Chapter 25: Ghost reporter

At the first sight of Ye Shaoyang, the pony was deeper in indulging in this time. It was difficult to recruit souls by ordinary means. Immediately, he broke the and ordered a drop of blood in the middle of others. Then he took a shot on the left and right shoulders to help him ignite the sky lantern. Read the soul-stricken curse, highlight the middle finger, and force a button on his dantian.
The pony suddenly opened his eyes and grabbed Ye Shaoyang’s hand and shouted:
The little leaves help!

"Don't shout, you are already awake."
The pony looked around, took a sigh of relief, wiped a sweat, and muttered: "Scared me, almost fell off the cliff."
Ye Shaoyang looked back at the painting on the wall, and it has been restored to its original state. The broken cliffs and the lonely pavilion are very artistic.
After the pony slowed down, he talked about his dream experience. It was similar to the last time. I didn’t know how to appear on the mountain. This time, without Ye Shaoyang’s reminder, he didn’t know that he was in a dream, and he climbed to the top of the mountain. Going into the kiosk, the breeze and the hustle and bustle, the clouds are floating, I felt pretty good. Suddenly, the ground tilted toward the cliff.
"Although I am in a dream, the instinct of escape is still there, but the pavilion around the pavilion seems to be sealed by the air wall. I can't run out, and then the top of the mountain collapses. Fortunately, you wake me up at a crucial moment! Da En does not say thank you. In the next life, you will become a beautiful woman and let me wait."
Ye Shaoyang gave him a squint. "You are enough. Just came back from the ghost door and went back, and I was joking."
The little pony smiled. "If you are there, I am afraid of anything. Anyway, you will save me."
Ye Shaoyang is very sad in his heart. What is the first friend he made after he went down the mountain?
Through their narratives, Lao Guo also heard a little bit of eyebrows and frowned. "Little brother, this is very troublesome."
Ye Shaoyang nodded. "It is very troublesome. This guy can bring people's souls into the painting. It can also change the scene in the painting. It is used to kill people. It means that the cultivation is not shallow. The most important thing is that when the little horse entered the dream, I was there, I didn’t realize it at all... This guy is really not a ghost."
I moved my eyes to the pony's face and said, "The first time can be an accident. Now the same thing happens again. People must come to you. You remember carefully, what unusual things have been done recently, huh?

Pony frowns and thinks, said: "Peeping a girl's dormitory with a telescope, isn't it an unusual thing?"
"What do you really give me a serious point, people are not afraid of me now, as long as you sleep, people can always ask for your life, if you are not afraid of death, I certainly do not care about you."
When the pony heard this, she panicked. After thinking for a long time, she looked up and said: "I really haven’t done anything, maybe... I have done something, but I can’t remember, you give me some tips.

Ye Shaoyang turned his eyes and said, "If I know the reason, I still ask you a ghost?" But when you think about it, many people get rid of ghosts and are unintentional or accidental. If there is no hint, it is really difficult to find a clue.
After thinking about it, Ye Shaoyang turned and asked Lao Guo: "Is there a ghost in Shicheng?"
"Of course, you have to ask, I will find you a reliable one."
I bought a single, and the three went back to Ye Shaoyang’s room. The little pony in the elevator asked:
What is a ghost?

