes.

The two are in the dividing line between light and darkness, one is standing in the bright light of the stars, and the other is in the bottomless darkness.

He Zhiye seemed to give all the light he had to the young man who was shrouded in light behind him.

He raised his eyes covered by the black cloth and looked towards the will-o'-the-wisp, but what he saw was still darkness.

But he raised the corner of his mouth, as if he saw the warmest light.

The teenager regards him, who has long been dead, as his family.

Between family members, it is necessary to put Kongming lanterns together.

More and more balls of will-o'-the-wisps fell on Ji Tang, like fluffy snow.

Guoguo on his shoulder, seeing the will-o'-the-wisp for the first time, jumped to the ground curiously, raised his little furry claws, and played with the will-o'-the-wisp.

The will-o'-the-wisps seem to be conscious, dodging the kitten's attack, and keep burrowing into Ji Tang's arms, as if Ji Tang's arms are the safest place.

Ji Tang was thrown to the ground by a group of warm will-o'-the-wisps. He sat on the ground and saw He Zhiye behind him.

He wanted to invite He Zhiye to watch the will-o'-the-wisps together, but he remembered that he couldn't see him.

Ji Tang clenched the corner of her clothes tightly and sighed softly.

It would be great if one day He Zhiye could take off the blindfold.

He believed that those eyes under the blindfold must be beautiful.

Ji Tang smiled and said to the young man: "Thank you for the ghost fire group, it's very beautiful."

He Zhiye nodded, and said in a low voice, "I heard that you can make a wish when you light up the Kongming lanterns. You should be able to make a wish when you watch the will-o'-the-wisps, too."

He doesn't know much about these things.

But for the sake of the boy, he will try his best to understand.

"Make a wish?"

Ji Tang looked at the bright scene in front of her eyes.

The last time he made a wish was when he and his parents put Kongming lanterns together when he was a child.

After his parents died, he never made another wish.

But this time, Ji Tang closed his eyes, clasped his palms together, and made a wish to the light all over the sky.

If you can't express your wish, it won't work if you express it.

He can wait until his wish is fulfilled before announcing it to everyone.

Guoguo on the ground had a great time with the ghost fire group, it had never been so happy in its lifetime.

It fluttered against the will-o'-the-wisp in mid-air, making a soft meow, and the cold body that had long since died was warmed by the will-o'-the-wisp.

Ji Tang simply sat on the ground, watching the will-o'-the-wisps seriously.

He Zhiye was also sitting next to him, but he didn't look at the will-o'-the-wisps, but stared at Ji Tang with his eyes covered with black cloth.

-

After Ji Tang watched the will-o'-the-wisps, it was midnight.

The Kongming lanterns at the foot of the mountain were not over yet, Ji Tang went back there, bought three packs of glutinous rice balls and a candied haws, and then took the bus back.

As soon as he got home, he put down his backpack and Guoguo, and went into the kitchen to cook glutinous rice balls.

The round and white frozen glutinous rice balls, once boiled in boiling water, immediately become soft and glutinous balls, exuding a delicious aroma.

Guoguo crouched at Ji Tang's feet, sniffing the smell of glutinous rice balls, wagging her tail and meowing.

After waiting for 10 minutes, the glutinous rice balls will be cooked.Ji Tang brought five bowls and put the glutinous rice balls into five bowls respectively.

He squatted the glutinous rice balls on the table, took out all the items in the schoolbag, placed them on different stools, and called out, "Let's eat glutinous rice balls. Happy Lantern Festival."

Thick black air gushed out from the object and condensed into a human form on the stool.

Ji Tang wiped off his cold sweat, worried that they would fight while eating.

He held his bowl tight, and ate the glutinous rice balls pretending he didn't know anything.

The glutinous rice balls are stuffed with bean paste. Take a bite, and the soft bean paste will flow out, and the heat will also flow out, dissipating the cold in winter and making the whole person feel like being wrapped in warmth.

At this time, everyone is asleep, and the night in this family has just begun.

When Ji Tang ate the last glutinous rice ball, something suddenly touched his shoulder.

He turned his head and saw a small ball of will-o'-the-wisps.

He glanced at the half-opened backpack and immediately understood what was going on.

The will-o'-the-wisp accidentally hid in the backpack and was taken home.

"Jiujiu?" The little ghost fire ball was a little scared and confused, floating aimlessly around the house.

Ji Tang: "..."

Seeing the will-o'-the-wisp, Xie Li said softly: "You open the door and window, the will-o'-the-wisp will go back by itself."

Ji Tang opened the door and window.

But the little ghost fire ball didn't leave, squatting beside the table, staring at the glutinous rice ball bowl.

"Want to eat glutinous rice balls?"

Ji Tang chuckled, while scooping up a small glutinous rice ball with a spoon, and handed it to the ghost fire ball.

The little ghost fire ball has no mouth, so it can only be swallowed by a whole ball of gas.

It approached the glutinous rice balls cautiously, and then wrapped the glutinous rice balls with its transparent body.

"Suck - suck -"

The glutinous rice balls were swallowed by the will-o'-the-wisp and disappeared out of thin air, leaving only a faint fragrance.

