Chapter 1 Ghost Hunting has no future

"It's boring..."

The big black cat, who was sleeping at the foot of the table, raised its head and stared at the owner of the voice. "Meow, meow" shouted twice to express the dissatisfaction that his good dream was disturbed.

This is a small room of less than 40 square meters, but it looks a little empty because there is no decoration. There is a picture of ink cedar hanging on the wall of the door. The painting is self-titled: When the long white cedar is ugly, Xiaochun is the main painting. The whole painting brush and ink is unrestrained and smooth, showing the painter's extraordinary skills.

In addition, the only decoration in the whole room is a table and a chair under the window.

The table is a small square table commonly used by students in schools, paved with elegant cloth curtains embroidered with light chrysanthemum patterns, and placed with ancient pen, ink, paper and inkstones, and also has the mood of a school of literati.

The culprit who disturbed the black cat's dream is a 25 or 26-year-old young man. Although he is not a handsome man, he has beautiful eyebrows and looks polite with glasses. But at this moment, he indecently put his bare feet on the clean and elegant square table, with his back against the back of the chair, pillowed his hands, and looked up at the ceiling. For a long time, he sighed, "It's boring..."

The big black cat should send out, "Meow, meow..."

"It's boring..."

"Meow, meow..."

"No..."

"Bangdang!"

The door suddenly opened violently, and the violent noise scared all the people and cats who were singing and closing their mouths. The young man on the chair and the black cat on the ground jumped up at the same time and got under the table. His movements were clean and neat, which was in line with the old saying that the maiden moved like a rabbit, with the demeanor of a master.

The crisp sound of the small high heel stepping on the ground sounded from the door, and then walked into the house and gradually approached the desk.

The person under the table looked at each other, and they were so nervous that their hearts were pounding.

Sonder, the tablecloth was lifted, and a slender hand reached in and grabbed the young man's ear accurately. "Yong Bowen, get out of here."

"Oh, Sister Xiaoyun, be gentle." Yong Bowen, a young man with glasses, protected his ears and pleaded bitterly, "For the sake of our childhood sweethearts..."

What came in is a woman of the same age as Yong Bowen. She wears plain clothes and light makeup, and the natural beauty of hibiscus comes out of water. It's just that the beautiful apricot kernel eyes are angry at this moment. If the eyes can kill people, it is estimated that the guy in front of her at this moment should have been killed ten thousand times and then smash ten thousand pieces of fry the bones. It's gray.

"Bah, who can't guess with you? I never know what's going on in your mind!" Ai Liyun spit on Yong Bowen, but when she saw his pitiful appearance, her heart softened. She let go of her hand and said angrily, "What do you think this is the first job?"

"It's probably the ninth." Yong Bowen was a little guilty and lowered his head and dared not look into Ai Liyun's eyes.

"You know it!" Ai Liyun was furious and screamed suddenly. The penetrating sharp soprano echoed in the narrow room. She was so scared that the black cat didn't say a word and slipped out with her tail. Yong Bowen felt that his eardrums seemed to be cracked, but he was afraid of irritating her and not covering his ears, so he had to endure.

"The employment situation is not good now, you know, is it easy for me to help you find a job? Well, there is no one that can be done for more than half a month. Ai Liyun grabbed Yong Bowen's collar and said, "You are neither dull nor stupid. You graduated from a famous university and have a double bachelor's degree. If you are willing to work hard, which company will rush to ask you..."

Speaking of this, she glanced at the neat table, and her anger surged up. She shook off Yong Bowen, flew up, and kicked the table upside down. The four treasures of the study on the table were thrown away for a long time.

"Don't..." Yong Bowen screamed, but his action was unambiguous. He rushed to the flying table, grabbed the table with one hand, held the table, jumped vertically, and put the pen, ink, paper and inkstones in the air back on the table one by one, and then gently put it on the ground. Then he said in shock, "Sister Xiaoyun, this Some things are passed down from our ancestors.

"I knew it was passed down from your generation to smash it!" As Ellie said, she went to grab the table.

Yong Bowen quickly grabbed the table, dodged, and begged, "Sister Xiaoyun, calm down. That job is really not suitable for me.

