"Whoa...... Whoop ......"

Outside the door, there was a sudden sound of chains dragging on the concrete floor, and the faint sound of footsteps was clearly transmitted to the ears of everyone in the room through the thick copper door.

The sound of chains dragging became clearer, and the sound of footsteps grew from far to near, and finally disappeared outside the door.

Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly wiped the hand holding the sofa between his forehead and eyebrows, and the three eyes between the eyebrows of the Yin and Yang Heavenly Master suddenly opened.

He looked out the door, and faintly saw a figure wearing a tall hat standing in a violently steaming gray mist. In the figure's right hand, he held a thick chain, which drooped slightly, and at the other end seemed to be tied to a crouching beast.

"Squeak!"

With a soft sound, the closed door slowly opened, and the reflection outside the door fell on the floor of the room, swaying incessantly.

The temperature in the house had dropped to the point where it was almost freezing, and Zhang Xiaoluo looked back at Shi Shengnan. Shi Shengnan didn't seem to be able to stand the low temperature, he was already curled up, his body trembling violently, and his pretty face shrouded in green light also had a somewhat hideous color.

The bodyguards standing everywhere in the house have already been like mud, slumped on the ground one by one, and they don't know whether they are alive or dead. On the contrary, Wang Xian and Gao Yaoyao, except for a little embarrassment, did not seem to be greatly affected.

"Xiaoxian, Brother Song has come to see you......"

A voice that seemed to come from the underworld floated in from outside the door, and with the sound of the brass bells that had been connected at the door, the figure at the door stepped in.

Dressed in purple, with a hat more than two feet high, and a miserable white face, it was the mysterious man who was at the door of the operating room, looking at Zhang Xiaoluo from afar.

"Takamatsu?"

Zhang Xiaoluo was still sitting on the sofa, he looked up and down at the man at the door for a while, and suddenly asked.

"Not bad! I'm Gao Song, and we're meeting again, Yin Yang Heavenly Master! ”

As he spoke, Gao Song reached out and tore off the copper bell behind the door, waved his hand and threw it out the door, and then pulled the chain in his hand hard, and the black shadow tied to the other end of the chain was dragged into the door.

With long loose hair, limbs on the ground, and thick chains around her neck, she is actually a female ghost who is tied like a pet dog! The female ghost seemed to be extremely afraid of Takamatsu, and while trembling slightly, she lowered her head and licked Takamatsu's feet.

"Takamatsu! You dare to imprison the ghost! You ......"

The world has passed away, turned into a wild ghost, before crossing the Nai He Bridge, before entering the underworld, the Onmyoji can drive it away, destroy it, but not imprison it! Only the ghosts of the underworld are qualified to imprison ghosts, this is the iron law of the underworld! Even if you are a Da Luo Jin Immortal, you can let the evil ghosts fly away, and you are not qualified to be imprisoned. Imprisoning ghosts without permission is tantamount to arguing with the entire underworld!

Zhang Xiaoluo finally understood why Gao Song chose to appear tonight. On the day of Halloween, a hundred ghosts walk at night, and the ghosts of the underworld are not allowed.

"What about the prisoners? Onmyoji, I once said that I don't want to be the enemy of Yin and Yang, you are here tonight, just to be a witness! ”

Gao Song said, and slowly sat on the back of the female ghost who was lying on all fours, with an expressionless white grimace, and looked at Wang Xian, who was looking at him in a daze.

"Xiaoxian, I haven't seen Brother Song for many years, so I don't have anything to say to me?"

Gao Song stretched out a long tongue with a forked tip, like a snake letter, licked the blood-red lips, the corners of his mouth curved in a strange arc, and asked Wang Xian coldly.

"Brother Song, I ...... It was me who was wrong! It was my momentary negligence that put our product into the clinic without waiting for the approval to be completed, but ...... If it weren't for Yuan Yincheng, we wouldn't have lost so badly! Songgo ......"

Wang Xian's eyes showed a look of horror, looking at Gao Song, who was sitting on the back of the female ghost, and stammered to explain.

