Kong Zhe smiled and nodded at her, and cast her an approving look.

This girl is about eighteen or nineteen years old, which is the age of youth. If...... That's fine, it stands to reason that this age should be in school.

Suddenly, Kong Zhe suddenly understood that the people who could live in this mansion were ghosts, why was he so confused?

Are you confused by her beauty?

After the girl glanced at Kong Zhe affectionately, she turned her head to look at the window behind her, and ignored Kong Zhe no more.

Kong Zhe took his eyes off the girl and continued to follow Ji Qianqiu forward, a little reluctant.

The room is at the very top of the corridor.

Ji Qianqiu fluttered lightly while looking back at Kong Zhe, as if he was afraid that he would fall behind.

Walking to the door of the room, Ji Qianqiu snapped his fingers again.

The wooden door in front of her opened like a dream.

"This is my boudoir, please come here."

As soon as I heard the word boudoir. Kong Zhe had a particularly ambiguous feeling in his heart.

I don't know what Ji Qianqiu's identity was during his lifetime?

It was not visible from her graceful and luxurious face for the time being.

Kong Zhe didn't speak, so he couldn't care so much. Whether she is a young woman or not, since she invites herself very warmly, then she can enter casually.

Kong Zhe followed Ji Qianqiu in, and suddenly felt that his eyes were a little dazed.

He rubbed his eyes vigorously, only to find that Ji Qianqiu's so-called boudoir was a dim room, the room was boxy and had no windows, it looked like a basement.

There is only a small dark red light in the corner, which shines with a very strange light, which is creepy.

On the opposite side of the small red light, there seemed to be another door, an iron door.

Kong Zhe was wondering, what kind of room is this, is it a prison cell?

Ji Qianqiu dragged a chair in the corner of the room and sent it to Kong Zhe, and said softly: "Realm Spirit, you sit for a while, and I'll go to the inner room to change clothes." ”

Similarly, Ji Qianqiu snapped his fingers again.

The iron door behind the dim red light hummed open.

The deadbolt is rusty.

After the door opened, Kong Zhe didn't have time to see clearly, Ji Qianqiu's so-called situation in the inner room, the iron door was closed again.

Kong Zhe was the only one left in the so-called outer room, and he began to slowly observe all the situations in this room.

In the southeast corner of the room is a small dark red lamp.

On the left side of the room, against the wall, there was a pool of blood on the ground, and the base of the wall was dark red.

The ceiling was pitch black and there was nothing.

Kong Zhe was just about to sit down when he found a woman's bra hanging on the chair, Kong Zhe took it in his hand and looked at it, and found that the style of this bra was not a modern style.

Kong Zhe concluded that this woman named Ji Qianqiu definitely had a story.

The bloodstains on the ground reminded Kong Zhe of the tragic situation of a woman being killed, and this should be a murder scene.

A chill slowly rose from the soles of his feet, and Kong Zhe's heart became wooden.

I knew that Ji Qianqiu's boudoir was a murder scene, and he said that he would not come here if he said anything.

The ghost woman named Ji Qianqiu, the bewitching woman, is she the deceased, or did she move here later, and I will ask her later.

Just as Kong Zhe was thinking wildly, the iron door on the opposite side creaked open again.

At this time, Ji Qianqiu had already changed into another outfit.

A pair of red high heels with a cheongsam skirt that reaches to the upper.

The red satin is complemented by large white flowers. It gives the impression of being noble and dignified, but not bewitching.

Cheongsam!

Kong Zhe instantly remembered that the cheongsam was most popular during the Republic of China, could it be that this woman was a female ghost in the Republic of China era?

Ji Qianqiu's high heels are three inches long, and the heels of each step hit the floor, crisp and loud.

It travels far through the solid sound, and at the same time echoes throughout the room.

This makes the whole room, exactly a murder scene, even more terrifying.

However, Ji Qianqiu's gentle words made Kong Zhe forget that this was a murder scene: "How is it? Now can you clear the doubts in your mind? ”

"Confused? What do I have to say? ”

"No doubts, then why did you just put my skirt on?"

"I want to see how you walk, I always feel like you walk lightly."

"Hehe, now I don't have anyone else here, I can let you see enough."

After speaking, Ji Qianqiu snapped his fingers at the door of the room again, and the wooden door slammed shut.

Kong Zhe seemed to feel isolated from the world.

I was locked in this cell, and if I wasn't the identity of the realm spirit, I would definitely be killed by this female ghost.

Fortunately, he has the identity of a ring spirit to protect himself, not to mention that he still has a silver pen in his hand.

I should be more careful, after all, this Ji Qianqiu turned out to be the concubine of the king.

And she still has the whisk in Cao Cao's hand now.

That whisk is a weapon capable of dispelling any ghost.

Most of the ghosts have a sense of fear of her.

It is impossible not to believe that everyone has certain ambitions.

Maybe this woman named Ji Qianqiu will also have greater ambitions and obey herself on the surface, but who knows what she thinks in her heart?

Suddenly, on the ceiling of the room, in the entire red space, a dazzling white light was released, like lightning.

Shining on Ji Qianqiu's face, her entire face was very pale.

"Humph!"

Ji Qianqiu sneered towards the red space.

"Don't come and make trouble for me, I can warn you, now the dust in Cao Duan's hand has reached my hand, be careful that my soul is scattered to you."

The white lightning disappeared, and Ji Qianqiu's room returned to its original state.

Ji Qianqiu also regained his gentle appearance.

After the lightning, Ji Qianqiu's room suddenly changed.

This room is no longer the original dark red room, but a different space.

It was a girl's bedroom, a large bedroom, with a hall and a bedroom together.

The moon-white ceiling light is not so dazzling, just like the lighting in Kong Zhe's studio.

The roof of this room is decorated with elegant carved wood grain, giving it a noble and fresh feeling.

There was a large pink bed, leaning against the right side of the room and door.

There is a large pink pillow on the bed, which is so soft that it makes you want to lie down when you look at it.

Especially when lying down with the owner of this bed, it would be better to do something else.

Ji Qianqiu suddenly walked up to Kong Zhe and deliberately showed his side to Kong Zhe, and the white thighs exposed from the side slit of the cheongsam made people think about it.