Shangguan Xianyun asked curiously, "Who?"

Zhou Fengchen said: "She was a Taoist priest when she was alive, and after her death, she cultivated swords and ghosts, and she looked like a seven-grade person. But...... She is the little wife of a certain big guy in Yincao, and she is quite favored. ”

Shangguan Xianyun asked, "Although their Taoism is high, they are not enough to kill you, could it be that the big guy who wants to deal with you?"

Zhou Fengchen thought for a while, "Impossible! That big guy wants to deal with me, he can kill me at any time, and when I make a feud with this sword ghost, it's just a way to draw qi and transform Jin.

I suspect she didn't expect my Dao practice to improve so quickly, six levels in half a year! That's speed. ”

Shangguan Xianyun chuckled, "The ...... thing It seems to be embarrassing. ”

Zhou Fengchen hesitated for a moment and sighed.

At this time, there was an office in front of me, and Aunt Wavy pointed to the door, "The director is inside." ”

"Thanks!" Zhou Fengchen nodded, and pushed the door in with Shangguan Xianyun.

There were two people inside, a woman in her fifties with long hair and glasses reading a book behind her desk, and a chubby man in his fifties napping.

Seeing the two of them come in, the woman raised her head and asked in surprise, "...... you guys Is there something wrong? ”

Zhou Fengchen stared at the two of them and looked at them carefully, Bacheng is the "director" couple, okay, the ghost spirit is good, two months of cultivating the ghost spirit, it's amazing, "Let's find a piece of embroidery." ”

The woman frowned, "What embroidery?" ”

Shangguan Xianyun said: "Sun Miaoyi's embroidery."

The woman thought for a moment, "Ah, that's the case, what's going on...... What do you want to embroider for? ”

Shangguan Xianyun said: "Sun Miaoyi is dying, take her things back and burn them, it's not worth much anyway."

The woman was stunned for a moment, "Oh, this kid is quite pitiful, waiting for me to find it, I don't know where to put it." ”

As he spoke, he stood up and began to rummage through the cabinets, taking the man who woke up and napping, and the couple looked for it together.

Zhou Fengchen felt bored, pulled Shangguan Xianyun to sit down, and then stared around the room.

Shangguan Xianyun felt bored, turned his head to look at the pile of newspapers behind him, touched it, and felt that it was an entity, so he casually took out a few sheets and picked them up to read, just read a few lines, and suddenly patted Zhou Fengchen, pointed to the layout of the newspaper, and motioned him to look.

Zhou Fengchen took a closer look and found that he was talking about an incident a year ago: the building at No. 37 Dongfeng Street, Donghai City, caught fire, and the door frame collapsed as soon as possible, and although active rescue was carried out, more than 20 people were burned to death......

Look at the address, exactly here.

Good! It's a murderous building.

Shangguan Xianyun whispered: "It's normal here during the day, it should be renovated and rebuilt, but there are grues and dirty things inside, so the sword ghost chose here."

Zhou Fengchen nodded, staring directly at a group photo on the opposite wall, very blurry, unable to see who it was, couldn't help sneering, and asked, "Did you find it?"

The couple squatted under the table together, sneakily not knowing what they were doing, "Ah! It's almost there. ”

Soon?

Zhou Fengchen and Shangguan Xianyun glanced at each other, walked over together, looked down, okay, there was a deep and small underworld passage under the table, the couple's faces were green, their hands were skinny, and they kept waving to the passage.

The action is both weird and terrifying.

Summoning a Yin Ghost?

Zhou Fengchen sank his face, "Are you two looking for something or are you messing with me?" ”

The passage to the underworld disappeared, and the husband and wife returned to normal, pretending to look around, "Ah! Where? Why can't I find it? ”

Zhou Fengchen walked to the opposite wall and pointed to the group photo, "Is it here?" ”

The woman looked up and said with a dry smile, "Isn't that a group photo?"

Zhou Fengchen waved his hand at the group photo, revealing two "duck heads", "The photo of your family is a mandarin duck head?" ”

The couple paused, their faces gloomy as water.