"What kind of work do you think is suitable to do besides that ghost painting thing?" The more Ellie Yun said, the more angry she became.

Yong Bowen said righteously, "What is a ghost charm? That's an authentic Taoist rune. As the 236th generation of the descendant of the Tianshi North School, it is my duty to subdue ghosts and eliminate evil spirits. How can I waste time because of those small profits?

Ailiyun sneered and said, "What a small profit? Can you survive by drinking the northwest wind? Well, don't borrow money from me or go to my house to eat in the future. Just be your fairy.

Hearing this, Yong Bowen immediately breathed, "Sister Xiaoyun, you are not so ruthless, are you?"

"Do you think I'm kidding?" Ai Liyun said with a straight face, "You can't always rely on me. I'm going to marry..."

"What? Are you going to get married? When Yong Bowen heard this, he was shocked. His figure stagnated and he was caught right at the moment.

It turned out that when the two were talking, their movements never stopped. Ai Liyun couldn't catch Yong Bowen, but Yong Bowen couldn't get rid of Ai Liyun. The two dodged in this narrow cabin and chased. The speed was getting faster and faster, but they spoke without any pause, showing the master demeanor. If the expert who knows the goods can see it, he can't help but applaud. Unfortunately, this rare master's trick, the audience only has a black cat who dares not come in at the door.

Yong Bowen was caught by Ai Liyun but ignored it. She just asked repeatedly, "Sister Xiaoyun, are you going to get married? Why don't I know? When did it happen? Why don't you tell me? Could it be..."

Ai Liyun gently let go of Yong Bowen and said with no expression on her face, "A man should get married, and a woman should get married. I'm 26 years old this year. Even if I get married, it's not surprising. If you can fight for it and make some careers, my parents... Alas, Xiaowen, when will you make people worry-free?

Yong Bowen said angrily, "What's wrong with me now? I know that Uncle Ai doesn't like me and thinks that our family is a magic stick who doesn't do their jobs! But as long as there is someone in the world, there will be ghosts, and the Taoism must not be lost that day..."

"Have you ever seen a ghost? Have your father and grandfather ever seen a ghost? Ai Liyun suddenly interrupted him.

Yong Bowen was stunned for a moment and shook his head and said, "No, but..."

"Isn't it okay if you haven't seen it?" Ai Liyun shook her head and said, "Even if you have learned the ability to catch ghosts, but you can't see ghosts. What's the difference between this ability and dragon-killing?"

"But there are still ghosts in this world!" Yong Bowen said firmly, "As long as I have patience, confidence and determination, I will definitely catch ghosts!"

Ai Liyun was so angry that she couldn't laugh or cry, but she also knew that he had been instilled in this idea since he was a child. It can't be turned around in a few words, so she had to change her method. "Well, even if you want to catch ghosts, then you can't do a part-time job without meeting ghosts and ghost hunting without any business... gap?"

"This..." Yong Bowen hesitated to look at Ai Liyun and suddenly asked, "Sister Xiaoyun, are you really going to get married? Why didn't I hear any news?"

"Who are you? Why should I inform you in advance when I get married? Ailiyun said lightly, "Don't worry, I won't forget to treat you to a wedding when the wedding is held. However, I suspect that you have money to seal the red envelope. I have to say this in the front. This money can't be borrowed from me anymore..."

"But, we..." Yong Bowen was so anxious that he blushed and scratched his cheeks, but he couldn't say a word.

Seeing that Yong Bowen was in such a hurry, Ai Liyun's angry face for a long time finally showed a shallow smile. The two have been playing with each other since they were young, and they know each other very well. As soon as they saw her smile a little, Yongbo was immediately relieved, "Are you kidding? I'm scared to death..."

"Who's kidding you!" Ai Liyun frowned and said, "My parents have officially given me a formal disc and asked me to find a marriage partner quickly!" They both know about us. Originally, my parents liked you very much, but you are like this, how can you let them agree? My father has already said that unless you can find a serious job, otherwise... Humph, Aunt Wang from the street took the initiative to come to my house two days ago and said that she had a nephew who had just returned from studying abroad in Europe and wanted to introduce it to me.

