The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

Wei Yan: "..." He knew it.

After explaining, Zheng Quzhi had a headache again. Recognize the true face of the white-eyed wolf? Who is that white-eyed wolf? Where is the old man? What is the relationship between the white-eyed wolf and the old man?

If it is a mother-child relationship, how can the old man look at him and listen to him as a stranger?

Seeing Zheng Quzhi frowned, Wei Yan raised his hand to smooth his frowning brows: "Don't worry, you are not alone."

He will help him...

Wei Yan has always had a good memory. After someone disappeared from the haunted house, the police station gave him information on several missing persons.

After thinking about it, Wei Yan raised his eyes and looked at the slightly deserted street, his eyes darkened: "Not much has changed, it's easy to find."

Besides, it is impossible for the old man to throw them far away casually, so he still has to fulfill his corpse wish.

"Will you not change the footprints inside?" Zheng Quzhi tilted his head, not forgetting what Wei Yan said at the training camp. "I remember you said that you can't change it."

"No." Wei Yan shook his head simply, thinking carefully about what he had said in the training camp, and looked at Zheng Quzhi with a little surprise, thinking that he had been so forgetful, and he didn't expect to have a good memory.

Because the corpse wish is different, each illusion is different, they came here to change.

Wei Yan had said so, Zheng Quzhi was convinced that he never thought about it again, just touched his head and was a little puzzled: "It seems that my head hurts every time I enter the illusion..."

Hearing that, Wei Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and after a long while, he lowered his eyes to cover the gaze from the bottom of his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "It's okay, the magnetic field interference."

Well, this way...

Zheng Quzhi squinted his eyes, but he didn't have much suspicion. He just thought Wei Yan seemed a little strange. Isn't there something to hide from him?

"Find a place to live first." After Wei Yan looked around for a while, he suddenly took Zheng Quzhi to a place.

Zheng Quzhi almost fell into the mud at his feet, and finally caught up with Wei Yan's footsteps. He couldn't help but complain, "Why are you so anxious all of a sudden?"

"This is forty years ago." Wei Yan said quickly: "It's not peaceful yet."

As if to confirm his words, as soon as Wei Yan finished speaking, there was a burst of gunshots and screams not far away.

Zheng Qu knows that at this time, he can't care about other things, so he has taken a lot of steps and just wants to leave quickly. Wei Yan did not walk like a headless fly, and soon the two stopped in front of a hotel.

"We have a good relationship with the hotel recently." Zheng Quzhi twitched his mouth and looked at the mirror at the door of the clothing store next to him. Only then did he find himself and Wei Yan wearing the clothes here.

The face is still the same, both of them still look outside, but their hairstyles and clothes have changed, but the clothes look pretty good, they are suits that have just emerged from that era.

"Two of you staying at the store?" someone came out of the store and asked them with a smile.

Wei Yan nodded without changing his face, and took a few of the oceans that were common at this time from his arms. The dude took a few glances, and then bowed to the two of them with satisfaction: "Please, sir! Please, please! We have many clean rooms!"

"One room is fine." Zheng Quzhi replied with a smile.

The guy smiled brighter when he heard the words: "Okay! I will take you up!"

This hotel is quite shabby and not too big. Zheng Qu knows why Wei Yan chose this hotel, but there is definitely no reason. While losing consciousness, a person suddenly rolled downstairs.

Wei Yan's eyesight is quick, and he takes Zheng Quzhi's shoulder and hides aside. But the stairs were narrow. Although the two of them dodged a bit, they were still touched by Zheng Quzhi's feet, and the speed of the person's fall was tripped.

He is a dirty boy.

Upstairs, he chased down a big guy with straight eyebrows and vertical eyes, and cursed in his throat: "Smelly boy! Get out of me! Is this a place where you can come?"

Generally, under this kind of bridge, Zheng Quzhi and Wei Yanzhong should have a sweeter person to come forward and help the little boy, and then the story will unfold.

It's a pity that Zheng Quzhi, who has a relatively large amount of white sweetness, chose Wei Yan with a reserved choice and hung up on his own, and raised his gaze.

Wei Yanmu squinted his face, straddled his long legs, and walked a few steps directly past the boy, then looked back at Zheng Quzhi: "Don't keep up?"

Seeing the expressions of those people eating shit, Zheng Quzhi suffocated a smile, and quickly learned that Wei Yan stepped over the hairy boy. Just about to catch up with Wei Yan, his other foot that had not yet taken back was suddenly caught Hug.

"Master, do it! Save me!" The boy was seventeen or eighteen years old, and he was so strong that Zheng Quzhi couldn't get his feet back after a few strokes.

I couldn't help but turned black and choked silently. Why didn't Wei Yan hold his thigh when he stepped over! I just caught him, do you think he is bullying?

Thinking of this, Zheng Qu felt sore, but his face was very innocent: "Little brother, there is nothing I can do! Otherwise, you can ask that gentleman, but he has a lot of money to serve him!"

As he said, his eyes became ambiguous.

Several people saw that the expressions of him and Wei Yan changed in an instant, almost all of them disgusted.

Wei Yan opened his eyebrows and opened his eyes, cooperating with Zheng Quzhi and didn't reveal it, but just urged: "Don't come up quickly?"

So he threw off the three stunned people and went to their room in a hurry. This room is not big, a large bed, a table and a stool are nothing else.

"Hmm." Zheng Quzhi sat down on the bed, then gave Wei Yan a wink: "Brother, come here~"

Wei Yan: "Crazy?"

"Hey, you are a fierce fellow!" Zheng Qu knows that the genius of the drama has come up, and he can't stop it, learning the appearance of Wanqiu's enchanting bitch.

Wei Yan: "..." Is it too long to clean up?

So Wei Yan pulled on his tie, loosened a few buttons to reveal a nice collarbone, and said in a low voice, "Are you sure I want to come over?"

Zheng Quzhi looked like a scumbag, but he still didn't forget what was going on. This is the illusion of an old man. He doesn't have such a thick skin to do that kind of thing in other people's places.

"Calm down!" So he hurriedly got up from the bed, left the place of right and wrong, and separated the two people, changed the subject and asked: "Shall we just sleep for one night?"

"Yeah." Upon seeing this, Wei Yan didn't take the overlord to bow, still unbuttoning a few buttons, and lay down on the bed after a sigh of relief.

Zheng Quzhi looked down and saw that his face was a little tired and a little distressed. It actually takes a bit of effort to enter the illusion. Wei Yan seems to be quite tired recently, and has to worry about his affairs, which is too hard.

So I stopped disturbing Wei Yan, covered him with the quilt, and said very considerately, "Why don't you sleep?"