Welcome to the lock demon tower

In the afternoon, Qiao Que and the others stayed behind closed doors in their own rooms. They were woken up by urinating shortly after lying on the bed. When they went out to use the bathroom, they happened to meet a male teammate of the sequined girl.

Qiao Que exchanged pleasantries with him. This man has a straightforward personality and doesn't like to hide it. He told him his ability in a few words, and he can actually control his sense of existence.

Qiao Que slowly put out a question mark: "What is the sense of controlling existence?"

The man smiled wryly and said: "If I want, even if I sit and don't say or do anything, I can make everyone's eyes on me, or even if I stand on the stage and turn on the spotlight , people will divert their attention.”

Qiao Que pondered for a moment, then became excited instantly: "Isn't it similar to being invisible?"

The man shook his head: "It's not as powerful as invisibility. Others can still see what you do, but it will be ignored for a while. Besides... this ability can only be used once a day."

Qiao Que exclaimed in admiration: "That's amazing, not only in the Demon Locking Tower, but also in daily life..."

Mom no longer has to be afraid that I will be asked questions by the teacher in class!

The dean's speech, which is boring and wastes time, can also slip away ahead of time!

Imagine again, there are really many scenarios used, and sometimes there may be unexpected effects.

The more Qiao Que thought about it, the more envious he became, and there was a crackling spark in his eyes as he looked at the man.

The man was a little flattered: "I always thought that my abilities were probably the most useless, but I didn't expect you to think highly of me!"

Qiao Que is modest: "No, no, you are too modest."

Compared with the rain and luminous head when you open the umbrella, your ability to control the sense of existence is comparable to Luffy's Devil Fruit!

and……

Maybe it could really be a magic weapon for victory.

Qiao Que chatted with this man outside for a long time, and when Jiang Luchi went out, he saw that the two of them were so close that they hooked up shoulder to shoulder, wishing they could bow to each other immediately.

Jiang Luchi frowned slightly.

Seeing him coming out, Qiao Que said a few words to the man, waved his hand, and ran back to Jiang Luchi.

"Brother Chi."

Jiang Luchi said, "Come with me."

Qiao Que nodded obediently, followed Jiang Luchi out of the house without asking a word.

Jiang Luchi was not a procrastinator. He walked around the garden, stopped at several points, and with a light wave of his hand, a spell appeared out of thin air and burrowed into the soil.

Just as Qiao Que showed doubts, he heard Jiang Luchi carefully explaining to him in a cold voice: "The east belongs to earthquake, the south belongs to li, the west belongs to dui, and the north belongs to kan. I put spells here so that I can perceive the child When you observe Qi in the future, you can pay more attention to these directions. Although the art of geomantic omen is the housekeeping skill of Feng Shui masters, the several gates of metaphysics are interlinked, and there is no harm in learning more."

Qiao Que nodded, took out a pen and paper from his pocket, and frantically took notes.

Even Jiang Luchi remembered exactly how many steps he took just now, what posture he used, and how many seconds each step took.

Very eager to learn.

Jiang Luchi: ...

He continued: "Your spiritual practice rarely has a systematic knowledge system, and many of you rely on a flash of inspiration to follow the way of heaven. This is also the reason why spiritual practice has declined."

Qiao Que "hmm" took over the words: "Indeed, it sounds like a liar. If I didn't know Master when I was only six or seven years old and still young and ignorant, I would definitely call the police."

Jiang Luchi paused, and then said: "So... if you want, I will slowly teach you some practical things from each family, and with your talent, you can practice more smoothly."

Qiao Que's hand holding the pen trembled, and immediately raised his curly head, his expression couldn't be more excited: "I am willing! Brother Chi, I will definitely study hard!"

Jiang Luchi smiled faintly: "Yes."

This, he actually believed.

After Jiang Luchi buried several runes in the garden, the sky gradually darkened.

When they returned to the villa, the woman was sitting in the hall majestically, tutoring the only remaining child, the last one.

When passing by, he even smiled softly at them:

"Guests, dinner is ready. However... I noticed that several of you felt a little unwell, so I changed it to a self-service style. If you need it, please take it yourself."

...It's kind of sweet, isn't it?

Qiao Que was afraid that it would be embarrassing to meet again in an hour or two, so he didn't dare to talk to her, and went upstairs with Jiang Luchi.

Jiang Luchi thought to himself while walking: "She has always been so kind to us... Is it really just because she is good at playing a kind orphan director?"

Qiao Que was slightly taken aback: "Isn't it because of restrictions? She can't hurt people during the day."

Jiang Luchi shook his head: "Have you forgotten? The restriction of not being able to hurt people during the day is something we inferred based on her attitude. If she is hostile to us, she can completely cover it up."

Qiao Que turned his head and walked on the stairs, turned his head and glanced down, the woman's smile hadn't stopped, and then nodded to him again.

Qiao Que frowned and turned his head immediately.

Jiang Luchi pondered: "Do you still remember our identities in this world?"

Qiao Que reacted quickly: "Of course I remember! I can remember that banner and that momentum until I'm 80 years old!"

He then understood what Jiang Luchi meant, and looked at him in surprise, "You mean...a real estate developer?"

Jiang Luchi stopped in his tracks: "If we are real estate developers who came to investigate, then this place is likely to be bought and developed soon..."

Qiao Que suddenly felt cold all over: "It's very likely that it will be renovated as a whole? Will the skulls buried in the garden be found? That woman is not afraid of these at all?"

