The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

"Yes!"

"Yes!"

When the two of Cai Qi and Qi Niao heard this, they immediately rushed towards the Li ghost lying on the ground like a chicken blood. It is one thing for them to want to go up, but another thing for them to order to go up.

This ghost looks hard to deal with, but if Mr. let them go, he obviously believed them.

Thinking about it this way, would the two of them not be excited?

Seeing the two men rushed towards him, Li Gui let out a vicious cry, and quickly grabbed them with his hands. Her fingers are very slender, and her nails are almost ten centimeters long, and she seems to catch them.

Cai Qian quickly threw a talisman, which happened to fall into her hand.

Stabbed...

The blue-black hand suddenly bubbled up like hot water, and then it emitted a stench. Li Gui wailed like annoyance and pain, and his hair that had grown longer spread out, revealing his face that had been rotten to the ground.

The fight continues.

"It's time to practice the Rebirth Curse." Looking at the situation there, Wei Yan suddenly spoke, letting go of Zheng Quzhi's hand, and his voice was as cold as ever.

Out of the illusion, the two seemed to be separated a lot.

Realizing this, Zheng Qu knows that he has the illusion of being left in chaos and finally abandoned. He lowered his head and thought about it for a while before he answered, "Oh."

He whispered the string of dry spells in his mouth, and he looked at the Li Gui from time to time. He thought that his Death Curse would make Li Gui react a little, but the result was not always the case.

That Li Gui acted swiftly, without any stagnation, clearly indifferent to Zheng Quzhi's death curse.

He pursed his lips and turned his head to ask Wei Yan, "What is the use of me reading this?"

When he saw the Death Mantra, he had already passed Baidu. The Mantra was used to save the dead, but after he recited it, it had no effect.

"You are not strong enough for other things." Wei Yan looked at Zheng Quzhi's face. Seeing that he heard what he said, he seemed to get angry, so he added slowly: "For you, then It has the effect of meditation."

Zheng Quzhi choked his anger in his throat for a long time before swallowing, tugging at the corner of his mouth, and bluntly replied: "Mr. Wei, can you finish speaking in one breath next time?"

Wei Yan Liangliang glanced at him, his expression still calm: "Are you despising me again?"

Zheng Quzhi:? ? ?

Here is still talking as usual, but the situation on the other side is a bit urgent. This ghost is really hard to deal with, and both Cai Qian and Qi Yan are struggling.

Zheng Quzhi looked away with difficulty, and smiled dryly: "No, there is no dislike."

After a pause, he pointed his finger at Cai Qian, and his face was full of regret: "Wei Yan! Look at Big Brother Cai, how hard he worked! But he was still injured, and even Qi Liu didn't laugh! You think they are two. Can you fix this woman?"

Wei Yan didn't even raise his eyes, but still stared at Zheng Quzhi as before, and continued very persistently: "You just despise me."

"I didn't." Zheng Quzhi had a headache. He had to explain it several times...

A black shadow suddenly hit, Zheng Quzhi didn't even react, and suddenly a hand was placed on his waist, and the coolness poured into his skin through the thin clothes.

The hand on his waist suddenly pressed hard, and Zheng Quzhi was caught off guard and leaned toward Wei Yan. He only heard a loud noise behind his ear, he turned his head and happened to look at the woman lying on the ground.

There was a frightening hostility and murderous intent in her eyes, and just one glance made people chilling. But immediately, Zheng Quzhi saw the familiar gloom and sadness again.

The eyes suddenly darkened, and Wei Yan's voice rang in her ears: "Don't look."

"Ah ah ah ah ah ah!"

There was another scream, and Qi Yue's voice followed closely: "Damn! Dare to attack our husband! Seeking death!"

Zheng Quzhi first patted his hand on his waist. After Wei Yan released his hand, he moved his hand away and calmly looked at the woman who had become a ghost.

The woman was attacked by Qi Xu and Cai Qian, and soon fell under the wind, constantly roaring with a sharp voice. Qi Xu was still **** and violent as always, with the momentum to beat the opponent to death in every move.

The woman's mouth still makes weird sounds, probably because she has lost her language function because she hasn't spoken for too long.

This was still in the aisle. Zheng Quzhi looked out, a little worried: "Will others see us?"

As soon as the voice fell, Qi Yue kicked the woman into 404. The door fell to the ground with the woman, raising a cloud of dust. Zheng Quzhi was choked and coughed a few times, and took a look inside.

The furnishings inside are actually the same as before. Zheng Quzhi snorted and then said: "Hey, when her son has been for so long, she is still a bit sad looking at her like this."

"Get used to it." After speaking, Wei Yan pursed his lips, and stretched out his hand to pull Zheng Quzhi: "If you really don't want to see it, then we can go to 304 first."

Zheng Qu knew that his eyes were quick to avoid Wei Yan's hand, reminding him: "We are no longer children. We can't hold hands casually. People will misunderstand that it is gay."

Wei Yan retracted his hand and said coldly: "What is giving?"

hiss--

Zheng Quzhi took a breath, glanced at Wei Yan with complicated eyes, and waved his hand: "Forget it, let's walk around, let's go to 304."

Since you want to fulfill the corpse wish, you can only go to 304 to find the passbook. Thinking of this, he was a little worried. Five years later, he didn't know if the passbook was still there...

Wei Yan frowned slightly, and saw that Zheng Quzhi had already walked to the stairwell, with a hint of fleeing in his back. He lowered his eyebrows, and his curiosity about the unfamiliar word became even greater.

"Huh?" Zheng Qu knew his footsteps after finding that Wei Yan hadn't followed, then turned his head: "Wei Yan?"

His eyelashes trembled slightly, and he raised his eyes.

Zheng Quzhi is carrying the light, behind the dim stairs, so the expression on his face is not very real, but he must be looking at him with puzzlement and concern.

The person in front of him and the person in his memory gradually overlapped, and Wei Yan's hand gradually clenched into a fist and walked towards him.

There is only Zheng Quzhi in the world. As long as Wei Yan's name is called, Wei Yan will walk towards him without hesitation, as if he was caught in an evil.

***

The third floor is also unpopular. The floors on this floor are all gloomy. No wonder it will be demolished.

Stopping at door 304, Zheng Quzhi looked up. The movement upstairs is a bit loud, and you can hear the sound of something hitting the wall on the third floor.

Needless to say, it must be Qi Xie who smashed the wall with the woman again. Zheng Quzhi shuddered, remembering Qi Ye's previous methods of dealing with dirty things, and immediately forced himself not to think about it, and said to Wei Yan, "Could there be dirty things in this room?"

As soon as the voice fell, the temple hurts like a needle.

"Damn..." If someone puts a needle in his head, his head must be densely packed with pinholes. With pain and dizziness, Zheng Quzhi's figure shook, and a strong hand covered his arm.