The entertainment industry is also haunted today

The paparazzi squatting a little farther away was smoking a cigarette boredly. When they saw this scene, their shoulders shook and the cigarette fell on their lap.

He didn't have time to pat off the soot, and excitedly patted his companion on the shoulder, "Quick! Capture!"

The companions were also very excited. When they saw Xue Ji getting out of the car, the camera was already on. They thought about various possibilities along the way, such as whether the two people had a bad relationship in private as the outside world said, and they were ready to come out to fight. one.

Unexpectedly, after the two got out of the car, they kissed together without saying a word. The late-night date suddenly turned into a late-night tryst, and the protagonist was still the same-sex fresh meat with their careers in full swing.

Late night rendezvous, same sex, little fresh meat.Any combination of any two of these words can make a big deal.

The paparazzi's heart was full of excitement, but the hand that pressed the shutter was steady.

This is big news, this material will definitely fetch a good price if sold.

Neither of them knew that they had been secretly photographed. Tang Xu knocked his head when Xue Ji stuffed him back into the car. He covered the back of his head and caught a glimpse of the outside scene through Xue Ji. Only then did he realize that he was taken to the cemetery by Xue Ji coming.

It was just after twelve o'clock, and the ghosts outside looked like they had just woken up, wandering around.

Arms and legs are missing everywhere, and what's more, only half of the head is left. It seems that there was a rather tragic accident during his lifetime.

Tang Xu trembled all over, regardless of whether he would hit his head again, he kept trying to shrink into the car.

It took only a moment for the two of them to kiss. Counting Tang Xu's kitten-like licks back and forth, the actual kiss would never last longer than three seconds.

Xue Ji barely recovered from the three-second shock, seeing Tang Xu hiding in the car, his first reaction was that Tang Xu, a drunk, finally knew he was afraid.

Just as he was about to take the opportunity to slap him with some awesome words, he opened his mouth and saw that Tang Xu was already hugging the back of the chair with both hands, shaking like a sieve.

"...You are less courageous than sesame seeds."

Xue Ji stretched out his hand and patted Tang Xu's shoulder. Tang Xu turned his back to him, intending not to look back, but kept pointing at Xue Ji's back with trembling fingers.

Xue Ji glanced back subconsciously. With just this glance, the number of ghosts that appeared in his field of vision was definitely more than what he had seen since he was a child.

The appearance of these ghosts was quite horrible, and they seemed to have noticed the two "uninvited guests" and began to gradually surround their car.

A ghost with only one leg jumped up and down next to Xue Ji, and kept saying, "Where's my leg? Hey, have you seen my leg?"

With a pale face, the ghost jumped back and forth beside Xue Ji with the remaining leg, and then stared at Xue Ji's car with a pair of ghost eyes.

"Okay bro, it turned out that you stole my leg," he stretched out his hand towards Xue Ji, his angry grimace became even more creepy, "give me back my leg!"

Xue Ji was so frightened that his footsteps were unsteady and he fell two steps back, when he heard Tang Xu let go of his voice in the car and scolded: "Xue Ji, your mother...you came to the cemetery to spend the night? Are you stupid! Chop you up!"

With a livid face, Xue Ji got into the car and closed the door as fast as he could in his life, shutting the one-legged ghost out of the car, and then stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the cemetery.

The next two paparazzi who had just photographed their "kissing" moment were caught off guard, and could only watch Xue Ji and his car drive away without even having time to start the car to chase after them.

The paparazzi behind asked with a confused face: "Brother Yang, they left in such a hurry, did they notice us?"

The man named Brother Yang pressed the steering wheel with his hands, and thought for a while, "No hurry, I'll take a look at the camera."

It was dark just now, and the camera didn't have time to switch to the night scene mode, so the photos are a bit blurry, but I can process them with a computer when I go back, and the effect should be pretty good.

At least the names of the two protagonists can be recognized at a glance.

……

On New Year's Eve, everyone went to have a reunion dinner, and there was no one on the road.

There are a few ghosts, scattered and wandering aimlessly in the street.

Xue Ji drove the car to 180 miles, lowered the windows, and let the evening wind blow his red and yellow hair into a chicken coop.

...The main reason is that he still has lingering fears about what he saw just now, and he doesn't have the energy to take care of his hairstyle for a while, and just wants to calm down.

He didn't calm down after the evening wind was blowing, but Tang Xu in the passenger seat was woken up.

The man had been sound asleep since leaving the cemetery, Xue Ji resisted the urge to throw him out of the car and continued driving.

"The ghost is gone." Tang Xu got up with messy hair, blinked his eyes, and the first sentence was such a soft one.

... It looks like the wine is not sober yet.

"Don't say a few words," Xue Ji's face softened a little, ready to settle accounts with others, "You just...fuck!"

When he turned his head, he saw a baby lying on Tang Xu's shoulder, with a bluish-gray skin and a pair of empty eyes, staring at him so that people's backs felt chills.

Probably just climbed into the car at the cemetery.

Xue Ji pulled over, forced himself to calm down, and stretched out his hand to the baby on Tang Xu's shoulder.

