The method Qin Mu came up with was possession.

At this time, Shen Ran was sitting on the ground with his eyes closed, as if he was meditating. Qin Mu floated directly to his side. He didn't know what he said, but the monk's eyes lit up and he said loudly: "Mr. Lin is dead, you

He didn't even have a mourning hall for him, and he dressed up in such a fancy way, saying that he has been a retainer of the Lin family since ancient times, who are you trying to fool?"

"It's not your turn to take care of my affairs." The woman waved her hand, and the security guards who were about to move swarmed around her. Honglian couldn't help but turned his head away, and saw that Brother Shiran was completely trapped like a stack of Arhats.

Submerged in the crowd of little black suits, of course, among this Arhat, Shi Yan belongs to the bottom.

The men in black suits suppressed Shen Ran tightly. Qin Mu came closer and felt Shen Ran's weak breathing. He was shocked. Wouldn't this guy be directly crushed into a meat pie and suffocated to death?

Just as this thought flashed across his mind, the crowd of people more than ten meters high suddenly trembled. Qin Mu retreated, only to see those thirty or forty people being bounced away like cannonballs. The woman took a step back with a look of shame on her face.

At this time, the muscles all over Ji Ran's body were swelling, and his body was flashing with a thick golden light. His explosive muscles were swelling. The monk stepped forward and hugged the moon, punching the nearest hero away. The guy spun three times in the air.

After 160 degrees, he fell to the ground vomiting blood and passed out.

For a moment, no one came forward.

"You! And you! And you!" The woman stood in front of the villa and was incoherent. She walked towards the villa step by step with relief. The woman stepped back step by step and directed the security guards who fell to the ground because they flew out: "What are you doing?

I'll go up, I'll pay 10,000, and take him down, 10,000 each!"

No one stood up. It was not worth it to fight this human weapon for ten thousand dollars.

"One hundred thousand!" The woman began to raise the price: "Two hundred thousand! You need to know who is in charge of the Lin family's property now! It's me!"

This sentence made Qin Mu, who had been watching the show from a distance, squint his eyes. Miss Lin didn't seem to be married yet, so why did the Lin family's property become the property of the woman in front of her?

No, more than 50 hours have passed. Who knows what happened in this villa? Otherwise, how could there be such heavy resentment in the sky? Qin Mu thought this, feeling impatient. At the same time, he closed his eyes and started using his spiritual power.

Cover the entire villa and feel it.

Qin Mu's spiritual power could not penetrate deep into the villa, so he had to stop at the entrance. However, Lin Gangsheng's previous room did not have any of these things that would hinder the spiritual investigation. Could it be that someone had changed it?

Mr. Lin's son-in-law is just a northern Xinjiang witch who likes to spread bugs. He is not proficient in Feng Shui. To know about things like Feng Shui, only Maoshan Taoist priests have studied it thoroughly. When it comes to setting up formations, only the one who claims to be Maoshan Taoist priests

There is still some possibility for the veteran of Tianyue Sect.

Relief has already reached the door of the villa.

The woman still wanted to stop her, but there seemed to be some sound coming from the entire villa. It seemed to be some kind of cry, but it was quite shallow. If you didn't listen carefully, you couldn't hear it.

But with such a sound, the woman's whole body was shaken, as if she was frightened, she fell softly aside and got out of the way.

Qin Mu and Honglian hurriedly hid on the monk, and were brought into the villa by Shiran. When the woman fell to the ground, Qin Mu always felt that something was wrong, as if she was deliberately tempting them to come in. This feeling made Qin Mu

It was very uncomfortable, but when she thought about being able to enter the villa, Qin Mu didn't care so much.

As soon as Shiran stepped into the entrance hall, the door of the villa slammed shut. Qin Mu and Honglian, one on the left and one on the right, floated on Shiran's shoulders.

A ray of red light came down from above and hit the thick golden shield floating on the monk's body. The shield was agitated but not damaged. The monk glanced above and saw that it was a mirror with Bagua engraved on it.

The monk looked around and found the shoe rack in the entrance hall. He casually grabbed a woman's high-heeled shoe, which probably belonged to the housekeeper or Miss Lin. He weighed it and suddenly threw it at the mirror.

With a loud crackling sound, the monk made a spider-like crack in the mirror, and some small pieces of debris fell from the mirror, bringing with it some dust from the roof.

"Your Excellency has such a bad temper." A voice came from the stairs on the second floor.

"Hmph. It's in the way." The monk snorted coldly. After a while, the mirror completely lost its original effect. Qin Mu couldn't help but give a thumbs up to Sheran.

The living room is no different from before. No, Qin Mu was stunned. Lin Gangsheng has already died. Why is there no photo of him hanging in the living room? It is just as the monk said. This housekeeper claims to be a retainer of the Lin family for generations.

, just such a retainer?

The sound of the sound came from all directions. The next second the monk's face became more and more ugly. The ground was filled with dense scorpions and snakes, vaguely mixed with some fire ants and snakes.

The sound of flying insects flapping their wings, the sound of their armor colliding with other insects, these sounds mixed together, forming a symphony when the army of insects rushed over in a mighty manner.

But for the monk, this symphony was about to become a life-threatening song. He jumped back, grabbed a handful of realgar from the bag he carried with him, and directed it towards the furniture, from the gaps, and from other people on the first floor.

A handful of it was sprinkled on various bugs crawling out of the room.

The insect swarm approaching the monk immediately stopped, and many insects began to flee hastily. Before the monk had time to calm down, the dark body of the leading insect suddenly flashed, as if the armor on its body was strengthened. The insect army was only slightly

After a pause, the realgar powder closest to the monk seemed to have no effect, and the army of insects still rushed over unhindered.

Qin Mu and Honglian looked at each other. After the monk sprinkled the realgar powder, the insects did not leave. They even mutated due to the properties of the realgar powder. They were no longer afraid of the realgar powder.

Almost everywhere in the living room on the first floor is covered with these bugs. These bugs were originally produced temporarily from some small or often locked cabinets, and after artificial control and command, except for the entrance, there is no place where they are not there.

There are black bugs all over it.

The monk took a step back, which brought the insect army even closer, and when the villa door was closed, he heard a "click" from outside. The monk reached out and tugged on the door at hand, but it didn't move at all, and it was obviously locked.

The situation has turned.

The monk's body suddenly lit up with a rich golden light. He took a step back to give himself a striking distance. He suddenly jumped up and stepped on the ghost-headed scorpion on the ground. The golden light trembled and he was dead.

Blocked the venom of the ghost-headed scorpion under his feet.
Chapter completed!