The Ghostbuster and the Almighty Man

A foul smell came.

Zheng Quzhi pinched his nose and frowned, "What's this smell?"

"The corpse smells." Wei Yan pushed open the door and said lightly.

Zheng Quzhi followed in, not daring to get too far away from Wei Yan, he quickly closed the door and said: "Mr. Wei, I found something in the bathroom."

"What?" Wei Yan paused slightly, frowning with a headache. The Yin Qi on Zheng Quzhi's body is too heavy, and all the dirty things like to find him.

"Two men suddenly appeared in the mirror, like watching a movie. They were standing in front of a clearing, looking yearning and wondering what they were talking about." Zheng Quzhi recalled carefully, "One man was the owner just now, and the other was yesterday. The one who died."

Wei Yan looked at the room carefully. After touching the bed, Wei Yan paused slightly, and said absent-mindedly, "Really?"

Zheng Quzhi also looked at the bed in the middle, and couldn't help being startled. Damn, is the bed that small?

"Mr. Wei, what are we doing here?" He quickly moved away from the subject.

Wei Yan picked up a knife on the table and squinted it with interest. Hearing Zheng Quzhi's question, he tilted his head slightly, focused on him, and said, "Kill."

Zheng Quzhi's fingers trembled, his eyes rounded in disbelief, and he trembled in disbelief: "Kill...Kill???"

Compared to Zheng Quzhi's fear, Wei Yan appeared calm and comfortable. Sitting on the bed, he kept turning the knife in his hand, and his thin red lips lightly provoked: "In his world, for him, all we have to do is kill."

What does it mean?

Probably seeing Zheng Quzhi's face full of confusion, Wei Yan patted the location next to him: "Come here."

Zheng Quzhi Hanmao stood up, always feeling that Wei Yan looked a little changed when he arrived at this strange villa. How to put it... Does it look more dangerous?

In short, it's scary.

Seeing Zheng Qu couldn't come by, Wei Yan's face was cold. Taking a deep breath, he simply lay down on the bed with his hands spread, and the knife in his hand fell to the floor with a snap.

Zheng Quzhi looked confused, what did Wei Yan do?

He was lying down and looked much easier to get along with than sitting. His face was a bit lazy and sloppy. The buttons on his shirt were untied, revealing a nice collarbone, and the raised apple knots were slightly rolling with some Sexy taste.

Zheng Quzhi swallowed and looked away, wanting to slap himself.

Damn, why do you feel a little abnormal lately?

"Isn't it just morning? Sleeping so early?" He turned the subject awkwardly, and stopped asking the murder question.

"In the world here, is there a difference between morning and night?" Wei Yan raised his hand to block his eyes, moved aside, and made a space: "Go to sleep."

The big guys were so comfortable, Zheng Qu knew there was no way, so he had to lie down beside him. It's just that the two big men are close together, and he couldn't fall asleep shortly after getting up.

I turned my head to look at Wei Yan, and continued to ask in a low voice: "Mr. Wei, what exactly do you mean by murder?"

Without asking to understand this, he really panicked.

"In this world created by evil spirits, one way to get out is to let him repeat the previous method of death. This world will be broken and only the living can get out." Wei Yan didn't open his eyes and said in a low voice.

"Then why didn't you just kill him directly?" Zheng Quzhi's eyes widened.

Wei Yan finally opened his eyes and tilted his head to look at Zheng Quzhi: "How can I kill the weapon before it appears?"

Wen Yanjian's words made Zheng Qu feel weird. After a long silence, he suffocated: "Then, Mr. Wei knows how the evil spirit died?"

"Probably guessed it." After Wei Yan returned, he turned around and stopped paying attention to Zheng Quzhi. Zheng Quzhi yelled a few times and didn't get a response, so he had to give up.

***

Although he was very energetic at the beginning, but for some reason, he really fell asleep in the past.

When he woke up, Wei Yan was already gone.

Zheng Quzhi was a little flustered and quickly got out of bed. As soon as he bowed his head, he saw that the knife on the ground was gone. Zheng Quzhi's heart was beating rapidly: Isn't Wei Yan going to kill?

KOKOKO——

The sound of knocking on the door suddenly sounded, and Zheng Quzhi was shocked.

For the first time, he thought of Wei Yan. But it suddenly occurred to him that, except for the time in the bathroom today, Wei Yan never knocked on the door when he entered his room recently.

What's more, this is a room for two people.

"Who?" he said nervously.

"Gluck, uncle, it's me!" Zhuzhu's laughter sounded outside.

Zheng Quzhi has a black face. He is called Wei Yan as his elder brother, and he is called his uncle? What's the matter with this little girl! Why are you still treating it differently? ! !

But when he heard Zhuzhu's voice, his heart fell. This Zhuzhu didn't eat human flesh like those people did, and it looked normal, and it looked so cute, so it was reassuring to look at.

He opened the door and saw Zhuzhu wrapped in a blanket, looking up at himself pitifully: "Uncle, Zhuzhu is scared, okay with Zhuzhu to sleep?"

There were still tears on Zhuzhu's face. Zheng Qu felt a bit softened, and squatted down to look at Zhuzhu, "Zhuzhu, how did you come here?"

Zhuzhu tilted her head, and said with a grinning voice, "Hey you are here!"

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi wanted to slap himself. What is he doing? It was naive to want to know something from a child.

"Come in." He reached out, trying to hold Zhuzhu's hand.

Zhuzhu took a step back, a little timid in her big round eyes: "Uncle, can you go to my room?"

Hearing this, Zheng Quzhi's eyes filled with waves, and a vigilance flashed past. His face didn't show up, and he smiled more and more kindly: "What do you want to do in your room? My aunt said that you can't just go to the girl's room."

As soon as Wei Yan came back, she saw the girl named Zhuzhu talking to Zheng Quzhi at the door of the room, her brows frowned instantly.

"What are you doing?" He said in a deep voice.

Hearing Wei Yan's voice, Zheng Quzhi heaved a sigh of relief, and looked at Wei Yan subconsciously, with a little helplessness in his eyes: "Zhuzhu said that she was scared alone, and asked me to go to her room to sleep with her."

"Sleep with her?" Wei Yan's voice froze in vain, and his eyes swept to Zhuzhu coldly: "What are you? Why do you want him to sleep with you?"

"But... brother, I'm scared!" Zhuzhu bit her lip aggrievedly.

Wei Yan stepped forward and pushed Zheng Quzhi into the room, and followed him into the room. Then he stood in the room and bowed his head to Zhuzhu indifferently and said, "He won't sleep with you, go back by himself."

After speaking, he closed the door with a slap and left the lock incidentally.

Zheng Quzhi stayed silent.

and many more……

Shouldn't this plot develop like this?