The smell of blood slowly gushed out from the room. Xia Zhihuai had a meal and focused his eyes on Qu Yuan with Huang Xikong who was sitting on the other side.

The female ghost with white skirt was originally capable of being able to see her, her pale face slowly turned purple and blue, her face swelled faintly, and her yin energy surged abnormally. Her long hair spread behind her shoulders spread her teeth and claws a little under the rich yin energy.

Xia Zhihuai was a little uncertain, but he felt something was wrong and looked at Huang Xikong in confusion: "What's wrong with her? It feels wrong..."

Huang Xikong had a serious expression, and he observed with a cold face for a few seconds before he said solemnly: "She is devouring my yin energy."

"What a thing that is not afraid of death." He sighed slightly, preparing to take back the yin energy wrapped around Qu Yuan, and asked Xia Zhihuai, "Do you have any talismans around you? It was painted by Wanwan."

Xia Zhihuai swallowed: "However, there is..."

He took out a handful of talisman paper from his pocket, his expression on his face was unpredictable, and finally he was shocked and puzzled: "Ordinary ghosts should not dare to devour your yin energy, right? What kind of mutation is this?"

Huang Xikong said calmly, "I don't know very well. Most of the ghosts I met before have a much lower cultivation than me. I am afraid of my breath and ability. No ghost is like her, forcibly devouring my yin energy."

His yin energy has gone through thousands of years and is more mellow and powerful than the yin energy condensed by many new ghosts.

Devouring his yin energy is beneficial, but of course it is harmful.

Huang Xikong raised his hand to retract the Yin Qi, and Xia Zhihuai immediately started to sweep three talismans over.

"Generally speaking, a ghost with a stronger cultivation than me, or a ghost with a comparable cultivation to me will get a great boost if it devours my yin energy. The disadvantages can almost be said to be minimal."

"But a little ghost like her who has just been a 10 or 20 years old can partially improve the strength of devouring my yin energy, but it should be more affected by my yin energy. She cannot fully control this part of the yin energy, so that... she will lose her sober mind and may become out of control for a period of time, attacking ordinary people and ghosts without any difference."

Xia Zhihuai's mouth twitched a few times, wanting to complain that his yin energy was very similar to some kind of indescribable magical tonic, but he held it back when he was at his mouth because the blood had already spread to his feet. The soles of the white limited edition sneakers were very sticky. He sat on the chair, holding the bowls and chopsticks in his hands, and lifted his feet up and glared at Qu Yuan.

"grass!"

The blood on the carpet looked very real. He looked at Huang Xikong: "Is Wanwan's talisman useless? Why is she still bleeding? I remember her should have been strangled to death. Where did so much blood come from? Will the blood on the carpet be able to be cleaned up in a while, right?"

Huang Xikong floated to Qu Yuan who was lying on the ground, and was about to squat down to check Qu Yuan's condition. Qu Yuan, who had originally lowered her head, suddenly raised her head and pounced on Huang Xikong, and opened her mouth to bite Huang Xikong's neck.

Xia Zhihuai was shocked and threw his rice bowl on the table, grabbed the talismans on the table and prepared to clean up Qu Yuan.

Huang Xikong raised his left hand to stop him: "Don't come over."

His tone was very calm, Xia Zhihuai's heart was a little calmer. He looked at Huang Xikong holding Qu Yuan's cheeks with his right hand, forcing Qu Yuan to open his mouth with a powerful force. Her teeth became very sharp, and she looked like a sharp tooth of a wild wolf at all, with dark red liquid hanging on the tips of her teeth, wrapped in a faint black yin energy.

Huang Xikong was wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and was wearing a loose light-colored shirt on the outside. The three buttons on the neck were not buttoned, so you could clearly see the wound on the side of his neck. Two rows of staggered blood holes were bleeding out, flowing along his collarbone to the short-sleeved shirt and the collar of the shirt. However, the two rows of blood holes soon healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Xia Zhihuai's eyes flashed, and his heart was full of confusion.

How could Huang Xikong be bitten and bleeding?

It's incredible.

