When a ghost sees Zhong Kui, it is like a thief seeing a policeman.

One word, run.

In addition, the painting in Chu Hanxing's hand had been enshrined with incense, so it would easily frighten evil ghosts. If it were an ordinary ghost, he might really think that Zhong Kui is here.

Qian Sheng swallowed: "Chu, Miss Chu, can I not go?"

According to Chu Hanxing's words, they are now looking for Li Gui, and they are tough, even if they lend him ten courages, he wouldn't dare!

Chu Hanxing raised his eyebrows: "Go down and keep company with Wang Zide?"

Wang Zide had the means to protect himself, but it was not certain whether he would save Qian Sheng's life, otherwise she would not have taken Qian Sheng with her.

"No, no, no!" Qian Sheng waved his hands quickly and shook his head like a rattle.

After what happened just now, he had already seen Wang Zide's true colors, a sanctimonious hypocrite. Was he staying with him because he was afraid that he would not die quickly enough?

The numbers on the elevator display kept changing. The closer he got to the top of the building, the more Qian Sheng's legs shook.

Ling Xuan looked down on his timid appearance and approached him: "Do you know who that evil spirit is? Your father, your biological father, thanks him for blessing you with wealth, but now that he has become a evil spirit, you don't recognize him?

"

Qian Sheng grimaced: "I know, I just..."

Ding.

Qian Sheng suddenly stopped talking, as the elevator was about to open, a gust of wind blew in his face, and his breath was filled with cold breath.

The cold breath crawled up every inch of his skin like a gangrene on the bones, even drilling into the seams of his bones, like needle pricks.

Just when Qian Sheng thought he was going to die in pain like this, a plain white hand was placed on his shoulder. Immediately, a heat emerged in his lower abdomen and spread throughout his body, driving away the cold and becoming warm from head to toe.

I felt elated and felt indescribably comfortable all over my body.

Qian Sheng felt as if he was soaking in a hot spring, drowsy from the heat, but he heard a cold voice asking him: "Are you comfortable?"

"It's very comfortable." Qian Sheng was in a state of elation, closing his eyes with a look of enjoyment.

Chu Hanxing put down his hand and smiled slightly: "Five million."

Qian Sheng was startled, opened his eyes, and found that he had stepped out of the elevator at some point. The corridor was dark and gloomy, like a hospital morgue. Although the heat did not disappear, he still shivered unconsciously.

But Chu Hanxing and Ling Xuan didn't know what they were doing in front. He hurriedly caught up and begged in his voice: "Miss Chu, no, Master, Master Chu, please help me. As long as it can be solved, I am willing to pay any amount of money!"

Qian Sheng looked remorseful: "I didn't know people well before, and I mistakenly took fish eyes for pearls, which made you wronged! I will make amends to you. You have a lot, so please don't argue with me!"

"Hey, hey, it's over." Ling Xuan pouted, he really wanted Xiao Tao to see what it means to be a drama queen.

Chu Hanxing's eyes did not waver: "As long as the money and goods are paid."

There is nothing careless about money transactions.

"Okay, okay, but can I make a request?" Seeing Chu Hanxing nodding, Qian Sheng begged, "Can you not make my father's soul fly away..."

He's afraid, he's his own father.

Chu Hanxing pondered for a moment: "Yes."

Chu Hanxing walked around the aisle, not noticing its scent, and clicked his tongue: "I shouldn't have frightened it with the portrait, and hid it again."

Originally, Wang Zide had just excited it so much that it was about to appear, but was so frightened that it disappeared.

You can find it violently, but there is a high probability that it will be completely destroyed.

Although it is a fierce ghost, it is originally an honest and ordinary ghost. As long as it breaks the soul locking formation, it can still regain its sanity.

Ling Xuan held a red rope in his hand and tied one end to the door handle of a door. He then led the red rope around in the corridor and made a net.

"I've finished the French Open. Just wait. It will be hungry at night and will naturally come out." Ling Xuan found a place to sit down.

Chu Hanxing shook his head gently: "It's not that stupid. It knows you have set a trap and still sneaks into it."

