Daoist, please stay

Chapter 131 You are going to be unlucky

This street is a typical neighborhood style in the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China.The two small buildings next to each other are the most suitable location for film and television shooting in the background of the Republic of China.

The two-storey building with a lower front facing the street is often decorated as a song and dance hall that is common in dramas of the Republic of China.Take some scenes with luxurious and luxurious scenes.It looks gorgeous from a distance, and it has a retro beauty.

Next to it is a small three-story western-style building.

The architectural style is modeled after the French-style Western-style buildings in the old Shanghai Concession.

People here use "Xiaobailou" and "Paramount" to refer to these two buildings.

Yu Anqi and the others' plays, if they didn't need to go out on location like today, most of them would be filmed in Xiaobailou every day.

Unfortunately, the scene is being changed in Xiaobailou today, and non-related staff are not allowed to enter.

Xie Qinglan could only drag Tao Xi and Lao Hei around the two small buildings to get a general look at the situation.

In fact, he himself didn't quite believe that the group of ghosts would be detained in these two buildings.

One is the geographical location.

At the intersection of three roads, multiple airflows converge and conflict, which is evil in Feng Shui.

It is not suitable for human habitation, and of course it is not suitable for forging ghosts.

In addition, of these two small buildings, one is filming and the other is setting the scene.

There are a large number of people who come in and out frequently, and the energy is heavy, and the yang energy is also heavy. It is also not suitable for a large number of yin bodies to stay.

So Daoist Xiao Xie simply circled around twice before preparing to withdraw.

He is more inclined to look for corners, warehouses, warehouses and other places where there are usually no people.

Because they were lazy and didn't want to go back to the main road, the three of them planned to walk out through the small alley between the two buildings.

This small alley is so narrow that grown men can touch the walls on both sides with outstretched arms.

Just like that, people piled up some messy scaffolding, temporarily unused props and the like, making it a bit difficult for the three of them to move forward.

Lao Hei opened the way silently in front, carefully removing some obstacles that were too blocking the way, and when he was about to go out, he suddenly stopped.

Tao Xi tilted his head and saw that the road to Yuanjia was narrow again.

Tan Yinghou covered her nose with one hand and said something to the assistant next to her in disgust. She happened to pass by the alley and almost bumped into Lao Hei who was about to walk out.

"Look at it, it's reckless."

Qin Zhe didn't know Lao Hei, but thought he was reckless and disgusting.When Lao Hei saw her, old and new grudges welled up in his heart.

Looking closer, he still remembered how this woman bullied little Huang Pizi.

To put it further... This woman must bear at least some of his suffering of half a century of detention!Who asked her to take over that house, yet still not let him go!

In a certain way, Lao Hei, who was not very intelligent at all, became visibly murderous with the naked eye.

Seeing that his fists were secretly clenched, Tao Xi quickly gave him a hand.

Only then did Qin Zhe see that there were two people behind this person.

He immediately pulled his face down.

"Xiao Tong, how do the crew's security work? Why can cats and dogs be put in there? Are we filming a movie or being watched as a monkey?"

Lao Hei's whole body was tense and his eyes were sharp.

Qin Zhe took half a step back, with a stern look.

"What are you doing? What's your expression? Our crew is next door, and someone will come if I just yell, don't mess around!"

Tao Xi held Lao Hei's hand tightly and whispered.

"Don't make trouble, let's go."

Lao Hei stared at Qin Zhe fiercely, and said gloomyly before being dragged away by Tao Xi.

"You're going to be out of luck."

Qin Zhe looked puzzled, watched the three leave, and rolled his eyes angrily.

"Sick! I think he's going to be unlucky! He's going to be unlucky for eight lifetimes! Why do I hate those two magic sticks so much? I followed them everywhere, and this time I even found a helper! Scaring me? I'm from Xiamen University! "

The little assistant advised her.

"Sister Qin, don't be as knowledgeable as that kind of bastard. Master Zhao is still waiting for us. We finally got an appointment."

Qin Zhe raised his head angrily, like a victorious little rooster, walked away with his head held high.

Tao Xi breathed a sigh of relief after walking a long way.

Good men don't fight women, he is really a little afraid of this actress.

"Old Hei, do you still remember her hatred?"

Before, he suspected that the person who disrupted Qin Zhe's live event might be Lao Hei.

Looking at it now, there is no need to doubt it.

Old Hei frowned slightly, looking unhappy.

"Who has the time to hate her? She's so beautiful! I'm just telling the truth."

Indeed, after not seeing Tan Ying in just a few days, he looked unlucky and downcast.There are faint dark clouds covering the top, and it looks like a catastrophe is imminent.

However, looking at her recent endorsement of film and television official announcements, it is obviously a sign of good luck.

