Jason covered Mia's mouth with a handkerchief a second before she screamed. If he didn't want to ask Mia some more questions, Jason wouldn't mind knocking her out on the spot.
The moment Jason approached Mia, the strange paper man standing on the chair suddenly caught fire without any fire, and the brush on the ground turned into two handfuls of flying ashes.
Gabriel leaned against the door and looked at Jason with a teasing look in his eyes. Jason looked back helplessly: "It wasn't me who did it."
Mia was forced to swallow her scream: "???"
What exactly is going on?
Perhaps the doubt in Mia's eyes was too obvious, Jason loosened his hand that was covering the other person's mouth: "Don't scream, or I'll knock you out."
Gabriel swore that he heard the sound of Mia's heart breaking at that moment.
"Tell me," Jason pulled a clean chair and sat down in front of Mia, "How did you get here, and how did you come into contact with that female ghost?"
Except in the movies, Mia had never seen such a cold and even somewhat ruffian Jason. Although Jason had an "unsightly face", when people in this circle mentioned Jason, who would not praise him for being polite and reliable?
Could it be that the Jason in front of her was also fake like Miss Song?
"Speak." Jason didn't care what Mia was thinking. The two cold words scared the little girl.
"I can't remember how I got here... I only remember things related to Miss Song," Mia whispered, "I was in a daze for the past two days. Only after seeing you and Brother Gu did I feel sober."
Jason had no time to comfort the frightened little girl. He went straight to the point with a cold face: "Where's the comb?"
Facing such a Jason, Mia didn't bother to ask how he knew she had a comb. She rummaged through her coat pocket and took out a mahogany comb: "Here it is."
Gabriel looked at the peach wood comb that had been corroded by Yin Qi and turned black, and couldn't help but complain: "You dare to carry something with such a strong Yin Qi, you little girl really are not afraid of shortening your life."
"But... but with it I can meet Miss Song," Mia weakly retorted, tightly holding the comb in her hand, "Miss Song is pretty and looks good with her makeup, I want to be friends with her."
This actually piqued Jason's interest. He sneered: "Friends? Friends who scream when they meet to show their friendship?"
"Just now...just now I was too surprised," Mia's face was a little red, she said, "I have met Miss Song twice, she is really a very good person."
"Or rather, she is a very good..." Mia squeezed out the last word from his throat with difficulty, "ghost."
"Are you mesmerized by her face?" Gabriel said bluntly, "Be careful of being exposed to the light, kid."
"You can't say that!" Mia's face flushed. "I do look at the face when I first meet her, but after that, I look at her inner qualities. Miss Song is very charming and she won't hurt me. Even if she's not pretty, I still want to be friends with her."
But no matter what Mia said, the wooden comb spirit had already affected the normal life of human beings, and the ghost that should be caught still had to be caught. Jason stretched out his hand and said, "Give me the comb."
Compared to the pleasure of taking out the comb, Mia's actions at this time were obviously more hesitant: "...Will Miss Song die if I hand over the comb?"
Jason mercilessly dismantled the story: "She is already dead."
"But she can still talk and communicate," Mia held the comb tightly, "She's still alive."
Seeing Mia's unreasonable look, Jason silently repeated in his mind several times the family rules that forbid the Lou family from attacking mortals, and finally looked at Gabriel in unbearable patience.
---Stop looking, come and help me get the comb.
Gabriel laughed out loud as he watched Jason being humiliated by the human. He stretched out his slender white fingers and gently hooked the comb in Mia's hand, and it flew into Gabriel's hand as if being pulled by a transparent thread.
It turns out that the little master hired him to deal with humans.
This surreal scene made Mia open his mouth wide: "You..."
"He is the Heavenly Master and I am a ghost," Gabriel winked playfully, "The entertainment industry you are in is actually a supernatural version. How is it? Is it exciting?"
"Exciting..." Mia looked at Gabriel's dark eyes and replied subconsciously. Then she realized that now was not the time to talk nonsense.
"Brother Lou, no, Master Lou," Mia stopped Jason who was about to leave, "Can you help Miss Song to be reborn? Just like what they do on TV, let her let go of the past and ascend to paradise, okay?"
Mia's eyes were sincere without any hypocrisy. Could it be that he had met such a silly and sincere girl? Gabriel was about to agree on behalf of Jason, but in the next second, he heard Jason's blunt refusal.
"That's a movie. Saving people and ghosts is what Buddhas should do," Jason shook off Mia's hand, "I can't do it. I have never been a Buddha."
Can't do it? Gabriel muttered to himself. He tilted his head and touched Oliver: "Is the golden light of merit still on his body?"
[Yes, but after I got used to it, I was rarely blinded by it.] Oliver swung his tail leisurely, [If it weren’t for the merits he accumulated in his previous life, he must have saved a lot of souls. Lao Gu, don’t listen to his lies.]
