Something happened. This is not going to be bloody.

Little Hu's family took out all the cash in the house and put about 5,000 yuan into a red envelope. Hu's father put the red envelope in his pocket and prepared to give it to the child.

The family witnessed Xiao Hu's incredible appearance and watched him leave in the vortex. Although they were not completely relieved, it helped them to get out of their illusory grief.

Mother Hu sat on the sofa, rubbing her hands nervously and asking, "I wonder what the immortal is called? What will happen to Xiao Hu in the future?"

Zhou Leng replied: "I hope we won't meet again in the future, so there is no need to exchange names. Xiao Hu will be reincarnated in the future. At least he hasn't become an evil ghost now. Maybe you two are destined to be together, and your next child may be the reincarnation of his soul."

Mother Hu was a little excited. She wanted to ask more and even wanted to pray to the immortal for help.

Zhou Leng raised his hand to interrupt what she was about to say, then stood up and prepared to leave.

Mr. Hu quickly came over and gave out the red envelope.

Zhou Leng took the red envelope without hesitation and threw it into her pocket. She looked at the other party and said, "Actually, I just need to send Xiao Hu away. It is indeed beyond my duty to let you two meet. I will accept this money."

"Take care, Xiao Hu is still in your care."

Zhou Leng waved his hand and left.

After closing the door, the Hu family sat on the sofa for a long time in silence.

Grandma Hu gritted her teeth and said, "It's really not my eyes that are blurry today, it's not that I miss my grandson too much, you all saw it, didn't you? My grandson is still wearing the clothes he wore that day, right?"

Grandpa Hu patted his wife's shoulder and said firmly: "You are not mistaken, that is my grandson."

Mother Hu had already started crying, and the whole family slowly started crying with their heads in their arms.

Maybe you can slowly get out of it after suffering.

But Zhou Leng left the Hu family and walked under the street light. She took down the live camera, patted her face and said, "Today's live broadcast is over. From now on, I will broadcast anything that happens to Diao Diao live."

After the live broadcast ended, Zhou Leng took a taxi home.

Lord Wuchang gave the original body a cultivation manual, but the original body was too lazy and her cultivation had been stagnant. She first felt the aura in this world that she was not familiar with, and then carefully studied the cultivation manual.

After a night of practice, Zhou Leng stretched herself and prepared to catch up on some sleep. The downside of this method was that she had to stay awake and could only practice at night, so she might have to live a life of day and night reversal in the future.

It was already past three in the afternoon when she opened her eyes again. Zhou Leng quickly got up, washed up, and went out to find food. Before leaving, she checked her phone out of habit. More than twenty missed calls made her blink blankly.

I saw clearly that the caller ID was Teng Hui, the original body's only good friend.

Zhou Leng called back.

After the call was connected, a man roared:

"Fang Xin, you really make me worry. You know what I told you, don't ignore the phone. You are a lonely person, no one will know if you die or stink, but you don't answer my call."

Zhou Leng said calmly: "I'm too tired. I stayed up all night to broadcast live yesterday. From now on, I will hardly answer the phone during the day. Let's contact each other in the evening."

The other party continued to roar: "If you hadn't said it, I would have forgotten it. What's wrong with your brain? The beauty live broadcast has become ghost hunting. Look at how many fans you lost overnight. The top brother on the list is gone. You are still performing ghost hunting. I think your brain is really crazy."

Zhou Leng changed the subject and asked, "Is there something you want to talk to me about?"

"I have a show tonight, please come visit me, my assistant has asked for leave."

Zhou Leng replied: "I'm not free today."

"I'm busy, dad. I'll send you the address. Don't be late."

Zhou Leng looked at the address in the text message. He happened to be passing by the place he was going to. In order to maintain his image, he had to go and be an assistant to his good friend.

Teng Hui is a model with a great figure and a recognizable appearance. When the two met, Zhou Leng raised his head and looked at him and said, "Brother Hui, what time do you guys finish? I still have things to do."

Teng Hui said: "Why, you still want to go live to catch ghosts."

Zhou Leng looked at his tight pants, long legs and delicate makeup. She nodded in understanding and said nonchalantly, "I have something else to do anyway."

Teng Hui rolled his eyes, but didn't say anything else. Instead, he looked at her with disdain and said, "Okay, come with me to the backstage."

Zhou Leng followed Teng Hui to the backstage of the fashion show. Looking at the tall men and women walking around in thin clothes, she felt like an ugly duckling that fell into Swan Lake.

When she arrived at the changing room where Teng Hui was, Zhou Leng thought it would be an independent room, but she didn't expect there were six or seven men and women inside. She had a hunch that her job today might be to watch a group of naked men and women change clothes, and help them zip up.

Halfway through the show, Zhou Leng heard screams and panicked running sounds from backstage. She stood up and quickly ran towards the source of the sound. She saw a female model suddenly pick up a wooden frame beside her and start beating people like a madman.

Zhou Leng took out a talisman from her backpack, moved her hands slightly, walked through the crowd, and stuck a talisman on the woman's forehead. She determined that there was an evil spirit causing trouble.

Zhou Leng thought that the evil ghost that his original body missed seemed to be not dead yet, so where did this evil ghost come from.

Everyone around was terrified. Looking at the person who was standing still with the talisman on his forehead, they looked at each other strangely and then began to tremble. Could this really be a ghost?

A group of people quickly retreated and gathered together, leaving a clearing.

Zhou Leng put her backpack on the ground and took out a 20-centimeter-long bronze sword from it. It was the magic weapon given to her by Lord Wuchang.

She looked at the soul inside the model's body and said, "You dare to do evil in my territory, you are really looking for death."

Everyone saw Zhou Leng posing in a strange posture, then he cut his palm with the bronze sword, the sword was stained with blood, and then he stabbed the sword into the female model's heart, but the female model was unharmed.

There seemed to be an energy fluctuation that caused the last bit of space to vibrate, the lights flickered, and then suddenly fell into darkness.

“Aaaaaah…”

Screams filled the air, then became quiet as footsteps quickened.

Zhou Leng had just arrived not long ago, and her current strength was not enough to destroy the evil ghost. She could only barely put him into a temporary magic weapon and leave quickly.

The talisman on the female model's forehead dissipated into ashes, and she woke up. The dark environment made her look around in a daze.

When you get home, close the door and turn off your phone.

Zhou Leng quickly sent a distress signal to Lord Wuchang.

Zhou Leng could only cast spells on the bottle containing the magic weapon to maintain the confinement. It was not until her face turned pale and her body began to sweat that a ghost dressed in white came to her home.