In Zongman, the evil spirits are eliminated physically.

Angel, please bless me!

"I feel like Pochi-chan is thinking about something really rude."

"Even if it's a ghost, isn't President Ouyang here today? He'll definitely be able to protect Pochi."

"But I thought I could see that popular girl on Twitter." Kita said regretfully, "I wanted to ask where she bought her clothes. I want to buy one for Ryo-senpai. It will definitely look great on him."

"I don't want to wear it." Liang still refused, "If Kita wants to give me something, then give me Mr. Fukuzawa."

"Don't blackmail my junior, you scum!" Hongxia scolded Liang while suppressing Xiduo's attempt to take out his wallet.

"You guys, it's opening time." Xingge pushed open the door of the lounge and drove out several people from the Bond Band.

Kita went outside to check tickets, Liang and Xingge went to check the sound equipment, Hongxia and Pochi replaced Xingge at the bar and sold drinks.

Since the last supernatural incident was not known to outsiders, many people just regarded it as a magical magic show prepared by the concert hall, and spread it on the Internet and in small circles, resulting in an unusually large number of people coming to the concert hall today.

"Please enjoy your orange juice."

"Thanks."

Pochi brought the drinks up from the table, and Hongxia handed them to the guests, adding an extra step.

The first band's performance began, and the guests all turned their attention to the stage, leaving Pochi and Hongxia free.

"Is it really okay for Ms. Goto to do this?" Hina couldn't see Pochi, she could only see a squirming pink ball on the bar floor.

"Pochi-chan had finally managed to stand behind the bar and sell drinks to customers, but I didn't expect that because of that supernatural haunted incident, Pochi-chan would be reduced to her original form."

"So please, even if it's just to help Pochi-chan recover from her workaholic state, please drive away the ghosts." Hong Xia put her hands together and begged.

"Is it enough to just drive them away?" Ouyang Xuan asked Hong Xia.

"I think it's OK."

"Most people who come to me to exorcise ghosts ask me to kill the ghosts directly and turn them into ashes. It's rare for someone like you to just drive them away." This was the first time Ouyang Xuan had received a request like Hong Xia's.

"I was thinking that even though they're dead, they were once someone's relatives or friends. Maybe they could still meet in their lifetime after reincarnation. But if, as President Ouyang said, they were beaten to death, they would never see their former relatives or friends again."

"After all, they only threw the cup and didn't hurt us. If they really hurt us, then I'll leave it to President Ouyang."

"Very naive." Ouyang Sun commented on Hong Xia, then changed the subject, "But not childish. I thought you would be so kind as to tell me not to hurt Ling."

"Because Hongxia is just that kind of person." Pochi muttered softly in the audience.

Ouyang Shun and Hina couldn't hear what Pochi was muttering, but Hongxia, who was right next to Pochi, could hear it clearly.

"Hehe, Pochi-chan is amazing too. She insisted on coming to Fanxing even though she was so scared."

"Ah, well, actually I've been wanting to run away, but I felt that if I ran away, I wouldn't have the face to come into Fanxing again next time." Pochi turned his face away, not looking into Hongxia's eyes.

"You can't run away!" Hong Xia pressed Pochi's shoulder, "Pochi-chan, as long as you don't stop, the road will continue to extend."

"Isn't this a death flag?"

"Don't worry about such a small thing."

Ouyang Xuan and Yang Cai just sat at the bar, watching the band's performance on the stage from a distance. Every time the performance reached a climax or ended, the audience would scream loudly to vent their overflowing passion. The people in the audience shouted so loudly that they even covered up the band's performance on the stage.

Liang finished his work and came to the bar. He ordered a cup of Coke and put it on Kita's bill. After checking the tickets, Kita also returned to the bar.

Most of the bands had finished playing, and it was the turn of the Bond Band to go backstage to prepare. Xingge came to the bar and took over the work. When a group of people were rushing backstage, Ouyang Xuan suddenly called out to Boqi.

