Chapter 081 Chapter 81

The woman in red attacked Taiming.

Taiming took out a notebook from his bag and slapped the woman in red. She screamed and was sucked into the notebook.

The notebook was bleeding, but it didn't break. The woman in red had a very ferocious expression and stared at him angrily and said, "I will kill you, I will definitely kill you, you will regret it!"

Taiming didn't say anything, shrugged his shoulders and smiled, "If you have the ability, just do it."

"Your companion is still in my hands, aren't you worried about him? I can kill him now! If you don't let me out, I will kill him now!" The woman in red shouted loudly.

Taiming took two steps and returned to the real world. He saw Guiyuan walking around in the living room. Guiyuan was obviously trapped by a ghost. He walked around for a long time but didn't even go out of the living room.

His eyes were dark, his expression was dull, his hands were waving in the air, and he kept running. His face was red, he was running breathlessly, but he didn't dare to stop, as if something was chasing him from behind.

Taiming grabbed Guiyuan, and Guiyuan showed a terrified expression. Taiming tore a piece of clean paper from the notebook in his hand and stuck it on Guiyuan's forehead. With a snap, Guiyuan stood at attention like a zombie with a talisman.

Taiming ripped the paper off his head with a swish sound. Guiyuan shivered, cried, covered his forehead, rubbed his skin vigorously, and whispered: "It hurts! What are you doing?"

Taiming crumpled the torn paper into a ball, stuffed it into his bag, and replied: "I'm helping you wake up. You were just dragged into a dream by a ghost."

Guiyuan sighed: "So that's it."

He looked around and saw that the surroundings were still not cleaned up. He didn't want to stay any longer, frowned and said: "Since you have pulled me out of the ghost's dream, I guess you have also caught the ghost, right?"

"Yes," Taiming handed him the notebook, "Here, nothing should happen here, unless someone comes in and makes trouble again."

"Then let's go quickly!" Guiyuan didn't want to look at the female ghost, frowned and turned away, quickly stretched out his hand to push the notebook back, and said impatiently.

Taiming took the notebook back very slowly, and said hesitantly: "Just in case, I want to check it again. If you want to leave, wait for me outside, and don't let others come in to avoid disturbing me."

Guiyuan wanted to refuse at first, because Ayn Rand arranged him to be Taiming's teammate so that he would pay attention to Taiming's actions. If he was separated from Taiming, he would not be able to pay attention.

However, Guiyuan thought again. If he stayed here, Taiming would definitely not reveal his true intention. If he really did something, he would not be able to see or know. If he went out, he might be able to secretly look through the window to see what Taiming was going to do.

He did not believe that Taiming did not want to do anything. This was not a good place. Why did

he stay here if he did not leave early after finishing his work? He did not know the owner of the house and would not take any more money. Moreover, if there was really nothing to do, why did he send him outside to wait? And no one else was allowed to come in! There must be something wrong. He just did not know what it was.

Guiyuan nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you outside. You should check it out quickly so that we can go back to work."

Taiming nodded, "I know."

Guiyuan turned and left.

Taiming watched him walk out and close the door, then he took out the notebook and said to the female ghost who was still grinning and madly angry: "Ghosts can sense each other, right?"

The female ghost snorted coldly, squinted at him and said: "So what?"

Taiming smiled slightly: "Nothing special, I just want to ask you to do me a favor. If you are willing, I can agree to one of your requests. This is a deal, one for one, very fair."

The female ghost frowned and did not believe him, but felt that this was a Good opportunity, if missed now, there may be no recovery in the future, so after hesitating, the female ghost sneered: "Tell me! What do you want to ask me?"

Taiming lowered his eyes, stroking the cover of the book, as if recalling a long-ago past, and said slowly: "I have a friend who is haunted by a ghost. I want to know what happened between him and the ghost."

At the same time, Guiyuan, who had crouched secretly in the grass outside the villa, was looking inside through the crack of the window.

He poked his head and found a suitable crack, squinting his eyes to see the situation inside, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: Are you going to let the ghost go? Too scary! I finally caught it, and then I let it go, so casually? Or are you so confident in your own strength? If it were me, I wouldn't dare to do such a thing.

Why did he want to make a deal? What was the deal? Is there something he is unhappy about in the foundation? The foundation gives him everything it can, what else is he dissatisfied with?

