cat disease

Demolished.

"Hmm... It's been a while." Fang Wei thought for a while and said, "Don't you feel relieved that I am here? The person who brought you back first, she has to rest and check, the domain that trapped her before is a little bit Something is wrong."

It's because you're here that I'm even more worried!

Yan Zijin complained fiercely in his heart, but he was really worried about Meng Ci. Unlike Fang Wei and Chong Jiu, he seldom took life in his heart. The two people who were used to seeing life and death really didn't think it was a big deal.

But Yan Zijin was different. Firstly, Meng Ci was rescued by himself. Everyone in the organization was usually noisy, but in fact they cherished each other.

Although people enter reincarnation after death and there will be a next life, which is not really death, but the memory is handed over, and they enter another life empty, everything from personality to behavior has changed. Is this still the same as before?It seems that after a blank mold is painted with different colors, it is actually not the original one.

So Yan Zijin is not as open-minded as Chongjiu, nor as indifferent as Fang Wei. He is still a mortal after all.

Yan Zijin took one last look at Fang Wei, and still couldn't hold back and said something more: "I have no position to say anything about you, but I still hope that you will think more before doing things."

Get in the car after talking.

After Fang Wei sent Yan Zijin away, he turned to look at the dilapidated bookstore.

This is a real bookstore. From the shelves to the tables, there are books of different colors and types. There are big and small, some are yellowed, and some look new. There are all kinds of books, unlike their store. All the books are exactly the same from the cover to the style.

In fact, Fang Wei entered Meng Ci's domain a step earlier than Chong Jiu. Before everything changed, he went to the dormitory first and put the black book written with sometimes spiritual words on the table.

Only when Shi Lingyu hidden in Mengci's body realizes that he is dead, will there be a flaw in that domain, and the ghost of Shi Lingyu can be drawn out.

Sure enough, after Meng Ci opened the black book, Shi Lingyu's mind was already confused at a glance, and the harmonious life created by Shi Lingyu's thoughts immediately changed.

It's just that this change didn't know if something went wrong in the middle, but the original suicide seemed to have turned into coercion by roommates.

Not to mention the death at the time, how did the police investigate and classify the incident as a suicide, even if it was really related to the roommate, that scene actually happened, why did the roommate in the domain have no face?

At first glance, it seems that these things are entangled and there is no clue, but Fang Wei actually already has a guess.

Fang Wei stood under the sycamore tree on the side of the street, rubbed his fingers and looked up at the second floor, where his kitten seemed to be looking for something.

Chapter 78

Chapter 79

◎No more◎

The cobblestone roads on both sides of the street have not been refurbished for a long time, there are many gaps at the joints, and unknown grasses grow in the middle of the soil, and the scattered sunlight hits the body, making it look extraordinarily precious.

The shops on both sides are separated by a few houses, and there are always a few with rolling shutter doors, with "auspicious house for rent" posted on them.

Chongjiu stood in the shade of the trees with a cigarette in his mouth. This is the only good thing about the old street. The trees on both sides are all old. At the end of the alley, it is much cooler than other places. In summer, it is usually around four o’clock, and there will always be some old people sitting on the street holding cattail fans to cool off.But now the weather is not so hot, and the time is relatively early, so there are not many people.

Chongjiu bit the cigarette and squinted to look at the opposite side of the road, where there was a cat squatting in the corner, it looked very small, it seemed that a certain cat mother lost patience after taking care of it for a while, and went out to play with the little ones on their own up.

After taking two puffs of the cigarette, the white smoke was deformed by the wind, and there was no sound behind him.

He didn't turn his head, and hung the cigarette between his fingers to his side. After he felt the person standing beside him, he said, "What did you ask?"

"Huh?" The visitor was a little hesitant, turned his head to look at Xiang Chongjiu, then smiled and said, "What are you asking? I don't even know what you are looking for here."

Chong Jiu glanced sideways at Fang Wei, and was no longer as impatient as before. After certain things were certified, he even became a little more patient.