"Ms. Goto, did you see anything?"

"Hey, things, hey, what, what is that thing." Being suddenly addressed, Pochi hid behind Hongxia and spoke incoherently.

"Inside the crowd." Ouyang Xuan pointed at the tightly packed group, "Have you seen any strange people, or anyone whose face you can't clearly see?"

"People..." He squinted his eyes and stared for a long time. Pochi looked at him for a long time, shaking his head like a rattle.

"Is there anything else? President Ouyang."

Hong Xia spoke up to help Pochi out. Although this was not a difficult problem for most people, it was an exception for Pochi, the ultimate social phobia. Being able to have a simple conversation with Ouyang Xuan was already a miracle for Pochi. Even the other members of the Bond Band were discussing whether Ouyang Xuan had cast a spell on Pochi, otherwise how could he have a conversation with Pochi.

"never mind."

"Then let's go backstage and get ready."

Pochi left first, and the others followed.

"President, you just asked Miss Goto, is it because she can see too?" Hina leaned close to Ouyang Jun's ear and said.

"Well, she was the first person to bear the brunt of the last ghost haunting incident. She was hit by a lot of Yin energy. Although she couldn't see the ghost clearly, she could still see it vaguely."

"It's time for me to go ahead. If these spirits make any moves, I can immediately turn them from ghosts into monsters."

In the concert hall, besides being full of people, some ghosts invisible to ordinary people have quietly mixed in.

Chapter 30 Cute little girl

"Guys, we're the Bond Band!"

"Kita and Goto on guitar!"

Kita raised his hand enthusiastically to greet everyone below, but Pochi just lowered his head deeply, not daring to look up at all.

"Bassist Yamada."

Liang just nodded slightly.

"Then there's Ijichi on drums, and that's me."

The first sentence after going on stage was Hong Xia's self-introduction. Everyone was ready and prepared to start another performance.

Hongxia picked up two drumsticks and struck them. This was the signal for preparation. After a while, Hongxia struck the drumsticks and the performance began.

For a long time, except when playing guitar in the closet of his home and looking up at the screen comfortably, Pochi kept his head down during performances outside. It was only after practicing with everyone in the Bond Band for a long time that Pochi was able to look at his teammates around him while performing.

The feel is very good, and the rhythm is perfectly in tune with everyone. I thought something was wrong with today's concert, but fortunately, it's okay. If I had messed up one of the official performances that everyone is trying to have, I would have started considering committing guitar seppuku as Liang mentioned.

Soon the song was half over. Although Pochi lowered his head, he was able to adjust his own rhythm just by listening to the music of Kita and Hongxia, so that he would not perform like the first time, where everyone played their own music.

As for Liang... Anyway, even if Bess went to get takeout during the meal, no one would know when he disappeared.

Is something looking at me?

Suddenly, Boqi felt something in his heart jump. He raised his head, which had been lowered, and glanced at the audience. Suddenly, Boqi's hands trembled and the tone of his voice became out of tune.

The first thing Pochi saw when he looked up was Ouyang Sun and Yang Cai standing in the first row. The second thing he saw was the audience who were immersed in the performance. The third thing he saw was a translucent person squeezed in the crowd whose face could not be seen clearly, and a person floating in the air, with no legs and a triangular headscarf on his head!

Ghost, ghost, ghost!

Because he was too surprised and scared, guitarist Ichiri Goto's brain temporarily short-circuited. Although his hands continued to move, it was just muscle memory. The Bond Band had practiced this song for a long time. Even though Pochi fainted while standing, his hands continued to move by inertia.

"President, Ms. Goto is acting strangely." Because the music was too loud, Hina had to shout in Ouyang Sun's ear.

"Well, it seems her eyes are open. Now that they are open, she should be able to see the spirits all over the room."

"But Ms. Goto is much better than me. That was my first time seeing a ghost, and it was such a scary evil spirit," Haruna recalled. "These ghosts all looked very docile, just like ordinary listeners. Do ghosts also like rock music? They clearly have no memories of their past lives."

