Great Celestial Master [Interstellar]

Feel Club is a place full of drinks and entertainment. It is located on Jinzi Avenue and occupies a full twelve floors of the landmark Wusheng Building.

The sensor door opened automatically, and Yan Qingming and Qi Ye walked into the club.The lobby is very luxuriously decorated, on the left is the reception desk, and there are two pretty girls standing there, and eight elevators go up and down.

They have to go up to the eighth floor. In this club, the eighth floor is a place similar to a bar box. It provides drinks, snacks and some gadgets. Of course, it also provides bartenders. Both men and women can meet different needs.

Yan Qingming and Qi Ye already knew the room number of the room where Zhao Chen died from Xu Wen. Before they came, they booked this box from Xingwang.com.

The indicator light in the elevator was going up, but it was turned on on the fifth floor. A man walked into the elevator with his arms around another boy in a sexy dress, and several people followed him, filling the elevator instantly. .

Qi Ye immediately leaned against Yan Qingming, and whispered in Yan Qingming's ear: "He is Jiang Lihao, I didn't expect to meet him directly here."

Yan Qingming hummed, he noticed when Jiang Lihao first entered the elevator, Jiang Lihao had the light of a magic weapon for body protection on his body, no wonder he was the only one of the three people who committed crimes that year did not die.

With this protective magic weapon, Zhao Chen couldn't get close to him at all.

Qi Ye focused on talking to Yan Qingming, but Jiang Lihao caught his eye.

Jiang Lihao was already slightly drunk at the moment, and in his dizzy vision, he felt that Qi Ye was really a beauty, and his heart seemed to be bubbling with wine, and he couldn't hold back his lust like ants gnawed on him.

He pushed the little wild cat in his arms to the side, pushed people away and walked towards the prayer page.

Qi Ye frowned, and Jiang Lihao suddenly reached out to attack Qi Ye's face, as if he wanted to pinch Qi Ye's chin.Yan Qingming reacted faster than Qi Ye, and directly clamped Jiang Lihao's wrist.

Qi Ye was suddenly overjoyed. After realizing his intentions, Yan Qingming's apparently ordinary behavior would make him shudder.

Jiang Lihao was in pain, but his alcohol-numbed brain had no place to think about the consequences. Anyway, as the eldest and youngest of Huang'an, he had always been playful and reckless.

"Yo, there is still an owner. I said this friend, how much is it, you make a price."

Qi Ye's face turned cold all of a sudden, he, a serious doctor, was so offended, if he didn't care about his education, he should have punched Jiang Lihao in the face.

Yan Qingming was very upset. From Zhao Chen's death, it could be seen that Jiang Lihao was a scumbag, but only after seeing him did he realize that this scumbag could be so disgusting.

Jiang Lihao's friends booed: "Jiang Lihao, can you do it, people don't pay attention to you, hahaha——"

It can be seen that this group of people, like Jiang Lihao, drank their brains out.

Jiang Lihao was instantly annoyed when he heard the ridicule, and threatened Yan Qingming arrogantly: "Do you know me? I am Jiang Lihao! Hurry up and let me go and give me the beauty!"

Just at this time, the elevator door opened, Yan Qingming threw Jiang Lihao out with force, and fell several meters out of the elevator together with his friends.

This group of people, who were already too drunk to stand still, fell into a pile and couldn't get up even more.

Yan Qingming and Qi Ye stepped out of the elevator, and walked directly to room 1066 without giving the scum on the ground a look.

Jiang Lihao got up unsteadily, and stopped around to watch the excitement. How could Jiang Lihao suffer from this, and said bitterly: "Ask someone to wait outside. When they come out, they will be dragged to the garage for me." go!"

Box 1066 is a box with interesting compartments. Zhao Chen died here three years ago, but he still receives guests after cleaning up.

Yan Qingming and Qi Ye entered it, and then locked the door.

Regarding the privacy of the guests, there is no monitor installed in the box. Qi Ye looked at Yan Qingming and said, "Has it started yet?"

Yan Qingming nodded, and followed the steps in the Huang'an artist apartment building that day, calling for Zhao Chen's ghost.

The thin soul-inducing smoke created a path, and Yan Qingming's calm voice sounded out one after another: "Zhao Chen, Zhao Chen..."

After shouting more than a dozen times in a row, the dimly lit lights above their heads suddenly flickered, and there was a wind for no reason in the apparently confined space, and Qi Ye couldn't help taking a step closer to Yan Qingming.

Zhao Chen is here!

He stared vigilantly at Yan Qingming with fierce eyes, ready to attack at all times, he ran here unable to resist, the person in front of him was very powerful.

Zhao Chen was thinking in his heart, but in the next second he saw clearly where he was forced to run, it was the place where he died in humiliation!

Without □□, the ghost’s sanity is easy to collapse. Returning to the place where he died again, Zhao Chen went crazy instantly. His pale and gloomy face immediately became terrifying, and the skin on his face was cracked and jagged. His teeth were exposed, and he rushed towards Yan Qingming with a ghostly howl.

