"Little brother, little brother, you can help others! Do you really have the heart to let me, a weak woman, be infested by ghosts? ”

Meat numb, meat numb......

Bai Jiahui's words gave Song Zhong the feeling that there was only the word "flesh and numb".

"Then I don't know where Miss's house is? Don't worry, it's my Song Zhong's business to eliminate the demon and defend the way. ”

Song Zhong's body moved a little unnaturally, and then said to Bai Jiahui in a righteous and awe-inspiring manner.

"Sending it off? Is that your name? ”

Bai Jiahui blinked her charming eyes, and then there was a hint of weirdness in her eyes.

"Ahem......"

When his name was mentioned, Song Zhong was a little embarrassed.

"Oh, it's okay, it's okay, I mean...... Your name is pretty nice. ”

Bai Jiahui was blue-hearted, and hurriedly waved her hand and smiled sweetly at Song Zhong to relieve the embarrassment.

Song Zhong nodded silently.

To be honest, don't say that he has a great impression of the woman in front of him at this time. Even by virtue of his identity as an onmyoji, he is naturally responsible for such a thing as a ghost.

There is no other reason, he was born in the Taiqing Taoist Temple, and Song Zhong has the responsibility of eliminating demons and defending the Tao.

"Jiahui, you lead the way! I'll go to your house now. ”

Song Zhong, who was shy, was a little afraid to look at Bai Jiahui's eyes.

"My home is in the south of this Balipu, you come with me!"

Bai Jiahui stretched out her jade finger, pointed to the south, and then walked forward.

And Song Zhong also followed.

Balipu is the edge of Beichuan City. Although he is not as prosperous as the city, he is also a little less noisy.

The people who live in Balipu are not all poor people.

With the construction of urbanization, people prefer quiet and elegant rather than lively.

Along the way, Song Zhong chatted a lot with the beautiful Bai Jiahui.

He knew that Bai Jiahui's father, Bai Lang, was one of the most famous entrepreneurs in Beichuan City.

The Jinglang Group, which was created by him, is a pillar enterprise in the city.

Originally, her father's business was smooth sailing along the way.

But since three years ago, in the middle of the night, for some reason, they could always hear the crying of babies in their home.

The nanny at home searched every corner of the villa, but there was no eyebrow.

Over time, just when everyone got used to that cry.

But something happened suddenly in her home. And the party is also Bai Jiahui's biological mother.

Yes, her mother died.

She died in her own bed, and on her mother's neck, there were still the marks of a child's teeth.

"Brother Song Zhong, that's my home. Jiahui knows that you have great powers, and if you can help my mother avenge it, Jiahui can consider making a personal promise. ”

The two came to the villa where Bai Jiahui's family lived, Bai Jiahui suddenly held Song Zhong's arm tightly, and a light of hatred appeared in her eyes.

Her father is busy with business all day long, and her mother is the person who loves her the most.

Song Zhong and Bai Jiahui glanced at each other, and their whole bodies couldn't help but feel a spirit.

Although he likes the girl in front of him very much, he still can't do it like this.

So he gently took his wrist out of Bai Jiahui's arms, and then said with a straight face, "No, no, there is no need for that." One yard is one yard, I am an onmyoji, and ghost hunting is my duty. But...... If you like me, we're free to fall in love. ”

"Poof, you want to be in love with me freely?"

Bai Jiahui looked at Song Zhong and smiled with some interest.

As the daughter of a wealthy businessman, with such a peerless appearance, Bai Jiahui has never lacked suitors around her.

But she has never seen a boy like Song Zhong.

"Ahem, that's all for later. Let me take a look at your house first and make plans for it later. ”

Song Zhong coughed lightly twice, and then walked straight towards the villa.

The so-called art of feng shui, in the final analysis, converges into four words, that is, "Tibetan wind and qi." ”

Song Zhong walked around the perimeter of this villa like this, and he found that there was nothing wrong with the feng shui of this villa.

Not only that, but even this villa can be called a place of excellent feng shui.

If Song Zhong didn't guess wrong, when this villa was built, Bai Jiahui's father Bai Lang must have been instructed by a master.

But to Song Zhong's surprise, although the feng shui of this villa is excellent.

But out of the perception of an onmyoji, he still felt that there were two yin qi in this villa, which lasted for a long time.

"Jiahui, where is your father?"

Song Zhong asked Bai Jiahui, there must be a reason why ghosts hurt people.

Song Zhong felt that the first thing he had to do at this time was to find Bai Jiahui's father, Bai Lang, to understand the situation.

