"Hell!"

Zhang Wanran screamed, and immediately hugged her female classmates, and the five people who lived downstairs also ran out, the lights were not on, and they could only take out a lighter to look, and the eyed man named Zhang Chunlong checked the statue and shouted upstairs:

"What are you doing, how did you smash the things of other people's masters, now it's okay, this statue is marble, let alone tens of thousands!"

The three people living upstairs all looked at Zhang Huen and Fan Mengqi, Zhang Huen didn't care if it was tens of thousands or not, he ran down with the demon pestle, and shouted to the students:

"All stay here for me and don't move, Kiki put my bag on her back and take out the Jizo Sutra, which has the white-veined talisman opened by Master Xiuguang, circle everyone, don't move around!"

The group of students were in a fog by what he said, Zhang Chunlong was obviously the boss among them, and shouted:

"Who are you, you're still so arrogant when you break things, hey, what are you doing, that's my house!"

Zhang Huen broke into his room, opened his mouth and found no abnormality, and ran out and rushed into other people's houses to come again, Zhang Chunlong followed behind him with his classmates, and shouted impatiently:

"What are you going to do, I can tell you, now is a society ruled by law, even if you are a madman, you can't trespass on private houses like this!"

Zhang Huen didn't bother to take care of him, only searched the eight bedrooms downstairs, but didn't find anything, so he went into the kitchen and two bathrooms, and still didn't find anything, sure enough, it was really deep enough, Zhang Huen rushed upstairs again, Fan Mengqi had already put on his satchel, handed the white-veined talisman over and asked those students to help, except for Zhang Wanran, Sun Tiantian and the boy named Shu Zhong tied up according to his words, the other four men and one woman didn't listen to Fan Mengqi at all. =

The boy named Shu Zhong followed his ass with his phone in his hand. Said excitedly:

"Master, it's haunted, looking at your performance, it must be haunted, I think my mobile phone might be able to help, you see. I took a picture of everyone just now, and found that Ye Huaran's head was gone again. ”

Zhang Huen hurriedly snatched his mobile phone and took a look, and found that among the boys gathered downstairs, a tall man's face was blurred, and he turned around and shouted to everyone:

"Who is Ye Huaran?"

As soon as everyone turned around, no one raised their hands and no one made a sound, Zhang Chunlong said loudly:

"He's urgent, I'm afraid it's 。。。。。。"

Zhang Huen pushed away the boys who were blocking the way, and rushed downstairs again, and a group of people rushed downstairs with a bang. Shu Zhong hurriedly followed with his mobile phone, and saw Zhang Huen standing at the door of the bathroom, holding a magic weapon and chanting Prajnaparamita, but he didn't knock on the door.

Zhang Chunlong felt that this was simply a farce, reached out and knocked on the bathroom door, shouting:

"Yezi, what's wrong, it's not out yet!"

"Alright. Right away! ”

The voice from inside relieved everyone, and Zhang Huen took a step back with a solemn expression. Continue to recite Prajnaparamita until the tall man came out, saw a crowd of people outside, and smiled:

"What are you doing, god, hell?"

Everyone exhaled in unison. A lightning bolt flashed, and Ye Huaran, who had a bloody face, walked towards Zhang Chunlong with a smile, Zhang Chunlong was so frightened that he stepped back and shouted:

"You。。。。。。 Why are you covered in blood? ”

"What?"

"Smack!"

The lights of the villa suddenly turned on, and everyone looked at Ye Huaran, who was covered in blood in front of them. They screamed. Ye Huaran looked at his blood-stained hands, looked back, and the blood-colored footprints between them stretched from his feet to the bathroom, and he rolled his eyes and fainted on the ground.

"Revealing the truth, revealing the truth, revealing the truth, revealing the truth of the Bodhisattva, Bodhisattva Bha."

As soon as Zhang Huen opened his eyes and brushed his sleeves into the bathroom, a string of protective prayer beads shot inside, and after a burst of light, those blood stains began to disappear gradually, and soon they penetrated into the floor and wall, except for the blood stains on Ye Huaran's body, the bathroom became clean inside and out.

"Hell!"

Zhang Chunlong screamed again and walked towards the outside of the villa, and the group of students also fled one after another, leaving only Zhang Huen, Fan Mengqi and Shu Chong, who was holding his mobile phone and constantly taking wild shots, and of course, Ye Huaran, who fell to the ground unconscious.

"Why don't you go?"

