"It changed in the middle of the night, and so-joon went over to close the window. Song Zhong disagreed, and said lightly.

"Okay!" Song Xiujun was just about to get up, and his eyes instantly darkened.

All the lights went out, and the living room was plunged into darkness, and the five fingers were missing.

"What's the situation, is there a power outage?"

"The wind was so strong that it knocked down the power poles. ”

"Don't talk nonsense! The pole won't fall, and the resistance wire will burst. ”

"There may be a power outage, no need to panic. ”

The 200-inch LCD TV hanging on the wall suddenly lit up, playing local news.

"Early this morning, Mr. Jiang Kuifa, a well-known entrepreneur in the city, died unexpectedly because of overeating, and his body was temporarily unclaimed, and he was contacting the family of the deceased. ”

Song Zhong's old face was as gloomy as water, and the timid Jiang Fat Man was not running away from a ghost, how could he hang up unexpectedly, this was definitely not an accident, could he really hit a ghost, how could this be possible?

The LCD TV was turned off instantly, and the chandelier lit up again, illuminating everyone's pale faces, Jiang Fatzi was their acquaintance, and he often went in and out of the Song family's villa.

"Why is the light on again, it's too evil. ”

"It's not Jiang Fatzi's ghost, we have no enmity with him. ”

"What the hell is going on?"

With a bang, all the light bulbs burst instantly, the violent yin wind blew into the living room, and the indoor temperature instantly dropped to minus 30 degrees, reaching the low temperature of the cold winter wax moon, and countless little ghost wolves rushed into the window crying and howling, and pounced on everyone with their teeth and claws.

The hall was pitch black, the screams were endless, the clansmen were in chaos, Song Zhong was too busy to take care of himself, and the scene was completely out of control.

"Who is the demon, dare to go to the Song family to pretend to be a ghost, and you can't find death. Song Zhong roared angrily, his eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his palms brought up a violent wind, and his true qi penetrated his body.

Song Zhong's true qi protects his body, and he blows up a little ghost with one palm with all his strength, instantly regaining his self-confidence, and bursting out with terrifying strength, the grandmaster is strong and yang, and it is difficult for ghosts to get close to him, chasing the little ghost and shooting wildly.

Truly, abruptly!

Shrill and piercing laughter drifted into the living room, and everyone was terrified, like a ghost and a wild cat, hanging upside down in the window, admiring the chaotic fight scenes, waving their hands forward.

Two white skulls flew into the battlefield, dodging Song Zhong's edge, chasing the living and biting, everyone was terrified, frightened, and fled in embarrassment.

Under the dark night, Duan Lang led Doudou to lead the way, and followed behind secretly, the two of them wore masks, both dressed in black, and sneaked into the dark single-family villa, the top floor was fighting, and the first floor was empty.

"Doudou quickly find a treasure trove, let's get rich. Duan Lang touched Doudou's head and whispered.

"Wang!" Doudou trotted happily, lowered his head and sniffed around, and went straight to the underground secret room.

Soon it was found that the underground secret room, the alloy cast round safety door, fingerprint pupil recognition, plus the password lock and door key, the cannon could not open the alloy door, and it was difficult to break the door into the sky.

"Steel Jump with Doudou to take the wind, I'll go in and take a look!" Duan Lang whispered.

"The gate is rock solid, how do you get in?" said with a wry smile.

"Piercing through the wall!" Duan Lang slammed into the wall before he could finish speaking, and his figure suddenly disappeared.

"Cow break!" Steel's face was full of envy and exclaimed.

In the secret room, there are ten square meters, Duan Lang opens the perspective eye, the surroundings are as bright as day, there are nine yellow rosewood cabinets, the cabinet is full of all kinds of rare treasures, pearl agate, jade jade, cat's eye gemstones...... It's full of glittering treasures.

Duan Lang was unceremonious, regardless of the thirty-seven twenty-one, all the yellow rosewood cabinets were thrown into the super backpack, and he took the inconspicuous jade treasure box at the bottom of the cabinet, and felt the terrifying aura, and his eyes lit up instantly.

"Found the baby!" Duan Lang was ecstatic, opened the treasure box and saw that there was a pink spar the size of a walnut lying inside.

"Ding Dong! Congratulations to the host, the mutilated demon pill has been found, and the system recovery has started!"

"Don't recycle it, can you eat this demon pill?" Duan Lang held the demon pill and said anxiously.

"System prompt: There are two possibilities for the host to take the demon pill, one is to become a monster that is not a human or a demon, and the other is to explode and die. ”

"So powerful!" Duan Lang smiled bitterly.

"Ding! Recover a Broken Demon Pill, exchange it for 5,000 points, and the cumulative value of 7,600 points. ”

"The demon pill is gone. Duan Lang's face was full of depression, and he continued to search the secret room, and found ten spirit stones in the corner, but he never found any treasures such as magic weapons and spirit weapons.

Looking around the empty secret room, Duan Lang was proud of the spring breeze, the ancient martial arts family was extraordinary, collecting rare treasures, making it the same as a small treasure, unlike the small family of the Wu family, the nouveau riche was full of atmosphere, and the collection was all golden and beautiful knives, which was unbearable.

The figure on the wall flashed, and Duan Lang appeared outside the secret room, watching the vigilant steel jump, leading Doudou upstairs.

Seeing Duan Lang returning empty-handed, Gang Jump didn't ask much, and followed behind with a demon-slaying pestle.

The lavish living room was full of skulls and imps, and only eight people stood on the spot.

Like a ghost and a wild cat, he was still hanging upside down at the window, his small eyes swept the audience, and he smiled madly: "Old thief Song, you have also tasted the taste of a ruined family." ”

Song Zhong was embarrassed, his face was full of murder, and he said angrily: "Ghost thing, the old man has no regrets with you, why do you want to destroy my Song family." ”

Yin Ghost said predictively: "Ten years ago, in the arson case in Yinjia Village, my family was ruined and died in the hands of Jiang Fatzi, I crawled out of hell, you Song Zhong is the mastermind behind the scenes, you all have to die, and none of them can escape!"

"Hell, damn it!" Song Xiujun suddenly took out the big black star, aimed at the Yin ghost in the window, decisively pulled the trigger, and frantically shot out the bullets.

Bang bang bang!

A dense rain of bullets swept by, the black robe hung in the window, full of bullet holes, and the Yin ghost disappeared.

Song Zhong's expression was solemn, he dodged in front of Song Xiujun, holding Lan Wow's long knife, and said angrily: "Everyone be careful, this ghost thing is very evil, and it is not easy to kill." ”

The crowd scattered, looked around vigilantly, held the weapon in their hands, and out of the gloom, a thin ghost figure.

"Everyone's going to die, cowhide. ”

Ghost Yin laughed wildly, stretched out two slender fingers, and snapped his fingers vigorously.

Bang!

The crisp sound spread throughout the hall, everyone looked at each other, and then their faces were like earth, they were sweating profusely, covering their stomachs with their hands, and kneeling on the ground, their stomachs were like balloons, rapidly expanding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then bursting, and the six masters were desperate and frightened, and they fell to the ground without moving.

Seeing the terrifying scene of the explosion and death, Song Xiujun's eyes rolled and his legs kicked and fainted.

Song Zhong's face was distorted, his left hand was holding his stomach, his right hand was holding a long knife to the ground, his true qi was released, he was half-kneeling on the ground, staring directly at the Yin ghost not far away, and said with a cracked mouth: "Head lowering master, when did you lower your head, why didn't I notice it?"