Qu Feng was generous, the owner said that he would have a treat at night, but the two went to a nearby restaurant to order a few dishes, and opened two bottles of wine, the owner of the store was drunk, Qu Feng had to take out his phone and call the proprietress, after the proprietress came, the big brother called extremely affectionately, and he was too lazy to count his husband, if he was replaced by a villain, maybe the store would be emptied at this time, even if there was monitoring, the loss of tens of thousands was ironclad.

After looking at the watch, Qu Feng helped the proprietress lock the door of the store, and then walked around the street, watching the pedestrians gradually decrease, while sneaking into the unfinished building, finding a corner to sit down, smoking leisurely, and waiting until midnight, Qu Feng came to the roof, overlooking the prince's mansion.

Suddenly a cold wind blew, Qu Feng sneered, and said lightly: "Ghosts have no shadows, eldest sister, you still need some tricks to pretend to be ghosts." ”

Qu Feng turned around with a smile, but found that there was no one behind him, so he couldn't help but smile faintly, and continued to watch the surrounding situation, and finally his eyes stopped on the artificial lake in the backyard of the prince's mansion, and observed for a while, then lowered his head and pondered for a while, then turned around and walked downstairs.

The building is pitch black, and the temperature in the northeast is still relatively low at this time, there is a little coolness in the middle of the night, the night wind whistles through the cracks in the building and blows into the building, very similar to the screaming sound of a ghost, this situation is easy to make people haunted thoughts, most of the rumors are not true, the facts have proved this, many haunted rumors are false, and the wind will not be afraid, as he himself said, the evil ghost still needs the wicked to grind, he himself feels that he is a wicked person, plus the art master is bold, Naturally, I won't believe this kind of rumor.

It's just that as soon as he reached the turning point of the stairs, a dead body dressed in white fell in front of him from the void, almost hitting him, his tongue sticking out of the elder, and his long hair covered his face, and he couldn't see anything at all.

"Isn't it boring? It's such a dark day, I can't see it if you stick your tongue into the sky, let alone a fake? Qu Feng laughed, reached out and pulled out the long tongue from the corpse's mouth, knocked it on the corpse's head, and continued downstairs.

A cold wind blew, and there was another white shadow floating with his feet half a foot above the ground, and he quickly floated towards Qu Feng, his body was still swinging back and forth with the night wind, his hands stretched forward, and his ten fingers were half a foot long, stretching straight out, thinking about Qu Feng's neck rushing in, and there was a terrible cry in his mouth.

Qu Feng snorted angrily, and the military thorn was held in his hand, and he drew a beautiful arc in the dark night and looked at the attacking white shadow, until now Qu Feng still didn't think that the two white shadows that appeared were ghosts, and he clearly noticed the breath of people on the roof of the building, but as for the shadow he himself said, there was no, because he was standing on the side at the time, where did he see the shadow, and he just focused on the situation inside the prince's mansion, and he didn't notice these details, and speaking was the role of crisis awareness.

The white shadow was slashed, but the military thorn was like a split in the air, there was no blood, and no objects fell, and the two arms were still attacking him, Qu Feng was startled and flashed to the side, but unexpectedly, the white shadow's movements were also extremely flexible, and he turned around and continued to pounce, Qu Feng stabbed more than a dozen times, but they all seemed to be stabbed in the air, which was extremely weird.

The white shadow screamed suspiciously, letting out a little girl's cry, her mouth opened and closed, and her cry condensed into a thin line, "Still...... I...... Life...... Come ......" With the issuance of this sentence, the white shadow pounced more rapidly and intensively, the frequency and speed were twice as fast as just now, and the wind stepped on the innate footwork, and the white shadow was entangled, but it was not like a grappling, but like an eagle catching a chicken.

Qu Feng was puzzled in his heart, a burst of green smoke would come out of Bai Ying's body from time to time, so that Qu Feng did not dare to touch Bai Ying's body, he was afraid that it was highly poisonous or something, and he was not afraid, but if he brought it back, it would be bad if the three girls could not resist, so he had to step on the innate footwork while avoiding it while thinking of a way.

Qu Feng fought and retreated, and slowly came to the second floor, the white shadow chased closely, and not long after, another white shadow joined the battle, and the previous white shadow, screaming in his mouth, ten fingers long, not afraid of the slashing of the military thorn, extremely weird, Qu Feng's innate footwork suddenly delayed a lot, not as smooth as just now, endangering the change, Qu Feng's superhuman talent was once again revealed, and the comprehension of innate footwork had a new understanding at the critical moment, or two steps in one, or three steps in one, and gradually Qu Feng entered the realm of selflessness, It's like the scene when you play against Sensei.

After the three steps in one, the style of music began to be four steps in one, I don't know how long it took, the style of music actually achieved seven steps in one, seven steps in one step, the innate forty-nine hexagram footwork was actually fused into seven steps by him, the mystery between the seven steps is endless, each step is a world of difference, will always appear in unexpected positions, so that the two white shadow screams become extremely poignant.

Completely immersed in the mystery of footwork in the style of music is deaf to this, the two white shadows as the object of practice, footwork more and more skillful, more and more mysterious exploration, suddenly, the wind of music heart moved, took a step out of order, seemed extremely embarrassed, can avoid the two white shadows of the attack, and then stepped on seven steps, every five minutes will step on the wrong step, the sky slowly brightened, the two white shadows gradually faded, and the style is still in its own care, until a ray of sunburst shines on the face, Qu Feng stopped at this time, looking at the messy footprints on the ground, Qu Feng happily volleyed a somersault.

