Start Biyou Village: Start with one person and add some horizontal training

So his daily content is to eat, sleep, and practice.

By the way, sparring.

Mainly to train with Feng Shayan.

Among them, eating and sleeping take up a total of three hours.

The remaining [-] hours are all used for cultivation.

There is one hour left for Feng Shayan.

It's not that he doesn't want to give more.

Instead, after many times of sparring, Feng Shayan learned a lesson and offered to shorten the time.

The reason is that every time she practiced with each other before, she had only one ending—a coma!coma!Still in a coma!

She even rejoiced that, thanks to the fact that this kid is a gentleman, otherwise she would have been given all the money.

After half a month of hard training, Han Jue's martial arts mastered by leaps and bounds.

The Vajra Immortal Art successfully broke through to the third stage.

Qishangquan broke through to the fourth stage.

The distance between Yijin Washing Marrow and Golden Bell Shade is not far from the breakthrough.

Only Tie Bushan really didn't care about cultivation, so he put it on hold for the time being.

Of course, his mission has not been forgotten either.

During this period of time, Han Jue tried to get information about the two traitors from the ordinary cadres of the Tianxiahui through eavesdropping and some insinuating methods.

It's a pity that these people obviously don't know anything about it.

After thinking about it, he could only attack Feng Shayan.

this day.

Han Jue was practicing muscle-yielding and marrow-washing in his room when Feng Shayan pushed the door open.

Looking at Han Jue who was sitting cross-legged on the ground in boxer shorts, Feng Shayan was expressionless.

Han Jue: "Is Ning polite? You don't even knock on the door... This is my bedroom!"

Feng Shayan: "You can also go to my bedroom without knocking on the door, I don't mind... as long as you dare..."

Han Jue: "..."

Forget it, I'm more interested in your child's bedroom.

"looking for me?"

Han Jue got up and took the bath towel to wipe his body.

Feng Shayan glanced at her, her pretty face began to heat up.

so good~

"I have a mission. I'm leaving for Jinxi tomorrow. My father has a very important client asking for help. Recently, some very strange things have happened at his home. He has called the police several times but has no clue, so I found my father. I hope we can help one time."

"Strange thing?" Han Jue quickly put on his clothes.

"Well, it is said that in the villa where their family is located, ghost cries can be heard every night... Some of the pets kept in the family died one after another... The specifics can only be discussed when we arrive at the scene."

Jinxi... is the ghost crying at the grave?

Some scenes flashed slowly in Han Jue's mind.

Chapter 19

Noon the next day.

Jinxi, North Iron Triangle Airport.

A fat middle-aged man who was close to 50 years old held the hands of Feng Shayan, Han Jue, Chen Guo, and Feng Yaya in turn, "Then I will thank you all. If I really can't think of a way, I wouldn't dare to bother President Feng. Let's go." , came from a long way, let’s clean up the dust for you first!”

The man was frowning, his brows were filled with exhaustion, he managed to squeeze out a smile and said.

"No need, Uncle Chen. It's still early, why don't you take us to the scene first to see if we can find some useful clues. Let's wait until the evening to catch the wind or something." Feng Shayan only wanted to complete the task.

Han Jue nodded in agreement, "That's right, it's important to do business."

"Yeah, we're here to do business."

Little Lolita Feng Yaya squatted on his tower-like shoulders, smiling all over her face.

Han Jue: "..."

This loli is very delicate, she should cry for a long time with one punch.

Listening to her da da da, I can't hold back my unicorn arms to some extent!

Chen Guo followed her usual style, closed her eyes and remained silent.

Looking at this strange combination, Chen Dali couldn't help feeling a little worried.

"Hey, are the few that President Feng arranged for me reliable? They are too young, and the three girls, although two of them are the daughters of President Feng, should be very capable, but the girls are after all. Girl. This guy seems to be reliable."

"Okay, listen to you, let's get in the car and go home."

Chen Dali led the four of them into his luxury car.

The driver kicked the accelerator and rushed out of the parking lot, leaving in the dust.

………………

after an hour.

Chen's villa.

A well-trained security guard accompanied Han Jue and Feng Shayan to check around the villa, searching for clues.

"The general situation is like this. Every night after twelve o'clock, there will be bursts of crying and howling in the villa. As long as someone comes out to search, the crying will disappear, and it will reappear when no one is there. It will last about an hour. Every time the ghost cries appear the next day, one of the cats and dogs raised by the boss will die unexpectedly without any scars on the body, which is very weird."

Han Jue and Feng Shayan looked at each other, and said inexplicably, "Since it's so scary, why do you dare to stay?"

