Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 303: The Battle of the Past
There was the sound of flames bursting, and Chen Ning'an's body continued to burn.

His body slowly moved in the flames, and finally came together.

What is he doing?
Ming Yu Zhenren looked grim: "You can't even burn it to death?"

The evil demon is so scary. Fortunately, it’s a good thing. It’s really a good thing!

"Let me use my thunder magic to put an end to you once and for all!"

Ming Yu Zhenren held the Five Thunder Seal in his hand and chanted the words of the Thunder Master, "Kill the demons and destroy their forms, as quickly as the law commands!"

The thunder seal points forward, and the demon will surely kill Chen Ningan!

"boom!"

Thunder fell from the sky, but it did not hit the evil spirit, but only struck the tree trunk next to it.

The trees burned slowly, causing Master Mingyu to frown.

"Why not?"

He pressed the thunder seal again, thinking it might be an accident, so he pressed the thunder seal again, but the thunder struck again and smashed another tree.

"It's weird!"

He pinched the thunder seal again, and the next second, thunder fell beside him.

"boom!"

Zhenren Mingyu, Master Liu Fu and others were blown away, and they were horrified.

"Why doesn't the demon-killing thunder strike evil spirits?"

Master Mingyu did not understand and did not accept this accident. He stared at the burning evil spirit with wide eyes.

At this time, Chen Ningan was lying on his side, seemingly sleeping.

Is he sleeping? In the flames?
"Master!"

When Master Liu Fu saw this, he began to speculate, "Is he going to use your hand to weaken himself and then return to the 'home' he mentioned?"

This sentence makes people feel creepy and cold all over.

Isn't this demon afraid of death? Is he only concerned about returning home?
Master Mingyu said nothing, but stared at the burning corpse, and actually closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

The fire cannot burn him, and the thunder cannot fall on him. What on earth is this evil creature!
"If I were to die in the thunderbolt, it must be because my master summoned me."

The body burning in the flames seemed to be talking to itself or mumbling in a dream, and it was completely asleep.

"I'm going to kill him!"

Suddenly, Nangong Fangyun gritted his teeth and said, "I have never suffered such humiliation in my life."

"My family deity, the family deity that my family has worshipped for generations, has become like that. I want revenge!"

Even if he dies, he will make the evil spirit pay the price!

He was the only one here who could enter the foggy world, so he closed his eyes and fell asleep on the spot.

Come to the place of white fog again.

There was a vast expanse of white all around. Nangong Fangyun opened his eyes and suddenly saw a figure walking in front of him.

It was Chen Ningan, and the place where he was was where the burning happened.

Those two lights are here again!
Approaching rapidly in the white fog, Nangong Fangyun sneered and prepared to watch Chen Ningan being knocked away.

But he miscalculated.

The evil spirit stretched out his hand and turned sideways, and the two balls of light in the white mist slowly stopped.

Then, the evil spirit disappeared behind the light.

"and many more!"

How could Nangong Fangyun let Chen Ningan leave? He hurriedly chased after him, but was knocked down by Guang!
"I hit someone!"

Behind the two balls of light was actually a car, and the driver was extremely nervous.

"I knew something was going to happen because of the fog, but why would someone stand in the middle of the road?"

He hurriedly turned on the hazard lights and set up a safety warning tripod at the back before he dared to look at the person who was hit.

Nangong Fangyun had been hit many times, so he had experience and was not seriously injured.

"Are you okay?" Sijihua asked panicked.

Nangong Fangyun saw a man in strange clothes approaching.

It was a mortal man who came out from behind the lamp.

"people?"

He frowned. Without the fox fairy, he couldn't tell whether it was an evil spirit or a real person.

At this time, his eyes had adjusted to the white fog, and he saw that the person in the car was Chen Ning'an.

"I am going to kill you!"

Nangong Fangyun knew very well that Chen Ningan was more seriously injured at this moment and it was the best time for him to take action. Once he recovered, everything would be too late!
"Don't move!"

The driver was almost scared to death and regretted deeply why he drove so fast.

In the car, Chen Ningan looked intact and neatly dressed, and waved and smiled at him.

“Welcome to my hometown.”

"I want you to die!"

Nangong Fangyun wanted to get closer and took out the talisman from his body.

"When I speak to you with a smile, you'd better listen."

Chen Ningan bared his teeth: "Otherwise, you will regret it."

These few simple words were magnified in Nangong Fangyun's ears.

He took a few deep breaths, mustered up his courage, and opened the car door.

