In the dark night, the rain was heavy, and under the street lamp on the street corner, the rain continued to flow down the lamp cap, and under the yellow light, the falling rain was even more obvious. Jiang Qingjiu stood at the door of a hotel in Xi'an City, wearing a black raincoat and his eyes were a little glazed.

"Brother Jiang, let's live in first, the weather will improve tomorrow, and I'll take you to that cemetery." Huang Yiping said on the side.

Jiang Qingjiu was silent for a while, and there was almost no emotion in his voice, and he returned: "Okay." ”

The two waited not far from the elevator, and Huang Zimo slowly walked over to open the room.

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In the hotel room, the white curtains are half-hidden, there are many water droplets attached to the glass, and the sound of rain is still howling outside.

Looking at the traffic lights at the intersection constantly flashing alternately, Jiang Qingjiu let out a long sigh, and Huang Yiping took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket and asked, "Come on?"

Jiang Qingjiu glanced at Huang Yiping, shook his head, and then turned his head and looked out the window with some melancholy.

Huang Yiping smiled awkwardly, took out a cigarette and hung it in his mouth, skillfully lit it, and said: "You said that this thing hurts the body, but sometimes people are under pressure, so they need such a thing to relieve it." ”

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Huang Zimo happened to be sitting at the door, he got up and looked through the cat's eye, and there was a young woman in a short suit standing at the door.

Huang Zimo opened the door and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

The woman gasped for breath and looked a little nervous, and hurriedly said, "Someone is going to kill me, save me, save me." ”

Huang Zimo frowned, always feeling a little strange in his heart.

Huang Yiping heard the movement and asked in the house, "What's the matter?" Zimo. “

Huang Zimo turned around and said to the house, "Well, it's nothing." At this time, a cold sweat broke out on Huang Zimo's forehead, and at the moment when he just turned around, he was surprised to find that there was no shadow where the woman was standing.

There was a hint of crying in the woman's voice, and she asked, "Why don't you save me, why don't you save me." “

At this moment, a young man dressed in a security guard uniform walked over.

The young man patted Huang Zimo's shoulder and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

Huang Zimo turned around, and at this time the woman had disappeared, and only one security guard stood in front of him.

The security guard reminded: "We watched you standing alone outside the door inside the monitor, are you waiting for someone?"

Huang Zimo smiled helplessly and said, "No, just open the door to breathe." “

The security guard said on the side to pay attention to safety, ventilation can open the window, don't open the door or anything.

Huang Zimo didn't listen to anything at this time, from getting off the elevator to walking to the room, there was no place to hide people, the aisle here was a straight passage, and it was impossible to hide a person. And this is the fourteenth floor, jumping down is certain death, there is only one possibility, the woman just now is not a person at all.

"Are you listening to me, sir?"

Huang Zimo nodded and returned: "Well, I know." I remember everything you said. “

looked at Huang Zimo, who bowed his head and pondered after entering the house. Huang Yiping threw the cigarette butt into the trash can and asked, "What's wrong Zimo?"

Huang Zimo smiled helplessly and returned: "You all heard the knock on the door just now." ”

The two nodded and asked, "What's wrong?"

Huang Zimo said: "Not much. I also heard it wrong, there was no one outside, I guess someone was playing a prank. “

"Eh," Huang Yi returned indifferently, but he had something else in his heart, Huang Zimo could show this kind of expression, which showed that the situation outside was not so simple.

Late at night, Huang Zimo got up quietly, he put on a black baseball cap, put on a black fluffy raincoat and went out.

The rain continued to fall on Huang Zimo's raincoat, and the light of the street lamp hit him, imprinting a long shadow on the ground.

Huang Zimo raised his hand and blew in front of his mouth, rubbing it a few more times, his expression was a little nervous, what the hell was that thing. After a circle, the thing didn't seem to follow.

Huang Zimo returned to the hotel, and there was no one on the street outside at this time. The hotel front desk lady sat at the counter dozing, and when she saw Huang Zimo coming back, she suddenly came to her senses and showed a standard smile.

Huang Zimo took off the hat of the raincoat, and the rain attached to it fell to the ground and got wet.

He asked, "Has anything strange happened to you lately?"

The front desk lady shook her head and denied, "Not really." ”

Huang Zimo looked at the eyes of the front desk lady and always felt that things were not so simple.

"Do you have any complaints?"

The front desk lady checked the records, frowned, and returned: "There have been complaints from guests who have come to travel." “

Huang Zimo put his hands on the counter, looked at the counter lady with a smile and asked, "What are you complaining about?"

The front desk lady blushed slightly and replied: "It was said that someone knocked on the door to disturb their rest." ”

Huang Zimo heard the reply from the front desk lady, and his relaxed nerves immediately tensed, did anyone knock on the door?

"What happened to the guests?"

"Not much, stayed one night and left. The front desk lady seemed to be a little bored staying here alone, and patiently returned to Huang Zimo.

Huang Zimo nodded, nothing happened, they didn't die? This made Huang Zimo a little surprised, isn't it a dead spirit?