Jiang Luchi sneered: "If there is a sense of reverence, how could such a deep sin come from her body?"

Qiao Que was momentarily speechless.

He bowed his head and thought for a long time, and slowly speculated: "She never took us seriously from the beginning to the end... The only time when she acted a little impatient was when we asked 666 for clues."

Jiang Luchi said in a low voice, "The key still lies in that child."

……

It was getting dark soon.

According to the plan, the three of them left the room and stood inside the dividing line between the corridor and the stairs.

After today, the combat effectiveness of the entire team has almost been reduced by more than half, and the scene of the old farmer's head being unscrewed last night is still vivid in my memory, probably few people will choose to take risks.

Qiao Que originally planned to allow himself and Zhao Kexin to take turns going in and out of the corridor and become the target of the woman in black's hatred, so that it would be convenient for Jiang Luchi to go out and look for the child.

Unexpectedly, Jiang Luchi said that without their help, he would be able to bring the child back by himself soon.

After discussing with Qiao Que, Zhao Kexin decided to help Jiang Luchi hold the woman back, just in case something happened.

Jiang Luchi didn't refuse much, and agreed.

While they were discussing some details, the door closest to the corridor opened, and the sequined girl poked her head out together with the man who could control the presence.

The man smiled at Qiao Que, made a cheering gesture full of girly idol style, and said, "I'll just watch here. You know my ability. Maybe I can help you at critical moments."

The sequined girl seemed to have fully recovered, and said crisply: "Although my ability can't help much, it doesn't make sense to let the three of you take risks, count me in. There are so many of us, we can always stop The woman for a moment?"

Neither of them had ever seen Jiang Luchi make a move, so they didn't know his strength. To be able to stand up at such a time was admirable courage and righteousness.

Zhao Ke was overjoyed, and wished he could throw a bowl to swear: "Okay! You two are brave and straightforward! Let's fight the big ticket together today!"

The sequined girl is also full of pride, and looks like she is going to marry Jinlan with Zhao Kexin: "Okay! Fuck me! This woman dares to feed me shit! This kind of deep hatred is no less than destroying my entire family, and we will be sworn to death! See if I don't kill her!" Push your head into the toilet!"

Qiao Que: ...

So you are also from the Department of Literature?

Disrespect and disrespect.

Jiang Luchi, on the other hand, leaned on the side all the time, calmly and did not speak, his body posture was relaxed, as if he was going to buy supper at the snack street next door.

When the night finally completely lost the last touch of dark blue, he took a leisurely step outside.Yuxi team organizes, please pay attention.

Qiao Que took a deep breath.

He gripped the helmet tightly in his hand.

Almost in the next moment, Jiang Luchi looked straight at the direction of the stairs on the third floor in a flat manner: "Here we come."

Qiao Que looked up, and between the gap between the stairs on the third floor and the second floor, he met the woman's white eyes.

Her black clothes were hidden in the boundless darkness, silently.

Tonight's moonlight is like water, illuminating half of her cheeks. I don't know if it's an illusion, but there seems to be a faint scarlet in the depths of her pupils.

Like an excited, hunting beast.

Jiang Luchi looked at her for a moment without any expression on his face.

A moment later, he moved in response to the sound, like a vigorous leopard, using his toes to dodge, he jumped down from the window on the second floor.

The woman's expression became angry in an instant, her feet didn't touch the ground, and she flew down from upstairs quickly, about to chase her out.

"on!"

Zhao Kexin saw the right moment, rolled up his sleeves and jumped out, threw the woman onto the ground suddenly, and pressed her back with his legs from behind, shouting: "Come and help! She has become stronger!" Already!"

The sequin girl's eyes burst into flames of hatred, and the second one rushed out, trying to sit on her head.

However, he was quickly pushed aside by the woman.

His shoulder hit the wall, and soon a big red patch appeared.

She was provoked into a desperate blood, and immediately rushed back, together with Zhao Kexin, wrestling with the woman in black, scratching her hair and picking her eyeballs, the three women quickly became a ball.

However, even if Zhao Kexin and the sequined girl were combined, they were no match for the woman in black, and both of them were injured very quickly.

Qiao Que shivered twice, closed his eyes, and jumped out with his heart pounding.

Stretching out his hands, looking at the three twisted together, he cried and couldn't make a move: "I... am a big man, wouldn't it be a good move?"

This kind of hand-to-hand combat... is not suitable, is it?

Zhao Kexin was about to be pissed off by him, and while dragging a leg of the woman in black, she shouted: "When is it! You still treat her as a woman?! Have you ever seen such a strong and tough woman?" ?"

Qiao Que: ...

To be honest, it seems that there really are.

Zhao Kexin shot her murderous eyes fiercely: "Strangle her neck!"

Qiao Que shrugged: "Okay!"

He immediately joined the fray, choking the woman's neck with his elbow from behind, preventing her from breaking free.

After thinking about it, he conveniently put the beauty helmet on the woman to prevent her lips from touching his arm.

Countless thick ghostly auras burst out from the woman's body, and she couldn't see her expression clearly under the cover of the helmet, only a muffled roar could be heard.

I don't know how long it took, Qiao Que gradually lost his strength, held his breath, hung on the woman's waist, and tried his best to tug in the opposite direction, but was still dragged by the woman towards the window.

Zhao Kexin and the sequined girl dragged one leg each, and the watermelon knife in Zhao Kexin's hand was crushed by the woman's two fingers during the scuffle.

Brother Chi!

I can't stop it!