The villain boss is poisonous

Feng Jin found out that the ghost in his house had been haunting these few days, and he didn't know what it was doing.

What is Shi Sheng doing?

She was looking for a way to cancel the ghost contract, or reverse the ghost contract.

Of course, the facts proved that it was her wishful thinking, so far, she has not found any feasible solution.

The only way is to cancel the ghost contract.

When Feng Jin came out of the room, he saw Shi Sheng floating around in the living room. He was dressed in white, and it was night again. If he had been a different person, he would have peed his pants in fright.

When Shi Sheng saw Feng Jin coming out, he immediately floated over, "Burn some clothes for me, wearing this all day, it's so ugly."

Feng Jin: "..." She really doesn't regard herself as an outsider.

Well, the ghost!

"At any rate, I also mean that your front face is wrong. How can you dress so ugly and go out and lose your people..." Shi Sheng balabala talked endlessly, and Feng Jin had the urge to sew her mouth shut with a needle.

Wouldn't it be nice to just be a Piao quietly?

When Shi Sheng saw that Feng Jin was silent, with a gloomy expression on his face, he desperately reached out to touch him.

Still the same recipe, same taste.

Shi Sheng held his fingers and floated out of the window.

I'm so mad at my baby.

Clothes are not allowed to be worn, meat is not allowed to be eaten, and people are not allowed to be touched. This baby is going to run away from home!

Feng Jin watched her figure disappear into the night, her temples twitched a few times, and she walked towards the entrance.

Going downstairs, Feng Jin saw Shi Sheng standing with a Hong Ying from a long distance, before he could see clearly, the iron sword suddenly appeared in her hand, and slashed at the opposite Hong Ying.

The speed was so fast that Hong Ying didn't even have a chance to resist, and was instantly wiped out.

Feng Jin felt that she had really underestimated her own ghost before. Although the ghost just now was not a real ghost, it stepped into the ranks of ghosts, and she just killed him...

Grab the exorcist's job!

but……

Feng Jin narrowed his eyes, how could there be a ghost here?

Shi Sheng put the iron sword on the ground with a gloomy expression.

Damn, you wear red and want to eat me, why don't you go to heaven!

As soon as she turned around, she saw Feng Jin standing under the street lamp, looking at her with a vague expression, the dim light stretched his figure to a delightful length.

Seeing her turn around, he raised his foot and walked over, "Follow me."

"Where are you going?" Why are you running around outside at night?

Feng Jin gave her a sideways look, but said nothing.

Shi Sheng curled his lips and dragged the iron sword to the garage.

Feng Jin sighed heavily, that sword will cause trouble sooner or later.

When getting into the car, Sheng played with her iron sword, Feng Jin was in charge of driving, and glanced at her from time to time.

There was a very weird piece of music in the carriage, but it was very comfortable to listen to, so Shi Sheng didn't care about it.

"Does your sword have a name?" Feng Jin broke the silence.

He even wanted to ask, where did she get this sword.

Not to mention cutting iron like mud, cutting ghosts is so awesome.

Shi Sheng tilted his head, with a malicious smile on his face, "Have you ever heard of a legend?"

Feng Jin was silent.

There are so many legends, how does he know which one?

Shi Sheng didn't wait for him to answer, and said in a soft voice, "There used to be an emperor who wanted a magic weapon to rule the world. So a man offered a sword and told the emperor to use his soul as a sacrifice. , you can cast a soul sword, the soul sword that belongs to him, no one can take it away, and it can help him dominate the world."

Shi Sheng stopped, moved closer to Feng Jin, and said with a nasty smile: "Do you think that emperor offered sacrifices?"

"No." Feng Jin's thin lips moved lightly, and spit out two words.

Shi Sheng curled his lips and sat upright, "The sword offerer told him that instead of offering sacrifices of his own soul, he could use the souls of 99 babies as sacrifices, so the emperor sent someone to capture 99 babies and use them as sacrifices. He He used that sword to rule the world, but on the day he came to the throne, he died unexpectedly, and the sword disappeared. Later, someone saw that sword beheading demons and ghosts, so later generations called that sword—the Exorcism Sword.”

Feng Jin: "..." There is no such emperor as she mentioned in history, let alone an exorcism sword.

This ghost is talking nonsense.

"You don't believe it?" Shi Sheng looked at Feng Jin and smiled maliciously, "Actually, I don't believe it either. Those babies were forced to sacrifice, how could they have the ability to exorcise demons, they are taking revenge. So, you can Call this sword the Devil-eating Sword."

Feng Jin: "..."

#My raised ghost’s brain is not normal, how to break it, wait online, I’m in a hurry#

[…] The host's sword is always changing its name, it's just crazy.

……

Feng Jin's car parked in front of a villa in the wilderness.

It was a white villa, very conspicuous in the dark night, surrounded by trees, the night wind made the trees rustle, and the moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds at some point, looking at the villa at this moment, I just felt oozy. Very nice.

Shi Sheng opened the car window and looked outside, "Is there a ghost in here?"

"I don't know." Feng Jin pushed open the car door, glanced at Shi Sheng, Shi Sheng immediately floated over and got off from his side.

I don't know how to come here to make wool!

Standing outside, he could feel the eerie feeling of that villa even more, probably the threat from the same kind, Shi Sheng felt it more clearly, and his body trembled unconsciously.

"Let's catch ghosts?" Feng Jin doesn't seem like such a kind person, these days she knows how dark-hearted this guy is, he can just watch a person being killed by a ghost in front of him.

Although she also felt that there was nothing wrong with it, after all, they didn't beg him, and they didn't pay him for it.

But as an exorcist, isn't it an occupational disease to want to catch ghosts when you see them?

"It depends on the situation?"

What's the situation?

Feng Jin lifted his feet and walked towards the villa. The long gown he was still wearing was so dark that it almost blended into the night.

Shi Sheng looked at the sky melancholy, what's the matter?

There was someone waiting at the entrance of the villa. It was an elderly man, half of his body was hidden in the dark, only a wrinkled face and half of his body were exposed, which was indescribably weird.

"Mr. Feng?" The old man's voice was hoarse, a little harsh, full of suspicion, as if he couldn't believe that the person who came was such a young exorcist.

Feng Jin nodded slightly, but did not answer the old man.

The old man didn't say anything, but just looked behind him and saw the iron sword floating in the air, his cloudy eyes lit up, and his attitude became a little more respectful, "Mr. Feng, please come inside."

To be able to make the sword float out of thin air, is this young exorcist quite capable?

His husband was saved.

Feng Jin probably knew what the old man was thinking, so he didn't expose it.

He couldn't say that there was a ghost holding a sword beside him, could he?

Intangible helped Feng Jin pretend to be a cowardly Shi Sheng: "..."

These people can't see her, bad review!

Shi Sheng flew around with the iron sword, it seemed that the iron sword was out of control, and the old man followed behind in fear.

Why do you suddenly feel unreliable again?

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New week, let me ask for a ticket

So early, Ni Meng's ticket is still there, right? Come on, give it to me!