Qian Sheng understood deeply: "Yes, yes! My father is very shrewd! When I was a child, he even helped me escape the ticket!"

"Then what do you think we should do?" Ling Xuan sighed. If you are tough, you may not be able to win.

The surrounding feng shui is favorable to it, and it is impossible to get out, let alone move reinforcements.

Judging from this posture, it would only take two or three days for it to become the Ghost King.

"Why not... use things to seduce him! My father loves petty gains, and he will definitely run out if he sees it! Then you will catch him and let him change his mind and become a ghost again!"

Qian Sheng swore that his father's virtues were very clear to him.

Chu Hanxing thought for a moment: "Yes."

She happened to have the incense to seduce evil spirits, but the evil spirits were afraid of them, so it was useless to smoke them, but...

Chu Hanxing's eyes fell on Qian Sheng.

Qian Sheng was eager to try: "Are you trying to get my dad into this network? I'll help too!"

Ling Xuan clapped with both hands: "You are so filial, you are so filial."

Not only did he expose his father's shortcomings, but he also wanted to personally make his father cry behind bars. He is truly a filial son in modern times.

Qian Sheng smiled shyly: "Isn't this just for everyone's safety?"

"That's not necessary." Just a simple favor.

Chu Hanxing lit a stick of incense, asked Qian Sheng to take off his coat, and scented it with incense for a while. After the clothes were almost soaked in smell, he asked Qian Sheng to put it on.

Ling Xuan's eyes became subtle.

Chu Hanxing gave him an amulet and said in an indifferent voice: "Go to your office and stay there. Don't close the door."

Qian Sheng was overjoyed, thinking that Chu Hanxing was asking him to go to a safe place, so he quickly thanked him and happily entered his office. After hesitating for a moment, he closed the door.

"It's better to close the door for peace of mind. What if they start fighting later and accidentally hit me! Oh my, I'm so smart!"

Qian Sheng praised himself very happily.

Ling Xuan was silent. Qian Sheng's office was the core and Tai Chi point of the entire building. Li Gui could reach it quickly no matter where he was.

Qian Sheng really shouldn't close its doors.

Ling Xuan: "If you smoke this incense for him, how attractive will it be to the devil?"

Unlike Qian Sheng, he knew what Chu Hanxing was doing, but he didn't think of this method at all.

Chu Hanxing pondered for a moment and said conservatively: "He is now equivalent to half a piece of Tang Monk's flesh."

The incense has been blessed and has merit and magic power, and is extremely attractive to ghosts.

In other words, the evil ghosts will find that Qian Sheng's body smells very good, and eating his soul can increase his ghost power a lot, but Qian Sheng is now like a little doll holding a gold ingot on the street, and he can only be robbed.

Sure enough, Qian Sheng screamed within two minutes of entering.

Ling Xuan's eyes shone and he gave a thumbs up: "High! It's really high! I would like to call it a ghost trap!"

"Help, help!"

Through the thick door panel, both of them could hear Qian Sheng's voice.

Chu Hanxing looked indifferent and said unhurriedly: "You hide it first, I will open the door, wait for Qian Sheng to lead it to the French Open, and then you can close the net."

Ling Xuan acted immediately, while Chu Hanxing concealed his aura.

"Help! Qian Dafa, you can't even recognize your son!"

Qian Sheng was crying and running around the office, followed by his father, who had a ferocious face, green face and fangs, which was extremely terrifying.

Qian Sheng was about to cry but had no tears. He was so stupid. Really, he actually thought there was a safe place in this building. Was his brain trapped by the door?

Just when he was desperate, the door was opened a crack from the outside. Qian Sheng was overjoyed, fearing that the dark wind would blow the door shut, so he quickly used his hands to pull it open.

When he was in a hurry, his leather shoes slipped on the floor. He slid to the door and fell to the ground. At the same time, he held the door in his hand and pinched his forehead hard.

"Ouch! My head..." Qian Sheng felt extremely aggrieved.

He struggled to support his upper body with his hands, raised his head tremblingly, and met those cold eyes unexpectedly.

Qian Sheng: "..."

Chu Hanxing: "..."

There is no need to pay such a big courtesy.


Chapter completed!