Murong Hong was blocked out of the door, looking at the door, he shook his head, sighed, and sat down by the wall, staring blankly at the empty aisle.

"This damn Huang Pinwen actually used my body, he must have occupied Sister Li, and Sister Li now completely believes his nonsense. Mom, Huang Pinwen, are you using my body? It's over, it's over, my first brother's body, it's broken. ”

Thinking of this, Murong Hong's mouth was flattened, like a little girl who was bullied.

It turns out that the most important thing for this cultivator is the treasure essence, that is, the essence in the body is the treasure, and it is not lightly discharged. If it is a little bit of Yuanyang's unleaked child's body, he can quickly open up the second vein of Rendu, cultivate into the body of Xiao Zhoutian, or even cultivate into a divine body.

Although Murong Hong has opened up Xiao Zhoutian, he has not yet cultivated into a divine body. At this time, what he was most afraid of was that the essence would be lost. However, his body is occupied by Huang Pingwen, and now he lives in the same room with a beautiful woman, needless to say, he is not

Have a good time Sister Li? In this way, can you still keep your essence?

There is another point that Murong Hong is more worried about, that is: if Huang Pinwen and Sister Li are hey, I am afraid that Sister Li will be entangled with herself. In this way, he must marry Sister Li.

But, I just think of her as my sister, this, how can this be? Won't I have a chance to find another woman in the future? Huang Pinwen, you, you really killed someone!

Thinking of this, Murong Hong let out a long sigh. For the first time, he felt a sense of sadness: his own destiny was now not in his hands, but in the hands of another man.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a chill in his body.

There was another wind in the corridor, and the wind was blowing on Murong Hong's exposed shoulders, and it was cold.

However, Murong Hong smelled a fragrance of jasmine in this wind.

Jasmine? How can there be jasmine here?

Murong Hong was stunned for a moment and looked forward.

In the hallway, something like white confetti fell down.

"Huh?" Murong Hong stood up and walked towards the confetti.

When I looked closer, it wasn't confetti, but fragments of petals. He picked it up and found that it was the petals of the jasmine, and the smell of the jasmine that he had just smelled was wafting on them.

In this corridor, there are jasmine petals? What's going on?

Murong Hong clearly remembered that when he came just now, he didn't see these petals. These petals, no doubt, were blown by this gust of wind.

Suddenly, he felt a little cold on his body again, which was quite a bad feeling.

Could it be that the ghost of the female ghost has reappeared?

Murong Hong closed his eyes, and his luck was concentrated between his eyebrows. He wasn't sure if his new body would be able to use the Heavenly Eye, after all, it wasn't his own.

However, after closing his eyes for a while, he felt that the place between his eyebrows began to flutter again, and then, a round and burning, shiny thing, began to flicker.

Great, the eye of the sky can be used.

Murong Hong opened his eyes and stared at the Heavenly Eye.

However, when he looked at it with the eyes of heaven, he fell to the ground in fright.

A pale face, right in front of him. This face is much paler than Magnolia's face.

"Ah, ghost, female ghost!" Murong Hong screamed.

"You, can you see me?" Unexpectedly, the female ghost also spoke.

"Yes, I'm a demon exorcist." Murong Hong got up from the ground and plucked up his courage, "I sue you, I'm not afraid of you, don't try to scare me." ”

"Hey!" The female ghost sighed.

"Why haven't you been here all this time? Are you staying in room 1305? Murong Hong asked.

He is not speaking with his mouth, but with ventriloquism, talking to the other person.

"yes." The female ghost nodded.

Murong Hong took a closer look, although this female ghost was pale, she still looked pretty good. Come to think of it, she must have been a beauty when she was alive.

"You, you're the jasmine, aren't you? The female writer who wrote the prose? Murong Hong asked.

"You, how do you know?" The female ghost asked rhetorically, looking nervous and surprised.

"Because I've read your collection of essays, and you said in that essay on Jasmine: You live in the Jiahuayuan community, and someone brings you jasmine every morning, right?"

"Huh?" This female ghost, that is, "Jasmine" was stunned, "You know everything?" ”

"It turns out that you really are the jasmine."

"I, my real name is not Jasmine, my name is Molly."

"Jasmine? Isn't that the same as jasmine? ”

"No, I'm Mo Chou's Mo, beautiful Li."

"Mochou is also beautiful, quite a good name." Murong Hong nodded, "How did you die?" ”

"I don't know."

"What? You wouldn't know? Murong Hong was stunned.

"yes. That night, I was writing at home when I suddenly smelled the scent of jasmine. You know, I love the scent of this flower, but there were no jasmine flowers in my room that day. As soon as I smelled this jasmine, I felt a little strange. I turned back, but somehow I fainted. The female ghost named Molly said, "When I wake up, I, I find myself a ghost." That's when I realized I was dead. ”

"Huh? So, what about your body? You don't see your body. ”

"yes, when I became a ghost, I found out, I found that I couldn't find my body." Molly shook her head, "It's like, it's like my body has been stolen." ”

"Stealing the body?" Murong Hong's brain suddenly buzzed.