"The local government arranges ghosts in the world, wanders in a certain area, and is responsible for attracting new souls. Because of staying in one place for a long time, I know a lot about local spiritual information. Just like human entertainment reporters, our magic circles They call them ghosts."
The pony wiped the sweat. "It turned out to be a ghost reporter, scaring me. I thought you were looking for a female ghost to do the service..."
Ye Shaoyang squats on his ass.
Back to the room, Ye Shaoyang cleaned up the things on the bedside table, took the gossip mirror from the backpack, placed it on it, wrote three vertical lines on the mirror with the cinnabar, and lit two yellow candles, placed on both sides of the bronze mirror. Take out a blank paper, let Lao Guo write the name of the ghost with the cinnabar, burn it on the candle, all the smoke is poured into the bronze mirror, a black figure appears from the mirror, it is actually a Middle-aged man in suit and attire!
"It’s so fashionable to wear." Ye Shaoyang secretly swears.
"Ghosts must also keep up with the times." Ghost smiled and looked at Ye Shaoyang up and down. "New Master, which one?"
Lao Guo came up and said respectfully: "This is my younger brother, the inner disciple of Maoshan, the Tianshi tablet, just coming down the mountain, looking for Mr. Zhang, you ask something."
Mr. Zhang made a surprised look and arched the archer: "So young, it is the Tianshi tablet, disrespectful and disrespectful. You are younger than you were when the wind went down the mountain."
"Do you know my master?"
Mr. Zhang took a small copy from his pocket and flipped it to a certain page. He said: "On the second day of October 1996, he asked me to inquire about the whereabouts of a green-haired zombie in Nancheng and owed me twenty incense candles. I have never given it to me. If you see him, remember to remind him to pay the bill."
Ye Shaoyang smiled. "I will finish the matter and pay it together."
Mr. Zhang smiled and said: "One yard is one yard, this is the rule, but you are his younger brother, help him pay the bill, I can accept. What do you want to ask?"
Ye Shaoyang organized a language and said: "There is a guy, I don't know what it is, I suspect it is an evil spirit, I can bring people's soul into the painting, and change the scene in the painting to destroy the soul. May I ask Mr. Zhang, Do you know the way this guy is coming?"
Mr. Zhang took out an abacus from behind and slammed it and raised his head. He said: "Thirty incense sticks, fifteen knives."
"Good to say." Ye Shaoyang made a snap, and he was in a good mood. He was originally holding a try-and-see attitude. He did not expect this ghost to really know.
Mr. Zhang smiled with satisfaction and said: "This is an evil spirit. I don't know the birthday, I don't know the origin. The purpose of coming to Shicheng... I don't know."
Ye Shaoyang almost vomited blood. "What is this, what about cheating money?"
Mr. Zhang is not angry. He smiled and said: "I was a ghost of Tongzhi for three years. At that time, it was already in Shicheng. I have always been alone, not coming to me for reporting, and not dealing with any ghosts. Who? Knowing how long it has been shaped, it has never been harmful, and I can't take it."
Ye Shaoyang frowned. "Is it harmless?"
"No harm, your brother-in-law has dealt with it in the past, and has not destroyed it. The only thing I can tell you is that it is a painting person."
"People in the picture..." Ye Shaoyang is stunned. No wonder it can be shuttled into each painting. It turned out to be a natural attribute. The person in the painting is psychic. This kind of thing has always been a lot. Because of certain opportunities, or when the high person dials, the person on the painting gradually becomes psychic and can walk out of the picture. For example, Yan Ruyu in Liaozhai is the person in the painting.
The people in the painting are essentially evil spirits, but there is no grievance. Generally, they are rarely provoked. The purpose of their existence is to cultivate and fight toward the fairy. Therefore, Ye Shaoyang is very confused, an evil spirit that never hurts people. Why did he harass the pony twice and almost kill him? Or... its goal is to be yourself?
Ye Shaoyang indulged for a moment and asked: "How can I find it?"
Mr. Zhang said: "It has a Dongfu Mountain in Donghua Mountain, but never goes back. As far as I know, it wanders every day and sees which paintings are good and goes in for a while."
Ye Shaoyang is speechless, and this evil spirit has lived more handsomely than his own master.
"There is another clue that is offered to you free of charge. Three years ago, it was very close to a female student in the university town. Later, the female student died. It has also disappeared for a long time and has only recently appeared."
Ye Shaoyang, "University City? Which university?"

Shicheng University of Technology.

The pony stunned and said: "The girl who died, is it called Chen Lin?"
Mr. Zhang slammed the abacus: "This is an irrelevant issue. I want to know, plus ten more papers."
Ye Shaoyang smiled bitterly. "No problem."
Mr. Zhang is satisfied with a smile: "It is called Chen Lin."
The pony slowly opened his mouth, reached into his pocket, took out the wallet, took out a photo, and confronted Ye Shaoyang, muttering: "It is her..."