Passing through the dazzling aurora, Qin Yao, the old man, and Xu Xun appeared out of thin air in a luxury villa with black and white as the main tone. Looking around, the luxury of the villa was deeply imprinted on everyone's heart.

"This is not my home, what is this place?" Xu Xun murmured, looking at this familiar place.

"Please open the door."

"Click."

Suddenly, with the beep of the electronic door lock and the sound of the lock teeth turning, the door of the villa was opened from the outside. A fashionable beauty carrying large and small bags walked into the villa and saw four people standing in the lobby.

When he saw the figure, he was immediately stunned.

Next to Qin Yao, Xu Xun suddenly widened his eyes and stared blankly at the woman who was almost the same as him at the entrance, his mind went blank.

The "writer" and her "heroine" met under such circumstances, but each of them was more frightened than the other.

"boom."

The large and small bags in Li Xinjie's hands fell out of her hands and fell to the floor with a dull sound.

Xu Xun instinctively took a step back and shouted in panic: "Where is this place and who are you?"

Li Xinjie woke up from a dream, staring at the strange combination of these four people, a sudden chill rose in her heart, and her body felt like she had fallen into an ice cave.

If the four of them appeared in front of her one by one, she might not realize anything, but if the four of them appeared together or in her villa, how could she not guess their identities?

"Didn't you hear clearly?" Xu Xun forced himself to calm down, glanced at Qin Yao in front of him, and suddenly felt a sense of security in his heart, and asked Li Xinjie again.

"This is my home, I am Li Xinjie."

At the entrance, a fashionably dressed woman said this.

"Let's go." Qin Yao said calmly.

Dingru knew the truth, so she took the initiative to hold Xu Xun's hand, followed Qin Yao with her grandfather, walked to the entrance, passed Li Xinjie, opened the door and walked out of the villa.

Li Xinjie seemed to be sealed, standing motionless until the electronic door worth more than 100,000 yuan was gently locked, and the crisp sound of locking reached her ears, and then it was unsealed, her legs went weak, and she fell

Sit on the ground.

"Buzz...buzz..."

Suddenly, the mobile phone placed in the pocket of her coat vibrated wildly, and Li Xinjie's body also shook violently.

"Hello."

For a moment, her right hand kept trembling as she put her hand into her pocket and answered the call with the help of both hands.

"Are you home, Xiaojie?" The girl's high-pitched voice came from the mobile phone.

"Back... back home."

"What's wrong with you?" The girl's voice on the phone suddenly turned suspicious: "Why do I feel that you are scared?"

Li Xinjie was silent for a long time, and finally managed to stabilize her mind, and murmured: "Did you say that the characters in the book would suddenly run out? I mean...run into reality."

"What do you mean, new book?"

"It's not a new book, it's a problem."

My best friend laughed: "How can the characters in the book come to reality, unless they are seeing ghosts."

Li Xinjie's body trembled slightly and she murmured: "What a ghost..."

at the same time.

Outside the villa.

Xu Xun walked in the park in a daze until he walked out of the villa area and came to the road where cars were passing. His clear consciousness finally occupied the high ground of his brain again and he suddenly stopped: "Can any of you tell me?

What exactly is going on?"

The others stopped and the old man glanced at Qin Yao. Seeing that he had no intention of explaining, he turned around and said, "Do you remember what I told you before? Ghosts are the space created by the author."

Xu Xun nodded: "I remember, what next?"

"To everything in the ghost world, they are the outcasts. To you and the authors who created the ghost world, you are the outcasts.

You...or us, all people and things, form a novel world.

In this novel, you are the heroine, so you have the same appearance and the same profession as the author, so you can turn danger into good fortune and survive to the end," the old man said.

Xu Xun was stunned for a long time, looking at the other party intently.

"How do you know about this?" After a long time, she said: "If the world under our feet is real, the world I live in is illusory, and ghosts are an illusory world in the illusory world, then

How do you see through so many layers of the world?"

"Because I know the rules."

The old man said: "Although the author is the creator of the novel she writes and has unlimited rights and can control anyone and anything, she cannot penetrate into her own novel.

But you have entered the ghost. In this way, combined with the fact that the ghost was created by the author, you can figure out this bold guess. Until just now, this guess was confirmed. "

Xu Xun: "..."

