"It must be Lu Hai who told you I'm here!?" Jingyue fooled the reporter away, immediately showed a cunning look, jumped onto a simple arm chair, and said with a smile: "I said, my spiritual power has not been restored yet.

Bar?"

Du Yiyu played with a stick of sandalwood in his hand without saying anything. Jingyue sighed and said, "It's too dangerous to go on like this... Don't worry, since it's me who caused the trouble, I will definitely take responsibility for it."

Du Yiyu raised his eyelids and said with a smile: "What responsibility can you bear?"

"Let the Shura Sword be freed from the influence of the rain spirit and obey Meng Jiu's orders again."

Du Yiyu glared at Jingyue helplessly and said, "Can you do it?"

Jingyue chuckled and said, "Of course not, but you can't either?"

Du Yiyu shook his head and looked a little far-sighted: "I'm afraid only that person can do this kind of thing."

"who?"

"The person who made the Shura Sword."

Jingyue was stunned, jumped up and shouted: "Is the Shura Sword made by man?"

"Could it be created by ghosts?"

Jingyue looked at Du Yiyu blankly, and after a long time she said: "Damn! Who is he?"

"A person who gave up becoming an immortal, but could become a god" I didn't know what he thought of, and the indifference in Du Yiyu's eyes was replaced by a warmth.

"Fengshen..." Jingyue was startled, her eyes widened: "Is it him?"

"right"

"But he, he is already dead!" Jingyue was surprised: "He refuses to ascend to immortality and jump out of reincarnation. He is not a corpse painter. Even if he is reincarnated, he will not be able to retain his complete soul, memory and strength like you!"

Du Yiyu felt sad for a while: "Yes. The human soul will eventually return to nothingness, just like a river returning to water. No matter how great the soul is, it will no longer have any meaning."

"Perhaps, he will still remain a wandering soul..."

"Impossible. A person as arrogant as him would never let himself become such a miserable existence."

"Then... aren't we completely hopeless?" Jingyue took a deep breath and stared at Du Yiyu: "But having said that, the people who want to deal with you send Yuling to you, what are your plans?

You can’t guess it, can you?”

"What do you want to say?"

"If the rain spirit wakes up, even you can't deal with it, right?"

Du Yiyu was silent, without even raising his head, and just said lightly: "Who said I have to deal with you?"

Jingyue was shocked: "You?!"

"The Shura Sword finally appeared in this world, how could I let go of this opportunity?! However, we still need to plan carefully."

Jingyue's eyes were filled with countless complicated emotions, but in the end she just snorted coldly and said angrily: "What's the plan?"

There was a strange look in the corner of Du Yiyu's eyes. He didn't know what he was thinking in his heart, and said slowly: "I must see that Fantu before Yu Ling wakes up."

"Why do you care about him so much? Just let Lu Hai and I deal with it. How much trouble can he cause? You'd better worry more about Yu Ling and Meng Jiu. As long as Yu Ling doesn't wake up, there's no need to separate her and Meng Jiu.

Meng Jiu."

Du Yiyu shook his head, with a complicated expression in his eyes, and murmured: "I'm afraid this Fantu is not as simple as we know."

"How to say?"

Du Yiyu pulled out a piece of incense from the incense burner, held it against the sandalwood in his hand, watched the small fire gradually light up another piece of sandalwood, and said slowly: "In Tianshou, people who have been buried alive have been buried alive since ancient times.

It’s just one person. And since that person chooses to live in seclusion, he will never come out easily! This Fantu... is not simple."

Jingyue frowned, snatched the sandalwood from Du Yiyu's hand, touched the incense burner and said, "What's this? Maybe Fantu just fell in love with him, or maybe Fantu played some trick to deceive him. Just

Based on this, I still don’t think that Fantu is important.”

"You're right, but when Tianshu lived in seclusion, Fantu hadn't even been born yet. How could he know how to give in to him?!"

Jingyue was stunned for a moment, then said: "So what? He can definitely know about the heaven-sent thing from Lu Hai or others."

Du Yiyu smiled faintly and said: "Others? That is a guy who gives all the gods, gods, and monsters a headache. Except Lu Hai, no one wants to talk about it and provoke that madman... And Lu Hai, he is even less likely to talk about it to others.

Since then, even if I have mentioned it, I will never detail it."

"Why?"

Du Yiyu suddenly smiled and said: "Lost in love, how could that guy Lu Hai cry out to his apprentice about his lovelorn history?"

Jingyue's mouth opened like an egg in surprise, she shook her head vigorously and yelled: "What did you say?

"Have you never seen a woman's gift of heaven?" Du Yiyu said with a smile, but the look in his eyes became a little cold - Ling Silk, he really didn't want to hear this ambitious name again!

Jingyue next to her said in a funny and good-natured tone: "That guy can also fall in love? Damn it! No wonder he came with a dark face and forced me to find out what's going on!"

"Is it so funny?" Lu Hai's voice came out from the roof without warning. Jingyue suddenly jumped up and hid beside Du Yiyu. Du Yiyu was very funny when he saw it, "You are not even afraid of me, why are you afraid?

he?"

