Zhang Yiyang poured a bottle of Erguotou into his stomach, but he was still sober-he could feel the pain of heart-piercing lungs. Hu Weiwei, a girlfriend who had been dating for three years, suddenly broke up with a decisive decision. He kept asking and begging, but she didn’t say anything and refused to turn around. Zhang Yiyang knew that Hu Weiwei had changed her heart. There were too many temptations in this feasting city.

Lying on the bed, Zhang Yiyang recalled the sweet time with Hu Weiwei and gulped down the wine in the bottle. A large dose of sleeping pills was put in the wine, enough to make him fall asleep in good memories. At this moment, a voice rang behind him: “Want to commit suicide? Why don’t you listen to my opinion?”

Zhang Yiyang turned his head and saw a man in black appearing in the room. He couldn’t help being taken aback: The door was locked, how did the man in black get in?

“Who are you?” Zhang Yiyang asked.

The man in black slowly walked towards Zhang Yiyang and said, “It doesn’t matter who I am. What’s important is that I know who you are. You are a hapless little security guard. The company was stolen for a few months, and you were deducted most of your salary. A few days ago, a drunk boss came to see your girlfriend and came forward to molest him. You punched him all over the face in anger. Hua, because of this, was locked up in the classroom for a few days. As a result, your girlfriend proposed to break up. How could you not be angry? How could you not feel bad?”

Zhang Yiyang was stunned and asked. “Who, are you?”

The man in black smiled: “I am a tour guide and can help you solve all your troubles. If you give up suicide now, it is still too late. If necessary , Call me tomorrow.” After all, the man in black turned back and walked out of the room.

Zhang Yiyang grabbed the business card and looked at it. It only printed “Guide Yang Changlin” and then the phone number.

Yang Changlin’s words are like a blow to Zhang Yiyang. While he was still somewhat conscious, Zhang Yiyang rushed to the bathroom and vomited everything in his stomach clean.

After waking up, Zhang Yiyang dialed Yang Changlin’s cell phone. Yang Changlin asked Zhang Yiyang what his wishes were.

This question stunned Zhang Yiyang. He gritted his teeth and said, “I want to get a lot of money, and I can’t spend it. Also, I want a girlfriend who is richer, more beautiful, and younger than Hu Weiwei, and she wants to be devoted to me. .”
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Yang Changlin said: “This is easy to do. See you at Yangchang Lane at 11 tonight.”


At 11 o’clock in the evening, Zhang Yiyang came to Yangchang Alley early and squatted in the corner to smoke. Before waiting for a few minutes, he saw a taxi coming by double flashing, and Yang Changlin was sitting in the car.

TaxiPulling up Zhang Yiyang and driving to the outskirts, Yang Changlin said: “Everything listens to me, don’t say what you shouldn’t say, don’t ask if you shouldn’t ask. Besides, with me, don’t be afraid no matter what happens.”

Zhang Yiyang nodded repeatedly, but he still asked: “Which travel company do you work for?”

Yang Changlin smiled secretly: “I start my own company. , Is both a tour guide and a boss.”

Zhang Yiyang was taken aback: A travel company alone?

The taxi finally stopped. Zhang Yiyang looked around, and there was a cemetery area in front of him. His heart began to drum: What are you doing in such an unclean place in the middle of the night? Yang Changlin patted him on the shoulder and slowly said, “Your wish is about to come true.”

Zhang Yiyang recovered and followed Yang Changlin hesitantly. Yang Changlin walked to a dense tombstone and stopped, suddenly took out a scalpel from his pocket and asked Zhang Yiyang to stretch his head. Zhang Yiyang was taken aback and instinctively shrank back.

Yang Changlin said disapprovingly: “I will not kill you, just take a few drops of blood.”

Zhang Yiyang’s forehead was cut, how many Drops of blood flowed into the glass bottle brought by Yang Changlin. Yang Changlin dipped in blood and smeared Zhang Yiyang’s face a few times. Zhang Yiyang was faintly fearful: What exactly is Yang Changlin doing?

Next, Yang Changlin asked Zhang Yiyang to close his eyes and follow him. He muttered to himself, as if he was chanting a spell. After a while, Zhang Yiyang felt a chill on his body, like a stray wind blowing.
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Zhang Yiyang opened his eyes abruptly. I don’t know when, they have come to a dark gate, and Yang Changlin is handing the glass bottle to The pawn in front of the gate. Xiao Zu put the bottle under his nose to smell it, smiled satisfied, and quickly opened the door. Yang Changlin and Zhang Yiyang entered inside.

Zhang Yiyang’s heart has shrunk into a ball, and a thought came into his mind: He has entered the ghost gate!

After walking a dark and gloomy road, Zhang Yiyang’s heartbeat was like beating a drum. Yang Changlin didn’t say a word, and Zhang Yiyang didn’t dare to ask more.

I don’t know how long he has been away, Zhang Yiyang’s eyes suddenly open up, the lights are bright, and the scene is no different from the night market. It’s just that the things they sell are all sorts of things: mobile phones, TVs, Mercedes-Benz cars, watches, cameras, virgins, flower baskets…Look at the stall owners again, they look like dry corpses and mummies, describing them as withered. , Looks scary.

Zhang Yiyang was shocked: They… They look like ghosts! The things sold are obviously burnt!

“This, what is this place?” Zhang Yiyang asked with a trembling voice. WWW.GUIDAYE.COM

“Ghost City.” Yang Changlin said lightly, “Understood? I’m a ghost tour guide, leading the two worlds of Yin and Yang.”

Zhang Yiyang’s knees softened and he almost sat on the ground. Yang Changlin glanced at him disdainfully: “What you can’t get in the yang world, you can get it through the yin world.”

Zhang Yiyang’s teeth trembled and he couldn’t say a word. His feet were also soft, and Yang Changlin was almost carrying him away. After walking halfway down the street, Yang Changlin pointed at a stall in the distance, smiled ghostly, and said to Zhang Yiyang: “Go, go to the stall and have a look.”

She was an old woman with a white face, Zhang Yiyang knew that this should be a female ghost. There are ten puppets in front of the booth, all in green and green clothes, with eyebrows and eyes, they look very charming.

Yang Changlin stepped forward to strike up a conversation and asked Zhang Yiyang to talk about his wish. Zhang Yiyang’s mind was blank. After repeated reminders by Yang Changlin, he said that he would spend endless money and want young and beautiful girls.

The female ghost looked at Zhang Yiyang and suddenly smiled, revealing a row of brown teeth, and said in a strange tone: “It’s very simple. Let’s change it with ten drops of blood.”< br>

Zhang Yiyang was taken aback: What does she want blood for? Yang Changlin attached to Zhang Yiyang’s ear and urged: “Hurry up, so that she won’t regret it!”

Zhang Yiyang agreed. The female ghost stretched out her hand and gently stroked Zhang Yiyang’s forehead, a drop of blood fell on the female ghost’s lips, and her face gradually became ruddy. But Zhang Yiyang’s mind gradually became confused, and then he didn’t know anything.