Just as the girl was complacent, showing off something to Xiao Wenwen, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind her and grabbed her hair hard.

"Ahh

The girl turned around in horror and looked at Wen Tingfang, who was carrying a big knife in her hand and had a cold look in her eyes, "Old ...... Boss, what are you going to do!?"

Wen Tingfang's face was hideous, "***, I hope you can remember in the next life that you don't smoke in my house!"

The door of the living room and bathroom opened, and Wen Tingfang kicked the struggling girl down, still holding a small piece of her scalp torn off in her hand.

The glass door closed slowly, and through the blurred frosted glass, I could vaguely see Wen Tingfang raising a bright big knife.

With a click, blood splattered on the glass door, and the terrible screams came to an abrupt end, and my heart was beating to watch.

Murphy was shocked and angry, "He's killing someone!"

With that, Murphy was about to walk in the direction of the bathroom.

I grabbed her by the hand, "It's just an illusion, and you can't decide anything other than to block yourself."

We stood at the door like this until the sound of chopping inside ended, and Wen Tingfang, who had taken off her raincoat and shoes, stood in the living room again in white.

The servants in the villa seem to have become accustomed to all this.

There were two uniformed bodyguards who went in with a large black plastic bag, and put them in the cleaning truck one after another, wiping the blood from the walls by the way.

Xiao Wenwen was completely frightened, her face was pale, her hands and feet were stiff, and she was still stepping on the ashes of the talisman that had just burned out just now, and she didn't dare to move her steps.

My heart also rose to my throat, silently praying that Wen Tingfang would not find out.

Suddenly, Murphy next to me asked a strange question, "Qianlong Dragon, if Xiao Wenwen dies here tonight, will you feel guilty?"

I hesitated, then shook my head.

"No, it won't. The path was chosen by Xiao Wenwen herself, and there is a chance of success, but also a possibility of failure."

"Even if you regret it, it should be Xiao Wenwen's regret, it has nothing to do with me."

Murphy looked at me with a somewhat complicated look, "Sometimes I really don't know if you're compassionate or selfish."

"Selfish, of course."

Without hesitation, I said, "If a man is not for himself, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed."

"The road is difficult and obstructive, and if you take a wrong step, you will never recover, how can I scruple about others."

Murphy snorted and muttered, "Selfish ghost."

Wen Tingfang's face showed a gentle smile, "Wenwen, what are you doing in a daze, follow me back to the room."

"Okay boss."

Xiao Wenwen moved her steps with difficulty, and as soon as she took a step forward, Wen Tingfang's brows suddenly furrowed, "How dirty are your slippers, it looks like you are stepping on some dust."

"This ......"

Xiao Wenwen's legs trembled so much that she almost couldn't hold it and knelt down.

Wen Tingfang, whose eyebrows were tightly locked, suddenly smiled, picked up Xiao Wenwen by the waist, and said in a particularly gentle voice, "You must have accidentally stepped on her cigarette ashes."

"Don't be afraid, I'm not a psychopathic murderer."

"The reason why I killed her was because more than a month ago, she had colluded with another company to change jobs, and even collected black materials from our company as a threat."

"How could I be willing to hurt you with such a well-behaved child as you."

The bedroom door slowly opened, and Murphy subconsciously wanted to follow.

I grabbed Murphy's arm, "Or ...... We'll check the other rooms first and wait until they're done."

"No, what if he hurts Xiao Wenwen!"

Murphy dodged into the bedroom, and I stood in the living room waiting.

Sure enough, a minute later, Murphy's cheeks were crimson like boiled prawns, and he turned around and stood in the doorway with a short breath.

"Perverted...... It's so perverted! It's the first time in my life I've seen a pervert like him!"

I glanced at her disdainfully, "Both

I told you not to watch it."

I walked to the bathroom where the murder had just occurred.

The blood stains on the walls and floors have been washed clean, and even the fishy smell in the air has been covered by perfume.

Only on the ground, the yin energy belonging to a woman has not dissipated for a long time.

A minute later, the sinister power of the ground slowly gathered into a human form.

The woman with bruised skin and bleeding from her seven orifices looked ahead with gloomy eyes, and her heart was full of resentment!

Murphy looked at me blankly, "What are you staring at the toilet, hungry?"

I didn't answer, and my fingertips pinched a Yin Spell and slammed into Murphy's eyebrows. Look at the book

The Yin spell can communicate the two worlds of yin and yang, allowing Murphy to see ghosts clearly in a short period of time.

"Ahh

Murphy suddenly screamed in fright, and subconsciously wanted to lean into my arms, but I dodged and dodged away.

I explained, "In the villa, we are nothing, and we don't have any impact on the environment here."

"At the same time, nothing here can hurt us."

Murphy stroked his chest in horror and stared at me angrily, "Why are you letting me see these things!?"

I shrugged, "Didn't you ask me what I was doing staring at the toilet, I thought you wanted to see it too."

"I want to see your uncle!"

The woman's resentful spirit floated up from the ground and slowly drifted forward.

The spirits of those who have been brutally murdered have great power. If Wen Tingfang didn't have the corresponding ability, this female ghost would be enough for him to drink a pot.

The female ghost appeared, and her ethereal body passed through the glass of the corridor and slowly entered Wen Tingfang's bedroom.

I also hurriedly followed up to see what means Wen Tingfang had.

The moment I entered the huge room, I saw Xiao Wenwen, whose eyes were full of horror, lying on the bed, shivering from the cold, her palms tightly clutching the sheets to relieve tension.

Wen Tingfang, who was naked, knelt at the end of the bed, her lips were red, and her eyes were full of greed.

Murphy's eyes dodged, and he muttered, "What a pervert, what a pervert......

What really makes me creepy is not Wen Tingfang's perversion, but his bare upper body, with irregularly shaped red spots faintly visible.

At this moment, I finally understood why Wen Tingfang's whole body was cold, as if she had just come out of the cold storage.

I also want to understand why the embalming bead in the ancient tomb is so attractive to him.

At this moment, Murphy, who was shy, also noticed that something was wrong, and said with cold eyes: "This guy's body seems to be a corpse spot!"

"Yes, it's a corpse spot."

I explained in a deep voice, "We can probably understand that Wen Tingfang is dead, and for some reason, she is still alive in this world."

"The thing hanging around his neck is a rare magic weapon, the name is the Ice Extraction Hexagram, and the center is like a jade-like thing, which is a piece of 10,000-year-old Xuan Ice, which can protect the flesh from decay."

"Bingcui gossip is probably a relic of a master, and it has a strong restraint effect on all evil and spells."

"I guess it's this thing, so that the Night Wanderer can't take revenge on him."