Feng Jin found out that the ghost in his house had been haunting these few days, and he didn't know what he was doing.
What is Shi Sheng doing
She was looking for a way to release the ghost contract, or reverse the ghost contract.
Of course, it turned out that it was her wishful thinking. So far, she has not found any feasible solution.
The only way is to remove the ghost contract.
When Feng Jin came out of the room, he saw Shi Sheng floating around in the living room. He was all white, and it was night again. If he changed someone, he would have wet his pants.
When Shi Sheng saw Feng Jin coming out, he immediately floated over, "Help me burn some clothes. Wearing this all day is ugly."
Feng Jin: "..." She really doesn't consider herself an outsider.
Mmmm, outcast!
"Anyway, I also mean that your face is wrong, how can you wear it so ugly, and you go out to lose more people..." Shi Sheng balabala said endlessly, and Feng Jin had the urge to sew up her mouth with a needle.
Wouldn't it be better to be a piao quietly
Seeing that Feng Jin didn't speak, Shi Sheng had a gloomy look on his face, and reached out to touch him mortally.
Still the same recipe, same taste.
Shi Sheng floated out the window holding his fingers.
Pissed off this baby.
No clothes to wear, no meat to eat, no people to touch, this baby is going to run away from home!
Feng Jin watched her figure disappear into the night, her temples jumped a few times, and walked towards the entrance.
Going downstairs, Feng Jin saw Shi Sheng standing with a Hong Ying from a distance. Before he could see clearly, the iron sword suddenly appeared in her hand and slashed towards the opposite Hong Ying.
The speed was very fast, and Hong Ying didn't even have a chance to resist, and immediately disappeared.
Feng Jin felt that she really underestimated her own ghost before. Although the ghost was not a real ghost just now, she stepped into the ranks of the ghost, and she just killed him...
Steal the exorcist's job!
but…
Feng Jin's eyes narrowed, why are there ghosts here
Shi Sheng put the iron sword on the ground, looking a little gloomy.
Damn it, wearing red and wanting to eat Lao Tzu, why don't you go to heaven!
As soon as she turned around, she saw Feng Jin standing under the street lamp, looking at herself with a vague expression, and the dim light stretched his figure.
Seeing her turn around, he raised his foot and walked over, "Follow me."
"Where are you going?" What are you running around outside at night
Feng Jin glanced at her sideways, but said nothing.
Shi Sheng pouted and dragged the iron sword to the garage.
Feng Jin sighed heavily, that sword will cause trouble sooner or later.
When she got into the car, Sheng fiddled with her iron sword, and Feng Jin was in charge of driving, and glanced at her from time to time.
There was a very weird tune on the carriage, but it was very comfortable to listen to, so Shi Sheng didn't care.
"Does your sword have a name?" Feng Jin broke the silence.
He wanted to ask, where did her sword come from.
Not to mention cutting iron like mud, cutting ghosts is so arrogant.
Shi Sheng tilted his head with a malicious smile on his face, "Have you heard of a legend?"
Feng Jin was silent.
There are so many legends, how does he know which one it is
Shi Sheng didn't wait for him to answer, and said in a soft voice, "There used to be an emperor who wanted a magic weapon and let him rule the world. So someone offered a sword and told the emperor to sacrifice only his soul. , you can forge a soul sword, the soul sword that belongs to him, no one can take it away, and it can help him rule the world."
Shi Sheng stopped, leaned in front of Feng Jin, and said with a wicked smile, "Do you think that emperor offered sacrifices?"
"No." Feng Jin's thin lips moved lightly and spit out two words.
Shi Sheng pouted and sat upright, "The person who offered the sword told him that if he didn't need to sacrifice his own soul, he could sacrifice the souls of ninety-nine babies, so the emperor sent someone to capture ninety-nine babies and use them Sacrifice. He used that sword to rule the world, but on the day he ascended the throne, he died unexpectedly, and the sword disappeared. Later, some people saw that the sword was beheading demons, ghosts and monsters, so later generations called the sword - exorcism sword."
Feng Jin: "..." In history, there is no such emperor as she mentioned, and there is no exorcism sword.
This ghost is fooling around.
"You don't believe it?" Shi Sheng looked at Feng Jin and smiled maliciously, "Actually, I don't believe it either. How could the group of babies have the ability to exorcise when they were forced to sacrifice, they are taking revenge. So, you can Call this sword addicted to the sword."
Feng Jin: "..."
# The ghost brain I raised is abnormal, how can I break it, wait online, I am in a hurry#
[… ] The host’s sword is always changing its name, it’s just frustrating.
…
Feng Jin's car parked in front of a villa in the wilderness.
It was a white villa, which was also very conspicuous in the dark night. There were trees all around. The night wind blew the trees rustling, and the moon in the sky was covered by dark clouds. Very people.
Shi Sheng looked out the window, "Is there a ghost in here?"
"I don't know." Feng Jin pushed open the car door and glanced at Shi Sheng, who immediately floated over and got off from his side.
I don't know how to come here to make yarn!
Standing outside, I could feel the gloomy feeling of the villa, probably from a threat of the same kind, Shi Sheng felt it more clearly, and his body trembled involuntarily.
"Let's catch the ghost?" Feng Jin is not like such a kind person, but she knows how dark this guy is these days, and he can watch a person get killed by a ghost in front of him.
Although she also felt that there was nothing wrong, after all, people didn't ask him, and they didn't ask him for money.
But as an exorcist, isn't it an occupational disease to want to catch a ghost when you see it
"It depends on the situation?"
What is the situation
Feng Jin lifted his feet and walked towards the villa, the long gown he was still wearing was very dark, almost blending into the night.
Shi Sheng looked at the sky melancholy, what's the matter
There was someone waiting at the door of the villa. It was an elderly old man, half of his body was hidden in the dark, only a wrinkled face and half of his body were revealed, which was indescribably strange.
"Mr. Feng?" The old man's voice was hoarse, a bit harsh, full of suspicion, as if he couldn't believe that the person who came was such a young exorcist.
Feng Jin nodded slightly and did not answer the old man.
The old man didn't say anything, just looked behind him and saw the iron sword floating in the air, his cloudy eyes lit up with light, and his attitude was a little more respectful, "Mr. Feng, please come in."
To make the sword float out of thin air, is this young exorcist somewhat capable
His husband was saved.
Feng Jin probably knew what the old man was thinking, but he didn't expose it.
He couldn't say that there was a ghost holding a sword beside him, right
The invisible help Feng Jin pretended to be a coercive Shi Sheng: "..."
These people can't see her, bad review!
Shi Sheng was flying around with the iron sword, it seemed that the iron sword was out of control, and the old man followed behind in fear.
Why do you suddenly feel unreliable
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New week, let me ask for a ticket
So early, Nimeng's tickets are still correct, come on, hit me!