After wearing the book, I relied on yin and yang feng shui to bend the king of hell [Entertainment C

The meeting ended earlier than expected, He Yu moved his neck twice and came out of the meeting room, and entered the office by memory.

There are a lot of documents piled up inside, but most of them have electronic versions, which is what he said "can be processed on the mobile phone".But judging by the number of desks that filled the entire desk, he probably felt restless.

He listened carefully to each of the content of the meeting, and he could understand half of the memories he had acquired by relying on it. He occasionally answered a few words, and he looked like a good boss.

He also generally understands what this meeting is mainly for - "for the low-end market".

Most of the time, you will see a large advertisement in a few days.

He Yu sighed, briefly read the document, squeezed the space between his brows to stay awake, and prepared to leave just like that.After all, when Yuanshen was in this company, he couldn't find anyone every now and then, but his business ability was still strong.

After taking a taxi back home, Yan Zen sent a message.

Yan Zen: Are you free?

He Yu: Alright, where can we meet?

Yan Zen: I'm waiting downstairs.

He Yu: "..."

He picked up a stack of unwritten yellow talismans he bought online and stuffed them into the small brown bag he was carrying. He took his mobile phone and quickly went downstairs to open the door and leave. He didn't forget to say hello to Guigui before closing the door completely. .

Yan Zen leaned on the railing, saw him coming out, smiled and waved, looking a little lazy, with her two breasts folded.

He was wearing a very ordinary white T-shirt with a black casual jacket outside.This attire made his skin even paler, not to mention it was still at night.

He Yu was too lazy to change clothes, still dressed in black: "Where are you going?"

He looked up, and the two looked at each other.

The reason for going out together this time couldn't be simpler. They both wanted to find out about each other to see if there was a need to be vigilant.

"One..." Yan Zen rubbed her chin, "Haunted house."

He Yu nodded, looked around and saw no means of transportation: "How to get there?"

Yan Zen frowned and smiled, and waved his sleeves in front of He Yu, and the scenery around him changed in an instant: "Go this way."

He Yu: "..." He should have thought of it a long time ago, this operation is also included in the original text.

"Is this the haunted house you mentioned?" He said, took out his mobile phone, opened the compass inside, and groped to the outside of the house.

Looking up at the sky, he paid attention to the compass in his hand again: "The house is overcast, there are few people around, and it is a haunted house..."

In the middle of speaking, he looked back and saw a hanged ghost appeared in the window on the second floor of the haunted house. He had a hideous face, a long tongue sticking out, long hair was very messy, and the rope that fell around his neck was turned around. Looking at He Yu.

He Yu was concentrating on staring at the ghost expressionlessly, and he was about to wave friendlyly in the next second. Yan Zen stepped forward and patted him on the shoulder:

"Plus your physique is extremely attractive to ghosts."

He Yu hummed, thought for a moment, and looked at Yan Zen: "Aren't ghosts afraid of you?"

"Scared, it turns out that your attractiveness has made ghosts no longer afraid of me." Yan Zhen hugged his shoulders, and the hanged ghost kept staring at He Yu.

He didn't know when he had changed his clothes. It looked like ancient clothes. He was dressed in black with golden dragon and python decorations on it.

"Your clothes?" He Yu blinked his glasses twice.

"Work clothes." Yan Zen walked back to the haunted house, ready to go upstairs to see if the ghost was threatening, "lightweight version."

He Yu: "..." Really particular.

He followed behind upstairs.

This is a haunted house, but it can be regarded as a modern product in terms of age, and the appearance of the small villa is even comparable to that of He Yu's family.

On the second floor, I found the room where I saw the ghost before. The ghost was still there. Looking carefully, its limbs were a little blue, its tongue stretched out very long, and it made a hoarse voice from its throat, as if calling for He Yu.

He Yu was a little confused. Ever since he saw the ghost in his house, he was not afraid of anything, so he waved: "Hello?"