His plan was to throw the ghost baby on Tang Xu's shoulder, but before he touched the ghost baby, Tang Xu turned his body away and avoided his hand.

Xue Ji grabbed his arm and reasoned with the drunk: "Don't move..."

Tang Xu curled up on the seat, stretched out his hands to protect the baby ghost on his shoulders, and shouted at Xue Ji: "Go away! This is my son!"

Xue Ji laughed angrily at him, "Your son? Are you stupid to drink champagne? Give it to me!"

Tang Xu was very stubborn, and he and Xue Ji went back and forth in the car, but refused to hand over the kid on his shoulder. Xue Ji threatened him angrily: "If you don't give it to me, I will throw you down!"

Obviously, this threat was ineffective against Tang Xu. After 10 minutes, the car continued to start, and the destination was Tang Xu's home.

They tossed back and forth on the road, and finally drove to Tang Xu's house at nearly one o'clock in the morning.

Tang Xu lives in a single-family villa that he bought. The house is big and the location is relatively remote, but it is very quiet.

Mingxing had long been waiting at the gate of the villa, and when he received someone, he still wondered why these two people arrived only now.

"He was drunk and refused to leave on the road." Xue Ji lied casually without blushing, without mentioning the fact that he took him to the cemetery and the two of them were scared to death together.

After all, it was such a stupid thing to do.

As if in response to him, Tang Xu leaned on Ming Xing's back, muttering: "A lot of ghosts...here and there are everywhere...I don't want to go to the cemetery!"

This sentence is quite coincidental, it made Ming Xing and Xue Ji feel guilty at the same time, Ming Xing thanked Xue Ji again: "Brother Step, it's really troublesome for you so late, why don't you come in and have a cup of tea..."

"No," Xue Jisu looked at the kid on Tang Xu's shoulder with a straight face, "it's really troublesome...he should practice his drinking capacity, because he's easily impulsive when he's drunk."

"Okay, step-brother, go slowly." It was Ming Xing's wish that Xue Ji, the fierce god, not stay. He was afraid that Xue Jiwan's brother Xu would say something "hell" again if Xue Jiwan took a step.

What he didn't know was that his elder brother Xu had already said everything, and had a kiss with his step-brother in front of the grave.

To be honest, he still doesn't know what Xue Jijia does.

He accompanied his boss to attend the event tonight, the founder of the event was the head of the Xue family.

Mingxing didn't see the Patriarch himself, so he didn't think about Xue Jishang, but before he came to pick up Tang Xu, he happened to hear people discussing about the Xue family.

Regarding the grandson of the head of the Xue family, the Xue family has a great career, the older generation started from scratch, and they know some mysterious skills. The Xue family is called "ghost hunters" in the circle.

Not only that, but there are their shadows in business and politics. In Bo'an City, they definitely belong to the family that stamps their feet and everyone trembles three times.

However, the little grandson of the Xue family does not engage in business or politics, nor does he want to get in touch with the Xue family's old profession - catching ghosts.

I heard that the little grandson of the Xue family is very talented in catching ghosts, and he was favored by the head of the family when he was young, but when this little grandson grows up, he refuses to be a ghost catching master no matter what.

The Patriarch of the Xue family was so angry that he didn't look good at the family activities at the end of each year.

Ming Xing doesn't know if there is any relationship between the Xue family and Xue Ji, the ghost hunters here. His eldest brother is a side branch of the Xue family, and the relationship is actually far away.

How did Xue Ji fall asleep in fear the night before, and how he was awakened by a phone call from the bed the next morning.

"Hello." Xue Ji held the phone with a very aggressive tone.

Last night, he ran into ghosts all the way home, and when he got home, he found a ghost standing at the door of his house.

After tossing and tossing until midnight, those ghosts disappeared from his vision, and Xue Ji fell asleep without saying a word.

"What are you playing with Tang Xu?"

Xue Ji moved the receiver away from his ear, and asked, "What is it?"

The voice of Zhang Zijun was on the other end of the phone. He seemed to have taken a few deep breaths and tried to slow down his speaking speed, but it was not difficult to hear his anxious tone, "You two are together? Last night you went out and were photographed... ...did you know that intimate photos were taken?"

"My young master, can you let me know before you do something next time?" Zhang Zijun stared at the photos on the tablet and the hot search names with the word "explosive", "I was caught off guard by your actions."

This time it was Zhang Zijun who misunderstood Xue Ji. If he hadn't vaguely mentioned that he and Tang Xu had been photographed together, he would have no idea that someone secretly photographed them yesterday.

Xue Ji turned over on the bed, grabbed his hair, and said in a casual tone, "Oh...the kissing photo?"

Zhang Zijun was dumbfounded by his attitude, "You know? Are you serious?"

"What's the matter?" Xue Ji's mind cleared up a lot at this moment, "It was all an accident."

Zhang Zijun said meaningfully, "Is it an accident that you two ran to the cemetery?"

"..." Xue Ji rolled his eyes, he had already regretted taking Tang Xu to the cemetery impulsively, and now he could only answer without changing his face: "Accident."