Bai Xuanzhi walked to the edge of the bed and probed Yang Li's breath, without breathing at all. He frowned www.biquge.info didn't say a word. Suddenly, there were words in his mouth, and a cyan flame ignited in the palm of his hand. His hand floated in mid-air, slowly sweeping over Yang Li's body, and suddenly his brows tightened. Yang Li's soul is gone. How is it possible? Bai Xuanzhi was puzzled. Could it be that the little ghost escaped from the formation? But why didn't he feel it at all, could it be that he had invisibly fallen into someone's elaborate trap? He didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Could it be someone from Brahma Pavilion? Perhaps, that little ghost has a little connection with Brahma Pavilion, such an analysis, everything seems to have some leaders, but it doesn't seem to be very clear, what went wrong? Bai Xuanzhi was sad, a lot of thoughts appeared in his mind, he didn't even understand why he had these strange thoughts, it's just that this is an intuition, his intuition will not lie to him, at least for so many years, his intuition has not been wrong. This time, he wished his instincts were wrong.

When I saw Bai Xuanzhi's expression, I probably guessed a rough idea. Is it far from over, or is this just the beginning? Did the people of Brahma Pavilion do it? But why did they do this? I looked at Bai Xuanzhi, although I had a lot of questions to ask, but when the words came to my mouth, I swallowed hard. Zhang Lin, who was on the side, was anxious, and he asked anxiously: "How is it? Did you find anything unusual?" Director Zhang's face was sad, he wanted to speak and stopped, his lips squirmed a few times, and he opened it, but he didn't make any sound. Perhaps, he didn't know how to ask. He was a highly educated man, and if someone told him that there were ghosts in this world before him, he would have laughed at him. Has anyone ever seen a ghost? These are purely the nonsense of the ancients, and until now, he has believed it! 100 percent of it! After so many things, he has to believe it. And at this moment, Yang Li lost his breath for no reason, he couldn't think of any scientific explanation, the only thing he could think of was that Yang Li was hooked by a ghost.

Bai Xuanzhi shook his head lightly, and said uncertainly: Yang Li's soul is gone, her situation is different from that of Long Long, to tell you the truth, I don't have a score in my heart about her situation. Now, I'm going to see if the imp is gone, and everything is clear!

Zhang Lin interjected: I'll go with you, don't worry, I'll wait for you outside, I don't want to go into that kind of terrifying place again.

Bai Xuanzhi smiled, did not refute, and nodded. He was still thinking about how to get over it, and now all the problems were solved.

The two of them quickly left. The rest of the people were full of sorrow. No one wants to break the heavy silence, and perhaps the silence is too unacceptable. The most innocent is Long Long, he lost his mother all of a sudden, and at this age when he needs maternal love, he is the most pitiful.

Bai Xuanzhi looked at the little ghost in the formation, that little ghost was always there. Could it be that he was thinking too much? But why did he always feel that something was wrong, and he couldn't say why something was wrong? He glanced left and right, pondering, and after half a sound, a thought flashed through his mind. He didn't think too much, he recited a few incomprehensible incantations in his mouth, and the formation disappeared immediately, along with the little ghost, who became a puppet and lay quietly on the ground, motionless, as if lying on the corpse of a giant. Bai Xuanzhi instantly understood, so there was a reasonable explanation for the matter, it turned out that he had been trapped in the game, and he was the 'puppet'.

In this way, the imp has long since escaped, or the imp has never appeared in the first place, and from beginning to end, it has always been the substitute for the imp. However, he couldn't figure it out, why did the people of Brahma Pavilion go to such lengths to ask for Yang Li's soul? Could there be any ulterior secrets in this? The more he thought about it, the more confused Bai Xuanzhi's mind became, and he found that he couldn't figure it out more and more. What exactly does Brahma Pavilion want to do?

When Zhang Lin saw the appearance of Bai Xuanzhi with a blank face, he couldn't help but shudder in his heart. It seems that this matter is complicated. Thinking of this, Zhang Lin's heart couldn't help but feel worried, even Bai Xuanzhi couldn't solve it, then he really couldn't help it.

In Yang Li's house, a group of people sat quietly.

No one wants to break this rare silence. After a series of explanations by Director Zhang, Yang Li's adoptive parents also began to believe in the fact that Yang Li's soul was taken by the little ghost. Perhaps, they have lived for so long and have already seen through something. They patiently listened to Director Zhang's reasoning, although this matter seemed a little funny from Director Zhang's mouth, but they still believed it after all. Now what they hope most is that Yang Li can live safely, which is more important than everything. Yang Li has experienced enough suffering, and this kind of thing that is more painful than depriving her life is not something that people can bear. They took a deep breath and sat quietly, their eyes staring at the scenery outside, not knowing what they were thinking. After being stunned for a long time, they recovered. When I looked back at them, I could barely squeeze out a smile, and suddenly, I felt that they were getting a lot older, and I don't know if it was my delusion, I felt that their gray hair had increased a lot. Maybe it's really as a poem says, sad and white-headed.

After a while, Zhang Lin and Bai Xuanzhi came back, and as soon as they saw their expressions, they knew that things were not going well. Director Zhang collapsed on the sofa, staring blankly ahead, looking dull. He's really tired! Facing so many changes, people can't bear it. Zhang Lin couldn't hold back his anger anymore, he punched the wall, and after a while, he was there, and he didn't even feel pain when his hand was swollen.

The light is dim. The cramped space is crowded with shadows, and the horror of the unknown is on the verge of breaking out. Zhang Lin walked out, took out a cigarette, and smoked. After smoking a cigarette, he pulled out another cigarette as if the cycle was repeating. It's been a long time since I've seen him smoke, so he must be really upset. Also, a person like Zhang Lin who values love and righteousness, in the face of acquaintances leaving one after another, he is really panicked in his heart.

He extinguished the cigarette butt and let the hot wind hit his face, and he felt hot, not cool. Director Zhang also walked to Zhang Lin's side, asked for a cigarette, and smoked it desperately. He coughed a few times from time to time, presumably because he was not used to the smell of tobacco, but he wanted to use tobacco to anesthetize his numb heart. Yes, they are silent, bored, and even overwhelmed. Looking at their sad backs, somehow, my heart welled up with infinite sorrow. But what can I do? I looked at Bai Xuanzhi, and he shook his head at me, indicating that he didn't know what to do.