After becoming a demon hunter, he found out that Lao Gong was the demon emperor

As soon as the plane landed, someone came to pick it up, and the eye-catching red letters stood out in the corridor.

The person who came to pick me up was a girl in her 20s, wearing a dress and light makeup on her face.

"You are Song Zheng?"

When Song Zheng walked in front of her, the little girl was still a little confused, didn't she say she was an expert?Why does it look smaller than her.

Song Zheng curled his mouth: "Hi, I'm Song Zheng.",

The little girl also smiled dully: "My name is Qiao Shan."

This Song Zheng looks so pretty when he smiles.

Qiao Shan came here by car. On the way home, she still couldn't believe that such a handsome young guy was what her grandpa called an expert.

Shouldn't all the tall people be old?

"Since when did your family start to lack things?"

Song Zheng asked straight to the point.

Speaking of this question, Qiao Shan's expression became serious, her voice trembling slightly, and she stammered a little: "To be precise...it should...it should be two weeks ago."

"Are those things missing?"

Song Zheng thought about it, and two weeks was not too short a time. If he was a thief, he should have been caught long ago.

When it comes to the few things, Qiao Shan has a weird expression.

She turned the steering wheel smoothly and drove the car onto the elevated road.

"The lack of things is strange, useful, food, and even... toilet paper."

Qiao Shan was both afraid and felt absurd, because the missing things were as big as quilts and as small as toilet paper, and it didn't seem like they came for money, but if there were fewer today and fewer tomorrow, it was really a headache.

The most important thing is that she installed a surveillance camera at home a week ago, but nothing was photographed, and what should be missing is still missing.

This thing makes people panic.

Some old people in the family even said that it was haunted, and now no one dares to live at home.

"That's weird."

Song Zheng pinched the tip of his nose, because the fatigue caused by lack of sleep had not completely dissipated, but since he agreed to help, he had to wait until it was resolved before he could take a good rest.

When I got off the plane, the sky was already a little dark, and now it's completely dark.

What Qiao Shan said sounds very strange. Most people don’t understand it, and it’s natural to be afraid. It’s no wonder there are rumors of ghosts.

"It's very late today, let me find you a hotel to stay in first, and take you to my house tomorrow."

Qiao Shan drove the car near the hotel and said.

Song Zheng smiled: "There's no need to find a hotel, if you don't mind, I'll stay at your place tonight."

Qiao Shan was surprised and said, "Live in my house? But, all my family members have moved out."

After the incident, Qiao Shan's parents moved to a relative's house for a temporary stay, and even Qiao Shan himself moved to a good friend's house.

Looking at Song Zheng's handsome face, she couldn't help feeling a little worried. Although her great-grandfather said he was an expert, he looked like a college student who hadn't graduated.

"There is no one in my family now, you just live in like this...would you be afraid?"

Anyway, Qiao Shan was already scared.

Song Zheng frowned, showing a consoling smile: "Didn't you come to me to solve the problem? Solve it as soon as possible, and you can go home as soon as possible."

The most important thing is that his graduation project and thesis have not been finished yet, so there is really no extra time to delay.

"Take me to your house. If you are afraid, I can do it alone."

Song Zheng twisted his neck, it was another plane, another car, his body was almost stiff.

Qiao Shan: "Then I'd better take you to dinner first, you probably haven't had dinner yet."

Song Zheng rubbed his stomach, he really didn't eat anything today, he was just busy.

He nodded in agreement.

Qiao Shan took Song Zheng to the restaurant she had booked in advance. After the two of them had dinner, Song Zheng followed her back to her home.

Song Zheng looked at the increasingly remote road, and said casually, "Does your family live in the suburbs?"

"It's not a suburb, it's a small town."

T City is a city with both suburbs. Apart from the bustling city, there are also towns away from the hustle and bustle.

The town is not big, so it is very quiet at night, surrounded by many fields, and there is a unique smell of rural fields in early summer nights, and even the air reveals a pure and fresh feeling.

"It must be a good place to use for the elderly." Song Zheng looked around and felt that the rhythm here was much slower than that of City B, and it made people feel very comfortable.

"Hahaha, you're still so young, you're already thinking about pension issues?" Qiao Shan felt that Song Zheng was really easy to get along with, but after more than two hours, she had already regarded the tall man in front of her as a cute little girl next door. younger brother.

She thought so until Qiao Shan saw him do it.

The house of Qiao Shan's family was built by his own family. It is a three-story bungalow and a large yard with rockery and water, pavilions and pavilions. It can be said to be very beautiful.

Song Zheng clicked his tongue twice: "If this house is in City B, then your family is a big family."

Qiao Shan smiled: "We are all self-built small buildings, but my yard is a little bigger."

Song Zheng looked around while she was driving the car into the garage. The yard looked normal, nothing special, and no obvious evil spirit.

Then what does the master mean by letting him come over? It's not just to distract him so that he can continue to gamble!

It has to be said that he probably saw through the truth.

The old man in city B sneezed and rubbed his nose.

"It must be my unfilial apprentice who is talking about me again. Hey, a cake, touch, old man Qiao, put the cards down for me, it's not your turn."

"You old bastard, you just want to spend Xiao Song so that you can play cards yourself!"

"Hey, I said old man Joe, this is a favor for you, what are you talking about."

