At first, I looked in amazement, how Zhao Yuyang was suddenly like this, and then I saw that it was Bo cumin, a wide leather coat, a pair of jeans, a hat, a pink towel around him, and a pair of big sunglasses.

"Brother Qingyuan, I'm here to play with you."

As soon as I came in, Bo Cumin floated over, and I snorted, and Bo Cumin pulled me with a smile on his mouth, as if he was going to say something to me, and I said oh and followed him.

"Let's go, Brother Qingyuan and I, talk about something." Zhu Zigui was still taking care of the flowers between Yin and Qiu, and then he floated over with a bucket.

Looking at Bo Cumin's mysterious look, I asked.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Hey, it's not a big deal, that, Qingyuan, can you do me a favor?"

"Say it."

Bo Cumin looked left and right, with a vicious look, looking behind me, I turned my head and found that many ghosts in the yard had leaned over, looking leisurely, in fact, they wanted to eavesdrop.

"Qingyuan, what's fun, wow, take me." Red smiled and floated over, grabbing my arm.

"Let's go, Qingyuan, go out and say, you guys, don't come with me."

In the end, the ghosts in the yard also helplessly watched me and Bo Cumin walk out, as soon as I went out, Bo Cumin consciously sat on the Mercedes-Benz, I drove to a lively street market, found a tea shop, sat down, and asked for a pot of tea.

Bo Cumin held the cup in both hands, and looked like he was twisting and pinching, and I looked at him in surprise.

"You are talking, grass, what is the matter, say."

"That, Qingyuan, can you please go and help me save someone?"

I took a sip of tea, almost didn't squirt out, I blinked, looked at Bo cumin, he is a ghost after all, how can it be my turn to save him, under his hands, the number of green ghosts is not less than that of the red-haired one, just pull out one, they are much more powerful than me.

"It's inconvenient for me, Qingyuan, you can help."

I nodded, and Cumin spoke.

"Alas, Miss Jingle, she is missing, last night, in the recording site of the show, she was missing, she should have been caught by a ghost, but she is still alive, can you help me save her."

I chuckled in my heart, isn't Jingle the actress with a bad personality last time on the plane.

"Oh, Miss Jingle, although her temper and personality are not good, but at least I am her number one fan, Qingyuan, you can help me."

"I'm not going, the people from the ghost burial team are all on the scene, so it shouldn't be much of a problem."

Bo cumin's face sank suddenly, for Jingle, in my heart, I always felt unhappy, on the surface it looked small and lovely, sweet and cute, gentle and approachable, but in private, it was a very annoying person.

"No, Qingyuan, among those people, although Huang Jun is okay, they don't seem to be very willing to help, they look like they are watching a show, they should want to teach the production team of this show a lesson, I heard that the people in the ghost burial team hate Miss Jingle very much, so, that."

"Then you go and ask them, I have a lot of things to do now, and I can't be busy."

"No, Qingyuan, I'm a ghost venerable anyway, how can I beg for someone in a low voice."

I laughed and looked at Bo Cumin with a tangled look.

"You still know that you are a ghost venerable, alas, then your subordinates, find a random ......"

"Oh, Qingyuan, my subordinates know about chasing stars, except for my niece, no one else knows, you also know, I want to save face, right?"

"Then I'm human, too." I said this deliberately, Bo Cumin glanced at me resentfully, and then said coldly.

"Qingyuan, I still have a way to treat your cousin."

"What did you say?" I stood up excitedly.

Then I sighed and nodded.

"Okay, I see, I'll go over now, okay?"

Bo Cumin looked triumphant, and then I stood abruptly, turned my head, and asked.

"Why don't you go by yourself?"

"How embarrassing, and I'm a ghost, it won't be good if I hurt Miss Jingle, please, Qingyuan, I'll give you a sigh."

Late-night supernatural program recording team, this time the place I went to was a place called Dry Tree Pond, just in a mountain on the side of Beixin Village, before I heard about it, this program production team was all a little trouble, although they invited Mao Wang to Maoshan Taoist, but I heard that Mao Wang never went to this show again and left.

And then the production team, invited a lot of them, all of them are masters who only have a little skin, or even liars, and with the skyrocketing ratings, and all kinds of stars participated, but because many times, they were all gimmicks, even if there were real ghosts, they were just very weak.

Wave after wave of voices, this program group finally adopted the method of voting to record the program, and then Withered Tree Lake became the destination of this program group and the next program.

Listening to what Bo Cumin said, Jingle suddenly disappeared last night, and when the show was recorded, many people were inexplicable, but the people who went to the ghost burial team were very clear.

