Fang Dalei stood there thinking quietly, the others didn't dare to come out of the atmosphere, suddenly, he thought of a question, walked quickly to the wall calendar, took out a pen, and said to the nurse: "If my guess is not wrong, you must have slept more than once." You come and mark me on the calendar when you slept on the night shift, remember, be sure to mark it truthfully! ”

Hearing this, the nurses nodded, stepped forward to take the pen, recalled it carefully, and recorded the date they slept on the night shift on the wall calendar.

After Fang Dalei took the wall calendar and compared it repeatedly, he showed a smile: "Hmph! As I expected! By the way, did you all feel a cold wind before you went to bed? ”

"yes, how do you know? I also said that the doors and windows of this room are closed, and even the air conditioner is not turned on. One of the nurses nodded.

"Okay, I see, thank you, you go down, there's nothing to do with you here." Fang Dalei nodded.

When the three of them heard this, they didn't talk much, asked what the situation was, and withdrew directly, working for a wealthy family must have this kind of awareness, don't ask what you shouldn't ask, know more, but it's not good.

In fact, Fang Dalei didn't tell them the truth, it was not a cold wind at all, but a yin wind, which was brought by the appearance of evil ghosts during the foundation building period. This is the result of Fang Dalei's analysis based on the yin qi in Zhuang Jing's body and various signs, this ghost thing should be a demon in the foundation building period.

When they fell asleep, it was completely the devil's trouble, and they probably didn't want others to find out, so they used a small ** trick to let them sleep until dawn.

And they are also particular about the time they sleep on the night shift, it is to fall asleep once every seven days, which is the maximum time that yin qi can exist in Zhuang Jing's body, if it exceeds this time, Zhuang Jing will hang.

This confirmed Fang Dalei's conjecture in front of him, someone deliberately woke Zhuang Jing up and fainted in a seven-day cycle.

It's just that Fang Dalei didn't figure out what this evil ghost's method was for, was it for the treasure in the mouth of Wang Ma? But Fang Da Lei didn't sense any treasures in this house?

Also, there should be more than just one evil ghost, because Wang Ma heard the sound of the quarrel, and the sound was not solemn, which means that there should be two unknown creatures here.

The reason for saying that the unknown creature is because one of them, Fang Da Lei, can be confirmed to be a demon, and the other one is difficult to say, and the relationship between these two creatures is not easy to define.

"There are still three days until their next arrival, and it looks like I have to prepare for these three days!" Fang Dalei said to himself.

"Master, is there a problem that can't be solved?" Zhuang Bifan asked cautiously.

"It's not a big problem, don't worry, by the way, I'll live in this room from today onwards, you can add me a small bed, give me three days, and I'll give you an explanation." Fang Dalei commanded.

Zhuang Bisi and Zhuang Bi Kun were already frightened by Fang Dalei in a trance, wishing that Fang Dalei would be here for a long time, so they hurriedly ordered Wang Ma to add a bed to Fang Dalei.

In the next three days, Fang Dalei was busy clearing Zhuang Jing of the remaining yin qi in his body, and at the same time continued to draw all kinds of useful runes.

It's pitiful to say, Fang Dalei, as a monk in the Qi cultivation period, is a magic weapon, he doesn't even have a magic weapon, and the only thing to rely on against the enemy is the Fu Lu he draws.

There is a flying sword, which is left over from the origin of the original chapter, and the condition is not bad, and the magic weapon-level flying sword is as sharp as mud.

The problem is that this thing is not good-looking or not, if you want to control the flying sword, at least you must be able to release true qi, right? How else do you control the flying sword? This is the foundation building period.

Cultivators in the Qi cultivation period, if they want to use external objects, they can only use some lower-level magic weapons except for Fu Lu. It's like playing an online game, what level uses what, good things are good, you can see it, you can only watch it, you can only watch it and do it in a hurry.

In ancient times, magic weapons were easy to find, and they were not worth much, and any cultivator could refine them with those heavenly and earthly treasures, but in this era of the end of the law, the disciples of the major sects did not necessarily have good magic weapons in their hands, let alone magic weapons.

There is no magic weapon left over from the origin of that chapter except for the flying sword, let alone the magic weapon, Fang Dalei is now full of red fruit fruits all over his body, and he doesn't draw more talismans to come out, and he hits half of it, so he can really only use the flying sword as a machete and go up to cut people. In fact, being able to leave a magic weapon-level flying sword is already Fang Da Lei's shit luck, this thing is now like a giant panda.

Three days passed in a flash, and after Fang Dalei's unremitting efforts, on the morning of the third day, he finally succeeded in removing the last trace of xenomorph yin qi in Zhuang Jing's body that did not belong to him.

After pasting a calming talisman on him, Zhuang Jing finally woke up leisurely.

"Where am I?" Zhuang Jing, who was struggling to adapt to the scene in front of her, asked hoarsely.

"Dad, you're at home, in your bedroom!" The third sister, Zhuang Yuchen, saw her father wake up, and she always revealed the emotional side of a woman, and two lines of excited tears flowed down her eyes.

"It's San'er! This time Dad woke up thanks to you! Zhuang Jing raised her hand hard and touched Zhuang Yuchen's hair.

"Dad, it's all the credit of my little brother that you can wake up this time, and it was he who invited Mr. Fang to wake you up." Zhuang Yuchen didn't dare to take credit, and pushed his younger brother Zhuang Bifan out.

"Hehe, Dad, it's good if you're awake, I don't dare to ask for credit. It's thanks to Uncle Liang that he moved Master Fang to help you wake you up. The little brother Zhuang Bifan scratched his scalp and said with a smile. The Uncle Liang in his mouth is naturally Liang Xiaoen.

Who knew that Zhuang Jing didn't pay attention to him at all, just looked at Fang Dalei quietly. The strange man in front of him felt very strange to himself.

I have seen countless high-ranking officials, wealthy businessmen, and many people who are full of momentum, but this is the first time I have seen someone like Fang Dalei.

How to say it, the momentum on his body does not give people the feeling of domineering, not chic, and nothing else, but gives people a feeling of freedom and ease.

It's like getting rid of the shackles of the world, the feeling of heaven and earth being left to their own devices, otherworldly, and this feeling of freedom seems to have a hint of majesty in it, which is really a strange feeling.

Zhuang Jing knew that the young man in front of him was really a master.

Zhuang Jing's feeling is not wrong, Fang Dalei is the kind of person who is dissolute by nature and does not like restraint, otherwise he would not have opened a detective agency by himself and worked for himself.

Now that he has become a cultivator, he looks at these chaotic things in the world more lightly, of course, he has three otherworldly tastes, and even though he is a trainee of Lord Yama, he also has a trace of the majesty of Lord Yama, which is naturally unspeakably expensive.

Fang Dalei saw Zhuang Jing staring at him, a little surprised: "What do I have to look at, and I am not a beauty, it stands to reason that you have just woken up, you should be allowed to rest, but I am in a hurry, I have something I want to ask you, so that I can deal with some things that will happen, I don't know if Mr. Zhuang has any problems?" ”

Zhuang Jing shook his head: "No problem, in this way, Yuchen, you help me sit up, and then you can go out, and I will talk to Mr. Fang alone." Remember to hang up the phone to your Uncle Liang, help me thank him, and I will come to thank him in person when I get better. ”

After Zhuang Yuchen did so, Zhuang Jing didn't give the other sons a chance to speak, and directly waved them out. Zhuang Jing has always said everything at home, and no one dares not to listen to his words. In an instant, there were only two people left in the bedroom, Fang Dalei and himself.