"Do your men live here?" Ling Jiuhao looked at the old building in front of him, which was no less impressive than the public village house where Chen You lived.

"How is it possible? My subordinates are so shabby. This guy sold his original residence before his new house was renovated, so he only lives here temporarily."

Guan Zu also followed Ling Jiuhao's example and looked up at the building, and found that there was indeed a strong Yin energy hovering above the building.

"It's true that the yin energy is very strong. I really don't understand how he could suddenly get into trouble with this thing? Let's go, finish the matter as soon as possible and call it a day." Guan Zu sighed and walked towards the building.

Ling Jiuhao was not as optimistic as Guan Zu. He frowned and added, "Don't be careless. I feel that this Yin Qi is unusual.

The evil spirit and resentment mixed in it have almost overtaken the original Yin energy. It seems that this ghost has killed many people."

Guan Zu was also a little confused when he heard this. He had not heard of any major cases recently. The one with the most deaths was the fight between Su Xiong and Hong Xing, but those people were actually hacked to death and had nothing to do with ghosts.

"Let's go! No matter what kind of monsters or monsters you are, they will all be destroyed by my thunder."

After Guan Zu finished speaking, he raised his right hand to show it, and saw arcs of electricity flashing across his fingertips, forcing the Yin Qi surrounding him to retreat far away.

Watson lives on the eighteenth floor, and Guan Zu is not willing to take the stairs.

So even though I knew in my heart that the elevator was a frequent place for supernatural events, I still walked into the elevator resolutely.

I don't know if the elevator in this old building is too old. It makes a squeaking sound when you walk on it. It sounds very scary in the middle of the night.

"Did you hear it?"

"What did you hear? Isn't it just that the elevator is a little old? It's not a big problem."

Ling Jiuhao in the elevator suddenly asked Guan Zu, which made Guan Zu a little confused.

"Listen carefully, someone is singing!"

After Ling Jiuhao finished speaking, Guan Zu frowned and listened carefully.

Not to mention, when I calmed down, besides the strange noise of the elevator, there was indeed a female voice singing.

And as the elevator slowly rose, the singing became clearer and clearer. Guan Zu unconsciously imitated the singing and read out the lyrics.

"When the husband is in the heart, the concubine is heartbroken. What kind of song is this? It's so weird at night."

"This is a Shaoxing opera. I remember it was called "Selling Meat to Raise Orphans." Ling Jiuhao sang a few words as he spoke.

Guan Zu didn't feel it at first, but now that he heard the clear version of Ling Jiuhao's live performance, a figure flashed across his mind unconsciously.

"No way, how could Watson mess with this guy?"

Guan Zu's words stunned Ling Jiuhao, "Why, do you know this ghost?"

Guan Zu smiled bitterly, Chu people are so beautiful! He was so famous in his previous life, how could he not recognize her?

"It seems you were right. Watson is in big trouble this time."

Guan Zu thought of Chu Renmei. Before, he thought this female ghost was just scary in appearance.

But after I truly learned the secrets of Maoshan and learned more about the supernatural world, I finally understood.

Even in a world where monsters and monsters were rampant, Auntie Mei's rank would have been top-notch.

Don't think that he is weak just because he can do magic tricks to scare people, or because he only controls others to commit suicide.

You must know that the human heart is the most complex thing. Being able to control the human heart is already very revealing.

Moreover, she does not simply confuse people, but directly controls them to die, which requires strong professional qualities.

Moreover, she killed people much faster and more violently than in the story Guan Zu knew.

You must know that when she just became a guild, she had a record of killing more than 60 people in three days.

Of course, these are not the key points. The scariest thing about Auntie Mei is that she is so hard to guard against.

Guan Zu remembered that anyone who drank water that came into contact with her true form would be marked by her and come to demand their lives.

You don't even know when you provoked her, and when she comes to your door, you won't have anywhere to hide.

What's even more troublesome for Guan Zu is that as long as her true identity is not found, there is no way to completely eliminate her.

Just like if I go to save Watson now, even if I eliminate this beautiful aunt, I can only protect him for a while, and then another clone will come back at any time?

Moreover, Guan Zu still remembered that Aunt Mei’s true form had already formed an existence similar to a ghost realm.

If you want to touch her, you have to go through her ghost realm first. If you want to fight her in her ghost realm, you will know how difficult it is just to think about it.

But it's too early to think about dealing with Chu Renmei now. After all, Watson is still waiting for him at home, and the first priority now is to save his life.

Soon, the elevator reached the 18th floor. Apart from Auntie Mei's vague singing voice, there was nothing else happening along the way.