Fang Wei didn't want to reveal her background, but Chongjiu said uncharacteristically: "A new dead ghost came to the store, and told me that he wanted to see his granddaughter, but he refused to reincarnate, and it was very annoying to follow behind him, so let me take a look."

Fang Wei raised his eyebrows, he didn't understand why Chong Jiu was telling him this.

Chong Jiu took another bite of his cigarette, and exhaled, "It's not impossible to just stuff him into the underworld, but he said something that interests me very much."

"what's up?"

Chongjiu said: "He said his granddaughter is not dead yet, she is still alive somewhere in this world, but he can't find her granddaughter, and wants me to help him find it?"

Fang did not comment.Chongjiu is not a soft-hearted person, he will not bother because an old man wants to see his granddaughter, and he is not a magic lamp for making wishes, he will respond to every request.

Chong Jiu really continued: "The process is not important, the main thing is that you should have heard of his daughter's name."

"Who?"

"Time Spirit Language."

Fang Wei was taken aback for a moment, and he didn't expect that a random soul who reported to the bookstore would have something to do with Shi Lingyu.

He frowned and said, "Shi Lingyu on the child?"

"It should be." Chong Jiu was not sure.

"What does it have to do with this bookstore?"

Chong Jiu turned around and met Fang Wei face to face, staring firmly into each other's eyes and asked: "Then what do you want to do in this bookstore?"

At such a close distance, and under such bright light, Fang Wei, who is good at hiding himself, when the light in his eyes flashed by, it still fell into Chong Jiu's eyes without a trace.

The two seemed to have fallen into some kind of unspeakable stalemate again, neither of them spoke, as if they were back on the second floor, and it was Shi Haoran who broke this state.

Shi Haoran walked around the bookstore, and made sure that there was nothing missing or many in the room except for a few footprints, so he went downstairs and locked the door with some peace of mind, thinking about when he would find a better master , Change to a stronger lock.Speaking of which, the person who pried the door was really skilled, and there was no trace of prying on the door lock. Maybe there is a legendary gun?

However, as soon as he stood at the door, he found that the two people in the store were getting very close under the tree not far away. One of them was so outstanding that even a man couldn't help being dazed after seeing it, while the other If one doesn't look at the face, the back view alone is enough to make people imagine. Standing together, these two men inexplicably exude an indescribable aura, which is very harmonious yet somewhat out of place.

Shi Haoran hesitated for a moment, and finally said: "Do you have anything else to do?"

He was afraid that someone would pry the door just after he locked it, and he would have to run back. Although there is no evidence to prove that it was the two people in front of him who pried the lock, and the two of them don't look like people who are doing stealthy things. However, it is impossible to directly capture the bag on the spot without doubt.

Fang Wei is a person who goes down every step. After seeing Chong Jiu this time, it seems that this little cat who rejects people thousands of miles away has suddenly opened up another trick. He no longer rejects talking to him, and can speak without guidance. A lot of words, even though these words sounded like a hole dug for him.

After hearing Shi Haoran's words, Fang Wei naturally looked away: "It's okay, I'm getting ready to go."

"You didn't drive?" Shi Haoran locked the door and walked a few steps here, "It's not easy to take a taxi here."

He originally wanted to say that he could take two people for a ride, but after looking at the height and leg length of the two people in front of him, and looking at his own small electric car, he really couldn't fit two people, and thinking about the previous contact, he felt that he was still far away. It was better, so he took back his footsteps and said, "Take a taxi app, I guess it won't work on the side of the road."

"Then what, I have to go to work so I'm leaving first, you guys go back too quickly." After finishing speaking, Shi Haoran looked back at the shop door and at Fangwei, and after riding the electric motor and leaving for a certain distance, he returned. He looked back a few times, as if he was afraid that after he left, these two people would go over to pry the door again.

After a few traffic lights, Shi Haoran's figure finally disappeared, but Fang Wei was still looking at the direction Shi Haoran left by the side of the road, showing a reluctant look.