"Xiaoxian, Yuan Yincheng is hateful, so he died, including his wife! What about you? Do you think you can't be hated? Damn it? ”

Gao Song stared at Wang Xian coldly, and the yin qi on his body became heavier and heavier. Wang Xian looked towards Zhang Xiaoluo, but saw that Zhang Xiaoluo was still sitting on the sofa, motionless.

"When things came out, someone had to come out and take the blame! You just got married to Jiang Meng at the time, I miss you and my husband and wife, I would rather jump off the building by myself than save you, the little brother who has been with me for many years! You promised me to help me take care of my wife and daughter, I have already given you half of the company, why do you still have to bear me! ”

Gao Song's cold voice suddenly raised, and the furniture placed in the hall shook and staggered, and it was a mess.

"You took care of my wife to bed! Kill him after coaxing the company! You...... You ended up marrying my daughter! Wang Xian, I asked myself if I was sorry for you! Have you ever been worthy of me! ”

Gao Song's long snake-like tongue suddenly stretched out more than a zhang long, tightly wrapped around Wang Xian's neck, and slowly lifted Wang Xian off the ground.

Looking at Wang Xian's face that was getting redder and redder, Gao Yaoyao suddenly hugged Wang Xian's waist, crying and turning her head to look at her father in purple.

"Dad! Don't kill him! Please! Father! He...... He's my husband! ”

Gao Song looked at his daughter, who had already cried into tears, and let out bursts of angry roars from his mouth, but finally let go and threw Wang Xian on the floor.

"Kill him? I haven't given him the gift I have carefully prepared for him, how can I be willing to kill him? Xiaoxian, come and see who this is! ”

Takamatsu's pale face twisted, and he reached out and grabbed the female ghost's messy hair underneath him, revealing the female ghost's grim face.

Wang Xian glanced at the familiar face of the female ghost, Zhang Xiaoluo also looked at the female ghost, and even Shi Shengnan, who was trembling violently on the side, raised his eyes and looked at the face of the female ghost.

"Also, Wang Xian, I went to scare your exclusive andrologist a little! Ha ha! Isn't it nice to find someone to bump into your wife, who is pregnant with your own flesh and blood? Ha ha! ”

"Nope! Takamatsu! Kill me! ”

Wang Xian suddenly roared in pain at Gao Song like crazy, with a thick look of remorse in his eyes. The female ghost who was chained around her neck and fell on all fours was Wang Xian's ex-wife Jiang Meng. Her lower abdomen was still bulging high.

Gao Song looked at Wang Xian, who was like crazy, and a gloomy laugh came out of his mouth.

"Onmyoji, I'll tell you now, why do I dare to imprison ghosts!"

Gao Song slowly turned his gaze from Wang Xian's body to Zhang Xiaoluo, and looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, who was squinting at him.

Jiang Meng was unwilling to die in vain, she wanted to kill Yuan Yincheng, but Yuan Yincheng was full of evil qi and made her unable to get close. In the end, she found me and made a ghost wish, if I can make Yuan Yincheng worse than dead, she will be my slave forever! Therefore, even if Hades blames, she can only be punished, and it has nothing to do with me! ”

"You are not a person of yin and yang, let alone the difference between the underworld! You took the ghost wish in vain, and what do you think of me as yin and yang? ”

Zhang Xiaoluo's right hand was taken out of his arms, and the canopy ruler was already held in his hand.

"You are a little Yin Yang Heavenly Master, and you are not a bitter master, so you are not worthy of being questioned here!"

Gao Song glanced at Zhang Xiaoluo's third glance between his eyebrows and the canopy ruler in his hand, and his words were full of mockery.

"He is not a bitter master, what about me?"

Shi Shengnan, who had been sitting next to him silently, suddenly asked, and his voice was full of resentment.

Shi Shengnan raised his head slowly, and the face in a police uniform with a miserable green face was actually Yuan Yincheng, who committed suicide.