Chen Qian, who was deceived and moved by the scammer, gradually faded away.

"So what's wrong?" Lu Li asked him.

Chen Qian recovered as before in a flash and said seriously: "I have been with you for three years. During this period, I haven't encountered a real supernatural incident, but since you met that ghost messenger a week ago... do you understand what I said?"

Lu Li knew that he even discovered it a long time ago.

The five-year-old detective agency has never encountered supernatural events. All the turning points were a week ago - after that night, supernatural events followed one after another.

During this period, he hit a ghost when he went out.

But he had no one to ask, so he had to give up.

Chen Qian also realized that he had asked an unsolved mystery and shrugged and gave up.

Not long after, Chen Qian slipped out and went to get the kitchen knife he had booked from the live chicken kill.

The sun was shining outside the window, and the detective agency was so quiet, and it lasted for a while.

As noon approached, Chen Qian came back, holding a hard object wrapped in a newspaper in his arms.

Dang--

Lu Li took the packaging on the table and pushed it apart layer by layer, and a bloody smell that could not be concealed came to his face.

Unlike the bloodstains I imagined, the kitchen knife is very clean. The only difference from the brand new kitchen knife is that the blade is dimmer and matte, and several inconspicuous gaps on the blade.

"Try finding a ghost to poke it?" Chen Qian came over.

"I'll know it tonight."

Lu Li pulled open the drawer and put away the kitchen knife.

Before dusk in the evening, Sun Yan appeared outside the detective agency early.

Bixian is a game with more than two people, and Sun Yan is not suitable for participating in it, so Lu Li brought Chen Qian with him in this operation.

Lu Li brought all his weapons, and the three went downstairs and sat on the old-fashioned Xiali.

When he started the car, Lu Jiekou was rolling open the window and asked, "Where is the address?"

"Purple Moon Garden."

"Huh?" Chen Qian, the co-pilot, turned around in surprise. "Is it the community next to Guluo Street?"

"Yes, what's wrong..."

Chen Qian glanced at Lu Li, and saw his unspeakable desire, he quickly shook his head: "...it's nothing."

Sun Yan subconsciously felt something was wrong and couldn't ask, so he had to put it in his heart.

When he drove into the lane, the traffic flowed on the road, and the atmosphere in the car was quiet and awkward. Chen Qian turned on the radio and wanted to liven up the atmosphere.

[There is an incredible light on my body~ Take out the extremely sharp one quickly—]

Chen Qianshou turned off the radio in a hurry.

The atmosphere is even more awkward.

Half an hour later, Xia Li turned into Ziyueyuan Community and stopped in front of Building B.

"It's this." Sun Yan spoke.

Pushing the door and getting out of the car, Sun Yan led the way, and Chen Qian followed behind.

Lu Li locked the car door and looked up at the distance.

Here you can see the front of Building C. Under the upcoming night, a blackened exterior wall and hollow window on the third floor are as dark as ink.

They were both half a year ago, both in the same community, and were defined as accidental death and suicide... Is there any connection between the two?

"I won't buy this community in the future." Chen Qian muttered something.

Yang Chunxue's house is in Unit 3 611. Sun Yan intends to bypass an area at the door before going upstairs.

Lu Li's eyes fell on the ground, and the stone bricks covered with a layer of gray soil could no longer see the traces of the past.

"You stay here."

Before going upstairs, Lu Li called Sun Yan.

"If there is really a Pen Xian, I may not be able to protect you during the battle."

Having an ordinary person present would make Lu Li unable to use it, and he did not want to reveal that he had a gun.

Sun Yan hesitated for a while and took the warm key in his pocket: "For you, I got it from the landlord."

Lu Li took the key and didn't ask her what method she used to get it.

"Please be careful."

The two of them stepped upstairs, and Sun Yan at the door shouted sincerely.

There are naturally no elevators in the old community. Two minutes later, the two stood in front of the door No. 611.

Chen Qian looked at Lu Li, and the latter shook his head slightly: "I didn't feel the yin energy."

Open the door lock and push open the door, an old aura emanates from behind the door.

Bang-

With the switch beside the door, the light dispels the darkness of the room, and the normal arrangement comes into your eyes.

The room was not cleaned for a long time, and a thick layer of dust fell. The lingering old atmosphere was particularly evident near the refrigerator and in front of the wardrobe.

The smell of rot and hair tide.

Lu Li walked into the bedroom, and the bedding on the bed was messy, and everything on the table was kept as it was arranged that night.

"Do we want to start now?"

Chen Qian looked up at the house and when he withdrew his gaze, he found that Lu Li was already sitting at the table.

Lu Li straightened the paper with various symbols and texts, and pressed it with a pencil: "Start, don't let the client wait too long."

"oh."

Chen Qian sat opposite Lu Li, and after the two held the pen, Shen Qian spoke: "Bixian, you are my past life, I am your present life. If you want to renew your relationship with me, please draw a circle on the paper."

As the words fell, the invisible Yin Qi condensed in a certain part of the room.

A shallow shadow appeared in the sky behind Chen Qian.

"Here you come." Lu Li reminded.

Chen Qian looked around and looked for ghosts, and by the way he lamented that this pen immortal was so efficient, and he was a model worker in the pen immortal world.

But when Lu Li suddenly added: "Maybe it can't be beaten."

"No!?" Chen Qian was shocked and almost threw away his pen if he was unstable.

He knows the boss very well. He says he can't beat him, but he really can't beat him.

Lu Li's black eyes were stained with a few cautious words, saying: "After playing the game, send it away."

"Well..." Chen Qian calmed down slightly, and a voice without any confidence rang: "Are you here in Bixian Bixian?"

Lu Li raised his eyes and from the perspective, a black line condensed by Yin Qi pulled out from the body of the Bixian Shadow and landed vertically on the pen in the hands of the two.

The pencil starts to move on its own, stopping on "Yes".

Chen Qian asked again: "Bixian, what will my fortune this year be like..."

The pencil moved, and drew the word "lower" in circles, circles, circles, circles.

Seeing that the word was almost crossed, Chen Qian felt a deep anxiety in his heart and asked anxiously: "Bixian, can you be here today!"

The pencil is cast and slowly moves to the word "Yes" and then stays still.

Chen Qian sighed and looked away from the pencil. He suddenly found Lu Li's black eyes as sharp as a needle. He held the knife in his right hand, stared at him tightly, and spit out a word coldly.

"roll."

As soon as Chen Qian finished speaking, he felt a biting chill behind him, and he used all his strength to pounce on the side.

The bitter cold wind passed by, and the torn paper flew in the air, blinding the sight.

In this, a cold light flashed, penetrated countless debris, leaving a mark in the air and shot out!

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

The kitchen knife was inserted into the air, and a shadow appeared in the empty air. The kitchen knife was inserted into the shadow's left shoulder, and dark and cold bubbles boiled around it.

The shrill screams echoed in the bedroom room.

The poor and helpless Chen Qian got up, moved to the wall, and saw Lu Li having the advantage and shouted: "Come on! Kill that stinky girl, Pen Xian!"

Fang shouted, and Chen Qian felt a resentful gaze falling on his body.

Chen Qian's heart trembled and pretended to be righteous and shouted: "Boss, don't worry about me, I'll hold it!"

"good."
Chapter completed!