Chong Jiu stared at the back of Fang Wei's head for a long time, until the cigarette in his hand was burned to the root, he crushed the cigarette butt in a special place above the trash can, and then threw it into the trash can.

"Before you said that you lived in Qiu Hong's building, do you have any impression of Qiu Hong?"

"Huh?" Fang didn't turn his head, the little cat seemed to be more interested in talking to him today.

After reacting for a long time, he remembered who Qiu Hong was, and said, "You mean the deceased in Shitaizi? I have seen the corpse several times in the villa, and I am not familiar with it in the community."

"You still live there?"

"Occasionally, what's the matter?"

"It's nothing." Chong Jiu stopped halfway through his words.

Fang Wei was not sure what Chongjiu meant, and then teased, "Master Jiu still wants me to live in the bookstore, right? I agreed last time, but something happened and I didn't go. Now this is a tactful invitation to me?"

Chongjiu, who didn't invite or not, didn't answer the question, and changed the subject: "Before Yan Zijin said that he sent me the water ghost, there was no news, and what happened to the little female ghost in the villa?"

Not so good, both of them don't know where to feed the bugs now.

Fang Wei shut up and pretended that he didn't know, let Yan Zijin deal with these things later.

It's just that he didn't talk, but Chongjiu said: "Qiu Hong's soul should not be found. I don't know when there was a method of changing merit. It stole other people's merit and imposed it on one's own life experience. Sometimes You can deceive the small boat on the Wangchuan River and send the changed soul to a life that does not belong to him."

Fang Wei: "Have you seen it?"

Chong Jiu made up his mind not to answer Fang Wei's words today, and just said what he wanted to say: "This can be regarded as a double-edged sword. If you succeed, even if you slaughter a city in this life, it will still be smooth sailing in your next life, but if you don't succeed, no matter what." Whether it was stolen or whoever stole it will disappear."

"So it's okay if both the water ghost and the little girl disappeared. Just tell Yan Zijin that they don't need to send them back. Even if they go to the bookstore, they won't be able to enter the underworld."

After Chongjiu said this, he turned around and left, leaving Fang Wei watching the black mist disappearing in front of him, with a slightly complicated expression on his face.

From Qiu Hong to now, Shi Lingyu seems to be chaotic and has no clues, but in the final analysis, it all involves one thing-merit.

Merit is not something that can be obtained overnight. For example, today I saw a beggar who gave 100 yuan, and the merit returned to the benefactor is no more than the size of dust. It is not as big as the broken light on the ground. I hope this little merit can change myself. Fate is impossible in this life or in the next life, but every little thing will affect something in the end, it may be in this life, it may be in the next life, or it may be that one life can be saved in a major disaster, after all, there is nothing wrong with it of.

And the villain who looks very good may have consumed the merits accumulated in the past few lives. After death, he will enter the underworld, and after getting on the small wooden boat, he will also be thrown into the Wangchuan River to feed the fish.

Chongjiu didn't have much contact with Fang Wei now. Although he didn't understand why Fang Wei didn't reveal his identity after he came back, and didn't say what he wanted to do, he saw that he was around Yan Zijin, and sometimes by his side It seems that the investigation happened to coincide with Chongjiu. It is not difficult to imagine that maybe he reappeared for merit.

Is it a god raised by nature? Perhaps it is because there is a crack in the balance of the world, and someone needs to remedy it urgently, and Chongjiu is not a person who works with peace of mind, but is also a spirit of unknown origin. Not only did he not rush to remedy it, but to some extent The world is still fueling the flames, so Fang Wei, that is, Shi Yi, is put back.

Chongjiu thought so, so when he returned to the bookstore, he ignored the addicted Yu Song who played the role of a servant, and just said don't follow, then lifted the curtain at the back and opened the door that separates yin and yang.

