The taste of demon extraction was not pleasant, although the process was not very painful, and it was not worth mentioning compared to torture, but every cell in the body was clamouring uncomfortable, and the process of extracting demons was extremely long, and the feeling of fine cutting was almost to wear down Murong Cao's strong nerves to be extremely fragile. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Murong Cao began to seriously consider whether he would risk his life again next time he encountered such a situation......

After all, it's always easier to be alone in the face of a sea of swords and fire, but those who have returned from hell are reluctant to go back.

"How long will it take?"

She asked feebly.

"Half an hour to go."

Bodhi Zi didn't look easy, the whole person was bubbling white like a steamer, and sweat seeped out from time to time on his skin.

The incomparably long half-hour finally passed.

Murong Cao finally experienced firsthand what it meant to "take off a layer of skin".

But the effect of pulling out the demon is still very obvious, after completing the ceremony, Murong Cao's whole person is refreshed, on the other hand, Bodhizi, his physical and mental strength is consumed too much, and he becomes listless.

Murong Cao kindly suggested, "Do you want to take a break?" ”

Bodhi Zi said: "That's what I mean. ”

Murong Cao walked towards the living room, wanting to go to the refrigerator to rummage through the food, and said, "It's good to go, don't send it." ”

Bodhi yawned and followed her to the living room.

Murong Cao was shocked: "What are you doing with me?" ”

Bodhi Zi rolled his eyes widely, and squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "I have been sleeping on the sofa." ”

There are obviously two beds in the Asking Spirit, and Murong Cao rarely spends the night in the Asking Spirit, but he just doesn't have the share of the bed, no matter how many times he mentions it openly and secretly, one or two of them are regarded as not heard, Murong Cao is mean, he admits it, but Xiao Qingzi is also a conscienceless...... Whining......

"I'll talk to Yang Muqing when I go back, and ask him to clean up the 'hearth' room and give it to you to live in, anyway, it doesn't really come often."

For the sake of Bodhizi who was trying to pull out the demons for her just now, Murong Cao planned to be generous.

But seriously, it was really not that she deliberately targeted Bodhizi, who knew that Bodhizi, who originally said that she would stay for two or three days, would stay for so long......

And judging from the current situation, I don't know how long I will stay.

Fortunately, in terms of Bodhizi's strength, staying in the Soul Asking place is not a loss for her.

"I want a big bed...... Such a big ......."

Bodhi Zi smiled so hard that he couldn't close his mouth, and immediately went up the pole, opened his hands widely, and truly expressed his requirements for the area of the bed.

Murong Cao nodded helplessly, judging from the reality of picking up people on the ground every morning, the bed that needed to be added really had to be big enough to withstand his toss.

"Why hasn't Yang Muqing come back yet?"

Looking at the cold soup in the refrigerator, Murong Cao's face suddenly wrinkled, she looked at the clock, it was already half past nine in the evening.

"I won't be back until one o'clock, there are instant noodles on the table."

Bodhi Zi is another big yawn.

"Did he go to investigate?"

Murong Cao's eyes struggled in the refrigerator for a while, and finally closed them with all his heart.

"Hah, you know him so well?"

Bodhi lay lazily on the sofa, which was still his "kennel" until his big bed arrived.

"Otherwise, he wouldn't have left me alone."

Murong Cao said with a determined expression, his hands clenched into fists.

The corners of Bodhizi's mouth twitched down, I don't know whether to get angry or not, isn't he human? Is he so untrustworthy?

However, he still saw that Murong Cao wanted to add a bed for him, and planned not to worry about her, and said, "Oh, you know him so well? ”

"If you don't do a good job of being a bodyguard, you will be deducted from your salary."

"How much did you pay him? I'll give him a double! ”

Bodhizi suddenly felt sorry for his apprentice, and his heart, lungs, and dedication in exchange for this kind of capitalist treatment.

"Yes, you have money, but you don't have a suitable job for him, follow you, no future."

Judging from Bodhi's virtue of being a hanger and not doing his job, it can be estimated that he has done a lot of abduction and extortion.

The actual relationship between Yang Muqing and him can be summed up in one sentence: the Tao is different, and it is not conspiratory.

Otherwise...... I won't be reduced to working in the Soul Asking House.

"Is there a future for following you?" Bodhizi was not convinced, snorted and sneered, "I don't know when my life will be lost, haven't you heard a word?" No diamonds, no porcelain work! ”

"Did you send the information?"

Murong Cao didn't bother to talk to him, so he threw the instant noodles aside in disgust, made room for the laptop, entered the boot password, clicked on the mailbox, and there was really an unread email, and the sender was Qi Ling.

"How do you know there's information?"

Bodhi Zi turned around and asked curiously.

"Probably...... I have the ability to divination. ”

Murong Cao'er smiled, she wouldn't tell Bodhi Zi that when Yang Muqing carried her out, she accidentally let her head hit the door frame, so she woke up for a while, and just heard Bodhi Zi ask Qi Ling for information~

Hehe...... Damn Yang Muqing......

Murong Cao stroked the corners of his forehead, which was still aching, and opened the email.

"Find out what you think are the ten most suspicious deceased."

After Bodhizi dropped this sentence, he put on the blindfold, ignored it again, and began to brew sleepiness, preparing for a date with Zhou Gong.

Ten......

Murong Cao looked at the dense information, and had a headache, and it was much more difficult to pick out than expected.

This business office building is even more evil than the Rose Apartment, and in just 20 years, the number of people who died in it has actually reached the triple digits, and it is a miracle that it has not been exposed.

Thinking of this, Murong Cao looked at the position of the entrance door worriedly.

I don't know how Yang Muqing will investigate?

Will there be any danger in such an evil place?