"Whew...... Shout! ”

His chest was heaving violently, and the middle-aged man sitting in front of the computer was breathing rapidly, and his bloodless face was a pair of frightened eyes, as if he had just experienced something terrible.

How many times has this been in a state of chaos? He didn't dare to think about it, the messy stack of tails and Taoist robes at the head of the bed indicated that the owner of this room was a Taoist priest who practiced at home.

He trembled and took out a cigarette, but the cigarette was not lit and was crushed in his hand, and the cigarette fell to the ground like dust without a sound.

The blue-white moonlight that shone in from the edge of the undrawn curtains reflected the glass of wine in front of the table, which was as white as the blood of a dead man, and the mouth of the glass was glowing with a suffocating light.

I don't know how long it took for the middle-aged man to regain his composure, roll up his sweat-soaked sleeves with trembling fingers, type quickly on the keyboard, and after a while, he finished writing an email, and with a click of the mouse, the computer showed that the email had been successfully sent. When all this was done, he let out a long breath, as if he had completed an important task.

The night was darker, the fluorescent lamps went out without warning, the sturdy computer desktop magically rippled, and when the ripples disappeared, a figure appeared on the transparent watery table.

At the first sight of this illusory ghost, the middle-aged man's shoulders trembled violently. The terrifying sound of a heartbeat came from within the body, and it resonated with what was buried in the deepest part of the body.

Inexplicable fear, all the time trembling instinctively, as if the ghost was a more terrifying existence than any monster.

In the line of sight, the ghost figure was quietly wandering away, and the computer desk was back to normal, but the middle-aged man felt that something cold behind him was approaching behind him.

Looking back, a silver glow like an ice blade shimmered in the corner. The ghost figure stood proudly, the outline of its body clearly visible, and a faint miasma shrouded its body.

Finally, the ghost took a step towards the middle-aged man, his steps heavy but firm.

"Don't ...... Stay back! Please! The middle-aged man's almost pleading voice was scattered in the small room, and it was swallowed up in the blink of an eye.

The ghost still walked towards him, without the slightest hint of flinching.

The middle-aged man jumped to his feet and desperately reached out his hand to grasp the tail that was placed next to the pillow. He thought about the incantation, but his throat seemed to freeze and tremble, and he couldn't say a word.

The ghost came to a halt just a step away, and blood began to flow from his black hair, splashing onto the middle-aged man's face, blurring his eyes.

"You killed me, pay for your life! Fight for your life! "The ghost's voice is as cold as snowflakes drifting in winter.

"Help!" The middle-aged man finally shouted, clenching his hand, as white as rice paper.

There was a sharp knock on the door outside, but inside it flowed like water, and the ghost stood across the unbreakable barrier, staring at the middle-aged man and disappearing into the darkness with a deep lament.

At the same time, there was a screeching sound of heavy objects falling to the ground.

When the strange sound fell silent, everything went back to the way it was.

The tail in the middle-aged man's hand fell weakly to the ground, and he collapsed on the chair.

"Death! Fight for your life! The soul-stirring sound of a life-threatening cry rang in his ears again, but there was nothing unusual in the room.

"It's not me, it's not me!"

In extreme fear, the middle-aged man lifted the glass of red wine on the table and drank it down......

"Bang!" The locked door was slammed open by his son, and he was horrified to see his father fall to the ground, bleeding to death. The glass had been shattered, and the remaining red wine was "poofing" white smoke on the floor.

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A gust of cold wind blew in through the half-open window, making people feel slightly cold, Ding Xiaolan shrunk her neck, got up and closed the window tightly and sat back down.

Lao Wu was sleeping on the sofa with a drunken face, Qi Lu was browsing the news of the day in front of the computer, everything was so calm, Ding Xiaolan suddenly had an inexplicable melancholy welling up in his heart.

I have been working in Qilu's company for almost a month, and my life is very easy, and I can even describe it as leisurely. There has always been nothing to do, just like Lao Wu said, her daily job is to clean and occasionally help everyone buy a few box lunches.

"Hey, Mr. Qi, when will you teach me spells?"

"It's not time yet."

It was the same answer again, and Ding Xiaolan was impatient to hear it.

Qi Lu saw her unhappy look, so he asked, "Have you finished reading all the scriptures I gave you?" ”

"I've read it early, my uncle has shown it to me since I was a child, and I have memorized it very well."

"Then why didn't Uncle Chen teach you spells?"

"He said that I was still young, and it was not yet time to cultivate." Ding Xiaolan suddenly found that her uncle's tone was so similar to Qi Lu, and she couldn't help but feel a touch of red fly on her cheeks.

"Huh." Qi Lu laughed as she expected, "Then what are you anxious about!" Work with me with peace of mind, and the monthly salary is a little less anyway. ”

Seeing that Ding Xiaolan still had a bitter gourd face, Qi Lu Zhengse said: "Even if I teach you the charm now, when it comes to actually dealing with ghosts, the talisman you drew and the spell you read will have no effect on it." ”

Ding Xiaolan exclaimed: "Why? ”

This is hard for beginners to explain. For example, when you recite a mantra, you don't just have to talk about it, you have to let go of all distractions, you have to downplay yourself, you have to become one with your surroundings, you have to be one with the mantra. ”

Qi Lu paused for a moment and said: "This is only the first step, it is still far from success, some steps Master can't speak, you can only slowly understand it yourself, and even have to explore in the long-term experience of supernatural events, until you completely comprehend its mysteries, the mantra you chant will have a benefit." If I really want to say a truth, I can only send you four words, and my heart is the same. ”

"It's so troublesome!" Although there was a little complaint on his lips, Ding Xiaolan had already memorized the four words Qi Lu said in his heart.

