Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 304 Everyone must die!
"I see. I didn't expect there would be such a follow-up."

Chen Ning'an looked thoughtful: "What's the name of the founder of Daomei Sect?"

"Guo Caifeng, Zhang Liaoyu, or Quan Yunliang?"

As soon as the three names came out, the young man was surprised: "How do you know these people?"

The young man's name is Zhang Mingzhi, and he is in the Ming generation. However, he shook his head and said, "Although these people are all my uncles, they are not the founders of the Daomei School."

"Not them?"

Chen Ningan was surprised and raised his eyebrows: "If it's not them, then who could it be?"

"Lin Deyuan?"

The names he mentioned were all outstanding disciples who had known the same master.

Although they are not as talented as him, these people are also quite talented and are even relatively famous in the industry.

"Not at all."

Zhang Mingzhi shook his head and said, "It's Patriarch Jiang Yun."

"It's him?"

Chen Ning'an looked even more surprised. A ceremony was going on in the distance, and large incense sticks were constantly floating.

"I didn't expect it to be him."

Jiang Yuan was the last disciple accepted by the master. At that time, he had already gambled his life with Zhang Qingshou and took good care of Jiang Yun.

In Chen Ning'an's memory, he just gave some pointers and took him to visit a few cemeteries.

There are not many images of Jiang Yun.

"My master once said that the name of that great-uncle was Chen Ning'an, and he admired him very much."

"He said that if that senior brother had not passed away, the Daomei School would have definitely flourished."

"Not only that, it's not Zhang Qingshou's turn to talk about the Yin ghost theory."

Once the young man started talking, he couldn't stop. Some of the things he said were things he knew himself, some were things he heard from his senior teachers, and some were things he just made up.

For example, it is said that Master Uncle Chen Ningan once married three women, each more beautiful than the last.

He didn't, the news was not true, so he gently corrected it.

"I do not have three wives."

"What are you talking about? My great-grandmaster has it, and you want to have it too? That's against the law."

As Zhang Mingzhi spoke, he sighed and looked at the tomb of Zhang Qingshou, which was being buried with great fanfare.

"Without a master in the palace, there are only clowns in the world."

"Okay, thank you for listening to me for so long. I'm going to continue to work on it. I heard that the reporters at Encourage News are selfless. I have to think of a way."

"Boy, stop right there."

Chen Ning'an's fingertips activated electricity, and Zhang Mingzhi suddenly found that he could not walk anymore.

"I haven't finished asking yet. How many people are there in your Daomei Sect now?"

"You...who are you?"

Zhang Mingzhi quickly regained his senses after the initial panic. A fortune teller must not lose his cool head under any circumstances.

"If I'm not wrong, and you didn't hear me wrong, then...

Chen Ning'an raised his head and stared at Zhang Qingshou's tomb.

A fierce look flashed across his face:
"I am your great uncle, Chen Ning'an!"

"impossible!"

Even though Zhang Mingzhi could only move his mouth, he still shouted: "Master Uncle is dead, how could he still be alive?"

According to the Daomei School records, all the uncles and great-grandmasters have said that Chen Ning'an could not be deader, and everyone witnessed it with their own eyes.

Besides, hundreds of years have passed, and he will die of old age even if he is old.

"How could your great-grandmaster be someone who would die so easily?"

Chen Ningan sneered: "I have been in the cycle of reincarnation for several times and I am back again."

He walked towards Zhang Qingshou's tomb and said, "Since you are the grandson of my junior fellow apprentice, you will see today how I take revenge."

He untied the restraints and looked around at will.

The area around Zhang Qingshou's tomb has been developed into a scenic tourism industry, and there is a sugar painting stall, so he took the sugar painting spoon.

The already solidified sugar liquid melted in his hands and seemed to be about to burn.

Chen Ning'an drew a talisman with sugar with ease.

Can this talisman be used?

Zhang Mingzhi understood this. Cinnabar and talisman paper were all different. Without blessing the gods and purifying the body and mouth, they would not work.

