Chapter 910: Psychic Summoning (15)

Chu Zheng was sitting in the basement.
After not knowing how long, I heard the door opening.
Someone has come down.
She stepped into the corner to hide.
The one who came down was an old man with silver hair, wearing an old-fashioned Chinese tunic suit and walking down a walking stick step by step.
The old man walked the last step and stood there for a while.
Then he walked around the stairs and fumbled on the bottom floor. The floor was opened by him, and he reached in and twisted the mechanism inside.
Chu Zheng: "..."
This is so concealed too! !
The mechanism moved, and a door was slowly opened on the left side of the basement.
Chu Zheng glanced over there, next to the wall that went up the stairs.
The old man rode in with a walking stick.
Chu Zheng flicked her wrist, and the silver thread wrapped her up, and her figure immediately disappeared into the air.
Chu Zheng followed the old man in.
Inside is a very empty room.
Nothing at all.
At least Chuzheng didn't see anything.
The old man stood at the entrance, looking indescribably vicissitudes: "Chi Jing, I know you are here."
The old man's voice was faint, and it was obviously an empty room.
He seemed to be facing a person.
Pool mirror...
It really was her good person card.
But what kind of plot is this?
Chuzheng didn't understand it well, so I decided to...take a look.
The old man sighed suddenly: "After so many years, I know that sooner or later, you will become our Dai's nightmare."
Chuzheng felt a little cold behind her, and then a wind swept over her.
The old man staggered forward suddenly, the crutches let go, and the old man fell directly to the ground.
In the middle of the room.
A cloud of black mist gradually condensed, gradually revealing the outline of the chair.
It was a chair made entirely of skeletons.
The chair handles are two skulls.
In the hollow eye sockets, there was a black flame burning, like a living creature, staring faintly.
That's the only color on the boneless skeleton chair.
Chu Zheng blinked, and a person sat on the empty chair.
The man was dressed in a black retro robe, with a one-piece hat buttoned on his head, making it impossible to see his appearance.
The long legs protruded from under the robe, folded together, and put his hands on the skull of the chair, like a king descending in the dark.
The white skeleton chair, the black person, the color is bright.
The old man of the Dai family sat up tremblingly and looked up at the person in the chair.
"you……"
"You unblocked it completely?"
Father Dai Jia looked at the person on the skeleton chair, shaking all over.
"A hundred years is not short."
The man's clear voice sounded, with a little smile, it was very nice, and there was no feeling of horror at all.
Father Dai's breathing was stagnant.
The man tapped the skull at his fingertips: "Dai's parents have been prosperous for a hundred years. The grace I give you is very useful."
"Ah, no, it should be the grace you took from me."
Old man Dai's face was a few inches more white.
Father Dai clutched his chest, took a breath, and gritted his teeth: "You let my descendants come, and if there is anything coming at me, I am willing to pay for all these sins."
"Ha." The man chuckled lightly.
He leaned back slightly, the black hat fell, revealing the man's white chin, and a smooth and perfect neck.
But only for an instant, the man lowered his head, it was all black again, and he couldn't see anything.
"Chi Jing, although the Dai family...I'm sorry to you, but in the past hundred years, they have not stopped offering to you..."
Chi Jing interrupted him: "You worship me, you want the longevity of the Dai family, but not for me, don't put it so nicely."
Old man Dai trembled.
"Are you going to destroy the Dai family?"
"Of course." Chi Jing smiled: "You have been imprisoned for a hundred years and seized power. Will you let him go?"
There was no grievance in his voice.
Clean, as if chatting with people.
"They don't know anything." Old Man Dai roared, but soon there was nothing left on his face begging: "I didn't tell them anything. It's over when you get to me, Chi Jing, let them go."
Father Dai was originally sitting on the ground, but he knelt up.
"As long as you let them go, you can do whatever you want."
Chi Jing made no sound.
In the skulls under his hands, the black flames suddenly increased and decreased.
The whole space fell into weird silence.
After a while, the man who is like a king smiled and said, "Impossible."
He wants the Dai family to perish.
Children and grandchildren will never be overborn.
"But I'm very generous. I can leave some time for you to enjoy the family happiness again."
At this time, don't take advantage of his illness to kill him, and give him a chance to breathe. What is the difference between this and suicide.
"Fool." Chu Zheng cursed.
Chi Jing suddenly turned towards Chu Zheng.
Chu Zheng: "..."
I am grass!
He can't see it!
Chi Jing quickly looked away, seeming to just glance there casually.
Chu Zheng moved a few steps behind, from left to right.
He moved from the right to the left, and finally stepped forward, walking to Chi Jing and shaking.
The pool mirror didn't respond.
Can't see it.
Scared me.
Chuzheng covered his mouth and never cursed anyone again.
This is the safest!
"You enjoy a hundred years, it's enough, isn't it?"
Chi Jing waved his hand, the figure disappeared, and the skeleton chair slowly turned into black mist, and finally dissipated.
Chu Zheng: "!!!"
I X!
Where did it go?
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Chuzheng didn't find Chi Jing, so depressed, he followed Old Man Dai up.
She followed behind in such a swagger, He Ma and the two servants were looking for Old Man Dai everywhere, Chu Zheng followed, and no one found her.
"Grandpa, where have you been?"
Dai Congrong came in from outside.
He Ma suddenly said that the old man was gone.
Didn't find a circle in the villa, he was planning to look outside, so He Ma came to call him.
Shang Jing is still there, she also helped find someone just now.
"Grandpa Dai, believe it or not, there is something wrong with you here..."
Old man Dai raised his hand to stop Shang Jing from continuing.
Shang Jing frowned, but did not continue.
Old man Dai sticks his cane: "Congrong, follow me to the study."
"Hey, good."
Dai Congrong and Shang Jing said a few words and asked her to wait a while below, and take her father upstairs.
Shang Jing stepped back a few steps, and Chu Zheng suddenly walked to her side and tripped her with his feet.
Shang Jing was unprepared and fell to the floor with a plop.
Father Dai and Dai Congrong, who were upstairs, looked back at the same time.
Shang Jing looked down on the ground, her posture a bit inelegant.
At this time, she was getting up embarrassedly, and facing the eyes of the two, Shang Jing couldn't help but flush with the embarrassment she couldn't say.
"Master, no... are you okay?" Dai Congrong asked hesitantly.
"It's okay, I'll look under the sofa." Shang Jing endured the pain, perfunctory Dai Congrong.
"Oh oh oh..."
Need such a big movement to see under the sofa?
What's so beautiful under the sofa?