"Haha, this evil ghost is really good, come to him at night to practice, and teach this set of footwork to his daughter-in-law when I go back." Qu Feng left happily, but he didn't notice that half a white shadow appeared in a shady corner on the second floor, and he spit out a red tongue a foot long at Qu Feng's back.

After returning to the hotel, Qu Feng told his own experience, everyone sat together and discussed for a long time and did not find the answer, although they don't believe that there are any ghosts in this world, especially the star machine, he is a celestial machine, and he naturally has a dabbling in Zhou Yi gossip, the mountains and rivers are the result of the movement of the earth's crust, although it is ethereal, but anything is possible, isn't there now an airplane and rockets, who would have thought of these thousands of years ago?

Qu Feng decided to go again at night, in addition to the run-in footwork and the idea of finding out the truth, if it is really a ghost, he also has a way to deal with it, if it is not a ghost but a fake person, then it has a lot to do with Ji Lin, Ji Lin should die, but finding the people of the Lin family before he dies can also make him go more comfortingly.

Sitting cross-legged on the sofa, the style of pranayama until noon, then he jumped up, pulled two big and one little three girls to teach the three girls the innate footwork that he fused, Xiao Jiu is the innate realm, and he learned this set of footwork in an afternoon before he took two steps, I don't know how many heels he fell in the middle, Xiao Yu is not even as good as Xiao Jiu, he didn't fall less, but he didn't learn a single step, because the posture is too awkward, like the first step, you need to rotate seven times in situ to step out to your right side, and it is the left foot to the right, This posture can be said to be awkward to the extreme, and the faster the better, relying on the inertia generated by the speed of rotation, quickly rotating seven times, ordinary people have long been dizzy.

But there is a little alternative, that is, Nannan, at this time Nannan is playing with the music style in bed, and at this time she can already take the third step, and the little girl who has been washed by the music style has shown a high talent at this time, and the child does not have many distractions in his heart, so learning new things is very fast.

After dinner, Qu Feng left, the three girls continued to learn footwork in the room, Xing Ji and Xing Yong pointed out beside them, they will be born footwork, this is naturally no stranger, but Qu Feng's ability to combine forty-nine steps into seven steps was taken aback, to their strength, this kind of footwork is already flashy, but it is very effective in the acquired or congenital or even the Lingtian realm, despite this, it is difficult for them to perceive the mystery, and what makes the two of them even more unexpected is that Qu Feng actually realized the next two steps, It has become sixty-three steps, one step less than Zhou Yi's sixty-four hexagrams, it is this step that coincides with the heavenly opportunity to leave a line in everything, and in the end, it is difficult for both of them to touch the corners of the wind!

Qu Feng first went to the cigarette hotel to see the shopkeeper, the shopkeeper's eyes were swollen, listless, seeing Qu Feng coming, he suddenly came to the spirit, pulling Qu Feng to fight for wine, the proprietress angrily reprimanded, he just died down, the proprietress went outside to ask for a few dishes, took a few bottles of beer and said: "You can only drink this today, just drink wine and talk, drinking too much is not good for your health." ”

"Sister-in-law is right." Qu Feng said with a smile: "Drinking too much wine hurts your body. In this way, the three of them drank some beer and chatted until ten o'clock, then Qu Feng got up to say goodbye, slipped to the Lin family's old house, and walked in.

As soon as I entered the first floor, I saw three white shadows, all of which were carrying a mourning stick, and the stick was covered with mist, obviously coated with poison.

After three loud roars, three white shadows pounced, and as soon as they came up, they forced Qu Feng to hurry, and several times they used lazy donkey rolling to avoid it, and after being entangled for a while, Qu Feng couldn't help but scold, ", what the hell are you guys him, you still know the Sancai formation?" Ghosts understand formations, just don't be a ghost, change to a person, the sun, moon and stars of the three talents, sooner or later they will be sunburned. ”

But it's useless to call, the attack is still the same, Qu Feng had to dodge while pondering his footwork, finally, the eighth step is completed, and the previous seven steps are crossed, the effect is not generally good, and then he barely fought with the three white shadows for a while.

The footwork became more and more perfect, and finally, Qu Feng began to try the ninth step, but he didn't know how to step out of the ninth step, and he didn't even realize that the weeping stick hit him would become broken and blurred.

The screaming sound became more and more poignant, and suddenly three white shadows danced out of a stick shadow, completely enclosing the space around the music style, and took a step in the panic of the unavoidable music style, and then it was a step in the chaos of this wilderness, which made his footwork mellow again, the first eight steps were directly connected with this step, connected from end to end, endlessly, after nine steps in a row, the music style was out of the blockade!

"Haha, you three-headed evil ghost, look at how I, a wicked man, grind you to death!" Qu Feng laughed happily, realized in the ninth step, he was one, no longer afraid of the three shadows, Qu Feng stepped on the footwork, took out a cigarette and lit it, went around behind a white shadow, kicked at the white shadow's buttocks, and then turned to the back of another white shadow, reached out and touched the buttocks, thighs and chests, a perverted look, dare to love him to treat these three female ghosts as peerless beauties, even if there is no real body, you have to flirt, gradually, the three white shadows seem to can't stand the obscene movements of the wind of the style, and gradually fade away, It's really not a houndrel and a villain, his actions are too obscene, it's just shameless.