Campus belle's cultivation master

Qin Xiangyun can't help but push open the window and stretch his head to look out.

But in the small courtyard outside the attic, a dozen men with big arms and round waists, with flashlights, gathered around the old maid and kept shouting:

"What's going on?"

"I don't know. Just passing by, I saw her circling in circles."

"The ghost hit the wall? Did you really hit a ghost? Don't cry, stand up and speak clearly... "

"You are stupid, she is a mute, can't hear what you say, say fart?"

The old servant was paralyzed and had been scared to pee his pants. She trembled and raised her wrinkled old face, with tears hanging on her face, just weeping.

Qin Xiangyun looked at the face for a while with the Yellow flashlight. Suddenly he was stiff and his back was cold.

"This is... Then you..." her face was miserable and colorless. She turned her head suddenly, but it was empty behind her. She couldn't even see a ghost.

The food box is still in the corner, and the dishes on the table are still warm. But the old servant, who seems to be very smart, is shivering downstairs and weeping all the time.

With the sound of disordered and rapid footsteps, several experts rushed to the attic. Seeing Qin Xiangyun, they were relieved and asked:

"No accident, miss?"

"No, No." Qin Xiangyun walks to the table with a stiff posture, sits down, takes his rice bowl and eats it in silence, but his eyes can't help showing a trace of fear.

Several experts of nursing home looked at each other and bowed: "Miss, please use it slowly, we won't disturb you."

Then they turned and left.

Only Qin Xiangyun was left alone in the room. As soon as she loosened her hand, her job "banged" and fell to the ground.

"What's going on?" She was puzzled. "Is it true that she met a ghost?"

Everything just now seems so real. If it wasn't for the food on the table and the food box in the corner, she would have doubted whether she was insane.

Outside the manor.

Lin Yujing leaned against the wall, holding the handkerchief in his hand, and bowed his head for a long time. Then he took his cell phone out of his arms and dialed a number.

After waiting for a while, the phone got through.

Lin Yu said: "Dad, I found my mother. She's fine. Come to Yanjing and take her home."

Five minutes later, he hung up and looked up at the high wall behind him.

Although he has enough strength to rush in and save his mother now, he still decided to leave this opportunity to his father, Lin Zhenting.

After all, this is the only important thing in his life for the aging father

Lin Yuping recovered his confused mood, put his handkerchief in his arms, went to the white car, opened the door and sat in.

Shen Feili was still sulky. Seeing him coming back, she asked angrily, "where's your mother?"

Lin Yu started the car and casually replied, "sitting in the room, I doubt life."

Shen Feili

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Thirteen secret detention bases.

Zhong Ruoxi raised her delicate face and stared at the constantly jumping elevator indicator without blinking. Until the change of the number finally stayed at - 18, issued a "Ding" sound.

"Who designed this place? Go back and find out and beat him up. " "Every time she comes down, it's like going to hell on the 18th floor," she said angrily

Had it not been for today's special circumstances, she would not have suffered in such a gloomy and secluded environment.

Wu Jun straightened his back, stood at the back of the slope and said with a smile: "director, if I remember correctly, it should be the meaning of Mr. Zhong..."

Zhong Ruoxi cold face looked at him: "I have never said, in fact, your mouth quite cheap."

Wu Jun

After fingerprint recognition and iris recognition, the elevator door slowly opens, and Zhong Ruoxi walks out with her slender legs.

In the long corridor, there is a faint silver light on the ground, and the sound of leather boots is clear, which is quite mysterious in science fiction movies.

At the beginning of the establishment of the detention base, its goal was to be able to withstand the full blow of the strong Heavenly Master. Therefore, all aspects of the base were made of special alloy, which can be said to be solid.

On both sides of the corridor are detention rooms, which are blocked by thick transparent explosion-proof glass. In order to prevent the prisoners from escaping, even the food delivery should be pushed in by the slide to avoid contact.

Most of these detention rooms are empty, and only a few are still closed.

Under the leadership of Zhong Ruoxi, shisan always pursues the central idea of "if you can kill, you can't kill again". That is to avoid trouble and reduce the waste of resources. Therefore, few people are qualified to enter here.

However, Zhong Ruoxi has a hunch that with the recovery of global aura, she is afraid that the place will be overcrowded in the future, and it may have to be expanded.

At the bottom of her heart, the thought made her even more annoyed, and even the two vigorous eyebrows wrinkled tightly.

The practitioners in the detention room saw Zhong Ruoxi coming through the explosion-proof glass. Most of them retreated to the corner in horror and shrank back.

The terrible memories brought by this woman still have psychological shadow to this day.

However, there are exceptions.

Bang!

A disheveled old man rushed over, his forehead heavily knocked on the glass, gritting his teeth and growling: "Echinochloa girl! Barnyard girl! Dare you fight with me! I want to pull out your intestines and crush your little head! "

Zhong Ruoxi raised her eyebrows, glanced at it and asked, "who is this old thing?"

Wu Jun replied with a serious look: "the remaining evils of witchcraft and witchcraft, the disciple of LAN Gong, duosha, turned into a great accomplishment in the realm of cultivation, which was captured by the director in southern Xinjiang five years ago."

"Oh, I remember. That's the one who picked on virgins? " Zhong Ruoxi ordered a little snow-white chin, gently "hissed", quite unexpected, "this old thing is not dead?"

Wu Jun said in a low voice: "at the beginning, considering that duo Sha was the eldest disciple of LAN Gong, the director thought he had some use value, so he didn't kill him and locked him up here."

"Lan Gong of Wugu sect has long died outside Haozhou city. It's my fault to let this old man live so long. " Zhong Ruoxi can't help laughing, looking at the ferocious old man, coldly ordered, "open the door."

Wu Jun was startled: "director, we don't want to... You are..."

"I'll let you open the door Zhong Ruoxi clenched his fist, "you talk nonsense again, beat you, believe it or not?"

"Yes Wu Jun shuddered with fright. Tieqing turned his head and said, "go, open the door!"