Ji Zimo walked for a while before he realized that he was wandering around the basement at all, and he hadn't really gone out of here, but just crawled out of another pipe and went to another space in the basement.

Fortunately, he was wearing a black shirt tonight, which was a little cold in the middle of the night, but he could also serve as a cover.

Ji Zimo felt that he was walking in the aisle that Xia Mi had brought again, but he wanted to withdraw but couldn't, and a sneaky voice came from behind him. He hurriedly dodged behind a column head, and saw flashes of red dots and the sound of talking.

"Daoist Yan, are you sure this bait can lure him in?" A gruff voice? Ji Zimo was secretly surprised, hiding in the dark to see the appearance of the speaker clearly.

But the other party was also hidden in the darkness, and only the flickering cigarette butts could be seen.

Then I heard the old man's voice say: "When it comes to collecting money and loyalty, I only promise the boss to take care of him, and I don't care about anything else." ”

The raspy voice said, "That's, that's." Then the two seemed to be walking in the other direction, and their voices gradually moved away from where Ji Zimo was hiding. I don't know where there was a dog barking, and then there was a dead silence.

The environment he was in now was too weird, and those ghost security guards should still be searching for him. Maybe the ghost can't believe that Ji Zimo hasn't left yet, not only that, but he also has the audacity to go back and forth, wanting to go into the room full of screens to check the situation.

The night was too dark, and I couldn't see my fingers.

The wind swayed the shadows of the trees, and the basement hallway was dimly lit like a ghostly fire. With the help of the faint light, the path was vaguely discernible, and Ji Zimo quickly touched the previous monitoring room.

There was not a single ghost in the monitoring room, and they were all dispatched to chase Ji Zimo.

Ji Zimo cautiously and quickly ran into the monitoring room, holding a horn in his hand, and whispered: "Is Qingmei there?" He shouted several times in succession, but no one answered. He used the stomping mode to make some movements on the floor one by one, trying to prompt the people below.

At this moment, the door out of the door slammed shut, and before he could react, a sneer came from the door.

"Haha, as expected, the turtle in the urn is caught." The person who spoke was obviously the Yan Budao who could pinch and calculate.

Ji Zimo was shocked, he secretly felt bad, and he wanted to run too late for a while, and a big net fell from the sky to cover him steadily. At the same time, the door opened, and the violent-looking Taoist priest walked in with his hands behind his back.

He just doesn't say anything.

With a wicked smile, he stroked his goatee in one hand and held an antique and delicate sandalwood burner in the other. Yin and Yang said strangely to those who were about to come forward to catch Ji Zimo: "Be polite to our guests, don't be light or heavy." ”

The net is not an ordinary net, there is a hook on the net knot, and if you move it slightly, the hook is like a needle prick. When Ji Zimo was struggling just now, he felt that blood was trickling from his arms and foot condyles.

Ji Zimo was politely placed on a special stool.

The old and cunning Yan Budao had a sly smile on his face, and a greedy green light was hidden in his eyes. He is bound to get the prey in front of him, but he can't hurt him, and the alchemy must be perfected with raw materials, including all kinds of essence, energy, and spirit.

"Phew~" Ji Zimo spat in the tea he handed him.

Yan Budao smiled cruelly and asked people to pry open the place where the cry for help came, and Ji Zimo saw that there was a square coffin where the pry was opened.

In the coffin slept a woman wearing a slim-fitting cheongsam and heavy makeup.

The woman is not Su Qingmei.

It should be said that they are acting, this woman is the bait, and she successfully attracted Ji Zimo's attention. Originally, he could choose to leave, but he turned back and wanted to rescue Su Qingmei, who was calling for help.

The woman with heavy makeup smiled at Ji Zimo, covered her mouth and left.

Ji Zimo was remorseful, regretting that he didn't remember his master's words.

Su Qingmei is not here, so where will it be?

The smoke from the sandalwood burner slowly came out, and the fragrance of the smoke filled the space. There was only one left in the house, Yan Budao and Ji Zimo, and the others had already withdrawn.

Yan Budao didn't do anything to Ji Zimo, just stared at him motionlessly.

Ji Zimo is like a defeated rooster, bald, depressed, and even discouraged, unable to cheer up. It was as if something was pulling out of his body, and he knew it was something wrong with the scent of sandalwood coming out.

Even though he was shielding himself and trying to stop the fragrance from invading his internal organs, he still felt his head getting heavier and heavier, and he felt sleepy. The white flickering lamp covered him, covering the small green slitted eyes.

Ji Zimo felt that the room was like there was no light, and the darkness that couldn't see his fingers was slowly devouring him. Then the consciousness began to move away unrestrictedly, far away from the time he couldn't reach out of his hand, until he couldn't feel the presence of the body.

"Child, be strong and resist your potential evil forces. You are righteous, don't be afraid of Master's presence. Ji Zimo seemed to hear what the master said to him in his ear, and suddenly raised his head, startled a pair of green eyes that had come closer to see, and quickly withdrew in fright.

Ji Zimo's sudden awakening frightened Yan Budao.

His stubby eyebrows were twisted into a Sichuan character. Secretly said to himself: Impossible, how could such a domineering incense not play a role in confusing him?

Master's voice faded into a daze of consciousness.

There was one more person in the room.

A woman he had been thinking about for a long time.

Su Qingmei smiled and stared at him with affection.

Ji Zimo got up, called Su Qingmei's name vaguely, stumbled over, and hugged her in his arms.

At this time, Yan Budao was really relieved.