According to folklore, Huangquan is the place where people go after death. There are hells and hells, and there is the judge Hades. In fact, Huangquan has only one bank full of loess. Except for this land, there is mist everywhere The water can't be seen at a glance.The surface of the water is calm and waveless, like a huge mirror.

A dilapidated-looking small wooden boat was parked on the shore, on which sat a man in a coir raincoat, with his head bowed and his oars held motionless.

Dust was flying, Chong Jiu hurried over.

The man on the boat raised his head when he sensed a strange movement. His face was as white as paper, his eyes were as black as ink, his lips were as red as blood, and his entire facial features seemed to be painted on it, which looked extremely creepy.

But Chong Jiu was not surprised by this appearance.

He stood on the side, and the calm Wangchuan River suddenly began to have small waves after Chong Jiu appeared, as if it was alive, slapping the bank one after another, and the river was getting higher and higher.

I don't know how many ghost fragments and fish that eat ghosts are hidden in this river.

Tan Huai's voice sounded a little different from his appearance, but it was unexpectedly warm, making people unconsciously let go of their guard: "Why are you here again?"

Chapter 80

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The river was still rising, and the originally dry place was gradually covered with water droplets, and Chongjiu's trousers were wet after a while.

The calm mirror was broken by an uninvited guest, and the waves on the shore were higher than the next, beating the shore, as if to push the outsider out, or to roll him into the water.

Wangchuan water seems to be spiritual, as if every drop of water has its own mind.

Chong Jiu ignored his feet, looked at Tan Huai and said, "It's time—"

"See you again?" Tan Huai was surprised, "I thought you'd have to see him again later."

Chong Jiu sat casually by the side of the boat, and saw a faint shadow behind Tan Huai, and even the boat under his feet was blurred, and then the figure and the boat sailed back, and the shadows a few meters away gradually filled up, and the In addition to the black shadow on the wooden boat, there appeared a translucent shadow, which was the soul about to reincarnate.

Chongjiu and Tan Huai are the two who have known each other the longest in the true sense, and they are similar to friends with a slightly delicate relationship.

"It's not a coincidence, it's..." Chong Jiu paused, "I met you by chance."

Tan Huai gave a low laugh. It is an accident for ordinary people to encounter such words by chance. For people like them, they know how much cause and effect are hidden in the word "encounter". They are all walking on the same street, and they still won't meet once.

This layer of Tan Huai didn't break through, he just smiled happily, and then said: "Did you find what you were looking for?"

"Not yet, but I found a small thing." Chong Jiu spread his hand, and a small translucent fragment lay there.

"Where did you find it?" Tan Huai put his head very low, almost resting his head on Chong Jiu's hand.

"bookstore."

Tan Huai didn't care which bookstore it was, but thought the little fragment in his hand was very interesting: "Is this person still alive?"

Obviously it was a fragment of the soul, even if the ghost was broken into pieces like this, it would be regarded as a ghost, but the aura emanating from the fragments was indeed alive.

The small fragment moved tremblingly under Tan Huai's fingers, like a small bug. The moment it touched Tan Huai, it shrank subconsciously and was afraid.

Chong Jiu: "Standing alive in front of me, I can't see any flaws. If I didn't discover this thing, I would have been fooled by that person."

Tan Huai touched his chin and stood up straight, still staring at the little thing with a half-smile and said, "Interesting."

"It was said to bring the water ghost and a little female ghost here to show me. Where did it go?"

"It's probably gone, it's in his hands, I think he doesn't want me to touch it, maybe he's worried about me." Chong Jiu said casually, "Otherwise, he wouldn't be dragging his half-disabled body Come back to this muddy water."

Tan Huai put the oars aside and sat beside Chong Jiu: "At first I didn't agree with you to investigate this matter. There are laws of cause and effect in the world. You understand this better than me, but you have to find out the truth." In the end, I couldn't help it, but as a gatekeeper, it's better not to hang around in the world for a long time, you know what the consequences will be."