"Hey, that's not right, President, you didn't even get close to my ear, how could I hear your voice so clearly!?"

"The Sound Transmission Spell is a very simple little spell. I let the sound directly enter your brain."

"So, President, are we going to drive these spirits away now?" Hina looked back and saw that those ghosts were just like ordinary audiences, listening to the performance. The biggest difference between them and ordinary audiences was that they didn't need to buy tickets to come in.

"The real boss hasn't shown up yet, so let's wait a little longer. These wandering ghosts rarely gather like this. Even if we drive them away now, they will come back in a few days. As long as we kill or subdue the leader, the others will not come here again."

"Oh oh oh." Yang Cai nodded in agreement. She caught the leading ghost and made the gathered ghosts scatter. Yang Cai had done this job once before with Ouyang Sun.

Hina in the audience could tell that something was wrong with Pochi, and her teammates nearby had also noticed it, but the music hadn't stopped yet, so they couldn't ask Pochi directly what had happened. It was obvious that nothing like the supernatural events from the past few days had happened.

A minute passed quickly, and when the song ended, Hongxia winked at Kita and began to tell interesting stories about the band to delay time.

"Goto-san, are you okay?"

"No...no...no..." Pochi's face looked very uncomfortable, her mouth trembling constantly, she could only say the word "no", her eyes had turned into garbled characters, she was now in a state of social anxiety and autism

"Since the performance has already begun, let's perform it to the end! I, I believe that President Ouyang will definitely protect me!"

If he had met the Bochi before Hong Xia, he would have turned around and run away at this time, and would not have even finished playing a song. However, after experiencing so much together with everyone in the Bond Band, Bochi himself has grown a lot. Although he is now so scared that his brain can no longer think, Bochi still tries hard to stand on the stage.

What Pochi relied on now, besides the bonds with his teammates and the like, was his trust in Ouyang Falcon. Since he was such a famous exorcist, he must have real skills, right? Real skills, like being able to kill a cow with a single slap, right?!

Isn't this what I'm chasing? Facing difficulties and desperate situations with my teammates, we work hard and rely on friendship to achieve success. Even if there are a few ghosts, this is really scary!!!

Why are there really ghosts in the world? Why can I see ghosts? This is so scary! No, I'm going to throw up. This is too scary. My stomach is cramping and I'm about to throw up.

“Ah~~Ah~~~”

Bochi let out an unexplained roar, lowered her head and performed an extremely difficult guitar solo. It wasn't that she suddenly wanted to show off her skills, but she was just too scared and subconsciously wanted to do something familiar to divert her attention. Bochi relied entirely on the muscle memory she had cultivated through several hours of practice every day.

"Here it comes." Ouyang Xuan suddenly said from the audience.

"Is it coming?" Yang Cai knew what Ouyang Xuan was talking about. She looked around nervously, but did not see any new ghost entering the concert hall.

"Onee-sama! You're so handsome! And your guitar playing is amazing! I fell in love with Onee-sama's guitar after just one listen. Can you sign an autograph for me?"

A little girl in white clothes and white hair appeared in front of Pochi, holding a piece of white paper in her hand. She seemed to be an ordinary music fan who came to Pochi to ask for an autograph.

But such an ordinary-looking little girl came out and interrupted Pochi's solo which was gradually reaching its climax. Even with the last sweep of his hand, Pochi's guitar strings broke directly. Pochi also froze on the stage, attracting puzzled looks from the audience and teammates on the stage. They only saw Pochi suddenly stop, but did not see the little girl.

"Sister, please sign for me!"

"In order to support Onee-sama, I called everyone around here. Although for some reason those who came in earlier disappeared, I still managed to attract quite a few listeners for Onee-sama. They are all Onee-sama's fans!"

"..."

As if she thought Pochi didn't see her, the little girl took a step closer with the white paper in her hand, and placed the paper over the guitar in front of Pochi.