Old man Qiao grabbed a card and said worriedly: "You really don't worry about Xiao Song, just let the kid pass."

The old man played a card conveniently, and said quite confidently: "Hey, don't worry about it for anything, just watch the cards carefully, my little apprentice, I'm a ghost, so you don't have to worry, before he comes back, take care of yourself." Play a few games with me."

"Don't be poor, both of you, play your cards quickly."

A few old men were laughing and laughing in the small card house, but the big self-built villa in the countryside was quiet and creepy.

Qiao Shan followed Song Zheng, her heart beating fast: "Song Zheng, you really want to live here today, I... I'm a little scared."

Song Zheng took out a talisman from his pocket and handed it to her: "Your family is just short of things, and no one was injured, so it shouldn't be anything harmful. Don't worry, you accept this talisman, and it will protect you. "

"Really?" Qiao Shan held the half-yellow talisman paper suspiciously, and looked at the ghostly talisman-like things depicted in the red cinnabar on it, feeling that his socialist values ​​had been impacted.

Giving her a shield might give her a little more security.

Song Zheng: "If you are really scared, then go to your friend's house."

Qiao Shan shook her head like a rattle: "No, I'm really worried about you being alone, the two of you should have a companion."

Although it was just a lack of things, if Song Zheng was injured by something like a ghost, he would be too sorry.

Since she didn't leave, Song Zheng went with her.

While Qiao Shan was introducing him to the house, Song Zheng casually dropped some talismans in the corner of the house. The orientation seemed strange, but they were placed symmetrically.

"What are you doing?" Qiao Shan was puzzled.

"Make a simple formation."

Song Zheng's men didn't stop, and when the last talisman fell, Qiao Shan only felt a gust of breeze blowing on his face, as if something had changed, but it seemed nothing had changed.

"Which room do I sleep in?" Song Zheng asked after finishing all this, clapping his hands.

Qiao Shan looked at the place where the talismans were scattered just now with a strange expression. Now those talismans had all disappeared, as if they were invisible, but she saw it with her own eyes.

"This...so you can sleep in peace?" Qiao Shan was a little suspicious.

She has always been an atheist, but what happened before her eyes obviously subverted her worldview.

Song Zheng: "Don't worry, there should be a result tomorrow morning, otherwise you are waiting here?"

Qiao Shan shook her head, she might as well go to sleep, out of sight and pure in heart.

If you really saw something, you should not be able to sleep.

Qiao Shan took Song Zheng to the guest room and arranged it next to her, because at least there would be someone to take care of her when something happened.

After nightfall, the yard became quiet, and occasionally the wind blew through the branches, making a little noise.

Song Zheng sat cross-legged on the bed, meditating with his eyes closed.

In an unfamiliar environment, it is actually not easy for him to fall asleep. Even if he falls asleep, he is still in a light sleep state, and after being woken up, he still has a serious wake-up breath. Therefore, outside, he would rather meditate and adjust his breath , also do not want to sleep.

What's more, he was quite interested in this thing tonight.

In the middle of the night, the small bungalow on the third floor was extremely quiet. Song Zheng calmly opened his eyes, and he had already felt the evil spirit.

Ordinary people can't detect the monster aura, but as a monster catcher, he has cultivated since childhood, and his five senses are much more sensitive than ordinary people.

Song Zheng is very talented. The old man often said that he is a rare demon body, and he is faster than ordinary people in terms of cultivation.

Although Song Zheng didn't feel how powerful he was at all.

A burst of bells rang into the ears, the sound was very low at first, but soon became clear, and after a while the sound was so loud that people felt it was ringing right next to their ears.

Song Zheng got out of bed quietly and pushed open the door of the guest bedroom.

It was dark outside, with no lights, and it was impossible to see the road under our feet.

Song Zheng was not hindered at all, and walked to the stairs barefoot.

He is waiting.

Before entering the door, the formation he cast with a spell was just a simple trapping formation, which could trap little monsters with low strength.

Even if he encounters a formidable one, he will still be able to go on in time if he is stuck and delays for a while.

The sound of the bell was wandering around, as if looking for something.

Song Zheng stretched his brows. Although he felt the evil spirit, he didn't feel the evil spirit. This little demon had no blood on his body.

Looks like it's just a thief.

Song Zheng listened to the movement in his ear, suddenly clenched his hand on the side, and muttered in a low voice: "Shut up!"

In the living room, the talismans that had been hidden during the day suddenly appeared, flying up from the ground, and an invisible thread entwined all the talismans, forming a small cage.

As the words were uttered, the little monster in the room realized that this was a trap, and hurriedly escaped outside.

The trap has been formed, and if you want to escape, unless your strength is extraordinary.

Song Zheng walked downstairs. In the middle of the living room downstairs, a milky white mass was struggling continuously as the trap gradually shrunk.

"It turned out to be a kitten."

The light in the living room was already on the moment the sleepy formation started. In the center of the bright room, a little milk cat was trapped inside with a bell hanging around its neck, looking helpless.

Just as Song Zheng was about to approach, a dazzling light suddenly flashed in the formation, illuminating the entire hall even brighter, and the talismans supporting this simple formation suddenly ignited spontaneously.

The formation was broken, and a force of backlash attacked Song Zheng.

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