Yan Zen looked at him speechlessly: "Hanging the ghost, the resentment is very heavy, but it can't hurt anyone, the main purpose of today..."

Before he finished speaking, He Yu stared at him again without saying a word.

"Can you raise it?" He Yu asked.

Yan Zen: "..."

"No, the resentment is too heavy and it will hurt the body."

He Yu looked depressed, and moved closer to touch the ghost. The ghost shook his body twice to cater to him.

Yan Zen covered her face and didn't look. She glanced outside the room. After a while, He Yu had already got the ghost off the rope.

Yan Zen: "...???"

"What are you doing?" He was full of bewilderment. He originally wanted to be handsome as the king of Hades, but he didn't expect the other party's movements to become more and more blurred.

"It feels uncomfortable for her to be hanging." He Yu tucked the hanged ghost's hair hanging from his eyes behind his ears, "This girl is pretty." He looked at Yan Zen and pointed.

Yan Zen completely gave up resistance.The kid can play whenever he wants.

After a few minutes, He Yu seemed to have finally finished chatting. He ran out of the room and walked up to Yan Zeng, pointing at the hanged ghost: "Can you get over it?"

"Actually speaking," Yan Zen was leaning against the wall, but when she heard the question, she straightened up, "Yes."

He originally wanted to say a lot of words to persuade people not to do this. The danger of something like Chaos, which has existed for an unknown number of years, is too high, let alone a hanged ghost, who suddenly lost his mind and was instigated to commit suicide. up.

But he couldn't help it, he couldn't imagine how indifferent he would get when he said that.

Before He Yu could start to practice supernatural powers, Yan Zen saw him suddenly fall to the ground, and let out a scream.

Yan Zen frowned, and became vigilant in an instant. She stretched out her right arm to protect He Yu behind her, and some black and red lights flickered in her hand.The ghost saw it, and showed some signs of not daring to move.

He Yu froze for a few seconds, then patted him on the shoulder: "It's nothing, don't scare him, it's finally coaxed."

Yan Zen: "..." I wondered if it would be so difficult to pretend to be a jerk.

"Just now...it seems like something got into my head," He Yu slowly stood still, and patted the ashes on his body. Suddenly, the room was filled with smoke. He coughed twice, pushed Yan Zen away and walked In front of the female ghost, "Is it your memory?"

He closed his eyes, and a person's life appeared in his mind. A girl from a big family met a poor boy. Later, the poor boy became rich by relying on her. In a blink of an eye, he left her and left. Ended life here.

Especially bloody.

He Yu repeated it briefly, but every word he said was like a treasure.He respects the lives of others.

"Throughout the ages, why are there so many people who are trapped by love?" Yan Zhen sighed, as the King of Hades, he has seen too many such things, and even Meng Po next door is a living example.

"A scumbag," He Yu shook his head, "Let's go, let's go look elsewhere."

Yan Zen raised her eyebrows and followed: "Not overdoing it?"

"Extraordinary attention is paid to everything, but obsession. Let's find a way to bring this scumbag here first." He Yu didn't look back, wanting to see what else is interesting in this haunted house.

He likes this kind of ghostly and magical things, how fun, all unknown creatures.Telling people's fortunes is to make a living. After all, he was too poor in his previous life, and he couldn't even pay the rent of the house with his salary just after graduation. However, the fortune-telling skills came out of primary school, and they are absolutely professional.

Yan Zen looked at him, and felt more and more that this king of Hades had no sense of existence.

The two ran to the third floor.

In fact, the first floor is more like an attic. Compared with the first two floors, the height here can only barely accommodate two people, and Yan Zen's head will reach the ceiling at any time.

The movement of the two of them had been as quiet as possible, but a large cloud of dust was still raised.

After walking a few steps forward, I smelled the Yin Qi in front of me.

"What?" He Yu became nervous in advance. Unlike the cute and cute ghosts, the thing in front should be a genuine evil spirit.