This may be the first glutinous rice ball sacrificed like this in the glutinous rice ball world.

After eating and drinking, the little ghost fire ball left the house.

Ji Tang shared the remaining glutinous rice balls with Guoguo.

Guoguo can't eat starchy food, but it has already lost its life, so it doesn't matter what it eats.

Ji Tang asked the ghosts to return to their respective possessions, and then prepared to wash them.

After washing the dishes, Ji Tang turned on his phone and read Weibo while he was still sleepy.

Suddenly, there was an extra noun in the hot search on Weibo.

#Wildfire#

Will-o'-the-wisp...?

Ji Tang had a bad feeling, so he clicked in to have a look.

A resident of Z City took a picture of a mountain in the suburbs that has not been touched by the sun all year round, and a large area of ​​will-o’-the-wisps suddenly appeared.

The will-o'-the-wisps are dazzling golden, densely floating in the air, brighter than the stars.It is the most spectacular sight in the dark night sky.

Such dreamy scenes can only be seen in mythological movies.

Many people have never really seen a will-o'-the-wisp.

As soon as this shooting video was released, it quickly became a trending search.

Ji Tang flipped through the comments and accidentally saw the top hot comment.

[This must be the cute Kongming Lantern given to it by a ghostly boss!So romantic! 】

Ji Tang: "..."

He rubs his face.

very hot.

Also red.

Ji Tang blushed and retreated into the bed.

-

the next day.Ji Tang learned that Director Lao He had arranged a screenwriter for himself and needed him to meet with the screenwriter.

Ji Tang was very excited, just after breakfast, he changed into new clothes and was about to leave. When he went out, he brought a small projector by accident.

The place where they will meet is a Chinese teahouse.

The screenwriter is a very young boy who has just graduated from university and has dark skin. When he saw Ji Tang, he smiled and said, "Hello, my name is Wu Shen. Everyone likes to call me Little Black Brother, so you should call me that too." .”

"Little black brother...? Hello!" Ji Tang hesitated for a moment, but quickly reacted and said with a smile: "My name is Ji Tang."

The screenwriter opened the bag and took out a stack of documents: "Mr. Ji Tang, director Lao He asked me to show you this stack of documents."

Ji Tang took the document, and saw the words written by Lao He at the first glance.

[I heard that you are a fan of He Zhiye.Now he is blocked, but I have some information about him, print it out for you, satisfy your curiosity.It's not easy to like an actor! 】

Ji Tang: "..."

That's just as well.

He wants to use He Zhiye as the prototype for the movie he wants to make. If he doesn't know about He Zhiye, the movie will be a bit difficult to make.

Lao He printed all the information about He Zhiye on paper.

He doesn't like sweets.

He can be very paranoid about things he likes.

He likes to wear blue underwear.

Ji Tang: "????"

what the hell? ?

He didn't know if Lao He knew the information himself, or picked it up from some previous scandal website.

Ji Tang settled down and continued to watch, and saw a monologue by Old Crane.

[He Zhiye is very good, and in a short period of time, he became the Best Actor.It's a pity that Heaven is jealous of Yingcai, he and his honor disappeared in the fire.

Now after many years, some of his fans have already passed away, and most of them have already forgotten him.

In the entire entertainment circle, only I can remember him clearly.

I have seen a movie, which said: The real death is not the death of the body, but no one remembers you anymore.

I worry that not many people can still remember He Zhiye.

He Zhiye still has his body left in the exhibition hall, his soul may still be there, he may still be waiting for his film conference to start.

But it can never start. 】

After reading this piece of paper, Ji Tang couldn't calm down.

He finally understood why He Zhiye didn't wander around like Xie Li, but stayed in the dark abandoned exhibition hall.

It turned out to be waiting for the belated movie conference to start.

Ji Tang carefully folded the documents and put them in his backpack.He raised his head and looked at the screenwriter.

"Have you read the document? Although I don't know what Lao He wrote for you." The screenwriter chuckled: "I came to you this time to ask you what kind of horror movie you want to make, so that I can have a Direction to write the script."

Ji Tang didn't hesitate, and raised the corners of her lips: "I want to make a warm horror movie."

The screenwriter has already taken out a small notebook and memorized it seriously: "Hearty horror movies, there are not many such movies on the market. What is the content like?"

Ji Tang leaned on the soft back of the chair, closed her eyes, and seriously described the story in her mind.

"I want to write a personal story."

"That person is a very powerful actor. He died at the beginning of the story. But his soul has not left, and he remains in his movie exhibition hall..."

"..."

Ji Tang roughly said what he wanted to express.

The screenwriter picked up the small notebook and said casually: "This is indeed a very warm story."

He looked at the young man in front of him. The young man was sitting by the window, and the golden sunlight reflected the young man very warmly.

He couldn't help but said: "This story has no similar subject matter in the market, and it belongs to innovation. I think Mr. Ji Tang is really a person who can give all scary things a higher level of beautiful meaning."

"I think that although the protagonist of this story is dead, his future must be very happy."

Where Ji Tang can't see.

He Zhiye stood in the darkness, quietly listening to the conversation between Ji Tang and the screenwriter.