Yuko Ikeda looked at the long corridor and felt a little hesitant, but the education she received since childhood made her not awe of ghosts and gods.

As a beautiful doctor who is only twenty-eight years old, she is very familiar with history and expertise.

There was once a king in the history of a certain country who had a stroke. Twelve royal doctors believed that this was a demon and gave him a tragic treatment.

First, they cut open the king's blood vessels and put nearly 700 ml of blood. Then they gave the king a vomiting medicine, and made special medicine with cinnamon, fennel, sweet root vegetables, salt and other ingredients into special medicine water for the king's enema, and poured it every two hours for five days!

It seems that they think this will drive out the "demons" in the king's body.

But after this set of combos, the king showed no sign of recovery.

So they shaved the king's hair, used a boiling iron to burn the king's scalp with blood blisters, then squeezed the blisters away, applied pigeon feces on the soles of their feet, stuffed sneeze powder into their nostrils, and applied hot plaster all over their body, grinding the skull into powder, and mixing laxatives for the king to drink.

In the end, the tenacious king of life passed away after experiencing inhuman torture, and expressed his sincere gratitude to the treatment doctor in his last words: I am very sorry, I have troubled everyone for so long, thank you for your hard work!

This case is obvious superstition. After Ikeda Yuko learned this story in college, she even sneered at the sayings of ghosts and gods.

Today she is here to catch a fishing fish for Kaizi. How could this little movement scare her away?

With an ordinary family, she became a senior doctor with a separate department at a young age, with a monthly salary of more than 1 million yen.

But the prices and housing prices in Tokyo are very high. For example, the high-end apartment she lives in costs 300,000 yen per month. With other weekly expenses, it will cost at least 500,000 yen per month.

I don’t know how many years it takes to fight to buy her own house in Tokyo. She was unwilling to go back to her hometown like this, so she used the money to invest a few months ago.

At first, she only invested a little bit of money tentatively, but a few months later, the money was half way more, which made her think she had talent in this area. She gambled and invested all her savings for many years without leaving a single point.

But the final result is naturally the four elements that I like to hear and see are empty.

In order to pay the rent for the house this month, she had to sell her own **** on a certain website, and she really lost even her underwear.

Fortunately, her rationality is still there and she never borrowed usury to become a complete gambler.

But the small vault she had saved up with great effort turned into air, which was like a dream that made her unable to extricate herself from the fantasy of getting rich overnight.

This made her want to marry into a wealthy family and become a rich wife, but searched everywhere and only found a greasy middle-aged rich man in his forty or fifty years to support her as his mistress.

She felt a sense of arrogance in her heart and could not accept this result.

To this end, she used her doctor's connections to inquire about young rich second generations in luxury residential areas in various places.

The owner of this house today is one of her goals.

"Little baby, wait for me, my sister will tell you what the charm of a mature woman is. Not everything is good for young girls." Yuko Ikeda stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

She has a lot of knowledge. She knows where men are sensitive and how to loosen and tighten them to accelerate the secretion of male hormones.

As a doctor, she can fully express that the patient needs long-term treatment and over time, she can always get the opportunity to get alone with the owner of this family.

As long as there is still anger and there is no man who is not lustful, Yuko Ikeda is 90% sure to take the other party down. If the 10% chance fails, it only means that the other party is a fencing enthusiast and has nothing to do with her.

She took out the mirror again, looked at her makeup up and down, and after confirming that there were no flaws again, she put away the mirror and slowly walked into the dark corridor...

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The first floor has a large space. After entering through the main door and passing through a corridor, the hall is the hall. There is a large LCD TV on the wall on the right side of the hall, and the sofa is placed facing the TV.

There are two roads that continue straight along the sofa. On the right is the spiral staircase on the second floor. In front is a sunken home theater. In the diagonal position in the lower left corner of the sofa, there is also a corridor, which leads to Jiang Yu's bedroom.

After Feng got down the stairs, he tiptoed around the corridor at the bottom left of the sofa, covering up his figure with the walls on both sides.

To find her, you must come in from the hall and walk to the place parallel to the stairs, then turn around and deliberately turn to this side.

As long as she doesn't take the initiative to go out, this evil ghost will never find her with her eyes.

"The first goal is to rescue Inuyasha. This resentful ghost is not necessarily her opponent."

Feng's goal was very clear. The phone was called in the morning, and Jiang Yu was not at home and did not ask the doctor to come immediately, which shows that Inuyasha's injury was not serious and was not yet at the point where he needed to stay at any time.

Inuyasha doesn't like to sleep in on weekdays. Apart from eating time, his favorite thing is to have fun everywhere in the yard with the Victory.

Although it was Friday and she came back one and a half hours earlier than usual, Inuyasha should have woken up long ago.

"That female ghost, you haven't been with Inuyasha for the whole day..."

Feng was very worried that no matter how strong the half demon was, he could not withstand being sucked all day long. Moreover, Inuyasha was injured, and she almost felt that the one lying there was a cold corpse.

"No, I can't drag it on anymore. I must first find a way to lure the female ghost away!"

Time waits for no one, and every second, the probability of Inuyasha surviving is a little lower.

"Sister is not here, now you are the only one who can save him! Feng, focus!"

She took out her bow and arrow and aimed at the LCD TV screen. Her spiritual power condensed in her hands. She shot out an arrow. The TV screen was beaten to pieces. After a few flashes of lightning, smoke rose and stopped working.

Then Feng aimed at the ceiling opposite, where there was the bathroom and toilet. There was a voice-controlled light above. She shot the voice-controlled lights, and the sound of glass fragments falling seemed very crisp.

Her movements were flowing, and it took less than three seconds for two arrows to come down. Apart from the moment she shot the TV, she didn't even stick her head out.

After doing all this, she took out the small mirror she carried with her, placed it sideways to form an angle with the wall, and silently observed the female ghost's actions.

The female ghost first floated to the nearest TV, and after wandering around there, she floated towards the position of the voice-controlled light. As she moved, a green jade also floated up.

Seeing this, Feng put away the mirror, turned around and ran back quickly. She was about to circle the hall through the ventilation pipe in Jiangyu's bedroom, reach Inuyasha's position, resist him, and then use a spell to trap the female ghost in the room!
Chapter completed!