Su Changqing and the others were taken aback.

At this time, the door squeaked open, and there was a gust of wind in my ears, which was cold and biting.

As soon as the door opened and saw the scene inside, Yuan Guang's heart suddenly felt cold.

I saw that there were evil spirits inside, and there were countless black shadows floating in the air around them, and what was surrounded by black shadows was a tall man in black, who was looking at them with interest at this time.

As a cultivator, Yuan Guang can naturally see these charms, but Su Changqing is different.

Although there is a little bit of Haoran righteousness on his body, plus a little light skill, in essence, Su Changqing is just an ordinary person, and in his eyes, he can only see the man in black.

"Oops. ”

Yuan Guang frowned, feeling the constant sense of oppression coming from the man in black, and his heart rarely began to feel uneasy.

"Amitabha. ”

He whispered the Buddha's name, calmed down, ignored Su Changqing on the side, and hurriedly took three steps and two steps and quickly rushed towards the man in black.

Capture the thief and capture the king first, to be honest, Yuanguang didn't think much about it when he came here, but he didn't expect things to come to this point, so he has to fight anyway......! They probably won't be able to get out......

The man in black was still sitting on the chair carelessly, he didn't move, but the black shadows that had been quietly staying beside him suddenly swarmed towards Yuanguang.

In Yuankuan's eyes, they flew overwhelmingly, black and oppressive, as if no light could shine in.

There was silence all around, and only a female voice whispered softly, and the sound was like spring water, slowly reaching everyone's ears.

"I came all the way, but I felt that my thoughts were tossing and turning, and the scenery in the park was still there, and there was no one quietly here, just ...... Dreaming is also ......"

Su Changqing watched the young monk punch and kick in the air, and he was in a trance.

The monk was wearing a yellow seven-robe, holding a string of round and smooth Buddha beads in his hands, at this moment he was in sharp shape, the Buddha beads were spinning, and his fists were dancing, as if there was a sound of breaking the sky, and vaguely, Su Changqing seemed to be able to see a faint white light on the Buddha beads, which was like a bright light in this darkness.

Su Changqing didn't pay much attention to the sound coming from the radio, but when he heard the word "dreaming" in a trance, his eyes were foggy, and he felt that it was a dream in front of him.

Like the moon in the mirror, nothing can be touched.

“...... Senior brother?"

At this time, a puzzled voice came from behind Su Changqing.

This voice sounded young, and there was the crispness of a child's voice, but listening to Su Changqing's ears suddenly made him sober, he was shocked into a thin sweat, I don't know what's going on, recalling before, every time he heard this Kunqu Opera, he would always unconsciously immerse himself in it, as if there was a kind of breathtaking magic in it.

Trying not to let himself care about this voice, Su Changqing turned his head to look and saw a 12 or 3-year-old little monk staying behind him, looking at the young monk who seemed to be fighting in the room with a curious face.

"These ...... Shadow...... What is it?"

Hearing this, Su Changqing's heart moved.

Shadow?

Could it be that it was a group of dark shadows fighting with the monk? In this case, everything will work, I want to come...... The haunted legends that came from the factory before originated from them.

Maybe......

Su Changqing glanced up at the middle-aged man who seemed to be watching a play on the chair.

With him still, he still has a small chance of completing Mission Four......

"Little master, what's your name?"

Su Changqing turned his head to look at the little monk, his eyes blazing.

"Ahaha...... the little monk lowered his head and scratched his head, and said a Buddha name with some embarrassment, "Amitabha...... The little monk can't be a master, and he said......"

His face was red, and he was unexpectedly naïve and ignorant in these areas, and he twisted his feet a little awkwardly. As soon as the little monk raised his head, he saw Su Changqing with a straight face, looking at the serious eyes of the old monk opposite, the corners of his mouth that were originally slightly hooked were also pursed, and his expression was solemn and serious, "The name of the little monk is pure." ”

"A clean little master. Su Changqing nodded and said, "Can you see those dark shadows in the house?"

Yijing replied with a serious face, "Yes, old layman, it's just that it's too dark here, and I can't see it very really." ”

Su Changqing remembered that on the right side of the office door, there was a light switch. After groping for a while, he turned on the light with a "snap", and the incandescent light suddenly illuminated the office, and the moment the light came on, it seemed that even the cool air around him had gone a lot.

In the place where Su Changqing couldn't see, the black shadows that were originally fierce like fierce beasts unconsciously slowed down slightly.

"See clearly!" the little monk shouted with some excitement, attracting the attention of many black shadows who were originally fighting with the young monk.

The little monk knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he hurriedly held his breath and whispered to Su Changqing, "Old layman, what should we do now?"

Su Changqing couldn't see these black shadows, but the little monk could see them, so he wanted to see these black shadows through the little monk's eyes instead of his eyes, so that he could also fight with these black shadows.

As long as...... If the man in black doesn't make a move......

Because the little monk's voice was quite loud before, it not only attracted the attention of those black shadows, but also attracted the attention of the middle-aged man in black.

At this moment, the man in black was looking at the two of them playfully, as if he was watching the ants want to fight the rats.

Su Changqing actually wanted to leave here immediately, but he knew that he couldn't leave.

Not to mention the system task, let's just say that this man in black probably won't let him go.

He looked at the middle-aged man in black, and saw a flash of surprise suddenly flashing in his originally calm eyes.

Well?

This look passed too quickly, Su Changqing frowned, and he suspected that he had seen it wrong.

"You. Suddenly, the man in black pointed at him, "How about following me in the future?"

This......

Su Changqing looked for a sound, and saw the middle-aged man in black pointing at him, as if he was sure that he would not say "no".

He frowned, and suddenly smiled, the wrinkles on his face cruttered like the furrows of old bark.

"Liu Sheng doesn't sell cha pears, so why should I grovel?"

Su Changqing knew that for this kind of person, they were used to the flattery of others, and if they really wanted to take refuge in him, then they had to show that they were different from others.

Although he didn't know what the other party liked about him, Su Changqing still answered seriously.

After all, the gap between the two sides is too big now, and the moment they open the door, they can't get out.

The man in black looked at him with interest, and just as he wanted to speak, a coquettish voice suddenly came from outside the door, "Bald donkey!