Chapter 119 The Xu family does not have any infatuation genes
Nie Jianxi's voice echoed in the deep underground corridor. He said, "Because Wen Lang has evil spirit. Ghosts are not only afraid of righteous people, but also people with evil spirit."
Luo Qingfeng turned his head to look at Wen Lang, his thin lips moved slightly: "You? Are you evil?"
Wen Lang helped him up and shrugged, indicating that he didn't understand what righteousness and evil were.
Luo Qingfeng glared at him, "Just because you two were sleeping there, I wasted a stack of talismans. What do you think we should do?"
Yan Shu yawned loudly and walked past him towards the basement. "What do you mean because of us? Couldn't you just put the talismans in your pocket when you got them?"
"Even if you don't have pockets, you've got underwear, right? Stuff it in, eh?"
"Are you holding it in your hand because you're afraid that others won't know you have the talisman?"
Luo Qingfeng: "...I will!"
He just didn't react for a moment and forgot to put it in his trouser pocket.
Wen Lang felt that he could stand well by himself, so he let go of his hand and said, "Shall we go down too?"
Luo Qingfeng felt the support suddenly disappear, his eyes rolled, "Who told you to let go? I can't stand anymore!"
As she spoke, she leaned towards Wen Lang, her hands moving in a rather dishonest manner, from his shoulders to his chest, and then to his abdomen.
It's hard and all muscle.
He even patted him: "Hey, brother, you have pretty good muscles."
Wen Lang's face turned red from his touch, and he wanted to push him away, but they were both going down the stairs, and he was afraid that Luo Qingfeng really couldn't stand steadily, so he didn't dare to push.
I can only warn you verbally: "Don't touch me anymore, or I will..."
Luo Qingfeng raised his eyebrows: "What about you?"
Wen Lang helped him walk down, but gritted his teeth and said, "I'll just leave you here, go and play with the ghost!"
Luo Qingfeng acted like a green tea again, looking at him pitifully: "Brother Wen Lang, can't you bear to see me alive?"
"At worst...at worst I'll let you touch it back and that'll be it!"
Wen Lang paused, his eyes darkened for a moment, and then he regained his composure the next second, saying, "Just walk away, we are here to deal with the evil ghosts, not to incarnate as hungry ghosts."
Luo Qingfeng looked confused: "What evil ghost? What the hell are you talking about?"
Wen Lang remained silent.
Luo Qingfeng and the others have entered a brighter place.
It was originally a dark and gloomy room, but Ruan Qingzhou clapped his hands twice and the entire basement became brightly lit.
Everyone's eyes were focused on the center of the basement, where there was a hexagram-shaped magic circle with black blood nails as thick as a baby's wrist nailed on the six corners.
There are ropes made of special materials tied to the nails. The ropes on the six nails are pulled in an intertwined manner, tightly binding the corpse in the middle, making it impossible to escape in any direction.
Ruan Qingzhou got a headache when he saw the magic circle, so he simply ignored it and said, "Hey, that's my corpse. My clothes have all been eaten by cockroaches."
Nie Jianxi looked around and said, "The ghost is not here."
Ruan Qingzhou grinned: "Then he must not be here, how could he still be waiting for you to come down?"
Qiu Tingxu squinted his eyes and looked at him: "Then you led us down here to rescue your body?"
Ruan Qingzhou nodded: "You are quite smart."
Qiu Tingxu bargained with him: "It's not impossible. If we free you, what can you do for us?"
Ruan Qingzhou looked at him with amusement, "Obviously, I can get rid of all the ghosts here for you."
He glanced at the pale-faced Nie Jianxi and the unsteady Luo Qingfeng, "You two ghost-killing friends seem to be exhausted, what do you think?"
Nie Jianxi nodded, "Then go and kill all the evil spirits first. I think most of the people who died here have been reincarnated."
Ruan Qingzhou looked at him in confusion, "You are really weird. You think it is wrong for these ghosts to kill people, but you asked me to kill the ghosts so straightforwardly."
"Don't ghosts deserve to live in this world?"
Nie Jianxi looked at him quietly, "Why do you think you can still communicate with us in front of me?"
"I never kill ghosts that have no karma."
"But in this house, besides you, is there anyone else who doesn't have karma?"
Ruan Qingzhou spread his hands, "It seems that watching a crime happen is innocent."
Nie Jianxi pinched the bridge of his nose and drooped his eyelids slightly: "You have given up the constraints of morality, so you naturally feel innocent."
"Let me tell you, the longer you delay, the later your body will be freed."
Ruan Qingzhou stopped talking, stretched out his right hand, raised it up and snapped his fingers loudly towards his head.
No one knew how the ghost snapped his fingers, but the fact was that not only did it snap, the sound also rolled up a sharp blade in the villa.
These sharp blades do not hurt people, but only ghosts, strangling all the ghosts hiding in every dark corner.
For a moment, the knocking and banging sounds of various props in the haunted house and the wailing of ghosts of all ages and genders all twisted together and rushed into the eardrums of several people, as if they were going to pierce them.
Xu Yansheng silently raised his hands to cover Qiu Tingxu's ears and left it alone.
This action made Qiu Tingxu stunned, and then his heart warmed. He suppressed his discomfort of receiving warmth from others, raised his hand and placed it on the back of Xu Yansheng's hand.
It was really strange. The back of this person's hand was cold, and the palm was cold too, but it warmed Qiu Tingxu's heart.
This warm scene was obviously very eye-catching in such a strange environment, so eye-catching that Ruan Qingzhou turned into a puff of green smoke and then condensed into shape before their eyes.
Then a pair of eyes stared at their folded hands with a smile, but there was obvious sarcasm in his eyes.
He asked Xu Yansheng: "Are you two a couple? Did your Xu family inherit gay genes?"
Without waiting for his answer, she warned Qiu Tingxu: "Don't blame me for not reminding you. Xu Shiming doesn't have any infatuated genes. His son... hehe."
Very suggestive, but also very biased.
It was obvious that he was trying to sow discord. Perhaps he himself was not aware of this, but his half-concealed words and attitude conveyed this meaning.
Qiu Tingxu was too lazy to pay attention to him, "Stop meddling in the affairs of handsome guys!"
"What's the matter? Are you jealous of us? Are you jealous? You can't blame everyone just because you got hurt, right?"
Ruan Qingzhou interrupted him: "I didn't knock everyone down with one stick. I only knocked down Xu Shiming's bloodline. Don't get me wrong. I'm not an unreasonable person."
Qiu Tingxu rolled his eyes. "Then let me ask you, was it Xu Yansheng who hurt you? Why do you want to include him in this?"
Ruan Qingzhou didn't say anything, but his eyes were firm.
It was a look that firmly confirmed that no one in the Xu family was a good person.
It was as if a storm was passing overhead, and the atmosphere in the basement became a little more uneasy.
Nie Jianxi clenched his fist against his lips and coughed a few times tactically, breaking the sudden stagnant atmosphere.
"Ahem, okay, it's time for us to take a look at this soul-locking formation."
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