Feng Ling condensed her eyebrows, looked fixedly, and only saw Yun Yao and Gong Qing.

Could it be that she was wrong?

Yun Yao found that Feng Ling's face was wrong, and hurriedly asked, "Sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

"It's fine!"

"Bang! Bang! Bang! ”

The rotting corpses outside were still tirelessly slamming the door, but with Feng Ling's talisman, everyone was a lot more relieved.

Feng Ling took out her mobile phone from her pocket, turned on the flashlight function, and the bright light instantly dispelled the dark corner.

The rest of the people also hurriedly took out their mobile phones, turned on the flashlights, and swept around.

"Ahh

In this silent atmosphere, Gong Da suddenly let out an exclamation, and the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground with a 'snap', startling the rest of the people.

Gong Qing hurriedly asked, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Miyada's face was pale, and his fingers trembled and pointed to the wall in front of him.

Everyone pointed their flashlights at the direction Gong Da pointed.

I saw that in the center of the main hall, there was a portrait of a middle-aged man in his forties.

The man, dressed in a blue satin tunics, sat on a chair and looked ahead with a smile.

Several people stared at the painting for a while, except for Feng Ling, who noticed that something was wrong with the painting, the rest of them couldn't help but look at Gong Da with complaints.

Gong Da thought he had seen it wrong, and hurriedly apologized, "I'm sorry, I just saw that painting's eyes moved..."

Gong Er breathed a sigh of relief and pulled Gong Da's arm, "Brother, that's a painting, don't scare me!" ”

Gong Da scratched his head embarrassedly, "No!" ”

Several people's eyes moved away from the painting, and at this moment, the eyes of the man in the painting moved, and they looked at the eyes of the line of sight ahead, their eyes drooped slightly, and their eyes were aimed at Feng Ling and the others.

Suddenly;

Feng Ling slammed the bricks, and a pair of eyes matched the man in the portrait.

Hum!

Feng Ling only glanced at the portrait, let out a soft snort, and turned into the inner room.

When several people saw Feng Ling enter the inner room, they also hurriedly followed Feng Ling's footsteps.

The inside is obviously the wing room where the master sleeps, and the outside is blocked by a large screen, and there is a shelf bed inside, the style is relatively simple, and the owner of this wing room should be a man.

Next to the shelf bed, there is also a dressing table with a bust mirror.

Yun Yao has always been by Feng Ling's side, and Gong Da and Gong Er have been guarding Gong Qing.

The three of them only looked at their glasses and swept over.

Feng Ling paused in front of the mirror for a moment before stepping away.

At the moment when Feng Ling left, a black shadow appeared in the mirror from far to near, like a zoomed lens, and a black shadow appeared in the mirror.

With a pale face, a pair of seeping eyes stared directly at Feng Ling and the others, with resentment in their eyes.

Feng Ling paused, suddenly turned around, and the ghost in the mirror disappeared again.

Feng Ling took two steps back and stood in front of the mirror.

Yun Yao looked at Feng Ling suspiciously, and then looked at the mirror, "Sister?" ”

Feng Ling didn't speak, looking at herself in the mirror with thoughtful eyes.

Feng Ling only looked at it for a moment, then lowered her eyes, looked away, turned sideways, and made a gesture of leaving.

What Feng Ling didn't see was that the shadow she left in the mirror did not disappear with her departure.

Feng Ling's shadow left in the mirror blinked, her clear eyes instantly became resentful, and her eyes moved,

Then, a pair of dry hands suddenly grabbed the frame, as if they were about to crawl out of the mirror...

But before the ghost in the mirror could crawl out, Feng Ling, who had already taken two steps, suddenly turned around, her figure flashed, and she reappeared in front of the mirror and came face to face with the ghost in the mirror.

Feng Ling smiled evilly, "Hehe... Found you! ”

Ghost in the mirror: "......" is clearly my line!

In the mirror, the ghost stared at a pair of seeping eyes and quietly looked at Feng Ling.

