Qin Ming couldn't sleep, his heart couldn't be calm for a long time, and all in front of him were pictures of Zhou Zixuan's bruises all over his body!

Qin Ming took a deep breath, trying his best to calm down in his heart, his eyes narrowed slightly, "It seems that I have to work harder to cultivate and step up to improve my strength! I must also establish my own power as soon as possible!" Qin Ming's eyes were determined, and he made a decision in his heart.

Qin Ming picked up his mobile phone and began to search for a suitable house on the Internet, he wanted to form his own forces!

"Hey, is it Mr. Fang, the seller of the Fang family's ancient mansion?" Qin Ming dialed the phone.

"Hey...... Who's calling!" Mr. Fang was lying on the bed on the other side of the phone and was woken up by the ringing of his mobile phone, and said in a rather impatient tone, he was dreaming of spring!

"Hello Mr. Fang, I plan to buy your ancient mansion so that we can take a look at the mansion together? Listening to the sound should disturb your sweet dreams, I'm sorry! Then you can rest!" Qin Ming said and hung up the phone, planning to browse the Internet again to see if there were any other suitable houses.

As soon as Qin Ming clicked on the web page, the phone vibrated and a call came in.

Qin Ming fixed his eyes and saw that it was Mr. Fang just now, and pressed the answer button.

"Hey, hello sir, hehe, I just woke up, a little blindfolded, look at the house, right? I have time now!" Mr. Fang sat on the bed on the other end of the phone, no longer sleepy, and said excitedly. But...... His eyes are dark circles, and his face is haggard!

"Well, then let's go now, see you in the ancient mansion!" Qin Ming responded.

Hanging up the phone, Qin Ming put on a black and white checkered shirt and black slacks, went downstairs, and called a taxi to drive towards the Fang family's ancient mansion......

The Fangjia Ancient Mansion is some distance from the center of Jincheng, but the location is not too biased, and it is half an hour's drive from the city center to the Fangjia Ancient Mansion.

"Master driver, this is it, stop the car!"

"Okay!"

Qin Ming got out of the taxi, and in front of him was an ancient courtyard house, the two red painted iron doors at the door of the house were tightly closed, the paint on the door was bright red, slightly uneven folds, and the door was locked with an iron lock, which was a little rusty. There is a pitch-black plaque on the top of the door, and above the plaque is slightly twisted and written four large crimson characters "Fang Family Ancient House".

Qin Ming frowned, his eyes narrowed slightly......

"Hello, you're Mr. Qin, aren't you?I'm sorry, I'm late!" Mr. Fang got out of the taxi, saw Qin Ming, guessed that it was the buyer, Mr. Qin, and hurriedly apologized.

Qin Ming turned around and saw that Mr. Fang was wearing a red shirt and black slacks, with a thin figure, a haggard face, dark circles under his eyes, and a dark and dark appearance.

"Huh?" Qin Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, this Fang family's ancient mansion is not simple......

"Well, hello, I'm Mr. Qin. Qin Ming replied.

"Huh...... Mr. Qin, let's take a look at the house together!" Mr. Fang said and came to the red-lacquered iron door, took out the key, and twisted it back and forth for a long time before opening the iron lock.

Qin Ming followed Mr. Fang into the mansion......

"Whew!"

A gust of yin wind blew in their faces, blowing on Qin Ming and Mr. Fang's faces.

Qin Ming frowned, his eyes staring at the main room of the mansion like a torch.

Mr. Fang beside Qin Ming was full of obsession and intoxication!

"Mr. Fang!" Qin Ming said sharply.

"Huh?" Mr. Fang's heart froze, and suddenly a spirit suddenly stirred, and he came back to his senses, with a trace of intoxication in his eyes......

"Mr. Qin, I'll take you to the side room to have a look. Mr. Fang said.

"Hmm...... It's good. Qin Ming nodded slightly.

Mr. Fang and Qin Ming visited the four side houses, which were nothing special, classical Chinese style.

"Mr. Fang, you see...... This house is almost over, are you still satisfied?" Mr. Fang said.

