"And you have one?" Jiang Futing's words sounded like he was asking him, but at the same time as he finished speaking, he only heard a click, and the branch that he was holding with his other hand was broken by him without hesitation.

Mei Jibeipi took it with a smile: "You're polite, you're polite, or I'll call some ghost servants to accompany you." ”

Jiang Futing grinned the corners of his mouth and turned the branch: "I'm a quiet person, so I won't bother with the resources in the Zhao Mansion." ”

Mei Jibei changed his submissiveness when he came, and some sharp edges began to flow out of his words:

"Brother Jiang said something, the person who came is a guest, and naturally respects the guest, not to mention that there is no telling when there will be chaos in the city, there are two powerful ghost servants waiting, if something goes wrong, it is better to protect it for the time being."

Jiang Futing naturally didn't believe his inconsistent rhetoric, and said in his heart: Wait for something to go wrong, so you can stab me to death with a knife.

Mei Jibei was quite anxious, and he hadn't been here for long, so he was in a hurry to insert eyeliner by his side.

He was not in a hurry to break it, and temporarily accepted this 'kindness': "Then it will be tiring." ”

Mei Jibei shook the bell, and a black mist dispersed from the bell like a cloud of smoke.

In a moment, the wind suddenly swept from a distance, and two tall black shadows quickly fell in front of him.

Different faces and bodies faintly emerged as the black mist dissipated.

Judging from the iron-clad aura and proud posture of the two ghosts, they don't look like ordinary ghost servants, but more like specially trained secret guards, hiding in the designated place of the Zhao Mansion and sticking to it day and night.

Jiang Futing was immediately more sure that in case of an accident, these people would definitely stab themselves to death first.

Mei Jibei raised his back, and it was rare to be in a serious position: "Lord Jiang is a distinguished guest I personally invited back!" You two must take good care of it! ”

He bit the word "care" and threatened: "If something goes wrong, I will ask you two questions when the time comes!" Do you understand? ”

The two ghosts responded in unison: "Yes!" ”

So when Jiang Futing returned to the hospital, there were two more oil bottles behind him that couldn't be shaken off.

Fortunately, the two oil bottles were quite dutifully 'taking care' of themselves, and a pair of eyes fell on themselves for a moment, afraid that they would fly away under their noses, so that they didn't even say anything and act beyond the norm, more than ten times stronger than Mei Jibei, a guy who chattered for the sake of performance.

This is a blessing in disguise.

Jiang Futing's heart was depressed, but he also tried to comfort himself, and when he walked outside the door, he found that the two ghosts were still following him, as if they were going to follow the house.

He stopped, turned around, and looked at them indifferently: "I'm a little tired. ”

Under normal circumstances, the vast majority of people should know the implication when they hear this: I am tired, I need to rest, I want to sleep.

It's just that these two ghosts are worthy of special training, and he doesn't take the ordinary road of generosity, but has to take a different path.

The moment they heard this, the two of them just moved their eyes, looking ahead at each other like a board of wood.

Jiang Futing almost laughed angrily, and suddenly remembered that Bai Tang was so shameless that he had no bottom line when he encountered this kind of thing, and then casually tilted his body, leaned against the door frame, and said solemnly: "I want to sleep, do you want to watch or accompany?" ”

Two ghosts: "??? ”

Jiang Futing continued: "But I'm sleepwalking, if I do something I shouldn't do······

Before he finished speaking, the two ghosts immediately took a step back, consciously moved to the door, and became doormen.

Jiang Futing glanced at them, walked in leisurely and closed the door.

Anyway, this place in the underworld is not his permanent residence, and he has not considered the issue of establishing his own image.

He untied the cloth bag, and Luo Zhiqiu immediately jumped out like a monkey.

Jiang Futing took the lead

One step covered his mouth, threw a seal to seal the door, and added an enchantment to the room, and then let go.

Luo Zhiqiu, as a ghost who was obviously out of breath, was still covered with his head swollen, his face was red, and he began to pant heavily.

He raised his hand with difficulty, and was about to point at Jiang Futing in pain, but at the moment when the latter's knife-like eyes almost chopped off his hand, he immediately took it back.

Then he changed his words and said, "I'll go!" If you hadn't come, I'd have died there! Oh my God! I almost died there at the thought of it, I'm going to die right now! ”

Jiang Futing: "If you don't speak well, I still have time to fulfill you now." ”

"No! No! Luo Zhiqiu was so frightened that his back was cold, and his hair exploded like a cactus.

He floated to the table and took a hard breath of the incense he had lit, only to ease himself a little from the thrilling situation just now.

"Why don't you use my power to lend you?" Jiang Futing saw that he was still a little apprehensive, and he no longer bluffed him, and his tone softened slightly.

Luo Zhiqiu had already recovered his strength, but his brain was still a little confused, and blurted out: "Isn't it easy to attract people's eyes and ears in the Zhao Mansion, besides, I see that person is so much more powerful than me, I think it's too wasteful to use it, so it's better to save some." ”

After he finished speaking, he laughed, and carefully touched his chest, feeling the sense of security brought to him by the treasure inside.

Jiang Futing's eyes couldn't bear to rip at his body: "Do you know that if you are caught, they can also find me according to the contract on your body." ”

"I ······" Luo Zhiqiu reacted slowly, his heartless smile suddenly stiffened, and he said weakly: "I know······"

Fortunately, it didn't cause too serious consequences, not to mention that the matter is important now.

Jiang Li hasn't come out yet, and Zhao Cheng obviously doesn't know about this vision, so he can't take advantage of their current time to completely turn things around.