This little girl may look ordinary from behind, but she is a little scary from the front. Half of her face is unclear, and red blood mixed with white blood is flowing all over her face. Her hair and clothes are stained with blood. The cleanest thing on this little girl is the white paper in her hand.

When Pochi saw the little girl's head floating up from under the stage, his brain had already crashed. When the little girl stood in front of him holding a white paper, the mixture of red and white liquid also emitted a horrible smell. Not only was his vision strongly impacted, but Pochi's sense of smell was also hit hard by the little girl several times in a row.

Under the little girl's hopeful gaze, Pochi spit out white foam from the corner of his mouth, which was almost the same color as the little girl's head, and then he fell straight down holding the guitar.

Even though he was unconscious, Pochi still tried hard to protect his guitar, which made him a real guitarist.

"Pochi!" The first one to react was Liang. He took three steps at a time, jumped over Kita in the middle, and rushed to Pochi's side.

"Goto-san!"

"Pochi!"

The guitarist collapsed with a bang, and the audience in the stage began to whisper to each other, wondering if Xingge, the store manager, had forced the band members to work overtime, causing Boqi to suddenly die on the stage. Some even wondered if Boqi was a martyr.

The human audiences were all confused, but the ghost audiences who got in for free were not so patient. Just like the paranormal events they had caused a few days ago, these ghosts were ready to snatch the cups from the hands of the human audiences and throw them at the Bond Band who had stopped playing on the stage.

"All ghosts retreat, hurry and obey the command."

Ouyang Xuan chanted the spell in a voice that no one else could hear, and a talisman was formed in his palm. The next second, all the wandering ghosts in the concert hall disappeared in an instant, as if they were kicked out of the room by the owner of the room.

All the companions she had recruited had been driven away. The little girl on the stage still had a confused look on her face. She just circled behind the three members of the Bond Band surrounding Pochi, trying to find a place to squeeze in and get Pochi's autograph.

"Sister, please, please sign for me. Sister, please don't go to sleep. Please sign for me first."

The little girl's voice was soft, crisp and clear, the kind that could make some people explode with anger just by hearing it. Unfortunately, besides Ouyang Xuan and Hina, only Pochi, who had been frightened to death by her, could hear her voice.

"This is from the president." Hina skillfully turned the schoolbag behind her to the front and took out a glass bottle from it. The size was about the same as the beaker in the middle school laboratory.

Taking the beaker handed over by Yang Cai, Ouyang Jun climbed onto the stage, unscrewed the lid, and walked towards the little girl.

"receive."

The mouth of the bottle was facing the little girl who was not looking at him at all. Before she could react, a huge suction force lifted her off the ground, and her body quickly shrank into the cup in Ouyang Jun's hand.

"President Ouyang?" Hongxia and Liang picked up Pochi and walked backstage. Only then did they notice Ouyang Jun who came on stage and the bottle in his hand that looked very wrong.

Inside the transparent glass bottle, there was a mass of black smoke that had no substance. The bottom of the bottle was spinning around as if it had a spirit, like a lost little girl wandering in the forest.

In addition to being able to recapture ghosts and spirits, this bottle can also rely on the spells on the bottle to allow some people who originally could not see ghosts and spirits to see them to a certain extent. How clearly they can see depends on the individual. Some people can only see a cloud of smoke, while others can see clear facial features and even every eyelash.

"Everyone, I'm so sorry. Our guitarist is exhausted from the intense practice sessions these past few days. We can only take her backstage to rest. I'm so sorry for the inconvenience this has caused you."

As the cheerful person, socialite and beautiful girl in the band, Kita apologized to the audience and they just let it go. After all, the Bond Band was only brought in temporarily and the audience who bought tickets came for other bands, so they were very tolerant of a group of girls who were temporarily filling in for them.

"Thank you for your hard work. Go backstage and see your teammates."

"Don't work so hard for your boss. She won't feel sorry for you."

“A band member should never be a paru!”