Chapter 224 The Imp Is Difficult to Deal with (6)

Feng Jin found that his ghost had been coming and going in the past few days, and he didn't know what he was doing.

What is Shi Sheng doing?

She was looking for any way to break the ghost contract or reverse it.

Of course, the facts prove that she is just wishful thinking. So far, she has not found any feasible solution.

The only way is to break the ghost contract.

When Feng Jin came out of the room, he saw Shi Sheng floating around in the living room. She was dressed in white. It was night again, and anyone else would have been so scared that she would have peed her pants.

When Shi Sheng saw Feng Jin coming out, he immediately floated over and said, "Help me burn some clothes. I've been wearing this all day. It's so ugly."

Feng Jin: "..." She really doesn't regard herself as an outsider.

Well, a foreigner!

"After all, I also represent that your door is wrong. How can you wear something so ugly? I will embarrass you more when you go out..." Shi Sheng kept talking, and Feng Jin had the urge to sew her mouth shut with a needle.

Wouldn't it be nice to just be a Piao quietly?

When Shi Sheng saw that Feng Jin was silent and had a gloomy look on his face, he desperately reached out to touch him.

Still the same recipe, same taste.

Shi Sheng held her fingers and floated out of the window.

This baby is so angry.

No clothes to wear, no meat to eat, no one to touch, this baby is going to run away from home!

Feng Jin watched her figure disappear into the night, his temples jumped a few times, and he walked towards the entrance.

After going downstairs, Feng Jin saw Shi Sheng standing with a red figure from a distance. Before he could see clearly, the iron sword suddenly appeared in her hand and slashed at the red figure opposite.

The speed was so fast that Hongying didn't even have a chance to resist, and was instantly wiped out.

Feng Jin felt that she had really underestimated her own ghost before. Although the ghost just now was not a real evil ghost, it had stepped into the ranks of evil ghosts. She killed him in one fell swoop...

Stealing the exorcist's job!

but……

Feng Jin narrowed his eyes, how could a ghost appear here?

Shi Sheng punched the iron sword on the ground, his expression a little gloomy.

Damn you, you're dressed in red and you want to eat me, why don't you go to heaven!

As soon as she turned around, she saw Feng Jin standing under the streetlight, looking at her with an unclear expression. The dim light made his figure elongate.

Seeing her turn around, he walked over and said, "Follow me."

"Where are you going?" Why are you running around outside at night?

Feng Jin glanced at her sideways and said nothing.

Shi Sheng curled his lips and dragged the iron sword to the garage.

Feng Jin sighed heavily, that sword would cause trouble sooner or later.

When she got into the car, Sheng tinkered with her iron sword, while Feng Jin was in charge of driving, glancing at her from time to time.

A very strange piece of music was playing in the carriage, but it was very comfortable to listen to, so Shi Sheng didn't care.

"Does your sword have a name?" Feng Jin broke the silence.

He even wanted to ask where she got this sword.

Not only can he cut iron like clay, but he is also very good at cutting ghosts.

Shi Sheng tilted his head, with a malicious smile on his face, "Have you ever heard of a legend?"

Feng Jin was silent.

There are so many legends, how does he know which one it is?

Shi Sheng didn't wait for his answer, and spoke softly, "There used to be an emperor who wanted a magical weapon to rule the world. So someone offered a sword and told the emperor that he only needed to sacrifice his soul. , he can forge a soul sword, a soul sword that belongs to him, no one can take it away, and can help him dominate the world."

Shi Sheng stopped, moved closer to Feng Jin, and smiled evilly: "Do you think that emperor made any sacrifices?"

"No." Feng Jin's thin lips moved slightly and uttered two words.

Shi Sheng curled his lips and sat upright, "The man who offered the sword also told him that if he didn't need to sacrifice his own soul, he could sacrifice the souls of ninety-nine babies. So the emperor sent people to capture the ninety-nine babies and use them Sacrifice. He used that sword to rule the world, but on the day he ascended the throne, he died unexpectedly. The sword was missing. Later, someone saw the sword killing demons and ghosts, so later generations called the sword - Exorcism. The magic sword.”

Feng Jin: "..." There is no such emperor as she mentioned in history, let alone an exorcism sword.

This ghost is fooling around.

"You don't believe it?" Shi Sheng looked at Feng Jin and smiled maliciously, "Actually, I don't believe it either. Those babies were forced to sacrifice, how could they have the ability to exorcise demons? They were seeking revenge. So, you can Call this sword the Demon Sword."

Feng Jin: "..."

#The ghost I raised has an abnormal brain. How can I break it? I’m waiting online. It’s very urgent.#

[...] The host's sword keeps changing its name, which is simply crazy.

…

Feng Jin's car stopped in front of a villa in the wilderness.

It was a white villa, very conspicuous in the dark night. It was surrounded by trees. The night wind made the trees rustle. The moon in the sky was obscured by dark clouds at some point. Looking at the villa at this time, I just felt like it was leaking. Very nice people.

Shi Sheng opened the car window and looked outside, "Is there a ghost in here?"

"I don't know." Feng Jin opened the car door and glanced at Shi Sheng. Shi Sheng immediately floated over and got off from him.

I didn’t know I was doing knitting here!

Standing outside, she could feel the gloominess of the villa, probably a threat from the same kind. Shi Sheng felt it more clearly, and her body shook unconsciously.

"Are we here to catch ghosts?" Feng Jin doesn't seem to be such a kind person. These days, she knows how dark this guy's heart is. He can watch a person being killed by a ghost in front of him.

Although she didn't think there was anything wrong, after all, she didn't beg him, and she didn't pay him.

But as an exorcist, isn’t it an occupational disease to catch ghosts when you see them?

"It depends?"

What's going on?

Feng Jin walked towards the villa. The long gown he was still wearing was very dark and almost blended into the night.

Shi Sheng looked at the sky melancholy, what's going on?

There was someone waiting at the door of the villa. It was an elderly man. Half of his body was hidden in the dark, only a wrinkled face and half of his body were exposed. He was indescribably weird.

"Mr. Feng?" The old man's voice was hoarse, a little harsh, and full of suspicion, as if he couldn't believe that the person here was such a young exorcist.

Feng Jin nodded slightly and did not answer the old man.

The old man didn't say anything, he just looked behind him. When he saw the iron sword floating in the air, his cloudy eyes lit up, and his attitude became more respectful, "Mr. Feng, please come inside."

He can actually make a sword float out of thin air. Does this young exorcist have some abilities?

His husband is saved.

Feng Jin probably knew what the old man was thinking, but he didn't expose it.

He couldn't say that there was a ghost holding a sword next to him, right?

Shi Sheng, who invisibly helped Feng Jin pretend to be hot, said: "..."

None of these people can see her, bad review!

Shi Sheng was flying around with the iron sword. It seemed that the iron sword was out of control. The old man followed behind in fear.

Why do you suddenly feel unreliable again?

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