"Okay, now that we've decided, let's do this for now."

Lifting his chin arrogantly, Feng Zhibai's slender fingers pulled down his sunhat.

Looking at Han Dongping, she could already imagine the scene where ghosts and demons would fight.

I haven’t eaten melon like this in a hundred years!

One person, one ghost, and one demon.

Written in a storybook, it is comparable to the most bloody ethics drama of the year!

It's exciting just thinking about it.

Yan Kuan was walking second, and when he heard muttering from behind, he looked back and saw Feng Zhibai and Chen Xiaodao discussing something unknown, with wonderful expressions on their faces.

Slowing down his pace, he waited until the two of them came forward and then smiled and said, "Miss Feng, Mr. Chen, do you need help with anything?"

Feng Zhibai flipped a handful of broken hair in a happy mood, and Feng Zhibai hummed hypocritically: "Hmm~ Xiao Kuankuan, are you so concerned about me, maybe you suddenly have a sense of enlightenment?"

The itch in my bones moved.

Yan Kuan trembled and silently quickened his pace.

Forget it, it's better not to come forward.

Can't stand it.

"arrive."

Han Dongping's voice sounded in time.

Several people stopped and looked in Han Dongping's direction.

Just like the private villa you imagined.

Every house is surrounded by fences.

Flowers, grass and vegetables are planted in front of each house, which looks particularly lush and gives people a sense of vitality.

"Masters, please come in. My house is a little messy. Don't mind."

He took out the key from his body and opened the fence gate. He called Yan Kuan and others to go inside.

Step in.

There are flower gardens on both sides of the villa, with a cement road in the middle.

There are flowers planted in the flowerbed. Judging from the condition of the dead trees and flowers, it seems that no one has taken care of them for a long time.

Looking up at the villa.

The three-story foreign-style building looks very much like the luxurious little castle of a wealthy family in TV dramas.

"Masters please, please don't take off your shoes, just come in directly."

Opening the door of the villa, a spacious and bright living room appeared in front of several people.

There are not many things, the living room is very neat and not cluttered, and there are very few traces of life.

At first glance, you can tell that you don't usually live there for long.

Lao Mi Tou put the things in his hands on the ground and rubbed his arms. Seeing such a luxurious villa, his eyes lit up: "This villa is so big and beautiful."

He walked to the kitchen and poured a few glasses of water out: "I usually live alone. Sometimes I go out of town to do business and rarely come back, so I didn't hire a nanny because I didn't want to waste money."

"Where is the bedroom?"

Pushing away the water glass that Han Dongping placed in front of him, Feng Zhibai asked straight to the point without chatting with him.

He yelled and pointed to the master bedroom in the middle of the second floor: "That one."

"Can I go up and take a look?"

"Okay, I'll take you there."

"Need not."

Standing up, Feng Zhibai rejected Han Dongping and spoke to Chen Xiaodao: "Have you brought all the magic weapons?"

Seeing her mentioning him, Chen Xiaodao stood up and said, "It's all done."

"Go up and have a look."

After that, he turned around and headed for the stairs.

Pulling the yellow cloth bag and turning around from the sofa, when he saw Lao Mi Tou, Chen Xiaodao winked back and forth at him.

Lao Mi raised his eyebrows, and before he could ask what was wrong, he saw his mouth opening and closing, obviously saying something to himself.

Looking back at Han Dongping who was cutting fruit in the kitchen, Lao Mi Tou made an exaggerated expression, meaning to ask him: What's wrong?

Chen Xiaodao stretched his neck and leaned back hard to make a dizzy movement. Lao Mi yelled and reacted instantly.

He raised his hand and made an OK gesture to him, and someone said that he understood.

Nodding with satisfaction, he trotted to follow Feng Zhibai.

Yan Kuan sat opposite them, drinking water and observing them all the time.

Seeing the meaningless expressions of the two people, he said: I can't understand it, I can't understand it at all.

"Mr. Han, I think the wine you bought is very fragrant. Can you take it out and have a taste?"

After the two of them went up the stairs, Lao Mi Tou cleared his throat and spoke to Han Dongping who was busy in the kitchen.

"Ah? Now?"

Taking out the cut fruits and placing them on the coffee table, Han Dongping was a little puzzled: "Isn't it a bad time to drink alcohol at this time?"

Yan Kuan reached for a piece of apple, put it in his mouth and said doubtfully: "Mr. Mi, it's not appropriate to drink at this time. Aren't we going to catch ghosts later?"

"Hey, it's okay, just have a few bites. Besides, Xiaodao and the little girl are here, isn't it safe to catch ghosts?"

Lao Mi Tou chuckled, reached out and patted Yan Kuan's thigh, looking at him with wide eyes full of warning.

"What's the matter, Mr. Mi?"

Yan Kuan didn't get Lao Mi Tou's intention at all, and asked him what was wrong with concern.

Rolling his eyes, Lao Mi Tou gritted his teeth and said in a loud voice: "Yan Ju! Don't be so stingy, just a few mouthfuls, I will only taste a few mouthfuls!"

Yan Kuan's expression was full of helplessness: "It's not that I won't let you drink. It's just that it's not good to drink at this time. We still have business to do."

These two words almost made Lao Mitou anxious.

Han Dongping saw that the atmosphere between the two was not good, so he quickly stepped forward to smooth things over: "It's okay, Brother Kuan, it's just a little wine. I bought a lot, so it won't hurt if I drink a little. And you and Miss Feng and Mr. Chen are both here, so it's nothing."

Standing up, Han Dongping didn't waste any time and brought the wine in front of Lao Mi Tou.

Yan Kuan wanted to say something else, but Lao Mi used his head and hands to hold him down, and said to him anxiously: "Bureau Yan, this wine is really good. If you drink it together, you can treat it as if you are accompanying me. I

It’s boring to taste it alone.”

"Mr. Mi, let's stop messing around, okay?"

Yan Kuan was really anxious when he heard that he couldn't drink by himself and had to ask someone to drink with him.

Han Dongping was in a good mood and chuckled following Lao Mi Tou's words: "Hey, hey, Mr. Mi, look at me. Brother Kuan won't drink with you, I will drink with you. If you don't drink too much, let's have a few drinks to cheer up the mood.

All right?"

"Okay! That's great!"

Seeing that Han Dongping took the bait, Lao Mi Tou grinned with joy.

Yan Kuan sat aside and wanted to admonish them, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Lao Mi Tou immediately interrupted him, leaving him no chance to speak.

Finally, he was able to interrupt, but Lao Mi stretched out his hand and a glass of wine was handed to him.

Of course he didn't want to drink, but Han Dongping helped Lao Mitou, and the two of them talked to each other. Yan Kuan was yelled at and had no choice but to take the glass and take a symbolic sip.

After drinking, the three of them didn't stop coming.

Especially Lao Mi Tou and Han Dongping.

The two of them exchanged cups, and when they were drunk, they began to call each other brothers.

Yan Kuan sat beside them, feeling his wine glass and already feeling drunk before he even drank.

Nearly half an hour passed by going back and forth.

Feng Zhibai and Chen Xiaodao had already visited the second floor.

During this period, they discovered a magical phenomenon.

That is, the bedroom has Yin energy.

The study has a magical atmosphere.

And surprisingly, there is no overlap between these two qi!
Chapter completed!