"Those turtles are all playing with foreign girls. How many good people are there?" Yong Bowen muttered in a low voice, and then he felt that the matter was serious. After thinking about it for a moment, he resolutely looked up and said with a fearless spirit, "Well, for you, I'm going to find a part-time job this afternoon..."

"That's good." Ai Liyun's goal was achieved, and she was proud. She couldn't help smiling sweetly and stretched out her hand to pinch Yong Bowen's cheek according to her old habit.

"I'm sorry, excuse me..." A voice suddenly sounded at the door, but it stopped suddenly.

The two subconsciously turned their heads and saw an old man standing at the door with a stunned face, staring at them.

At this time, the situation in the room is like this: the lonely man and the widow live in the same room. The man's clothes are untidy, with bare feet, holding a table in his hand, and a resolute look on his face; the woman's smile is like a flower, squinting at the other, and at the same time, she stretched out a hand to touch the man's red cheek.

The sadness of the world appeared clearly on the old man's face.

Ai Liyun blushed and quickly withdrew her hand. At the same time, she said with a guilty heart, "Look at the dust on your face." This was for the sudden intruder, but the other party obviously did not understand this. He still stared at them and continued to maintain a sad expression.

Although Yong Bowen was also embarrassed, as a man at this time, he had to stand up and break the deadlock. He had to cough and asked, "Sir, what can I do for you?" After saying that, I felt a little inappropriate and quickly put down the table in my hand.

The old man came to his senses and said with an apologetic smile, "May I ask how to get to Master Liu's feng shui studio?"

It should be noted that this is a comprehensive office building with a height of 22 floors. There are hundreds of large and small companies and studios. Except for a few large companies on the top floor that cover the whole floor, the other floors are all separated into dozens of small rooms ranging from more than 40 square meters to about 100 square meters. The corridor is vertical and horizontal. It is like a maze. Unless it is a person who works here and is very familiar with the environment, it is difficult for outsiders not to get lost in this place.

Yong Bowen, the smallest room in the whole building, is located in the most remote corner on the 11th floor. Usually, in addition to frequent visits by flies and mosquitoes, the most visitors are the lost people who go the wrong way. Of course, the only advantage of the poor location is that the rent is cheap, only more than 100 yuan a month. There is another important reason why it is so cheap that this room was smashed to death by a worker during construction. After the decoration of the building, it was said that there were ghosts here, and night security guards vowed to have seen ghosts and heard ghosts cry, so in addition to Yong Bowen's heart. I hope that no one else will rent this room except the guy who can hit the ghost. But to the disappointment of Yong Bowen, who picked a big bargain, he had rented it here for more than a month, but he didn't even see a ghost hair.

Another thing to note is that the two-year-long rent of this room is also paid by Ellie Yun, so when she was bargaining, she braked the price fiercely and only paid 1,000 yuan from 150 yuan per month to two years.

"Oh, you go straight along this corridor. At the end, turn left and go forward. At the fourth corner, you can see the signboard of Master Liu's Fengshui Studio." Over the past month, Yong Bowen has been very familiar with the business of guiding the way. Basically, he remembers the location of each household on the whole floor clearly.

Yong Bowen has another feature on this floor. It is nicknamed the semi-immortal nest. More than 99% of them are studios run by the god stick goddesses who measure words, name names, tell fortunes, and watch feng shui. On the contrary, they are half a colleague of Yong Xiwen, the heavenly master. However, the same business has to be prosperous and bad when it opens. Black households like Yong Bowen, who have no brand or even an industrial and commercial license, have no business. The feng shui studio opened by Master Liu, which the old man inquired about, is the most prosperous business on the whole floor. The customers are all over the dignitaries and rich stars. Is the feng shui he measured? No one knows, but there is no doubt that his charge is the highest.

"Thank you." The old man nodded and thanked him, turned around and left.

Only then did Ai Liyun breathe a sigh of relief and turned around and stared at Yong Bowen angrily, "It's all your fault..."

But Yong Bowen ignored her and rushed to the door and looked out.

Ai Liyun felt strange and looked at it, but there was no one in the whole corridor except for the old man who walked slowly to the end. She asked in a low voice for a moment, "Xiaowen, what are you looking at?"