Feng Ling chuckled, and then, her face turned cold, and in Yun Yao's stunned, she reached out and reached directly into the mirror.

When Feng Ling's fingers touched the mirror, there was no obstruction, the mirror was like a lake, when Feng Ling's fingers touched, after a ripple, Feng Ling's hand was directly inserted into the mirror.

Then, Feng Ling directly grabbed the collar of the ghost in the mirror with one hand and directly dragged the ghost out of the mirror;

"Ahh Ahh What are you doing? ”

Gong Qing and Gong Da and Gong Da saw this scene, and their eyes were about to pop out.

Seeing the ghost in the mirror waving his hand and struggling with a frightened face, his face was full of fear, wanting to break free from Feng Ling's shackles, but he was helpless.

As the strength in Feng Ling's hand increased, the ghost in the mirror was really dragged out of the mirror by Feng Ling.

First the head, then half of the body.

"Ahh Let go of me, help! ”

The ghost in the mirror was terrified, waving his withered claws and shouting: Help!

Yun Yao: "......."

Sister, so tough!

Gong Qing wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, his eyes full of happiness.

He must have been blind at the beginning, and he dared to fight this kind of female tyrannosaurus alone?

Gong Da and Gong Er were full of fear, in their impression, after human beings saw ghosts, they were always frightened and shouted: Help!

I never thought that ghosts would be so embarrassed.

Today, it was a real eye-opener.

Looking at the ghost with a panicked face, begging for mercy, and being dragged out of the mirror by Feng Ling like a dead dog, the two couldn't help but bow a tear of sympathy for the ghost in the mirror!

Just when half of the ghost's body in the mirror was dragged out of the mirror by Feng Ling, Feng Ling suddenly let go.

She... Let go!

Then, the ghost in the mirror was half of his body outside, half of his body was in the mirror, and he was stuck......

Everyone: "Uh......"

Feng Ling looked at the ghost in the mirror in front of her with great interest, and then simply took out a talisman from her pocket and stuck it on the head of the ghost in the mirror.

Immediately, he clenched his fist and hit the ghost in the mirror with a hammer;

"Dare to scare me? Fat in the guts? ”

"I'll let you scare me!"

"Boom! Boom! ”

The ghost in the mirror was beaten by Feng Ling, and screamed, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't dare anymore!" ”

"Spare your life..."

Everyone couldn't bear to close their eyes.

"Little friend, stop!"

Suddenly, a middle-aged man's voice sounded.

Feng Ling stopped her fist and looked at the outside with an accurate gaze.

Feng Ling let go of her fist, the ghost in the mirror was aggrieved and cried, and her body wanted to retract into the mirror, but she couldn't move, so she could only be pitifully stuck in the frame.

Feng Ling raised her feet and walked outside, her eyes falling accurately on the portrait hanging in the middle hall, "Are you talking?" ”

Yun Yao and Gong Qing hurriedly followed to the outer room, and their eyes fell on the portrait.

The person in the portrait has his eyes moving, his eyes are looking at everyone, and the corners of his mouth are slowly rising, like a real person, he is laughing.

"Not bad!"

Feng Ling sneered, "Who are you?" Dare to pretend to be a ghost in front of me? ”

The middle-aged man said softly: "Don't be angry, Xiaoyou, I am the owner of this house!" ”

"Oh," Feng Ling suddenly asked, "Those two female ghosts who want to recruit are your daughters?" ”

The middle-aged man nodded, "Not bad," and then, quite proudly, asked Feng Ling, "How is it, the old man's vision is good, right?" ”

The little Taoist priest is good, but the little monk...

Feng Ling still didn't tell the middle-aged man in front of him that the little monk was a person, and he was sad because of the big gap in his heart.

Feng Ling felt that she was really a kind person!

However, Feng Ling suddenly asked the middle-aged man curiously, "Your daughter is getting married, why don't you go to preside over the wedding?" ”

The middle-aged man didn't care and said, "They have to hold it once a year, it's nothing unusual." ”

Everyone: "......"

Belch......