The fragments that had been carefully put away were casually thrown to the ground by Chong Jiu, and then put his hands on both sides of his body, looking up at the gray sky.

It is said that everyone sees different scenes when they come here. The color of the sky, the scenery on the shore, and the water of the Wangchuan River will all show different states. However, every time Chongjiu comes here, he sees this desolate scene. , the gray sky, the deserted bank without a single grass, and the river water that sometimes acts as a demon.

"The water ghost should be the bait released by that person. At first, I thought that he was not satisfied with the status quo and was eager to get more books, so there was such a big mistake." Chongjiu said, "But now it seems that it should not be this mean."

"Have you realized something?"

Chong Jiu smiled: "The brains of spirits are inherently duller than humans, so there is nothing to understand. It's just that the black shadow I met last time seemed to want to pull me into the other side's camp. You What do you think it is for?"

"I ate you." Tan Huai said without thinking.

"I have no merit, and it's rare to be struck by lightning after doing something. What can I eat to prolong my life?"

While speaking, the small fragments that fell on the ground disappeared in place at some point, and then the small stones there suddenly trembled a few times, turned to the side, and a small sprout sprouted.

Tan Huai looked at Xiaocao in a daze, and Chong Jiu also looked over.After the grass swayed back and forth twice, it suddenly disappeared out of thin air, and the ground was once again desolate, as if there had never been any life.

When Chong Jiu looked back, he saw that Tan Huai was still looking at that place, presumably there was something he couldn't see.

"It's hard to find the lost book. I'll send it back to you in case there are fragments." Chongjiu got up, and, knowing whether it was intentional or not, took a step back and stepped on the place where the grass had just grown.

"Why did you send it to me? I don't eat fish." Although Tan Huai said so, Chongjiu had never seen fish in the Wangchuan River, "So are you sure someone cut out other people's lives and put them together in his own book? Things are a bit outrageous, not to mention that books are not things that ordinary people can come across, let alone the seven souls that make up the book, how can you add other people's lives to your own book?"

Chongjiu's expression was in a daze for a while, his eyes fell on the tumbling Wangchuan River in the distance, it seemed that there was a small boat approaching in the distance, and it was getting closer and closer, but it was no different from Tan Huai in front of him.The boat gradually approached, and Tan Huai, who was rushing straight to the shore, showed no sign of turning. The bow and stern of the boat were about to collide with each other. However, the moment the later boat touched, its track was suddenly blurred, and even the boat and people They all became shadows, gradually becoming one with Tan Huai.

"There will always be some reason." Chong Jiu said in a low voice, not intending to tell Tan Huai, raising his eyes just in time to see phantoms leaving behind Tan Huai, and boats coming back from all directions.

"I'll go first." After saying that, Chong Jiu turned around and was about to leave, Tan Huai shouted from behind, "Chong Jiu."

Chong Jiu paused, but did not turn around.

Tan Huai took it off in his pocket and put it behind his back, with the flowing hair behind him, he finally looked human, but the color on his lips looked brighter red.

He looked at the black figure standing not far away. His original long hair had disappeared but his figure was slimmer. Standing alone on the desolate loess, in a trance, big red flowers suddenly bloomed around him. The unique flower of Huangquan will only appear when the dead come.

Tan Huai's voice was not loud, and it melted into Chong Jiu's ears in the wind, in exchange for a slightly sarcastic smile.

He said: "Pay attention to your body, something is wrong."

Not long after Chongjiu walked, a black door appeared out of nowhere in front of him, and he opened and closed back to the long corridor of the bookstore.

He touched his hair unaccustomed to it. After a few days of cutting it, only the wild ghosts in the shop noticed the difference.

Tan Huai's reminder was not abrupt, he was extra sensitive to the soul, that's why he showed the fragment to him.

In fact, Chongjiu's body has been wrong for a long time. Ever since he hated the sun and the bell at the door ignored him, he has never felt right again.

Looking at the empty corridor, Chong Jiu's eyes flashed. Although the little white man hadn't come back yet, there was already another line.

