There was a click, and it opened.

"Zhou Daoyou, this is my home." Yi Yuanliang turned sideways and let Zhou Yizhi walk in.

It's about the same size as the mourning house where I live, and it's more than enough for a family to live.

Disorderly!

This is Zhou Yizhi's first feeling when he sees it.

The place as far as the eye could see was messy, the ground was unwashed mud and sand, and the worthless objects in the river treasure were placed haphazardly, leaning against the benches and chairs, and the garbage was overflowing and piling up.

The doors and windows were closed and airtight, and there was a foul smell in the air, which was the rotten food and some sweat mixed with the fishy smell of clothes.

It smelled quite bad, and Zhou Yizhi shrugged his nose.

Yi Yuanliang said abruptly: "Something happened during this period of time to be like this, it wasn't like this before. ”

"Don't talk about it, it's all over!"

He strode forward, the window open, and the fresh wind swept the air away the unpleasant smell.

Zhou Yizhi walked in, snorting.

Looking down, the shells of the mussels rolling randomly under his feet were dented under his feet, and he stepped over them with one foot, officially entering this messy territory.

This guy is really ...... Feel free and easy!

For his own customers, Zhou Yi has a considerable degree of tolerance and understanding.

Giving money is uncle.

Yi Yuanliang stayed aside, his expression was subtly red, obviously letting others see his home like a kennel, and he was a little embarrassed.

Zhou Yizhi walked to the side and picked up a brown teacup, which had a faint trace of spiritual power on it, and it had the same root as Yi Yuanliang: "This is the teacup you use!" ”

Yi Yuanliang replied, "Uh-huh, yes. ”

Zhou Yizhi looked around and looked at it, and there were traces of spiritual power everywhere in the kitchen.

Walking out of the kitchen, Zhou Yizhi observed the room, as if there were traces of psionic energy in the entire room.

What the hell is this ghost doing?

Zhou Yizhi didn't understand it, the whole room had traces of it, and it seemed that he had lived for a while, but Yi Yuanliang was still safe and sound.

Could it be that this is a ghost at home, living in peace with his master, and taking care of his own affairs?

This is rare.

But soon, Zhou Yizhi saw something, a broken rope exposed from the corner of the wall.

The break in the rope was rather irregular, as if it had been violently struggling.

And the traces of spiritual power on this rope were the items with the strongest traces of spiritual power that he had ever seen.

Yi Yuanliang looked at Zhou Yizhi's eyes, his face changed, and he walked over and put the rope aside, sloppy: "This rope is prepared at home to tie things." ”

Hehe!

If I hadn't seen the fluctuations in spiritual power on this and really believed your nonsense, things would have started to get interesting.

Yi Yuanliang's face was full of expectant inquiry: "How about it, can you destroy that ghost!" ”

Zhou Yizhi shook his head and looked out the window at dusk, and the farthest ring of gold on the horizon was shining intoxicatingly: "Maybe it's because it's daytime!" I'll see it in the evening, it won't be long anyway. ”

"Weak ghosts and ghosts usually come out at night."

"But I saw a single fly up during the day!" Yi Yuanliang muttered, his eyes full of distrust.

To be honest, he regrets it a little now, this guy only needs eight spirit stones sounds cheap, but now that he thinks about it, it is not very reliable.

Eight spirit stones plus what his father left behind, and it is useless to invite a late stage of Qi training who can destroy ghosts and goblins to make a move?

"Idle Travels"

His father didn't know where to find the travelogue, and his father was fascinated and studied the above methods every day.

As a result, the neighbor was finally cured according to the above method, which led to the family falling to this point.

When Yi Yuanliang was a child, he heard the sounds of killing, and he couldn't sleep well when he hid in the quilt.

Yi Yuanliang actually has hatred for this book and his father.

It's obviously not about his father's business, and his mother has dissuaded him, but he wants to be this good man, saying that a dead horse is a live horse, why don't you try it if you have the chance.

Later, his father died, and he himself was older, so he lightened this hatred.

But he still felt that the book was not good, and the content in it was strange and full of absurdity.

Is such a broken book for a master who can slay evil spirits to take action?

He didn't believe it.

Or rather, you have what it takes.

Can you open a place to slay evil in that corner?

If you really have the ability not to shine in the evil slash, and be a little person here?

His IQ returned and he began to self-examine, but fortunately, he only gave "Idle Life Travels" in advance, and did not give eight spirit stones.

This guy shouldn't wait for the night to come, just dance a big god, tell yourself that this ghost has been destroyed by yourself, and call yourself to pay for it!

That's a lot of money.

……

The two sat and waited for it to get dark.

They have different expressions, each with their own thoughts, and they haven't spoken for a long time.

Zhou Yizhi wondered why this unlucky child could live so long.

In his opinion, it was obvious from the rope that it was this guy who killed someone.

The man was unwilling to turn into a ghost and a ghost and come back for revenge.

It's just that I haven't figured out why Yi Yuanliang can live for so long, and he can even survive for thousands of years.

Why didn't the goblin kill him?

Is it preparing to torture slowly?

No matter, just catch it and ask.

Outside the window, the dark clouds gradually dispersed, the moon turned and the stars shifted, and slowly, a touch of moonlight shone in.

A cold wind blew from the window.

The curtains fluttered violently.

Here it comes!

Zhou Yizhi's eyes narrowed, and he looked at the faint distortion of the spiritual power gathering space above his head.

A transparent figure slowly floated from the ceiling.

In Zhou Yizhi's field of vision, it is composed of colorful colors.

First the feet.

Leg.

Torso.

Neck.

When it was fully formed, Zhou Yizhi looked at the ghost.

Looking at the colors on the ghost's body, there is also a passage closely connected with Yi Yuanliang.

The spiritual power gathered in his hand suddenly dispersed.

He froze in place.

Wait a minute.

How is the plot different from what I imagined!

Yi Yuanliang sat in his position, even if he couldn't see the ghost, he could feel that something was wrong from the swing of the curtain and the demonic wind.

The voice of his teeth chattering and swallowing his saliva: "Is this coming?" ”

Zhou Yizhi nodded: "That's right!" ”

"What about you...... Come on...... Destroy him! ”

Yi Yuanliang's voice was full of strong fear, he didn't feel it before, but now that he thinks about it, he actually stayed with the ghost for so many days!

I can't stop being afraid.

"Are you sure you want me to do this?" Zhou Yizhi asked rhetorically, with a mysterious expression on his face that was very difficult to ponder.

What does that mean?

Yi Yuanliang was stunned in place, and then thought of the previous possibility, and his face became very ugly.

This guy can't be incapable of solving it, he just wants to cheat money. Wait until a ghost does appear and find an excuse to run away!

Looking at Zhou Yizhi's strange expression, Yi Yuanliang felt something.

Zhou Yizhi looked at his appearance, probably guessed what he thought, smiled dumbly, and was speechless for a while: "See for yourself!" ”