Regarding this point, Guan Zu felt that Aunt Mei was indeed quite honest in what she did. She would generally not take the initiative to attack people who had not drank her bath water.

When we arrived at the door of Watson's house, the thick yin energy had already begun to overflow from the crack in the door. It seemed that Aunt Mei was very angry that she had not taken his life for so long.

Just as Guan Zu was about to knock on the door, he was unexpectedly pulled back by Ling Jiuhao.

"It's better to be careful, in case he is deceived and thinks you are a ghost."

Ling Jiuhao didn't say much, but Guan Zu understood what he meant. You must know that the four groups of them are equipped with guns at any time. If Watson, this kid, is obsessed with ghosts and shoots at him, it will be a joke.

Turn it up.

Although I had just practiced Lightning Thunder Fist today and was full of confidence in my heart, the laborious task of catching bullets with my body had never been considered.

"Then what should I do? I don't know if the phone call can still be connected if the yin energy is so strong now." Guan Zu said, took out the phone and dialed Watson.

"When a man is in his heart, I am in a heartbroken state."

The call was connected, but Guan Zu was also startled by Aunt Mei's singing voice that suddenly came from the other end of the phone.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I have no choice but to force myself to do it. Are you okay now?"

Guan Zu said, moving his body and preparing to forcefully break the door.

Ling Jiuhao tacitly leaned against the door, rolled up his sleeves, and prepared to deal with emergencies.

With a "bang" sound, Guan Zu used all his strength, and the iron security door fell directly from the outside inward.

It was obvious that the lights were still on downstairs, but now the room was completely dark.

"Watson, are you still alive? Where are you hiding? Come out quickly!"

Just as Guan Zu shouted, he saw a flash of silver light and quickly turned sideways to avoid it.

I saw a fruit knife stuck in the door of the house opposite.

"Holy shit! How dare you, kid, take action against me? I'm telling you, your future is gone. Just be prepared to guard the pond!"

Although he said this, Guan Zu quickly exchanged a look with Ling Jiuhao.

It's not that Guan Zu looked down on Watson, but that knife blow just now was not something Watson could pull off.

You must know that although this building is old, the doors used are the same ones that Guan Zu just kicked down.

To insert a fruit knife into such an iron door requires strength that ordinary people cannot have.

"The husband is in the heart, and the concubine is in the heart..." At this time, Watson's voice came from the room.

This old man pinched his throat and imitated Chu Renmei's accent, which sounded even scarier to Guan Zu than the original version.

At this time, Ling Jiuhao turned on the flashlight on his cell phone and slid into Watson's house.

With the light of the flashlight, Guan Zu and Ling Jiuhao finally saw clearly what was going on in the room.

I saw Watson standing in front of the TV, using the closed TV as a mirror, and painting himself in opera makeup in front of the mirror.

There were still several traces of burning talismans on his body.

On his shoulder, the last half of the talisman was slowly burning upwards. Fortunately, there was no open flame in this talisman, so you could see a red line of fire at the edge shrinking inwards.

"It seems that my charm is still somewhat effective. Otherwise, instead of throwing a fruit knife at me, he might have thrown himself from the upstairs!"

After saying that, Guan Zu rushed into the room directly, with thunder and lightning in his hands, and he was next to Watson in an instant.

"You are really blind. You don't have a good look. You even dare to touch my people. Sooner or later you will be wiped out."

Just as Watson was about to make a move, Guan Zu punched him in the chest, causing him to fly to the sofa.

And following Guan Zu's fist, Watson's whole body seemed to be electrified, and he began to shake on the sofa.

Soon, streaks of black energy began to emerge from his nose and mouth along with the lightning.

"Your Lightning Thunder Fist is really the nemesis of evil spirits. The effect makes me a little jealous."

Ling Jiuhao also entered the room at some point, looking at Watson who was still twitching on the sofa, with a look of sympathy on his face: "This kid is also unlucky. Yin energy has entered his body, and this time he was possessed by a female ghost. This is very...

It hurts your vitality and may make it difficult to have children in the future!"

"It's okay, his wife has been pregnant for a long time, so it doesn't matter even if he dies from now on, he just devotes himself to work." Guan Zu thought of Watson guarding a beautiful wife, but he was helpless.

, and suddenly started joking.

"No! Sir Guan, help me, you must have something to do, right? Ugh..."

Watson on the sofa made a weak sound, but before he could finish speaking, he immediately fell to the ground and vomited.

A large amount of black liquid was seen spitting out from his mouth, and for a while the whole room was filled with a fishy smell.

Guan Zu and Ling Jiuhao glanced at each other with disgust and immediately retreated to the balcony.
To be continued...