Metaphysics Live Room: The host is the contract husband

"This bitch really did it. The other party even gave her a bag. Is the lady's sleepwalking incident related to her? It's just a few hairs, what use can it have."

Su Chen flipped through the chat logs, feeling a chill growing on his body. He said in a deep voice, "It's very useful. If someone has bad intentions, they can use their hair to temporarily control a person."

"That is, they control the other person while they are asleep. It looks like they are sleepwalking, but in fact, someone is controlling them behind the scenes."

Aunt Wang looked terrified and asked cautiously, "Sir, will the young lady be controlled again next time?"

"No, I have a way to break it."

His eyes fell on Shen Ying, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, his expression indifferent: "Auntie Wang, fire this person, he is not needed in the villa, he is a traitor."

"Yes, this matter is all my fault. I failed to supervise it properly."

Su Chen waved his hand, stood up, and was about to leave with the person in his arms: "There's something complicated behind this. It's not something you can prevent, Aunt Wang. I didn't notice it. Don't worry, I'll solve it soon."

Wang Ma looked at his back, feeling extremely guilty. She slapped Shen Ying in the face with her backhand, her eyes stern: "You're such a traitor, how high is the monthly salary offered by the young lady?"

"You actually helped an outsider to plot against the young lady. Come, pack up her things and get out of here."

in the room

Su Chen put the person on the bed, pinched his fingers together, and a faint line appeared in front of him, connecting to Qin Wushuang. It was obvious who was holding the other end.

A murderous intent flashed in his eyes: "Okay, very good, I won't go looking for you, but you come to me and seek death."

"Auntie Wang, go upstairs with Uncle Fu and keep an eye on Wushuang in the room. I'm going to go out and catch him."

[Yes, uncle.]

After Su Chen finished arranging things, he packed up his things, went out with his bag on his back, and drove along the line, looking for the place he was looking for...

On the other side, several people in combat uniforms were driving a car following the compass and heading in this direction.

"Old Sun, are you sure that the evil cultivator is in this direction? He can't have made a mistake, right? Why are we getting further and further away? I'm feeling a little uneasy. Who can tell me whether we can survive today?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped on the forehead.

The Special Group is an organization specially established in China to solve those supernatural phenomena. They do not appear on weekdays, but when they appear, it means that there is a ghost somewhere.

[Captain Sun Cheng'an is calm and cautious. Vice Captain Xie Chuan is a Taoist priest from the Xuan Sect. Team member Lin Rui is an information officer. Yun Xiaoxiao comes from a formation sect and has a lively and outgoing personality. Twin brothers Mo Wen and Mo Wu are responsible for the fighting power.]

"Shut up, Old Lin, you can't speak, so you can just be mute. What do you mean you can't live? Since ancient times, evil has never prevailed over good. That evil cultivator can't be our opponent."

"...Old Xie, your ability to comfort people is getting better and better, but my intuition is a little uneasy."

"That's because your intuition is wrong. Once we deal with this evil cultivator, I don't know how much merit we will gain. When we have a deeper level of cultivation, we won't be afraid of these evil demons anymore."

"Be quiet. If you can't speak, be quiet."

With a squeak, the car stopped in front of the villa.

Su Chen raised his head and glanced at the villa shrouded in black air. He climbed over the wall and entered the villa. He pushed open the door and squinted his eyes at the people sitting in the hall.

Feng Si turned his head and licked his scarlet lips.

"Well, the guests have arrived. They arrived much faster than I expected. It's a pity that the other one hasn't arrived yet."

"Tsk tsk, you're just a little white lotus, how could she be interested in you? I heard you know some Taoist magic, so you're in the same boat, why not have a fight and see who's more powerful?"

Su Chen pretended not to hear, strode over and sat down directly. The two faced each other with equal momentum.

Feng Si twitched his nose and said sarcastically, "You are so lucky to get married to such a lucky person. With her as your yin and yang partner, your cultivation will increase very quickly."

"Oh, it really makes people envious and jealous... and hateful!"

Feng Si felt provoked when he saw that he was silent, and his face darkened: "Why don't you say anything? Do you look down on me? Haha, righteous cultivators are really annoying when they see you."