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Chapter 472

Yu Feitong followed Chen Xuan to the villa. As a police officer, her sensory abilities were much sharper than ordinary people. Although she didn't understand why Chen Xuan chose this villa, she could feel that something was wrong with the villa.

Before entering, I found that the temperature around me was several degrees colder than other places, and there was a gloomy wind blowing from no one knew where it came from.

"Junior brother, follow me closely, there may be something wrong with this villa." The bold Yu Feitong walked over first and opened the door of the villa.

Chen Xuan took out a small mahogany sword and followed him, keeping his concentration on guard.

When he was at the tomb of General Niujiazhuang, he had already seen the existence of zombies in this world. Now facing this extremely sinister villa, he did not dare to take it lightly.

After the two of them entered the villa hall, the temperature dropped even lower, and the cold wind kept attacking their bodies. Even though Yu Feitong was in good health, he was a little unable to withstand it.

"Junior brother, are you cold? It seems that the air conditioner is turned on in this villa." Yu Feitong scanned the hall, looking for the location of the air conditioner.

Chen Xuan shook his head and said: "I'm not cold. The low temperature here shouldn't be due to the air conditioner."

Kowloon Court is an abandoned real estate, and most of the houses have not been renovated. Although this villa happened to be renovated and the air conditioner was installed, it was obviously not turned on.

"It's not an air conditioner, so why is it so cold?" Yu Feitong was very curious. It's only late autumn, not winter yet, and the winter in Yundong Province is not that cold. The temperature here is already close to zero.

Chen Xuan walked a few steps in the hall and felt the cold air coming from underground.

"Could it be that the mysterious Gu Master who is related to Wang Haofa is cultivating Cold Food Gu here?" Chen Xuan immediately came up with this idea.

The cold and cold atmosphere here is very strong, so it is indeed a good place to cultivate cold-eating Gu insects.

It's just that Yin Qi and cold Qi are two attributes. Cold food Gu usually only absorbs cold Qi. If it absorbs both at the same time, who knows what it will mutate into?

The kind of cold-food Gu worm in Secretary Cai's body doesn't have any yin energy.

Therefore, Chen Xuan only made a brief guess, and then a new confusion arose. If cold-eating Gu worms were not cultivated, could this place really be haunted?

But after entering the villa, no ghosts appeared. Chen Xuan was already ready to kill with the peach wood sword, but now it seems that there will be no danger.

"Yu Feitong, let's go out, there is nothing unusual here." Chen Xuan said after scanning with his clairvoyant eyes.

"Okay, Mr. Chen." Yu Feitong responded, and the two of them returned to their original titles.

After exiting the villa, Chen Xuan began to look for other unusual places. The night was dark and he couldn't see too far with his clairvoyant eyes. The Jiulong Garden was also very large, so it was difficult to determine the direction of exploration for a while.

As for the ghost hunters who went up to various buildings, there was no danger for the time being. It seemed that the so-called hauntings were just superstitious rumors.

Chen Xuan thought for a while and said: "Yu Feitong, let's go back to the original place first."

"Okay, I just wanted to inquire about the situation with a few Taoist priests who stayed in place." Yu Feitong felt that there would be no results in exploring these villas. Chen Xuan's words just met her wishes.

The two of them walked back to the original gathering point, and saw that Taoist Master Mao had already set up the altar, was walking on the Seven Star Steps, muttering something in his mouth, and began to cast spells.

Taoist Master Mao's male disciple, who was guarding the Dharma next to him, saw Chen Xuan and Yu Feitong approaching and shouted rudely: "Stay away from here. Didn't you see that my master is casting a spell?"

"Can your master cast a spell like this to drive away evil spirits out of thin air?" Chen Xuan asked with a half-smile without leaving.

The male disciple said proudly: "Of course, my master has great supernatural powers and boundless magic power, and with the help of the Dharma altar, it is very simple to kill a few little devils."

"Oh, then I'd like to observe it." Chen Xuan watched with interest as Taoist Master Mao cast spells, which was similar to the Taoist priests he watched on TV when he was a child.

Yu Feitong walked up to the male disciple and asked in a calm tone: "Is your master invited by Wang Haofa to come to Jiulong Garden to exorcise ghosts?"

"Of course, aren't you?" Seeing Yu Feitong's beauty, the male disciple's expression softened a little.

Yu Feitong continued to ask: "We came here on our own. Did Wang Haofa mention anything about exorcising ghosts in Jiulong Garden? What should we pay attention to?"

"Haha, don't ask. Only my master can take this million, so don't even think about it." The male disciple finally realized that this beautiful woman was trying to trick him again, and his attitude immediately became cold again, "Quickly leave.

Stay away and don’t interfere with my master’s spellcasting.”

"Afan, it doesn't matter. Let them see it. This fake Taoist priest can't understand my magical powers anyway." On the altar, Taoist Master Mao said with a very arrogant look.

"Yes, Master." Afan stood aside respectfully, admiring the master's spirit in casting spells.

Five minutes later, Taoist Master Mao finally finished casting the spell, stood on the altar with his hands behind his back, and said confidently: "Afan, just wait for the evil ghost to come and slay you. When the time comes, you must remember what Master taught you, don't

I'm afraid, if you can kill an evil ghost tonight, it will be your day to become a master!"

"Master, I have been waiting for this day!" At this moment, Afan was very excited. If he could start teaching tonight, it would mean that he would be able to make money by practicing alone.

Yu Feitong, who was standing aside with Chen Xuan, couldn't help but said: "Boring."

These mythical and superstitious things are indeed boring to her, a highly educated police officer who only believes in science.

She wanted to see how these Taoist priests and goddesses would explain to Manager Xu if they couldn't catch a single ghost.

But she herself felt that there would be nothing gained tonight, so she could only go back and report to the director, and then investigate Wang Haofa from other aspects.

After another minute or two, no monsters or monsters were summoned by Taoist Master Mao's spell. Instead, a dozen other people who went deep into the building returned to the gathering point without finding anything.

The goddess who was burning yellow paper on the ground also walked towards Taoist Master Mao's altar.

Seeing that these people couldn't even catch a ghost, Taoist Master Mao couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth. There are too many so-called masters in this society who seek fame and reputation. In the end, he still has to rely on him, the real ghost-hunting master, to show off his power.

"Hey, please spread out. Don't gather here and interfere with our fight against ghosts!" Afan quickly called out to the dozen or so Taoist priests and goddesses who were constantly surrounding them.

He was already nervous about the upcoming battle, but now these people came to interfere with him even if they didn't catch the enemy. They were really a group of guys who failed to succeed but failed to succeed.

However, after Afan warned, these people continued to gather around him, as if they had not heard what he said at all.

At this time, whether it was Chen Xuan, Yu Feitong or Daoist Mao, they all felt that something was wrong.


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