Chapter Forty-Seven: Fate Is Hard to Disobey

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Yang Muqing noticed the abnormality and knew that he could not delay any longer, so he held Murong Cao with one hand, grabbed Zhang Lingfu with the other, and entered through the door.

With a frightened scream, a cloud of light shrank into the rune.

"Forehead ......"

Yang Muqing saw the ghost that was easy to reach, and he was puzzled, he used the spirit rune to explore the path just now, but he was just testing the depth of the other party, and he never thought that he could suck the other party into the talisman.

The old ghosts in this building have been suppressed by him, but the mana of this new ghost has become somewhat beyond common sense under the impetus of the formation, and it shouldn't be so useless.

"Is there something wrong?"

Murong Cao saw that Yang Muqing's face was not quite right, so he expressed his concern very appropriately.

"Hmm."

Yang Muqing replied and put the spirit rune in his pocket.

Then there was a knock on the door.

The knock on the door was soft, but in this isolated space, it was like the cry of a warbler in the hollow valley.

Murong Cao smiled bitterly, knocking on someone's door in the middle of the night, isn't this purely scolding?

But despite this, she never had the idea of stopping, she believed that Yang Muqing would never do boring things, he would do this, there must be a reason why he had to do it.

This basic trust, which exists between the two of them, never needs to be said.

But it's still not right!

This space is obviously a ghost, how can someone answer the door?

Murong Cao was about to ask a question, but was blown back by a gust of cold wind.

Yang Muqing jumped in front of her.

Squeak –

The door opened.

The moment the door opened, Yang Muqing and Murong Cao noticed an anomaly at the same time: they had returned to the real world!

"Who are you looking for?"

One

A listless voice rang out, and its owner was a baby-faced young girl, not beautiful or ugly, and belonged to the kind that could not be found if thrown into the pile.

It was none other than Qi Ling.

Didn't even curse? What a good temper.

Murong Cao sighed with emotion, hurriedly put on his signature sweet smile, and said in an apologetic tone: "We were originally going to find a friend, and he lived opposite your house, but he was not there, and I was in a hurry, so I had to take the liberty of knocking on your door and wanting to borrow the toilet, is it okay?" ā€œ

Saying that, she used her elbow to pestle Yang Muqing's stomach, wanting him to help with a sentence, but found that someone who was in trouble didn't react at all, but kept staring at Qi Ling who opened the door.

Murong Cao glanced at Qi Ling suspiciously, but still didn't see the slightest shaded beauty, could it be that Yang Muqing's aesthetics were really different from ordinary people?

It's a pity that her imagination didn't last long, and it was soon pulled back to reality.

"Okay, come in."

Qi Ling's tone was a little indifferent, but he didn't refuse.

After entering the door, Murong Cao habitually glanced at the room, some of the furniture that is not commonly used is still covered with cotton cloth, the room does not have much fireworks, it seems that the owner has just moved in and not long ago, and this room is quite clean as a whole, it should not be idle for a long time.

"Where's the restroom?"

Since he had found an excuse for urgency, Murong Cao had no choice but to continue to show his acting talent and asked with a bitter face.

Qi Ling pointed to the location of the kitchen and toilet, watched Murong Cao enter, and sat down on the sofa silently.

The uninvited guests who came to the door in the middle of the night naturally didn't need to be too enthusiastic, and now there were only Yang Muqing and Qi Ling left in the living room, and the atmosphere was a little delicate.

Yang Muqing wanted to see some abnormalities from Qi Ling, and Qi Ling was obviously a little guarded, but in addition to being a little indifferent, the other party was in good spirits and bodies, and he was indeed a living human being.

"You live alone?"

Yang Muqing asked awe-inspiringly.

"yes, what's the problem?" Qi Ling chuckled and responded, "Do you want to kill people for money?" ā€

Yang Muqing naturally had no intention of answering this inexplicable remark, and continued to ask straight to the point: "When you lived here, did you ever touch a ghost?" ā€

"Ghosts? How could you ask such a horrible question? I'm worried I'm going to lose sleep tonight. ā€

Qi Ling replied unhurriedly, the indifferent expression on his face was completely different from the content of the words he said.

"Did you encounter anything out of the ordinary? Perhaps, we can help you. ā€

"I think it's very unusual for you to come in the middle of the night."

Qi Ling yawned as he spoke, showing a deep sleepiness, and no longer concealed his dissatisfaction with the two uninvited guests.

Yang Muqing gave full play to Murong Cao's cheeky spirit, pretending not to see it, and continued to ask.

"What about something else? Is everything normal? ā€

"Thank you for your concern, everything is normal."

Qi Ling's attitude of not advancing made Yang Mu's inner sense of unease aggravated.

He knew his own skills too well, and the fierce spirit that should have been the most difficult to deal with should not have been included in the spirit rune so easily.

If everything was as Master said, and the new tenants who moved in were in a matter of life and death, then there must have been something wrong, but he couldn't find out what the problem was.

When Murong Cao came out of the bathroom, he smelled the discordant smell of gunpowder in the living room.

Although she didn't know what was happening, she still saved the scene out of inertia.

"Thank you, I'm sorry to disturb you so late, we're going to leave."

She smiled and pulled Yang Muqing's sleeve, only to find that he was still thinking about something.

"Let's go, I didn't see anyone today, just come back another day."

Yang Muqing came back to his senses and nodded secretly, there would be no result in such a stalemate, it was better to go back and discuss countermeasures with Bodhi Zi first, so he followed Murong Cao out of the room with half a push.

When the two of them walked away, Qi Ling sneered, Shi Shiran closed the door, and the haze that had accumulated on his face just now was completely gone, replaced by a cat and mouse cunning.

"See you again this time, little Qi Ling."

The newborn yin spirit that is included in the spirit rune will not be long before the soul is gone.

At that time, the body will be completely hers.