After getting off the car, Wen Qi found that her judgment was a little wrong. She thought the ghost brought Feng Xiao back to absorb Yang Qi better, such as sucking it directly into a human body. But in the villa in front of her, there was obviously a more powerful ghost.

This Yuanyuan is just a ghost who was sent out to fish.

Wen Qi approached Feng Xiao and asked quietly, "Did you have sex with Yuanyuan?"

Feng Xiao's face turned red and then white, and then white and then red again. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'm not such a casual person."

Wen Qi looked at him suspiciously, "You are not still a virgin, are you?"

Feng Xiao's face flushed red, and he said angrily, "What does it have to do with you?"

Wen Qi walked towards the villa with a sigh.

A super spoiled rich second generation who still retains his virginity at the age of 25!

If this topic is thrown out, at least half of the rich second-generations in the country will die of laughter! Wen Qi took two steps and had a guess in his mind: Feng Xiao, is it not okay? As the eldest sister-in-law, should she take someone to the hospital for a check-up? While thinking wildly, the two people and the ghost entered the gate of the villa.

It was like passing through a layer of barrier. Just one step away, a cold and damp breath hit me in the face, and the temperature around me dropped instantly.

Wen Qi narrowed his eyes, there was such a strong yin energy.

Feng Xiao also shuddered a bit, and then he said, "The air conditioner in your house is turned on too low."

Yuanyuan, who was leading the way in front, turned her head. Her originally smiling face was now expressionless. Her pure and lovely face was abnormally gray. Her voice was also slow and seemed a little empty, as if there was a layer between them.

“There’s no air conditioning at home.”

Feng Xiao's hair stood up all over his body, and he felt the urge to turn around and run away again. But after looking at Wen Qi, he suppressed the urge abruptly, and said with a pale face while holding his pounding heart, "That may be, I am wrong."

Yuanyuan stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly laughed, and the eerie feeling disappeared immediately. "Maybe it's getting colder at night, come in and have a cup of tea."

The villa is full of red lanterns, some on the ground, some hanging, with one every two or three steps.

Logically speaking, with so many lanterns, the house should be very bright.

But in fact, the area illuminated by the lanterns is limited. Because there are so many lanterns, there are also many shadows. As long as the lanterns are shaken slightly, the shadows will move back and forth, as if there are countless ghosts spying in the dark.

Feng Xiao swallowed his saliva and unconsciously moved closer to Wen Qi. If he wasn't afraid of being too embarrassed, he would even want to reach out and grab her sleeve, or even the hem of her clothes.

Yuanyuan led the two of them to the hall. There were no modern electrical appliances in the hall, only a set of mahogany sofas and a matching coffee table. They were mottled dark red, as if blood had been sprayed on them and solidified.

"Please sit wherever you like. I'll be back soon." Yuanyuan said and went up the stairs to the second floor.

The stairs seemed to have been in disrepair for a long time, and they creaked when you stepped on them. Yuanyuan seemed not to hear it and ran very fast. The creaking sounds became continuous, and Feng Xiao's heart tightened when he heard them.

He originally thought that it would be fine after a short break, but the sound lingered in his ears for a long time, gradually distorting from a "creaking" to a piercing scream, which made his heart beat violently and even caused pain.

Feng Xiao couldn't bear it any longer and bent down. He felt like his heart was about to explode.

Just then, a hand was placed on his shoulder.

Suddenly! The screams in my ears and the feeling that my heart was about to explode disappeared together!

Feng Xiao stood up straight, with a face full of cold sweat, and looked over in a trance.

Wen Qi looked disgusted, "How can it be so easy to fall for it? Aren't virgin boys full of yang energy?"

Feng Xiao suddenly came back to his senses, and with a frightened expression on his face, he was about to cry, "I don't know."

"So," Wen Qi said seriously, "Don't be afraid, try to keep your emotions stable, and don't pay too much attention to anything happening around you. Just remember that everything is fake."

Feng Xiao nodded vigorously with tears in his eyes, and kept repeating in his heart that this was all fake, all fake, all to scare me...

I don’t know if it was a psychological effect, but after reciting it dozens of times, Feng Xiao felt much better. Then he remembered to ask: “If we talk about the ghosts’ weaknesses so loudly, won’t they hear us?”

Wen Qi raised his eyebrows slightly, "What if I heard it? The monk can escape but the temple cannot. I'm already in her lair, so why should I be afraid that I can't catch her?"

Feng Xiao was silent. Was it possible that he meant something completely opposite? Never mind, it didn't matter! What mattered was that Wen Qi's arrogant and pretentious look gave him a sense of security! Just as Feng Xiao relaxed, the red lanterns around him suddenly turned white. The pale lanterns emitted a faint green light, and the surroundings became increasingly dim.

For a moment, Feng Xiao began to doubt whether he was still alive, but he quickly came to his senses and shouted, "This is all fake! Don't try to scare me! I'm not afraid!"

Wen Qi almost laughed out loud, nodded encouragingly, "Very good! Very impressive!"

Feng Xiao immediately straightened his chest and raised his head, shouting even louder.

The evil spirit in the dark seemed to be enraged.

For a moment, the wind was blowing hard, the doors and windows were opened and closed vigorously, and the mahogany sofa began to bleed, stream after stream, and the ground was soon covered with a layer of sticky blood.

Feng Xiao stood there with a pale face, shouting loudly without moving, "They are all fake!" He didn't even know to dodge when the blood spread towards him.

Wen Qi looked at him as if he was a fool. He could no longer bear it and pulled him by the hand. He pointed at the blood on the ground and said, "Don't touch such an obvious product of the underworld. It is an illusion formed by the combination of yin energy and evil spirit. It is very harmful to the body."

Feng Xiao nodded repeatedly and asked, "What should we do now?"

Wen Qi took out a neatly folded hexagonal talisman from the pearl bag she carried with her and handed it over. "Hide in a corner. If a ghost comes by, throw the talisman over. Do you have the amulet I gave you yesterday?"

Feng Xiao took the talisman with both hands respectfully, "I've been carrying it with me all the time!"

Wen Qi waved his hand, "Okay, go hide."

Feng Xiao looked around, chose a corner near the door, and squatted down with the amulet in his hands. After thinking for a while, he took the amulet in his hand, and then huddled in the corner with peace of mind.

In an instant, the cold wind stopped and the doors and windows closed with a clang.

A fierce ghost in red jumped down from the building and pounced towards Wen Qi with a shrill ghost howl.

Wen Qi raised his hand and summoned the "Secret Book of Metaphysics", weighed it in his hand, aimed at the red-clothed ghost and smashed it over!

With a loud bang, the secret book of metaphysics hit the red-clothed evil spirit on the head. The latter screamed and fell from the air, and scattered in the air before it hit the ground.

Wen Qi felt it and found that he was not dead, but had hidden himself.

She was a little worried because the place was filled with negative energy that came from the same source as the evil spirits, and it was not easy to find.

Tsk, trouble.

Just at this moment!

Feng Xiao, who was hiding in the corner, shouted with a weak voice: "Give me your life!"

(End of this chapter)