studio.

Bei Fan was holding a kettle and watering the plants in the studio. Next to him, Yi Guan was chatting with him with a cup of coffee. When Ji Lang turned in from the gate of the park, they could see it from a distance through the glass window.

"Hey, Bei Fan, that seems to be the boss." Yi Guan pointed out the window.

Bei Fan raised his head and glanced, and said in a bad mood: "It's just a weekend, and I don't even know the boss."

"No, you see if the boss is a little different today." Yi Guandao.

"Why don't you just change your clothes." Bei Fan stood up and couldn't help commenting, "You were also told that the boss shouldn't change his clothes. It feels like the whole person is at least five years younger and looks like a college student. The whole temperament has changed."

The location of the studio is in the southwest corner of the park. Outside is a landscape park arranged in the park. Because of the careful **** of the gardener, the vegetation inside is lush and full of flowers throughout the season. The sun is fine today, Ji Lang is walking slowly, wearing a beige casual sweater on the upper body, matching light-colored jeans on the lower body, and a pair of white sneakers on his feet. There are no extra videos on the whole body, and he walks clean and refreshing. , Like a teenager in a comic.

"Yes, it's temperament." Analysys finally caught the point, patted his thigh and said, "The boss is not scary."

"Huh? Huh!" Bei Fan finally reflected, his eyes widened, "Really, why isn't the boss scary anymore?"

"What are you two shouting?" Shan Junyi on the side heard it, and walked over with a cup of coffee, then followed the eyes of the two of them and looked out the window, followed by a squeaky voice, "Is that the boss?!"

Is this young man who walks lightly, the vicious and cold-blooded boss of his family?

By this time Ji Lang had already walked to the entrance of the studio, he pushed the door in, his eyes swept, and saw the dumbfounded trio standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, frowning slightly: "Where is Dong Yongyuan?"

With this frown, the familiar aura returned again, and the three of them felt the familiar gloomy aura, and their hearts were inexplicably relieved.

"Tongzi has already come, so he should go to the toilet." Bei Fan explained.

At this time, Dong Yongyuan's voice also came from the direction of the toilet. He seemed to be arguing with someone, his voice was loud.

"What's wrong with my task? Why can't I accept the task? I am also a member of the association. I have the right to accept the task on the association's website. Why can't you accept it if you can pick me up? Why can't I complete it? If you didn’t do the task, how did you know that I could not complete it. I told you Xu Wei, I took this task, and you just waited for a face."

Dong Yongyuan seemed to be so angry that he pressed the phone severely, and when he looked up, he closed his eyes with four pairs of staring eyes.

"Old... Boss, early." Dong Yongyuan was a little frustrated when he saw Ji Lang.

"This is for you." Ji Lang didn't talk nonsense, and took out a slapped doll from his pocket.

Wu Miaomiao had already sent a WeChat account to Dong Yongyuan to explain the situation. Dong Yongyuan naturally knew who was in the puppet, so he took a few steps and took the puppet over: "Thank you, boss."

"I told you the rest of the matter?" Ji Lang asked.

"Say, say, I'll buy a ticket to Rongcheng in a while." Dong Yongyuan said hurriedly.

"Well, remember to write a fake note." After speaking, Ji Lang left and went to the second floor.

Also... have to write a fake note?

"Are you going to take time off to Rongcheng?"

"The boss asked you to go?"

"Why the boss gave you another dream doll."

As soon as Ji Lang left, the studio trio approached and asked curiously.

"This is not a good dream doll, don't touch it randomly." Dong Yongyuan knocked out Bei Fan's paw, which was filled with an old ghost of hundreds of years. He stretched out his paw and touched it, trying to die.

"Isn't it a dream doll, could it..." As Yi Guan, who has had the experience of raising a ghost doll, stared at the puppet doll for a while and asked, "Whose spirit is there again, the lady boss?"

The ghost boy, who had been pretending to be a puppet, was worried about the presence of mortals around him. Hearing this, his body immediately turned around.

"I'll go!" The three of them backed away in shock.

"You guys, typical Ye Gong is like a dragon." Dong Yongyuan has been annoying the three colleagues in the studio recently. He asked him about the metaphysical world when he had nothing to do, and he was both excited and curious. Yes, I saw a real ghost now, and everyone turned pale again.

Gui Gongzi ignored the three of them, but stood on Dong Yongyuan's slap and asked, "When will we leave?"

"I bought a ticket at 11:30, and I will leave after I clean it up." Dong Yongyuan booked the ticket online as soon as he received the news, "By the way, do I need to bring anything?"

"No, at that time, pick a brick on the ground and just slap it dizzy." Gui Gongzi said.

"So easy?" Dong Yongyuan questioned.

"If you are fighting, you are definitely not his opponent, but his sacrifice requires a lot of spiritual power, so he won't have the strength to deal with you at that time. And the blood sacrifice needs to be bleeding. If you can't even beat an ordinary person who has lost too much blood, You can consider bringing another helper." Gui Gongzi sneered vaguely.

"Then I can rest assured." Dong Yongyuan breathed a sigh of relief immediately, not feeling that he was being mocked by the ghost at all.

"..." The ghost boy was speechless.

"You wait for me here for a while, I still have some things to deal with, we will leave in 20 minutes." With that, Dong Yongyuan put the ghost son on the coffee table in the reading area, and then went back to his desk to deal with it. Go to work.

Oh, I have to write a fake note.

