The wind is blowing.

The scattered hair swayed in disorder in the air, and dense and sharp screams filled the room.

In the scene of tranquility and noise, Ji Li closed her eyes and counted the last time in her heart.

Gently click the handrail on the leather sofa one by one, tapping the unknown rhythm.

The huge coffin in the center of the living room, the thick and terrifying slapping sound indicates that there are still living people inside it.

And what are the people there going through...

Ji Li didn't have to open his eyes or ask, and he realized his mind in everything.

Eight or nine out of ten times have passed, and the deadline has come, and the male and female hostess has died in vain.

The ghost embryo breaks out of the jar and is cultivated with flesh and blood.

"Shop Manager! Something is wrong! What else is there in it?

Are you going to help me or kill me!!!”

Jiang Jiang is dead, which is only different from dying at the hands of a ghost child or a mature ghost embryo.

But Ji Li hoped that he could die at the hands of the ghost embryo, because this means that he had at least obtained a way to avoid murder.

Although, the cost is a little higher...

The wind in late autumn was very cold, and it brushed past his pale face and blew up his long black hair, which was a hint of chill.

Ji Li opened his eyes, his gray-black eyes looked at the deep night, and his lips slightly opened:

"After all, it's just a boring trick..."

When Jiang Jiang's last shout before his death ended, the "trick" also ended.

Ji Li no longer needed to see the ending in the coffin. He stood up with a plain expression and walked slowly towards the center of the living room.

This time, he personally put blue and white porcelain jars into the bronze ancient coffin filled with corpses.

A corpse gushing blood was raised from it, thrown it on the ground casually, and left silently.

The original owner of this villa, which had been contaminated by a pool of blood, had long been gone.

There was only one inexplicable male corpse with a broken head, which was discarded on the floor a few meters away from the door.

On the dark and cool night, a man with long hair and waist left sadly to the place where the incident happened.

The police car passing by roared past, and the red and blue lights shone on his face, making the figure look a little illusory.

The man stopped slowly, lowered his head and lit a cigarette, and looked up at the moon helplessly.

In his back, he only got eight words for three lives:

"Ignore sinful things and kill people."

...

"Pingxin Road..."

Fan Ru held the address in her hand, and then the moonlight passed through a well-connected bungalow area.

Every time she passed by a door, she kept looking up and comparing whether it was the "No. 122 Pingxin Road" they were going to find.

But they had been at Pingxin Road for ten minutes, but they could not find where No. 122 was.

Pingxin Road in Dongcheng District is a city-wide village. Most of the houses are built in their own houses. Not only are the alleys crowded, but the door numbers are also chaotic.

Even if you walk into an alley, there will be seventeen or eighteen households, and there will be no house numbers in some places.

Over time, Fan Ru became a little impatient. She discouraged and left the address in her hand and said to Zhan Xun in front:

"I said Brother Zhan, I have to find out when it will be? This place is too messy."

The group of four people, none of them had a backbone, only Zhan Xun was calm, so he naturally followed his command.

At this time, Zhan Xun's mentality did not change much, but he was still moving forward and replied in a deep voice:

"We can only look for it like this. We are not familiar with the road conditions, and the Ge Hong family is not unlikely to have supernatural events and must not be dispersed."

Fan Ru also understood this truth, but after a long period of hard work, she got nothing, and her heart became impatient.

She sighed helplessly, and she glanced at the back, and the anger in her chest didn't even hit her.

Ma Huaiyu supported Su Qiner, who was in a depressed state, and walked at the end of the team, and had already opened a distance.

It seems that only Zhan Xun and Fan Ru are both troublesome in searching, but they are at ease leaving.

Fan Ru glared at them, followed Zhan Xun's pace and turned into an unknown alley.

"Miss Su, we have to hurry up, don't fall behind."

Seeing that the two people in front had disappeared, Ma Huaiyu immediately became nervous and grabbed Su Qiner's cold palm and rushed forward.

Su Qiner seemed uneasy when she learned that Jiang Jiang was taken away by Ji Li. She leaned weakly in Ma Huaiyu's arms and said:

"What are Jiang Jiang and Store Manager Ji and others doing? Could that ghost have taken action?"

At around three o'clock in the evening, walking in the complicated dark alley, Ma Huaiyu didn't even dare to listen to the word ghost, and quickly interrupted:

"Don't think about it! The store manager must have his own plan..."

It was fine if Su Qin'er didn't turn it off. She mentioned the ghost, mentioned Ji Li, and took away Jiang Jiang's strange behavior, forcing him to start thinking about it.

Now I am in a mission, especially in such a complex place today.

Ji Li is not here, Yu Guo is not here, all four of them are newcomers, if the ghost really comes...

Ma Huaiyu didn't dare to think about it. He shivered and forced himself to speed up, and quickly caught up with the two people in front.

And at this moment, he suddenly felt that he couldn't use his strength under his feet, as if something was grabbing his trouser legs.

The thing was very strong and almost pulled him away.

Ma Huaiyu's body completely froze, and his hair suddenly stood up and slowly turned his head stiffly.

A short figure wrapped in darkness was right at his feet, with pale hands clutching his trouser legs.

It seemed like a child, at most three or four years old, and it appeared too suddenly and too weird.

Ma Huaiyu's mind was filled with buzzing roars, and the blackness in front of him almost fell.

At the moment when nothing was clear, he heard a sharp sound:

"Uncle, have you seen my mom?"

This sentence finally caught his soul back, and Ma Huaiyu's facial features were twisted and he cursed:

"I'll go to you!"

He raised his feet and kicked the short figure, grabbed Su Qin'er, who was still unaware of it, and fled wildly.

"Mr. Ma, what's wrong with you?"

Su Qin'er seemed to have not heard what the child said, but for some reason, Ma Huaiyu seemed to have a mental breakdown in an instant.

Ma Huaiyu was just concerned about running forward, and he didn't remember that he was still holding someone.

He suddenly pushed Su Qin'er to the ground and broke free from the constraints.

He ran forward regardless of his carelessness, but even he himself didn't know where he was going.

In a hurry, a black shadow suddenly flashed in the corner, and he couldn't dodge and bumped into it.

The black shadow's body was like a wall. Ma Huaiyu fell to the ground with his back, his nostrils bleeding, and he was wailing in pain.

When he saw the black shadow, he stretched out his big hands and grabbed him, and crawled back with his limbs in panic.

It was not until a familiar voice came that Ma Huaiyu finally realized that the black shadow in front of him was Zhan Xun.
Chapter completed!