In Ding Xiaolan's eyes, she did feel a little disgusted with the kind of gentlemanly habits that Qi Lu revealed from time to time, but after the supernatural incident in the funeral home, Qi Lu could say that she had a life-saving grace for herself, plus Ding Xiaolan had always respected her uncle, and she believed that her uncle's vision of people would never be wrong, so now even if she is prejudiced against Qi Lu, she does not want to be disobedient on the surface.

"Don't be discouraged, it took me a long time to get the hang of using talismans and spells."

"I'm afraid I'm too stupid to learn in my life." Ding Xiaolan was a little discouraged.

"The old saying doesn't say that there is nothing difficult in the world, but I am afraid of those who have a heart! I believe that your future cultivation is still above mine. Qi Lu paused for a moment, then turned around and said, "There was once a person who was the smartest and most aura person I have ever met, but unfortunately, he refused to learn any spells until he died. ”

"Why wouldn't he learn spells?" Ding Xiaolan couldn't help but be curious.

"I can't teach him a single spell at all, on the contrary, I've learned a lot of things from him that I never had before." Qi Lu answered the question.

"He's your friend?"

"Yes, a friend who lives and dies, if he were still alive......"

Ding Xiaolan originally wanted to continue asking, but when she saw that Qi Lu's eyes were as dark as fireflies, she knew that he remembered the past that he didn't want to recall, so she had to keep silent.

In the office, the atmosphere was silent for a while, like a river with thousands of sails over, which made people feel lonely in vain.

The two of them were silent like this, until Qi Lu suddenly screamed "ah" in a loud fuss.

"Mr. Qi, what's wrong?" Ding Xiaolan's eyebrows frowned slightly.

"It's okay, I got an email. I haven't logged in to Penguin to chat with beautiful women for a few days, and someone has emailed me. As he spoke, Qi Lu had regained his former expression.

"Spam, huh?" Ding Xiaolan really couldn't understand how people who were almost thirty years old sometimes behaved like children.

"No, it was sent by a friend of mine." Qi Road's complexion sank, "He is a homely Taoist like Uncle Chen, not the kind of cheating money outside." ”

"Oh?" Ding Xiaolan's heart moved, and she got up and came to Qi Lu.

"His name is Ye Xuanzhi, and he is a descendant of the Maoshan faction. I usually try to avoid meeting with me, and I am reluctant to give me my mobile phone number, so why do you suddenly take the initiative to contact me? Qi Lu said as he clicked on the email.

The email was only a few short sentences: Things have not been going well recently, evil things are riddled and unable to extricate themselves, and I hope my brother can come to the house to talk about it.

Ding Xiaolan grinned, "What age is it, sending a letter is so literary." ”

Qi Lu also responded to her with a smile: "His personality is a little eccentric, but he does have some real skills, especially in using talismans to whip the hundred ghosts, he can be said to be the best in the Maoshan faction." ”

"That's a master, is it better than you?"

"Yes, he ......" Qi Lu suddenly froze, his eyes began to blur, and his thoughts seemed to fly into the distance.

"What do you think?"

"That's not right, he has never missed a trick in subduing demons and catching ghosts, how can he be disturbed by evil things?"

"It looks like he's really in big trouble, maybe he's a big monster." Ding Xiaolan also realized that something was wrong.

"Yes, the beauty is reasonable, maybe the old demon of Montenegro is fighting with him for Nie Xiaoqian."

"Huh?" Ding Xiaolan was stunned, and in a blink of an eye, she saw Qi Lu smiling evilly, and instantly understood that he was joking again.

"I said, can you be serious?" Ding Xiaolan was unhappy again.

"Alright, alright, I'll get down to business now." Qi Lu was busy in front of the computer.

"Hey, what are you booking train tickets for?"

"Go to Ye Xuanzhi's house, it's rare for him to look up to me, how can I not give him face. But how many tickets do I have to book? Qi Lu raised his head and looked at Ding Xiaolan.

"Two is enough, I'll stay in the company to prevent thieves from visiting." Lao Wu, who had been sleeping on the sofa, suddenly got up and said to Qi Lu with a smile.

"Can you be more shameless?" Qi Lu knew that his old cowardice had been committed again.

"You can't say that." Lao Wu took a sip of wine and said: "You and Ye Xuanzhi join forces, no matter how powerful the demons and monsters are, they have to retreat for three points, why should I join in this fun." ”

Qi Lu asked him rhetorically: "What if we can't deal with it?" ”

"Then even if you add me, it's a death sentence." Lao Wu said calmly, as if this matter had nothing to do with him from beginning to end.

"Are you going or not?" Qi Lu had no choice but to turn his head and ask Ding Xiaolan.

"Go, why don't you go on a business trip at public expense?"

"Okay, you just stay in the company, don't give me a drink and make a mistake." After Qi Lu finished talking to Lao Wu, he ordered two train tickets online.

Finally something was done, Ding Xiaolan felt very comfortable, and she didn't realize the seriousness of the matter at all.