"Do you know how to read Feng Shui?"

"A little ......"

"Then you must help me take a good look, first the zombies, and then the hanged ghost looking for a stand-in, I suspect that there is something wrong with the feng shui in this place."

Two supernatural accidents in succession made Murong Xueyan vigilant.

"Uh...... Good! ”

Ji Chen nodded in agreement.

The exorcist master may not necessarily look at feng shui, and those who can read feng shui may not necessarily exorcise demons, but Ji Chen is a half-hanger when he looks at feng shui, and he can only hold his scalp at the moment.

The two tossed for most of the night, searched the mass graves but found nothing, and they struggled until three o'clock in the morning, Murong Xueyan had to take Ji Chen back and agree to come back in two days.

Just as the two were about to walk out of the mass grave, a middle-aged man in a white shirt stood on the side of the road, leaning against a stone tablet and holding an Ashima cigarette on his finger.

Ji Chen was a little stunned, the man's face showed an abnormal paleness, and he was not a living person at first glance.

"I'll rub it, in the middle of the night, I won't run into ghosts!"

He is just a feng shui master, and he is very good at looking, but catching ghosts is indeed a sedan chair for him, and it is the first time.

Although there was an expert like Murong Xueyan, he was still a little scared, after all, this was the first time he had seen a real ghost.

Murong Xueyan turned her head to look at Ji Chen, and comforted: "Don't be afraid, there is me!" ”

The middle-aged man has a handsome face, a tall figure, slightly unkempt hair, a little stubble on his face, and leans against a half-weathered stone tablet. A pair of deep and melancholy eyes scanned back and forth on Ji Chen's body, as if he was watching a plate of peerless delicacies, and Ji Chen's heart was furious.

In the end, the middle-aged man's gaze fell on Murong Xueyan, and there was a trace of jealousy in the depths of his eyes.

"The night is long, I don't want to sleep, I don't know if the girl can have a long talk." The middle-aged man spoke, his voice was slightly hoarse, somewhat magnetic, very attractive,

Murong Xueyan snorted coldly, "What is there to talk about between us, the key is to talk about what?" ”

"There are a lot to talk about, such as life or people, such as ideals or missing you, if you want, you can also have an in-depth exchange, talk about the current (crotch) life, you can understand my strengths and weaknesses, I can also understand your depths. Life is not only about the immediate future, but also about the poems and fields in the distance. ”

Ji Chen was dumbfounded, he was amused by this middle-aged dead ghost, and his originally scared mood suddenly calmed down a lot, this is still a poetic dead ghost uncle, just an uncle, are you sure that your set is useful for the current girl?

It's not because I'm just saying it directly, old girl, about no.

Or to put it mildly, young lady, may I ask you how to go down a road?

And so you can say, young lady, can I give you something?

Or is it so, young lady, I'm looking for two horses, can you help me find them?

Can you still ask like this, young lady, are you afraid of trouble?

The above is useless for old drivers.

Murong Xueyan smiled coldly, "That sentence just now was overheard!" ”

The dead ghost was suddenly surprised, "How do you know?" ”

"Because you're listening the other way."

"Oh... Really? … I want to hear and see. ”

"The original words are like this, life is not only about distant poems and fields, but also when it is time to be reluctant."

As he spoke, a red talisman shot out from Murong Xueyan's hand, like a bullet out of the hall, towards the middle-aged dead ghost.

The talisman was so fast that it exploded before the dead ghost could react, igniting a large area of fire.

The figure of the dead ghost disappeared at the moment of the explosion, and suddenly appeared behind Murong Xueyan, with a cold light in his eyes.

Murong Xueyan was not slow to react, and the peach wood sword in her hand flashed in an arc, sweeping behind her, like a lightning bolt across the night sky.

The more the two fought, the more fierce it became.

This dead ghost is obviously not an ordinary dead ghost, and after more than a dozen rounds, Murong Xueyan didn't even take him down.

The dead ghost is obviously not comfortable, after all, Murong Xueyan is not a soft persimmon.

He roared angrily, shook his body, abandoned Murong Xueyan, and floated directly towards Ji Chen.

"I'll get on your little white face first, and see what you can do with me."

It had already noticed Ji Chen, as an old ghost for decades, he could feel that there was a faint yin qi on Ji Chen's body, this yin qi was very light, but it was very tempting.

He had a feeling that if he could inhale Ji Chen's yang energy, he could directly evolve into a ghost soldier, and when the time came, he would be able to shoot in seconds, what heavenly master, what saintess, all of them would shoot in seconds, oh no, it was a second kill.

Ji Chen was immediately stunned, your uncle, I'm a soy sauce maker, why did you come to me for what?

Murong Xueyan was also in a hurry, and hurriedly shouted: "Get out of the way......"

She never expected that the dead ghost would abandon her and go straight to Ji Chen.

And Ji Chen seemed to be frightened stupidly, stunned in place, not daring to move, and did not hear Murong Xueyan's shouts at all.

Murong Xueyan was desperate, even she couldn't subdue this powerful ghost, not to mention that Ji Chen was an ordinary person, she regretted bringing Ji Chen here.

"I hurt him."

Murong Xueyan was very remorseful in her heart.

Ji Chen was indeed frightened, trembling all over, after all, the first time he saw the ghost, now it seems that he is going to have a hard anal with the ghost, and before he could react, he was bumped into by the dead ghost.

"Boom ......"

It was like hitting a steel plate, Ji Chen didn't move, but the dead ghost was bounced back, his eyes were full of stars, his brain was bruised, and he felt that his whole body was falling apart.

The dead ghost looked at Ji Chen with a confused expression, he was a little puzzled, what kind of thing was this thing made, why is it so hard......

Ji Chen was also knocked out, and then reacted, this dead ghost seemed to have no way to deal with himself. The heart that was originally a little jealous calmed down instantly, since you can't do anything about me, then it's time for me to clean you up.

He flew up directly and kicked the dead ghost in the face, and the dead ghost was kicked into the air and, flying more than three meters away.

Suddenly, Ji Chen felt a trace of yin qi entering his body along the soles of his feet, and the yin qi in his body, which was originally immovable, actually increased imperceptibly.

Ji Chen's eyes lit up, and there was this effect, which was faster than absorbing Yuehua.

The dead ghost fell to the ground and convulsed, he felt that the yin qi in his body had been reduced by at least one-fifth, and his heart was suddenly extremely depressed, your uncle's, I thought it was a bronze, but I didn't expect to meet a more ruthless one, so I didn't think about it, I turned around and fled, my body turned into a puff of green smoke, attached to a huge stone tablet, and prepared to flee incognito.

Where could Ji Chen let go of such an opportunity, his body shook and chased after him, and slammed his fist on the stone tablet.

The stone tablet was cracked, and the dead ghost was also shaken out, lying on the ground, and even the yin qi on his body was much lighter, obviously seriously injured.