"What on earth do you want to do? Son, I'm counting on you now..."
"What to do, you tell Dad."
"And that female ghost, what are you going to do? It's really not peaceful at home recently. If someone catches something, we will be finished."
Seeing Ling Ji coming back suddenly, Ling Shide looked cold, but Ling Shide couldn't take care of the meeting anymore, and followed Ling Ji's butt, talking non-stop.
Although Ling Shide pretended to be very deep in front of outsiders, only Ling Shide knew that his heart was about to sink to the bottom.
"I have something to do, you just have to do your own thing."
Ling Ji said in a slightly cold tone.
It's just that no matter how cold Ling Ji's tone is, because he has a smiling face, no one will feel how angry he is at the moment.
But the people around him knew that the brighter Ling Ji's smile was, and the tear mole was shining like a star, the more it showed that he was impatient at the moment, and even had a bloodthirsty impulse in it.
Ling Ji might be a person who coexists with angels and devils.
But now that Ling Ji finished speaking, Ling Shide chose to shut up, he knew this child too well, if he continued to ask, no one knew what the result would be.
There was one less chattering person around Ling Ji, and his ears were finally quiet. When he came to his study, he locked the door directly, shook the first pot of flowers on his right hand, and only heard the sound of the door opening. A secret passage appeared behind the study.
The moment the secret passage was opened, a sinister ghostly aura rushed towards his face, and for a moment, Ling Ji felt his hairs stand on end.
Even so, Ling Ji just reached out and patted himself, and walked in directly.
The secret passage is downward. Ling Ji walked for about five or six minutes before there was a little light. If you are careful, you can find that when Ling Ji walked in, although the surroundings were pitch black, but because it was daytime, you could still see it faintly. Secret lines were drawn on the surrounding black walls.
stretches all the way to the depths.
And those so-called lines are actually not lines, but formations.
All kinds of formations, if the wind is there, basically all of them can be recognized, soul-raising, ghost-shocking...
Layer after layer, interlocking.
If Feng Xi sees it, he might say that the formation is well drawn.
About half an hour later, Ling Ji came out from the inside, his complexion became paler obviously, as if his strength had been drained by something, he lay down on the soft bed in the study room, and relaxed for a long time.
"Is he really trustworthy? What you are doing is tantamount to seeking skin from a tiger. In fact, I have always wanted to say that you are still young and have many opportunities. Why are you so eager for quick success..."
Liu Qinian pushed open the door, stood beside Ling Ji, looked at Ling Ji who was sweating profusely, raised his hand to close the door of the secret passage, and although Liu Qinian's tone was persuasive, but also distressed, this child is his Watching grow up.
Seeing Ling Ji going further and further away, Liu Qinian began to doubt his original decision.
"Seeking skin from a tiger? When I dare to form a contract with you, you should know what kind of person I am."
"Go... Find a way to stop Jiang Xinrui from seeing Liu Ting'an! Start with the men around her and mix it up. People, the most impure thing is feelings, and it is also the best weapon."
Ling Ji closed his eyes, didn't see who it was, and ordered directly.