"Did you take that ghost too?" Shi Fatzi glanced back at the big tree behind him.

Li Feng took the toolbox behind the barbarian and put the paper talisman that sealed the soul into it, "No, no matter about them, they don't pose a threat to us, and there are other uses." ”

Twenty minutes later, in the villa, accompanied by his parents, lover and sworn brother, Lin Jiahua, who seemed to be calm on the sofa, was very nervous inside, looking forward to the end of the nightmare, but also afraid of the disillusionment of hope.

And Li Feng, who was sitting next to him, shook his head slightly with a wry smile, Lin Jiahua was too nervous, coupled with his family's request to watch from the sidelines, so that he couldn't fall asleep at all.

Li Feng silently recited a few words, a ball of mana condensed on his fingers, and after the mana gathered together, it turned into a small black insect like a small fly, and then flicked his fingers at Lin Jiahua, and the little insect quickly flew to Lin Jiahua's forehead and disappeared without a trace, and Lin Jiahua's breathing soon slowed down, and a slight snoring gradually sounded.

"Master Li, what is this?" Xu Qiang didn't know why a small insect appeared, and the small insect disappeared after touching Lin Jiahua, so he asked in a low voice.

Li Feng brought a chair and sat down next to Lin Jiahua, waved his hand and said softly: "Don't make a sound, this is a small means, commonly known as a sleepy bug." ”

"You all get out of the way, you can't come here without my permission, and you can't make any noise." Seeing that everyone else retreated to the sofa on the other side of the living room and sat down, he turned his head and whispered to the barbarian next to him, "Protect the Dharma for me." ”

The barbarian nodded immediately, got up and stood behind Li Feng, looking at the six roads and listening to the eight directions, to make sure that nothing else would approach, even Shi Fatzi had the heart to sit in front of the others, and he had been doing things together for so long, he also had experience, and if necessary, he could stop them from coming out of control in time if necessary.

Standing in front of him, Li Feng silently recited a few words of mantra, and then pointed his sword finger at Lin Jiahua's head.

Lin Jiahua immediately returned to the garden he had visited in the nightmare, the garden was still so vast, but the flowers and plants in it had all withered and yellowed, the branches and leaves on the fruit trees had basically fallen off, only the bare branches remained, and the sky was not as blue as before, and it was as gray as the dust at the moment.

Suddenly, the cold fishy wind was blowing in his face, blowing so that his eyes were difficult to open, Lin Jiahua raised his hand to cover his eyes slightly, looked around, and finally found the "door" that tortured him so far after turning around, the door that was more than ten steps away from him, the door frame was about two meters high, although a pair of door panels were wide open, but behind the door there was only a tumbling darkness and a large number of faint screams and painful moans.

Resisting the urge to turn it off immediately, Lin Jiahua still remembered Li Feng's order not to touch the door until the person in the tuxedo who couldn't see his face clearly appeared.

Inside a mansion in the United States

A middle-aged man was elegantly eating lunch under the waiter of two beautiful blonde women, and he enjoyed the life of a man who embraced him left and right, and spent a lot of money.

It's just that before he could eat enough, he suddenly turned his head and glanced in the direction of the Pearl of the Orient with some feeling, "You can actually find the 'door' I designed?" It's kind of a way! The middle-aged man reached out and picked up a glass of red wine in front of him, raised his head and poured it, wiped his mouth with a napkin, threw the napkin to the dining table, waved his hand and said, "It's full!" ”

The middle-aged man turned around and walked to the secret room, sat down cross-legged on the futon, and took out a paper bag folded into yellow talismans from a box beside him, which contained a few hairs, and the yellow talisman of the paper wrapper had Lin Jiahua's name written on it, as well as the eight characters of ---- birthday!

Xin Dao took this opportunity to catch the souls of a few cultivators and refine them into powerful ghosts, and his strength would definitely go to the next level. "I don't know whether I'm alive or dead, I'll play slowly with you!" The middle-aged man smiled cruelly, and after speaking, while silently reciting the incantation, the other hand grabbed a handful of powder in the pocket next to him and threw it into the clay pot in front of him, the mouth of the clay pot "whew" out of a large cloud of black smoke, stretched out his hand to catch a handful in the black smoke in the air, and then held the rune paper in the palm of his hand, the two palms were opposite to his chest, and the mouth quickly recited the incantation, but the speed of speech was getting slower and slower, after a few breaths, the middle-aged man's head slowly fell, as if he had fallen asleep.

The Pearl of the Orient, Lin Jiahua's dream.

"Mr. Lin, the interest is so high, and I am still in the mood to come to the garden to enjoy the flowers and the moon." When Lin Jiahua was still observing the 'door' standing on the dry grass, a person's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

This voice Lin Jiahua is unforgettable, it is he who has lost a lot of wealth, and it is he who has almost died of his ghostly life. "Bastard, you still dare to come?" At this moment, with the help of Li Feng in the dream against the evil curse, Lin Jiahua's personality was temporarily greatly weakened by the evil curse, and his temperament also recovered a lot of manliness, and he was no longer so afraid of death.

"Oh, you can still scold people, you have a good guts!" Seeing that Lin Jiahua's sanity didn't seem to be affected much, the tall thin tuxedo figure with a layer of twisted mist on his face praised it, the tuxedo figure was wearing white gloves on his hand, and he looked polite, it was simply the image of an old British gentleman, he looked around, "Who gave you the guts?" What about people? If he doesn't dare to come out, Mr. Lin, you will regret being born in this world! ”

"You bastard!" Lin Jiahua has also been rolling in the underworld for many years, how could he be angry with him, and rushed a few steps forward to give him a fist, but when he was less than two meters away from the other party, the tuxedo man seemed to make a blowing motion, and a gust of wind suddenly blew in front of Lin Jiahua, blowing him unsteady on his feet, and he fell to the ground and rolled a few times.

"Hahaha......! Mr. Lin, it seems that you still don't have a long lesson, and you can't tell who is the knife and who is the fish now. The tuxedo man said, his right hand shook, and a small, but cold-glittering scalpel appeared in his white-gloved hand, and with a movement of his fingers, the scalpel played a few tricks in his hand.

The tuxedo man stroked his chest with his left hand, bowed slightly and made a gentlemanly salute, "You are sick!" I don't know how to respect the strong, I don't know how to grovel! Then let me help you with your treatment, hahaha....... until the person who gave you that poor courage shows up! ”

Lin Jiahua got up from the ground, frowned and squinted at the person in front of him who was a bit perverted, reached out and patted the dust stuck to his knees and elbows, his body sank slightly, and he put on a posture of Cai Jiaquan to meet the enemy, he had a brother who was proficient in this boxing method by his side, and he had practiced a little bit.

Seeing this, the tuxedo man laughed again, but before he could laugh enough, a voice came from behind him: "Are you looking for me?" ”