I use technology to revitalize the underworld

Feng Jingchen raised his eyebrows, looking at the scene in front of him curiously and probingly.

Yan Wangyin floated to his ear, and he warned: "This is a fantasy land of ghosts! Chenchen be careful, there is at least one ghost in here!"

Feng Jingchen's expression was slightly condensed, but he wasn't too nervous.

It's normal for an evil celestial master to be able to control a ghost.

They were already prepared.

Feng Jingchen clenched the big black umbrella with his right hand, and took out a ball of pure white soul-binding rope with his left hand.

This soul-binding rope is not the primary soul-binding rope from before.

It was the intermediate soul-binding rope that Feng Jingchen bought for [-] points, even a hundred-year-old ghost could win it!

At this time, the maids who had finished greeting each other enthusiastically rushed up one by one: "Master, let us put your luggage away for you."

As they spoke, they started to grab Feng Jingchen's big black umbrella.

Feng Jingchen lightly raised his hand, and swept them away with a black umbrella: "No need."

The maids took a few steps back in fear and horror, but they didn't push away completely, and they still stared at the big black umbrella unwillingly.

At this moment, a crisp and delicate smile came from the stairs.

Feng Jingchen looked up.

I saw a graceful beauty in a cheongsam, walking towards him gracefully: "Master finally came here, what's wrong with being so cold. Could it be...do you not like Shu'er?"

The woman looked straight at Feng Jingchen, but the delicate smile on her face showed a bit of stiffness.

The originally warm environment suddenly revealed a bit of biting cold.

The maid at the side also suddenly changed face, with big empty eyes staring straight at Feng Jingchen.

It seemed that as long as Feng Jingchen answered wrongly, something terrible would happen!

Yan Wangyin hurriedly reminded: "Chenchen! She is that ghost!"

Feng Jingchen naturally recognized the woman's identity at first sight.

A gleam of light flashed under the lens, and an ambiguous smile appeared on the thin lips: "How could that be?"

When Li Gui heard his answer, the cloudiness in the air immediately dissipated.

She walked over with a smile like a flower, and took Feng Jingchen's left hand: "I knew it, the master loves Shu'er the most~"

"Master, let's go back to the room and talk. Okay?" Li Gui looked at Feng Jingchen with affectionate eyes.

However, the last three words still inevitably revealed a threatening chill.

Feng Jingchen's face did not change, but his eyes became more interesting.

He controlled the soul-binding rope that was about to move, and responded gently: "Okay."

He also wanted to see what kind of tricks this ghost was hiding.

That Xie Tianshi hasn't shown up yet, what is he trying to do?

The two walked down the wooden spiral staircase and soon came to the master room on the second floor.

Li Gui gently closed the door.

The pretty face instantly became lifeless.

She looked at Feng Jingchen gloomily, and her voice turned into a grievance unique to female ghosts: "Master, next, let's have fun, one, one."

Feng Jingchen took out the soul-binding rope and smiled kindly: "Okay."

……

Just when Feng Jingchen followed Li Gui into the room.

Outside the ghost building.

The three figures moved from far to near, faster than a car, galloping all the way to the gate!

One of the girls had neat bob hair, wearing a pair of silver-rimmed glasses, holding a big disk, and said angrily, "Damn it, that old thief has slipped away! The evil celestial master is too hard to catch!"

Another short-haired boy also sighed, and looked up at the leading boy: "Senior brother, what should we do now?"

Murong Qiao who was asked was about the same age as these two people.

But his attire, at first glance, seems to have come from time travel.

A head of black and thick long hair was tied up high, and he was dressed in a neat white dress.

The black belt tightens the slender waist, and with the wide bottom hem, the ape arm wasp waist and long legs are undoubtedly revealed.

However, the most eye-catching thing was his face.

Although the outline is deep, the facial features are traditional Chinese beauty.Peach blossom eyes, red lips and white teeth, rosy skin, male and female looks plump and handsome.

There is no imperfection in the whole body, just like Nuwa's dazzling work.

Coupled with the bonus of tall and straight temperament, he doesn't look like a celestial master, but a disciple of a famous family with both civil and military skills who traveled from ancient times.

Even the best-looking and top-notch men and women in the entertainment circle couldn't help being overshadowed in front of him.

Holding a mahogany sword in his hand, Murong Qiao looked at the footprints in front of the gate of the ghost building, and frowned slightly: "Someone sneaked in."

The girl became irritable for a moment: "What's the situation?! Didn't you see the cordon around us? You should be afraid of the police if you're not afraid of haunted buildings! Which idiot..."

Murong Qiao raised his hand: "Let's go in and talk. I hope you haven't been eaten yet."

After speaking, he took the lead in pushing open the dilapidated gate of the ghost building.

"Yiya -" a sound.

What came into view was a decaying darkness.

All the refinement and prosperity of a hundred years ago have long been overwhelmed by time.

The whole house smelled of decay.

The three of them waved away the unpleasant smell.

Without saying too much, they walked in step by step with Murong Qiao as the core in a very tacit understanding.

Murong Qiao watched Feng Jingchen leave footprints, stepped on the creaking rotten wooden stairs, and soon came to the crumbling door of the master's room on the second floor.

He winked at his younger brother and younger sister, and then...

Kick open the door!

"boom--!"

When Feng Jingchen heard the sound, the big black umbrella in his hand paused slightly.

He looked down at the female ghost who was tied up with soul-binding ropes, and a look of regret flashed in his eyes.

