Your Ghost is No More, Gentleman! Chapter 9

In fact, Jason's "robbery" was just talk. As a law-abiding citizen, he finally chose to take Gabriel to the old house and directly poke the female ghost's nest.

Gabriel, who had just fallen asleep and was entangled by the talisman paper and rushed to the old house: ...

It's so tiring, I might as well just rob.

S City is still prosperous near midnight, but the address of the old Republican-era house rented by the "Maze House" crew is quite remote. Not only are there few houses around, but even the road leading to the old house is not easy to walk on. Once the "Maze House" crew finished work, the place became so quiet that it was a bit scary.

The colorful lights in the distance dimly illuminated the path. Gabriel, carrying Oliver on his shoulders, followed Jason with a look of despair on his face.

"I said, do all of you Heavenly Masters take action so late?" Gabriel yawned, and his dark eyes were also somewhat moist. "Times are changing, and the industry needs innovation."

"My identity during the day is a bit troublesome." Jason explained as he sorted out his talisman papers. His face was too recognizable to the public and very attractive to paparazzi. Unless he was in some deep mountains or old forests, he couldn't think of taking action during the day.

If he dared to show any supernatural means in front of the camera, Jason guaranteed that he would be invited to have tea with his superiors the next day.

At this point, Jason raised his head as if he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, when did you become a spirit?"

Gabriel was particularly persistent about the name: "Can you please say it in a nicer way? What's a spirit? It's called a ghost fairy."

"It's an old saying that spirits are not allowed to be formed after the founding of the country. You can't scare me." Since he had been involved in the big trouble of Jason, Gabriel was too lazy to stand in front of him. "What? Little Heavenly Master, are you going to capture me to take credit for it?"

Little Celestial Master? Jason sneered: "You became a spirit after the founding of the country, you are not that old."

"It's a taboo to talk about an artist's age," Gabriel shook his finger. He glanced around and felt that the compass hanging on Jason's waist looked familiar. "Is this... golden nanmu ebony?"

Phoebe ebony, also known as Phoebe sunken wood, is a wood that has been buried in the soil for more than 3,000 years due to terrain changes and is qualified to be called "sunken wood". Phoebe ebony got this name because of the golden threads hidden in the wood grain.

These two items taken alone may not necessarily impress Gabriel, but if the two are combined together, even a piece as small as this palm can be said to be priceless.

"You have a good eye," Jason nodded in surprise, confirming Gabriel's statement, "These things passed down from our ancestors just happened to fall into my hands in this generation."

Gabriel raised his hand and smoothed Oliver's sleek cat fur: "It's not that I have good eyesight, I just saw the coffin made of golden nanmu when I picked up Oliver, and the ebony and other things are just my guesses."

Jason looked carefully at the black cat lying on Gabriel's shoulder: "Golden nanmu coffins are standard for imperial mausoleums. It seems that your cat is of great origin."

"Is it from a powerful family? I think it can just eat and wait for death." Gabriel tapped Oliver's nose, then retracted his finger just before the other's claws pounced on him.

Gabriel had no intention of talking more about Oliver's background. He smiled and changed the subject, "It is said that a box of treasure is not as good as half a cubic meter of ebony. It seems that I have made the right choice as the 'financial sponsor'."

"I will definitely do what I promised you." Jason had a look on his face that said "you'll know". "I hope Gabriel, you won't break your promise either."

"It's natural."

Gabriel bowed in a very formal manner. He was wearing the most modern casual clothes, but Jason could vaguely see his wide sleeves and robe fluttering in the wind.

He doesn't look like the elegant scholar in operas, but more like the knight who lives in seclusion in the city in martial arts novels.

It seems that he needs to work with the other party on another costume drama.

The ancient gate of the old house was right in front of them. Gabriel stretched out his hand and pushed the door. Jason held a golden talisman in his hand, ready to dissolve the door lock and break in violently at any time.

Unfortunately, Gabriel didn't give Jason this chance at all. Just as he walked to the wooden door, the lock on the door fell to the ground with a "click", and then the door opened with a "creak".

Gabriel: ... What? This door will automatically open to ghosts?

However, it is a good thing that Jason’s demolition behavior can be stopped, otherwise the new hot search tomorrow morning will be #The crew of the Mystery House was burned late at night, and the elderly director spoke out angrily#.

Seeing the door was opened easily, Jason took back his talisman with a bit of regret: "The method of unlocking is not bad."

"Would you believe me if I said it wasn't me?" Gabriel blinked innocently, "Someone must have gone in before us."

Jason frowned. The only people who had the key to this house were Henry and a few staff members, and the only person who would come late at night was Henry.

With so many grievances on his body, Henry dares to step into a haunted house. He is really an old man who wants to hang himself because he thinks his life is too long.