"You were there last night?" I asked, but Cumin shook his head.

"I heard the news today, so I just passed."

I sighed, thinking about it, Bo Cumin is a ghost venerable, I'm afraid it's like the red-haired people, as long as they go to the place and release the ghost network, they will probably know what happened.

Dry Shutan heard that the villagers of Beixin Village were reluctant to approach, it is said that it is very evil, and in broad daylight, you can see ghosts.

At about 2 o'clock in the afternoon, my car slowly drove into Beixin Village, a lot of newly built houses, the streets are paved with bluestone slabs, white walls, every house is a tiled house, some walls, there are painting workers, are painting, looking antique and antique in a small village.

At the entrance of the village, there were a lot of cars parked, I saw it, it was the car of the person from the program production team, and I saw a familiar figure, rock singer Gu Dong.

I stopped the car, there were very few people here, and there were a few police cars parked, and a propeller whistled over my head, and I looked up, and it was a helicopter with rescue written on it, and it flew towards the mountain in front of me, opposite the village.

As soon as I got out of the car, Gu Dong recognized me, hurriedly ran over, and stretched out a hand.

"Thank you, Zhang Qingyuan."

I smiled and shook hands with him, a little excited in my heart, recently, I sometimes, I still listen to his songs, although he is not as popular as he was back then, but the recent few new songs, the response is very enthusiastic.

"Last night, I saw that Jingle's little girl was missing in the dry tree pool, in the dead bushes inside."

I sighed and asked, the police had come over and intervened in the investigation, but they were turned away by some special police, I said to Gu Dong, it was the ghost burial team, it was my friend, and it was specialized in dealing with this kind of thing.

The people in the production team were all whispering and talking about last night, everyone said that they saw a ghost or something, and they looked panicked, and some people said that Jingle might be dead.

The more I listened, the more angry I became, and then I entered the village and saw a lot of policemen coming out, as if they were going to go home.

"Oh, Mr. Policeman, you can't go, I don't know what kind of special police officer the 4 people in it are, or what, they are unreliable, we are Lele, but ......"

Those policemen just kept saying that this matter was not in their hands, and they couldn't control it, so they climbed into the police car one after another, and then I saw Huang Jun, Mao Xiaoyu, Fang Datong, and Ouyang Wei with a disgruntled face.

I hurriedly ran over, Gu Dong followed, but Bo Cumin disappeared.

"What's this called, my mother is very hot, no matter what, I'm going back." Ouyang Wei said hatefully, and as soon as she saw me, she rushed towards me.

"Zhang Qingyuan, where did you hide Ruoxi, I haven't seen her for a long time, say."

I smiled and nodded.

"Where can I hide her?" Then I pulled Ouyang Wei over and told her a little that Lan Ruoxi had already gone to his mother's place, and she might not be able to contact her for the time being, and I also gave Ouyang Wei the address, and she was excited and planned to leave.

"Hey, Xiaowei, you can give me a good job too."

Mao Xiaoyu came over unconvinced.

"Work a fart, that arrogant woman, died, she deserved it, I don't care, I'm going back, you three look at it, Zhang Qingyuan, work hard for me."

I sighed, and then Ouyang Wei looked at the Mercedes-Benz that stopped at the entrance of the village and stretched out her hand.

"I'm going to find Ruoxi, bring the key."

I sighed, didn't think about it, and gave the key to Ouyang Wei, and she ran away as soon as she slipped away.

"Why is Ouyang Wei here? What about Yu Mingxuan? ”

"Alas, that kid, when he comes back from the ghost world, he will become a waste of firewood, and he won't go to work, he stays in the dormitory all day, and he doesn't know what to do, we have persuaded him several times, and he won't come to play mahjong with us."

Fang Datong said, I smiled, but think about it, Yu Mingxuan, since he met the ghost named Su Yuan, he has changed a little, the previous optimism and cheerfulness is gone, and the whole person is gloomy.

"I said you, why don't you save that Jingle?" I asked.

"Hey, Qingyuan, don't mention it, we have persuaded it not once or twice before, and we sprayed it, look at it, Xiaowei is so hot, if we hadn't pulled her, she would have done it a long time ago."

Thinking about it, Jingle has such a bad character, relying on himself to be a big star, but I thought about it and asked.

"She's still alive, isn't she?"

"It should be no problem, I tried to conjure spirits, her soul is still sound, it should be that ghost, I haven't done it for the time being, but Qingyuan you, what are you doing here, such a trivial matter, there is Brother Jun."

I smiled and sighed.

"Let's go, let's go and have a look."