I didn't expect someone to come so soon, so I had to take the female ghost back to the underworld first.

It's a pity, this fantasy ghost land is quite interesting, and he didn't even have time to study it.

And the way the female ghost looked at Feng Jingchen, the whole ghost was already in a bad state!

She trembled even more, her beautiful eyes stared at Feng Jingchen in horror as if she was looking at some kind of demon.

What the hell is going on with this human being? !

He he he still wants to dissect a ghost! !

are you crazy! !

If it weren't for Feng Jingchen not having any dissection tools at hand, the female ghost might have become an unknown number of copies now!

Now, the female ghost saw Feng Jingchen take out the third new prop from the plane space.Feeling that a catastrophe was imminent, he frantically struggled to escape.

At this time.

The trio who broke in, bypassed the tattered screen at the door, and saw...

The ghost is lying on the bed.

Feng Jingchen sat on the edge of the bed with his back to them, leaning over to look at the female ghost.It looked as if he had been fascinated by the female ghost and was about to do something unsuitable for children.

Murong Qiao frowned, and stabbed lightly with the mahogany sword in his hand.

A surging force surged out in an instant, approaching the female ghost!

Feng Jingchen and the female ghost shrank their pupils at the same time.

Yan Wangyin screamed: "Not good! This power will directly kill this ghost! This celestial master is so strong!"

Without thinking, Feng Jingchen directly removed the soul-binding rope's control over the female ghost.

He also planned to catch the female ghost and return to the underworld to work, but he couldn't just let her die like this.

The female ghost reacted very quickly.

Although she didn't know why Feng Jingchen let her go, but she dodged, narrowly avoiding the force of the sword.

Without restraint, Li Gui finally regained his appearance.

The originally pretty face instantly turned into a terrifying mouth full of blood, and he yelled frantically at Feng Jingchen and the boy in ancient costume: "You guys...wait for me!!"

She wanted them to double pay back the shame just now! !

After a roar, the female ghost disappeared without a trace.

Unexpectedly, he ran away so simply and neatly.

The girl with glasses wanted to chase after her, but was stopped by Murong Qiao: "She is an earth-bound spirit, so she can't run away."

After finishing speaking, he reprimanded Feng Jingchen with a sullen face: "Hey, you bastard, didn't you see the cordon outside? You just broke in like this! If it weren't for us, you might be dead now, you…"

Before Murong Qiao finished speaking, Feng Jingchen suddenly turned around and looked over.

Looking at each other, Murong Qiao's voice suddenly stopped.

He looked at Feng Jingchen who was standing beside the bed.

The broken window of the room happened to let in a ray of dim morning sun, which fell on Feng Jingchen, causing him to fall into a boundary between light and darkness.

The originally gentle and gentle demeanor was taken off its disguise, revealing a little-known dangerous aura.

The sharp Danfeng eyes under the lens looked over, Murong Qiao's heart seemed to be cut, and the heartbeat suddenly missed a beat.

Feng Jingchen's appearance is extremely outstanding.

With fair skin, delicate facial features, and facial contours compared to Murong Qiao's, it has more oriental classical charm.

Now this deserted and stern look is even more noble and arrogant like a flower of a high mountain, disturbing people's minds.

As a face controler, it was the first time for Murong Qiao to see someone whose whole body fit his aesthetics so well.

I swallowed all the words I wanted to reprimand before.

He changed the subject: "Are you okay? Did you get hurt by that female ghost? Let me take a look for you?"

Faced with this 180-degree change in attitude, Feng Jingchen was a little puzzled, but he stepped down: "It's okay, but luckily you came in time."

"That's good." Murong Qiao took two steps forward, reaching out to Feng Jingchen, "Come here, be careful."

The interior of this ghost building is all wooden structures.

Now there is a big hole in the floor between Feng Jingchen and Murong Qiao.

Moreover, the surrounding ground looks very decayed and fragile, and it is likely to fall if you are not careful.

Feng Jingchen looked down at the hand stretched out in front of him.

He put the soul-binding rope in his pocket before putting his left hand on it.

Both hands were warm.

And as a celestial master, Murong Qiao didn't even have a single callus on her hands, and her skin was smoother than a girl's.

Feng Jingchen looked up at Murong Qiao.

With a tacit understanding between the two, Feng Jingchen came to Murong Qiao's side steadily.

The distance suddenly narrowed, and the two looked at each other again.

Feng Jingchen could clearly see the friendliness in Murong Qiao's eyes, and he was even more puzzled in his heart.

And Murong Qiao also saw clearly the black and white pupils under Feng Jingchen's lenses.

That deserted and guarded appearance added a bit of style.

However, the staring at each other only lasted less than half a second.

The two let go of their hands tacitly at the same time.

Feng Jingchen turned his head to look at Murong Qiao's younger brothers and sisters, and then...his eyes half-closed.

It's him?

The strange celestial master who gave Feng Jingchen the talisman last night.

The little junior brother met Feng Jingchen's gaze, and actually shyly hid behind his junior sister, not daring to look at Feng Jingchen at all.

Feng Jingchen had a strange expression, and looked up at Murong Qiao: "Am I scary?"

Murong Qiao shook his head quickly, and laughed: "How come! Don't worry about it, he's a social fear, he's just a little nervous when he sees strangers."

A dark light flashed in Feng Jingchen's eyes, he turned his head to look at the boy again, and couldn't help muttering: "Stranger?"

Sure enough, Feng Jingchen found that the boy looked at him as if he was looking at someone he had never met before.