Zhang Huen looked at this high-spirited Shu Zhong strangely, running away at this moment should be the reaction of a normal person, right? Shu Zhong took a photo of everyone, and then took a photo with a v gesture, and then said:

"Okay, all four of us still have heads, and I'm relieved."

"Are you really daring?"

Fan Mengqi said with a smile on the side, who knew that Shu Zhong scratched his head embarrassedly and said:

"I have a disease, a very strange disease, the doctor said that I must be cured, but unfortunately I have found many people and failed to cure it?"

"What disease?"

"I don't know what fear is, what the doctor said is hippocampal blockage, anything that you usually define as being able to produce fear can't be stored in my deep brain cells, so I still don't know what fear is?"

Zhang Huen complained for a while, that feeling is good, if this kid goes to act in a horror movie, he will be a reprint of himself.

"But that doesn't explain why you don't run, and even if you don't have fear, don't you have basic conformity?"

"The truth is always in the hands of a few, it's rare to meet a master who can subdue demons and eliminate demons, I'm still running, am I stupid?"

"You 。。。。。。"

Zhang Huen shook his head and squatted down to check Ye Huaran's condition, this kid is very strong, is he a legendary sports student? He helped Ye Huaran to the sofa, took the white-veined talisman from Fan Mengqi's hand and surrounded the living room in a small circle, let Shu Zhong come in, and said:

"Stay in here, let's look for it again tomorrow morning, that ghost is not simple, always one step ahead of me, and never confronts me head-on, I guess you want to play hide and seek with me, right?"

"Master, can you teach me a little bit of self-protection exercises, you see, how can multiple people have more strength, right?"

"Whoa."

Zhang Huen threw over a copy of the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra and asked him to read it, but after a few glances, the kid became sleepy, and barely stared at the words on it with Hatche, reading it word by word.

Time passed minute by minute, the clock on the wall ticked and ticked, the ghost seemed to be expelled, anyway, there was no more trouble, everyone was sleepy, but Zhang Huen did not dare to rest, he let them sleep first, and he sat in the center of the talisman and recited the Prajnaparamita Heart Sutra. After a while of chanting, Fan Mengqi also closed his eyes, Zhang Huen listened to their breathing, stopped chanting, and looked out the window, the wind and rain outside the window, I don't know what the fate of that group of students should be?

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The exhausted boys and girls who ran in the wind and rain finally ran to a bright apartment building, they banged on the iron door of the apartment building, shouting for help inside, and a porter old man came over with a flashlight and asked through the iron door:

"What are you doing? What's the noise in the middle of the night? ”

"Uncle, help, let us in, behind, there are ghosts chasing us behind!"

"What? What the heck? I said you students are really, drunk, God babbling, forget it, look at you pitiful, let me in. ”

The uncle took out the keychain and began to rummage through the key to the door, the students outside have been urging him to hurry up, looking behind him from time to time, the deep fear ghost suddenly appeared behind, the uncle finally found the key and was about to open the door, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked:

"I said, where did you come from?"

"We are students of Jinghua University, uncle, please open the door quickly."

"I'm not asking where you go to school, I'm asking where you're from?"

"Does it matter?"

"Of course it matters, what if you're a wanderer?"

"Uncle, where did you see that we were wandering criminals?"

"Anyway, if you don't say it, I won't open the door, if you let you in, these owners will complain about me again."

"Okay, uncle, we said, we escaped from the villa over there, which is Villa 117!"

Uncle's key suddenly fell to the ground, he bent down to pick up the key, his expression was numb, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva and retreated, and the students hurriedly shouted:

"Uncle, we are really not smugglers, you can do it to save us!"

As he walked towards the porter, he turned back to them and said:

"Run, run as far as you can, I can't save you, that place is a well-known haunted house, but whoever gets involved will not end well, I really can't save you, run!"

"You 。。。。。。"

Zhang Chunlong was so angry that he suddenly stopped calling, looked ahead in horror, through the iron door, he saw a woman in white walking barefoot, she walked to the old man who was looking for the key to open the door, the old man immediately sat down in front of the gatehouse, pointed at her and said:

"No。。。。。。 Don't come to me, go 。。。。。。 Go...... Go find them, I'。。。。。。 I...... I didn't let them in! ”

The woman smiled and pinched a severed hand to greet the old man, the old man immediately trembled, covered his heart and twitched, looking at the old man who kept kicking his legs, the woman smiled and walked towards the door, a pair of scarlet eyes looked so clear in the rainy night. (To be continued.) )