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It's not a good smell, but it's not too hard to accept.

Behind the candle is the spiritual table, which has no name on it, just four words, "Teacher's position." ”

That is Ji Feng's master.

She only glanced at it and hurriedly withdrew her gaze, lest Ji Feng think that she had offended his master.

"Sit casually."

Ji Feng sat on the edge of the bed, lit a cigarette, and inserted it into the incense burner in front of the spiritual seat.

The layout of this room is very similar to her own, and the only chair that can sit is the only one.

Su Kui pulled the chair over, sat face to face with Ji Feng, cleared his throat, and asked softly, "Who are you, and this is ......?"

She meant something, how could she enshrine the spiritual position in her room, and she felt weird no matter how she thought about it.

Ji Feng realized what she was referring to, lazily bit the cigarette holder, but did not light it, and let out an "oh", "This is my master, and I am also my adoptive father, I grew up in a funeral home." ”

It is normal for normal people to be taboo about these, so Ji Feng thought that Su Kui also felt uncomfortable because of the spiritual position.

Su Kui hurriedly said: "In this way, everyone's living habits may be different, I'm sorry, I'm just strange, I don't mean to be offended." ”

Under the candlelight, her eyes were clear and bright, as clear as a pool of spring water, looking at Ji Feng, full of seriousness, silently conveying to him a belief that she wanted to believe in her, and she did not look down on him in the slightest.

Ji Feng smiled.

Spit out the cigarette, crumple the tobacco inside and chew it in your mouth, "It's okay, get used to it, tell me why you came in with me." ”

He raised his angular jaw and said to Su Kui.

"Okay," Su Kui lowered his head and rubbed his sour eyes, "I feel that they seem to have experienced something, and in the face of the strange events happening right now, although they are not very calm, they can also be said to be very calm." "So far, at least, neither men nor women, nor have they ever collapsed or panicked.

Even Wang Jun's corpse, Xu Dahai called Ji Feng in an orderly manner and sent him back to the room.

It's so unusual.

Shouldn't they be looking for a way everywhere? Why is it like waiting to die?

"Heh, good and evil will be rewarded in the end," Ji Feng looked up at the ceiling, and Su Kui followed his gaze, which was painted with some strange patterns.

By the faint light of the candle, she found that it was some Taoist runes, and the ceiling was densely engraved with a large piece.

"You're not afraid?" Ji Feng suddenly asked.

He squinted at this skinny girl, who looked white and tender, obviously a girl who should have been pampered and brought up, but moved out to live alone.

"Why are you afraid?" Su Kui's reflexive answer, and then he realized that something was wrong, which did not conform to Yining's personality.

She pressed her eyebrows with a headache, every time she met this man, she was prone to collapse. The key is that this man's eyes are too sharp, always watching everything silently, often when others don't notice, in fact, careful thinking has been peeped into by him.

"These, these," Ji Feng's fingers swiped in the room, "Spirit seats, candles, and weird charms, if you look at them, you may think that the strange events at the moment are related to me, right?" ”

Su Kui nodded in agreement, what he said was indeed reasonable.

"Does this matter have anything to do with you?" Su Kui propped his hands on his knees and asked him seriously.

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