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Ye Ji dragged Buying up to the second floor, when suddenly a loud noise hit the floor above his head, Buying could feel the whole building shaking slightly, and an unlucky spider mixed in the rustling dust rubbed the tip of his nose and fell.Ye Ji was still calm, in fact, his full stomach was in the warm hand he was holding.

Because the fingers are slender, each joint is clearly protruding, and there is a thin layer of callus on the tiger's mouth, which is formed by holding a pen all year round.Ye Ji could even feel the disorder in his palm, the lines were messy and short, which showed that the original owner was an out-and-out unlucky ghost.

It was completely different from the hand that held him in memory, but it was exactly the same.

Gentle, firm, just like a person.

Ye Ji's trance only lasted for a short moment, and another heavy landing sound hit the ears of the two. This time the sound was not as thrilling as the last time, but the two immediately went straight to the third floor by coincidence.Before the people arrived, the damp and cold wind was blowing in gusts, and before it reached the two of them, the transparent waves rippled layer by layer, dispelling the musty cold wind.

The two opposite anti-theft doors in the narrow corridor were closed tightly. Ye Ji kicked open the left side without looking. The moment the door sank, the overwhelming smell of blood almost rushed him out again.He squinted his eyes because of the spicy smell, and he glanced away showing a horrible expression: "I guessed it, those two brats from the dealer are no good."

Sitting and lying on the ground, the lying Zhuang Qin didn't move up and down, not knowing life and death; Zhuang Mian, who was paralyzed in the corner, was not much better than him, with blood dripping from his torn wrist.Step fern walked over in three steps and two steps, held his injured right hand and observed carefully: "The one who was bitten?"

Zhuang Mian's face was pale, he nodded his head with difficulty, and moved his fingers to point to the master bedroom in the southeast direction.

Bu Fei didn't even look at it, she took out a small gourd-shaped porcelain bottle, poured out the white powder and rubbed it directly on Zhuang Mian's wound.The moment it was applied, Zhuang Mian's facial features were deformed in pain, and foul-smelling black water flowed out from the hideous wound, and it took a long while to gradually reveal bright red flesh and blood.

"Thank you, thank you." Zhuang Mian trembled his lips, his face full of frustration, "It's all our fault for underestimating the enemy, and it was too late when we found out that something was wrong."

Bu Fei carefully wiped off the sewage standing on his skin: "No need to thank you, after all, the owner of your body and I are colleagues."

Zhuang Mian frowned imperceptibly, and Bu Fei acted as if he hadn't seen it, and asked calmly, pinching his arm, "Do you want to take the initiative to leave, or do you want to come out passively?"

That hand looked like it was about to break, but now it was pinching him and could not move. Zhuang Mian slowly showed a smile on his face, like a few smiles sketched out on a piece of white paper, so stiff that it made people scalp Numb.He opened and closed his mouth without making any sound, but both Bu Fei and Ye Ji "understood" what he said.

——It turns out that you are not all trash.

Ye Ji said bitterly: "I'm starting to regret being recruited by this crappy unit. I've been dragged down by a few little trashes for a lifetime of fame."

Bu Fei's tone was light: "Don't care about things that don't exist at all."

"..." Ye Ji looked at him in shock, as if he was about to cup his face and give him a hard look, "Are you also possessed?"

Before he could finish his sentence, "Zhuang Mian", who was still angry just now, suddenly changed his hand to grab Bu Fei's throat.

Unexpectedly, Bu Fern just stepped back to leave a gap for Ye Ji who stepped forward.The cold fingertips brushed past his neck, leaving a slender red line in an instant, and the faint smell of blood was exposed in the air.The ghosts who had gathered smelled the delicious blood, and suddenly became manic. The high and low ghost cries tore the strange silence of the whole building.

Ye Ji grabbed Zhuang Mian's skirt with lightning speed, his eyes were full of hostility: "I'm someone you can touch?"

Bu Fei didn't care about what was wrong with his words, and when he recognized the bone flute out of thin air in Zhuang Mian's hand, his expression changed drastically: "Be careful!"

Ye Ji was just getting ready to pretend, when a white flute suddenly appeared in front of him. The body of the flute was riddled with bone spurs like blades, and each blade was engraved with a human face, full of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy. A strong sense of ominousness.Bone spurs of different lengths pierced directly at his wrist, and it was too late to say so, Ye Ji kicked him backhanded and slammed him on the floor.The old wooden floor was immediately cracked and sunken.

Bu Fei held her hands in cold sweat, and while she breathed a sigh of relief, the corners of her mouth trembled: "You, take it easy."

After all, Zhuang Mian's body belonged to him, so what if he fell to pieces and couldn't be sewn back together.

Ye Ji also pretended to be wronged: "My hand is almost useless, do you know that the right hand is a man's good partner!"

