Leaving from the old village chief's house and returning to the resort, it was already late at night, Ye Shaoyang was physically and mentally exhausted, with injuries still in his body, thinking about talking to that girl tomorrow, thinking about nothing, going to bed and going to sleep quickly. After sleeping until he woke up naturally, Ye Shaoyang got up and felt very comfortable. He picked up his mobile phone and saw that it was past ten o'clock. He quickly got up, washed, dressed, and came to the living room. What Zhou Jingru wanted was a two-bedroom apartment. Luxurious suite with a living room. A beautiful woman in a black suit sat on the coffee table and smiled at him. "Mr. Ye is awake." Ye Shaoyang glanced at her for several times, but she really didn't recognize her. Just as she was about to ask, the beauty introduced herself: "I'm the public relations manager of Greenland Villa. Miss Zhou entrusted me to deliver some clothes to you today. Seeing that you haven't woken up. I'll be right here waiting." As he spoke, he took out a stack of clothes from the sofa and handed it to Ye Shaoyang. "I don't know your exact figure. I bought three different sizes. You can try them on." Ye Shaoyang went back to the room, tried them on, and found a suit that suited his figure. It was casual clothes, and the shirt was also from Adidas. After looking in the mirror for a while, he finally understood what Xiao Ma said about genuine products and counterfeit products. What's the difference? Although they look similar, wearing authentic products...it's really different. After going out to return the remaining two pieces of clothing to the beauty publicist, Ye Shaoyang asked, "Where is Xiaoru?" "In the room. Mr. Ye, let's eat first." The beauty said sweetly, got up and went to the sofa, opened the bag, and took out a lunch box. "Cough cough." Ye Shaoyang coughed twice in embarrassment, walked over to take the lunch box by himself, opened it, and found that it contained steamed buns. The beauty introduced that this is a specialty of a certain snack bar. Ye Shaoyang ate one, and he felt that way, far less delicious than Xie Yuqing's big meat buns. Before finishing eating the buns, Zhou Jingru's door opened, and Zhou Jingru walked out holding a girl's hand. Ye Shaoyang looked at her several times before he recognized that she was the girl he rescued last night. Today, she changed her clothes and almost didn't recognize her. , took a closer look, and sighed in my heart, since I came to Shicheng, I have been really lucky, this is another beauty...
Zhou Jingru pulled the beauty to sit down on the sofa, looked Ye Shaoyang up and down, and said, "Your pants were torn yesterday, so I asked Sister Zhang to buy you a set. Do the clothes still fit?" Ye Shaoyang nodded repeatedly, looked at the girl's face, and the girl was also looking at her. Zhou Jingru said to the beauty publicist: "Sister Zhang, thank you for your hard work, please go back." "Little handsome guy, goodbye." The female publicist waved to Ye Shaoyang and exited the room. Watching the door close, Zhou Jingru grabbed the girl's hand and said to Ye Shaoyang, "Her name is Tan Xiaohui. I told her about your situation. Let her tell you about her situation..." Maybe it's because she just woke up from a long sleep, Tan Xiaohui's expression is still a little dull, but it's much better than when she just rescued her yesterday. He nodded to Ye Shaoyang and said, "My family has been a Miaojiang white wizard for generations, you know the white wizard, right?" Ye Shaoyang nodded. There are black and white wizards in Miaojiang. White wizards are witch doctors who learn witchcraft to cure diseases and save people. Black wizards are Gu masters who have always been known for their mysteries. Dry. Generally speaking, Miaojiang wizards can be regarded as a sect in the magic world, and their spells are self-contained, capable of catching ghosts and subduing demons. "Although I am a witch doctor, I grew up like ordinary people and received the same education. Five years ago, my cousin and I were admitted to Shicheng Medical University, where I studied Chinese medicine. I wanted to learn something from Chinese medicine. , and integrated into Miao medicine. In my junior year, that is, the year before last, my cousin, three classmates and I went to Cuiyun Mountain to play. We passed by the Temple of the Seventh Grandma and visited it out of curiosity. It happened to be raining and it was also dark. So, we had to stay in the temple. Some boys wanted to scare us, they talked about ghost stories, and then some boys said blasphemy to Grandma Seven. At that time, my cousin and I felt that there was a demon in the temple, so we persuaded them not to listen. There was also a boy who drank a few cans of beer, Going crazy, saying that he wants to make Seventh Grandma drink, and pour beer on the statue..." "Idiot, this is it!" Ye Shaoyang couldn't help cursing when he heard this, this is really a typical way to die. Seventh Granny can't go out of the temple, but she can still do it in the temple. She didn't kill people before, just because the villagers believed in him and gave her tributes, including Yingsha, it doesn't mean she dare not kill people, demons are stingy , even if she becomes a fairy, let alone she is not a fairy yet. Tan Xiaohui went on to say: "That night, nothing happened. We spread straw on the ground and fell asleep. In the second half of the day, I was awakened by a strange sound. I opened my eyes, and a scary thing lay on the profane seven Grandma's boy, eating his head..." "Ah!" Zhou Jingru couldn't help but let out a soft cry. Ye Shaoyang thought about the scene, it was indeed a bit scary, and hurriedly asked: "What is that man-eating thing?" "The room is too dark to see clearly, but it is by no means a common animal. It looks a bit like a shrimp, with a tail like a snake. It has more than four legs..." Ye Shaoyang pieced it together in his mind, but he couldn't figure out any animals, so he gave up and nodded to signal her to continue. Qin Xiaohui continued: "I woke up my cousin on the spot and fought with it. My cousin blocked it and asked me to take the students away. As a result, we met a ghost just as we walked out of the temple... Listen to me first, and then explain it in detail." Let me tell you about this ghost. This ghost has a very strong cultivation. I am not an opponent. All my classmates were killed by it, and my cousin was also killed and dragged into the well. I knew it was over at the time, and ran for my life all the way. That ghost kept chasing me and drove me to the top of the mountain on purpose. I didn’t expect that there was a damn tree demon. I didn’t notice it for a while, and I was fascinated. I have wizard blood in my body. suicide. At the last moment, I was bitten by an ice silkworm and woke up. When the tree demon took me into my body, I manipulated the ice silkworm to spin silk and form an ice cocoon to isolate the evil energy so that it could not capture the soul. Inside the ice cocoon It's so cold that it freezes my body so it won't rot. Every day at midnight and three quarters, when yin and yang alternate, the tree demon's demon power is the weakest, and my soul will temporarily awaken. I used a wisp of soul to create an illusion of death, just to attract attention. Those who can see that scene are either ghosts or mages, and maybe they can save me. My experience, that's it. "
Tan Xiaohui spread her hands and looked straight at Ye Shaoyang, wondering if you have anything to say. Ye Shaoyang pondered for a moment, looked her up and down, and asked, "Is your ice silkworm the Extreme North ice silkworm, one of the three major Gu spirits in Miaojiang?" Tan Xiaohui was startled, as if she didn't expect Ye Shaoyang to know such a thing, so she nodded. —— Today's Ghost Festival, this book has been serialized so far, this is the first festival we have spent together (Ghost Festival...——), thank you for being with us all the way. The first season of the side story "Little Horse Meets Ghost" will be aired, and it will be broadcast later. In the future, all major festivals and events will be aired. For semi-independent stories, please provide me with the script. Once accepted, I will send you a signed book. For details, see readership. Dear friends, Happy Ghost Festival. At night, when the ghosts are walking in the night, open this book...