This simplification is outrageous

Go through the corridor, go down from the second floor, and come to the back garden on the first floor.

This is Wang Jing's father's "field", with all kinds of weird flowers, like a small flower market.

At this time, in the middle of the garden, a man was sitting with his back facing him sharpening a knife.

The pale moonlight shone on this person, stretching his shadow very long, accompanied by the sound of sharpening knives... Coupled with this time, the whole person looked particularly eerie.

This figure from the back is undoubtedly Wang Jing's father!

Knife sharpening in the middle of the night?

Qiao Yuan urged Bing Xin Jue with all his strength, opened his eyes after a while, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.

He is not a ghost!

At least ninety-nine percent sure, unless it is an unknown fourth order or above, but obviously the probability of this is very small.

Qiao Yuan continued to observe, but still didn't find anything strange, so he approached with a sense of guard.

Once Wang Jing's father swung the knife, his body would change color immediately.

The weapons of ordinary people can no longer destroy their golden status.

……

Finally, he came to Wang Jing's father.

He reached out and patted his shoulder.

The sound of sharpening the knife stopped abruptly.

Immediately afterwards, Wang Jing's father turned around. Under the gloomy and cold moonlight, his face was extremely pale and expressionless.

Qiao Yuan's heart sank, he couldn't figure it out.

It's obviously not a foreign spirit, but why does it show this appearance?

Was it controlled by a foreign spirit?

But...it's not like that!

Qiao Yuan didn't notice the trace left by the foreign spirit.

……

Wang Jing's father didn't say a word, he just looked at him straightly, for an ordinary person, he would probably be terrified on this big night.

But Qiao Yuan had already experienced several strange spirit incidents, so he was no longer surprised by this creepy appearance.

"Uncle Chen?" Qiao Yuan said softly.

Wang Jing's father didn't respond at all, as if he had lost his soul.

Just when Qiao Yuan was hesitating whether he should show the golden light and try to drive away evil spirits with the golden light.

Uncle Chen stared at one direction, and muttered to himself, "She's coming soon, she's coming soon!"

"No one can hurt my daughter!"

A flash of determination flashed in Uncle Chen's eyes, and then a gleam of coldness appeared!

Keep repeating this sentence!

Who wants to hurt his daughter?

who is it?

Chapter 71 Familiar faces

Is there anything else in this house?

Is it a foreign spirit?

Qiao Yuan thought about it.

The sensing range of the Bing Xin Jue on the second floor is not very large. Previously, the attention had been on Wang Jing's parents, and he hadn't checked the whole room carefully. Maybe there was something missing.

The mind is empty, and the mental power is extended outward, perceiving every subtle change, like a radar detection.

Everything becomes clearly visible.

Uncle Chen is normal, not a foreign spirit!

Continue to investigate!

second floor...

Wang Jing was lying on her side, with her arms tightly hugging a half-human-high doll to sleep, with one thigh resting on the doll's body, her sleeping position was not very elegant.

There was a happy smile on the corner of his mouth, it seemed like he was dreaming.

That's right, girls always have no resistance to fluffy things.

"Little white rabbit, white and white, tie it up with a rope, peel off the skin and fry it in pieces, the roasted rabbit meat with scallions is so cute...it smells so good..."

"Sprinkle chopped green onion, no coriander, less spicy..."

"Hahahahaha..."

In the induction, Wang Jing was talking in her sleep, and then she showed her canine teeth and bit the doll's neck, letting out a stream of haha.

Qiao Yuan: "..."

Wang Jing is also normal!

The mental power continued to scan, not letting go of any corner.

Li Xiaoling's room.

Li Xiaoling, who was wearing white pajamas, curled up in a corner, frowning, her eyes closed, and she made some noises from time to time.

"Don't...don't...stop..."

Qiao Yuan frowned, it looked like he was having a nightmare.

But... ghosts have nightmares?

"Qiao Yuan...help me!"

Li Xiaoling's body trembled suddenly, then he opened his eyes and looked around blankly.

Looking at the big bed in front of him, he ran to another corner and squatted down.

woohoo~

Qiao Yuan picked up the phone that blocked the camera and looked at it. It was Li Xiaoling who sent the message.

"Qiao Yuan, be careful, something is watching me. I suspect it's a voyeuristic spirit."

Qiao Yuan: "..."

Li Xiaoling is normal!

Then, the mental power continued to scan, the next room...Wang Jing's mother.

"Huh?" Qiao Yuan made a suspicious voice.

……

There is an exception!

Wang Jing's mother was leaning against the wall in pajamas at the moment, looking very haggard, her lips were dry and pale, her skin had become dull, and her entire face was full of fatigue.

She was holding a dagger in her hand, as if she was guarding against something!

Next door is Wang Jing's room.

There are no ghosts!

Like Wang Jing's father, they are not ghosts.

There seemed to be something wrong with this family except Wang Jing.

Is there anything missing?

So... go ahead and expand the scope.

In order to scan in all directions, Qiao Yuan left the garden. He was going to try from multiple angles, start scanning, and not miss any corner.

When I came to the toilet, my mental power spread again... I didn't find it.

Kitchen...spread...none found.

Outside the door...diffusion...not found.

Utility room...diffuse...huh?

Found it!

……

On the lush arbor tree in the distance, there is a strange thing that has always existed, it is a ghost!

And that angle...just enough to monitor Wang Jing's house at any time.

Qiao Yuan's eyes flickered, and he didn't act rashly. At this time, he was a little far away from the ghost. If the ghost didn't escape, he was still sure to catch it.

But... no matter how you look at it, that foreign spirit doesn't look like it's going to be captured without a fight.

Gotta figure out a way to get it off!

After leaving the utility room, Qiao Yuan quickly scanned the surrounding environment, and finally came up with a solution.

rustle……

Qiao Yuan bowed his head and walked quickly towards the house, keeping silent the whole time.

Under the bright moonlight, Qiao Yuan's figure looked extremely lonely, like a ghost in the dark night.

bang~

Qiao Yuan, who was walking with his head down, suddenly bumped into a wall, and then fell to the ground as soon as his body went limp.

1 minutes……

Three 10 minutes...

One hour……

Qiao Yuan lay motionless on the cold floor and seemed to have passed out.

an hour and a half later...

There was a rustling sound from the lush tree in the distance.

It seems to be blown by the wind.

With a soft sound, a figure flashed out and landed on the ground, staring at Qiao Yuan's body.

After observing for a long time, it began to gradually approach Qiao Yuan. Under the moonlight, it had no shadow!

The figure fluttered around without making any sound at all.

When it was ten meters away from Qiao Yuan, it stopped, as if thinking.

Then he looked left and right, picked up a small stone on the ground... looked at it, put it down again, and finally chose a pebble the size of a palm.

bang...

It hit Qiao Yuan's body accurately.

Qiao Yuan didn't respond.

After several times of probing, Qiao Yuan's body was covered with more than a dozen pebbles.

Big and small, smooth and sharp.

……

The figure began to approach Qiao Yuan, and finally came to Qiao Yuan's side, reaching out to shake Qiao Yuan's body.

pop~

Qiao Yuan, who was in a coma, suddenly woke up, and then golden light radiated from his whole body, covering that figure in an instant.

For a moment, the figure exuded scalded mist all over his body and made a hissing sound.