Feng Jin found out that his ghost had appeared in the past few days, and he didn't know what he was doing.
What is Shi Sheng doing?
She was looking for ways to lift the ghost contract, or reverse the ghost contract.
Of course, the fact proved that she was delusional, so far, she has not found any feasible way.
The only way is to lift the ghost contract.
Feng Jin came out of the room and saw Shi Sheng fluttering in the living room. It was white and it was evening. After changing the person, he was already scared to urinate pants.
Seeing that Feng Jin came out, Shi Sheng immediately floated over, "Help me burn some clothes. I wore this all day and it was ugly to die."
Feng Jin: "..." She really doesn't consider herself an outsider.
Well, the ghost!
"I'm lucky anyway, it means that your door is not right, how can you wear it so ugly, go out and throw more people at you..." Shi Sheng balabala said endlessly, Feng Jin had the urge to sew her mouth with a needle.
Isn't it quiet to be A Piao?
Seeing that Feng Jin didn't speak, Shi Sheng stretched his hand to touch him with a gloomy look.
Still the same formula, the same taste.
Shi Sheng floated out of the window holding his finger.
The baby is mad.
Don't wear clothes, don't eat meat, and don't touch people. The baby is going away!
Feng Jin watched her figure disappear into the night, his temple jumped abruptly, and walked towards the entrance.
Going downstairs, Feng Jin Lao Yuan saw Shi Sheng standing with a red shadow. Before he could see clearly, the iron sword suddenly appeared in her hand and cut towards the opposite red shadow.
The speed is very fast, and Hongying doesn't even have the opportunity to resist.
Feng Jin felt that she had really underestimated the ghost of her own family. Although the ghost was not a real ghost just now, she also stepped into the ranks of the ghost, and she wiped him out in one click...
Grab the rice bowl of the Exorcist!
but……
Feng Jinzi squinted, why is there a ghost here?
Shi Sheng put the iron sword and pestle on the ground, his expression gloomy.
Mom, I'm dressed in red, and I want to eat Lao Tzu.
As soon as she turned around, she saw Feng Jin standing under the street lamp, looking at herself unclearly, and the dim light stretched his figure.
Seeing her turn around, he lifted his feet and came over, "Follow me."
"Where are you going?" What did you run out for at night?
Feng Jin squinted at her and said nothing.
Shi Sheng pouted, dragging the iron sword towards the garage.
Feng Jin sighed heavily that the sword would cause trouble sooner or later.
When he got into the car, Sheng tinned her iron sword, Feng Jin was in charge of driving, and her eyes were swept from time to time.
There is a very strange song in the carriage, but it sounds very comfortable, and Shi Sheng does not care about it.
"Do you have a name for this sword?" Feng Jin broke the silence.
He wanted to ask more, where did she come from?
If you cut iron like mud, don’t say ghosts are so good.
Shi Sheng tilted his head, a smile of bad intention on his face, "Have you heard of a legend?"
Feng Jin was silent.
There are so many legends, how does he know which one?
Shi Sheng didn't wait for him to answer, and his voice said softly, "In the past, there was an emperor who wanted a magic weapon to let him dominate the world. So someone presented a sword and told the emperor to sacrifice only with his soul , You can cast a soul sword that belongs to his soul sword, no one can take it away, can help him dominate the world."
When Shi Sheng stopped, he approached Fengjin and grinned badly: "Do you say that the emperor offered sacrifices?"
"No." Feng Jin's thin lips flicked and spit out two words.
Shi Sheng pouted and sat upright. "The sword-sender again told him that he could sacrifice ninety-nine babies' souls without using his own soul to sacrifice. So the emperor sent people to grab ninety-nine babies and use them Sacrifice. He used the sword to dominate the world, but on the day he ascended the throne, he died in a fate. The sword disappeared. Later, some people saw that the sword was killing demons and ghosts, so later generations called the sword called-drive Magic Sword."
Feng Jin: "..." There is no such emperor in history, and there is no exorcism sword.
The ghost is breaking.
"You don't believe me?" Shi Sheng looked at Feng Jin and smiled maliciously. "Actually, I don't believe it either. The babies were forced to sacrifice, how could they have the ability to exorcise, they are avenging themselves. So, you can Call this sword Demon Sword."
Feng Jin: "..."
#How to break the ghost brain that I raise is not normal, wait online, quite anxious #
[...] The host's sword is always changing its name, it's almost heartbroken.
...
Feng Jin's car parked in front of a villa in the wilderness.
It was a white villa, and it was also conspicuous in the dark night, surrounded by trees. The night wind blew the trees rustling, and the moon in the sky was unknown when it was covered by dark clouds. Very human.
Shi Sheng looked through the window of the car, "Is there a ghost?"
"I don't know." Feng Jin pushed the car door and glanced at Shi Sheng. Shi Sheng immediately floated over and got off from his side.
I don’t know if I’m here for wool!
Standing outside, I could feel the gloomy feeling of the villa, probably from the threat of the same kind. Shi Sheng felt more clearly and his body shook unconsciously.
"Let's catch ghosts?" Feng Jin is not like such a kind person. These days she knows how dark the mercy is, and he can watch a person being killed by a ghost in front of him.
Although she also felt that there was nothing wrong with it, after all, people didn't ask for him, and they didn't ask him for money.
But as an exorcist, is it not an occupational disease to see a ghost and want to catch it?
"It depends?"
What does it look like?
Feng Jin lifted his foot to the villa. The long gown he still wore was very dark and almost integrated into the night.
Shi Sheng looked at the sky with melancholy, what's the matter?
Someone was waiting at the door of the villa. It was an elderly old man, half of his body was hidden in the dark, showing only a rumpled face and half of his body, which was strange.
"Mr. Feng?" The old man's voice was hoarse, and he heard a bit harsh, full of suspicion, and it seemed that he could not believe that the person was such a young exorcist.
Feng Jin nodded slightly and did not answer the old man.
The old man didn't say anything, just looked behind him, and saw the iron sword floating in the air, and the muddy eyes lit up, and his attitude was also respectful, "Mr. Feng, please inside."
How can the young exorcist be able to make the sword float out of thin air?
His family was saved.
Feng Jin probably knew what the old man thought, but did not reveal it.
He can't always say, is there a ghost holding a sword beside him?
The invisible gang seal pretends to force Shi Sheng once: "..."
None of these people can see her, bad review!
Shi Sheng flew around with the iron sword, it seemed that the iron sword was out of control, and the old man followed with fear.
Why suddenly feel unreliable?
New week, let me ask for a ticket
So early, Ni Meng's votes are still right, come, smash me!