Charming Divine Doctor

As the proverb goes, curiosity killed the cat. Chen Jian became curious and went along with it.

Ah Sheng was naturally in charge of driving. Normally, it would take at least two hours for Liu Hong to return home from the central area, but for Ah Sheng to drive, he would only need ten minutes.

"You … Where did you find it... Driver? " Chen Jian personally experienced what a soul racer was.

Even Wang Ye didn't look too well off, he almost vomited on the spot.

"This driver is probably poisoned!" Chen Jian kept complaining.

"What's wrong with me driving? If you don't want to, then don't! " Ah Sheng was not to be outdone.

"Alright, calm down!" Wang Ye forced himself to say it.

Liu Hong endured his dizziness as he took out the key to open the door. He had always felt that he was just hallucinating because he drank too much, and he saw the car fly up.

It really was a flying car! If it were not for the large number of people, Wang Ye would definitely beat Ah Sheng up.

The few of them walked into the small house, Wang Ye could feel that something was wrong, the inside was extremely humid, but the location of the house was not bad.

It was one thing to say that the air was humid, but the temperature outside was obviously different from the inside of the villa.

"Be careful, I feel that this place isn't safe." The old Way of the Gods suddenly spoke out to remind Wang Ye, scaring him out of his wits.

The latter chanted the chant and opened the Yin Yang Eyes. Looking around, he didn't see anything out of the ordinary, but felt that someone was staring at him from behind.

Who was staring at him? It was as if they were prey, and the killing intent grew as they entered the house. Just who was it!? The more Wang Ye thought about it, the more he felt a chill behind his back.

"Pa Da …" The door suddenly closed. Wang Ye suddenly turned around, only to see that Ah Sheng had closed the door.

"Why can't I turn on the lights?" Liu Hong said softly.

Wang Ye suddenly felt a cold wind blow past. He reached out to stroke his neck that was covered in cold sweat and asked the old man, "What is this thing?"

"Under the probing of my Spiritual Sense, I also did not discover that this thing is more terrifying than I had imagined." The old Daoist grew rather nervous as well.

"Aren't you very awesome? Could it be that even you're afraid of ghosts? " Wang Ye unhappily attacked him.

The old Daoist straightened his body and said, "This old man only has one remnant soul. If I can form my primordial spirit, would I need to fear a mere little imp?"

Wang Ye was too lazy to bicker with him, he felt that something was amiss inside, the killing intent became stronger and stronger, as though the spirit was very close to him. He whispered: "Ah Sheng, open the door! Let's leave first! "

"The door is broken. It can't be opened!" Ah Sheng tried to unlock the door, but the lock seemed to be stuck on it.

"I'll do it!" Liu Hong was the most nervous one.

Previously, when he knew that Wang Ye would look at Feng Shui, he should be a master, but if a master wanted to retreat in battle, how could he not be nervous?

Liu Hong's strength could not compare to Ah Sheng's, he was even more unable to open the door, how could there be such a coincidence, the moment they locked the door, it was already broken.

"God …" Godly Doctor... Is there a ghost? " Liu Hong's eyes were darting around, his back pressed tightly against the door.

Suddenly, a flash of red flashed past Wang Ye's eyes. It was so bright, and a strong stench of blood filled his nose, telling him his intuition that he had encountered a troublesome, dirty thing.

"Don't make a ruckus!" Wang Ye took out a Yellow Talisman from his pocket.

When the talisman was ignited, the flames were very small. Wang Ye did not know where they came from, but a cold wind blew from, causing the flames to constantly sway, but the ball of fire gave Wang Ye a sense of warmth.

The yin aura here was too heavy and the killing intent was also too heavy. It was simply an evil residence!

Using the weak light of the fire and the moonlight, Wang Ye looked at the strange room. The arrangement inside was really too problematic, the bell in front of the door was for gathering spirits and the portrait drawing on the stairs on the second floor was focused and focused.

According to the old Daoist's experience, portraits of people should not be hung on the stairs. People would easily be frightened and might even extinguish three balls of yang fire.

When he saw the portrait, Wang Ye felt that the person in the portrait was also staring at him.

With his current level, he could not even see the three balls of Yang Flames of humans, which was only the top of his head and his shoulders. Wang Ye's body felt like it was being stuffed into a freezer because the flames of the three balls of Yang Flames were about to be extinguished.

The rest were all staring at Wang Ye, waiting for him to make a move.

"The Gate of Life …" Wang Ye muttered: "The door of death is under our feet, which is also the place where the yin energy is the most abundant."

Everyone suddenly took a step back, as if the ground would be covered with maggots at any moment.

On the west side, there was a screen with a portrait on it. All of the Miasma was gathered where they were standing.

"Let's try to see if the lights in the other spots can be turned on." Wang Ye said.

However, Liu Hong was already scared to the point that his legs were trembling. He took two steps forward and almost fell to the ground.

"I don't dare!" Liu Hong said nervously.

Ah Sheng saw a light switch as he said sarcastically, "You people just like to scare yourselves. I don't believe it!"

Ah Sheng even thought that it was Wang Ye scaring them. In the past, his friends would always frighten them like that, so he was the bravest one.

Although the atmosphere here was tense, Ah Sheng was not afraid of him at all. He walked to the light switch and said: "You bunch of cowards, have you all been scared to death by Wang Ye?"

"Pa Da …" The sound of a switch could be heard clearly in the empty living room, but the light was not on.

"What is it?" "How is it wet?" Ah Sheng retracted his hand.

"Fuck your brother-in-law!" Ah Sheng almost jumped up as he said, "This damn house is leaking water, I think it's due to the skipping of the gates, the walls are full of water!"

Wang Ye had already noticed it a long time ago, this house was too humid, he knew that no matter what, he wouldn't be able to turn on the lights.

After igniting the third Yellow Talisman, he asked, "Old Daoist, is there any way?"

"It's not that we don't have a way out, just find a house in the house and guard it together. We'll be fine after dawn." The old Daoist seemed to be very relaxed, but he did not know where he was hiding, nor did he see any trace of the old Daoist in his sea of consciousness.

"Do you still have any powerful spells hidden within you?" Hurry up and pass it to me, and let me deal with this guy! " Wang Ye said.

He took out the sariras, but the sariras' body slightly trembled in his palm, and only a strand of Yin Qi was absorbed into the sariras' body. There was not a single trace of light left in the sariras.

This was a buddhist treasure! It was all useless! The sariras also had no way of refining this grievance. Wang Ye urged his spirit energy, and a surge of energy shot out from the sariras, but to no avail.

Perhaps this was not an ordinary ghost, but an evil ghost! Wang Ye originally wanted to release the King of Gamble's soul, but this guy seemed to be scared out of his wits and was unwilling to come out.

Underworld Passing Technique! When Wang Ye thought of this technique, he immediately recited the chant.