Sir, your ghost is gone [Entertainment]

Chapter 11

Gu Weisheng never thought that Xu Qingshan would be such a handsome guy when he was young. He glanced at the young version of Xu Qingshan who was confused and dressed in rustic clothes, and then looked at the old version of Xu Qingshan who was fat and frightened in middle age. The facial features of people are too similar, and Gu Weisheng is completely unable to connect the two people together.

The youth version of Xu Qingshan turned a blind eye to Gu Weisheng just like the girls in the illusion. He was like a programmed program. He was obviously looking at the surrounding environment curiously but couldn't see Gu Weisheng standing at the gate of the yard.

But the old version of Xu Qingshan is obviously a normal person. Not only did he see Gu Weisheng, but he also had a vigilant and vigilant expression on his face, without the joy of seeing acquaintances at all.

That's right, Gu Weisheng shunned Lao Bai casually, he shouldn't have appeared here in the first place.

But in the end Xu Qingshan couldn't hold back and said, "Gu Weisheng, why are you here?"

"I'm here to find someone," Gu Weisheng said in a low voice, just enough for Xu Qingshan to hear clearly, "but now it seems that I went to the wrong place, don't panic, I will leave immediately."

Where Xu Qingshan is located is the killing formation, Gu Weisheng walked away, not wanting to stay in this killing formation that has not yet fully functioned for a second.

[Old Bai, what's the matter with you? ] Gu Weisheng nodded Laobai's nose, [You were asked to find the little celestial master, why did you go to the killing array? ]

[I was looking for it after Lou Xiao's aura,] Lao Bai howled aggrievedly, [but his aura suddenly disappeared at the gate of the courtyard. ]

[Suddenly disappearing...] Gu Weisheng paused in his heart, and the familiar sense of spatial confusion came again. He stopped, and found that he had returned to the yard with the girl and the swing.

The book in the hands of the cheongsam girl has already turned a page, and the youth version of Xu Qingshan also sits awkwardly opposite the girl. The time and plot in the yard are still developing unaffected, Gu Weisheng frowned slightly, and couldn't help moving Tap your free right hand.

Space-time spells are really troublesome, I don't know if his Queshuang sword can be broken.

"It's useless," Xu Qingshan in the courtyard said quietly, "No one can go out without her permission."

His eyes fell on the girl in cheongsam who was talking with the young man at the stone table. That girl was not as stiff as the others. Sensing Xu Qingshan's gaze, she even turned her head and bent her eyes with a sweet smile.

Seeing her face, Gu Weisheng revealed the other party's identity without any surprise: "Wooden Comb."

The girl who heard this didn't respond, but Xu Qingshan was taken aback. He stepped back hastily: "Are you and Liu Ke in the same group?"

Under abnormal circumstances, Gu Weisheng didn't really want to pay attention to Xu Qingshan, he took out the comb he snatched from Liu Ke from his pocket and shook it at the girl.

"Hand it over, or a sword will chop you off."

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Liu Ke stared blankly at the brushes flying up and down in front of her.

Head, torso, limbs, willow-leaf eyebrows, beautiful phoenix eyes... In just a moment, a lively beauty sat in front of her again.

"Snapped."

The big beauty caught the writing brush that fell from the sky, and seeing the other party's calm expression, Liu Ke's voice stammered a bit: "Song...Miss Song."

"Good boy," the woman smiled softly, "I didn't say that, just call me Ruyan."

"I heard what you just said," Song Ruyan raised her free hand to touch Liu Ke's hair, "You've done a good job, and I'll let you out as soon as the sun comes up."

Song Ruyan's hands were beautiful, weak and boneless, with fingers like onion roots. It should be a very happy thing to be touched by such hands, but Liu Ke avoided that hand subconsciously.

The atmosphere suddenly became silent, Song Ruyan hooked Liu Ke's chin with his fingers, leaving a white mark on the girl's slender neck with his sharp fingertips: "What? Are you scared?"

"No," Liu Ke shook his head with difficulty, "I'm just not used to it."

"Also... where did Brother Lou and Brother Gu go?" Liu Ke kept asking, "They are all good people, please don't hurt them, okay?"

"You mean that celestial master and his ghost servant?" Song Ruyan let go of Liu Ke's chin and clapped his hands, "It's late, don't even think about going out after entering my territory, you can wait to collect their corpses tomorrow morning."

"Collect the corpse?" Liu Ke repeated blankly, and then she stood up with a "huh", "Didn't you say you won't hurt people?"

"They hurt me first," Song Ruyan touched his intact cheek, "That little celestial master's fire is so strong that it can burn even the body made by the melting pen."

Liu Ke couldn't understand what Song Ruyan was saying, she only knew that the woman in front of her was different from the Miss Song she had imagined.

The beautiful woman transformed from the comb seemed to be just a dream of hers.

"But Brother Gu took your mahogany comb," Liu Ke tried to persuade Song Ruyan, "The comb is very important to you, and you will be hurt if you hurt them."

"It's just a place to live that I never forget," Song Ruyan said indifferently, her already low voice was suppressed even lower, inexplicably looking a little bleak in the night, "When it's gone, it's gone. clean."

