Bend that ghost

It is not certain whether this so-called treasure really exists, but Wen Zhijiang thought of his own eyes, the eyes of the sparked corpse. At that time, the fox wanted his corpse so much, and Lu Li also wanted to take his eyes. , Could something really be in his eyes?

But now his body has become a handful of ashes, and there is no way to investigate.

I didn't find anything out of this female ghost's mouth, but the most urgent thing was that Wen Zhijiang didn't know how to deal with him. According to Lu Li's previous solution to encountering ghosts, it was probably overkill.

But...Wen Zhijiang hasn't learned how to supersede ghosts yet, and the last time he superseded all souls was actually led by Lu Li.

Wen Zhijiang simply sat back on the bed, secretly thinking about how to deal with this ghost, why not just wait for Lu Li to come back and hand it over to him?

As soon as he raised his head, he ran into Jiang Cheng who walked through the door directly from the outside. Jiang Cheng opened his mouth and said, "Brother Zhi Jiang..." His voice choked up, and Jiang Cheng looked at the female ghost floating in the room immobile, with a strange expression on his face. Distorted and horrified, he exclaimed, "Why is she here?!"

A look of surprise flashed across Wen Zhijiang's eyes. It seemed that Jiang Cheng knew this female ghost, and that's right, they were all ghosts, so knowing each other was no big deal, but Jiang Cheng's next words made Wen Zhijiang's eyelids twitch.

"It's not good for you to climb into someone's bed. You have to find Brother Zhijiang, and he doesn't like women."

Female ghost: "..."

Wen Zhijiang: "..."

Wen Zhi Jiang Fue, the more you get in touch with this Jiang Cheng, the more you can discover his unique painting style, so he said decisively and calmly: "Why are you here?"

Although a female ghost with malicious intentions entered the mortal world in the middle of the night, Jiang Cheng must have something to do when he came here at this time, and he would never talk to him in the middle of the night.

Only then did Jiang Cheng say: "Oh, Mr. Lu asked me to see if you are awake. If you are awake, I will tell you that he is in my brother's study."

Wen Zhijiang was slightly taken aback. Although they probably wanted to pay Jiang Cheng, they were pretty sure when he would wake up Lu Li. Lu Li's thoughtfulness made Wen Zhijiang's originally cold expression a little softer.

It is really difficult to remember a person sometimes, but when this person is pervasive in your life, it is also difficult to forget.

Like and love are too cheap to say, a person may say these two words to countless people in a lifetime.But for Wen Zhijiang, there is only one Lu Li.

He is pleasing to the eye and comfortable to get along with. He is completely different from everyone else.

For him, more than a liking or a love?

Wen Zhijiang had nothing to do with the female ghost, the three ghosts were relatively embarrassed in the room, and the female ghost was a little unbelievable in her heart, she really thought that the young master of Yinshan was a soft persimmon, but he did not expect him to inherit the seal of Yinshan.

Lu Li was really willing to give up Yinshan's position as head teacher!

Wen Zhijiang was not interested in female ghosts, but Jiang Cheng frowned, and said with a disgusted look: "Brother Zhijiang, she is an evil ghost, what are you leaving her here for?"

"Could it be thrown out?" Wen Zhijiang asked back, and said indifferently: "It will be difficult to catch after running away."

Although he didn't know what to do with this ghost, if it was a ghost like Jiang Cheng, maybe Wen Zhijiang would forgive him, but if the ghost with human life on his hands was let go, it would be like letting the tiger go back to the mountain.

The female ghost's face changed, but she didn't have much horror, instead she had a threatening look on her flattering face, she said: "I am a ghost raised by Taoist Maoshan, no matter how powerful Yinshan is, the young master of Yinshan is still a ghost, isn't it? Do you want to make an enemy of Maoshan?"

"What?" Jiang Cheng was stunned, and immediately retorted: "Impossible! Maoshan's famous family is decent, how can they raise evil spirits?!"

