"Your landlord doesn't seem to have a good temper, does he often bully you?" Jiang Chuan carried a marijuana bag in his hand.

Although the environment here is a little bad, but the bumps along the way finally came to an end, Jiang Chuan was thinking about trying the food of the Jade Country, who knew that he was disturbed by this fierce man.

He carried this sack all the way, and it was the scientific sect materials brought out from Taoyuan Country, and he was carrying a hemp bag in rags, which looked like a rag picker.

The contents of the sack are not to be underestimated, and Scientology is not a place to spread peace and love.

At this time, Jiang Chuan was about to open the door with a sack with a tired face.

"Don't open it!" Cuicui has no money, and the rent will definitely not be paid.

As soon as Cuicui's words fell, the door was opened by Jiang Chuan.

A big man with a meaty face opened his belly and viciously grabbed the door panel with his hands to prevent them from closing the door again: "Wang Cuihua! If you don't pay back the rent, bring me so many people who don't care about it! Do you want to collect waste products from my house? Always in arrears of rent, and want to turn my house into a garbage dump? Hurry up and pay the money and let you go away! Otherwise, I will ...... you."

A poor brother opened the sack in his hand, and a pile of severed hands and feet popped out of it.

"Ahh

"Someone, call the police!" cried the landlord.

Cuicui didn't want to go to the police station, if she just returned to the Jade Country, the group would be locked in, locked up for ten or eight years, and when she came out, the demon clan might all unify the universe.

Everyone looked at Cuicui, who was usually timid in amazement, and she quickly picked up a rag and stuffed it into the landlord's mouth.

The big man wanted to run away again, and he wanted to take out the rag in his mouth, but after a little slowness, he was dragged into the door by a hand. All he heard was the door slamming shut, and for a moment he thought his life was threatened.

I saw that the big man didn't know where to get the courage, stood up in the pile of limbs, he looked at the few people in front of him viciously, and put on a desperate posture.

"Well, you seem to have misunderstood something. Cuicui was anxious to explain something, but she couldn't control Jiang Chuan, Jiang Chuan's movements were too fast, and everyone didn't expect things to develop to this point.

"Uncle, don't get me wrong, these severed limbs are not dead, they are alive. Jiang Chuan said cheaply.

As soon as he finished speaking, the severed limbs wriggled on the ground, fingers curled up and approached the landlord in a crawling motion, while the feet stood up out of thin air like normal people, and a head rolled out of the sack with a kind smile on their faces......

The landlord lay on the door in despair, trembling to open the door, but his hand kept slipping off the doorknob because he was so nervous.

At this moment, he felt a force in his pants, and he looked out of his corner to see a head biting the leg of his pants, which was looking at him with curious eyes.

"What the hell—"

"Uncle, the rent will be handed over to you within three days, and we will maintain your house, please don't interfere with our lives. If you agree to our terms, we'll let you go. Jiang Chuan said with a smile.

"Promise to let me go, don't kill me!"

Inside, Wang Jiuguang, who was wearing a mask, poked his head out faintly from behind Jiang Chuan, and there was a place on his head that was concave, and his red coat was even dripping blood: "Can you let him go? What if he talks nonsense?"

The smell of blood crept into the landlord's lungs, and he rolled his eyes and finally passed out.

Jiang Chuan looked at the people on the ground speechlessly, and complained: "Brother Jiuguang, what are you doing? What can I do now?"

Cuicui didn't expect it to become such a situation at all, although this landlord has a poisonous tongue on weekdays, and he is still a little disgusted with the poor and loves the rich, but he is not bad enough to encounter such a fright.

"I feel like we should take him to the hospital. ”

"No, I don't. ”

As soon as Cuicui made this suggestion, she was rejected by Leng Shu.

"I've seen it, the qi in this person's body is still there, and with my usual experience of beating people, he will wake up soon. ”

"I think it's better to send him home, and when he wakes up in bed, he'll think it's just a dream. "The advice of the mask is very idealistic.

"And what if he doesn't?"

"If you don't think so, it doesn't matter, as long as he can't produce evidence, ordinary people won't believe this kind of thing. ”

Everyone felt that what Meng Yan said made sense.

Meng Yan fought to carry the landlord on his back, and he wanted to do something to integrate into the team as soon as possible.

"The landlord lives downstairs from me, 203. ”

Standing at the door of 203, Jiang Chuan took out the door key from the landlord's pocket, and everyone entered the landlord's house.

Since the room type was the same as Cuicui's house, everyone quickly found the bedroom and threw the landlord on the bed.

Qu Qing stopped suddenly, as if sensing something: "There is a faint demonic aura here. ”

"I'm aware of it, too. Little Red chimed in.

They searched the room and finally stopped in front of a seemingly ordinary closet.

When the closet was opened, the crowd found that there were no clothes inside, but an idol of the god was enshrined.

"I've never seen this idol before. ”

The statue is very unclear, even somewhat abstract, and can only be vaguely seen as a man's body, with a pointed chin and slender eyes. It's nothing more than a clay statue without any carvings. With the economic level of the landlord, it is obviously unreasonable to buy such a simple clay statue to worship.

"You call this a idol?" Qu said lightly, and Xiaohong smiled beside her.

"So what is this? Is the landlord part of a cult?"

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a noise somewhere in the house, like the sound of a child slapping a ball.

"The landlord doesn't seem to have children. ”

Qu Qing didn't speak this time, just smiled and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

"If there's someone else in this room, we should come and see it when we come in!" Cuicui realized something was wrong.

The sound of slapping the ball was getting closer and closer, and Cuicui hugged the urn in her hand tightly.

It's time to the living room.

It's in the hallway.

It's at the door!

The bedroom door was closed, and the sound of the ball was just outside the door, but there was no rush to get in.

I only heard the constant sound outside the door, Cuicui bent down on the premise of holding the urn, and looked out from under the crack in the door......

When she got up, her face turned pale.

"What is it?" Meng Yan was a little curious.

"I saw a small leather ball bouncing on its own, and there was no one around...... No, someone, no, no one, that's a shadow. ”

"Is that the man standing by? So his shadow was cast on the ground. ”

"The shadow was perpendicular to the crack in the door, as if someone was leaning over and slapping the ball, but I couldn't see his feet. That is, the man was standing on the wall. ”