He had no time to think about it and focused on Qu Yuan's eyes. The black and white eyes had turned blood-red at this moment, like a thirsty vampire. His open mouth stretched out his sharp fangs and shouted at them unfairly. The three talismans that were imprisoning her turned into several golden ropes, tied her up tightly.

Xia Zhihuai suspected that if these talismans were not suppressed by her, she would have dared to insert the fingertips that had become sharp claws into his heart in minutes.

"Is this crazy?"

Although Xia Zhihuai was asking questions, his tone was already 70% or 80% certain.

"Can't be crazy."

Huang Xikong sneered, and grabbed Qu Yuan's neck like a thorn in his left hand, and his eyes suddenly became sharp.

The next second, the yin energy surging on Qu Yuan's body began to flow backwards, and it flowed from Qu Yuan's neck into his palm.

“Let go… let go!”

Qu Yuan's eyes were so bitter that she opened her mouth and made a strange sound of "hoho" and her soul gradually became transparent.

Xia Zhihuai stood quietly aside and watched all this, not daring to disturb Huang Xikong.

The light in the entire box was so dark that it was frustrating. The blood flowing on the carpet finally stopped. The wet and sticky feeling on the carpet disappeared, but the dark red mark left was still shocking. If it weren't for the blood stains left on his sneakers, he even thought that everything just now seemed like an illusion.

When Huang Xikong let go of his hand, Qu Yuan's face had returned to normal, and her soul became much weaker than before. The wounds struck by the talisman were hideous and lively, and her condition became listless. She had no power to move under the talisman's confinement.

Huang Xikong stood up and opened his eyes. Xia Zhihuai was frightened by his dark eyes and took a step back, and asked tentatively: "Are you okay?"

“Nothing happens.”

Huang Xikong calmed down the surging yin energy, absorbing all the excessive yin energy in the room cleanly. His face, which had looked gloomy and cold, returned to a jade-like appearance, and his black and dirty eyes also became black and white.

For some reason, Xia Zhihuai felt that his face seemed to be more delicate and delicate than before, and even his temperament seemed to have changed a lot, with a faint sense of oppression and noble spirit.

"I absorbed half of the yin and resentment in her body." Huang Xikong raised his hand and swept it. The stains on the carpet and the traces on Xia Zhihuai's upper disappeared. He lowered his head and held his fingertips, and a curve slightly curled up at the corner of his mouth. "The current state is better than ever before."

Xia Zhihuai pointed to his collar: "Cleaning the blood stains on the collar."

He sat back on the chair, looked at the chopsticks that fell to the ground, and had no desire to eat anymore.

"I'll ask the waiter to pack it. Qu Yuan, please put it away first, and let's talk about other things when we return to Longshu Town."

Huang Xikong watched him pack the leftover food, and the two took Qu Xiunan to call the car. As soon as they were about to get on the car, two black Passats suddenly stopped nearby. Four men in casual clothes got out of the car and stopped the taxi that was about to leave.

One of them showed Xia Zhihuai's ID, and his sharp eyes glanced like a falcon, glanced at Qu Xiunan, who was unconscious in the back seat, and said, "Mr. Xia, Director Lian asked us to take you to the bureau. Please come with me."

Xia Zhihuai turned his head and glanced at Huang Xikong in front of him, retracted his gaze and said, "Do you have tonight?"

"Yes." The man in charge looked at him, "We will send a car to take you back to Nagarjuna Town later."

Xia Zhihuai sighed helplessly: "Okay."

He got out of the car and watched the two of them holding Qu Xiunan into the back seat of a Passat. He looked down at his watch. It was already 11:30 in the evening. He didn't know when he would be able to go back to the Demon Administration Bureau. Wanwan had to take care of herself tonight.

Huang Xikong put his hands in his pocket and walked slowly to him. His eyes passed by the staff of the demon management bureau who looked very serious and asked in a low voice: "Why should I go over and take care of Wanwan first?"

Xia Zhihuai shook his head: "You go with me. The Demon Administration Bureau probably came for Qu Yuan's business. Isn't Qu Yuan there? Isn't I there? I can't run around with a ghost."

