The boss comes down the mountain, the shady second master is addicted to flirting

Suddenly.

A dark cloud covered the moon, and the black air invisible to the naked eye enveloped the yard inside and outside.

It was pitch black.

Visibility is zero.

Shen Xingchen was startled again and hurriedly took out his mobile phone and prepared to turn on the flashlight. After pressing the power button for a long time, the phone showed no response. His heart beat as fast as a drum. He was so frightened that he stuffed his phone back into his pocket and held the amulet tightly with both hands.

next moment.

Tang Qingnian threw a lighting charm into the air, and the sky above his head immediately became as white as day, but it was still isolated from the outside world. To outsiders, this place is still just an ordinary small foreign-style building.

Vision restored.

Shen Xingchen looked at Tang Qingnian, who had a calm face, and let out a long breath. Subconsciously, I looked up at the sky, where the white light was even and soft. There was no light source visible, but everything was bright. The light gave him a strong sense of security, which was probably a psychological effect. He only felt that the erected hairs on his body had relaxed, and even his back was no longer so cold. The whole body was warm, and the eerie feeling faded away like a tide.

What flashed before his eyes were Tang Qingnian's two fair and slender fingers.

Shen Xingchen only felt some cool air flowing past his eyes, and then heard Tang Qingnian's calm and pleasant voice: "I opened your heavenly eyes. Within three hours, you can see all ghosts and evil spirits. You don't have to be too afraid, there is nothing here. You think it's so dangerous, just follow me."

Knowing that you can see ghosts will stop you from always feeling like there are ghosts everywhere. Shen Xingchen looked at her gratefully and nodded: "Okay, okay."

As both members of Xuanmen, Ke Fan didn't need Tang Qingnian to specially open his eyes.

There is only one small two-story foreign-style building standing in the yard.

The exterior walls are red bricks.

Typical European architectural style.

The door on the first floor was open, and the inside was as dark as a black hole, billowing with black resentment visible to the naked eye, as if it could swallow everything in the world. Originally Shen Xingchen couldn't see resentment, but Tang Qingnian opened his eyes and he could see it. The black resentment was extremely strong, rolling and screaming like a heat wave. Various weird and weird shapes are derived from the gas state, all of which are hideous and weird.

Tang Qingnian raised his hand and threw the Zhang Chi Fire Talisman inside.

The golden fire dragon opened its bloody mouth and ran rampantly in the room, sucking the black resentment into its belly.

"what!"

As if he had been burned by a fire dragon, a sharp, harsh, and eerie ghostly scream came from inside the house. The voice was hasty and short, but it was obvious that it was a female ghost.

About five or six minutes later.

The room became as bright as day.

Three people and one dog walked in.

Although the small foreign-style building is a European-style building, the interior is decorated in a new Chinese style, and mahogany furniture can be seen everywhere.

After buying this foreign-style building, Shen Xingchen came here during the day.

He clearly remembered that the house was originally quite neat and clean. The previous owner moved out not long ago, so there was almost no vacancy period, and not even much dust fell. Tonight was a different scene, messy, as if it had just been robbed by robbers and bullies. The mahogany sofa was lying upside down on the ground, and all the furniture was no longer in its original position. The curtains and walls were covered with irregular handprints and bloodstains, and the floor was littered with wet footprints.

Even though Shen Xingchen had been mentally prepared, he was still horrified by the scene in front of him.

This is the first time I have encountered this kind of thing.

Who can be a normal person and not be afraid?

however.

Apart from the shrill, short ghostly screams and the terrifying mess in the room, I searched around and found no ghosts at all.

Shen Xingchen took a few trembling steps toward Tang Qingnian, looking carefully at his feet for fear of bumping into Heidou who had already untied his dog's leash. His voice couldn't stop trembling: "Master, did that female ghost run away?"

Tang Qingnian glanced at him: "No, I just held my breath and hid it."

"Ah?" Shen Xingchen swallowed his saliva: "Then... what should we do now?"

The voice fell.

Tang Qingnian and Ke Fan both looked at him.

The corner of his mouth curled up into an unknown smile.

Shen Xingchen was stared directly at by the two heavenly masters at the same time. The feeling of hair standing on end all over his body came back. He blinked hard several times: "Two masters, why are you looking at me?"

next moment.

Tang Qingnian reached out and grabbed his wrist, taking away the amulet he held in his hand.

Shen Xingchen's pupils were round and his face turned pale with fright: "Big, big, master..."

"Don't be afraid." Tang Qingnian accepted his amulet and comforted him with a smile.

Shen Xingchen felt that her smile was extremely weird, and his face became even paler with fear.

She smiled like this.

It was hard for him not to be afraid.

"It will hurt a little. Just bear with it and it will pass soon." Tang Qingnian's tone was gentle.

She is really trying to be gentle.

Trying to appease Shen Xingchen.

But Shen Xingchen felt more and more that she was smiling so much that her back was straightened and her calves were shaking.

Let’s just say that it was a dark and windy night in a gloomy western-style building. The ghost-catching master suddenly smiled and said this to him. Who else wouldn’t be upset?

Shen Xingchen's heart was pounding wildly, and his mind was in a mess.

Tang Qingnian's hand movements were fast and accurate, leaving him no chance to react. Using his finger as a knife, he easily cut the tip of his index finger. His fingers connected to his heart, and blood overflowed. The pain made him clearer, and he stared at Tang Qingnian in confusion.

Tang Qingnian was seen pinching his scratched index finger with one hand, flipping it over with the other hand, and somehow took out the fist-sized golden gourd. The gourd lid was opened, and Tang Qingnian silently recited the magic formula. In Mr. Shen's bedroom in the afternoon, the black blood taken out from the old man's stomach floated out of the gourd. In the blink of an eye, it accurately floated to Shen Xingchen's bloody finger, and the smelly black blood merged with his bright red blood.

Shen Xingchen was shocked all over.

It was as if something invisible had penetrated into his body along the small wound on his fingertips.

Before he could even exclaim, his belly grew at a speed visible to the naked eye. He was in so much pain that he subconsciously held his stomach with both hands, and sweat broke out all over his body. His face turned pale, and an unbearable groan came from his chest.

My stomach hurts more and more.

He had to sit on the floor, leaning back against the legs of a mahogany sofa, sitting on the ground in a semi-lying position.

It only takes two or three minutes.

"Ahhh! Ahhhhh! Let me go! Let me go! Ahhhh! Ahhhh! Ahhhhhhh..."

The shrill, piercing, and eerie baby screams came from his belly, just like the scene in Mr. Shen's bedroom in the afternoon.

It's too late, but it's soon.

A white ghost suddenly rushed towards Shen Xingchen from the corner.

The face was extremely pale, and the tongue hung three feet long. The nose is bruised, the face is swollen, and the orifices bleed. The black hair stood on end, like a mop with fried hair. The top of the head was probably burned by a blazing fire, with black smoke rising. A large area of ​​skin and even the scalp were burned off.

The grimace approaches.

Shen Xingchen ignored the pain in his stomach, his eyes widened in fear, and he screamed in terror.

The female ghost's fingers were pale and slender, and her black nails were about ten centimeters long. They were sharp and pointed, and they were obviously aimed at Shen Xingchen's belly. The baby's screams made her lose her mind, and her whole body became filled with ghost energy. She tried to tear open Shen Xingchen's belly with her bare hands and rescue her child.