"He's a corpse painter!" Jingyue curled her lips.

Du Yiyu said angrily: "Me too!"

Jingyue glanced at Du Yiyu, but said something that made Du Yiyu have the urge to beat him back to his original form and sell him to the zoo: "You are my mother's host!"

Du Yiyu was stunned, smiled bitterly and stood up to do it. Lu Hai banged the table exaggeratedly and laughed.

"Hi!" Lu Hai suddenly shouted: "That woman came back from Hangzhou smelling bad."

Du Yiyu turned around: "What?"

Lu Hai pried his legs and sat in front of the portrait of Taishang Laojun: "Yu Ling is with a person who is full of 'living burial' skills, and Fei Yue is also full of that stench. I don't know if it is

When did you come into contact with living burial..."

"Everyone loves to cause trouble so much!" Du Yiyu snorted coldly, opened the door and walked out.

"I, I, let's get out of here first!" Niu Zhangquan wiped the cold sweat from his palms on his clothes. His nerves were so tense that he could no longer bear any extra pressure. He just felt that he was not going crazy in the next second.

Just fainted in the next second!

Feiyue swallowed, then walked around the altar and walked to the first morgue. She looked at the feet exposed outside the white sheets, took a deep breath, slowly leaned down and went under the bed.

Look.

His eyes crossed the thin white sheets, and there was nothing in the shadows under the bed.

Feiyue breathed a sigh of relief, and just as she was about to lift her body, her eyes suddenly came into contact with something under the empty bed. Her heart tightened, and she leaned down a little more, turning her eyes away.

At that moment, her breathing almost stopped, and her whole scalp felt numb! Although the light was not very good, she could still clearly see a figure under the bed over there, clinging to the bottom of the bed like a gecko, only raising his head.

A pale and stiff face faced her with dilated pupils!

Taking a breath of cold air, Fei Yue straightened up suddenly and retreated to the window almost in embarrassment. She took a deep breath and looked at Yu Ling: "Leave, let's leave quickly!"

Although they didn't see what it was, Yu Ling and Niu Zhangquan couldn't help but shuddered, turned around and ran towards the door.

The three of them rushed out of the room in embarrassment and leaned against the wall of the corridor, breathing heavily. After a long time, Yu Ling swallowed and spit, "What's wrong?"

Fei Yue stared at the door of the room, her voice trembling slightly: "The missing one is under the bed!"

Yu Ling was stunned for a moment, took another breath, and managed to calm down and said: "Go find Meng Jiu, it's too dangerous here!"

"Yeah!" Fei Yue nodded and walked to the elevator with Yu Ling.

In the empty corridor, the sound of heels hitting the ground seemed to be several times louder than usual, making the atmosphere even more weird and tense. Suddenly, Fei Yue stopped, grabbed Yu Ling, and whispered: "Niu Zhangquan..."

"What's wrong?" Yu Ling was stunned and glanced at Niu Zhangquan: "I'm following you."

"Sound" Feiyue said nervously: "There is one missing person's footsteps."

"Footsteps?" Yu Ling was stunned and immediately understood the meaning of Fei Yue's words. She suddenly turned her head to look at Niu Zhangquan. Then, she couldn't help but take a breath of cold air, although she barely suppressed the scream that was about to come out.

But she could no longer hide her frightened expression. The next second, she heard Fei Yue next to her also make a sound of inhalation.

Niu Zhangquan stopped in a dull manner, but he was completely unconcerned about the abnormality of the two people. He stood there unsteadily, staring at his toes. And on his back, there was a man with a sunken cheek and a pale face.

The man glanced at the two women with eyes as sticky as a reptile's tongue.

It’s this man! The one who was under the bed just now is the missing body!

Fei Yue felt unspeakably uncomfortable all over her body, and she suddenly thought of something. She was stunned for a moment, not knowing what to do.

At this moment, Niu Zhangquan suddenly convulsed violently, his head swaying from side to side, as if he was trying to break away from his body. The man on the back smiled bitterly, and slowly raised the hand that was grabbing Niu Zhangquan's throat.

A birthmark that looked like a roaring human face suddenly appeared there!

Feiyue felt a chill again, but a kind of anger at being teased arose in her heart. She was about to rush forward and punch the reptile man, but she saw Niu Zhangquan's body suddenly straightened up, and the pupils of his eyes suddenly dilated.

, and fell straight to the ground face up!

Feiyue was stunned for a moment, but suddenly she felt a chill on her ankle. She lowered her head and was horrified to see the reptilian man squatting in front of her, stroking her ankle with his cold fingers.

Feiyue took a breath of cold air and felt tense all over. Everything in front of her eyes suddenly changed. Yu Ling's doubtful voice came to mind in her ears: "Did you see anything? Hey, are you okay?"

Feiyue was startled, and found that she was still in a bent posture, looking at the space under the empty morgue. She let out a long breath, as if waking up from a nightmare, and there was a very uncomfortable feeling.

Real feeling!
To be continued...