The front desk lady blushed and said, "Are you a plainclothes policeman?" ”

Huang Zimo bowed and returned: "Thank you." ”

The front desk lady pursed her lips and smiled, and returned: "No." “

After Huang Zimo left, a woman walked in at the door of the hotel.

The woman's figure is slender, her skin is better than snow, her eyes are like a pool of clear water, and when she looks forward to it, she has an elegant and noble temperament, but there is a sense of seduction in the cold arrogance and agility.

The front desk lady lowered her head and said respectfully, "Miss, you are here." “

The woman placed the big black umbrella next to the door and walked over gracefully, making a sound like a heavenly sound.

"What did that guy ask?"

The front desk lady replied truthfully: "The gentleman asked if anything unusual had happened to the hotel recently. “

The woman reminded: "This person and the person who travels with him are not ordinary people, and you are not allowed to show your feet." As for the one in the tomb below, you don't have to worry about it. ”

The front desk lady replied: "Yes miss. ”

The woman walked to the door and smiled slightly, gently picked up the big black umbrella, and instructed: "Don't forget, don't provoke those three people." ”

The front desk lady nodded cautiously. The woman left the gate.

At the same time, when Huang Zimo pushed the door in, he found that the lights were turned on inside.

Huang Yiping and Jiang Qingjiu even wore the same clothes as when they stayed in the hotel.

Jiang Sake asked curiously, "Where did you go just now?"

"I didn't go anywhere, I went around outside. ”

Huang Yiping shook his head with a smile and asked, "Zimo, did you find something outside the door?"

Jiang Sake added, "Just now we felt a strong breath, not far away. The aura emanating from that person's body will only be stronger than you and me, and it is much stronger, and the prohibition on my body has been restored, even if the three of us join forces, we may not be its opponents. ”

Huang Zimo let out a long sigh and explained: "When the knock on the door came out just now, I suspected that it was a necromancer, but later I found out that it was not, if it was a necromancer when I went out, I should have been followed." ”

Huang Yiping smiled and asked curiously, "Then why do you want to hide it from me and Brother Jiang." ”

"Brother Jiang is in a bad mood. The purpose of our trip is to find out whether Chen Yi has passed away, and I don't want Brother Jiang to worry about these trivial matters. Huang Zimo said very seriously.

Jiang Qingjiu sighed and said, "What did you see when you opened the door, and what happened downstairs just now?

Huang Zimo replied in a deep voice: "A woman in formal clothes, looking nervous, asked me for help. ”

"What's the content of the distress call?"

"Someone is going to kill her. ”

"Someone wants to kill her," Huang Yiping was a little puzzled, is it a resentful spirit that remains here after being murdered?" "It's not a dead spirit, it can only be a resentful spirit." ”

Jiang Qingjiu looked at the two of them, as if he suddenly remembered something, and said, "There is another possibility, what if it is someone who dies in a thousand years." ”

Huang Yiping patted his head and said, "Brother Jiang is talking about Yin Spirit." ”

"That's right. ”

Huang Zimo said: "Although it may not be impossible to have a yin spirit, the formation of a yin spirit often takes thousands of years or 10,000 years, and there will be this here." ”

After Huang Zimo finished speaking, he suddenly stopped, here, this is Xi'an, not western Sichuan. Xi'an, ancient Chang'an, its heritage is comparable to that of western Sichuan.

Jiang Qingjiu smiled reluctantly and said, "This is Xi'an, and there are many tombs of princes and nobles here. ”

"Brother Jiang is saying that the old man thousands of years ago turned into a yin spirit and came to knock on our door. ”

"Exactly. ”

"Why is she dressed in modern clothes, and why is he knocking on the door? ”

Jiang Qingjiu walked out of the window, looked at the person holding a big black umbrella standing on the roof of the building opposite, and said, "I'll ask that one about these." ”

The two of the Huang family quickly approached the window and saw a black figure in the heavy rain.

At this moment, the people on the tall building seemed to have discovered Jiang Qingjiu and them, she put away the black umbrella, jumped down from the tall building, and disappeared into the vast night.

Jiang Qingjiu smiled and said, "Fang Cai's qi should be exuded by this person, but we are being watched." ”

Huang Yiping said a little helplessly: "Brother Jiang, do you say that this person is related to that Yin Spirit?"

Jiang Qingjiu smiled lightly and said, "It doesn't matter if it matters, just ask and know." ”

Jiang Qingjiu sat slumped on the sofa, his hands formed a strange mudra, his left hand grabbed the wrist of his right hand, his right hand bent his ring finger and little finger, and his index and middle fingers stretched out to depict a series of Dharma seals in mid-air.

Huang Zimo looked a little excited when he saw the blue formation that was gradually forming in front of him, can he summon the Yin Spirit Formation at this time? I had only seen it in ancient books before, and I originally thought that this formation was lost, but I didn't expect to see this kind of formation in my lifetime.

A complex array of blue light formed between Ginger Sake's fingers. He let out a long sigh, this was only part of this formation, and he had to depict seven formations that were identical to it in order to be able to accurately summon the target Yin Spirit.