So we took the album to the living room and put it on the tea table. Three and a half people sat in front of the tea table and began to look carefully from the first page of the album.

At first, this album was quite normal. It was nothing more than some beautiful photos taken by Cui Chunna when she was traveling. But when she looked at them, the background of the photos became the abandoned factory.

"This girl!" Qi Ziyi pointed to the girl in a picture, "isn't this the girl who talked to Miller this afternoon?"

"Tan Xiaomin!" I grabbed the album and looked at the photos carefully. That's right! This is Tan Xiaomin, not a girl who looks like her.

"But Tan Xiaomin is not dead! It's not skinned. " Zuo Xintong asked suspiciously. Then he took the photo album from my hand and looked at it carefully. He reached out and pulled out the photo from inside. Looking back at the back of the photo, he saw a few words written on it: Thank you for meeting you this day.

"Are they partners?" After reading those words, I looked up to see Zuo Xintong again.

Zuo Xintong thought about it and shook his head, "how can this kind of thing be known to the second person. The risk is very big, Cui Chunna even if no longer long brain, there will be worries. And you see, Cui Chunna is afraid to show up now, but Tan Xiaomin shows up every day. "

"What's more, Zhang Rui and Wang Huan have a" she "in their mouths. They both need to collect Yin Qi, resentment and soul for that person. From this point of view, the person behind Zhang Rui and Wang Huan should be the same person, so similarly, the person behind Cui Chunna should be the same person. There is an inevitable connection behind all these things. They are pushed by the same hands. " Said, Qi Ziyi took the photo to have a look, pointed to the above Tan Xiaomin, said: "you see, in this photo, the girl is sunny and healthy, with a bright smile, and has no evil spirit, that is to say, at this time, she has not been eroded by anger, just a girl of ordinary human beings."

"So... Cui Chunna let Tan Xiaomin go?" I don't understand.

"Maybe it's because she doesn't look good, so I don't use her face." Qi Ziyi thought about it, and only this explanation is more reasonable.

"Ha ha. I thought you, the Yin Yang master, had the ability to blow such a big cow. I didn't expect that it was just that. "

Suddenly a banter came from behind us. Listening to the familiar voice, I suddenly turned my head and saw Wen chuyang half lying on the sofa like an old man, dragging his head with one hand, leaning towards us, with a folding fan in the other hand, fanning himself for a while.

"Wen chuyang, you are out." I subconsciously looked at the sky outside, and sure enough, the sun went down in the west, and it was time for him to be free again.

"Yes, madam, do you want to be my husband?" Wen chuyang then sat up, stretched out his slender arm and hugged me as if there were no one else. He exaggerated and fanned me in front of his nose with one hand. "Lady, I told you, stay away from that man. You smell his stinky smell. How bad it is."

"..." after listening to him, I had a cramp in the corner of my mouth and thought it was you who smelled so bad! You thousand year old devil!

And Qi Ziyi listened to Wen chuyang's words, subconsciously bowed his head and smelled himself, for fear that there was really a smell of sweat mud, which would affect his image in front of Zuo Xintong.

However, he soon realized that he had been fooled by Wen chuyang, so the unwilling young Yin Yang master stood up, pointed at Wen chuyang with his hand and declared war on the thousand year old ghost.

"Old devil! The world is not a place where you can wander freely! You'd better go where you should go, or I won't be impolite! " Qi Ziyi said while taking out a stack of yellow amulets from his pocket, and some instruments to catch demons and ghosts.

Looking at Qi Ziyi's serious appearance, I don't mean to blow his self-esteem. If his little gadget can subdue Wen chuyang, it's estimated that he can't wander in the world for thousands of years.

"Lady, please play with Zuo Xintong. My husband is going to play with the little brother. " Wen chuyang smiles at me and pats my head with his hand. He looks very spoiled.

"Don't hurt people if you have a sense of propriety." I'm a little worried, thinking that even if the two goods are two more, they may still be my future boss. I can't break my future financial path here.

"Don't worry. I just want him to recognize the truth, so that he won't always jump up and down in front of me like a monkey and get bored with it. " Wen chuyang smiles and goes to meet Qi Ziyi. He reaches out his hand and takes those Huang Fu in his hand to have a look. He shakes his head as he looks. "Is this what you drew? It's so ugly! "

Sometimes I really think Wen chuyang's mouth is cheap, but with his handsome and evil face, why do I think it's so cute!

It's over. I can't help it!

In order to be clean, Zuo Xintong asked them to go to the open balcony to have a fight, so Wen chuyang and Qi Ziyi went there to release their passion.