Yong Bowen turned his head and looked at Ai Liyun, with a strange face. Excited, nervous and excited emotions were mixed together, and there were even tears in his eyes.

"What's wrong with Xiaowen? Don't scare me." Ai Liyun was shocked by his expression and grabbed him nervously and said, "Xiaowen, are you all right?"

"I'm fine." Yong Bowen raised his sleeves and wiped the excited tears from the corners of his eyes, and said solemnly, "Sister Xiaoyun, I finally saw a ghost!"

When Ailiyun heard this, she couldn't help but change her face.

She grabbed Yong Bowen's collar so suddenly, pulled him in front of her that his two noses were about to reach the other, and then said viciously, "Yong Bowen, hello, you, do you think I really can't get married and no one wants it?"

Most of the time, women's anger makes men unable to touch their minds, and Yong Bowen is no exception. Seeing that Ai Liyun was so angry, she really didn't understand where she had made a mistake. She quickly threw the thing that she had just seen the ghost behind her head and smiled and said, "Sister Xiaoyun, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with me?"

Ai Liyun gritted her teeth and stared at the unmotivated magic stick in front of her, "Why is it so coincidental? I just agreed to look for a job before I met a ghost. When you turn around, you told me that you saw a ghost? You are kidding me, aren't you? Do women really have big breasts and brainless?"

Yong Bowen suddenly realized and quickly defended, "Sister Xiaoyun, how dare I? I really saw a ghost." Although he knew that it was not the right time, when he said this, he couldn't help looking down, secretly glanced at the towering ** close to his chest, and secretly guessed whether the other party's chest was 34D.

"Where is the ghost?" Ai Liyun didn't notice that the other party was still so lustful at this time. She just pointed to the old man who was about to reach the end of the corridor and whispered angrily, "Is he a ghost?"

"He is not a ghost." Yong Bowen explained with tears and laughter, "But he has a ghost on him!"

"Where is it? Why can't I see it?" Ai Liyun was furious, "Isn't it to simit me with this kind of thing that no one can see?" Isn't that ghost afraid of the sun? Aren't you afraid of losing your soul?"

Yong Bowen was sweated profusely by Ai Liyun. Suddenly, he moved his heart and quickly interrupted Ai Liyun, "Sister Xiaoyun, do you have a makeup mirror on your body?"

Ai Liyun was slightly stunned. Seeing that he said solemnly, she had to temporarily put away the anger of the thunder. She nodded and asked, "Yes, what are you doing?"

"It's rare for you to see the hell." Yong Bowen smiled mysteriously and stretched out his hand, "Give me the mirror."

Ai Liyun stared at the other party suspiciously, but her hand had taken out the makeup mirror and handed it over according to the old habit of responding to her request.

Yong Bowen took the small mirror, tilted his head and thought about it, then strode back to the table, took out the old old book with yellow hair and black corners from the desk, and quickly searched it. After turning to a page, he picked up the brush, took out the adjusted cinnabar from the table, and drew it on the mirror according to the book.

He wrote quickly. In a moment, he had drawn a spell on the small mirror, and then put down the red pen, patted the table, and the small mirror soared into the air. When the mirror reached the top of his head and then rolled down, he quickly pinched the King Kong finger, raised his middle finger against the back of the falling small mirror, turned the mirror full of ghost charms up, and shouted, "Dud!"

With the drink, the bright red charm on the small mirror slowly disappeared, as if it had penetrated into the mirror.

This hand is indeed beautiful, but Aili Yun has played since she was a child. She has seen more magical tricks than this. I don't know how much he has played, but she doesn't care about it.

When all the charms on the mirror disappeared, Yong Bowen sighed softly. He took the mirror, pulled up Ai Liyun and ran to the door. He looked out. Seeing that the old man was about to turn a few steps away, he quickly looked at the old man and whispered, "Look in the mirror!"

Ellie Yun looked in the mirror suspiciously and was so shocked that she couldn't speak.

The old man in the mirror has reached the end and is slowly turning. The image in the mirror is very small, but it is still clear. There is nothing strange about the old man himself, but there is a dark thing on his back!

