The sacred tree is about to pass, and the cannon fodder's wish countdown is coming

Han Feng was unconscious for a short time before the anxiety about his life coming to his senses brought him back to his senses.

However, what surprised and frightened him was that none of the horrific acts that he had imagined the evil spirits might inflict on him actually happened.

At this moment, the surroundings were frighteningly quiet, as if time had stood still. Only a slight and strange rustling sound could be heard from time to time beside him.

Han Feng turned his head nervously and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Upon seeing this, he couldn't help but gasp.

I saw a man wearing an antique and colorful purple Hanfu sitting on the cold floor, concentrating on fiddling with the camera that Xiao Qian had just dropped into the lobby on the first floor.

Next to him lay the unconscious Xiao Qian.

The man's long hair, which was tied up high and fell like a waterfall, fell to the ground smoothly like black satin, without any sign of wearing a wig.

At this moment, as if feeling the gaze of Han Feng after he woke up, the man from System Zixiao slowly turned his head.

In an instant, a pair of deep and mysterious purple eyes shot straight at Han Feng, scaring Han Feng so much that he trembled all over and could hardly move at all.

"You're awake." Zixiao spoke with his head tilted.

He raised his chin slightly and pointed at Xiao Qian who was lying unconscious beside him.

"The guy next to you has been unconscious for a long time. Do you want to wake him up?"

It would be bad if I died then.

After hearing Zixiao's words, the muscles on Han Feng's face twitched involuntarily, and he looked like a "half-dead person".

In this state, I might as well die.

Before they could deal with the red-clothed female ghost, a purple-clothed male ghost appeared...

Why are there so many ghosts in this villa? Has he entered a haunted house?

And the guy lying on the bed, I don't know if he's a human or a ghost...

Seeing that he was unmoved, Zixiao took the initiative to walk forward with the camera.

He just raised his head slightly, straightened his back, and deliberately put on an immortal and mysterious posture.

"Don't be afraid. I'm not an evil ghost, but a deity from the fairyland. I will never harm you."

As he spoke, he seriously reached out and stroked the non-existent beard on his chin, and his voice was a little ethereal.

"I guess there's a vicious and cruel ghost chasing you right now, right?"

"However, if you can pay a small price, I can help you. Not only will I save your life, but I can also save this little brother beside you."

After hearing this, Han Feng was skeptical.

It’s simple, Zixiao really can’t pretend to be one.

Those rolling eyes showed that he was full of ulterior motives and looked like a villain who had succeeded.

But he said that he could deal with the female ghost in red, so Han Feng was willing to pretend that he was deceived by him.

"what do you want?"

At this moment, Zixiao could no longer suppress her inner excitement. Her eyes lit up instantly, and she couldn't wait to point at the camera in her arms and said, "This, I just want this camera!"

"can!"

Although it is not Han Feng's thing, I believe that the owner of the camera, Xiao Qian, will not care so much when it comes to his life.

So Han Feng readily agreed on behalf of the unconscious Xiao Qian.

Zixiao was also good at getting things done for money, so he went there in a heroic and high-spirited manner.

He is a sword spirit formed by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth. He has practiced Taoism for nearly two thousand years. Of course, he cannot be compared with a ghost with less than a hundred years of practice.

So he quickly subdued the red-clothed ghost and threw it casually on the floor of the room.

The evil ghost seemed to have transformed into a harmless little lamb at this moment, and its terrifying and mottled face turned into a charming and pretty girl, but the paleness of her complexion became a burden to her charming temperament.

"Xiaoshi, how should we deal with this?"

Whenever Zixiao encounters something difficult to decide, he always asks Lu Shi for his opinion.

Lu Shi, who was lying on the bed, moved his eyelids, slowly opened his eyes, and straightened up.

Her deep gaze fell on the female ghost, and her eyebrows drooped slightly.

The female ghost felt as if a huge mountain was pressing down on her, making it hard for her to breathe, and she was scared from the bottom of her heart.

So she began to hurriedly justify her actions.

"Sir, spare your life!"

"I am not an unforgivable criminal. Please give me a chance to explain myself."

Oh? There's a story to tell.

Lu Shi raised his eyebrows and signaled the female ghost to continue.

The female ghost was originally a lady from a wealthy family. After studying abroad, she accepted new ideas and came back ready to serve the motherland and contribute to the country.

But before her ambitions were realized, she was followed after attending a dinner party and was brutally murdered along with her family. The man also took over her family's property and villa.

And those people were not robbers who robbed the country's territory, nor were they bandits who wanted to destroy the country, but her compatriots whom she wanted to protect.

The moment she knew the truth, her resentment reached its peak.

So she turned into a ghost and killed all of them.

The villa was therefore abandoned for some time.

But later on, some people did not learn their lesson and wanted to take the villa for themselves again.

So she resorted to the same old trick.

First they try to scare people away, and if that doesn’t work, their fate is death.

She admitted that she was a little angry today, mainly because she was helpless when Lu Shi moved in, so she took out her anger on Han Feng...

As she said this, she carefully observed Lu Shi's expression, and was relieved when she found that she didn't seem angry.

Lu Shi pondered for a moment, but still didn't know how to deal with it.

This doesn't seem to be her business...

Or, should we call the Black and White Impermanence up?

It seemed a bit troublesome. She had no relationship with them, and if she wanted to call them, she would have to go through hell.

Don't want to call...

After thinking about it, Lu Shi put her into the Qiankun bag.

Let’s hand it in together next time.

In this way, Lu Shi accepted his first little ghost.

Seeing such a powerful evil spirit being subdued so easily, a trace of fear suddenly flashed through Han Feng's heart.

This is too terrible!

If he could subdue the evil spirits, then dealing with him would be a piece of cake!

Can he still leave the villa?

Han Feng's face was full of anxiety and his body was shaking like a sieve.

But it wasn't long before he felt relieved.

Sure enough, the alarm bell that rings when the police go on duty is the most powerful weapon!

Not only did it deter the bad guys from acting rashly, it also soothed his little heart that was about to explode with fear.

So 8 hours after Lu Shi left the police station, she was taken back to the police station again.

"Name."

"Lu Shi."

Hearing this, the policeman paused and looked up at the person in front of him carefully.

"Oh, little Taoist priest, it's you again."