hold on to that dragon

After being dizzy for a while, Feng Wangbei found himself in the corridor on the top floor - he recognized it from the oil paintings on the wall.

He looked around and blinked at Jiang Rang: Where is the black mist?

Jiang Rang pointed to a door.It's not that he understood Feng Wangbei's eyes, but he guessed what he would ask now.Just like when he talks with these people in the human world, he listens to what he understands, and guesses what he doesn't understand—basically he can understand the meaning, and there is no communication barrier.

Feng Wangbei mouth-shaped: Shall we not go in?

Fearing that Jiang Rang would not understand, he pointed to the door again and made a walking motion with his fingers.

Jiang Rang nodded slightly, as if he understood, then he raised his hand and slapped the door. The door panel shattered immediately, and the fragments shot into the room like flying knives.

Feng Wangbei: "..." When you talk to Jiang Rang about something in the future, you must say it clearly, otherwise it will easily cause serious consequences.

"Looking north?!" A voice came from the room.

"Uncle Ying?" Feng Wangbei rushed into the room, and then saw the shrunken version of Xiao Ba locked in a cage.

The shrunken version of Xiao Ba has messy hair and blood on his neck. It seems that he has suffered a lot.

The black mist is also in the room. It is a black human form now. After seeing Jiang Rang, it immediately spread and filled the whole room, as if trying to find a loophole to escape, or to make Jiang Rang unable to attack.

Jiang Rang raised his hand, and his hand sucked the black mist as if it had suction, making it clump up and stay on his palm like a black basketball.

However, while Jiang Rang was inhaling the black mist, a small wisp of black mist seeped out from the window, and it dissipated in the air like smoke.

"Xiaoba?! Why are you here? Who made you smaller? Are you hurt? I thought it was Uncle Ying's voice, your voice is too similar to Uncle Ying's." Feng Wangbei picked up the cage, thinking Open it, but somehow the cage has no door.

"Jiang Rang, come and do me a favor."

Jiang Rang, who is rarely called by his name, took a look at Feng Wangbei, walked over with the black mist ball, looked at the cage, then looked at the black mist in his hand, and ordered it: "Open."

A dull voice came from the black mist: "Who the hell are you?"

"You don't even know, open the cage!" Feng Wangbei urged.

As a well-known person in the spiritual world, Jiang Rang was the first time he heard someone describe him as "I don't know even if I say it".Ginger made the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

Hei Wu said: "Just open the cage and let me go?"

"No." Jiang Rang tossed the black mist ball in his hand, "Do you want to drive it or not?"

"..." A few black whiskers protruded tremblingly from the black mist, wrapped around the cage like vines, and the railings of the cage parted to the two sides. Yingba quickly jumped out of the cage, Feng Wangbei hugged it, and opened it The bloody hair on the neck looked for the wound, but couldn't see it.

"I'm fine." Ying Ba jumped from Feng Wang Bei's hand to his shoulder, twisted his neck and combed his messy hair. "Wang Bei, where's your father?"

"He's downstairs, he'll be up soon."

Feng Xuan downstairs was dialing Feng Wang Bei's phone.

Feng Wangbei felt the phone vibrate in his pocket, took it out to have a look, and said to Ying Ba: "He's here." Then he connected the phone: "Dad?"

"Wangbei, where are you?"

"It's on the top floor. Xiao Ba is also here, and Jiang Rang caught the black mist."

"Okay, let's go up."

Jiang Rang took a look at Guan Xiaoba's cage, then shrunk it down and stuffed it into his sleeve.

Feng Wangbei watched his movements, and thought of how Jiang Rang "blackmailed" Li Rong and Min Hu at the banquet, this man was simply plucking hairs.

"Are there any traps in this cage?"

"This cage is a spiritual weapon."

"Oh." Feng Wangbei didn't understand, but it probably meant that the cage had a certain value.

"Wang Bei?" Feng Xuan and Xue Meicheng came up.

"Here!" Feng Wangbei ran to the door to wave, and then saw his father dragging a person or a corpse like a sack.

When he got closer, Feng Xuan dropped the person in his hand and said, "Xiao Ba was injured?" He saw the blood on Ying Ba's neck.

Yingba glanced at Xue Meicheng, but said nothing.

"I didn't find the wound." Feng Wangbei said while looking down at the person his father brought. The angle of the neck of this person was a bit exaggerated on the shoulder, and it seemed to be exuding a strange smell. It didn't feel right. Like a living person.

Feng Wangbei took a step back and asked, "Dad, who is this?"

"Wei Zhenglun."

"... Oh." This is Wei Zhenglun, and Heiwu is also Wei Zhenglun, so this is indeed a dead person.

"This is Wei Zhenglun's room. I've been here." Xue Meicheng walked into the room, walked up to Jiang Rang, stared at the black mist in his hand and asked, "Wei Zhenglun, what kind of monster are you? Why did you kill him?" Zhu Fang?"

Feng Xuan also asked: "Why did you catch my bird?"

Hei Wu didn't speak, but Jiang Rang said: "Zhu Fang? The person who wanted to catch Fengwangbei before was surnamed Zhu." This message came from Fang Xin.

Feng Xuan turned to Xue Meicheng: "Who is this Zhu Fang?"

Xue Meicheng frowned and said, "People from the Zhu family."

Feng Xuan also frowned. The Zhu family in Jingzhou is a big family with a large business, and the business of the Feng family overlaps. There is a competitive relationship between the two families. Is it because of this that they blackmailed his son?

Jiang Rang stopped and squeezed the black mist: "Speak."

The black mist let out a creepy scream, which made people's hearts tremble.

"Not yet?" Jiang Rang asked.

Hei Wu immediately gasped in pain and said, "I didn't kill Zhu Fang on purpose, I just couldn't control it for a while."

What does "out of control" mean?Feng Wangbei asked: "Are you a murderer?"

"I'm not, it's because he smells delicious, I lost my mind after smelling that smell, and when I came back to my senses, I had already bit him..."

"..." Feng Wangbei found it difficult to understand.

"Where's Zhu Fang's body?" Jiang Rang asked.

"in the refrigerator."

Feng Wangbei and the others looked at the large refrigerator in the room.Walking over and opening the refrigerator, Zhu Fang's body was curled up inside like a baby.

"Is he Zhu Fang?" Feng Xuan said, "I saw him in the corridor."

Xue Meicheng said: "When?"

"An hour ago? What I saw was a ghost."

Feng Wangbei, who was standing at the back, asked, "You mean the one who threw the oil painting?" He had his eyes widened today, and at the same time, he was also confused. Are these things a little too mysterious?

"Well, it's just him. It's a pity that I drove him away. I don't know where he is now. He should still be in this building. I will look for it later."

"……Oh."

Jiang Rang pointed to Zhu Fang's body and asked Hei Wu: "Does he still have that delicious smell on him now?"

"Yes, but it's very light, and it won't make me lose control."

"It's the incense of the gods." Jiang Rang said, "This incense will make ghosts lose their minds."

Feng Xuan said: "Wei Zhenglun, does anyone know that you are a ghost?"

"……What do you mean?"

"I checked your corpse, and it has already begun to rot. Ordinary corpses will not rot so quickly, unless it is a dead corpse that has long been cut off and forced to stay in the world. You have already died, right? You are a ghost, you Just possessing your own dead body."

"Wait, is he Wei Zhenglun?" Xue Meicheng interrupted.

What if another ghost possessed Wei Zhenglun's body?Just looking at the black mist can't tell what it is.