"Aunt Qian, are you finally willing to take the task?"

Li Mubai picked up his cell phone, rubbed his tired eyes, and immediately spoke with great energy.

After he came back, his eyes never left the ghost-catching notes. The things recorded on it were carefully and in detail, especially the talismans and spells he had to practice, so his spirit was also consumed so much that he showed fatigue.

"Why, don't you want to make money?"

Aunt Qian chuckled and spoke.

"How could it be? My bones have been loose these days, and it's just right to try the results of my cultivation, tell me."

Li Mubai smiled slightly, stood up, and walked to the balcony.

"This is a task of exorcism. Because it is in the university town, it is more convenient for you to go there. A teacher's house is haunted and he specially entrusted our company to come forward. This teacher is...this is it, do you understand."

Aunt Qian talked for more than ten minutes before she stopped.

Li Mubai held the straight in his hand and kept recording.

"Well, that's OK, Aunt Qian, have you seen Bai Han and the others recently?"

After putting away the paper and pen, he was stunned and asked.

"He went to Yuandao Sect and would not come back in a short time."

Aunt Qian hesitated for a while and spoke.

"Oh, that's fine, I'll prepare first."

Li Mubai nodded when he heard this, and then hung up the phone.

He had a bad premonition in his heart. Bai Han had been away for too long this time and had not been to the dormitory once, which made him a little worried. After all, Bai Han was not an ordinary person, but a vampire baby.

No! Yuan Dao Sect is not a major Taoist sect in the magic world, Bai Han is a vampire baby, isn’t he seeking death when he goes?

When he thought of this, he became confused. Although Bai Han looked very ruthless, his mind was similar to a child. If he wanted to plot against others, he would definitely not be what he was good at. By the way, Han Ruchu also said that he would go back to Yuan Dao Sect, and their relationship was very good. Since they were together, Bai Han and Yuan Dao Sect must have a considerable relationship, but compared to Su Ming and the others, Su Ming wanted to reassure him.

"I've received the task again? Is it difficult to complete this task?"

Lu Fei put down the comic book, jumped off the bed, walked to Li Mubai, whose face was a little gloomy and asked.

"No, I can do it alone, I'm just thinking about Su Ming and the others. They have been away for more than a month and don't know what's going on."

Li Mubai forced a smile and said.

At some point, after these few months, his friends who were working side by side with him had begun to integrate into his life. If he lacked one, he would feel very uncomfortable.

For example, Su Ming was always worried that he would drag Li Mubai and the others down, so that he would chase after who Sheng to practice, and Sheng wanted to break through his own seal.

"Don't worry, that boy Su Ming is very smart and can't make any mistakes. Who can compare with Bai Han's strength?"

Lu Fei patted his shoulder and comforted him.

"Yeah, too."

Li Mubai nodded. Bai Han's strength is indeed very strong. It can be seen from the fact that he set up a barrier that could cover the entire school. However, there is another person who can be completely comparable to Bai Han, that is Mo Li. Mo Li said that his body and soul had returned to his position, and it was not completely consistent, and most of his strength was limited.

The sky is still gray, dull, making people breathless.

"When will you leave?"

Lu Fei began to pack up his things and asked.

"Go and check the situation first in the afternoon. Are the things ready?"

Li Mubai looked at the busy Lu Fei and asked with a chuckling.

"Are almost ready, will I go with you or?"

Lu Fei handed Li Mubai the bag, which was full of tactiles, slowing down various tactiles, including the ghost killing tactile, the corpse-suppressing tactile, and the vine tactile. He originally wanted to make the Five Thunder Talisman, but now he can't master it. If he wants to use tactile thunder, he is afraid that it will condense the golden elixir.

Li Mubai suddenly remembered Bai Wuchang in the big crack. He did not use the thunder at all, but directly drew it with his hands. If he reached the thunder draw thunder, it would be at least the late stage of the Golden Pill to achieve it. However, for such a powerful thunder talisman, it is probably not possible to attack this kind of thunder talisman. Moreover, Bai Wuchang can still grasp the thunder talisman with his hands. How strong is it? I am afraid that even if he uses Qingyan in the soul-suming lamp now, he will not be able to do anything to him.

When I went out to the teacher's house, it was already past three o'clock in the afternoon. Lu Fei was originally going to go, but Li Mubai insisted on walking alone because he wanted to grow up himself.

Lu Fei stood at the gate of the dormitory in a depressed mood, looking at Li Mubai who was gradually leaving, and sighed in a low voice.

This teacher is the teacher at the school next door, named Versace. He is a young teacher who graduated from university. He was a freshman at S University. Some time ago, he rented a house in an apartment near the school, but he paid another year's rent and wanted to check out, but the landlord's wife refused.