That night, he was also attacked by a ghost in this corridor, and the ghost rushed into his body, which was actually Huang Pinwen's body and drove Murong Hong's soul out. The ghost itself attached to Huang Pinwen's body and ran away, which caused Murong Hong's soul to float around, with nowhere to settle down, and finally had to throw himself into this Qi Ruyun's body.

Why is this Mo Li's body gone? Could it be that she was also stolen from her body? Could it be that the ghost too?

A ghost that can drive the soul of a big living person out of his body is definitely not comparable to Molly, a ghost who has just died. It seems that in this building, it's not just Mo Li's ghost, in addition to her, there is also another ghost with high mana here! But who is that guy?

"Could it be that your body was cremated?"

"Well, that's unlikely." Molly shook her head, "I'm living here alone, who will come into my house?" ”

"Huh? You, you don't have a boyfriend, huh? I thought you were with your boyfriend. ”

"No, I'm still single and don't have a boyfriend." Molly shook her head.

"Then, whose phone number is on the note on the door?"

"Oh, that phone number, it's my landlord's."

"Huh? Landlord's? ”

"Yes, after I died, I couldn't find my body, so I had to come and wander every night." Molly sighed faintly, "Later, I found out that the house was locked. I guess the landlord moved my things and locked the door. ”

"This, what's going on? Didn't he rent the house to you? How can you move something without your consent? ”

"I don't know. Probably, he saw that I wasn't there, thought I was missing, and wanted to rent out the house, right? ”

"But this house isn't rented out at all? Until now, it was empty, with only a few broken tables and chairs and a broken bed. Didn't you go in and see it? ”

"Nope." Molly shook her head, "I can't get in." ”

"What? Can't you get in? You're a ghost, why can't you get in? ”

"I don't know, but I just can't get through that door. I just stayed outside the door, hoping that one day, someone would open it for me. Mo Li said, "I remember that there were still a lot of my things in it, computers, desks, and a bunch of manuscripts, so the landlord would have moved them away, right?" “

"Won't it?" Murong Hong frowned, "You can't get in?" How is this possible? Can ghosts penetrate walls? Why don't you have this feature? ”

"I just don't have the skills." Mo Li sighed, "This sister, since you can see me, then you can simply help me open the door and let me in, okay?" ”

"That's fine." Murong Hong nodded, "However, I don't have a key." I can open the door without a key, but that's not a good idea, and I'm afraid your landlord will be angry. ”

"It's okay, you can help me once."

"Okay then." Murong Hong nodded.

"Thank you."

Suddenly, the female ghost vanished.

"Molly, Molly, where have you been?" Murong Hong shouted.

However, he never saw the female ghost again, and he couldn't even smell the scent of jasmine in the air.

Murong Hong lowered his head again, but saw that there were still jasmine petals on the ground.

Suddenly, a large broom swept up to him, sweeping away the petals that were less than half a meter from his feet.

Murong Hong was stunned for a moment, raised his head, but saw an old man sweeping the floor in the corridor with a broom.

"Hey, uncle, you're a new hygienist?" Murong Hong was stunned, "Isn't it that aunt?" Why did it change to you again? No, this shouldn't be the time to sweep the floor? ”

The old man did not look up, nor did he answer his question, but swept the petals into the dustpan without saying a word.

"Uncle, why don't you speak?" Murong Hong asked.

But the old man remained silent.

What a weird old man!

Murong Hong simply didn't pay attention to the old man, but turned his head and wanted to find a wire to open the door of room 1305.

"What are you doing?" The old man spoke suddenly.

Murong Hong was stunned for a moment, turned his head, and looked at the old man.

But when he saw it, he was startled.

I saw that the old man's right eye was only a black Chiron left, and there was no eyeball in it, but his only left eye was shining with a sharp light. On second look, the old man's left foot was gone, and underneath it was a prosthetic leg.

Dare to love that this old man is a disabled person who is blind in one eye and has a broken leg?

This building is the same, how can you hire a disabled old man to do the cleaning? It turns out that where did the brother's able-bodied aunt go?

"I, I didn't do anything. I, I'm going home. Murong Hong said with a smile.

"Home? Is this your home? The old man looked at Murong Hong very sternly.

"Why isn't it my house? That's what I rented here, and this is, of course, my home. Murong Hong puffed up his chest.

He didn't want to be discovered: he was a thief who was about to break in.

"Hmph, you rent here, why don't I know?" The old man snorted coldly.

"Why should I let you know? You're a new sweeper, aren't you? Of course didn't know I lived here. ”

"Well, let me ask you, who is your landlord, do you know?" The old man continued, and the voice was cold.

"My landlord?" Murong Hong's eyes rolled, "He, he went abroad, so he handed me the key to the house." “

"Really? Little girl, this is a lie, but it's not good. The old man was still staring at Murong Hong.

The sharp gaze in his left eye made Murong Hong a little worried.

Why didn't this old man's other eye come about? Could it be that he, like Jin Sanye, was beaten down? What about that leg, and how did it break off?