Jiang Futing didn't bother to care about these mistakes with him, and sat down at the table: "How did you find out by him." ”

Luo Zhiqiu saw Jiang Futing sit down, and he was not polite, and sat on his knees opposite.

He pinched his fingers hard, and what had just happened not only made him a little afraid, but even a little shocked.

His throat seemed to be a little dried up by the excessive consumption just now, and his eyes were unconsciously red, and he said word by word: "Mei Jibei!" ”

"When I came back from outside, I was going to report to you directly, but when I passed by the path, I happened to see him a little sneaky, and he acted very carefully, and even the ghost servants in the house were on guard, so I followed."

"I went around all the way, and I didn't expect the Zhao Mansion to be so big, and finally came to an abandoned courtyard, oh, that courtyard is just behind the utility house, that place looks a little dilapidated, I didn't expect that there are a lot of ghost servants guarded, I am naturally curious about what is in there, so I secretly hide and see."

"As soon as he opened the door, I saw him take out a bell!" Luo Zhiqiu was suddenly extremely excited when he said this, and slammed the table.

Jiang Futing frowned and reminded: "If you don't have money to pay, don't destroy other people's things." So what's going on with the bell? ”

He saw that Mei Jibei didn't shy away from using it several times in front of him, indeed, he didn't know what it was for?

summoned Zhao Cheng once, and specially summoned two oil bottles for himself.

At the moment, it seems to be a summoning spirit.

Wait a minute!

Summoning the Spirit!

Jiang Futing's eyes widened slightly, and a thought suddenly popped into his mind.

Luo Zhiqiu's hand was still a little stiff on the table, and seeing that the table was fine, he said the thought that had just sprung up in Jiang Futing's heart: "That bell is only qualified to be owned by the inner disciples of the Immortal Sect, the last time you told me that he was from the Shangqing Sect, I felt that something was weird." ”

"People are so decent and decent, how can they become like a shrinking turtle at a critical moment, everyone is noble and would rather die than give in!"

He didn't blush and panted, as if he was not an immortal sect person, and he even wanted to tear the skin of the immortal sect on his body.

"Actually, I didn't believe it at first, I still deceived myself, is there too many magic weapons in the world, there will always be a time to bump money. Outcome! ”

Luo Zhiqiu was stunned suddenly, and said indignantly: "After he entered, I didn't know what he was doing anyway, the moment the power was scattered, I recognized it, this breath of yin and yang is the handiwork of the Immortal Sect!" ”

After hearing this, Jiang Futing completely quieted down, and pondered carefully: "If he is from the Immortal Sect, then where did he get the door number of the Shangqing Sect?" ”

Luo Zhiqiu was shut up by this soul problem, he didn't see it, how could he know.

Jiang Futing stared at the blank paper on the table, and suddenly asked, "How long has he been in it?" ”

"It's okay." Luo Zhiqiu thought for a while: "It's not short and it's not long······ It looks like about ten minutes. ”

Jiang Futing sifted all the possibilities in his mind one by one.

It is obviously impossible to hide things, after all, it is better to hide really important things than to hide them, and Luo Zhiqiu also said that since he is also an inner disciple, he must also have something like a space bag.

Enchantments and formations cannot be arranged in the house.

Judging from the current development of the situation, it is only possible to meet who and what to talk about.

Jiang Futing's fingertips lightly scraped on the table: "How is the situation in the city?" ”

Luo Zhiqiu was angry at the mention of this, so he used both hands and slapped the table again, shaking the things on the table together.

Jiang Futing stared at his hand silently: I'm afraid I don't want this pair anymore.

Luo Zhiqiu vented his anger enough, immediately withdrew it, pretended to have done nothing, and continued to be indignant: "Don't mention it, everyone in the city has been brainwashed by Zhao Cheng's fucking guy!" ”

As he spoke, he took another deep breath of the incense on the side: "This is to raise the people of the city as arrows!" Now the people outside are eager for Zhao to rebel, and the whole city unanimously feels that the distribution of resources in the prefecture is unfair, and their poor life is caused by the leaders of the upper level of the prefecture because of regional prejudice, especially ······"

When Luo Zhiqiu said this, he gave Jiang Futing a special look, and hesitated: "Bai Tang." ”

The moment these two words blurted out, the temperature in the entire room dropped rapidly.

"What else?" Jiang Futing asked coldly.

"And ······" Luo Zhiqiu secretly paid attention to his eyes, thinking about whether it was important to report truthfully, or to avoid the resentment of his boss.

In the end, at Jiang Futing's glance, the villain in his heart immediately turned against him, and reported carefully: "Said that if Bai Tang and they dare to come, they will take him down with their own hands and go to the city lord to receive the reward." ”

Jiang Futing suddenly smiled.

Luo Zhiqiu was blinded by his smile, not handsome, but pierced, and by the way, sympathized with the ghost people in the city for two seconds, no more.

To be honest, he didn't know where this group of people got their confidence, and they actually thought that they could win god-level players.

The so-called rabble is to integrate into the group, and they are willing to lose their IQ and become brain-dead.

These brain-dead are empty of blood, and have no basic logical ability, judgment, and thinking ability.

What's even more terrifying is that this kind of brain disease spreads very quickly, like a virus, it explodes when thrown and finally coalesces together.

Under the blindness of the mighty momentum, he thought that he had gathered the strength of the masses, and he really had the ability to turn the sky upside down.

However, the essential problem is that one brain-dead is brain-dead, and a hundred brain-dead are still brain-dead······

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