He got up and carefully exited, and when he wanted to go out and close the door with his backhand, suddenly Ji Zimo leaned back, stretched out his arms, and let out a strange long howl from his mouth.

originally wanted to use psychedelic incense to get Ji Zimo into obedience, but he didn't expect his evil side to explode on its own at the most critical moment. Yan Budao still had one foot in the door, and one foot had already stepped out.

When it was too late, the door snapped and snapped automatically, and immediately caught one of his feet between the door. The pain was so painful that Yan Budao grinned and urgently called for someone outside to help.

Looking at Ji Zimo again, his eyes are completely black. With a murderous face, after the whistle, the doors and windows were destroyed, and Yan Budao was so frightened that he screamed even more, and limped away with the help of everyone.

Ji Zimo is not like Ji Zimo.

He stepped on the broken glass in a rage, and was so frightened that Yan Budao and the group did not dare to come out.

Ji Zimo's eyes were half-squinted, his hair stood on end, his face was blue, and he was like a bloodthirsty ghost. With Yan Budao's ability to pinch and calculate, and manipulate all ghosts, he was also shocked by his current momentum.

On the side of the tea house that day, he staggered by, and he knew that Ji Zimo was an extraordinary alternative character. He is also an excellent candidate for alchemy, as long as he takes him for himself, in the future, he is bound to be the king and hegemon.

What he didn't expect was that Ji Zimo already had a Kang Zhentian before he met him Yan Budao.

Kang Zhentian guided Ji Zimo on the right path. Trying to restrain evil from occupying the mind and consciousness, and then using evil to exert positive energy, is the evil side, which has been manipulated by positive energy to evolve into what it is now.

Yan Budao regretfully manipulated the ghost security guard to deal with Ji Zimo.

Everywhere Ji Zimo went, the lights went out.

No matter how powerful Yan Budao was, he had to evacuate urgently.

The woman who didn't know what to do, and who was wearing heavy makeup, came out and blocked Ji Zimo's way.

Ji Zimo stretched out his hand and grabbed it, his five fingers were like hooks, hooking out the woman's intestines alive, the woman screamed, and collapsed to the ground with blood flowing like an arrow. Ghost security guard with a special electric baton in his hand.

This electric rod can electrocute people, not ghosts.

Ji Zimo came to them.

More than a dozen security guards stabbed electric batons at him. Unexpectedly, when the electric rod was about to be next to Ji Zimo, it automatically bounced up and flew away from the ghost security guard.

The security guards were so frightened that they hurriedly retreated. Among them, there are people and ghosts, because of the chaotic scenes, there is no distinction between people and ghosts. are all hiding from Ji Zimo, and everywhere he goes, people turn on their backs. From the basement to the ground, everywhere was a mess for him.

Suddenly, the Imagination Building was quite shocked.

Someone called the police, someone was running, and Yan Budao saw that the matter was getting bigger, so he hid a long time ago.

It was also in vain for Chen Siming and Li Shaobing to suppress the formation, which was used for Ji Zimo's vigorous destruction, and explosions occurred in many places. It was the window panes that burst into pieces. There are glass slags in one place, and smoke is billowing in the building.

Suddenly, on the way to the Chuangxiang Building, police cars roared in, and the fire alarm was on standby.

Zhang Yang also received the news of the accident in the Chuangxiang Building, and he rushed to the first time and saw Ji Zimo in a trance, crazy and wanton destroying public facilities. He couldn't help but be taken aback, and hurriedly called to find Xiao Miya.

Xiao Gong and Qin Shuai both ran over.

For a time, Ji Zimo became a well-known neurotic. There are news reports, and there are reporters who use cameras to take pictures.

Cai Xiaolan watched the news at home and was also surprised to see Ji Zimo become the target of public criticism. She didn't care much, and hurriedly ran towards the Creative Mansion with her family.

Click, Zhang Yang received a death order, if Ji Zimo continued to sabotage and caused the number of injuries to rise, he would be killed.

In a desperate situation, Cai Xiaolan tried her best to pull away from everyone, and rushed to Ji Zimo, who was standing in the center of the venue, with a pair of black eyes open, and shouted: "Zimo, Qingmei is waiting for you to save her, you can't be so depressed, you can't make mistakes again and again, you should cheer up." ”

When Ji Zimo heard the shout, he struggled hard, looking up to the sky and howling~ Whew! Trembling all over, he fell to the ground limply.

Zhang Yang, Xiao Gong and Qin Shuai rushed to Ji Zimo, seeing that he was a normal person again.

He fell to the ground weakly, seeing Zhang Yang, seeing Xiao Gong, and seeing Qin Shuai, his eyes slowly closed and he fainted.

Ji Zimo had a strange dream.

In the dream, he went to a very beautiful place with Su Qingmei. There were butterflies, flowers and plants in that place, and his master.

He asked Master where he had gone for so long and why he hadn't come back.

The master said that he went to a far away place, and that place was also Su Qingmei's hometown, and he personally sent Su Qingju's ashes back for burial.

Ji Zimo hugged Su Qingmei and turned around and disappeared from his master. Just as he wanted to speak, Su Qing's eyebrows in his arms flashed, and he screamed before he knew that he was on the hospital bed.

Under Zhang Yang's interference, Ji Zimo's secret was not reported. It's just that someone has a strong interest in his ability, and Ji Zimo once became the research object of a hospital.

But no matter how you check it, he's still him, just like an ordinary person.

Not only that, but the pictures taken by those reporters also inexplicably disappeared, leaving a large black screen.

Because of this incident, Zhang Yang has more eyes on Chen Siming Tea House. He had to find Su Qingmei as soon as possible to prevent Ji Zimo's illness from recurring.

This book comes from reading books