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With a tense expression on his face, the young man reminded: "Mr. Wei, Miss Wu only spoke for three minutes."

Mr. Wei nodded repeatedly and urged people to push the wheelchair to get closer to the two ghosts.

One person and two ghosts hugged each other and cried.

I looked at Wu Ling.

Her eyes were still white, her body was in the shape of a golden rooster, and she held the knife in her hand.

Her lips were moving, as if she was counting something silently.

Three minutes flew by in the blink of an eye.

Wu Ling's feet landed and he stood firmly. He shouted something, suddenly raised the knife in his hand and slashed twice.

The pig's head and the sheep's head were split into two, and something flew out of their heavenly spirit caps.

The two souls were pulled, flying high into the air together with the two masses, and disappeared on the ceiling.

Mr. Wei burst into tears and fainted.

As for Wu Ling, he knelt down on the ground completely exhausted. His eyes that returned to normal just blinked and closed.

As soon as she fainted, the dream state I was in began to fluctuate violently again.

In a daze, I saw Mr. Wei leaving a will when he was dying, thanking Wu Ling, and saw the old man of the Wu family taking Wu Ling in and out of other mansions.

Wu Ling kept casting spells and continued working.

Her face became paler and her eyes became darker.

I realized that this dream was coming to an end soon, and the next step should be...

Ye Qing!

The dream seemed to have put on a sudden brake. Although the body shape was a little different, the mosaic face still made me recognize the other person's identity immediately.

Especially when the other person turned his head slightly, I felt eyes falling on me.

Sure enough, Ye Qing could see me.

Why didn't Wu Ling see it?

I couldn't help but look at Wu Ling beside me.

Wu Ling just looked at Ye Qing politely, nodded to him, stretched out his hand politely, and introduced himself: "Hello, my name is Wu Ling."

Ye Qing's head turned slightly again, and he probably looked at Wu Ling again. He also extended his hand, "My name is Ye Qing. I didn't expect that the Wu family in Qingzhou would produce talents again after a hundred years."

Ye Qing seemed to be chatting, but his words were full of sarcasm.

Wu Ling had no reaction, and the old man from the Wu family who was traveling with him frowned dissatisfied.

The two of them seemed to be invited at the same time to solve a supernatural incident.

The holiday villa where the dream is now is filled with gloom. The surrounding lakes and mountains seemed to be covered with a gray veil.

The person who led the way for the two of them was a middle-aged man with an uneasy look on his face. He introduced himself as the supervisor here.

He led the two of them into the lobby of the villa. There were already many people sitting inside, many of whom were dressed strangely.

I looked a little distracted, and for a moment I felt like I had entered a different space, or ran into the set of a TV series.

It's okay for monks and Taoist priests, but some people are really dressed in strange clothes and have no idea what's going on. The most conspicuous one, from the bare head to the exposed arms, is a row of densely packed holes with rings and nails, which looks extremely weird.

When Wu Ling and Ye Qing arrived, some people turned their attention to them, while others were indifferent.

I paid attention, and except for Ye Qing before, none of the weirdos here paid attention to me. Maybe he didn't notice, or maybe he ignored me just like he ignored Ye Qing and Wu Ling. I'm not so sure about this.

The old man from the Wu family tried his best to appear respectable, but there were already two elders in this group of people, and each of them had a more noble demeanor than the old man from the Wu family.

When Ye Qing and Wu Ling met, they even said hello, but the group of people here ignored Wu Ling.

The man with holes all over his body stood up. He was at least two meters tall and felt very oppressive.

He walked up to Ye Qing, looked down at Ye Qing, and asked angrily: "Are you the evil star? Didn't you say that you are doing things for the government? Are you running out to make extra money?"

His many-ringed face was full of sarcasm.

Ye Qing raised his head and said calmly: "I was assigned by the government to come here this time. This is a national tourist attraction. It has already killed three people and caused a mass epidemic, so the government sent me to deal with it. If Ning Guowei If you can't solve it as soon as possible, or you can't solve it as soon as possible, I will clean up this place."

"Clean up?" The big man laughed twice, "Can you drive a bulldozer? Or can you blast? Will the construction team follow you?"

He pretended to look into the distance and laughed again.

No one else laughed.

Those who had previously pretended not to know that Ye Qing and the others had come in raised their heads and frowned at Ye Qing.

"Where is Ning Guowei now?" Ye Qing ignored that person and turned to look at the supervisor.

The supervisor trembled and said, "Mr. Ning is waiting for you. I'll go and ask for Mr. Ning right now."

The big guy had a ferocious expression.

Wu Ling said politely: "Then I'll trouble you."

"Where, where..." The supervisor was so frightened that he almost ran away.

Ye Qing found an empty seat and sat down, closing his eyes to relax.

Wu Ling walked around the living room and observed the surrounding environment.

The big man seemed to want to say something, when he heard one of the two old men among the people cough.

The room suddenly became quiet.

The big guy's eyes flickered, he snorted and returned to his seat.

I looked around curiously, observing everyone.

To be honest, I can't see the depth of these people. They are not ghosts, they still have evil energy and malice emanating from them. Just looking at the clothes, there is a fat man wearing a vest and underpants with a big gold chain hanging around his neck. Such a look has nothing to do with being an expert. But seeing the fat man taking up half of the sofa, no one protested, so he must have some skills.

The old man who was coughing just now was holding a very thick black crutch in both hands, which seemed to be made of a thick branch. He also looked unrecognizable, similar to the over-made-up corpse in the funeral parlor, but he was more fatter than the fat man. Overbearing, a person is sitting in the middle of another sofa. There can be at least four more people sitting on both sides, but no one is sitting side by side with him.

The other old man is an old lady, dressed like an old woman in the countryside. She is sitting on a single sofa with her legs crossed and her muscles look good. In his hand he held a long string of one hundred and eight Buddhist beads. After looking carefully, I was shocked. Those were not beads, but pieces of amber, and each one had a strange-shaped insect trapped inside.

I suddenly felt that the supernatural events I had experienced were probably nothing compared to the scene in front of me.

On second thought, I felt that my thinking was wrong. What I encountered may be a big event, so these people are avoiding it. Just like Xuan Qing, they don't know where to hide, and let a stupid young person like me who doesn't know the seriousness of the problem go on a rampage.

So, what happened this time?

The dream is played here at normal speed because this is the first encounter between Wu Ling and Ye Qing?

I remembered the business and turned to look at Wu Ling and Ye Qing.

There was no communication between the two. Wu Ling did not carefully inspect the situation of the villa, but just took a cursory look and returned to the old man from the Wu family.

The old man of the Wu family did not find a place to sit down, but stood awkwardly in the corner.

After Wu Ling came back, he quickly winked at Wu Ling.

Wu Ling shook his head gently.

The old man of the Wu family suddenly became disappointed.

The big guy from before seemed to pay attention to the situation here and sneered, making the old man of the Wu family blush, while Wu Ling remained calm and composed.

The sound of footsteps came from outside. Not long after, a successful man in his forties or fifties walked into the hall. The supervisor just now was beside him, introducing him to the people in the hall.

Update 27.