Song Ruyan's performance was so indifferent that Liu Ke didn't know any reason to persuade the other party.

But only Song Ruyan knew that she was not as calm as she appeared.

The wood used in the mahogany comb is at least a thousand years old, and she couldn't get out of the house in the early years. She endured the pain and used the spiritual energy in the mahogany comb for many years. Now that the mahogany comb is connected with her yin energy, how can it be thrown away.

If she hadn't been hurt too badly by Lou Xiao that night, she wouldn't have put the comb on Liu Ke to absorb his anger.

When Gu Weisheng was robbing the comb just now, Song Ruyan hid in the small space opened by the chemical pen, but Lou Xiao was still there at that time, Song Ruyan didn't dare to take the risk to snatch it.

The fire was so weird that Song Ruyan even had the illusion that the chemical pen would be burned to ashes by the other party.

But fortunately, the mahogany comb has long been protected by a spell she drew with a chemical pen. As long as it is separated from Lou Xiao, Gu Weisheng, who has no ghosts on his body, can't hurt it at all.

Just when one person and one ghost looked at each other silently, the ordinary-looking brush in Song Ruyan's hand suddenly trembled, the light and shadow in Song Ruyan's palm floated, and the wailing of the middle-aged man came clearly to Liu Ke's ears.

"This voice...is Director Xu?!" Liu Ke leaned forward, trying to find a familiar figure from those tiny lights and shadows.

Song Ruyan held down the brush and clenched his fists as if unintentionally: "It seems that you didn't get scolded by him in vain this morning."

"Why do you want Director Xu involved?" Song Ruyan suppressed the scream, but it kept echoing in Liu Ke's mind, "Even if he wanted to grab the mahogany comb, I didn't give it to him, did I?"

"Sit down, don't get excited," Song Ruyan said softly, who was arranging her hair in the mirror, "Silly girl, do you know why he wants that comb?"

"Because he wants to get rid of me," Song Ruyan smiled like a flower, but Liu Ke couldn't help shivering, "That Lou Xiao was specially invited by him to deal with me."

Liu Ke's lips trembled: "Why...why? He's afraid of you, why is he still here?"

"Because of the agreement," Song Ruyan said cheerfully, "You are still young, and you don't even know how terrifying the power of the agreement is. He owes me this movie. As long as he doesn't die, as long as I'm still here, he can crawl. Come back and pay it back."

The drawers in the dressing room were opened one by one by Song Ruyan. She skillfully used these tools that did not belong to her era to apply makeup on herself, and her movements were quick and decisive, as if she had applied this makeup thousands of times.

The makeup is elegant and festive, Liu Ke murmured: "Bride makeup..."

"That's right," Song Ruyan's hands stopped for a moment, "He should marry me after this movie is finished, but now I can't wait."

Can't wait for Xu Qingshan to taste what it means to be too late to regret.

Liu Ke was very puzzled by Song Ruyan's behavior, and she was puzzled, "You hate him so much, why did you marry him?"

"Because the thing he is most afraid of is marrying me." Song Ruyan picked up the brush, but Liu Ke didn't see the other party dipping it in anything. Song Ruyan just used the brush to randomly sweep over his face, which could only be called delicate. The makeup immediately became stunning.

"Liu Ke, do you think I'm beautiful?" Song Ruyan asked this question again, but Liu Ke only had the thought of "being cheated" in his mind.

She pointed at the pen in Song Ruyan's hand angrily: "The success of my two makeups this morning was not at all because of the skills you taught me, but because of this pen, right?!"

"Although that pen is fake, its effect is also great, isn't it?" Song Ru answered with a cigarette holder, but she didn't give Liu Ke the slightest look. It was my reward for bringing Xu Qingshan and Lou Xiao here, but I didn't expect it to burn itself to ashes as soon as it got close to Lou Xiao."

"I've given everything that should be given. If you want to blame you, blame Lou Xiao."

"What I want is not that kind of thing!" Liu Ke said excitedly. She thought that the other party was a makeup artist who was more powerful than her master Josie, who could turn decay into magic, but who would have imagined Song Ruyan's "magic skills" It's just because of a pen.

"I know what you want," Song Ruyan turned her head, "but Liu Ke, how much of your morbid pursuit of beauty comes from your inferiority complex?"

Song Ruyan leaned forward slightly, and the soft and shimmering tip of the brush stopped straight in front of Liu Ke's eyes: "Seeing that you haven't lied to me, how about I give you a peerless beauty?"

"I don't want it!" Liu Ke didn't know where the courage came from, and she swung Song Ruyan's hand away, and she looked at the handful of trampled ashes on the ground and whispered, "Miss Song, do you know which one? Why does the pen spontaneously ignite?"

"True gold is not afraid of fire," she said, "What is fake is fake, no matter how realistic it is, it will not be true."

"So what?" Song Ruyan moved her face closer to Liu Ke, her perfect facial features were cracked a little bit, revealing a scorched and scarred inside, just like Xie Xiao who showed his ghostly face under the peach tree in "The Lost House".

What happened in front of him was enough to crush all the special effects of the movie, Liu Ke was dumbfounded, and could only see Song Ruyan's shriveled, gray and black lips constantly opening and closing——

"People love beauty, don't they?"