"My father, since his mother's accident, he moved back to Beichuan City. Now I'm the only one living here. ”

In Bai Jiahui's eyes, there was a hint of helplessness.

"If there are really ghosts here, your father can rest assured that he will leave you here alone?"

Thinking of such a delicate beauty as Bai Jiahui, she was left alone in a murderous house where there are very many evil spirits.

Song Zhong's heart couldn't help but rise a trace of anger, and he said that Bai Jiahui was upset.

"Actually, I was a little puzzled in my heart. Ever since the baby's cry appeared, almost everyone in the house has been tricked by ghosts, but I haven't. ”

A trace of doubt appeared in Bai Jiahui's eyes, and then she continued to say to Song Zhong with lingering palpitations, "But do you know? Because of this, the nanny who had left the house felt that there was some kind of agreement between me and the ghost. ”

"I'm sure you didn't."

Song Zhong said lightly.

"Thank you......"

Bai Jiahui glanced at Song Zhong gratefully.

"Because I don't feel the slightest evil smell in you. You are guarding the Hongli Club, you should be hoping to find a real onmyoji to help you solve your problems! ”

Song Zhong looked at Bai Jiahui's gaze, revealing a hint of wisdom.

In this world, the stupidest person is the one who treats others as fools.

Song Zhong, who is loyal and honest on the outside, is actually called wise and foolish.

The experience on the mountain enabled him to accurately analyze the pros and cons of things when facing a crisis, and then seek a solution to deal with it.

"Little brother, you're right. I'll go to the Hongli Clubhouse. I really want to make friends with a real onmyoji like you. It's just that what I didn't expect was that what I was waiting for was a shy little kid. ”

Hearing Song Zhong's rational analysis, Bai Jiahui first glanced at Song Zhong differently, and then ridiculed him.

"A shy little kid?"

Song Zhong repeated what Bai Jiahui had just said. This girl's words will damage 10,000 points of critical damage to Song Zhong's heart.

"Judging by your appearance, you should be about the same age as me, why do you say that I am a little brat?"

Song Zhong looked at Bai Jiahui with no weakness in his eyes.

"Seriously, little brother, although I'm probably not as old as you. But it's experience, not age, that enriches a person's heart, and in my opinion, you're really a little kid. ”

What Bai Jiahui said made Song Zhong unable to refute at all.

Since he was a child, he was born in Taiqing Taoism, and he is indeed incompatible with modern society.

"I'm a little kid, let's go and help you solve the problems at home first!"

Song Zhong couldn't bargain in words, so he shifted the topic to his strengths.

I saw Song Zhong take out a stick of fragrance from his arms again, and then snapped his fingers to light it.

"The sky is clear, give me the gods, the spiritual incense leads the way, and the ghosts are current! Taishang Laojun, anxious as a law, edict! ”

Under the mantra, the fragrance burned quickly, and a wisp of smoke drifted towards the villa gate.

Suddenly, a cloudy wind blew the smoke away.

"Wow, wow, wow......"

Immediately after, the sound of a baby crying came from the villa.

The crying voice was slightly different from that of other babies, and there seemed to be a hatred of the world mixed with the cry of crying.

"Listen to the evil in the house, I am Song Zhong, a disciple of the Taiqing Taoist Temple, if you have any grievances, you can come to me quickly."

Salute first and then soldier, is Song Zhong's way of life.

Besides, there are also kind-hearted people among the ghosts, and he is not the kind of "defender" who shouts and kills when he sees a ghost. ”

"Song Zhong, are you this guy mistaken? That little imp was the enemy who had bitten my mother to death, and now he had nothing to say. ”

When Bai Jiahui saw Song Zhong, she also intended to negotiate with the sneaky people in the room.

Immediately, he pulled Song Zhong's sleeve in a little anxious to express his position.

"Boiling beans burns beans, beans cry in the kettle, they are born from the same root, why are they in a hurry to fry each other."

At this time, suddenly on the top of the villa, a middle-aged young woman dressed in red appeared.

In the young woman's arms, she was holding a baby less than three years old, and the young woman's eyes were falling on Bai Jiahui's body at this time.

"Aunt Li, how could it be you? Did you kill my mother? ”

Bai Jiahui had obviously recognized the woman's identity, so she pointed her index finger at the woman in red and questioned her sharply.

"Why am I doing this? Hahaha...... Why don't you ask your wolf-hearted father? ”

Facing Bai Jiahui's accusation, the woman suddenly roared at her.

The muscles of the woman in red's face festered rapidly, and countless maggots shuttled back and forth among her facial features. Even the air around them emitted a foul smell.

This woman, she is not human......