Knowing that cats’ meowing in the middle of the night is creepy, Old White, who had been silent the whole time, suddenly meowed: “The atmosphere in this house is a bit chaotic, be careful when you go in.”

Oliver has sharp eyes and ears, and with it by his side, Gabriel is too lazy to open his ghost pupil. Just as he was about to relay Oliver's warning to Jason, Jason had already grabbed his wrist and walked into the old house.

"What are you afraid of, a small-time wooden comb spirit?" Jason held Gabriel with one hand and took off the compass with the other hand. "Now you are my companion ghost, Jason. Be brave and don't bring shame to my Lou family."

Gabriel, who had inexplicably brought disgrace upon the Lou family: "???"

Are people who have great merits protecting them so arrogant?

The two of them crossed the low threshold one after the other. The night was calm and windless, and the entire crew was no different from the daytime except that it was even quieter.

Gabriel was only wearing a thin summer dress. The warmth of Jason's palm was imprinted on Gabriel's wrist through his sleeve, making him feel a little uncomfortable for some reason.

Apart from work, he had never been so close to humans.

"You can tell fortunes and carry a compass. Are you a Taoist priest or a Feng Shui master?" Gabriel coughed lightly and pulled his wrist back as naturally as possible.

Jason fiddled with the inner circular disk of the compass in his hand, and then cooperated by releasing his hand: "The Mysterious Dao is inseparable, and my compass does not measure Feng Shui, but only Yin Qi, which is also in line with the identity of a Heavenly Master."

"Of course, I prefer catching ghosts to finding dragons and acupuncture points," Jason pursed his lips unconsciously, "but sometimes people have to learn a lot of things to give themselves more choices."

There was a vicissitude in Jason's tone that was inconsistent with his age. Gabriel looked at him with some surprise: On the surface, Jason didn't seem like a man with few choices.

"What are you looking at?" Seeing that the needle on the compass was steadily pointing to the west, Jason put away the compass and pointed, "Go this way."

It is very convenient for Gabriel to explore the Yin energy with his ghost eyes, but since Jason has taken the initiative to take on the job of exploring the way, he is naturally happy to have some free time.

The huge house was terribly quiet. It was July, but Gabriel couldn't hear a single insect chirping. In the dim starlit night, he could only hear Jason's voice beside him: "Gabriel, why are you so clean?"

No matter how glorious and glorious a person was during his lifetime, after experiencing death, no one can be free of a trace of hostility and bloodiness.

It has nothing to do with personal will, it is the original sin brought by death.

Jason has seen countless evil ghosts since he was a child, but he has only seen one ghost fairy, Gabriel.

"After losing my memory, my mentality naturally improved," Gabriel tapped his head, "I was born with the talent to cultivate the Tao."

"Besides, what's so special about having a clean breath?" Gabriel asked puzzledly, "You have great merits, and I think you have saved many souls. You have no sins, only merits. In my eyes, you are also very clean."

"Why do you keep dwelling on this question?" He paused. "Little Master, do you have a spiritual cleanliness problem?"

Jason did not answer Gabriel's question. He and Gabriel stopped and said, "There is someone in front."

Gabriel was very familiar with the surrounding environment. The room not far away was exactly the dressing room where he and Jason worked in the crew.

Jason was talking about humans, not ghosts. Gabriel subconsciously thought of Mia who behaved strangely in the morning.

Jason has never been a roundabout person when it comes to catching ghosts. He waved the talisman paper and the door of the dressing room was immediately pushed open by an invisible force.

The room was extremely dark. The talisman paper floating in the air was emitting a burning flame diligently. The girl holding a brush in her right hand looked up blankly at the door.

"Brother Gu...?"

"Mia, what are you doing here?" Gabriel turned on the light in the dressing room with a click. "Who brought you here?"

"I'm here to learn makeup from Miss Song," Mia said excitedly, with two abnormal blushes on her face, and she seemed completely unaware of how strange her behavior was. "Brother Gu, you don't know, Miss Song's makeup skills are even better than my master's! I must introduce them to each other someday."

"Yeah," Jason's mocking voice came from behind Gabriel, "How can an ordinary person like Amanda compare to someone who can turn dead things into human beings?"

Mia moved the pen in his hand slowly: "...dead thing?"

"Here," Gabriel used his eyes to signal Mia to look at the "Miss Song" next to her, "Look carefully, where is your Miss Song?"

Mia followed Gabriel's gaze and the brush in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

Her red dress is as fiery as fire and her black hair is as black as ink. She is truly a stunningly beautiful lady.

---If she wasn't a paper figure.

Mia widened his eyes in disbelief. The paper mannequin's beautifully shaped cherry lips gradually opened, revealing a mouthful of terrifying white fangs.

"Mia, do you think I'm beautiful?"