After arriving at the apartment behind S University, Li Mubai called Versace. There was a magnetic young voice on the other end of the phone. Hearing Li Mubai's introduction, the voice was very excited. In less than a few minutes, Li Mubai saw a young man running down an apartment. The young man looked around and even walked to Li Mubai.

Because there are many students renting houses in the apartment behind this school, and there are also many local residents. It is close to four o'clock now, and there are still quite a lot of people.

Li Mubai was helpless. This young man looked about the same age as himself, but he looked thin, with a pointed chin, a pair of broken hair that was as close as his ears, and a pair of black-framed glasses were mounted on the bridge of his nose. Because he was wearing it casually, he looked like a senior student. If Li Mubai hadn't felt that his body emitted some unusual aura, he would definitely not think he was a teacher.

Versace looked at it for a long time and then planned to take out the phone, Li Mubai took the initiative to walk over and said:

"This is Mr. Versace from S University. I am Li Mubai from the Monster Hunt Company and a freshman from X University."

"You... are you the one sent by the demon hunting company?"

Versace opened his mouth wide and looked at such an incredible look at Li Mubai, who was still a student from the next school. He began to look at Li Mubai carefully. After all, he spent a lot of money to ask for the exorcist, although the landlord paid most of it.

"Yes, it's me. Doesn't Teacher Fan believe me?"

Li Mubai touched the black cat lying on his shoulder and chuckled.

Yin Si is much bigger than before. The black fur on his body is shiny and his eyes are bright, and he looks straight at Versace.

"Aren't those who exorcist ghosts all old men in Taoist robes? I really have some doubts when I saw such a young man for the first time. But in this era, there are all kinds of strange things. Come with me."

Versace glanced at the black cat on his shoulder, and instinctively stepped back, smiled bitterly, and took him to the apartment.

"Teacher Fan should tell me what happened."

When he walked to the gate of the apartment, Li Mubai stopped and spoke with a smile.

He took out his pocket, took out a box of Furong Kings, took out one and handed it to Li Mubai, then took out a lighter and lit it, took a hard breath before he began to speak slowly:

"Actually, I have moved here recently. I used to live in the dormitory in the school, but the conditions were not good. Now winter is coming and it's very cold, so I decided to move outside. What I was a little unexpected was that something happened just after moving in and slept for one night. At night, I felt someone pressing on me and I couldn't breathe, especially my chest and neck."

After saying that, he held a cigarette in his mouth, untied his clothes, revealing the wheat-colored skin inside. There were two black marks on both sides of his chest, all of which were big and the color in the middle was heavier. Then he slowly faded around. The black mark on his neck could barely tell that it was a handprint.

"Does it hurt?"

Li Mubai reached out and poked, and asked.

"No, I just feel a little cold, and my chest is very stuffy at night and my breathing is not smooth."

Versace shrank, then pulled up his clothes and spoke.

"Has anyone died in the room?"

Li Mubai asked again.

"The landlord didn't tell me before, but when I said I wanted to sue her, she honestly told me, but she didn't say it in detail, so she had to ask her."

The cigarettes in Versace's mouth were burning out, and he didn't even realize it.

Li Mubai had to ask him about the landlord. After all, he had to figure out the key to the incident before he could make a conclusion.

The landlord is an aunt in her forties. She is dressed very fashionable, with a melon-shaped face and a layer of powder on her face. When she learned that Li Mubai was sent by a demon hunting company, she was willing to give in:

"Little handsome guy, this time you really helped me clean the place, otherwise I wouldn't be able to do this business. Fortunately, I didn't kill anyone, otherwise how would I live, as a widow?"

"I'm only responsible for collecting ghosts..."

Li Mubai interrupted her and said coldly, because the landlord kept complaining, as if he wanted to lower the price. Li Mubai was not Aunt Qian, so he had to talk to Aunt Qian about such things.

"Well, the room where Mr. Fan lived a few years ago was actually dead. And she was a female college student at school. She was still in love and seemed to have been heartbroken. Then she couldn't stand the blow and committed suicide by cutting her wrist in this room. She didn't have any tools at that time, so she directly broke the dressing mirror in the room. She was cut by the mirror and was covered in bruises. The body was lying in the entire mirror. As long as a boy moved in, she would encounter this situation."

The landlord sighed and spoke with a dodge of his eyes.

"What? You know that the room is haunted, but you still ask me to rent it!"

Versace spoke in anger, clenching his fists tightly with both hands.

"Don't be angry, because after her death, there were female college students who came in and lived there. Nothing happened, only boys would..."

The landlord turned his head away, and the voices were too small.

"Do you know the name of the deceased?"

Li Mubai sneered and asked, "In the past few people can do anything in order to make money, and this is not surprising."

"Well, I think about it, that girl seems to be named Zhao Yuner."

The landlord grabbed his head, thought for a while, and then answered.

[Thank you Nana 04 for the 888 reading coin red envelope, and this Zhao Yuner, do you still have an impression of it? Hehe.]
Chapter completed!