Chapter 541: Strange, strange

"No breath?"
Yang Zimei looked at the man in confusion, but he didn't find that he had the evil spirit. It is reasonable to say that there would be no evil spirit.
"Xiao Qian, how do you feel he is not breathless?"
Yang Zimei asked in confusion.
"Sister, look at his back, there is no breathing ups and downs." Xiao Qian said.
Yang Zimei looked carefully, indeed, as Xiao Qian said. Judging from his back, he didn't have the breathing fluctuations of ordinary people.
Or maybe he has deep skill and hides everything?
Master once said that Japanese ninjas are good at hiding their breath and become the best killer in the world.
Right now this person should belong to the class of the hermit.
She thought so, but she wasn't sure. After all, his walking posture was so strange that he didn't look like a person.
She followed the man a few streets and came to a building that looked very ordinary.
The man opened the door and went in, then closed the door.
"Sister, use the stealth spell."
Xiao Qian reminded, "That person feels a little dangerous, but it's better to be cautious."
"Now this stealth spell is effective, but it seems to last for a short time, and I don't know when it will expire."
Yang Zimei felt a headache for this stealth effect.
"No matter, every few minutes, you read it once." Xiao Qian thought.
"Ok."
Yang Zimei moved the invisibility curse.
Luo Yinghao, who was behind her, suddenly found out that she seemed to have disappeared out of thin air.
He wiped his eyes and looked around in confusion, wondering where she had gone, thinking she was lost.
After Yang Zimei became invisible, carefully opened the door and closed it.
However, this building has a total of eight floors, with two households on each floor.
She couldn't find him anymore, and didn't know what he was turning into.
"Xiao Qian, can you capture his trace?"
Yang Zimei had to ask Xiao Qian for help.
"Sister, I can't feel any strangeness in him, nor can I capture any trace of him." Xiao Qian frowned.
"so what should I do now?"
Yang Zimei regretted that she didn't follow up earlier.
"Sister, from the first floor, you just keep knocking on the door." Xiao Qian suggested.
Yang Zimei thought about it, "This is troublesome, but it works."
She was invisible, ringing the doorbell one by one.
When someone opened the door, she quickly flashed in to see if there was any trace of that person.
When no one opened the door, she used a dark energy to open the door and watch.
This went all the way to the eighth floor.
There are only two families left, and that person must be in one of them.
She took a deep breath, not knowing if her stealth had failed, and chanted the stealth spell again, and then pressed the doorbell of 801.
For a long time, no one came to open the door, so she opened it.
As soon as I entered the door, I immediately felt that the atmosphere of the house was very unusual, but I couldn't tell what was unusual.
She twisted her hands and walked in--
There was no one in the hall, just a worship table with incense sticks in front of it.
Behind the incense, there is a portrait.
Seeing the portrait, her eyelids jumped a few times.
The person in the black and white photo was actually the person in the black suit she followed, except that the expression on the photo was vivid.