"Mr. Qiu?"

Luo Yuer was surprised.

In mid-air, the scholar in white clothes has disheveled hair, his pale face is covered with bloody veins, and thousands of snake-shaped black energy are swimming around his body:

"I think I, Qiu Sheng, have been studying hard for more than 20 years, but I haven't been able to fulfill my wish. You, a little girl, just want your dream to come true?

What a joke, what a big joke..."

The scholar's face suddenly turned ferocious, and he shouted:

"Bring all your energy here!!"

From the black mist, dozens of bloody hands flew out, carrying layers of black energy, and swept towards Luo Yuer's body!

Luo Yuer understood.

This is evil!

She wanted to move, but her limbs seemed to be locked by something and she couldn't move.

"Dad, my daughter is unfilial and I can't save you!"

Luo Yuer closed her eyes.

"Hey, hey, hey, I said you're a nerd, making a lot of noise in the middle of the night, don't you guys in this neighborhood need to sleep?"

Above his head, a laugh rang out.

It's Zhao Han.

A ray of pale yellow light fell from the sky, illuminating the surrounding area as brightly as day. Those bloody hands shook violently due to this light and turned into blue smoke and disappeared.

The black energy on Qiu Sheng's body rose, blocking all the yellow light:

"Who dares to stop me?!"

"Don't worry about who I am," Zhao Han's voice said, "Let me ask you first. Tell me, everything was fine before, but why did you suddenly endanger others?

Is it those people who offended you?"

"Harming people?"

Qiu Sheng sneered, and his face wrapped in black energy became ferocious:

"In today's world, the powerful are in power and the common people are suffering. Ordinary people from ordinary backgrounds will never get ahead no matter how hard they work.

But look, what do these so-called ‘powerful people’ and ‘superiors’ look like?

The merchant couple were mean, greedy for money, and had evil intentions.

That military officer was lewd, lustful, rude and rude.

And that civil servant also hid a sharp weapon and wanted to kill people and gain goods.

The world has become so despicable because there are too many powerful people, profiteers, corrupt officials, despicable and shameless people who are unjust for profit.

Don’t such people deserve to die?!”

"Understood."

Zhao Han snapped his fingers:

"Then let me ask you again, although this girl below is a little stupid, from the moment you walked in tonight, she has always spoken for you and has not done anything bad.

Why do you want to hurt her?"

"this……"

The veins on Qiu Sheng's face swelled, as if blood was about to spurt out:

"Lots of nonsense! Do you want to trap me, Qiu Sheng, with this little Taoist technique?!"

The scholar in white was filled with black energy, and he suddenly turned into a monster with a giant body and a green face and fangs, breaking through the yellow light and rushing towards the direction of Zhao Han's voice!

Luo Yuer also recognized who the voice was:

"careful!!"

"'Careful' three more times, girl, thank you."

Amidst the laughter, Zhao Han's voice became as loud as a bell, deafening:

"Mysterious light shines through, all ghosts hide themselves, break!"

Above the head, the pale yellow light suddenly became strong, condensing into a huge pillar of light, overwhelming the sky and the earth, pouring down!

The green-faced monster seemed to have met its nemesis. The black energy all over its body was shaken away, and it froze in mid-air, its body shrinking continuously.

"This incident didn't happen because of my autumn life, but it made me exhausted.

The sky has no eyes, the world is unfair!!"

Amid the screams, the yellow light, black energy and monster collided, making a loud noise that was deafening!

Luo Yuer felt her eyes suddenly light up and fainted.

…

…

The breeze blows on my face, it's cool and very comfortable.

Luo Yuer opened her eyes.

The house is still there, the morning light spreads across the valley, and the sky is bright.

Zhao Han stood right in front of him, and the stone statue and the pool were gone.

"Are you awake?" Zhao Han said.

"Where is this place?" Luo Yu'er said, "Didn't I fall into the pool? Where is the pool?"

"The magic of ghosts and illusions is also a blind trick, do you understand?"

"A blind trick? Oh, so the pool and the stone statues are all fake. Mr. Na Qiu..."

"You mean that 'resentful mandrill'?"

"What's 'elimination'?"

"The "Collections of Demons and Demons" records that 'resentful mandrills', as the Buddhist scriptures say in 'Daposa', are ghosts in the mountains. They are formed due to excessive resentment during life and lingering souls after death. They feed on the yin energy in the mountains and are good at

The art of ghost transformation rarely attacks strangers.'"

"Mr. Qiu, is he a ghost?"

"That's right." Zhao Han said.

Luo Yuer thought of the monster last night:

"But didn't you say that the book said it rarely attacks strangers? Then why did Mr. Qiu do that last night?"

"Good questions, ask them."

Beside Zhao Han, four people were lying on the ground. They were the wealthy businessman and his wife, the civil servant and the military attaché Chang Meng, with their eyes closed and their faces as black as coal.

The wealthy businessman was holding a knife, but the black bag on his waist was empty.

The civil servant held a dagger in his hand, shining with a cold light.

There were blood stains on both sharp weapons, and there were several wounds on both of their bodies, and the blood had solidified.

"The resentful mandrill rarely harms people," Zhao Han said, "but if it receives any severe stimulation from the outside world, its resentment will aggravate and it will instantly turn into a heartless murderous ghost."

Last night, when the civil servant saw that precious painting, he became greedy and deliberately asked Qiu Sheng to take it to admire other paintings.

In the backyard, after Qiu Sheng took out other paintings, the civil servant pulled out a dagger and wanted to kill someone and seize the treasure.

But who knew he wasn't the only one who wanted to do this?

"And there's this guy, right?"

Luo Yu'er looked at the knife in the wealthy businessman's hand and remembered the way this man was always digging things out of the black bag last night.

"That's right," Zhao Han said, "This fat pig is obviously a stingy man. His face changes as soon as he says a few words to others, and he also speaks foul language.

Why did he suddenly become so generous and willing to pay a lot of money for paintings?"

"I knew he was weird."

Luo Yu'er said, I understand, he raised the price deliberately and wanted to trick Mr. Qiu into taking out all the other paintings.

Zhao Han was right, this guy came up and said he would bring out any good things, as if he already knew that Qiu Sheng still had good things.

And his concubine.

She kept pestering her to go to another man's bedroom, but her stingy husband not only didn't get angry, but also urged her to go. What did they want to do?

Luo Yuer understood:

"They must know that Mr. Qiu has a treasure at home and want to snatch it.

But they were just passing by, how could they know?"
To be continued...