Mo Lan, the sixth sister who cleaned up Cai Lucao together, saw Fu Shiyi suddenly closed her eyes, as if she was sensing something, she immediately turned her head and signaled Mr. Fu and others to stop setting up the formation in order to prevent it from interfering with Fu Shiyi.

At this moment.

Fu Shiyi entered a mysterious state.

She was originally a spiritual body, the mother of the Yin spirit, and she was born to life.

But.

When she was promoted to the fifth-rank family, under the suppression of the dynasty jade seal, her body had been reorganized, and the power of the originally sealed spirit body was also eliminated. She thought that her spiritual body would be destroyed.

But.

At this moment.

She relaxed.

But I felt that the originally hot guest room was actually lingering with yin force, thick as silk. The roots that had just been pulled out of Cai Lucao accidentally grew to three inches high in an instant.

Fu Shiyi felt it.

Thousands of eyes are staring at themselves.

She couldn't help but shuddered.

Then he mustered up his courage.

Suddenly raised his head.

"This......"

Fu Shiyi's pupils suddenly widened!

But see.

On the ceiling.

At this moment, a personal head was crowded with dense crowds, and the space on the ceiling seemed to overlap. The houses of less than ten square meters were filled with at least 100,000 heads. Their faces were ferocious and they showed a painful look, as if they wanted to break free from this constraint, but the space was too small and there were too many heads. The more they squeezed, the smaller the space they occupied, the more than a dozen heads were almost overlapping and embedded with each other.

"Gudong!"

Fu Shiyi rolled his throat hard.

Unconsciously took a step back.

Suddenly.

Her body froze.

Look down.

But see.

Not just the ceiling.

Around her.

The whole room was densely packed with countless heads.

Millions of pairs of eyes.

Or angry.

Or despair.

Or beg.

Staring at her with bright eyes.

A tiny sound rang.

Listen carefully:

"The mother of Yin Spirit, born and born without cinnabar."

"What the hell is going on?!!"

Fu Shiyi exclaimed in surprise, then her eyes flashed, and the guest room full of spider webs shining under the ghost light at the beginning. She looked around and saw that everyone looked normal. After asking again and again, she learned that the scene just now was only visible to her:

"Grandfather, we want to change rooms!!"

This is not something that people live in at all.

No wonder a ghost light lit up in this room.

When everyone learned what Fu Shiyi saw, they were shocked and angry. Unexpectedly, the old shopkeeper was so ill-hearted. Even though there was something wrong with the house, they asked them to move in. A group of people put away the flags and ran to the first floor excitedly. The first floor living room was empty, and the old shopkeeper was not seen at the front desk.

Everyone ran to the second floor again.

All the lights on the second floor are turned off and locked.

"Since they are not on the first and second floors, they must have rested on the third floor!"

Fu Shiyi and others rushed to the third floor again. The third floor is different from the other seven floors. There is no corridor. There is only one door on the entire floor. As the entrance. After knocking on the door, no one came to open the door for a long time. Fu Shiyi and others looked at each other, and a spiritual power hit the door. The door easily "creaked" and slowly opened:

"This is..."

After the door opens.

What you see is a piece of land.

On the land is an old tree thirty feet tall, and under the old tree is a withered spirit flower. There is nothing else, let alone the figure of the old shopkeeper and his wife.
Chapter completed!