Self-taught? Not really, it's just that the door handle looks like it's movable.

The barrier was gone and Chen Ning looked at him quietly.

"Get in the car, I'll take you to see it."

"I want you to die!"

Nangong Fangyun picked up the talisman and roared again.

"Snapped!"

A crisp slap.

Chen Ningan withdrew his hand calmly, smiling: "Say it again."

There were clear five finger marks on Nangong Fangyun's face, and the driver was stunned by the scene.

"I want you……"

"Snapped!"

After the second slap, Chen Ningan was still smiling: "Get in the car."

The driver couldn't bear to watch it anymore, so he kindly reminded him: "Brother, this is an injury..."

"Snapped!"

For the third slap, Nangong Fangyun couldn’t stab any further with the knife in his hand.

Chen Ningan turned to look at the driver: "Say one more word."

"I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore."

"Snapped!"

After the fourth slap the driver said nothing more.

"boarding."

Chen Ningan raised his hand, looked at the other person's face and said, "I don't have much time to play with you."

Nangong Fangyun looked dizzy.

He didn't know why he got on the bus in the end, nor did he know where he was going.

In the end, he was unable to do anything to the evil creature, and he himself didn't even know why.

The Yang God is at work, and this is no joke.

Chen Ning'an didn't say anything, but the few of them walked through the fog together.

The driver didn't dare to speak the whole way, and only dared to say a few words when Chen Ningan mentioned the heavy fog.

"I don't know when this thick fog started to appear, but it always covers the same place. It's there at night but not during the day."

"We sports car owners have no choice but to take the risk and come in if we want to earn this money."

"My apologies to the man in ancient costume behind me. I only sped up because I didn't have enough gas today. I really didn't mean to hit you."

"Look, shall I take you to the hospital for a checkup?"

Where is a hospital?
Nangong Fangyun didn't know. He looked at Chen Ning'an and asked, "Where are you taking me?"

"revenge."

Chen Ning'an smiled and uttered two words. The main reason he returned home was revenge!
He remembered clearly how the other party killed him and how they set up a trap to entrap him step by step.

"If I don't seek revenge, my thoughts are not clear."

Revenge? You went through so much trouble just for revenge?
Nangong Fangyun felt that this might be an evil spirit. If it were someone else, they would definitely not do such a thankless task.

"Master, what year is it now?" Chen Ning'an looked around at the thick fog. The lights of many buildings were high in the sky, and he could see the colorful glass color of the fog above.

I don't know how high the building is.

"It is the year 2290."

The driver asked, “Why are you asking this?”

He felt like something was wrong. Could these two people be ghosts?

Since about twenty years ago, ghosts are no longer fictional but real things.

This has a great impact on them, and few people walk on the streets at night.

Because of that thing, everyone thinks that the farther away from the ground, the safer it is, so buildings are built taller than the sky, often with hundreds of floors, and are very expensive.

"It's been so long?"

Chen Ningan frowned and said to the driver, "Do you have any coins?"

"Yes, I received a bunch of coins on my first order tonight."

The driver took them out and Chen Ningan picked out three.

"Crash."

The coin fell, and after six times, the hexagram was completed.

"Mountain Fire Ben Gua?"

The fire in the tomb is empty, haha.

Chen Ning'an's lips curled up, he knew that this matter was not that simple.

In the cycle of reincarnation, the world keeps changing, but it is completely dependent on the lantern world. As one of the worlds dependent on the lantern world, it is impossible for this world to have no supernatural power at all.

Now that I think about it, that master Zhang must have known a lot.

Zhang Family…………

"Today is the day to worship our ancestors. My great grandfather Zhang Qingshou said that we must worship our ancestors every year, without missing a single year."

The Zhang family man said as he packed up his things: "Xiaoling, go ask for leave from the children's school. They have to go too."

"Hubby, we go every year, can we not go this year?"

Wang Ling frowned: "Several of my best friends are back, and we are having a class reunion tonight."

"It's been so many years since graduation, and this is our first reunion."

"Well, it's been so many years, so why not go there less often..."

Wang Ling started to act like a spoiled brat, but she didn't notice that her husband Zhang Ye's expression was getting uglier and uglier.

"Snapped!"

After a crisp slap, Zhang Ye looked at his stunned wife with a cold expression and said seriously:
"You are betraying your teacher and ancestors. The ancestral precepts of my Zhang family have been passed down from generation to generation. Are you going to throw them away here?"