The black mist rose again, and Chong Jiu disappeared in place.

The moment the figure disappeared, a faint figure stood in the center on the other side of the corridor. It was Yu Song who was waiting in the front hall. He looked at the empty corridor and the shaking candles, and his gaze was fixed on the curtain at the end.

Chong Jiu didn't know where Shi Haoran lived. Fortunately, the broken soul found in the bookstore belonged to Shi Haoran, so following the traces of the soul, he directly touched the place where he haunted for a long time, and there was a high probability that it was his residence.

The sun had just set, and Chongjiu was standing in some old corridors, listening to two bicycles at the corner of the first floor. There were many small advertisements for lock changing and sewer repair on the walls on both sides of the stairs. The taste of disrepair, even the steps are much narrower than other places, and after a few steps, you have to bend down and lower your head to avoid hitting your head.

After reaching the height of half a floor, Chong Jiu stood outside the iron gate, and melted into it in a flash. Fortunately, there were no people around, and the corridors of this kind of community were not monitored, so it would not cause panic.

It was only after entering the door that Chongjiu realized that Shi Haoran hadn't come back from get off work at this time, and it was midnight when they first met, so Shi Haoran was still drinking outside at such a late hour, probably socializing a lot.

However, before Chongjiu could turn around and leave, he felt an unusual aura in the room.

As the black mist rose, Chong Jiuyin hid his figure and did not act rashly, but stood quietly at the entrance, calming down and faintly hearing the voice of someone talking from inside.

"So you learned the method from the previous employer's family?"

"Yes, yes, you have to believe me, I really only heard about it from others, I haven't done anything bad, really nothing." Shi Haoran's voice was full of fear, as if he was eager to get himself out of something. Take it out and show your position.

"Oh? Is that so? Why do I smell... You smell like death." The other person's voice was very soft, and the ending of the sentence was slightly raised, which was a little unserious.

"What a deadly smell! I am a living person, where did the deadly smell come from! Don't talk nonsense... what are you going to do?"

The more Chong Jiu listened, the more familiar the voice became. The black mist dissipated, and he stood at the door of the bedroom.

The layout of this kind of old house is very crowded, except for a wardrobe, the bedroom can only fit a double bed and a relatively small desk, and the rest of the room is very limited.

It stands to reason that the room must be crowded to accommodate two people, but the two people are not crowded in the room, but——

"Did I come at the wrong time?" Chongjiu looked at the two people who were about to get twisted together on the bed with a sullen face. Shi Haoran's hands were pressed on the top of his head. No matter how you look at the end of your red eyes, you feel that something difficult to watch just happened.

"Of course." The person on top didn't feel any embarrassment after being discovered, and even supported his body with his arms, and even raised his eyebrows in the mood and said, "Do you want to go together?"

Chapter 81

◎Changes◎

Chongjiu's temples twitched. In fact, the conversation he heard just now showed that there was nothing shameful about the two of them, but when he saw this scene, Chongjiu's face still couldn't help turning dark.

Whenever he was suppressing his emotions, the scar at the end of his eye became the only outlet to vent, and the blood-red nails were stuck at the end of his eye. Fortunately, he cut his hair short now, but it covered it a little bit, so he couldn't see clearly. Expressed emotions are hidden.

Fang Wei still covered Shi Haoran, seeing that Chong Jiu didn't intend to come in, turned over again to directly above Shi Haoran, turned his head to his ear and said something.

After finishing speaking, Shi Haoran's face turned red and black for several rounds.

The appearance of the two of them really looks like flirting between young lovers.

Chongjiu's bookstore is next to the commercial street, and every day you can see couples shuttle back and forth, and they don't forget to turn their heads and bite their ears when they walk, which is very similar to the scene in front of them now.

It stands to reason that he is not surprised by how close others are, but he thinks that the two people on the bed are an eyesore, or they are acting out of possessiveness, Chongjiu thinks so.

