Fast time travel: The sick and paranoid villains all spoil me

He looked in the direction Shang Yunzheng was looking at.

Seeing a gloomy alley between shops not far away, his legs began to tremble.

"Uncle..."

"Go in."

Shang Yunzheng was very ruthless.

Yun Qiyang looked like he was about to cry.

Pity it didn't work.

Shang Yunzheng didn't want his unlucky physique.

With him around, the chances of seeing evil spirits will increase.

This trick has been tried repeatedly, which is why Shang Yunzheng reluctantly let him stay by his side.

Seeing that the struggle was fruitless, Yun Qiyang decided to withdraw his original emotion!

This uncle can't take it anymore! !

But Gu Ruojiao originally wanted to release some thick fog to let them leave.

But as soon as he started, he was resolved by Shang Yunzheng.

Gu Ruojiao: "?"

She crossed her hips and looked up at the sky and the ground, as if wondering why it didn't work today.

Shang Yunzheng didn't take the initiative to say that he did this immoral thing, and urged Yun Qiyang with his eyes to stop talking and go in quickly.

Yun Qiyang could only take out the mahogany sword hanging on his chest with a sad face, while reciting the mantra silently, striding into the alley with a look of resignation to death.

Gu Ruojiao stood beside them, looking left and right.

After thinking about it, he still stuck to Shang Yunzheng's side.

As a clumsy earthbound spirit, it is very good at judging the situation.

Knowing that there are two people here, he is the most reliable.

*

The alley is very dark, and it feels okay when I stand outside.

But the first step you take, you can clearly feel the strong dead air around you, and the air even exudes a smell similar to death.

The smell is like a strange chemical smell, with a slightly sour smell.

Generally, after getting old, the old people who are not in good health can smell it.

If you don't clean it diligently, this smell can even spread far and stick to the clothes for a long time.

As soon as he entered the alley, Shang Yunzheng glanced at a closed iron gate a few steps away and frowned.

Seeing his expression, Yun Qiyang jumped to his side with a few steps, his voice trembling: "Uncle, is, is, is it inside?"

Gu Ruojiao was so timid that she couldn't help but roll her eyes.

Then he deliberately made a movement, which made Yun Qiyang jump up on the spot in fright, and wanted to jump on Shang Yunzheng in panic.

But in the end, survival is the most important thing, and when Shang Yunzheng was about to be hugged, his body bounced off automatically by conditioned reflex.

Gu Ruojiao opened her eyes wide in surprise and applauded: "That's amazing."

As if gloating, watching a movie is not a big deal.

Shang Yunzheng: "..."

He stroked his forehead, not knowing whether he was helpless or suppressing his anger.

The voice was extremely cold, as if squeezed out from between the teeth: "No."

"Then what are you looking at?" Yun Qiyang was still trembling.

"The old man inside has a few days to live, so call the neighborhood committee to come and pick him up." Shang Yunzheng patiently explained, lest this unlucky guy be scared away by the little ghost.

With such a strong dead air, there must be a big one around here.

If the old man in the house passed away, his soul would be swallowed immediately.

Yun Qiyang heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and then wrote it down.

Because now they have to do business, it is not suitable for too many people.

If there is too much yang energy, the big goods will not come out.

This is also the reason why ghosts do not do evil in crowded places.

"Now, go forward." Seeing that he already knew, Shang Yunzheng urged him indifferently.

Yun Qiyang's throat choked, and he had a mournful face again.

Gu Ruojiao thought he was pitiful just looking at him.

She patted Yun Qiyang on the shoulder to comfort him.

Yun Qiyang shivered violently, his teeth chattering: "Uncle, Uncle, it seems, something seems to have patted my shoulder."

Gu Ruojiao nodded proudly: "Well, it's me."

Shang Yunzheng: "..."