"Mr. Fang, we only looked at the side room, but the door of this main room is closed, and we haven't seen it!" Qin Ming said with a slight narrowing of his eyes.

"This ...... Okay!Mr. Qin, please follow me!" Mr. Fang's face was embarrassed, and he made a decision for a long time.

Qin Ming followed Mr. Fang to the door of the main room, Mr. Fang put his right hand on the door, his eyes were hesitant, and he gritted his teeth and pushed the door open......

There is nothing special in the main room, it is a typical courtyard Chinese decoration style, the room is very clean, and the tables, chairs and wardrobes are spotless.

"Hehe, how long has it been since Mr. Fang came to the main room?" Qin Ming asked with a smile, his eyes narrowing slightly.

"Hmm...... I haven't been to the main house for more than half a year, and the door is usually closed, and no one comes in. Mr. Fang hesitated for a moment and explained.

"Huh?" Qin Ming's eyes were Lingran, no one had entered the main room for more than half a year, so why didn't there be a little dust in this room?!

Who cleaned that room?!Qin Ming frowned, and suddenly felt a gust of wind......

"Mr. Fang, you are ...... in the main house"

"Huh...... Hehehe!"

Qin Ming turned his head to look at Mr. Fang beside him, staring at one place with a dull gaze, hehe smirked!

Qin Ming quietly operated his spiritual power, and looked in the direction of Mr. Fang's gaze, his essence flashed, "Yin and Yang are divided, Qiankun is nine turns, Yin and Yang eyes, open!"

A woman in red was wearing a cloak, her eyes were abrupt and straight staring at Qin Ming!

The left half of the woman's face in red is pink and fair, and the right half of her face is covered by long hair......

A gust of wind blew, the long hair was lifted, and the right half of the face was blurred with flesh and blood, full of maggots and wriggling!

Devil in red!

"Now that you are dead, you should be reincarnated?!Why do you stay in the world and harm others!" Qin Ming's eyes were like torches.

"Boom...... Stinky Daoist, it has nothing to do with you, don't meddle with things!" The red-clothed ghost sneered with his eyeballs.

"Since I have met, then how can I, Qin Ming, do nothing?! If you go to the underworld to receive the punishment now, I can not blame the past, otherwise I will beat you to death!" Qin Ming said with a Ling Ran gaze.

"Hmph! Stinky Taoist, there is no distinction between right and wrong, obviously he can't resist the beauty, and I have sucked his essence! What does it have to do with me!"

"Don't quibble, Mr. Fang is a mortal, so he was bewitched by you! Now there is only half a life left!" Qin Ming's eyes were cold.

"So what?!Stinky Taoist, I want to see how good you are!" The red-clothed ghost grinned, and the maggots on the right half of his face slipped to his mouth, and he was swallowed by the red-clothed ghost.

The red-clothed ghost flew up and pounced on Qin Ming, his slender red nails were sharp and grabbed at Qin Ming fiercely!

Qin Ming's body was running wildly, his legs were painted with Tai Chi, his right hand covered the ground, and his left hand pointed to the sky, "Dragon Fist Volume 2 First Style, Golden Dragon Punishment Evil!"

"Roar!"

With a dragon groan, the golden dragon in Qin Ming's left hand suddenly appeared! In an instant, Qin Ming's left hand turned into a fist and blasted towards the red-clothed ghost!

"Ahh......h

The red-clothed ghost was pierced by the golden dragon through the hall!

"Stinky Daoist, even if I am a ghost, I won't let you go!ah......" The red-clothed ghost howled wildly, and maggots on the right side of his face sizzled, exuding a burnt smell.

"Without half enlightenment, you are now a ghost, but you can't be a second ghost!" Qin Ming said sharply with a cold gaze.

"Bang!"

The body of the red-clothed ghost exploded, and it instantly turned into a little starlight and disappeared!

"Mr. Fang, wake up!" Qin Ming turned his back and said sharply.

Behind Qin Ming, where the red-clothed ghost disappeared, a blood-red maggot quietly approached Qin Ming......