If it were someone else, Chong Jiu would have thrown his sleeves and left long ago, out of sight, but at this moment, there seemed to be nails growing under his feet, and he couldn't move an inch.

Fang Wei seemed to think that the temperature inside the room was not cold enough, so he looked sideways at the person standing at the door, and said with a smile, "Master Jiu, come and sit, what to do standing there, you don't feel tired."

After finishing speaking, he patted the bed and added: "It's quite soft."

Tell me whether you are soft or not!

At this moment, Chongjiu had the urge to lift the bed directly, and the fingers holding the door frame turned white due to the force, but he was used to forbearance, and there was nothing wrong with his voice for the time being: "I have something to do with him, you... ...can we talk later?"

Fang Wei raised his eyebrows but didn't move: "You talk, I promise not to interrupt."

He didn't even intend to pull him up, the two lay on the bed and let Chong Jiu just chat.

The only sound in the house was the ticking of the clock, and there were peddlers pushing their carts and yelling as they walked outside the house. However, the silence did not last long, and the surrounding air suddenly became sticky.

The time was fixed at [-]:[-], and the second hand of the clock on the wall moved tremblingly and then stopped suddenly.

Fang Wei was still lying on the bed, maintaining an ambiguous posture with Shi Haoran, but the next second, there was a loud noise from the roof, and a black stick-like thing fell from the sky, stabbing at Fang Wei's back.

Chong Jiu was still clasping the door frame one second, and the next second his feet were sunk in the bed, his hand stopped two centimeters above Fang Wei and was holding the top of the wooden stick, and a heart-rending pain came from his palm.

The falling wooden stick was two meters long, with a little red tassel floating on the top, and the tip was held by Chongjiu, so I couldn't see what it looked like, but the shape of the tip was already drawn by the skin and flesh, very much like the spears used by the ancient army However, the tip of the spear is much smaller than usual, not as big as a palm, but sharper. It is not difficult to imagine that if it really falls, it will definitely string the two people on the bed with candied haws.

The moment Chong Jiu grabbed the spear, Fang Wei took Shi Haoran and rolled to the side: "What's the situation?"

However, Chong Jiu hadn't had time to say anything, and several spears came down from the roof at the same time. He didn't care to check the situation and retreated to the door. When he raised his head again, there seemed to be a fence between him and Fang Wei. , At the same time, two sharp spears fell down again, heading straight for Fang Wei.

Fang Wei quickly took out two charms from his pocket and hit them, sticking them accurately on the wooden stick on the spear body.

The wooden stick caught fire in an instant, and the next second it turned into black ash and fell to the ground.

He threw Shi Haoran to the corner of the wall, took out three more charms and threw them directly at the leak in the roof, temporarily sealing the roof, but another spear flew from the opposite side, breaking a wooden stick stuck on the bed Finally, he wiped Fang Wei's sideburns and nailed them to the wall behind him.

Rao was as calm as Fang Wei was still startled by the sudden object, and his expression lost control for a moment, stained with frost that had never appeared before, and it was fleeting, when he turned his head after seeing the object clearly However, what Chongjiu saw had changed into his usual appearance, careless and careless, as if someone else was hanging by a thread just now.

While Chong Jiu was throwing the spear, a long black cloth came out of the fingertips out of thin air, and then wrapped around the wound in the palm of his hand. No matter how much blood there was, it would not be dazed on the black cloth and could not be seen at all.

"Master Jiu is so angry, doesn't he want my life?" Fang Wei's voice sounded, and Chong Jiu glanced at Shi Haoran who was cowering in the corner and said, "Come here first."

Fang Wei was obedient, and carried Shi Haoran over the broken spear again, and stood beside Chongjiu: "I didn't expect such a broken apartment to hide a mystery." He shook Shi Haoran and asked, "You On the contrary, he was very ruthless, not even letting himself go."