Huang Xikong's eyes flashed over the two of them: "I'll go to the Demon Administration Bureau, are you sure?"

"They don't look like guys who can tolerate a ghost walking freely under their noses."

Xia Zhihuai looked at him deeply: "You are standing in front of them now. I don't think they recognize you as a ghost. Since you practiced that shadow technique, you are becoming more and more like a living person. I just wanted to ask you, how could you bleed when Qu Yuan bites you?"

Huang Xikong did not answer his question, and his lips were gently pursed together.

When the two men from the Demon Administration Bureau looked over, he leaned his index finger against his lips, signaling Xia Zhihuai to remain silent.

Xia Zhihuai's eyes were dark, but he still restrained his emotions and stopped asking questions.

Huang Xikong is now having more and more secrets.

He is also becoming more and more like a living person.

This made him a little uneasy, but it was more puzzled and far-reaching.

However, he still believed in Huang Xikong's nature. The integrity and kindness in his bones were the reason why Wanwan treated him well at the beginning, and it was also the reason why he was willing to accept him to live at home.

As long as he does not hurt Wanwan and him, and does not deprive others of their lives, he can pretend to be deaf and dumb, but ask about these minor strange things.

...

The car soon drove to the Demon Administration Office.

The Iron City Demon Management Bureau department looks quite rich, more than twice as good as the construction facilities of the office site of the Criminal Investigation Detachment next door. The cars parked at the door ranged from hundreds of thousands to millions. The cheapest car was actually dispatched to pick up their official cars, which cost 200,000 yuan.

The Criminal Investigation Detachment and the Demon Administration Bureau are both brightly lit, which shows that the work of both departments is not easy.

Huang Xikong and Xia Zhihuai entered the office building of the Demon Administration Bureau and were led to an office. Qu Xiunan was taken away by them, saying that he wanted to have a physical examination to ensure that there was no permanent physical damage left behind by the female ghost.

Xia Zhihuai really wanted to say no, there were two people at home who knew very well about ghosts, and they might not be able to do better.

But I endured it.

Because, no matter whether it is three and a half years old Wanwan or the thousand-year-old evil ghost around him, it is not very convincing to take it out and make a statement.

"Please wait, our director will have a meeting in the conference room and will come over later."

The receptionist poured them two glasses of water and left quickly.

It was not until more than ten minutes later that the office door was pushed open and four people came in one go.

Xia Zhihuai didn't recognize three of them.

The person walking at the end was just seen by Zhou Heping during the day.

The man in the lead has a strange face, a medium-short, three-seven-part hairstyle, and looks like he is walking up at the age of 25. He has superior bones, deep eye sockets, high nose bridge, deep eyebrows and thick eyebrows. At first glance, it is not very amazing, but it is a standard three-bedroom and five-eye eye, which is very consistent with traditional aesthetics. His whole temperament is lonely, cold, hard and straight, wearing black short-sleeved and pants, a pair of black military boots on his feet, the muscle lines on his arms are very beautiful, and his aura is very strong. He attracts all his attention as soon as he enters the door.

As soon as he opened his mouth, Xia Zhihuai identified who this person was from his voice.

Lian Yuliang.

Just passed the phone a few hours ago.

The sound is very recognizable.

"Hello, I'm Lian Yuliang, let me introduce it to you."

He pointed at Zhou Heping who was closed: "I don't need to mention this, you have seen Zhou Heping during the day."

"These two were sent by the Taoist Association to solve the case of intercepting the life-blocking card. Hua Juan, the apprentice of Taoist Priest Guiyiguan, and Hu Jia, the apprentice of Taoist Priest Guiyiguan, Qingyunguan Longxiangtao."

Xia Zhihuai looked at Hu Qi first.

This person is very special, his eyes are closed.

Hu Qi was very keen. Almost as his eyes fell, he turned his face to him and said actively: "Don't be curious, I really can't see it."

Hu Qi looks very young, probably between young people and teenagers. She has a kind of elegant and tall slender beauty after the spring rain. Her eyebrows and eyes look soft and graceful, but she is not short, about 1.8 meters tall, wearing a white T-shirt and a navy blue knitted cardigan.
To be continued...