The purpose of her questioning was not to question, but to reject reality.

But unfortunately, this doubt was easily dismissed. In the face of the cruel reality, she had no ability to fight back.

"Can you take good care of them in this world?" Qin Yao looked up at the old man and asked in a deep voice.

The old man nodded slightly: "Okay."

"Then I'm relieved." Qin Yao pursed his lips, waved to Xu Xun and Dingru and said, "Thank you for accompanying me all the way. The story is over and it's time for us to say goodbye."

"Where are you going?" Xu Xun asked in shock.

Qin Yao pointed upward, without giving her a chance to say goodbye, and his body disappeared in front of them in an instant.

Xu Xun stared blankly at the place where he disappeared, and suddenly asked the old man: "Grandpa, do you think it is possible that this is also the world in the book?"

…

…

Uncle Jiu's world.

In the yizhuang, in the bedroom.

Qin Yao's eyelids trembled slightly and he opened his eyes, only to see the morning sunlight shining through the window screen into the room, bright and warm.

After a moment of silence, when his eyes adjusted to the current light intensity, he summoned the white jade official seal with his hands and retrieved the recent details of Yin De. However, he saw that there was only one item on it, which was: Help Xu Xun, old man, the three of them will be like this.

When you come from the illusory world to the real world, you will gain 900 Yin Virtue points. The current total Yin Virtue balance is: four thousand one hundred four ten four points.

None of the monsters he killed in the ghost world were considered evil...

If he hadn't obtained the cross sword in Guixi, absorbed the spiritual energy of the Lingtan, bathed in the blood of Qilin, and obtained the magical Qilin Transformation, from a purely Yinde perspective, this reincarnation would have been a blood loss.

Of course, that's not how the accounts are calculated. Whether it's the Cross Sword or the Qilin Blood, they are both rare things that can be found but not sought. If we forcefully evaluate them based on Yin De, each item will cost several thousand points more.

"Dong dong dong."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

"Who is it?" Qin Yao put away his official seal and asked with his head raised.

"It's me." Outside the door, Nianying, who was wearing a skirt and coat, smiled like a flower, holding a snowball in her hand behind her back, urging: "Open the door quickly, open the door quickly."

Qin Yao walked over and opened the door. Nianying immediately threw the snowball into his arms, giggling: "It's snowing, the first snow this year!"

"Are you still young?" Qin Yao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He reached out to brush off the snowflakes on his body, looked up at the heavy snowflakes in the sky, and gently exhaled a puff of white air.

It's snowing in the evening, so I can have a glass of water.

Today is a good day for drinking...

On this return trip, Qin Yao rested in Yizhuang for seven days.

For seven days, he didn't do anything serious. He just enjoyed the snow, flowers and beauties, and his mind got enough rest.

Whether it’s a book or a movie, repeating one thing after another will seem very tiring.

Stopping for a moment to rest is to prepare for a better start next time.

Seven days later.

Qin Yao left Yizhuang and went to the Weibo School. He lived in the ancient tomb as the son-in-law of the Weibo School. He stayed with Caiyi for several days, walked on the snow-capped mountains and watched the pear blossoms. He also enjoyed swimming in the lakes and seas and seeing whales.

, lingering and forgetting to leave.

Caiyi’s crisp laughter stayed in the mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, and this beautiful time was also sealed in memory...

After that, he bid farewell to Caiyi, went to the underworld, climbed to the Black Mountain, and entered the Palace of the Saint. He had a moment of pleasure with the noble Saint, and was happy to forget about Shu.

After lingering for many days, I was exhausted. When I ran out of food and ammunition, I lived alone in a room and fell into a dream of reincarnation.

[The transmission begins immediately - locking the world - locking the world to "Ghost Hunting Co., Ltd."]

[For this time travel, carrying the system requires 288 filial piety points. Please confirm whether to carry it. 】

Standing in the fantasy house with his hands behind his hands, looking up at the two lines of characters floating in front of his eyes, Qin Yao narrowed his eyes slightly and fell into deep thought...

He Remembers Ghost Hunting Co., Ltd. is a thriller comedy film written by Wang Jing and starring Chen Shanhe, Chen Baixiang, Sandra Ng, Qiu Shuzhen, Charlie Chao and others.
To be continued...