"I don't know, I don't know!" Shi Haoran was obviously greatly stimulated, if he wasn't being carried, he would probably have rolled on the ground, "I don't know anything, I don't know."

Fang Wei clicked his tongue twice, but he couldn't allow him to complain too much at this time, amidst Shi Haoran's non-stop denials, there was another commotion on the roof.

This time they already had experience, and before there was another hole in the roof, Chong Jiu took Fang Wei's arm and was about to withdraw.

The two of them were standing very tight, but when Chongjiu grabbed it with his hands, it was in vain. The original sleeves turned into fly ashes in his hands, and Fang Wei in front of him disappeared from the spot with a face full of surprise. Shi Haoran who was carried by Fang Wei also disappeared.

Chong Jiu's face froze, and he tore off the black cloth that had just been tied to his hand, and the blood spilled straight out, turning into a long sword in his hand.

Everything in the world can't be born out of thin air, for example, the cloth strip just now was pinched by yin energy, such as this long sword, which is closely related to blood.

After slashing with his hand, Chongjiu thought Fang Wei and Shi Haoran appeared in front of him, trapping him in, except for the general, but there was no reaction at all where the long sword passed, and there was still an ordinary house with a roof in front of him. There was a large black hole on the bed, and several spears were deeply inserted into the mattress, piercing through and wedged into the ground.

Everything seems to be the same as before, but there are two missing protagonists.

Chong Jiu stood at the door holding a red sword. There was no energy fluctuation in the room. If it wasn't a simple domain, it could only be that someone used some method to snatch the two living people away.

In this way, Chong Jiu searched the room over and over again, and finally found a hidden compartment behind a painting in the corner of the bedroom.

The painting is not worth much. Although the painting is of Van Gogh's sunflowers, it looks like it was purchased online for tens of dollars by mail.

Chong Jiu didn't pay attention to this place at first, what he looked at was the small desk beside it, although there were only a few things on it.

The moment he walked in front of the painting, something invisibly pulled Chongjiu's gaze up, and when he realized it, the painting had already been placed in the corner by him, and a black book was standing there big and wide. In the hole at the back, I don't know if Shi Haoran is too confident about this painting as a disguise, or if this book is useless.

Chong Jiu took the black book in his hand, on which was written a familiar name - Qiu Hong.

It was the dead man from Shitaizi.

Before the book could be opened, there was a rustling sound outside the room, and then the window was opened a small crack, and a snake-like thing got in, stuck to the ground and started to swim, as if looking for something, until Standing in front of Chong Jiu, the little snake slowly raised its head, vomited a scarlet snake letter and looked at Chong Jiu.

In the next second, it wrapped around Chong Jiu's ankle and climbed up little by little, and then wrapped its tail around Chong Jiu's wrist, baring its fangs and about to bite down on the black book.

Chong Jiu pinched the snake by its neck and brought it to his face. After looking at it for a while, he found that there was no reflection of himself in the snake's eyes. In other words, this stupid snake never saw him in this room The living people completely regarded Chong Jiu as a pillar.

No wonder they unscrupulously climbed directly onto him and destroyed the evidence in front of his face.

With a little force on the hand, the little snake suddenly turned into a puff of smoke, and when it was about to dissipate, it was gathered back by Chong Jiu, and turned into a little snake again, coiling it in his hand.

This snake seemed to be just an introduction. In the gap between its disappearance and reunion, another small snake appeared at the window, but with long fingers, it got in densely, and it turned blood red the moment it landed. It took the shape of a snake, but turned into a series of bloodstains winding on the ground, and soon gathered together to flood the floor.

The snakes that hadn’t come in on the window also turned into bloodstains, sticking to the window and pouring inward, the yin energy became heavier and heavier, the whole room didn’t look like something in the yang world anymore, it was even colder than the underworld, but I didn’t know it was gathered How many evil spirits.

It turned out that it wasn't Fang Wei and the others who entered the domain, but Chongjiu himself, and he was the one trapped.

The blood seems to flow endlessly, no