The ghost son was not in a hurry, although he felt that Diao Yongnian was cultivating his bones, but the entire ritual process took a whole day, and they only needed to arrive at night. It is best to wait for Diao Yongnian to put most of his blood, and when the sacrifice is halfway, it is best to go in. So instead of urging to spend the year, he opened a book on the coffee table and read it slowly.

Since he got the body of this puppet, the thing he has done most in the villa in the past two days is reading. He turned over two pages and found that it seemed to be a crime novel. Just as he became interested, three shadows suddenly fell on the pages of the book.

Gui Gongzi raised his head and looked over.

"Well, hello, my name is Bei Fan."

"My name is Yiguan."

"Single Junyi."

The three young men stared at him with curiosity and excitement on their faces. The ghost boy knew what was going on at a glance, thinking that he would be with the wizard and Ji Lang for ten years in the future, and the relationship with these three young people can be regarded as colleagues, and it is necessary to contact and connect. So there was a smile and a salute to everyone: "Hello everyone, I'm in Xia Yuanbai."

"You... are you dead?" Yi Guan asked excitedly.

"Dead." Gui Gongzi replied, resisting the urge to roll his eyes.

"How long has it been dead?" Bei Fan asked.

"It's been more than seven hundred years." Gui Gongzi said.

"More than seven hundred years, that would be the late Southern Song Dynasty or the early Yuan Dynasty." Shan Junyi wrote a novel about the Southern Song Dynasty, so he has some impression of the time.

"Yuan Dynasty." Gui Gongzi said.

"You've been dead for so long, why did you die? Why didn't you go to reincarnation for so long?" Bei Fan said with gossip.

"What are you asking!" Yi Guan poked Bei Fan heavily, and it was rude to ask how people died.

"Hug... sorry, I was a little excited when I saw a ghost for the first time." Bei Fan apologized immediately.

"It's okay. Ghosts like me are really uncommon." Gui Gongzi was not angry, but in order not to continue the topic of why he died, he set his eyes on Yi Guan and asked, "Your name is Yi Guan?"

"Yes." Yi points to the head.

"We have communicated before." Gui Gongzi said.

"We have had communication? When?" Yi Guan was taken aback.

"Not long ago, did you find a hexagram for a hexagram?" Gui Gongzi said.

"Yes, there is such a thing."

"I am a ghost." Gui Gongzi said.

"You are a ghost!" The three gasped.

"It's me, my divination, can you still calculate it?" Gui Gongzi asked.

"Accurate, very accurate, because of your hexagram, my sister successfully found a doctor and cured my dad's disease." Yi Guan's eyes changed as he watched Gui Gongzi instantly, with gratitude in his eyes, "It turns out that you are the ghost hexagram. , You are my benefactor, no, you are my benefactor, thank you."

Speaking of Yi Guan bowed to the ghost son.

"You don't have to be polite, you spend the money, I do the fortune, we don't owe each other." The reason why he counted that one that day was because he knew it would bring him a turn for the better.

"That's what I said, but I only gave 10,000 yuan. Compared with what you returned to us, it is too little and too little. Moreover, I am giving renminbi, and you can't spend it in this case." Yi Guandao.

"That's true." The ten thousand yuan is cheap, but he probably won't have the chance to spend it.

"Do you have any other needs? Just mention it. If you can't meet them, I will definitely meet them." Analysys really wants to repay the ghost son because of his father's health, especially for the wealthy class like the Chen family. That's something you can't get for much money.

If this situation is always rejected, it will not be good. The ghost boy indulged for a moment, decided to make a small request, and expose the matter: "If I have any needs, you should help me find out. A body."

"Huh?!" As soon as he said this, the three gasped again.

"Then...then what?" Yi Guan bit his scalp, "Ghost, it's illegal to buy and sell corpses."

The ghost boy was taken aback for a moment, and then he burst into laughter: "Where did you think of it, the body I mean is the body I am now."

Everyone suddenly started to laugh, embarrassed.

"It turned out to be this body, I thought..." Yiguan said embarrassedly, "This is easy to handle, then do you have any specific requirements for your body?"

"If you ask." Gui Gongzi raised his five fingers that were glued together and said, "The more sophisticated the better, it is better to prevent the human body from comparing it. Although my body can move now, But there are no fingers, and it is not very convenient in many cases."

"Isn't this just a manual, wait for me." After speaking, Bei Fanhu turned around, ran back to the office, and then came over with a box in a moment.

"What's this?" Yi Guan asked curiously.

"This is the courier I just received this morning. It hasn't been opened yet. I bought it with huge sums of money."

"Going to do it?" Shan Junyi vaguely remembered that Bei Fan mentioned something when he was about to get off work yesterday.

"Yes." Bei Fan kept holding his hands, and quickly opened the express box, revealing a black gift box inside. When the gift box was opened again, a delicate doll inside was exposed.

The doll was dressed in a very strange white dress, with a tall black hat, long purple hair under the hat, smiling lips, and unusually handsome.

"It's so beautiful." Both Yiguan and Shan Junyi couldn't help but admire.

"Of course, I spent a lot of money to find someone to customize this. To tell you the truth, it cost me one month's salary. My hand is different from the ordinary ones on the market. It is modeled on real people and has joints everywhere in the body. Can move. And this clothes, this fan, silk." Bei Fan said proudly.

The ghost boy, who has not had any expressions, his eyes brightened when he heard the joints of his body move.