Wang Jiapeng stretched out his hand and drew a mark on the forehead of Qin Han, who had fainted, and Qin Han's body fell asleep after a trembling.

"This girl's yin qi enters her body, her yang qi is weak, and she naturally can't bear it when she sees the Buddha's light, what is going on?" Wang Jiapeng asked puzzled, this friend had to find something for him every time he appeared, such as snatching the Buddha statue he had just invited back from his master like a bandit from here last time.

Indeed, Wang Jiapeng's not too big room is placed with all kinds of Buddha statues, Bodhisattvas, Guanyin, Arhats and all kinds of gods, with abundant Buddha energy, filthy things to this place, there is nothing to hide.

"Yin Qi has entered the body, could it be that the resentful spirit clone has already attached itself to Qin Han's body?" Liu Chen habitually touched his chin and said.

"What wraith, what the hell is going on?"

Liu Chen told Wang Jiapeng about the events of the past few days, the 414 studio and the nightmare, as well as some of his suspicions.

"Since you know that the resentful spirit is trapped in the ghost building by gossip, it is better for you and me to find a way to lower her now, just directly. Wang Jiapeng said.

"Damn, how can it be that simple, the resentful spirit has been attached to the five brushes at least, two of which have been sealed by me in the store, and three of them are missing, if you can't completely eliminate the resentful spirit, then there will be no good life, I don't want to have nightmares every day, and besides, I still know how many catties and taels you have, and it is so good that it is better than me, let's go and let the resentful spirit kill it." Liu Chen said bitterly, this time the matter is really not ordinary tricky.

"Soul is faint, you want to be strong again, so what are you going to do?"

"Look at it, take one step at a time, find out this matter clearly in order to have a countermeasure, you can help me take care of this girl, rest assured, I brought the cheats left by my father, it's okay, I'll call you if there's something, no need to send it." Liu Chen got up and walked out as he spoke.

Wang Jiapeng is different from Liu Chen, Liu Chen is a natural ability, he has never taken Taoism to heart, and has always thought about how to live a good life, and Jiapeng has followed the famous Buddhist teacher since he was a child, and has studied Buddhist scriptures, although he is also a half-hanger, his cultivation is at least a little higher than Liu Chen, and Liu Chen is also relieved to settle Qin Han here.

And this is the trouble he got into, and he didn't want to involve Peng Peng in unnecessary circumstances and put his good friend in danger.

Teacher Chen Feng, it seems that I have to visit you again tonight.

He had an inexplicable premonition that there must be something wrong with this Chen Feng, but Qin Han was present before, so it was inconvenient for him to make any moves.

When Liu Chen arrived at Chen Feng's house, it was almost midnight, and the security door that should have been closed was now hidden, revealing a small crack dangling, as if waiting for his arrival.

He cautiously pushed open the hidden door, and could vaguely distinguish that it was a two-bedroom apartment, and a figure on a chair in the hall had his back to him, which looked very strange in the dimly lit room, and the cool breeze blew from the open window, which gave him goosebumps.

I leaned on, it wouldn't be braids, should I go in this case, he was a little cowardly, and unconsciously took a few steps back.

Liu Chen gritted his teeth, afraid of a yarn, the ghost building survived that night, and he was still afraid of this.

He held his breath and tiptoed in, the security door behind him was slammed shut as if it had been pushed down, and he trembled all over, his hair stood on end, and he almost struck a palm thunderbolt out.

Before he could get close to the man in the chair in front of him, there was a sharp knock on the door.

Knock knock~

"Is there anyone in there? is there anyone in there?" asked a high-pitched voice mechanically.

Liu Chen didn't dare to answer.

"No one. A slow voice replied.

Liu Chen's heart was beating wildly, and a chill approached from the air around him, not knowing whether it was fear or cold, which made him shiver all over, and the slow voice seemed to come from the body in front of him, he stood in the middle of the two, and a feeling of being surrounded suddenly came over.

The knock on the door became more and more urgent, and the voice outside the door screamed frantically, "Is there anyone?

"No one. The slow voice still replied.

I'm leaning on your sister! The ghost knocked on the door! Liu Chen ran into the bedroom next to him in fright, and hid in the closet, not even daring to breathe.

Lao Tzu is not afraid, this is a strategic transfer, Liu Chen, who was hiding in the closet, did not forget to find comfort for himself.

It's just that he can see the face of the person on the chair clearly from the gap in the wardrobe from this angle, a bloody pit has been smashed out of his face, the brain and blood have been somewhat coagulated, the facial features are difficult to distinguish, the eyeballs and flesh strips are drooping on the "face", he can't distinguish his appearance at all, and he stiffly "laughs" in the direction of Liu Chen.

Is this Chen Feng? Liu Chen gasped, his lips trembled, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and he felt that the blood in his whole body began to flow backwards, and he had never dared to even watch a horror movie, and when he saw such a terrifying face, his legs were weak and he almost fell out.

I just rely on it, can't you die a little more pleasing to the eye, but it's beautiful, aren't you afraid that other ghosts will discriminate against your appearance, Liu Chen now has no courage to take a second look, and turned his head and thought.

With a "crunch", the door was opened, and the sound of footsteps entered the living room, or the strange mechanical sound just now, "Is there anyone in the house?"

"No one. That slow voice actually sounded in Liu Chen's ears, and there was a cool breeze.

Liu Chen was so shocked that he almost didn't breathe out and suffocated to death, and fell out with a "plop", and a black shadow behind him held a sharp knife and instantly followed, stabbing him in the back.

Liu Chen's left eye suddenly rose blue, and the black shadow behind him was forcibly dispersed, and he seized the opportunity to think that the palm thunder in his hand was shot out indiscriminately, and the room hissed, as if something had been torn apart by electric light.

I relied on your sister, Lao Tzu is not powerful, you are my Hello KT Ah Liu Chen closed his eyes and beat randomly, and the room finally returned to silence.

It's really pumping until the water is cut off, and the water is more flowing, and the ghost doesn't repair it.

He sat down on the ground with a heavy pant and weakness, his clothes were already soaked with cold sweat, and when he calmed down, he looked around, and there were only scraps of paper and a sharp knife for cutting meat.

It seems that this resentful spirit still has a helper, he has already reacted when he sees the shredded paper, and the ghost knocked on the door just now by the paper man who cast an evil spell.

Who is colluding with the spirits, and for what purpose?

Liu Chen could only suppress the doubt in his heart, and reluctantly got up and walked towards the corpse.

He was frightened again and again, a little numb, and when he opened the corpse, he didn't feel terrible, but a student ID dropped from the corpse caught his attention.

Liu Chen opened it and looked at it, his pupils contracted violently, and he was speechless in surprise.

The name on it is Li Yang! The student ID card also has a one-inch photo of him, and it is a beautiful boy who has had a two-sided relationship with him.

How could Li Yang die in Chen Feng's house, it doesn't look like it was done by a resentful spirit, could it be that Li Yang knew something and was killed by Chen Feng?

All this was logical, but Liu Chen felt that something was wrong, and he couldn't think of anything wrong.

The resentful spirits in the 414 studio, the brushes, the sound of water droplets in the dream, the ghost knocking on the door in the dark, Li Yang who is dead in front of him, and the suspect Chen Feng who is missing, these fragmentary clues do not seem to have too many keys, but there is a hidden thread that connects everything together.

But what is it? Liu Chen was puzzled, and now things are becoming more and more confusing.