Wait, is it something related to Li Qingshan? If that's the case, it's possible. The foundation will not disclose Li Qingshan's affairs to him.

This way, we can control him and abide by the rules, and we can also pull Li Qingshan, saying that we offended him to protect you, and you have to repay us and work harder in the future.

But, what is the relationship between Li Qingshan and ghosts? To the point that Taiming has to ask an unfamiliar ghost on a mission to understand Li Qingshan?

Guiyuan frowned quietly, and became more and more curious, staring at the house. Taiming had already noticed him, and he didn't intend to pay attention to him. It would be better to say that these actions were to attract his attention and let him go back and tell Ayn Rand. If Ayn Rand could tell more people, it would be even better.

Because the more people know, the more sense of existence can be enhanced, and the more things the vest can get.

In order to prevent Guiyuan from being too careless and accidentally discovered by the female ghost, Taiming secretly put a cover on the inside of the villa. The female ghost couldn't find Guiyuan outside, but Guiyuan could vaguely perceive the situation inside.

However, this kind of thing can't be done too obviously, otherwise even Guiyuan will find something wrong. If he tells Ayn Rand, it will be even more incredible, and strange changes may occur.

Taiming carefully grasped the degree, smiled at the ghost and said: "If this thing can't be done, I can change it. I want to know what the relationship between my friend and the ghost is now, and whether it can be resolved. If it can be severed, it would be even better."

The ghost was stunned for a moment, and looked up and down with a surprised look: "I didn't expect that someone like you would be trapped by love. Okay, I can help you, but you have to provide me with something, whether it's from the ghost or your friend, as long as there is something from one of them, I can check it out. If there is nothing, then I can't do anything."

The ghost spread her hands and sat in the notebook and said: "The source of the rootless water cannot be found. Even if I am willing to tell you, I am afraid you dare not believe it. I don't have my eyes hanging in the sky and know everything."

Taiming took out a strand of hair from his bag with a smile, handed it to the female ghost and said, "Try it. The ghost who has the closest relationship with him is the one I want you to investigate."

The female ghost took the hair, took a deep breath, and was quite surprised. She looked at him and said, "Do you know what it means to take someone else's hair? In my time, it was a token of love. If you took it secretly, it meant you were secretly in love.

Or it meant you had a grudge and used it to cast a curse. You didn't lose it, did you? If you're not careful, the ghost might take your friend away, and you'll never find him again in your life."

"That's the only thing," Taiming's face flushed slightly, as if he was excited and shy, "I didn't lose it."

"Then I'll try," the ghost said after hesitating for a long time, "I can't guarantee success, I can show you what happened between that ghost and your friend in the past.

But I can't let you see everything, because if they were together from birth to death in their previous life, I don't have enough magic power to let you see everything."

"I understand." Taiming nodded.

The ghost closed her eyes and held the hair in her hand, muttering to herself.

Li Qingshan, who was writing a report, summoned Furong and said to him in his mind: "This is a good opportunity. You go over now to attract the power of the ghost and perform a drama in front of Guiyuan. Maybe it will be of special use."

"Aren't you going with me?" Furong stood beside him and looked at him eagerly and asked in a low voice.

"I still have to write a report," Li Qingshan blinked, "I can't suddenly appear there, that would be too weird, it would look fake, and the body is in human form, it's not easy to go." "

That's easy," Furong waved her hand, "I'll take your soul over, you don't have to write a report for now, if Ayn Rand asks, you can say that you suddenly lost consciousness, I will make the examination results show that the soul is out of the body, just right for that place, to investigate the past between you and me, with your soul, isn't it more real?"

Li Qingshan thought for a while: "Okay, then we'll go now."

At the same time, inside and outside the villa, everyone blinked, feeling that the surroundings changed in an instant.

"This is not a trick you use dreams to deceive me, right?" Taiming looked at the female ghost who had been released and stood next to him and asked suspiciously.

He knew the actual situation, but if he didn't doubt it would be too trusting. The stage had been set, and there couldn't be

any mistakes in the details. "Unless they don't know each other at all! Otherwise, it's impossible that there is nothing." The female ghost said hurriedly, a little nervous.

Guiyuan was squatting not far away, and found that the people around couldn't see him, so he stood up with a swagger, changed his hiding place, and secretly spied on the female ghost and Taiming.

Li Qingshan put the knife on Furong's neck, looked down at him, with a smile of victory on his face, and said softly: "You lost, abdicate."