Zhou Fengchen grabbed the corner of the "group photo" and tore it hard, the whole "group photo" fell down, it was an embroidery of mandarin ducks playing in the water, at this time there was a girl sitting on a lotus leaf, who else could there be if it wasn't Sun Miaoyi?

At this time, the air in the whole room was cold, and the "director" and his wife stood together, their appearance changed, their intestines were broken, their heads were broken, their bodies were wrapped in thick yin qi, and they said in a rough voice, "You, you, you, you, you ”

"Blame!"

Shangguan Xianyun whipped with his right hand and hit it casually.

Syllable!

Syllable!

The whip made a crisp explosion, and the whip head instantly reached the eyebrows of the "director" and his wife.

The couple's eyes widened, knowing that they were afraid, "Ah! Yes! Two screams, and the soul flew away.

Zhou Fengchen put away the embroidery, looked at the thick yin qi where the two ghosts dissipated, and gave a thumbs up to Shangguan Xianyun, "Violence!" ”

Shangguan Xianyun accepted the whip and smiled, "You're welcome!" ”

"Woo......"

At this moment, there was a sudden mournful cry outside, ethereal and sharp.

Zhou Fengchen looked outside, the qi of the three dans was instantly blessed, and his whole body was covered with a faint yellow light, and then he opened the door.

The light outside was very dim, there was a faint green in the air, and the environment had changed, it was pitch black and scorching.

Good! What the building looks like when it catches fire.

This scene was replaced by ordinary people, and it is estimated that it will be scared to pee.

However, Zhou Fengchen was really accustomed to it, sneered, pulled Shangguan Xianyun, and walked straight to the direction of the gate.

As soon as they arrived in the corridor, there were bursts of terrible cries in the surrounding rooms, and with the crying, men, women, and children who were all covered in darkness pounced with their teeth and claws.

As soon as Zhou Fengchen raised his hand, Shangguan Xianyun behind him threw up the whip again.

syllable

syllable

Syllable......

Shoot it, and then fly one, dying.

This is thinking of being pitiful and pitiful, and there is no killer.

Zhou Fengchen shook his head, and took the opportunity to fold his hands and silently recite the "Sutra of Bliss in the Past Life".

The two of them kept walking, and the sound of scriptures accompanied by the sound of whips frantically harvested the ghosts, but after a while, all the ghosts that were burned to death disappeared.

When passing by the studio, Zhou Fengchen deliberately glanced inside, the two were no longer there, and he didn't know where to hide.

When I got to the hall, I found that the door was gone, and the surroundings were green, and the ghosts had disappeared.

Shangguan Xianyun put down the whip, and Zhou Fengchen also stopped chanting the scriptures and looked around.

"Babbling babbling ......"

Suddenly, more than a dozen actors wearing make-up and costumes appeared in the corner, singing as they walked, but their voices were full of smirks.

"The soul is lost, and this can't be left!"

Zhou Fengchen's hands were sealed, and his body flashed over.

"Ahh

After the uniform screams, more than a dozen opera ghosts scattered.

Zhou Fengchen returned to the same place and looked at the roof, "Nie Jiuniang!" You can't kill me, come out! ”

As soon as the words fell, a huge tongue suddenly hung down from the roof, twisted into two chairs in the blink of an eye, and the man and woman driving suddenly appeared on the "chair", looking gloomy.

Seven ghost generals! Five-grade bewitching!

Zhou Fengchen pulled Shangguan Xianyun behind him, looked at his tongue, and smiled, "I can play!" ”

The young man instantly turned into an old lady with white hair, blood-red eyes, a face like tree bark, and a straight back, which was very much in line with the image of the Buddha.

The woman visibly turned into a woman in black clothes and black hair, with her hair in a high bun, not bad, and a long sword on her back, it was Nie Jiuniang who was with Nie Xiaoqian and Ning Caichen in northern Jiangsu, but she had already recovered the seven-rank ghost general.

(End of chapter)