Wronged and started the car, Bu Fei really convinced him: "Don't push me, he has the Wufang ghost flute in his hand!" Turning around, he asked sharply, "What's your relationship with Xu Lanting! He's there!"

Ye Ji was really taken aback, and was stunned there.

"Zhuang Mian" who was thrown to the ground spat out a mouthful of blood, and a bone somewhere broke with a creak, but he still wore a stiff smile without feeling the pain, the whites of his eyes were covered in thick black, and his whole body exuded a very sinister Evil spirit, opened his mouth: "Who are you to know my name?"

"..." Bu Fei looked at him in astonishment, but couldn't find any trace of familiarity from those strange eyes.

Xu Lanting didn't seem to expect the answer either, he was holding the bone flute without even putting it to his lips, the ghosts crawling all over the building suddenly burst into high-pitched wailing, Ye Ji couldn't hear anything in his ears for two seconds, only All kinds of ghost calls that destroy hearing.He suppressed the discomfort and covered Buying's ears, and then found out in disbelief that Buying was as leisurely as soaking in a hot spring, without even frowning.

Bu Fei seemed to know what he was thinking: "Listen more and you will get used to it."

"..." The flesh in Ye Ji's heart suddenly twitched uncontrollably, a little painful.

The ghost who was sluggish and gentle a few minutes ago now had a ferocious face, rushing towards the two of them like a raging tide, Ye Ji clicked his tongue: "It's a bit troublesome." A streamer flashed in his palm, and a soft arc of light circled between his five fingers and flung it towards the crowd. Ghost, the sound of "pop" is crisp, the transparent soft whip swings away the densely packed ghosts, and the ghosts where it touches turn into flying smoke and disappear completely before they can struggle.

Step Fern frowned.

"Don't frown, I'll stop." Ye Ji flicked his long whip again, this time the ghosts didn't dare to come forward again, he said regretfully, "I know they are just ordinary ghosts, they can't be beaten or killed, it's a pity Pursuing sentient beings is not my job."

Xu Lanting smiled slightly: "I just like the kindness and softness of the people in your Taoist school." Just after finishing speaking, the man appeared behind Bu Ying like a ghost, and directly reached out from behind him into his heart, "You are very strange, neither human nor ghost nor Like Duoshe, what on earth do you..."

He suddenly opened his eyes wide, unable to speak.

The pierced heart gushed out a big wave of blood, and the blood suddenly turned into a blue flame when it touched the air, and the flame turned into countless sharp arrows, directly piercing through his body.The bone flute dropped to the ground, a burning black phantom blinked away from Zhuang Mian's body, rolling and screaming in mid-air.

Blood gushed from the corner of Bu Fern's mouth, and sighed as he watched the disappearing phantom, "To be honest, you surprised me."

A second before Ye Ji was still studying how to save hundreds of ghosts, but a second later he heard the sound and turned around to see Bu Ying standing in front of him covered in blood, his head humming loudly, and his mind went blank. .A torrent of blood spread out from the depths of the void, gathering into a human shape, which was also a nightmare.

Bu Ying really couldn't understand Ye Ji's disconnection at this time, and pushed him feebly: "Don't be in a daze, I'm going to die if I'm lost in thought again."

Ye Ji was shivered by his push, staring at his bleeding chest, it took almost all his strength to utter a single word: "You..."

"I can't die for the time being, maybe you will die if you fugue again." Bu Ying said extremely tiredly, "If I guessed correctly, under the foundation of this building is the eye of hell with a cracked seal, which took me there .”

The door of the master bedroom opened suddenly, and a huge and ugly figure slowly climbed out of it, approaching them step by step. It looked very similar to the monster that confronted them in the tunnel two days ago.

An extremely eerie aura emanated from Ye Ji's body, a translucent arc of light flashed, and the monster flew into the air and smashed a deep and long crack into the wall.He took another step forward, and stepped forward to hold down his hand, his strength was as light as a wave: "She didn't mean anything malicious."

"is it?"

With the blood loss, Bu Fern's body functions became dull and slow, but his mind remained clear all the time. Ye Ji's voice made him find that he was in a rather abnormal state.If it continues, no one can predict what will happen: "Ye Ji."

"Don't talk, you vomited a few mouthfuls of blood." Ye Ji said softly, "It hurts me to see it."

"..." Bu Fei raised his forehead, it was really abnormal.

The monster who was whipped against the wall also seemed to feel the coercion released by Ye Ji, and huddled in the corner of the wall, not daring to move forward. After a while, it slowly raised its head, revealing a face that seemed human but not human, and its curled paws stumbled Scratching across the floor with difficulty, crooked, barely recognizable—"I'll take you to the Eye of the Underworld."