Qin Fei stayed in the villa for about a week.

Although Yang Guoming and his wife and Yang Ruoxi have encountered some dangers these days, nothing major happened in the end.

However, the second jade pendant also turned dark yellow, declaring that it had lost its effect.

In the evening, Qin Fei walked into the vegetable market as usual. He prepared to buy some vegetables and prepare supper in advance for them to come back.

However, the vegetable market is very lively today, like a festival.

An old woman called Qin Fei: "Yifei, buy a bag of new rice and go back. Today is the Zhongyuan Festival, and our ancestors will have a bite of new rice!"

"Haha, OK!"

Qin Fei smiled and bought a bag of new rice. He also knew that in July 30, there was a custom of using new rice to worship ancestors.

After returning home, the meal was ready and the whole family came back one after another.

After sitting on the dining table, Li Meifang brought out the rice cooker and turned it on, she said suspiciously: "Why is this freshly cooked rice not hot?"

"No hot air?" Yang Guoming also took a look. The rice cooker, a pot of fragrant rice, seemed to have been stored for a long time, without any hot feeling.

"How could this happen?" Qin Fei frowned.

He picked up a little rice with chopsticks, tasted it, and spit it out, saying in a deep voice: "Don't eat it, there's something wrong with this rice."

"What's the problem? Isn't it just that there's no heat? When I was a child, I often had cold meals in the middle of winter." Yang Guoming laughed and said distractedly.

"Yes, let's have a meal, I'm hungry, too." Yang Ruoxi didn't care about it.

Perhaps, it is normal that the rice cooker is powered off after the rice is ready and there is no heat.

"If you want to eat, cook a pot again. Everyone should eat the food first!" Qin Fei walked into the kitchen with the rice cooker. After pouring the rice, he made a few cups of rice into it, added water and started to cook.

However, Qin Fei did not walk far away, but leaned against the kitchen door.

Yang Ruoxi and the others didn't know what Qin Fei wanted to do, but they were really hungry and stuttered first.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, the water in the rice cooker turned on and hot air came out of the rice cooker.

Just as Qin Fei breathed a sigh of relief, the originally lingering heat seemed to have been taken in by someone, and half of it suddenly dissipated.

Qin Fei snorted and said in a low voice: "It's almost done, just eat it and leave quickly."

The three people in the hall also heard Qin Fei's voice and felt a chill all over. The hair on their backs stood up. They asked nervously: "Who are you talking to?"

"No, I'm calling." Qin Fei stared at the black shadow in the corner of the kitchen and made an excuse to prevent his family from being scared.

During the Zhongyuan Festival, the custom of using new rice to worship ancestors has been passed down for thousands of years.

Of course, it is impossible for our ancestors to actually eat for so long. However, it is okay to suck away the heat from the rice.

When the first rice cooker was in the rice cooker, Qin Fei knew that there was a ghost in the room.

Today is the Zhongyuan Festival, and the most yin energy of the year is the most powerful day, so it is normal for a lonely ghost to come in. Qin Fei himself had died once, so he was not repulsive to ghosts.

However, the black shadow in the corner of the wall greedily sucked the heat of the rice while hoarsely saying: "It's delicious, delicious, I haven't eaten for several years."

"By the way, you ask me to take another bite, I'll tell you a secret." The black shadow was also a little afraid of Qin Fei. He felt that this person had an inexplicable power, which seemed to make his soul scatter.

"Say!" Qin Fei said lightly.

"That's right, my kind are coming tonight, many, at least one hundred. You family are careful. If they occupy this house, they will become a ghost house and you can't live there any longer." The black shadow took the opportunity to take a few sips of the heat of the rice before leaving the window.

More than one hundred?

Qin Fei couldn't help but feel a sudden slap in his heart. No ordinary ghosts will harm people, and they will not be in groups. Unless they are driven away by spells, they will harm people.

However, the yin energy will be too strong tonight, and if a hundred ghosts really pop up at once, Qin Fei didn't know if he could do it.

Thinking of this, Qin Fei walked out of the kitchen and hurriedly said, "Everyone, clean up, don't live at home tonight."

"Why?"

"Is there an earthquake?"

"Why are you weird tonight?"

The whole family was very puzzled and felt that Qin Fei was too abnormal tonight.

Qin Fei smiled bitterly, but didn't explain anything, but said, "Just listen to me. When you go out to find a hotel, you must sit in the north and south. Hurry up, otherwise you will have trouble later!"

"Okay, okay, Xiaofei must have his reason." Yang Guoming nodded and went out to drive with his wife.

Yang Ruoxi glanced at Qin Fei and said, "Are you not leaving? Is there any danger?"

"No danger, I will deal with it." Qin Fei kissed Yang Ruoxi on the forehead: "As you, come back tomorrow morning!"

"Okay, be careful." Yang Ruoxi also guessed that it was probably someone who used the magic of evil spirit to harm her family. However, she knew nothing about metaphysics, so she had to drive away with her parents first and stay in the hotel for one night.

After seeing Yang Ruoxi and the others leave, Qin Fei also breathed a sigh of relief. He found a chair, came to the yard, lay on it, lit a cigarette and slowly started to suck it.

Time passed by little by little, and the pointer on the wall pointed to 12 o'clock.

Accompanied by the sound of the clock, the scenic trees around the villa swayed gently.

The fallen leaves on the ground also quietly cracked, as if they were stepped on.

Qin Fei slowly opened his eyes and several vague black shadows walked in from the door. However, when he passed by the burial of the house-stopping talisman, he was obviously very slow.

However, the house-storming talisman did not seem to cause harm to them.

It seems that the house-guarding talisman has been broken!

"This is not a place you can come." Qin Fei also knew that these ghosts were just being used by others, so he had no intention of hurting them.

The black shadows ignored Qin Fei at all, but slowly surrounded him.

A cold breath rushed towards me.

"retreat!"

When Qin Fei was doing the Peace Spell, he also made several Daming spells. With a trembling wrist, he turned into a ball of fire and flew out.

The black shadows screamed and retreated several meters one after another. However, they did not leave, as if they were waiting for something.

"Don't force me to kill myself!" Qin Fei stared at the black shadows and said coldly.

Those black shadows didn't say anything, and were still standing in the yard. If you didn't look carefully, you would think it was a reflection of the trees.

After a few minutes of stalemate, another gloomy breath came from the door of the villa. A phantom with a broken arm slowly walked in.

The skin on his body is green, and there are red eyes jumping, like something like a flame.

A ghost?

Qin Fei was stunned for a moment. This ghost must have been lying in the morgue for less than ten years during his lifetime, right?

And it has devoured many other ghosts, the weak, the sick and the disabled, so it is so powerful, right?

It seems that the person behind Sun Jia is really not simple, even such a demon can drive him.

However, after the broken arm phantom came in, he just stood on one side, his expression still seemed to have a hint of respect.

Accompanied by the sound of silver bells, a red shadow floated in, and the hair was very long, covering most of the cheeks. He was barefoot and a bell strung with a red rope around his ankles.

Every step you take, the bell will ring, with a faint sense of captivating power.

The red phantom tweaked his hair, revealing a pale, pale face.
Chapter completed!