Turning on all the lights in the room, Xiang Yang sat in the living room, connected to WIFI, and started playing games. During the long night, in order to prevent himself from thinking wildly and scaring himself, Xiang Yang picked up his expertise again.

But having said that, how did Zhuge Dali know that there was a demon spirit in this room? Did she also hear the sales words? Impossible? Zhuge Dali is not a cultivator, maybe she was just guessing and scaring herself... That's right

, she just likes to tease herself!

While playing the game, Xiang Yang couldn't help but think wildly. He was not afraid of ghosts, not at all. What kind of ghosts could a man be afraid of?

"Pap, tap..." The sound of marbles falling to the ground came from upstairs. Even with headphones on, Xiang Yang felt goosebumps all over his body!

"Believe in science, this is just the sound effect of concrete squeezing air and flowing..." Xiang Yang muttered in a low voice, and the hands holding the game controller began to tremble.

"Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa but, a sound of water running came from the bathroom, as if the shower had been turned on. Xiangyang stiffly twisted his neck. Through the bathroom glass, he actually saw someone.

The image is of taking a shower!

"Hallucination, hallucination, it's my eyesight. I have to believe in science..." Xiangyang turned up the volume of his headphones and no longer paid attention to the messy and weird phenomena that affected his operations...

But at this moment, the game character on the screen suddenly lay motionless, and a blood mark was seen flowing down the screen, which was a big tragic word!

"I died so miserably!"

"Brother, have you seen my head..."

"Play with me..."

"..." Extremely weird sounds replaced the electrical signals and came from the earphones. Xiang Yang almost fainted from fright. Not to mention, the classic was here.

The lights flickered, and the person who was originally lying dead in the game actually got up, as if he was slowly crawling out of the computer screen.

Exciting, so exciting!

This was much more terrifying than visiting a haunted house. Xiang Yang's adrenaline was soaring like crazy. Without saying a word, he picked up the flying sword, muttered words, and the aura overflowed from his body, as if he was about to exterminate the spirit!

"Demons and ghosts, leave quickly, demons and ghosts, leave quickly... Tian Lingling, Earth Lingling, demons, show me your true colors!" He spat out words randomly into the air, and Xiang Yang almost demolished the house.

"Play with me, little brother, come and catch me..." I saw a little girl holding a doll and wearing a white skirt slapped Xiang Yang on the back, and Ling Ran's ghostly aura penetrated directly.

Heart and lungs, at that moment, Xiang Yang felt that some of his soul had been eaten away.

The evil spirit is so terrifying! Although it cannot harm the human body, it can have a fatal blow to the soul! Even the pale paper man cannot prevent it!

"I... rub! I won't accept you today. I wrote the word "Xiang Yang" backwards!" Being played by an evil spirit in this way, Xiang Yang's self-esteem was greatly affected. Before, he had not shown any signs of fighting with an intermediate qigong master.

She is not a coward, she is just an evil little girl! Today he will prove himself to Xiang Yang!

"Hehe... Hahaha... Heehee, brother, come to catch me... I'm here..." The little evil girl is very naughty and her whereabouts are erratic. She can actually imitate Sadako, and from then on...

Climbing out of the TV, it will transform and emit a green light...

Xiang Yang was played so hard that he had no power to resist. He had tried every means. Now he just wanted to escape from this room. Unfortunately, the evil spirit seemed to have used some means and he couldn't escape now!

"Little sister, humans and ghosts have different paths. If you die early and escape life, why are you doing this? This world is not worth it! Just let me go and let yourself go, okay?"

"Brother, what are you talking about? Come and play together..." As soon as Xiang Yang finished speaking, he saw the face of the little girl standing upside down in the air...

That pale look will be his nightmare when he can't sleep at night!

One million! If I had known it, I wouldn’t have taken the money. No wonder no one lives in this building. A house worth more than ten million yuan was sold for more than one million yuan. Damn, it’s really taking advantage of it and getting people killed!

"How to get rid of this spirit! By the way, the Encyclopedia of Cultivation Spells for Beginners...Maoshan Chapter..." At the critical moment, Xiangyang's brain cells finally started to become active, and he quickly recalled the story about Maoshan's surrender in the Encyclopedia of Cultivation.

Spiritual spell, use spiritual energy to draw a few talismans! Throw them casually in the four directions of southeast, northwest, and pinch the spiritual spell to enter the state of removing spirits!

"The Yang God is out of the body, and the three talents are guarding the door! Taishang Laojun, please do as you wish!" Maoshan Ghost Technique is a professional spirit-removing technique. Although it is a basic introduction, Xiang Yang actually mastered it after this operation.

The little demon spirit girl collected the spirit talisman and captured her into the spirit ring.

"Fellow Taoist's magic is exquisite, I admire you very much. I wonder if you can give up your love and return the little devil to me. I am willing to give you a thousand gold coins as a gift..." Just after taking care of the little evil spirit, Xiangyang heard a message in his ear.

, it almost gave him a heart attack.

"Who is pretending to be a fool?"

"Fellow Taoist, don't be surprised. I am a ghost-raising monk from the Maoshan Ghost Sect. The little ghost I raised just now was captured by my fellow Taoist..."

"So you are this brat's biological father! Tell me, why do you want to harm people? Do you have a grudge against the Zhao family?" Only then did Xiang Yang understand. No wonder this brat is so powerful that even his own aura can't do anything about it.

He turns out to be a pet kept by professionals! If it continues to swell, I'm afraid even the monks at the God Transformation Realm may not be able to keep it.

"I have no grudge against the Zhao family. I take people's money and eliminate disasters for them. We monks never fight for grudges. Those who are committed to the Dao will only fight for self-interest." This ghost-raising monk from Maoshan spoke very well.

Xiang Yang felt a little uncomfortable hearing about literature and art, but now he was certain that the kid was in his hands. As for whether to pay it back or not, it depends on what price the other party can offer.

One thousand gold, five hundred grams per catty, one gram of gold is now three hundred and sixty. In this way, one thousand gold is one hundred and eighty million! I am really rich!

"What you said makes sense. Let's stop talking nonsense. How much do you want to redeem this brat? Let's agree first. I only charge RMB!" Xiang Yang felt very strange having such a conversation in the air. He said

After using my spiritual sense to sense it, I didn't find out where the kid's biological father was?

"I offer 200 million yuan. As long as fellow Taoists are willing to return it, the price is easily negotiable." After quoting a sky-high price of 200 million yuan, the ghost breeder from Maoshan said it as if it was just two yuan?

What? Are both spiritualists and ghost cultivators really that profitable?

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