Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Su Qiao quickly shouted to the other end: "Brother, brother, can you hear me?"

But Xiao Siyan over there seemed to be in another space and didn't respond at all.

This mobile phone belongs to someone named Xuan Xuzi.

Xiao Siyan should be with him now!

Su Qiao didn't have time to think about how her brother and a Taoist priest could get together. She only knew that something must have happened.

Su Qiao pulled Tang Yi over.

"This Xuan Xuzi, where is he?!"

Tang Yi freed up a foot and kicked the boy's seat in front of him, "Check! Check quickly!"

Xuan Xuzi's job was introduced by Tang Yi's subordinates. He can be found wherever there is money to be made, and it is easy to find him.

It took less than five minutes to find out.

"Assistant Tang found out that after Taoist priest Xuan Xuzi did a feng shui study for a wealthy family, he was stopped by their cook and asked him to help him make a recipe to ward off evil spirits. The cook lives in Jianhua Community!"

Su Qiao took the rhubarb out of the bag, hoping that it would open another ghost gate and kill it directly.

Dahuang shook his head: "You can't open the door, Master. This was the last time. I won't be able to open the door in the future."

It is no longer Yan Ming, the Lord of the Netherworld in its previous life.

After its reincarnation, its power is basically cleared. It only retains some obsession to recognize its master and transform its mind into shape, so that it can open the gate of hell.

But now, it has recognized Su Qiao, its obsession has dissipated, and the remaining mana has been used up.

Now I can only drive past.

Su Qiao bit her finger, feeling a little panicked.

She subconsciously touched the ring on her chest, grabbed it in her palm, and then managed to hold it steady.

It was still some distance from Jianhua Community, and Tang Yi's men moved quickly. They had already interrogated the cook about the situation in advance and synchronized with Su Qiao.

The cook who is looking for Xuan Xuzi is named Li. She is fifty years old this year. She has been in a very bad state of mind recently. She has not slept well every night and has not had enough rest. She has made several mistakes while cooking. The owner has opinions about her. It was pretty big, saying that if he made one more mistake, he would just leave.

"The cook said that their building was haunted. Every day from one to two in the morning, a woman would cry in the corridor. She was crying very horribly. The cook's bedroom was close to the corridor, so she could hear it very clearly. I was tortured so much that I couldn’t sleep well every night…”

Tang Yi felt his back was so tight that he moved towards Su Qiao, holding the corners of her clothes with his hands, and swallowed nervously.

"Su, Miss Su... I think someone is causing trouble. There are so many ghosts, don't you think?"

Su Qiao glanced at him: "It's hard to say."

Tang Yi: "..."

He moved a little closer to Su Qiao.

Su Qiao: "?"

Tang Yi laughed twice: "It's a bit cold haha..."

The car drove directly into Jianhua Community and stopped below the 4th building where the cook lived.

Su Qiao observed that this building faces south, and the windows all open to the south. Logically speaking, the lighting is very good, but the bad thing is that the building on the fourth floor is an old building, relatively short, with only six floors in total, and the south side is just right. There is a row of large locust trees planted, almost blocking out the skylight.

At this time, the sky had completely darkened, and the waning moon hung on the treetops. A gust of evening wind blew through the branches and leaves, leaving only the slightest hint of coolness in the midsummer sky.

Su Qiao glanced around the corner. Xiao Siyan's Bentley was parked under the street light, and the license plate was clearly illuminated.

Her brother is inside.

Su Qiao quickly walked towards the corridor.

As soon as she took a step, she felt resistance. Su Qiao looked down and found speechlessly that Tang Yi had dug a hole in the corner of her clothes.

The corner of Su Qiao's mouth twitched slightly: "...Are you afraid of this?"

"..."

Tang Yi was so embarrassed that he wanted to find a hole to get in.

"No... no, I'm not afraid. What am I afraid of..."

He took out his fingers and looked left and right, but not at Su Qiao, pretending that nothing happened.

Su Qiao: "...lose money. Forward me on WeChat. I bought it for 79."

After saying that, she walked into the corridor.

Tang Yi shouted from behind: "Miss Su, how about I go with you...are you afraid?"

As he shouted, his legs were stuck in place, unable to move forward even a little bit.

He turned around and called to his men: "Come on, give me a hand! My legs are numb!"

His subordinates helped Tang Yi sit down on the chair next to him.

"Brother Yi, we have invited all the residents in this building out and checked them out. No one is hiding inside... But is it okay for Miss Su to go in alone?"

Tang Yi looked at the gloomy small building in front of him and took a breath.

"If there is a bad person hiding inside, and if we meet Miss Su, the police call will be made faster than us. If there is no one inside, it is really a dirty thing... We can only hold back when we go in. Just guard it and be ready to respond at any time. "

……

Su Qiao didn't respond to Tang Yi, mainly because he didn't hear him.

In fact, as soon as she entered the building, it was as if she had stepped into another space, and all sounds outside the building were blocked.

The cook lives on the fourth floor.

Su Qiao walked up one floor after another. The sensor lights in the corridor were not on, and the only light source was the cold moonlight coming from the treetops.

Su Qiao stopped.

She raised her head, and the pale moonlight illuminated the sign on the wall—Fourth Floor.

Arrived.