Two weeks.

Two whole weeks.

The invincible Ding Biehan once spent two weeks inspecting Changchun Mansion and found nothing. But now, the ghost here appeared in front of him without any care.

"Yi Wan!" Ding Biehan put on a fighting stance, a drop of cold sweat fell from his forehead, "Get away from him!"

This is a centuries-old ghost!

Bo Mingyuan was stunned. Yi Wan said, "Ding Biehan, you scared him."

Ding Biehan:...I was the one who was scared!

Bo Mingyuan: "No, actually I wasn't scared either. I was just surprised... Yi Wan, is this your friend too?"

Ding Biehan gave Yi Wan a cold look, meaning what the hell are you doing. Yi Wan said to Ding Biehan, "Do you remember the silk thread on Bo Jiang's body?"

Ding Biehan's eyes flashed: "...remember."

"I have found a way to solve the problem." Yi Wan said in an erratic tone, "The way is to destroy the crew of "Northern Zhou Jue Lian"."

Ding Biehan frowned: "What does this have to do with silk thread?"

Yi Wan: "I don't know. You can think for yourself..."

Anyway, Ding Biehan will always think of the answer.

Yi Wan sat on the big rock and gave Ding Biehan three minutes to think. Sure enough, three minutes later, Ding Biehan showed an expression of understanding and said with firm eyes: "How to do it?"

The invincible Ding Biehan has completed his thinking again!

Yi Wan said: "Bo Mingyuan is willing to go to haunt the place. But now there is a problem."

Ding Biehan glanced at Bo Mingyuan, who was standing under the tree, looking at the direction of the Prince's Mansion at a 45-degree angle, looking a little melancholy. He then said, "What's the problem?"

Yi Wan: "Ding Biehan, what is the most terrifying scene you have ever seen?"

A scene that even Ding Biehan found terrifying should also scare other people, right?

Then……

Ding Biehan: "I saw you washing your hands in the toilet and said I had... time."

...This thing is completely useless!!

Ding Biehan never expected that it would be his turn to teach a ghost how to haunt. He thought hard and said to Bo Mingyuan: "You can sneak into their radio and play scary nursery rhymes or voices."

Bo Mingyuan: “What is ‘broadcasting’?”

Ding Biehan: "If that doesn't work, you can call their cell phone in the middle of the night."

Bo Mingyuan: "What is a 'mobile phone'?"

Ding Biehan: "TV, TV knows, right? Climb out of their TV."

Bo Mingyuan became even more confused: "What is TV?"

This old ghost has been dead for hundreds of years, and he really hasn’t learned at all!

Not only did Bo Mingyuan never study, but he kept asking him what a TV is, why it can emit light, why it can make sound, what is an LED tube, what is a circuit, and what are electronics... If he continues to talk about this, Ding Beihan must be at least a senior

Full stack engineer. So he pulled Yi Wan aside a little annoyed and asked him: "Are you serious?"

Yi Wan looked at him with a dull expression, and her eyes protested: "Don't bully the elderly."

Ding Biehan:...You, you won.

Ding Biehan then changed his approach: "This Bo Mingyuan seems to have no talent."

Yi Wan thought for a while and came up with another solution: "How about Ding Biehan, pretend to be Bo Mingyuan and go there to haunt the place yourself?"

Your dad!!

Ding Biehan said: "Why don't you go to Chi Jixia? Chi Jixia can also act."

Yi Wan said: "It makes sense, let's call Chi Jixia over again."

...When Chi Jixia was pulled over by two people, his whole body was filled with boredom and resistance. He shouted: "I don't want to go to hell——"

Yi Wan said: "Be patient. He is Bo Mingyuan, and he is also the son of the character you play."

Only then did Chi Jixia wake up.

Bo Mingyuan stood under the tree, looking at Yi Wan hesitantly. When Yi Wan asked, he said: "Bo Jiang, Chi Jixia, Ding Biehan... Yi Wan, how come you have so many strange friends."

"

Yi Wan said: "Actually, there is An Yelin. He can't help much in this matter, so there is no need for him to participate."

The first time they met a ghost, the first time they trained on ghosts... Chi Jixia and Ding Bihan glanced at each other secretly and decided not to ask why the other party was so calm about seeing ghosts.