His tone left no room for doubt: "Not just me, everyone in our Zhang family must come. If you can't hold on, don't enter this door of our Zhang family!"

Wang Ling covered her face with her hands, tears streaming down her face. She wanted to retort but didn't dare to.

The Zhang family is very rich and can marry anyone they want, but if she leaves Zhang Ye, she doesn't know who else she can find.

At this moment, she suddenly remembered that if she hadn't pushed the boy away, wouldn't she feel as aggrieved as she does today?

She gave birth to three children for Zhang Ye.

"I'll go ask for leave for the kids now."

She bit her lower lip and left. One day later, on Zhangjia Mountain.

Hangings of white paper are flying in the air, this is the most grand sacrifice.

Zhang Qingshou is the founder of the entire Zhang family and is also the master of Chinese studies who truly exposed the "ghost".

Because of his existence, everyone discovered what was causing these unsolved cases.

Therefore, not only the Zhang family, but people from all walks of life come here to worship their ancestors.

Every year, there are journalists coming here, not only from China but also from abroad.

The reporter is reporting the situation here.

"Mr. Zhang is a master in the field of fortune-telling. He has deep insights into various schools and sects, especially the well-known 'Theory of Yin Ghosts'."

"Now that we are here, let's randomly interview the descendants of the Zhang family to see what their attitude is towards Zhang Taidou."

"Cuckoo~"

Just then, the cry of an owl attracted the reporter's attention, and she turned around and saw the two people.

There were two young men, one of them had injuries on his body and the other one looked extremely pale.

Based on his intuition, the reporter believes that there must be a story between these two people.

"Hello, may I interview you?"

"Please say."

"Excuse me, what do you think of Zhang Qingshou, this great figure?"

"What do you think? I think he's amazing. Yes, he is indeed amazing."

"Awesome ass."

At this moment, someone nearby cursed: "If I were him, I would wish I could find a hole in the ground to crawl into!"

"If he hadn't killed that genius back then, maybe we would be living a better life now!"

The passerby took the initiative to get into the camera's field of view and said, "I come here every year, and every year I say that Zhang Qingshou is secretly harming people. You don't dare to say it, but I do!"

Ok?
The pale young man turned his head and looked at the passers-by in thought.

"who are you?"

"Go quickly, go quickly!"

The security guards at the scene began to chase people away: "You come here every year, if you don't find it annoying, then we do!"

They waved their hands and drove him away: "What youngest genius? I've never heard of it."

"You're talking nonsense. He is clearly the youngest genius in our sect. My master said that if he hadn't died, it would never have been Zhang Qingshou's turn to publish Theory of Ghosts."

"Grandstanding!"

The security guard took the man away directly, so the reporter continued to point the microphone at the pale young man.

The young man shook his head and just said something off topic to the camera.

"You should know that the hooting of an owl is evil, so I advise you all to leave as soon as possible."

He turned and left, following the direction the young man had left.

Nangong Fangyun was right next to him, so he had no choice but to follow him. This was the evil spirit's mandatory requirement.

Outside the mountain, the passerby was pushed away by the security guard.

"Get lost now. You come here every year to join in the fun. I think there is no one left in the Daomei faction!"

"Md, don't ever ask me for help!"

The young man was indignant, but after cursing, he sat alone on the ground.

"Ugh……"

He sighed, the security guard was actually right.

There are really not many people in the Daomei faction.

"Why did you choose this name?"

Suddenly, a voice came from the side: "Daomei is unlucky, which genius named it like this?"

"who are you?"

Fang Yun turned his head to look, and felt that the person looked familiar.

"I'm just a passerby."

Chen Ningan smiled and said, "You said that young man is a genius. I really want to know more about it."

The corner of his mouth twitched slightly: "By the way, is there any water?"

"Have."

The young man took out his own water, with a hint of excitement on his face: "You want to listen? Take this water and drink it, and I'll tell you in detail!"

"Speaking of that genius, he is the junior brother of the founder of my Daomei School. He was very popular in the north and south of the country and had a great reputation."

"Wow."

Chen Ning'an poured the water on himself and his expression eased a little.

Not drinking it? Fang Yun frowned.

"Go on."

"Well, many people only know about Zhang Qingshou's achievements, but they don't know that he had a small problem in his battle with my great-grandmaster."

Obviously the result was already determined, but he managed to change the result temporarily by overdrawing the man's fortune, causing his uncle's divination to fail and his death.

"I must expose his ugly face!"

There is a purpose for going back, and it is also the process of leading to the next plot, please be patient

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(End of this chapter)