Because Zhang Ziyu was in a hurry, Ling Shijian was worried about the accident, and he didn't save money, so he directly called a car, spent nearly two hundred yuan, and sat from the industrial zone to Jiangzhong District.

At 12:30 p.m., she got off the bus on the street outside the Binjiang villa area in sportswear, peeled a lollipop in her mouth, lowered the brim of the baseball cap, put her hands in her pockets, and walked briskly towards the Binjiang villa area.

Binjiang villa area, she has been here twice, and she is familiar with the road, and in about five minutes, she walked to the gate of the riverside villa area.

She looked up and saw Zhou Qiang outside the security booth at the entrance of the Binjiang villa area.

Zhou Qiang was talking and laughing with the security guard in the security booth, but when he saw her, he immediately left the security guard, with a flattering smile on his face, walked over to her, nodded and greeted: "Mr. Ling!" ”

Ling Shijian's cold gaze looked at Zhou Qiang from the shadow of the brim of her hat, and she asked in a light tone, "Do you know me?" ”

"I've met Mr. Ling in the company." Zhou Qiang said with a smile.

"Hmm." Ling Shijian asked again, "What are you doing here?" ”

He should be with Zhang Ziyu.

"Zhang Gong asked me to come out to pick up Mr. Ling." Zhou Qiang replied, "The road inside is not easy to walk, I am worried that Mr. Ling, you will get lost and can't find a location." ”

Ling Shijian was puzzled: "Zhang Ziyu asked you to pick me up?" ”

"Yes, Mr. Ling. That ghost is too fierce for Zhang Gong to deal with. But because the ghost was provoked, he was worried about hurting my cousin Xu Wei, so he suppressed it inside. Let the ghosts not dare to mess around. Zhou Qiang said, "Zhang Gong couldn't leave, so he called me out to pick up Mr. Ling." ”

"He suppresses ghosts?" Ling Shijian frowned slightly, and snorted lightly, "Nonsense!" Who made him do it?! ”

With Zhang Ziyu's little bit of cultivation, what the hell can he do?

Didn't you say you'd wait until she arrived?

"At that time, the situation was urgent,......," Zhou Qiang said carefully.

"Where is he?" Ling Shijian interrupted him with a loud voice.

Zhou Qiang turned around and walked into the villa and said, "Mr. Ling, come with me." ”

He went to the security booth and said twice, and asked the security guard to open the door for them, "Zhang Gong said that the spirit is full of mana, as long as the spirit is here, all demons are not worth mentioning." ”

"Hmm!" Ling Shijian replied with a calm face and didn't say anything.

She followed Zhou Qiang directly into the riverside villa area. But at a certain moment when she entered the door, she inadvertently looked up and looked at the position to the right of the villa area, looking at it from a distance.

Eyes are complex.

Then quickly retracted his gaze.

The two of them hurriedly walked through the luxurious villas, walked for about six or seven minutes, and finally came to the front of a single villa.

The style of this villa is distinctly Western-leaning.

Ling Shijian stood at the door and looked inside, through the fence, he could see the swimming pool, garden, gardening shrubs, and a two-story building with two or three hundred square meters in the middle.

Under the bright autumn sun, the villa is full of flowers and plants, and the water of the pool is blue and reflects the sky.

The building is also beautifully decorated, and the word "upper" can be seen in the shape, style, and materials. can be praised, worthy of the name of this riverside villa area.

When she looked at the villa, Zhou Qiang in front took out the key and stepped forward to open the door.

He stepped aside, bowed down, and said respectfully: "Mr. Ling, please, Zhang Gong is inside." ”

Ling Shijian was wearing a baseball cap with a long brim, and her entire little face was covered in the shadow of the brim, and she couldn't see any eyes or expressions.

Just seeing her facing Zhou Qiang, she paused for a while, and under the shadow, the beautiful rosy lip flap seemed to be lightly pursed.

"Hmm!" She answered.

With his hands in his pockets, he passed by Zhou Qiang, without a trace of hesitation, and walked towards the villa.

When this villa is seen from the outside, it is a European-style building in the autumn sunshine, which can be called high-end and atmospheric, but the moment Ling Shijian walked into the door......

"Hoo ......"

The storm has changed!

The sky became gray, and the sun and moon could no longer be seen, and the cloudy and misty sky was pressed very low and low; There is a strong wind blowing, "whining" sound, flowers and trees are invincible, and the villa is blown by the wind "rustling"!

It is as if you have passed through the gate of time and space, and have entered the apocalyptic environment from modern society.

But Ling Shijian didn't seem to notice, she walked into the villa, and walked briskly for several steps before she stood still, raised her head slightly, and looked at the two-story building.

The house was naturally different from the outside, it was surrounded by black fog, as if there was a steel mill burning coal inside, and the dark smoke continued to seep out of the house and evaporate into the sky.

The gloom of the sky and the fact that this villa seems to be half of the world in another dimension are caused by the thick smoke. The smoke completely enveloped the villa.

Smoke, or rather, ghost!

She looked at a room on the second floor, under the brim of her hat and in the shadows, there was a smile in the eyes of the cold and arrogant Danfeng, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, like a smile, or contempt.

"Not bad." She said.

Zhou Qiang closed the door, followed, pointed to the window on the second floor, and said, "Zhang Gong, they are there." ”

"Lead the way!" Lingshi Sword let out a faint sound.

"Yes!" Zhou Qiang bowed and stepped forward.

