The eighth day of pretending to be a ghost

When Jiang Yiming returned to the old rehearsal room on the eighth floor, he found that something seemed different.

First up is the glass.

Of course, someone replaced the glass with a new one, but surprisingly, when he stood in front of the mirror, he had a feeling that the figure reflected inside was not his own.

And this feeling became more obvious the longer he stared at the mirror.

Jiang Yiming took down the mirror without saying a word.

He didn't give the mirror the slightest chance to intimidate him.

Behind the mirror, there was a yellow talisman with a picture of the Eight Diagrams drawn on the talisman - this is normal, this is one of the most common evil spirit talismans.

But after a closer look, Jiang Yiming found that the rotation direction of the yin-yang fish in this gossip diagram was exactly the opposite of that of the real gossip diagram.

Although there is no uniform standard for the rotation angle of yin-yang fish, the clockwise rotation of yin-yang fish is something that all Feng Shui masters must abide by.

The talisman on the back of the mirror is similar to "Qian San Lian, Kun San Du, Yang Yang Yu..." The cumbersome details are all correct, but the person who drew the talisman reversed the natural law of Tai Chi rotating clockwise according to the handle of the Big Dipper .

Jiang Yiming rubbed the lines on the talisman, felt the power of the talisman from his fingertips actively responding to him, his handsome face turned cold.

Bagua diagrams have been used as a pattern to ward off evil and avoid disasters since ancient times, but the rotation of the yin-yang fish is reversed, which is no less than a direct distortion of the original intention.

Not only can't get rid of evil and avoid disasters, but what's more, it will lead to disasters and do evil.

Jiang Yiming took off the yellow talisman and tore it to pieces.

The talisman was attached to his fingertips, hot and covered with black air. Jiang Yiming half-closed his eyes, flicked his fingertips lightly, and the black air flew out. Without the carrying talisman paper, the black air The gas quickly dissipates into the air.

The things in this room seem to be gone.

It may be that this yellow talisman strengthened the opponent's ghost power, making it not only bound to the place of death, but the whole building became the activity area of ​​that thing.

Jiang Yiming cursed secretly in his heart, it would really make his work more difficult.

Just as Jiang Yiming strode away from the rehearsal room, he heard Xue Ke shouting from the stage area of ​​the previous rehearsal upstairs. He frowned slightly and immediately ran towards the escape ladder.

When running past the elevator in the middle of the corridor, the elevator opened with a "ding" when no one pressed it, revealing a harmless and empty elevator car, with the warm yellow light inside steadily on.

If someone is by Jiang Yiming's side at this moment, as long as that person has watched a horror movie, they will probably scream and drag Jiang Yiming not to go in.

In a haunted mansion, step into an elevator that opens itself when no one is there?

This is to send blood in anger!

But there was no one around Jiang Yiming, so Jiang Yiming walked in without hesitation.

The rehearsal stage area was on the fourteenth floor, and he was on the eighth floor.

Let him climb the sixth floor?Impossible.

The moment Jiang Yiming walked in, the elevator door slammed shut, and the air seemed to be squeezed quickly when the metal doors on both sides closed, making a sound like a strange laugh, and passed by in a flash.

Jiang Yiming let out a chuckle, unhurriedly took out a red thread from his pocket, wrapped it around his little finger, hooked his finger, and when he touched the button on the 14th floor, he heard a series of " Puff" came from the keypad, as if something had been squeezed.

Since ancient times, the red rope not only represents marriage, but also represents evil spirits. When children aged four, five or six go to worship their ancestors, they always tie a red rope around their wrists, because of this.

Jiang Yiming, a dignified former national teacher of a country, focused on the dragon's veins, diverted water to change the country's destiny, and tossed about major issues in the country. Now this little trick in the elevator is intimidating, and it really can't embarrass him.

He snorted softly, tapped his finger on the button on the 14th floor, and heard a "buzzing" sound from the elevator shaft, bringing him safely to the 14th floor.

As soon as the elevator door opened, Jiang Yiming saw Xue Ke's little assistant being entangled by a ghost whose stomach had been torn and its intestines had dropped out.

He squinted his eyes, and as soon as he stepped out of the elevator door, the door quickly closed, just like before, and went down to the eighth floor without a sound.

It seems that the upside-down gossip array really attracted other ghosts in the vicinity, not just the "natives" of this building.

Jiang Yiming looked at the ghost that had already manifested, and then saw the assistant's pale face as if he was about to faint anytime, anywhere. He shook his head slightly. Reversing the gossip diagram really strengthened the ghost's power, at least it could be directly captured by the ghost. People saw it.

Just the night before, the thing could only show itself and scare people through the mirrors in the rehearsal room.

Xue Yang didn't notice at all that the elevator opposite him opened and closed, and a young man came out of the elevator.

If it weren't for Xue Ke's crying and cursing voice on the other end from time to time, Xue Yang would almost think he had lost consciousness at this moment.

He stared blankly at the "person" in front of him, and the breath was still repeated in his ears over and over again.

Xue Yang trembled all over and kept backing away. His first reaction when he recovered was to immediately let go of the opponent's hand, but he didn't expect that his hand would be held back by the "man" in front of him, causing him pain.

He finally couldn't help screaming: "Let me go! Let me go!"

As soon as Xue Yang finished speaking, he heard a clear and warm voice, like the ding-dong of a clear spring in a mountain stream, and it seemed to come from far away in the sky.

"Lingbao Tianzun, comfort the figure. The soul of the disciple, the five internal organs are mysterious. The green dragon and the white tiger, there are different battles; the red bird and the black martial arts, I am the real guard. Hurry up like a law!"

