I'm in Horror World, Taoism Exorcism

The boss is a little unconvinced: "Really?"

Chen Feng nodded seriously: "Really."

The boss asked suspiciously, "How do you know?"

Chen Feng smiled: "I am Wang Ying~Xuan's heir.

After speaking, Chen Feng took An Qi and turned away, leaving the boss standing there with a confused look.

On the street outside, An Qi asked, "Did you speak Chinese just now?"

Chen Feng: "Otherwise?"

Angie: "Although I didn't understand a word, it seemed to have a unique beauty.

Chen Feng smiled and said, "When you understand the meaning of these words, you will feel more beautiful.

If you like, I can buy you some Chinese poetry collections in English in a while.

But after translation, there is no original beauty and charm.

If you want to experience the original feel, you can try to learn Chinese.

Angie: "I'll look at those poetry collections first.

"it is good."

It happened that there was a bookstore next to it. Chen Feng took An Qi in and bought a set of Tang and Song Poems in English for An Qi.

An Qi held the book and read it as she walked, not long after she read it, she exclaimed: "This poem is so beautiful.

I searched for her for a long time, and when I suddenly looked back, it turned out that she was in the sky full of lights.

"What the hell?

Chen Feng leaned over to take a look, and it turned out to be a sentence from Xin Qiji's "The Qingyu Case - Yuan Xi": "It is difficult to find him in the crowd, but when I look back, the man is in the dim light.

Chen Feng has a black line, what the hell is this translation.

This made An Qi feel so beautiful.

If you want to read these poems in Chinese, it's not too beautiful to die.

Chen Feng: "What is this? Reading this sentence in Chinese is a thousand times more beautiful than this."

An Qi was a little unconvinced: "Is it that exaggerated?"

Chen Feng: "It will only say more than I do.

Angie: "You got me interested in Chinese. 22

Chen Feng: "You can try to learn, I can be your teacher, E, and master.

An Qi gave Chen Feng a hard look.

Chen Feng took the witch An Qi to the outside of an old building.

He remembered that Old Man Wang told him the address of the house in Chinatown, and it seemed to be here.

The houses in Chinatown are not high.

They were all built by Chinese who came to M country in the early days.

The building in front of Chen Feng has the sixth floor, and Old Man Wang's house is on the top floor.

To avoid mistakes, Chen Feng asked the owner of the shop on the first floor and got a positive answer.

That's right.

There is no elevator in the house, Chen Feng took An Qi all the way to the 6th floor.

No wonder Old Man Wang was reluctant to come back.

After a lot of age, I still have to climb stairs every day. Who can stand it.

However, this is naturally not a problem for Chen Feng and An Qi.

They climbed up, still breathing steadily, as if they did not climb the sixth floor, but walked six steps on the level ground.

This house is a bit like an old-fashioned cheese building, but more like a self-built house in the countryside.

The corridor, facing the street on one side, has no houses.

The houses are all on the other side.

There are 4 houses on the first floor.

Old man Wang's house is 602.

Chen Feng and An Qi walked over, and An Qi asked, "Do you have the key?"

Chen Feng: "No, but it's my own house anyway, the lock is broken, I just need to change it. 93

Angie nodded.

Chen Feng came to the door, pressed his hand on the door, and was about to use force, but suddenly heard a movement in the room.

"Hey, why is there anyone in there?"

Quietly turned his ear to listen: "There are really people, could it be that the undead of your elder has ushered in? 99

Chen Feng was surprised?

Could it be that after Old Man Wang died, the ghost didn't go to the underworld to report, but quietly came to live in Chinatown again?

However, he went back to his own room, why didn't he go to his own place?

Chen Feng couldn't figure it out.

"Open it and see.

Chen Feng pressed his hand on the keyhole again, and when he exerted force on his hand, the door lock was silently destroyed.

Chen Feng gently pushed the door, and the door opened.

Suddenly, loud music sounded from the room.

And where it came into view, it was a mess, and all kinds of things were thrown all over the floor.

Chen Feng frowned, it didn't look like Old Man Wang was back.

Taking An Qi into the house, and directly to the innermost, Chen Feng saw the people in the house.

There are four people in total.

Three men and one woman, all young Chinese.

...for flowers

Appears to be in her teens or twenties.

They have a mess of tattoos on their bodies and are lying on the sofa or bed.

One by one with their eyes closed, they looked like they were wandering.

On the coffee table in front of the sofa, there are needles, needles, spoons, lighters, and specially made things similar to glass pipes, as well as some residual white powder.

Chen Feng's face was ashen.

He didn't know what was going on.

These guys found that there was no one living in this house for many years, so they secretly stayed in and regarded it as a residence.

It’s okay to live here, but it’s actually here to gather a crowd to suck up.

Chen Feng walked into the toilet with a sullen face, found a basin, took a large basin of water, and poured it directly on the two people on the sofa.

The two of them were jolted, sobered up, and burst into tears at Chen Feng: "Fa, who are you riding?"

Chen Feng ignored them, went to pick up a basin of water and poured it on the two people on the bed.

A man and a woman on the bed also woke up, the same series of swear words: "Do you want to die?"

The four of them looked at Chen Feng fiercely, and after a greeting, they saw that Chen Feng did not speak.

They are on fire.

A tall and thin guy picked up an ashtray and threw it at Chen Feng: "Let's talk to you, are you deaf?"

Chen Feng dodged, walked over, grabbed his hair, and dragged him to the middle of the room.

Immediately, he lifted his foot and kicked the man's knee, jerk!

"what!

The man fell to the ground, hugging his knees and screaming like his father and mother.

Chen Feng walked over and grabbed another person. He also smashed his knee with one kick, then threw him aside and let him scream.

The remaining man and woman were frightened.

Where have they seen such a werewolf.

Immediately, he ran away.

But as soon as they moved, Chen Feng grabbed their hair and dragged them back.

What!

What!

Twice again, and the knees of the two men were also broken.

For the woman, Chen Feng also did not keep his hand, and also kicked her knee.

The four fell to the ground, tears and snot from the pain, but they dared not scold Chen Feng again,