Ji Xu, who was on the second floor, suddenly frowned.

The sudden change in the aura downstairs was unable to avoid his spiritual sense. Although it was only a short moment, the flash of vaguely palpitations had already attracted his attention.

The girl next to him glanced at him and pressed a pause.

"Go down and take a look."

The magnetic drawing board with the words written reached in front of Ji Xu's eyes.

"Okay." Ji Xu nodded, got up and pushed the door out.

The girl behind her was holding the drawing board and followed closely.

There was a little chaos downstairs at this time, with more than ten people surrounding the gallery. Thunder flashed on Wu Yuming's body and he fell to the ground and was unconscious.

Bai Luofan looked anxious, "Have you found the reason?"

"Mr. Bai, Mr. Wu's situation is a bit bad." One of the middle-aged men said, "Why would you better send it to the hospital."

"Are you stupid?" A woman with heavy makeup on the side immediately pulled him, "He looks like this now. If you send him to the hospital, the special affairs team will immediately invite you in for tea."

Several people around him also advised him, and there was a quarrel between talking and talking.

"Okay!" Bai Luofan shouted impatiently, "It's not okay to send it to the hospital, it's not okay to send it to the hospital, so you guys are going to make an idea."

The middle-aged man who spoke before pushed his glasses on his nose and said, "Why, who can come and have a look?"

Bai Luofan was stunned, "Who?"

"Little Sword God." The middle-aged man reminded.

Bai Luofan's face darkened, "He is far away in the capital, and it will be cold when he comes."

After hearing this, the middle-aged man and others looked at each other and all saw the joy in each other's eyes.

Sure enough, the rumors were not groundless, and the Bai family and Qin Huai knew each other.

"Is he Director Wu Yuming?"

While everyone was thinking about it, a gentle but affirmative voice came from behind.

Ji Xu separated the crowd and walked in.

Bai Luofan frowned. The young man in front of him looked handsome and gentle, but he confirmed that he had no impression of the other person who suddenly appeared.

Just as I was about to ask him who he was, I saw the girl following him.

"Xiao Shi, why did you come out?"

His steps were a little anxious, and even Wu Yuming on the ground didn't care. He stepped over, pulled away Ji Xu who was blocking the girl, and walked up to her and asked.

Can you hear the care in your words, and you are still a little panic?

Although Ji Xu frowned at the other party pushing him away, his purpose was not to be serious.

He raised his foot forward, walked straight to Wu Yuming, and then squatted down.

"Hey, what are you doing?" The middle-aged man next to him pressed Ji Xu's shoulder and asked in a bad tone.

Ji Xu paused and glanced at the other person's palm on his left shoulder.

"Who asked you to come in?"

The few people around him said one by one, vaguely surrounding Ji Xu.

Seeing this, Bai Luofan just frowned and said to the girl in front of him: "Xiao Shi, you can't leave the second floor, do you know?"

The girl called Xiaoshi was stunned for a moment, then looked at Ji Xu, surrounded by several people, and pointed.

Bai Luofan smiled and turned around, "Okay, this little brother is also a guest, don't get me wrong."

Everyone dispersed when they heard this, but just as the middle-aged man wanted to take his hand away from Ji Xu's shoulder, his face suddenly changed.

Because his palm seemed to be stuck with strong glue, he couldn't lift it up.

"What are you doing?" the man shouted angrily, grabbed his arm with his other hand, and lifted it up hard, but it didn't move at all.

It was like a firewood stick, stuck in the soil.

Bai Luofan and others were all stunned, a little confused about the situation in front of them. Only the woman who had previously quarreled with the middle-aged man looked slightly and her hand secretly carried behind her back.

Ji Xu reached out to Wu Yuming. The lightning on the other party was pulled, turning into electric currents and climbing up along his fingertips. But as soon as he touched it, a thick stream of ink surged out of his sleeves, swallowing all the currents.

"The power of the curse seal?" The woman next to her changed her face and blurted out.

Ji Xu's face became solemn, and after he had finished cleaning up the lightning, he stood up directly.

Because Wu Yuming is dead.

Although there are residual breaths of life, all the organs inside are exhausted, and the fluctuations of the soul cannot be sensed. They should have completely collapsed.

It’s just that there is no leakage of energy, which is a bit incredible to Ji Xu.

Because he knew that with his current spiritual power, it would be easy to peek at a person's soul.

Of course, it is just a destructive sense, such as taking memories alone, which is impossible.

With the means of directly hurting the soul, it actually did not help the current incident, especially since he was unable to determine how Wu Yuming died.

Ji Xu stood up, and the middle-aged man behind him also calmed down at this time. He obviously knew that the young man in front of him was not ordinary, and he could guess by easily absorbing the lightning.

What's more, I haven't heard of the power of the curse seal that can be used by people in addition to the [Yin and Yang Family].

"That, verbally offend, please don't care." The middle-aged man sneered, with a clear begging for mercy in his tone.

Bai Luofan walked closer and did not react for a while.

"Is there something wrong with the underworld?" Ji Xu turned his head and asked directly to the man behind him.

At the same time, remove the spiritual consciousness that pulled the other party's arm.

The middle-aged man shook his wrist. When Ji Xu said the word "吉" in the underworld, even though it was hidden well in his eyes, there was still a hint of panic.

"What are you talking about? The matter of the underworld is not something that I, a little traveler, can know." The man forced a smile, but anyone could see the far-fetchedness on his face.

Bai Luofan didn't say anything, but just looked at the other party. Without looking at it, he knew that the "Teacher Wu" on the ground was cold, and the guy in front of him showed his suspicion.

No matter what the truth is, he needs an explanation.

The director of the famous Shi International Painting Museum died in his villa. This is not an ordinary cat or dog, but a person who enjoys a famous name in the domestic art circles. It is difficult to think about it.

At the same time, he was also a little curious about the young man brought by his sister.

"Is that kind of person the same?" he thought to himself, but was looking at it quietly.

Ji Xu didn't know what he was thinking, but looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with an unnatural expression and the woman who was ready to go, and slowly spoke: "Although it is very hiding, I have also dealt with ghosts and are sensitive to ghost spirit. Perhaps the aura on both of you two can't feel anything, but in my eyes, the remaining ghost spirit after possession and robbing the soul is too obvious."

As soon as these words were spoken, not only the two people in front of me, but the faces of the people around me changed. Of course, except for the girl whose faces were as calm as ever, there was also a little curiosity in her eyes.

It's just a curiosity about Ji Xu.

The possession of the soul is considered to be of the same nature as the driver of the taxi that Ji Xu took when he came before. Other people's souls are attached to this body, and use the soul in the body as nutrients to maintain their souls until they are completely integrated into this body.

What's more sinister than the rebirth of the monster novel.
Chapter completed!