——Because the other party wisely didn’t ask me.

During Dingbie Hanchi's training with Xia, Yi Wan continued to wander around Changchun Mansion. He went around to the garden where he lost his sense of direction last time, and saw Yu Rongshi there.

Yi Wan asked him: "How is the situation?"

Yu Rongshi shook his head and said: "I didn't find it."

There is no trace of Bo Mingyue at all.

It can be seen that Bo Mingyue indeed has superior psychological quality. After all, he was a man who betrayed his brother in his previous life and lived to old age in the new dynasty. Yi Wan was not surprised that he could achieve this level.

Yu Rongshi saw Yi Wan staring at him and asked him, "Do you suspect that I am Bo Mingyue?"

Yi Wan said: "This possibility cannot be ruled out."

The voice he spoke was clear and crisp, without any fear of embarrassment. Yu Rongshi smiled and said, "Then how are you going to verify me?"

Yi Wan thought for a while and said, "I don't know..."

Yu Rongshi took his hand and kissed it.

The two people leaned on the same stone and stopped talking. After a while, Yi Wan said: "...I'm a little worried."

"worry about what?"

"Bo Mingyue's will to survive is probably stronger than both of them." Yi Wan said lightly, "Both it is Bo Mingyuan or Bo Jiang. So, I am a little doubtful..."

"What do you suspect?"

"Bo Mingyuan will not let go of any opportunity that may allow him to be reborn."

…

Bo Jiang slowly walked to the backyard of the Prince's Mansion.

Although the Prince's Mansion is large, the crew of "Northern Zhou Jue Lian" only used one-third of the area for filming. Therefore, large swaths of the ruins were left vacant, neither filming nor disturbing. Bo Jiang also got a concession.

He quietly faced the opportunity to reminisce alone.

"It turns out that the feeling of revisiting the old place is not that it hurts my heart. It's that... I can't find any feeling anymore." Bo Jiang thought.

He found a place to sit down. Anyang was still the same Anyang. The surrounding rivers, mountains and streets could still vaguely see what they looked like back then. Even in the Prince's Mansion, he could also tell where his former study was. It was just that he held candles with him at that time.

The two brothers who were chatting, eating mulberries, and riding horses were gone.

They are all gone, whether it is the artistic and gentle Bo Mingyuan or the lively and cheerful... Bo Mingyue.

Even now, Bo Jiang's heart aches when he thinks of his brother's name.

It seems that I was not a qualified prince in my previous life. Bo Jiang thought.

If I could change "I" to be "I" at that time, wouldn't the result be better?

He turned his back to the courtyard door, so he didn't know that a transparent silk thread had quietly entered the small courtyard. The silk thread was like a snake, climbing all the way along the corner until it was close to his ankle. There was a voice whispering somewhere that Bo Jiang couldn't hear.

"...Brother, don't blame me."

"I want to live, I really want to live! I'm in so much pain. Since I was given this opportunity a few days ago, why should I take it back now? Do you know how painful it is to gain hope and then lose it?

?”

"Brother, since you're here, it's not up to you!"

The moment before the silk thread caught Bo Jiang's calf, a deep voice sounded: "What are you doing here?"

The thread retracted like an electric shock.

Bo Jiang woke up suddenly. He saw a middle-aged man standing there, wearing dusty ancient clothes, like a crew member. He rubbed his forehead and said a little embarrassed: "I am from the crew of "Battle of Science" next door.

, when I saw the door here was open, I came over for a walk..."

After he said this, the middle-aged man stopped talking, but kept looking at his face.

Bo Jiang was confused. He suddenly realized that he was now a star in the world, so he stretched out his hand to the man and said with a smile: "Hello, I am Bo Jiang. Are you a staff member here?"

The man was stunned for a long time and said: "Bo Jiang... I am. My hands are too dirty. I just touched them with dust, so I won't hold them anymore."

Bo Jiang didn't pay much attention.

"...They usually film in the front. I'm a walk-on, and I usually don't have much to do. So I always hang out in the back." The man said, "Come on, let's go to the front where there are more people. You follow.

I'm leaving. It's not always peaceful back here."
To be continued...