Although Gabriel was somewhat curious about the secrets of Jason, he at least remembered that Jason was his boss now. It was definitely not the behavior of a good employee to undermine his boss in front of outsiders.
"Don't you want to give her a talisman?" Gabriel said kindly, "Humans and ghosts have different paths, so it's better to forget about it."
Jason, who had already stepped out of the house, paused. Mia, who was staring at the ashes in a daze, immediately took a step back: "I don't want it!"
Mia's words seemed to turn on a strange switch. The talisman paper that flew out of Jason's hand was suddenly swallowed up in mid-air. The world was spinning, and Gabriel only had time to grab the sleeves of Oliver and Jason. The next moment, the two of them and the cat suddenly arrived in a completely different time and space.
In S city, the night sky with only a few sparse stars disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a clear blue sky that made people feel happy.
The house is still the same house, but all the props and costumes that the crew had placed there are gone, and the railings of the corridor are also missing many traces of time.
The red koi in the pond swayed their bodies happily, and the light pink petals floated on the water with the wind, attracting countless silly fish to scramble for them.
The scent of peach blossoms was not strong but clearly audible. Gabriel moved his nose and even smelled the unique fragrance of grass.
The illusion was so realistic that Gabriel sighed and said that even if he were to do it, he couldn't achieve this level.
---Of course, this is also related to his lack of proficiency in magic.
"It's the 'old lady's' backyard." Jason turned the circular inner plate of the ebony compass in his hand, "In addition to us, there is another ordinary person in the illusion."
Gabriel retracted his hand that was about to summon Queshuang: "Are you saying that this illusion is not aimed at us?"
"That's right, the killing formation in the illusion is in operation, but it is not here." The needle on Jason's compass was shaking, but it never determined a direction, as if it was disturbed by something.
What on earth was the female ghost holding in her hand that could disrupt the gold-threaded ebony plate in his hand?
"Young people are still a little immature," Gabriel casually drew a scratch on Oliver's forehead, "Oliver, show the little master what a cat-shaped tracker is."
[Pooh, pooh, pooh, you're so lazy.] Oliver kicked Gabriel, but still jumped off Gabriel's shoulder and led the way.
"Let's go," Gabriel said, "Catch the ghost so I can go back to sleep."
But after a few seconds he didn't feel anyone following him. Gabriel turned around and found that Jason was still standing there staring at the compass, as if he was thinking about some extremely serious problem.
"What's wrong?" Gabriel signaled Oliver to stop, "Could it be that you are tired, little master?"
Even after being teased like this, Jason still did not respond. Gabriel's eyes focused, and spiritual energy surged slightly in his hands. He quickly took a few steps forward and patted Jason on the shoulder.
Sure enough, the moment Gabriel touched Jason, he was like a fragile paper doll, shattered into pieces of peach petals.
Okay, that's great. He got separated from his boss on his first business trip. He is really a "qualified" companion ghost.
---Although Jason has not yet explained to him clearly what a companion ghost is.
The only thing to be thankful for was that the old white with the scar on his body did not get separated from Gabriel. He lowered his head to smell the petals on the ground and stepped on them a few times with his claws: [It’s not the smell of a female ghost.]
"That little girl doesn't have that much ability," Gabriel, whose eyes turned into black ghost pupils, tried hard to pursue the few strands of light golden light in the air, "There is something strange in this house. Give up the center of the formation and go find the little Taoist priest first."
The person in the killing array is most likely Henry. Although Gabriel doesn't want anything to happen to the movie "The Maze", if he has to choose between Henry and Jason, Gabriel will still choose the latter.
Ascetics are often heartless, and compared to humans, they will naturally tend to be closer to their "kind".
Not to mention that he and Jason currently have a collaboration in hand.
[This way.] As for the golden light of merit on Jason's body, Oliver, who was blinded by it every day, obviously had more say. He nimbly jumped into Gabriel's arms and stretched out his claws to point in a direction.
Walking in the direction pointed by Oliver, Gabriel felt that the sky was becoming clearer and clearer. The laughter of young girls and the sound of birds chirping could be heard from afar. Gabriel's feet trembled and he found that he had arrived outside an exquisite courtyard.
It was like crossing time and space in just a few steps.
Two girls in long skirts were sitting on the swing in the yard, chattering about something. Their light blue tops and black skirts were typical student attire during the Republic of China era.
They seemed to have completely ignored the uninvited guests who suddenly arrived in the yard, and continued to chat happily with each other.
And at the stone table under the peach tree behind the swing, a girl with a pretty profile was holding a book and reading it with relish.
She was not wearing a school uniform, but instead a well-tailored cheongsam. The bright color of the cheongsam made the girl's skin look as white as snow and her lips as red as a dot.
But this is not the reason why Gabriel is surprised.
His attention was not on the girls, but on the man in the corner.
---He saw two Henry.
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