In the lobby on the first floor of the villa, there were broken shovels, brooms and other construction tools, as well as a wheelbarrow that had fallen to the ground and was missing wheels. Slightly intact bricks and tiles have been removed by nearby villagers, leaving only piles of rubble on the ground.

"Click!"

There was a crisp sound under Zhang Xiaoluo's feet, and a tile was accidentally broken into two by him, and the crisp cracking sound was extremely harsh in the gloomy villa.

Suddenly, a faint flame appeared in front of Zhang Xiaoluo. Zhang Xiaoluo lit a match, approached the flame, lit a cigarette in his mouth, and took a heavy puff. Then he slowly exhaled the smoke in his lungs, and the flickering cigarette butts shone on Zhang Xiaoluo's calm and delicate face, showing a bit of a demonic color.

Zhang Xiaoluo smoked a cigarette while slowly walking down the spiraling staircase at the corner of the hall on the first floor towards the second floor. The second floor was just as messy as the lobby, except for the extra rooms piled up with cement and gravel. The cement had solidified, and a large wooden sieve was placed on it, pressing the cement into regular square pieces.

Zhang Xiaoluo searched room by room, room by room. A huge rat suddenly burst out of the darkness of the room, and quickly fled towards the darkness in the distance, but accidentally fell headlong from the unfinished staircase on the second floor, and after a few "squeaks", no movement came out.

Unable to find what he was looking for on the second floor, Zhang Xiaoluo finally set his sights on the spiral staircase leading to the top of the third floor at the corner of the second floor. The staircase was pitch black, like a beast with its mouth wide open, ready to devour everything that came its way.

"Doing business is about integrity!"

Zhang Xiaoluo suddenly whispered, as if to himself and to others. He put the cigarette in his finger between his lips again, took a gentle puff, and walked up the steps to the third floor.

The layout of the third floor is similar to that of the hall on the first floor, which is also a spacious hall. Zhang Xiaoluo stood at the staircase on the third floor, looking at a gray figure in the dark corner of the corner.

He raised his hand slightly, and bounced out the cigarette that was still half left in his hand towards the second floor, and the burning red cigarette butt drew a sleek arc in the air, and fell heavily into the darkness of the second floor, slowly extinguishing.

Zhang Xiaoluo walked towards the figure in the corner step by step, and only stopped when he was about three feet away from the figure.

"Why did you imprison him?"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the familiar hospital gown in the corner, with a complicated look in his eyes, and asked softly.

"My child! He's my child! Don't rob my kids! ”

A voice with endless resentment came from the corner, and the gray figure in the corner slowly raised its head. A pale face, a high bulging belly, and blood gushing from the abdomen.

"He's my client!"

Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the boy who was tightly held in his arms by the female ghost and wore a red jacket. The boy lay limply in the arms of the female ghost as if he were asleep. Looking at this scene, a sour feeling surged in his heart inexplicably.

"He's my child! You don't want to take him again! Yes! ”

The female ghost suddenly screamed bitterly, and the black hair on her head instantly turned blood red, as if she had just been fished out of the blood water, and drops of dark red blood dripped from the tips of her hair, suspended in the air, and spun rapidly.

"If you don't let him go, it will prevent him from reincarnating, and it will only make him a lonely ghost, and as his resentment increases, he will eventually turn into a powerful ghost!"

Zhang Xiaoluo said as he slowly leaned towards the female ghost, slowly stretched out his arm, and stretched out to the ghost boy in the female ghost's arms.

"I hate my husband who didn't return for a long time, I hate the quack doctor who operated on me! I hate you even more! You could have saved my child, but you watched him get taken away! I hate you! I'm going to kill you all! I want to avenge my children! ”

As the female ghost in the hospital gown whispered lowly, from the ground of the villa area, puffs of black smoke slowly rose, drifted into the third floor of the villa, and was absorbed into the body by the female ghost.

Seeing that the anger on the female ghost was getting heavier and heavier, Zhang Xiaoluo didn't dare to hesitate any longer, and once again approached the sleeping ghost boy with one hand, and quietly reached into his arms with the other hand, and took out a stack of small rusty copper coins.

The copper coin was strung together by a red thread, and it emitted a faint yellow halo in the dark villa.

Just when Zhang Xiaoluo was about to come into contact with the ghost boy in the female ghost's arms, the female ghost suddenly raised her head, and her eyes were full of resentment. Her bloody, slimy blood-colored hair suddenly lengthened, and she stabbed Zhang Xiaoluo in the chest.

The copper coin in Zhang Xiaoluo's hand was shocked, and it had turned into a small money sword, and the red silk thread was located in the center, running through the entire money sword. Zhang Xiaoluo held the money sword in his right hand, stretched out two fingers in his left hand, and quickly slashed over the money sword body, and the money sword suddenly burst into gold.

Zhang Xiaoluo swung his sword to cut off the blood-colored long hair that attacked, and took a step forward, and the money sword stabbed straight towards the woman's chest. The woman roared angrily, took a step back, flashed into the shadows of the corner, and vanished.

The temperature in the villa dropped rapidly, and in the blink of an eye a thin layer of ice had formed on the windowsill. Zhang Xiaoluo looked at the darkness in the room and simply closed his eyes.

An extremely cold wind suddenly blew from behind him, but he didn't look back, and with a flip of his wrist, the money sword had passed through his armpit.

A scream came out, and the money sword passed through the left chest of the female ghost who appeared. The resentment in the female ghost's eyes was even stronger, and she stretched out a white ghost claw and grabbed at the money sword. As soon as the ghost claw touched the money sword, it was like touching boiling oil, and white smoke rose up. The female ghost was pierced through the chest by the money sword, and struggled in pain in place, but could not move a single bit.

Zhang Xiaoluo turned his head, opened his eyes and looked at the female ghost who was struggling and roaring in pain, and sighed softly. The money sword was inserted deeper and deeper, and finally it seemed to penetrate the female ghost's body.

At this moment, the sleeping ghost boy in the female ghost's arms suddenly opened his eyes, he looked at Zhang Xiaoluo resentfully, and his black bare feet suddenly lifted up and kicked Zhang Xiaoluo in the chest.

Zhang Xiaoluo's body was kicked away, hit the wall behind him, and then fell heavily to the ground. As Zhang Xiaoluo was kicked away, the money sword in his hand was also pulled out of the female ghost's body.

The female ghost held the ghost boy tightly in her arms, and there was a transparent hole in her left breast. And the ghost boy in her arms, after kicking Zhang Xiaoluo, fell asleep again.

"You all want to take my children! I'm going to kill you all! Kill them all! Hahaha! ”

The female ghost looked at Zhang Xiaoluo, who was struggling to stand up, and wanted to step forward again, but suddenly saw a string of tooth chains made of miserable white teeth on Zhang Xiaoluo's chest. She hesitated slightly, then turned and walked into the darkness at the top of the staircase, and there was no more sound.

Zhang Xiaoluo struggled to stand up, looked at the place where the female ghost and the ghost boy disappeared, and shrugged helplessly.

"This time I lost a lot, and I don't know if being kicked by my own customer is considered a work injury......