As soon as he entered the room, Yan Ze smelled an indescribable smell.

It's like a rotting corpse that has been in this room for a long time.

But in addition to this rotten smell, Yan Ze could smell a faint fragrance again, as if trying to purify this unpleasant smell.

There was still the sound of breathing on the bed, Yan Ze walked over, and saw the old man lying on the bed, if he was one day late, it was estimated that he would really die in bed.

Perhaps hearing the movement, the old man opened his eyes slightly.

When he saw the man standing on the edge of the bed, he opened his mouth to say something, but he couldn't.

"Xiao Yanze, fight quickly, don't waste time inside, my painting can protect the old man, don't worry about his safety."

Que Zhou's voice suddenly sounded in Yan Ze's ears.

He immediately seemed to have received an order, and his eyes instantly became fierce.

Que Zhou and the housekeeper outside the door heard a voice coming from the room.

The voice was even more eerie than the one I had heard in the hallway, and it seemed to be the voice of more than one person.

Ordinary people will definitely not be able to stand this voice when they hear it.

Que Zhou hurriedly stuffed a piece of rune paper for the housekeeper, "Housekeeper, this rune paper was given to me by my brother, hurry up and grab it, otherwise we will be affected by this ghost's cry." ”

The butler clutched the talisman in his hand.

In the past, if someone told him that there were ghosts in the world, he would definitely think that this was a certain age, and there were still people who were so superstitious.

Even yesterday, he had some skepticism about whether there really were ghosts in this world.

After all, I have found so many masters before, but none of them can really catch ghosts.

But today, he really believes that there are ghosts in the world.

Because he clearly saw that in the old man's room, which was originally pitch black, two ghosts flashed in an instant.

He even stared at one of the ghosts.

After staring at each other, and then, in the blink of an eye, the butler seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss, surrounded by a dark and cold patch.

He raised his eyes, and they met a pair of eyes with only black pupils.

"Ahhh!!hhh —" The butler's screams came.

Que Zhou instantly covered his eyes, "Butler, you close your eyes and sit down, don't think about it or look at it, hold the talisman paper tightly, and think of something happy, such as a salary increase or something like that." ”

The housekeeper wanted to cry without tears, "I ..... I can't think of it. ”

Que Zhou supports the forehead.

She forced the butler to sit down on the ground, "Then don't open your eyes, and don't look at the old man's room until my brother shows up." ”

"Well... The butler had completely lost his steadiness just now, and his voice trembled a little with fright.

He hurriedly sat down against the wall, and Que Zhou stared into the room.

The situation inside was far more complicated than Yan Ze imagined.

Little Sesame's eyes were almost dazzling, "Sister, how do I feel like there are so many ghosts in it." ”

"You feel right, there are a lot of ghosts in it, there are curses, there are also formations that attract luck, many things, more than one person wants to harm the old man and the Zhao family."

"Oh my God, who did the Zhao family provoke, why is it so miserable." Little Sesame sighed, this wool shouldn't catch a person, right?

And looking at the faces of the housekeeper and the man who was dyed with anger just now, the Zhao family is not bad.

Even Chen Meixin, the daughter-in-law who married in later, has a warm and moist face, and it shouldn't be the kind of heinous physique that summons spirits.

Que Zhou took a deep breath.

In this unpleasant smell, a trace of a smell very similar to Du Feng was captured.

She raised her hand and grabbed it.

A handful of black silk was held in her palm, wriggling like a black nematode, very disgusting.

And Que Zhou opened his mouth like that and swallowed the black silk.

Sure enough, it was Du Feng.

Her eyes lit up first, and then she was ruthless in an instant, and Que Zhou felt as if she had found the reason why Du Feng could make the Danfeng Group so big in just a few decades.

It stands to reason that if a cultivator is extremely gifted in cultivation, then he must be ignorant of some things in the mundane world.

For example, Yan Ze is a living example.

He has an excellent talent for cultivation, but his ability to get along with people is almost zero.

There is giving and taking, and the way of heaven will not let one person occupy all the benefits, even if it is lucky.

But this Du Feng is also very powerful in cultivation, and there is such a big company in the human world, Que Zhou originally felt strange, but if he absorbed the luck of other people's families, then it would not be strange.

The black silk in her palm condensed exactly the same as the one she had just eaten, and those black silks instantly re-entered the room.

Then, the sound of the fierce fighting in the room suddenly stopped.

The originally dark room seemed to have been dispelled, and the little Taoist priest's robe was gradually revealed.

Together with the blood on his cheeks.

He was holding this thing in his hand, and it was a gossip mirror.

But if you look closely, everything on the gossip mirror is the opposite of the real gossip mirror.

Yan Ze put the gossip mirror in his bag, and his arm was held firmly by Que Zhou, "How is it?" ”

"Ran two, the ghosts in there don't seem to have thought about the old man's life, they have been absorbing the essence of the old man, fortunately, your painting is protecting the old man, plus his own luck is excellent, there is more than a force in this, Que Zhou, I think it's a bit tricky."

"Call me by name?" Que Zhou sighed.

Yan Ze lowered his eyes and looked at her, and sighed, "Then ......?" ”

Before he finished speaking, he reacted first and whispered, "Sister..... Sister. ”

"Well, my sister also noticed it just now, it should be Du Feng who absorbs luck, and there is a force in it that is resentment, but since this resentment is not aimed at the old man, and he deliberately hurts the old man, it should be related to the people around the old man, and there is also a resentment that is a few people who were killed in the Zhao family, those few are simple, just send people to the underworld."

Yan Ze gasped, "Sister, do you know what you're talking about?" ”

"Huh? What did you say? ”

"You said you were going to send people into the underworld, but no one knows how the door of the underworld will open."

As he spoke, Yan Ze saw the corners of Que Zhou's mouth rising slightly.

He was shocked in his heart, "Sister, you won't ...... Even how to open the door of the underworld, right?? ”

Que Zhou smiled.

"My master, who has some skills, did teach me this trick, En...... I'll say later, you can open it. ”

"Huh? I can't, I-"

"Man......" Que Zhou moved closer to Yan Ze, breathed like an orchid, and whispered in his ear, "Man, how can you say that you can't do it?" ”