To be honest, I really want to watch the war! This is a rare scene of a thousand year old ghost fighting against Yin Yang master! But the elder Miss Zuo Xintong insisted that I should not go, saying that she wanted me to be a famous detective at once, so as to analyze the current situation for her, and how to find Cui Chunna and her father.

I just thought, this young lady really has no eyesight, didn't you see the two beautiful men I rushed out with all my heart? How can I have time to analyze the situation now.

Just when I was struggling, Wen chuyang came to me with a bad look, "lady, I'm back."

In contrast to Wen chuyang's expression, Qi Ziyi's face smelled like eating excrement. He took a head and walked in dejectedly.

I looked at them in a daze: "you two don't compete?"

"It's over!" Wen chuyang leaned on me and rubbed hard. "I haven't been so active for a long time. This little brother is not bad."

However, Qi Ziyi doesn't think this sentence is praising him. He stares at Wen chuyang angrily, "old devil, I don't believe I won't obey you in the future!"

"Don't be so angry when I'm young. I just want to collect all the chips to retrieve my memory, and I won't harm people everywhere. Why are you so nervous?" While talking, Wen chuyang rubbed against me like a large canine.

"No nonsense! Promise me the amulet, when to draw it. " Zuo Xintong has now turned a blind eye to some kind of intimacy between us. In her words, it is very beneficial to our physical and mental health to see how much anger we get and how much dry mouth we talk about, and to shield bad information with visible vision.

"Draw now." Wen chuyang looks indifferent. He smiles at Qi Ziyi and hooks his fingers. "Please lend me your yellow paper."

Qi Ziyi is also a professional. He has a complete range of tools, so he uses all kinds of pen and paper. Wen chuyang picked up his pen and drew on the paper, but it immediately attracted the attention of the three of us.

Wen chuyang's brushwork is very smooth. Although he seems to have inadvertently made a few strokes, each stroke is very good. Not only that, his runes are like a painting. It doesn't look terrible, but there is a kind of aesthetic feeling in it.

No wonder he didn't look up to Qi Ziyi's paintings. Even master chiwu disdained them.

"How powerful!"

This heartfelt exclamation came from Qi Ziyi. His eyes lit up when he looked at the Fu. "Even my master can't draw such a Fu! Moreover, I've only heard of this ancient talisman, but I haven't seen it. It's said that it has long been lost. "

"What's so surprising about that? After all, I was born more than 1000 years earlier than you. Naturally, I have more knowledge than you." Wen chuyang said carelessly, accepted the last stroke, and then said to Zuo Xintong, "take it, the ghosts can't get close to you."

"And what kind of one?" Zuo Xintong carefully put the amulet into the brocade bag and asked casually.

"Like me, it doesn't work." Wen chuyang said, then looked back at me and asked me for credit and said, "lady, you're a good husband!"

"Great, great." I perfunctory he said a sentence, turn to think about it, asked: "Wen chuyang, you say, that behind the ghost, will be the ancient ban, there are charms, you say he is not as powerful as you?"

"Who knows that." Wen chuyang thought for a moment, "the words of strength are not accurate. We have to fight to know. But in terms of age, I think it should be about the same as me. "

"So it's a thousand year old ghost behind this?" Zuo Xintong said, and glanced at the photo album, did not expect that she actually encountered this kind of trouble.

"It's still some time before we set out. Let's have a sleep and keep our spirits up." Zuo Xintong got up from the floor, looked at her watch, and said, "we start at eleven in the evening."

A few hours before departure, I still live in the guest room of the last time. Wen chuyang climbed to the bed one step ahead of me, lay on his side, supported his head with one hand, reached out and patted the position in front of him, and said with a smile: "lady, come quickly."

Although I understand that Wen chuyang's feelings for me are not pure love and love, but in his concept of Yin Qin, we are husband and wife, so close. But I still can't help blushing and heartbeating, and I can't help some small fantasy, thinking that if one day we really fall in love, what kind of unforeseen ending will it be!

"What do you think, lady?" Wen chuyang picked my eyebrows and asked with an ambiguous smile: "I'm afraid I'll eat you?"

I rolled my eyes at him, but I still couldn't resist the sleepiness and lay beside him. Wen chuyang seemed to see that I was tired and didn't say anything any more. Instead, he stretched out his arm to encircle me in his arms. At the beginning, I was reluctant, but he didn't let go.

"It's always cooler to hold me on such a hot day." Wen chuyang looked down at me with a smile. His gentle eyes could drown a cow.

I immediately shut up and shut my eyes, not to see him, and kept my present posture in his arms. I actually felt that his arms were really comfortable.

Oh, my God! I'm enjoying a ghost hug! My moral integrity! where!