I have never seen a person with good fortune who would be as disgraced as she is.

Left and right didn't find any clues about the Night Walk of the Hundred Ghosts, instead they were met by the vicious Tan Yinghou and gave him a sarcasm.

Xie Qinglan felt sorry for Tao Xi, and decided not to wander around blindly for the time being.

Just try to recruit the pervert to come over at night, and listen to the ghost in question, won't everything be clear.

The top floor of Kisaragi Hotel.

Qin Zhe knocked on the door of Master Zhao's room almost reverently.

This time Zhao Qiyang did not welcome her in, but chose to stand at the door and listen to her complaints.

Qin Zhe couldn't help being curious, and looked past Master Zhao to look inside.

It was blocked by Zhao Qiyang tilting his head.

"Lady Qin, there are distinguished guests in the room, please try to be as brief as possible if you have something to say."

Qin Zhe was a little unhappy.

VIP?

Who is more important than her?

In the past, Master Zhao only regarded her as a distinguished guest.

But now she is indeed begging the master for more, and Tan Yinghou is forced to lower her stance.

"Master, I have had nightmares for two consecutive days. Please advise."

Although Zhao Qiyang's body language was much stronger, his face was always gentle and amiable.

"Lady Qin, why not tell me what kind of nightmare it is."

Qin Zhe recalled the dream, and his face turned ugly again.

"It's a very weird dream. I dreamed of the same woman two days in a row. She cried to me, saying that she was wronged, and hoped that I could make decisions for her."

Zhao Qiyang recited the Taoist name to comfort her.

"Maybe it's Layman Tan who thinks about it every day and dreams at night. I remember correctly, Layman, you have a similar plot in the movie you made recently."

Qin Zhe shook his head with a pale face, looked around nervously, and lowered his voice.

"No, Master. The woman I dreamed about...that woman is..."

She seemed a little speechless, pointing her hand down, and said in panic.

"It was the woman down there in the dream."

Zhao Qiyang was momentarily confused, and then suddenly said.

"Lady Qin said that he dreamed about Shen..."

Qin Zhe waved his hands in a hurry, and his whole body panicked.

"Master, don't say that name!"

Zhao Qiyang lowered his head and recited the Taoist name silently three times, and said gently.

"You don't have to be so nervous. You are sensitive, and you value love and righteousness. It is natural to have such a dream. Just remember not to promise her anything in the dream, and you will not have such a dream again in a few days .”

Qin Zhe expressed doubts about Zhao Qiyang's words.

"Really? But why do I feel that I'm going to be entangled by her?"

Zhao Qiyang made a vow.

"No. Layman Tan is in his lucky year. With great luck, some spirits are normal. As long as you don't take the initiative to promise them anything, you won't be entangled. Layman Tan sticks to his heart and doesn't waver."

Qin Zhe breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved.

"What the master said is that I was overthinking."

Originally, the injustice has its head and the debtor has its owner.I have never heard that the victim does not seek revenge from the murderer, but seeks out passers-by who sympathize with her, sympathize with her, and hold her injustice.

Qin Zhe felt that Master Zhao had relieved his psychological burden with a few words, thanked him again and again, and left.

Zhao Qiyang watched Qin Zhe disappear from sight and closed the door.

Turning around, I saw a tall young man pushing an old man with gray hair waiting for him at the end of the corridor of the suite.

He walked forward quickly, with a more flattering and catering smile on his face than usual.

"Old Song, why did you come out? I've sent that woman away, so I'm going back now."

The old man was emaciated and crouched, nestled in a wheelchair, and his face became paler and paler.

"Is that the girl named Tan just now?"

Zhao Qiyang squatted down and was at eye level with the old man.

"Yes, this is the match I have chosen out of thousands of people."

The old man covered his mouth and coughed dryly twice, and the well-trained man behind him quickly took out the thermos cup, and half-kneeled to feed the old man with water.

After taking a breath, the old man's drooping eyelids showed his eyes.

"It doesn't look too young. Is it forty? How many years are left?"

Zhao Qiyang explained attentively.

"Don't worry, Mr. Song. I've done the calculations. Not only does she have at least 50 years of life, she should also have five years of great luck. If everything goes well, it can be transformed into at least eight years of life."

"Eight years..." The corner of his white and dry mouth twitched ironically. "It's only been eight years after so much effort."

Zhao Qiyang hurriedly explained.

"Elder Song, that's not the way to calculate it. Eight years is a buffer time for us. First, ensure that your lifespan continues. When we find the person who was destined to be born in heaven, we can cast spells and protect you for another hundred years."

The old man stretched out his withered hand and grabbed Zhao Qiyang's wrist.

"You better make sure you can."