Hearing that voice in a low voice, the "man" in front of him with all his viscera on the ground swayed, suddenly stiffened, and his figure suddenly became translucent.

In Xue Yang's eyes, Young Master Jiang who suddenly appeared at this moment is no less than a heavenly soldier, a superhero.

Xue Yang shook his wrist vigorously again, and finally broke free from the grip of the ghost.

He rolled and crawled behind Jiang Yiming with his hands in his arms, trembling all over: "Jiang Shao! Jiang Shao! There is really a ghost!"

Jiang Yiming glanced at Xue Yang: "Otherwise what do you think I was doing just now?"

Before Xue Yang could react, he was picked up by Jiang Yiming and slipped behind him.

For the first time, Xue Yang felt that his 1.8-meter stature was so easy to be mentioned.

Jiang Yiming said that it was nothing, Ren Zhongyuan's height of 185cm made him lift it up like a chicken.

In front of the national teacher, height is not a problem, unless you point your nose and say he is a dwarf.

Then you will definitely experience the narrow-minded revenge from the national teacher.

Jiang Yiming stood in front of Xue Yang, the red string tied around his little finger was so loose that it would not fall off.

He bit the pulp of his middle finger, squeezed out a drop of blood, and whispered in his mouth: "The true spirit is looking forward to, Immortals will come to the Xuan Xuan. The ministers will tell you that the journey will reach nine days!"

As soon as his words fell, the blood on the fingertips condensed into a round blood drop, floating slowly from the fingertips.

Jiang Yiming's eyes froze, his fingers exerted force, and the blood beads bounced straight to the ghost.

The "man" got a haircut in the middle of his forehead, and he fell back suddenly, and turned into ashes the moment he landed, without a trace.

Xue Yang opened his mouth wide and looked at the scene in front of him, feeling like he was watching an old Hong Kong film about exorcising demons, probably something like Lin Zhengying - he hadn't actually seen it - it was just that this scene had a huge impact on Xue Yang. The force is too great.

"Are you okay?" Jiang Yiming turned around and asked Xue Yang.

Xue Yang still kept his mouth wide open and didn't come back to his senses. It wasn't until Jiang Yiming impatiently raised one eyebrow and asked again, that he suddenly came back to his senses: "I, I still OK. Where's that thing? It's dead?"

"No, no, it's just temporarily repulsed. Unless I find the key thing why it can stay here." Jiang Yiming said, he looked at Xue Yang, and made sure that the young man in front of him was indeed fine.

Jiang Yiming felt that Xue Yang looked younger than his body, with short curly hair dyed brown and black, a bit like a replica of himself, except that he was a bit taller than himself.

He reminded Jiang Yiming of Yaodi in his previous life, who he failed to save.

So Jiang Yiming appeared "gentle" in a rare way, and he asked, "Didn't I tell you to leave early?"

"Director Xue is still debugging the equipment." Xue Yang pursed his lips. He looked at Jiang Yiming again and opened his mouth. It seemed that there were many curious questions he wanted to ask.

It's just that Jiang Yiming's "notoriety is notorious", everyone in the station said that Young Master Jiang is famous for his sharp tongue, Duan Fei was so angry that his face turned green when he watched his live broadcast, and he knew that this statement was true. Swallowed back the curiosity.

"Tsk." Hearing what Xue Yang said, Jiang Yiming frowned, and asked again, "Where is he now?"

When Jiang Yiming mentioned it, Xue Yang remembered it suddenly, and quickly looked around the dark stage area: "Director Xue? Director Xue? Where are you? We're here to find you!"

Xue Ke at the stage area became excited when he heard the movement, and was just about to answer, but suddenly another excitement came to his mouth.

"Us?" He repeated in a low voice in doubt, besides himself and Xue Yang, who else is there in this building?

Is the person speaking Xue Yang?

Xue Ke was so frightened that she trembled and dared not speak out.

Holding his new, expensive and sophisticated equipment, he fumbled his way through the pitch-black stage area.

There was still a snowflake on the screen of the fixed-focus device in my arms, and the time 23:44 displayed in the upper right corner had not moved since the bulb burst.

With the help of the fluorescent light from the screen, Xue Ke could barely see the path under her feet, stepped over the steps carefully, and moved towards the exit.

But as he walked, Xue Ke felt that this road seemed endless. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and looked up again. half the distance.

He looked back again, half the distance from the big stage.

He seemed to be stuck in the middle, Xue Ke felt guilty and continued to climb up.

"If you stay here, he may be trapped in the ghost wall." Jiang Yiming closed his eyes and calculated in his mind, and then instructed Xue Yang.

Xue Yang was afraid when he heard the words "ghost hit the wall", and nodded quickly: "...Jiang Shao, will you come back later?"

"I will take you out, don't worry." Jiang Yiming softly comforted him, untied the red string on his little finger and threw it to Xue Yang, "Tie it on, there is no need to be afraid."

Xue Yang looked down at the red rope he subconsciously took, grabbed it in his palm and pinched it, and then imitated Jiang Yiming, obediently tied it to his little finger.

Jiang Shao took off the red string from his finger and gave it to him. What does Jiang Shao mean... The red string represents Jiang Shao, and Jiang Shao is by his side?

Xue Yang read a lot of novels and TV series about love brain, suddenly something strange appeared in his mind, and his ears turned red with embarrassment.

"The red rope is meant to ward off evil spirits. You can't take it off no matter what. Do you understand?" Jiang Yiming saw that Xue Yang seemed a little careless and out of order, so he frowned and gave another warning.

Xue Yang: "...Oh."

Xue Yang heard the sound of his love brain breaking into pieces.

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