The Strongest Terror System

Xia Feng didn't care about the surprised and puzzled eyes of his classmates.

He doesn't care what other people think, anyway, Shen Yue can't play with her in a high profile, and it's not good to play the stinky temper of the eldest lady.

After an afternoon and a long evening class, compared to other classmates, he was either relieved or in a state of malaise. Xia Feng was in a state of high spirits, as if he had been beaten.

Originally, the results of his new book exceeded expectations, and it was worth celebrating, but because he had already made an appointment with He Shuying, he could only wait for this to pass, and he was looking for another time to celebrate.

He kept a distance from Wang Wanru. After walking out of the school one after another, Xia Feng quickly caught up and said to Wang Wanru:

"Beauty Wang, I have something to do tonight, so I won't go with you. I have said hello to the bodyguard before, and she will take you home when the time comes."

"What are you going to do?"

After Wang Wanru heard this, she asked subconsciously.

"Didn't I tell you before that I worshipped a master, and he was going to take me to hunt ghosts tonight."

Xia Feng's words may not be believed by others, but as Wang Wanru, who has also seen ghosts with her own eyes and was chased and killed by ghosts, it is obviously not absurd.

Besides, Xia Feng had also set the stage for her to have a master before.

"Catch ghosts? Will it be dangerous?"

"Don't worry, my master is very good. When this matter is over, I will tell you.

All right, hurry up and get in the car. "

Xia Feng took Wang Wanru into the car, and then he knocked on Dong Jie's car window. The expressionless Dong Jie on the opposite side made a begging gesture. Dong Jie ignored her and carried Wang Wanru away.

After Dong Jie and Wang Wanru left, Xia Feng got into a small alley and took off his school uniform outside, revealing the gray sportswear he had been wearing in the morning.

After stuffing the school uniform into his schoolbag, he took a taxi and found the community where He Shuying's house was located according to the location given to him by the material task.

The address provided by the mission is very detailed, including the number of buildings, units, and even a few.

So Xia Feng didn't call He Shuying and asked her to go downstairs to pick him up, but went straight to the door.

"Dong, dong, dong."

Fearing that the people inside wouldn't hear it, after kicking both feet, He Shuying's voice came from inside:

"Who is it?"

"Hello, Ms. He, I'm the Taoist priest who called you earlier."

He Shuying only opened the door after hearing Xia Feng's self-reporting on the door, but when she saw that the person standing outside turned out to be a relatively handsome young man, a look of suspicion appeared on her originally delighted face.

"Are you the master who called me earlier?"

"Yes, it's me."

Xia Feng knew that He Shuying must have thought that he did not look like an expert at all, so he boasted again:

"Although I'm not young, I have been practicing with Master since I was a child. If Ms. He thinks that I can't help you when I'm young, then I'll go back now."

After speaking, Xia Feng pretended to be leaving, and He Shuying hurriedly chased after seeing this and stopped her, saying:

"Don't go. I believe you can help me. Let's go in and talk."

Almost forced by He Shuying into the house, Xia Feng looked around subconsciously and found that the size of the house was not large, similar to his house, it was a small apartment with one bedroom and one living room.

It's just that the house was messy, as if it had not been tidy up for many days.

Besides He Shuying, there were also two people, a man and a woman, in the room, one was working on something in the kitchen, and the other was sitting in the living room smoking a cigarette, looking at him with unfriendly eyes.

"This is my lover Feng Xiang, husband, this is the master who called me before, a Taoist priest."

"Now this deception is really getting better and better. It's really keeping up with the times, and they're starting to provide door-to-door services, right?"

Feng Xiang said yin and yang angrily, not taking Xia Feng in his eyes at all.

"What are you talking about! This master doesn't charge us for coming to our house, how can you say that!"

"What did I say! He doesn't accept money? That means he hasn't asked you for money yet!"

"Ms. He, I hope that after this incident is over, you can take your husband to see a doctor, otherwise I'm afraid that if I delay again, others will not be saved."

"What did you say!" Hearing Xia Feng's sarcasm, Feng Xiang immediately stood up from the sofa.

You sit down for me! Feng Xiang, let me tell you, if you are like this, let's get a divorce tomorrow, I'm really fed up! "

He Shuying shouted to Feng Xiang intolerably.

"How about you resolve the family conflicts first, and I'll come back in a few days?"

Xia Feng didn't expect that He Shuying's husband would be so ignorant of praise. If he really raised money from He Shuying, he would be mistaken for a liar.

"Little Daoist, don't know him in the same way, he has a disease in his head.

Quickly, help me to see if there are ghosts in my kitchen. "

Feng Xiang was yelled at by He Shuying, and finally closed his mouth.

When Xia Feng heard He Shuying mention the kitchen, he couldn't help but "squeak" in his heart, and suddenly remembered the woman who was messing with something in the kitchen.

Speaking of which, this is He Shuying's home. Even if there is a friend or relative at home, it should be the two of them who go to the kitchen to cook.

So... Could it be that the woman he just saw in the kitchen was actually a ghost?

Xia Feng suddenly felt fear in his heart, but he was still uncertain and asked He Shuying:

"Before I came in, was there anyone else at home besides the two of you?"

"No, it's just the two of us. Why does the little Taoist ask that?"

it is as expected!

After receiving He Shuying's affirmative reply, Xia Feng only felt that the whole back was emitting cold air.

He came here today because he simply wanted to know something face-to-face, and he didn't intend to fight that ghost directly.

Xia Feng thought about it as if nothing had happened, and then slowly moved his body toward the kitchen where he was, until he stopped by the kitchen door.

The woman was still in the kitchen. She turned sideways and was cutting something with the kitchen knife in her hand, turning a blind eye to Xia Feng's eyes.

Xia Feng took a careful look at the cutting board at this time, and couldn't help but gasped again, because the woman chopped it with a kitchen knife... it turned out to be its finger!

It's a blessing, not a disaster, it's a disaster that can't be avoided!

Xia Feng murmured in his heart, feeling that he would have to deal with ghosts in the future anyway, and he couldn't keep shivering all the time.

So his heart was stunned, and under the fearful gazes of Feng Xiang and He Shuying, they faced the kitchen and asked:

"What relationship do you have with this family, and why are you here?"

"Little... Little Daoist, you... who are you talking to?"

Hearing that Xia Feng was actually talking to the empty kitchen, He Shuying asked in great horror.