It hurts to smash a ghost with gold

"You go to sleep first?" Liang Yueyang looked at Shu Qiaoqiao's ugly face, and didn't know what to do now.

"Why are you sleeping?" Shu Qiaoqiao curled her lips, raised her coffee to Liang Yueyang, "Drink coffee."

Liang Yueyang rubbed the corners of his eyes subconsciously. Jin Zi was very angry before, and the two of them had fought a lot, and the quality of sleep seemed to have declined a bit.

"Qiao Shun didn't come out after returning to the villa," Shu Qiaoqiao pursed her lips, her eyes narrowed into narrow and narrow shapes, "then there seemed to be something wrong."

Liang Yueyang, who was obsessed with the question of who is up and who is down, was still in a daze. Shu Qiaoqiao slapped the table to wake him up, and then nodded earnestly: "Listen to me, I can see that you are not satisfied with your desires, you can go back and find you again." That one solves it."

Liang Yueyang's ears changed color at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his face was black: "Continue."

"A few days ago, a few groups of people went out..." Shu Qiaoqiao described slowly, through the huge glass, she saw small cars appearing outside, one after another, a total of nine cars passing by.

Liang Yueyang also looked at these cars, feeling a little strange for some reason.

"This is one of the waves." Shu Qiaoqiao rested her chin, her eyes were cold, "It's really like Jin Zi said, there are 36 people in each wave."

Liang Yueyang's heart skipped a beat when he said that.Jin Zi said that every time his father asked someone to arrest him, it was this amount.

He subconsciously turned on his phone and greeted Jin Jin after buying the ticket. More than ten hours passed without replying a single word.

"Did something happen to you?" Shu Qiaoqiao was thoughtful, "What did you do with him?"

"We pulled out the other side flower." Liang Yueyang replied softly, Long Qu's words echoed in her mind, she said, take back what belongs to her.

Before Shu Qiaoqiao answered, Liang Yueyang had already called Yun Mao, and his little assistant Yuan Tianhe answered the call: "Brother Yueyang?"

"Tianhe, where's Maomao?" Liang Yueyang asked in a deep voice, "Where's Qiao Jin, who is close to him?"

"Maomao is filming," Yuan Tianhe hurriedly looked at the crew, "As for that Qiao Jin, I don't know, I didn't see anyone."

"Let Mao Mao call me back when Mao Mao is resting." Liang Yueyang hung up neatly, stood up and turned his head, "What's the use of you staying in this coffee shop, don't you want to visit this prophet who is well versed in divination?"

"No confidence." Shu Qiaoqiao smiled like a fox, "Give me some?"

"I won't let you die there." Liang Yueyang took the clothes and threw them on him gracefully.

Shu Qiaoqiao followed with a helpless smile: "It's okay if you're disabled."

This kind of one-way way to the villa, there are cameras all the way. When Liang Yueyang was still struggling with whether to destroy or destroy, Shu Qiaoqiao snapped his fingers and said, "Short-term snowflakes are enough. If you blow up, you will be exposed." .”

Then they will find that there are snowflakes on the camera along the way at a fixed frequency, and they can calculate the yardage of their car, and then maintain a perfect interception.

As a result, the car drove safely to the finish line, maybe the person in charge of monitoring was being lazy.The two of them hid the car carelessly and walked towards the villa.

"Woohoo." Shu Qiaoqiao gloated and rubbed her arms, "It's quite cold."

The villa is built on the mountain, very delicate and elegant, full of grace and luxury.What makes the two of them dissatisfied now is that it seems a bit too big. At a glance, it looks like a group of villas without any partitions, except that the gate can be seen at a glance, and it is easy to get dizzy when entering.

"What should I, a poor man, see if I can't walk with these luxurious things?" Shu Qiaoqiao stood with her arms folded, her head held high, no matter how she looked, she looked like a billionaire. Do I really need to worry about this problem?

"Go straight in?" Shu Qiaoqiao saw Liang Yueyang walking forward, shrugging his shoulders and smiling, knowing that he lost a lot of strength, he dared to be so arrogant.

"It's really something down there, I can't beat it even in my prime." Liang Yueyang lowered his eyelids and stretched out his hand, "Issuing a card."

"That's right, unless you're dead." Shu Qiaoqiao reached out and squeezed out a long black card from her hair, pushing him away, "I'll do it."

As soon as she poked the thing in, she heard a loud alarm bell.

"Huh." Shu Qiaoqiao innocently turned her head to look at her companion, but she hasn't started to move yet.

Liang Yueyang breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to the unobvious fluorescent panel on the side of the door with straight eyes: "This may be fingerprint recognition or face recognition."

Outdated door locks are not commensurate with villas.

"It's a pretense!" Shu Qiaoqiao straightened up angrily, "Do you know voice recognition? Grandpa wants to go in, open the door!"

There seems to be no other way than pulling the window.The alarm bells are ringing, maybe there are enemies in every window.

When the two were anxiously thinking about returning without success, they suddenly heard a "click", and the magnificent door in front of them opened automatically.

The mirror-like tiles on the floor reflected the faces of the two, and the crystal chandelier illuminated the table inside.

"Sesame really opens the door..." Qiaoqiao smiled wryly, "Who uses such a low word?"

"The door is open, and the alarm bell is ringing." Liang Yueyang blinked slowly, the corridor in front of him was very dark, even though it was only four or five steps away, he didn't know what the darkness would breed.

"The temptation of the Sesame Gate, do you want to enter?" Qiaoqiao's eyes flickered, "This road should be equipped with a house lamp. Then, when the door of someone's house is opened, a luxurious round dining table will appear?"

"People who are proficient in divination and calculation have studied Qimen." Liang Yueyang asked, "Can you break it?"

"I can't beat anyone who dares to count their destiny." Qiaoqiao snorted, with a strange smile on his face, "But...he may be a little too busy now."

Liang Yueyang raised his eyes and saw countless distorted black figures flashing behind the chandelier.

"There are a lot of bad things coming." Qiaoqiao rolled his eyes, "Generally speaking, no matter how powerful the new ghost is, there is absolutely no reason why bad things can't beat them, so..."

"This is not a new ghost." Liang Yueyang interfaced with the most certain deduction, picked up the vibrating mobile phone and connected.

"Brother, I can't find gold." Yun Mao said anxiously, "I found his cell phone, and there are a few blurry photos, which I sent to you. The word "my dad" was written in the memo on the front page."

"Understood." Liang Yueyang's eyes turned black, and he stepped into the darkness of the corridor in one step.

Shu Qiaoqiao laughed: "It smells sour."

As soon as he stepped into the darkness, the light disappeared immediately, and there was a disgusting smell in the small space, and the darkness was also wriggling, making a squeaking sound.