The two stepped on the lawn, passed by the pool, walked up the steps, entered the living room, turned left, climbed the stairs, and came to the second floor of the villa.

In the corridor, Zhou Qiang asked, "What kind of magic weapon does Mr. Ling use?" ”

"Sword."

"Where is Mr. Ling's sword? Take it out. Zhou Qiang reminded, "That ghost is very powerful!" ”

"Hmm!" Lingshi sword responded, but did not take out the sword.

The two of them walked down the hallway to a room.

Zhou Qiang stepped forward, bent his waist, and said, "Mr. Ling, Zhang Gong, they are inside." ”

"Open the door." Lingshi Kendo.

"Where's your sword?" Zhou Qiang reminded again.

The brim of the hat turned to him, and Ling Shijian asked, "Do you want to see my sword?" ”

The sharp gaze seemed to shoot out from under the brim of his hat, Zhou Qiang hurriedly lowered his head, did not ask again, reached out and pressed it on the armrest, and said, "Mr. Ling, the door is open!" ”

"Click!"

The voice fell, and the handle was twisted.

The door was pushed open.

The scene in the room slowly unfolded in front of Ling Shijian's eyes.

The first thing I saw was naturally the sky-high ghost aura, thick as fog. The black fog had very little visibility, as if there were a dozen old smoking guns playing cards in the room for the night.

The second is to look at the layout of the room. This is a bedroom with an area of about twenty-five square meters. Directly opposite the door is a window, in front of which there is a dressing table, and on the right hand side is a bed and Simmons. Next to the bed, against the outside wall, there was a row of cabinets.

The last thing to look at is the people in the room. There were four people in the room, two men and two women.

Two men, one in his twenties and one in his forties.

The one in his twenties, with not long hair, fresh and handsome in appearance, medium height, not fat, not thin, not tall or short, holding a sword in his hand, was being pressed against the wall on the left out of thin air, he gritted his teeth hard, and the void froze. This is Zhang Ziyu.

The forty-something, oily-haired, powdery-faced, dressed in a brand-name suit, with a thin figure, was shrunk in the corner of the wall trembling with a frightened face. This is Shi An.

Two women, one in his thirties and one in his forties.

The one in his forties, with a fat figure and an ordinary appearance, was huddled on the side of the bed with a frightened and terrifying face. This is Zhou Qiang's lover.

The one in her thirties, with a disheveled hair, white pajamas, a blue and white face, deep dark circles, and skinny, she floated above the bed in white pajamas as if only pajamas were floating. This is Xu Wei.

There seemed to be a lot of fighting in the room.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Ziyu turned his head and saw Ling Shijian, he was immediately overjoyed, and shouted repeatedly: "Shijian, Shijian!" Come and save me! ”

Ling Shijian looked at him, raised her chin again, so that her eyes were not covered by the brim of her hat, she looked at him carefully, and whispered: "Ziyu ......"

"It's me!" Zhang Ziyu responded, "Save me, there are really ghosts here!" ”

So Ling Shijian unconsciously took a step forward and walked into the bedroom.

She looked at Zhang Ziyu who was asking for help, she couldn't bear it after all, and with a wave of her right hand, a sword light flashed, cutting off the connection between Xu Wei and Zhang Ziyu with a sword.

Zhang Ziyu was saved, sitting on the ground against the wall, gasping for breath.

"Shijian......" he laughed, "thanks to you." ”

The brim of Ling Shijian's hat was facing him, and his cold and arrogant gaze fell on him, but he didn't speak.

"Quick!" Zhang Ziyu pointed to the female ghost on the bed and shouted, "Kill her!" ”

Ling Shijian still just looked at him.

"Shijian?" Zhang Ziyu looked at Ling Shijian and wondered, "What's wrong with you?" ”

He breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and walked towards Lingshi Sword.

"Kill her." "We can go home." ”

"You ......" Ling Shijian finally spoke, she closed her eyes, stretched out her right hand, and there was a transparent light between the palms of her hands, and in the shadows, her lips opened, and said, "It shouldn't be him!" ”

Hold your right hand and get it out of the sheath with light!

"Ding!"

She swung her sword and slashed, cutting the sword that Zhang Ziyu stabbed at her into two pieces.

When she opened her eyes, the fine sword qi exploded, instantly blasting Zhang Ziyu away and smashing into the opposite wall.

The fine sword qi could have torn him to pieces; But, even if it was fake, she couldn't bear to kill him.

"It's too weak!" She said lightly, "I don't know where you got the courage to hit my attention." ”

"Bang!"

Behind him, Zhou Qiang closed the door, he looked at Ling Shijian and said, "No matter how strong Your Excellency is, can you kill us in an instant?" ”

As soon as his voice fell, Zhang Ziyu on the wall, Shi An in the corner, Zhou Qiang's wife by the window, and Xu Wei on the bed, they all looked at Ling Shijian in unison.

Their movements are wooden and stiff, and they look eerie.

"The old man doesn't want to kill you." Zhou Qiang spoke, his voice became old, "I just need to trap you for a while." ”

He laughed, "When you go out, Zhang Ziyu will really become one of us." ”

Ling Shijian's face changed slightly, and he turned his head to look at Zhou Qiang.

I saw Zhou Qiang smiling, but the smile was very weird, his eyes and cheeks were expressionless, but the corners of his mouth were hooked to both sides.

"Paper Man!" She whispered.