The head is big, the body is thin, and the feet are small, and the head is hairless, just like a bare-bodied deformed dwarf freak. This thing is lying on the old man's back, with his arms tightly around his neck, his legs around his waist, and his head is attached to the side of the old man's face in a very intimate state. From time to time, the blood-red tongue in contrast to the dark body spit out and licks the tip of the old man's nose.

Ai Liyun rubbed her eyes and looked forward. She saw that there was nothing on the old man's back, and there was no ugly monster at all. In the mirror, she happened to see the monster turn his head and look at them and grinned at them.

Aili Yun couldn't help but feel cold, and her face turned pale.

How's it going? Did you see it?" Yong Bowen smiled proudly and turned the mirror upside down.

"See, see..." Ellie Yun answered a few times carelessly, and suddenly came to her senses and twisted Yong Bowen's ear. "Look at you big-headed ghost, I didn't see anything!"

Yong Bowen was stunned, blushed and said boldly, "It's impossible. You saw it clearly, otherwise why are you afraid?"

"What's so scary about me?" Ai Liyun said firmly, "What if you see it? I've seen a lot of your illusion tricks. Don't try to lie to me. I'll go to find a job this afternoon. If you haven't had a formal job in a week, just wait to receive my wedding wedding post!"

"Xiao Yun!" Yong Bowen suddenly opened the other party's hand holding his ear, straightened up and said in a deep voice, "Did you see it?"

Because Ai Liyun is more than Yong Bowen for half a month, Yong Bowen usually calls her "Sister Xiaoyun", but if he omits the word "sister", it often means that he is angry. Although it's okay for Ai Liyun to bully him when he is free, but if he is really angry, it will be Ai Liyun who is afraid.

"Look... I saw it." Ai Liyun had to reluctantly admit it, but she felt that it was really faceless to be scared by the other party. She retorted, "So what? Anyway, you have to find a job..."

"I will look for a job. In my heart, you are the first, and the ghost is the second!" Yong Bowen said with a serious look, "But since I bumped into this matter, I can't ignore it. Do you know what the ghost is doing?

Although the ranking was not suppressed by the ghost, it was still awkward to hear that he and the ghost were in line. However, when she saw that her boyfriend valued her so much, Ai Liyun's heart was still sweet. What's more, he had officially said that he would look for a job, so he immediately put down his temper and asked, "What's the ghost doing?"

"Aren't you wondering why ghosts come in broad daylight without being afraid of the sun?" Yong Bowen's face became extremely bad, "That's because it resists the damage of the sun through people's yang!" Do you see that it is always sticking out its tongue? It is not licking people, but absorbing yang qi from people's mouth and nose. The reason why its hands tightly hold people's necks is not afraid of falling, but to force yang qi through this method. According to its sucking method, the old gentleman will definitely die of a violent illness in less than half a month!"

Ailiyun was creepy when she heard it, "How can this kind of thing lie on people?"

"Ghosts don't harm people for no reason..." Yong Bowen meditated for a moment, "But anyway, we can't let it harm people like this. Let's take it first."

Ally Yun said, "So what are you going to do? Go straight to the old gentleman and say, 'Sir, you have a ghost on your back. Can I take it down for you?' It's strange that people don't treat you as a magic stick."

"Of course, you have to pay attention to strategy!" Yong Bowen smiled confidently and said, "Don't worry about me. Well, I'll bring the old gentleman back. Please help me prepare a slightly larger mirror, at least half a person high, and hang it on the wall that can be reflected on the table.

Ai Liyun said without hesitation, "It's easy. There is one side at the entrance of Xiao Wang's company on the twelfth floor. I'll borrow it for you first, but it will take some time."

"It will take at least half an hour for Master Liu to finish reading it for him. It's too late." Yong Bowen said, "Go quickly."

Aili Yun answered and turned around and ran out of the room.

After watching Ai Liyun leave, Yong Bowen turned around and returned to the table. He took out a large handful of yellow paper charms, copper coins and a gossip bronze mirror from the table and put them in his pocket. Then he put on his shoes. Then he walked out of the room and followed the direction of the old man.