"This is what I want to show you," Yan Zen pushed He Yu, and the two walked a few steps forward, knowing that the black smoke gradually became visible to the naked eye, "A real ghost."

After finishing speaking, he coughed and added: "It's more fierce than yours."

He Yu looked forward, the thing barely looked like a human being, with silver-white hair floating in the air, and the skin on his face seemed to be torn off piece by piece, dripping with blood, with a somewhat cracked effect.

It opened its bloody mouth wide, the mouth was black, and the smell of blood was strong, it didn't close it for a long time, making a roar-like sound.

He Yu saw a wooden umbrella bucket next to it, and stuffed it into the ghost's mouth.

"The smell is too strong, let's block each other and calm down."

Yan Zen: "..." How could this be done by humans?

So, the ghost looked at He Yu, He Yu looked at the ghost, Yan Zen looked at the ghost and then at He Yu.

Three faces are stunned.

He Yu saw that the ghost was almost normal, and took out the umbrella bucket, which was dripping with an unknown liquid, which seemed to be bright red.

So he continued to look at Yan Zen: "Can you raise it?"

Yan Zen originally thought that this time he could always play a cool role, so how could such a big ghost be so scary, he would never get close again, but in the end...

"are you human?"

"I am." He Yu replied very sincerely.

Yan Zen had nothing to say at all, all the mana was accumulated in her fingertips, and there was no time to use it.

"This man was a murderer in his lifetime, and he committed suicide for some unknown reason. After his death, he had too much resentment. He lived in this house, let alone hundreds of years. The female ghost you saw hanged herself might be influenced by it. .”

He Yu nodded: "So you are persuading me not to raise it."

He stared at the ghost who was obviously confused by the umbrella barrel, and gradually showed some regretful expressions on his face.

"What are you going to do to it?" He took out the yellow talisman in his bag, ready to cooperate with Yan Zen's move.

"Throw it to hell," Yan Zen stepped forward. When you have to work hard, you can't neglect it. This kind of harm to the world must be disposed of, the sooner the better, "You don't need to intervene, I will do it myself Just fine."

Finally able to play handsome!

He Yu stepped aside when he heard the words, since he had nothing to do anyway, he bit his finger and planned to draw two talismans for fun.

Yan Zen stood face to face with Li Gui, black and red smoke gradually rose from his hands, gathered into a ball, and threw it at Li Gui.

With a roar, Li Gui stretched out his black pointed nails and rushed at Yan Zen, looking really enraged.

In the dark night, in the attic with no lights turned on, a black and red streak turned into a sharp blade. The person who manipulated it had a strong murderous intent in his eyes, and even infected the surrounding atmosphere.

Movies don't dare to do that.

Li Gui fell to the ground, as if he had been severely injured, knowing that his life was not long, he squeezed out two words: "Downstairs...down..."

Yan Zen didn't understand, and planned to strike again to destroy this thing.

However, He Yu, who was behind him, reacted first, and was afraid that Yan Zen would make up the knife, so he stood up quickly, and pasted a hand-drawn talisman on Yan Zen's forehead, and walked forward:

"I will take good care of that little girl, don't worry." Another spell was pasted on Li Gui's forehead, and the golden light flashed by. like brilliance.

The ghost's eyebrows stretched, turning into a wisp of gray smoke.

He Yu looked at the scene in front of him: "Where will it go?"

"Hell, take what it deserves."

Yan Zen sighed at first that the pretense failed again, but then she felt more and more wrong.

Wait...why can't you move?

He originally thought that he was just immobilized by the beautiful scenery just now, but in fact it was He Yu's talisman that made him physically immobile.

He Yu was still a little dazed, turned around and took off the talisman, and Yan Zen could move.

Yan Zen: "???"

He Yu folded up the talisman and put it away: "I'm sorry, I was afraid you would be impulsive, so I thought about posting the talisman I drew at random, but I didn't expect it to be really useful."

Yan Zen: "..." I started to get scared.