The security guard in his early thirties scratched his head and said with a sneer, "Why else? Mr. Chen gave you a lot of money."

Money can turn the devil around.

There are too many people in this world who are not afraid of death, but are only afraid of being poor.

His answer is also in line with common sense.

"Did the monitoring of the villa not record anything abnormal?"

Feng Shayan, who manages the affairs of the Tianxiahui all the year round, continued to ask questions in a conventional way.

In today's society, the importance of monitoring is self-evident.

Surveillance holds the key to unraveling the mystery of events that many were too late to observe or record.

The security guard shook his head, "As early as half a month ago, the police repeatedly watched all the surveillance these days, and it is said that they found nothing."

"That's it, we understand. You are busy first, if you have other questions, we will contact you." Feng Shayan stopped in her tracks.

Anbao resigned with interest.

The four stood on the lawn, discussing countermeasures.

"What do you think?" Feng Shayan looked at Han Jue.

Han Jue thought of the most famous school of aliens in western Jin, the soul master.

There are no ghosts in the world.

With aliens who can manipulate the souls of the dead, there will naturally be ghosts.

The Feng family's Ju Ling dispatcher and Jinxi's spiritual master can easily cause the strange phenomenon of the Chen family by controlling ghosts.

"One watch for people and two watch for fire, three watch for ghosts and four watch for thieves, and five watch for chickens..." Han Jue said slowly, "After twelve o'clock, it is the time of the third watch. According to ancient sayings, it is the time for ghosts to come out and move around. .”

"What do you mean, is there a ghost here?" Feng Shayan asked back.

"I guess someone is pretending to be a ghost, but I don't know exactly how." Han Jue shrugged and smiled, "You can find out by ambush at night. Chen Guo's perception ability is not an expert in this area, and it depends on you tonight..."

Han Jue raised his eyebrows and looked at Chen Guo.

"Well……"

With her face covered under the peaked cap, Chen Guo shook her head to show that there was nothing wrong.

"What about me, what about me?"

Feng Yaya was still squatting on Han Jue's shoulder, Bangbang patted the back of Han Jue's head, her little face was filled with excitement, "My dolls work very efficiently, let me also ambush."

"OK……"

Han Jue squinted his eyes and smiled, his footsteps stopped, and his eyes fell on an inconspicuous spot on the grass in front of him.

"what?"

He stepped over, put Feng Yaya on the ground, and knelt down to observe carefully.

In the green lawn, there is a small black spot half the size of a palm.

"What's wrong?" Feng Shayan followed, full of suspicion.

Han Jue plucked a withered yellow grass root from the edge of the black spot and held it in front of him.

A faint corpse odor poured into the nostrils.

"Corpse poison..."

He threw away the grass roots with a gloomy face, and raised his foot to destroy the black spots caused by the corrosion of the corpse poison, so as not to cause secondary harm to the Chen family.

"Corpse poison?!" Feng Shayan's pretty face changed color, "It's really a strange person playing tricks. Could it be the Xiangxi exorcism lineage?"

The corpse exorcist faction can be regarded as the ancestor of corpse control in the entire alien world.

As long as you mention the alien genre related to corpses, the first one must be the corpse exorcising faction.

The corpse chasers have grown up with corpses since they were young.

The corpses are their inseparable family members and partners.

Han never answered Feng Shayan's question.

Anyway, it's either the exorcist faction or the soul-caller faction.

It doesn't matter who comes, just fuck it!

The four returned to the villa and met Chen Dali.

"Uncle Chen, we have searched all around the villa, and we have some guesses. But we need to verify it at night." Feng Shayan sat on the sofa and said, "Uncle Chen, please explain to the family, starting tonight, eleven After the point, no one should come out for activities."

"Okay, okay!" Chen Dali beamed with joy, "As long as you can find out the truth, feel free to ask what you want."

Unexpectedly, these young people found clues that made the police helpless in less than two hours.

It seems that they really underestimated them before.

"It's good to keep quiet in the villa." Chen Guo rarely added.

Her perception ability is more effective in the quieter the environment.

"No problem." Chen Dali readily agreed.

At Chen Dali's kind invitation, the group of people participated in the so-called reception dinner.

………………

Night falls.

Han Jue, Feng Shayan, Chen Guo, and Feng Yaya's two black-and-white hot sheep are respectively lurking around the villa.

form an encircling circle.

Considering that Feng Yaya is young, weak in strength, and inexperienced in fighting the enemy, she follows Han Jue.

The three of them maintained communication through WeChat on their mobile phones.

Time slowly came to midnight.

Around twelve o'clock.