It's not a good smell, but it's not hard to accept.

At the back of the candle there is a shrine. There is no name on it. There are four words on it: "the seat of the teacher."

That's Ji Feng's master.

She took a glance and hurriedly took back her sight, lest Ji Feng think that she had offended his master.

"Sit down."

Ji Feng sat by the bed, lit a cigarette and inserted it into the incense burner in front of the throne.

The layout of this room is very similar to that of her room. There is only one chair to sit in, and the only one.

Su Kui pulled over the chair, sat face to face with Ji Feng, cleared her throat, and asked softly, "who are you, and this..."

She meant to point out that it was strange to think of a person who worshipped the throne in her room all day long.

Ji Feng realized what she was referring to. He bit his cigarette lazily, but didn't light it. "Oh," he said, "this is my master, also my adoptive father. I grew up in a funeral home."

Normal people are also normal to these taboos, so Ji Feng thinks Su Kui is also uncomfortable because of the relationship of the primate.

Su Kui hurriedly said, "well, everyone's life habits may be different. I'm sorry, I'm just strange. I don't mean to offend."

Under the candlelight, her eyes were clear and bright, as clear as a spring water. Looking at Ji Feng, she wrote carefully and silently to convey to him a kind of faith to believe her. She did not despise his faith at all.

Ji Feng smiles.

Spit out the smoke, crumble the tobacco in it and chew it in your mouth, "it's OK, I'm used to it. Tell me why you came in with me."

He lifted his angular jaw and said to sunflower.

"Well," Su Kui lowered his head and rubbed his sour eyes, "it seems that they have experienced something. In the face of the strange events happening at present, although not very calm, it can also be said that they are calm." So far, at least, no matter what career men and women used to be, they have not collapsed or panicked.

Even the body of Wang Jun, Xu Dahai methodically called Ji Feng and sent him back to his room.

It's very unusual.

Shouldn't they find their way around? Why is it like a dead man?

"Ah, good and evil will be rewarded in the end," Ji Feng looked up at the ceiling, Su Kui followed his eyes and drew some strange patterns on it.

By the dim candle light, she found that it was some Taoist runes, and the ceiling was densely carved with a large area.

"Are you not afraid?" Ji Feng suddenly asked.

He squinted at the little girl. She looked white, tender and tender. She was supposed to grow up, but she moved out alone.

"Why afraid?" Su Kui reflexed the answer, and then realized that it was not right, which was not in line with Yining's design.

She had a headache and pressed her eyebrows. Every time she met this man, she was easy to fall. The key is that the man's eyes are too sharp. He always looks at everything silently. When others don't notice, in fact, his careful thinking has been peeped.

"These, these," Ji Feng fingers in the room a pull, "the throne, candles, strange spells, for another person to see, may think that the current strange events, with me

Su Kui nodded with approval. What he said was true.

"Then is this about you?" Su Kui put her hands on her knees and asked him seriously.

[little fairies, please, go collect the Empire boss. Good morning! Collection of you are the most lovely, I love you da! ]