Hearing this creepy laughter, a chill quickly rushed from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, Song Shuliang was haunting his heartbeat in his ears, he could feel that his heartbeat was almost to the extreme.

"Bang!" There was a loud bang, Song Shuliang was so frightened that he was shocked, and the door of the room was slashed by a kitchen knife and collapsed to the ground. The last defense was breached, and Song Shuliang's face was like ashes.

Song Shuming still kept his head down, holding an extremely sharp knife in his hand.

Song Shuliang was unwilling! He was unwilling to be killed by a ghost like this! His desire to survive was completely stimulated, his hands were clenched into fists, and all the strength of his body was condensed into his fists, he was going to fight with this ghost!

At the same time that Song Shuming rushed towards him, Song Shuliang shouted: "Ah-"

Song Shuliang closed his eyes, exerted his strength to eat, and unceremoniously greeted Song Shuming's nose with an iron fist.

"Bang!" The force was so great that Song Shuming's whole body bounced out, and he suddenly fainted on the ground.

Song Shuliang jumped over Song Shuming's body, he eagerly ran to the door, stretched out his hand and held the door lock, wanting to escape.

But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't twist the lock of the door, and Song Shuliang was about to cry urgently.

"Tick ...... Tick ......"

Suddenly, drops of warm liquid dropped on the tip of Song Shuliang's nose, and he looked up suddenly.

On top of his head, there was a young child with his head down!

The young child's nose was crooked, and his nose was constantly bleeding, and a pair of eyes full of whites met Song Shuliang's eyes.

The child's body was covered with corpses, and the skin on his face was pale, this was a little ghost who had been dead for a long time!

In the next second, the young child's mouth moved: "Uncle...... You...... You beat me...... It hurts......"

"Boom!" Song Shuliang's head suddenly went blank, and his eyes were full of fear.

"Ahh

"Ding-dong!-ding-dong!" the doorbell rang.

Xiao Zhuo rang the doorbell of the villa, and after a few minutes, no one came to open the door, but the lights were still on in the villa, and it stands to reason that the Song brothers should be at home.

"Is there anyone?" Still no one came to open the door, so he had to find a way to get in on his own.

Xiao Zhuo held the doorknob with one hand, and with a slight luck, "Click!" The door lock was opened, and Xiao Zhuo pushed the door in.

At the moment when Xiao Zhuo entered the door, it was dark on his side, and someone was hiding behind the door, wanting to sneak attack him!

Xiao Zhuo quickly grabbed the man's hand, and found that the man was holding a non-lethal slipper in his hand.

"Ghost, ghost!" Song Shuliang's eyes were bloodshot, and the whole person was terrified.

Xiao Zhuo patted Song Shuliang's face: "See clearly, who am I?"

Song Shuliang was still sensible, and he clearly saw that the person in front of him was Xiao Zhuo and not a ghost.

"Wow-" Song Shuliang cried out without any image, he hugged Xiao Zhuo tightly, and cried: "Xiao Zhuo, there are ghosts! There are ghosts! Save me!"

At this moment, in Song Shuliang's eyes, Xiao Zhuo is his life-saving straw, he has to hold on to this life-saving straw tightly, and he will not let go of his hands when he is killed.

Xiao Zhuo patted him lightly on the back and comforted: "Okay, okay, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, tell me, where is the ghost?"

"There, there!" Song Shuliang cried a handful of snot and tears, and did not forget to wipe his tears and snot on Xiao Zhuo's clothes.

He reached out and pointed to the corridor deep in the villa, crying, "My brother is possessed by a demon!"

Xiao Zhuoshun looked at it, Song Shuming was sitting by the wall with his head tilted, his face was covered with blood, he should have fainted.

There was not a trace of yin in the whole villa, and it seemed that the ghost had already run away.

Song Shuliang was like an octopus on Xiao Zhuo's body, and Xiao Zhuo wanted to tear him off from himself. Song Shuliang cried quite miserably, and refused to let go no matter what.

"Doctor Song, your brother is in a coma, I have to go see him. ”

Song Shuliang was like a frightened child, he cried: "Woo woo...... I don't care, I'm afraid! I'm afraid! Don't leave me!"

Hey, that sounds disgusting.

The corners of Xiao Zhuo's mouth twitched: "Since that's the case, then don't blame me for being rude." ”

Xiao Zhuo quickly slashed at Song Shuliang's neck with a knife, Song Shuliang's eyes turned black and he fainted on the sofa.

Xiao Zhuo walked up to Song Shuming and reached out to probe his snort. Song Shuming's breath is like silk, and if he is not sent to the hospital, I am afraid he will become a waste.

......

Three watches in the middle of the night, Liu's villa

Liu Zhiming sat cross-legged on the ground, and in front of him, an incense burner with smoke was placed.

"Whew-" A gloomy wind swept into the study, blowing the green light in the incense burner swaying slightly.

Liu Zhiming opened his eyes suddenly, he knew that Ah Qi was back.

It's a pity that he can't see Ah Qi, and there is no way to inquire about the life and death of the Song brothers from Ah Qi, so he can only wait for dawn and send someone to find out the news.

The green light in the incense burner flew into the wall with a "whoosh!"

"This little imp you raised, injured, he said, the mission failed. ”

"What?" Liu Zhiming's sword eyebrows tightened, and he said suspiciously: "The Song brothers are all mortals, how can the little ghosts I raise not even kill ordinary people?"

Hades asked, "Little ghost, your master asked you why the mission failed. ”

Hades King Wuxian was able to talk to Ah Qi, and after a while, he said to Liu Zhiming: "The little ghost said that he could have killed Song Shuliang, but unfortunately, a person with extremely high spells came from behind, and he knew that he was not that person's opponent, so he went home and did not act recklessly." ”

Liu Zhiming said coldly: "The injury on Ah Qi's body was caused by that person with extremely high spells?"

A few seconds later, Hades King Wuxian relayed Ah Qi's words to Liu Zhiming: "The little ghost said that the injury on his body was beaten by Song Shuliang. ”

"Smack!" Liu Zhiming angrily swept the wooden box on the table that raised ghosts to the ground, and scolded angrily: "Waste! It's all waste! You can't even deal with a mortal, I raise you, and it's useless?!"

In a hurry, Liu Zhiming dialed Wang Shenpo's phone, no matter how late it was, Wang Shenpo would not hesitate to pick up Liu Zhiming's call.

"What's the matter?" asked the princess.

Liu Zhiming was furious: "These little ghosts under your command are more and more wasteful than the other! This little ghost named Ah Qi, not only could he not kill Song Shuliang, but he was also injured by Song Shuliang! Wang Shenpo, why don't you just change your name to Wang Shenzhu!"

The little ghost that Wang Shenpo sold to him really disappointed him, and he thought that Ah Qi could complete the task for him, but in the end, he lost his wife and soldiers. In a fit of anger, Liu Zhiming couldn't take care of Mrs. Wang's face when he spoke.

Hearing Liu Zhiming's annoyed and angry abuse, Mrs. Wang didn't go to her heart, she sighed lightly: "Mr. Liu, I can't blame me for these things, but you, you didn't look for the enemy." ”

Wang Shenpo not only did not apologize at all, but questioned him, which undoubtedly poured another handful of oil on Liu Zhiming's anger.

"Do you dare to shift the blame to Lao Tzu?!"

Mrs. Wang calmed Liu Zhiming's emotions: "Young man, dissipate your anger." I clearly reminded you last time, Xiao Zhuo is your real enemy, why, you always take my words as wind in your ears?"