"Brother, please stay!"

Yang Yifan stood up from his chair and greeted the young man in a loud voice.

The young man glanced at Yang Yifan, his brows furrowed slightly, and there was no pause in the pace under his feet, but he responded to Yang Yifan with his mouth.

"I'm sorry, I'm in a bit of a hurry right now, and I'm going to find the master inside. I'll come out later, I'll talk about it later, I'm really sorry!"

As he spoke, he was about to cross Yang Yifan and walk towards the depths of the alley.

How could Yang Yifan let him slip away from under his nose, and a dodge stopped him in his path before the young man could react.

Seeing that he had been stopped, the young man's brows furrowed even tighter, and his anxious expression became more and more intense.

"What are you stopping me for? I'm really in a hurry! This is a matter of life and death, you must not harm me!"

As he spoke, he was about to bypass Yang Yifan and continue to walk inside.

Yang Yifan's feet moved slightly, still blocking in front of the young man, not caring about the growing anger on his face, and looking him up and down.

The young man was well dressed and seemed to be from a wealthy family. But no matter how well he dressed, he couldn't hide his tired look. Judging from the deep dark circles under his eyes and the dense bloodshot on his eyeballs, he probably hadn't had a good rest for a long time.

"Don't be in a hurry to leave, I look at you, I'm afraid you haven't encountered something unusual?"

The young man was slightly stunned, but he quickly reacted, and he ran here to find the master, and it was not surprising that others could guess that he had encountered something strange.

"Do you want to kill me if you know that I am in a hurry and still don't give way?"

Yang Yifan didn't care about the young man's anger, and he just didn't give way in front of him.

"If there's anything you can say, I can't help you. ”

The young man glanced at Yang Yifan suspiciously, especially at the fluff on his mouth a few more times, and then pouted and said with some disdain.

"Little friend, I'm afraid you're not an adult yet, you should be less involved in these gods and ghosts, once some things are provoked, it's not so easy to get rid of them!"

Yang Yifan was not angry at the young man's disdain, and said with a smile.

"Don't be in a hurry to speak slowly, drink a cup of tea to moisten your throat first. ”

As he spoke, he picked up a cup of tea next to him and handed it to the young man, who subconsciously reached out to take it. But when Yang Yifan's hand was about to touch his hand, he was about to take the tea, but he was surprised to find that Yang Yifan had no teacup in his hand!

What's going on?

The young man exclaimed, you must know that he just watched Yang Yifan pick up the teacup and hand it to him, why did the teacup disappear in the blink of an eye?

"What's the matter, aren't you thirsty, you still don't think my tea tastes good, why don't you take it?"

The young man was about to answer, the teacup is gone, how can you let me take it. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he exclaimed again.

Because he actually saw the teacup in Yang Yifan's hand again, it was the one that disappeared before, and there were wisps of green smoke floating in the teacup, exuding a fragrant smell.

The young man rubbed his eyes vigorously, wondering if he hadn't rested well lately and was hallucinating. Reaching out to take the teacup and feeling the warm touch, the young man looked at Yang Yifan in surprise, just in time to meet his unfathomable smile.

The young man's heart moved, knowing that he had met a master. What kind of master did you go in and find, isn't there one in front of you!

Forehead... Although he looked a little younger, the hand just now really calmed him down. It wasn't near-field magic, it was gone before his eyes.

Although the young man began to tell Yang Yifan about his strange experience.

The man's name is Ren Lin, some time ago he went to the second-hand market, and he fell in love with a solid wood carved bed at a glance, and the seller expressed a strong desire to trade, and took the initiative to drop a lot of money at a low price.

Ren Lin secretly picked up a big bargain in his heart, and he liked the bed a lot, so he didn't hesitate anymore and bought it directly. The carved bed was transported back to his house that night, and then, Ren Lin's nightmare began...

After listening to Ren Lin's story, Yang Yifan frowned slightly, looked up at the sky, it had already begun to darken, and he was just going to Ren Lin's house to meet the ghost.

"Okay, I know what's going on, let's go back to your house first, and I'll help you solve the problem tonight!"

Ren Lin nodded, although he was very reluctant to return to that home, it was impossible not to go back. He hadn't tried not to go back to that home, and he had tried to stay at a friend's house, but wherever he went, he would wake up the next day and sleep on that carved bed.

The two had eaten outside, and when they returned to Ren Lin's house, it was completely dark.

As soon as he returned home, Ren Lin turned on all the lights in the room, and illuminated the room as if it were daytime. Yang Yifan didn't pay attention to Ren Lin's movements, but opened his eyes wide and began to search in Ren Lin's room.

However, what made Yang Yifan strange was that no matter how he searched, he couldn't find any trace of the ghost that Ren Lin said.

Yang Yifan frowned slightly, if Ren Lin didn't lie to himself, then he must have run into a ghost. But he didn't see a ghost in his house, and there was no problem with his heavenly eye, so could it be that the ghost didn't live in his house, but only came out at night?

asked Ren Lin, and he didn't know clearly. I only know that at ten o'clock in the evening, no matter what he is doing, he will pass out, and then involuntarily sleep on the carved bed, having a strange dream.

Ten o'clock.

Yang Yifan glanced at the carved bed in Ren Lin's bedroom, his eyes flickered, it seemed that he had to wait until ten o'clock to see if the ghost would appear at that time.

Maybe because of Yang Yifan's existence, Ren Lin didn't seem too scared, but he could still see that he was very nervous. Fidgeting on the couch, his hands clasped tightly together, were a little pale because of the lack of blood circulation.

As the minutes ticked by, the clock on the wall struck ten o'clock.

At the moment when the bell rang, Ren Lin, who was still walking back and forth in the room, suddenly froze in place, his head drooped, and although his eyes were still open, he had lost his luster inside.

Yang Yifan stood up from the sofa the moment Ren Lin changed, took out the broken ebony sword from the package, and looked around Ren Lin with wide eyes.

But the result was the same as always, Yang Yifan still didn't see any ghosts.

Yang Yifan's brows were almost wrinkled together, why was Ren Lin still confused when there were no ghosts?

Knock knock...

In the time that Yang Yifan was thinking, Ren Lin began to move, only to see his steps stiff as a dead corpse, walking towards the carved wooden bed step by step. Although his body was stiff, his movements were not slow at all, and he soon came to the bedside.

Yang Yifan looked at Ren Lin and was about to lie down on the bed, his eyes flashing. Suddenly, he came to the bed with an arrow step, and hit Ren Lin's neck with a blade, and Ren Lin's body stiffened and fell to the ground softly.

Yang Yifan stood under the bed and stared at the carved wooden bed for a long time, although he turned his head and glanced around the room, and then he actually made an unexpectedly action.

- He actually lay on the carved bed by himself and closed his eyes!