Yan Qingming pulled out the ghost-shaping stick and stuffed it horizontally into Zhao Chen's mouth, then tied Zhao Chen into a rice dumpling with the demon-binding rope.

Knowing that masters need merit to wake up, now Yan Qingming tries to use magic weapons as much as possible when catching ghosts.

Zhao Chen groaned in pain. The ghost-shaping stick is the nemesis of ghosts, and the rope binding the demon is also uncomfortable. If it was the same as before, a little ghost like Zhao Chen who has only been three years old would definitely not enjoy this treatment.

Yan Qingming pressed Zhao Chen's mouth inward with the ghost stick, and asked, "Zhao Chen, have you regained your senses?"

Zhao Chen nodded hastily, and Yan Qingming took the ghost-shaping stick away, but did not untie the demon-binding rope.

"Why hurt Wu Yang?" Yan Qingming asked.

Zhao Chen didn't answer but instead asked: "Come here, you know about me, right?"

Yan Qingming nodded and said, "We went to see Xu Wen."

When Xu Wen was mentioned, Zhao Chen showed terror again, his eyes were full of hatred: "Xu Wen is a son of a bitch!"

Remembering how they saw Xu Wen in Hongcheng, Qi Ye suddenly said: "Your mother is crazy, and your father is old. Now Xu Wen is taking care of you."

Zhao Chen yelled: "He took Jiang Lihao's several million hush money, who wants him to be hypocritical!"

Prayer page: "After you became a ghost, the resentment has been following him. He won't live for two years."

Zhao Chen: "He deserves it!"

Qi Ye didn't speak anymore, but felt a little sad in his heart.

After shouting, Zhao Chen turned his head to look at Yan Qingming, and said with hatred: "Since he has told you all about me, why do you come to me and want to kill me? I know you have this ability , you were invited by that bastard Jiang Lihao."

It looked like if he still had a body, two lines of blood would flow out of his eyes.

Yan Qingming: "If you become a ghost, you won't be able to understand human speech? Let me ask you why you want to kill Wu Yang?"

Qi Ye stood by, suddenly wanting to laugh.

Zhao Chen suddenly calmed down, "Didn't Jiang Lihao come here to kill me?"

Yan Qingming: "No, but I also cannot let you do evil."

Zhao Chen said unwillingly: "That drama is the source of my tragedy, and I will never allow it to be filmed. As for the star named Wu Yang, it's just jealousy. Why is he not me? It's not that I have such a powerful manager. Met such a good director!"

Zhao Chen's ferocious grimace appeared again, it seems that this drama is his obsession that cannot be let go.

"This is not the reason for you to harm others." Yan Qingming said calmly. He was not infected by Zhao Chen's resentment and anger that seemed to be real. Ghosts are almost a collection of all negative evils. Yes, you are immune.

"Isn't it the reason for me to harm people? Hahaha, Jiang Lihao can play with other people's lives wantonly, and I'm dead! Can't you kill whoever you want?"

With such extreme thoughts, it seems that after the end of the underworld, the restraints on ghosts have been greatly weakened. This is not a good thing, Yan Qingming frowned slightly.

In the past, when there were hells, out of awe of the hells, even if the ghosts wanted to take revenge, they knew that innocent people should not be involved, and in order to cast a good pregnancy, they basically would not do bad things. But also cast animal way.

Yan Qingming didn't want to break up with Zhao Chen, so he said directly: "Since you hate him, why don't you kill Jiang Lihao, and get involved with innocent people instead."

Zhao Chen hated him, "You think I don't want to kill Jiang Lihao? I would rather kill him, but there is something on him, and I can't get closer to him for ten meters."

"It's people like you who shelter a beast like Jiang Lihao, you all deserve to die."

Zhao Chen could feel that Yan Qingming had the same power as the person who gave Jiang Lihao the magic weapon, and he hated everything.

Yan Qingming can understand this kind of extreme thinking, but in fact Zhao Chen's attitude has nothing to do with him, he just came to catch ghosts.But Qi Ye was somewhat dissatisfied, and immediately frowned. Zhao Chen had no reason to curse Yan Qingming, and it wasn't Yan Qingming who helped Jiang Lihao.

"I can let you take revenge on Jiang Lihao."

Yan Qingming suddenly said that catching ghosts belongs to catching ghosts, but before Zhao Chen is imprisoned in the ghost gourd, Jiang Lihao, a scumbag, can be dealt with. According to the rules of the celestial master, ghosts are allowed to report grievances, and ghosts want to kill people who kill him. The teacher doesn't care about it, it belongs to good and evil get rewarded.

But harm innocent people, etc., no!Evil ghosts who intentionally harm people can be punished!

The author has something to say: There are too many things to do on Monday. Tomorrow, I will catch up with a big homework. I will ask for a day off. I will be free on Wednesday, and I will make up for it.