Wen Zhijiang secretly got involved with Maoshan again. The accident between him and Jiang Chen has not been investigated yet. This female ghost who was picking trouble in the middle of the night was also raised by a Taoist priest of Maoshan?He squinted his eyes calmly, seeing that although the female ghost was terrified, she didn't panic about being caught. Could it be that she still has a hole card?The Taoist priest of Maoshan who she was talking about raising ghosts?Then he sneered and said, "Then you are telling me which Taoist priest of Maoshan is your master?"

At the same time, a vague and indistinguishable gender voice suddenly sounded: "Not coming back yet?!"

The female ghost suppressed by Wen Zhijiang suddenly trembled, her face immediately revealed a look of satisfaction, and then she retreated as if summoned.

Wen Zhijiang's face darkened, and before he had time to say anything else, he immediately picked up the black wallet-like talisman bag left by Lu Li on the bedside table, and chased after him in a blink of an eye, leaving only a word for Jiang Cheng: "Go find it quickly." Land from!"

The one who called that female ghost away might be the Daoist Maoshan she was talking about, or maybe it was the real culprit who attacked him and Jiang Chen, they must not be allowed to run away like this.

The streets in the early morning were extraordinarily quiet, especially since Jiang's villa was in the outskirts of the city, there were hardly any people there.

Relying on the breath left by the female ghost, Wen Zhijiang chased eastward all the way, passed a crossroads, and stopped suddenly.

He stared at the world in front of him in a daze. There were towering buildings, feasting lights, noisy voices, and great excitement. It was obviously a very modern building, but it always made people feel that it was out of step with the times.

In this bustling street market, there are people in suits and leather shoes who look like shopping mall elites, and there are people in blue shirts and long sleeves like ink, and there are even people in the long gowns of the Republic of China with a bookish look, which is out of date and weird.

But Wen Zhijiang could clearly feel that these were not living people.

The moment Wen Zhijiang appeared here, the whole market fell into an eerie silence.

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Wen Zhijiang, full of surprise, doubt, and greed with malicious intentions.

"Here comes the new dead ghost again. Look at this skinny and tender man. He might be a rich master when he was alive." A man with a thick back and arms covered with tattoos was the first to speak, rudely. A pair of eyes on the face presumptuously looked at Wen Zhijiang's thin body, and his eyes were full of covetousness.

Immediately, people around shouted: "When did the kid die? Report your name."

"Hahahahaha, this kid looks like a woman."

Wen Zhijiang had a headache, and his face was gloomy. His cold and dignified temperament made him stand out among the ghosts, like a person who walked out of a landscape painting, even the ancients in long gowns. against him.

Handsome and dignified, with a cold temperament, but no matter how you look at it, he is a heroic man, not at all masculine or feminine.

Wen Zhijiang's pent-up anger was almost about to explode, and he was stared at with playful eyes, not to mention that he was cold and unwilling to get too close to others, and anyone else would feel rude and ashamed.

What's more, many of them looked at him very unkindly, and he didn't suspect that if he fell into the hands of these ghosts, his fate would not be much better.

The crowd was still clamoring and booing, and there were even a few people, one of whom was the tattooed man who spoke first, and the rest of them looked like his little brothers, who always looked like street gangsters, walking towards Wen Zhijiang,

"Boy, it's already here, why don't you play with my brother?" The tattooed man's eyes were extremely revealing. As a man, Wen Zhijiang was very clear about the covetousness in his eyes, and his heart immediately felt blocked.

Many people looked at Wen Zhijiang's expression with sympathy, but most of them gloated over the good show.

Wen Zhijiang sneered, he understood what bullying is not a thing, and it is not a thing to watch a good show.

His eyes darkened, coldness surged, and he dared to draw attention to him, how could he say these ghosts were stupid?Or stupid?

The noble and elegant man's mouth curled up into a smile, his eyes lightly swept around the people around him, and in the next moment, he took a light step, and the aura that erupted from his body made everyone take a few steps back.

From his thin lips came out a cold voice that could freeze the flames into ice lumps, making anyone feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"You...you are quite courageous."