The boss was not here, so he went to watch the fun as well, otherwise he would have to let Chen Ningan put it down.

"look."

He took the sugar painting and threw it at the Qingshou curtain.

"boom!"

The talisman produced thunder, and he actually drew it!
And... it's a thunder talisman!

Zhang Mingzhi widened his eyes in disbelief.

Zhang Qingshou's tomb was struck by the thunder and split directly in the middle. Chen Ning'an sneered and stepped forward.

"Today, I came to see whether you are really dead or just pretending to be dead while sleeping."

This thunder scared the reporters, tourists and others here.

"What was that just now? Thunder?"

Someone said in disbelief: "Thunder in broad daylight, you must be kidding!"

He looked up at the sky, but saw no clouds.
Is this a thunderbolt from a drought, a punishment from heaven?

"Mr. Zhang's tomb was split open!"

Someone exclaimed, this was serious.

The faces of the Zhang family members turned ugly at this time, and the Zhang family elder Zhang Luogao quickly ran towards the tomb.

Several other elders also came over. They were slower, but not much slower.

That is the Zhang family's reputation, and nothing can happen to it!
He was over ninety years old, but this time he climbed more than twenty steps with agility and lightness.

Look down!
The tomb was shattered by thunder, and the tomb chamber was forcibly opened, revealing the coffin inside.

There is a charred spot on the surface of the coffin. How could the power of thunder be so great?
"Oops."

Zhang Luogao's face changed drastically: "Thunder destroyed the tomb, Chunyang harmed the Feng Shui, my Zhang family is going to suffer a disaster."

He took a deep breath and felt a bone-chilling chill in the daytime.

The tomb of Zhang Qingshou's ancestor suppressed the Zhang family's good luck for hundreds of years. There is a very important reason for this huge tomb.

As long as they hold annual worship services and deepen everyone's relationship with their ancestors, theoretically, as long as the external structure remains unchanged, they can continue to prosper.

But this thunderbolt in the drought...really chilled him to the bone.

Zhang Luogao stretched out his hand and pinched his fingers, intending to tell his fortune to see what the risks were, hoping that his intuition was wrong.

But as soon as he pinched his fingers, his expression changed.

My hand is cramping.

He didn't draw the lottery earlier or later, but just when he was fortune-telling. Does that mean God didn't allow him to tell this fortune?
"It's over, it's over."

Zhang Luogao kept repeating to himself, and as he did so he became dizzy and his organs began to rapidly fail.

The faces of the Zhang family members who were running over began to blur, and the sky and the earth began to shake. He sat down hurriedly, trying to grab something.

He grabbed nothing, his hands had no strength left, his head unconsciously tilted downward, and he rolled down even faster than he had run up to the cemetery.

"Grandpa Gao!"

The young people of the Zhang family exclaimed and all ran over.

The Zhang family is a family that has risen in the past few hundred years, all thanks to the ancestor Zhang Qingshou.

He arranged the feng shui of his tomb to bring blessings to his descendants, and every one of his descendants became rich quickly.

With money, people were naturally willing to have children, and the Zhang family expanded rapidly.

Even Zhang Mingzhi, who was beside Chen Ning'an, might have a trace of blood in him. But now, the thunder from heaven penetrated the tomb, and Zhang Luogao's clan elders had problems, and a series of blows made them panic.

Although Mr. Zhang Luogao is not the head of the Zhang family, he is the most influential person in the Zhang family. The head of the Zhang family is his son, and he is also the former head of the family.

"father!"

Zhang family patriarch Zhang Sheming shouted in panic, but when he hugged his father's body, his father was already dead.

Zhang Luogao's career ended just like that, simply because of a bolt of thunder.

Zhang Sheming took a deep breath. He was the head of the family and he couldn’t mess around.

"Pass on my order. All members of the Zhang family must be cleared out. No one except the male members of the Zhang family can be left alive."

No one will be left except the male members of the Zhang family?
Someone couldn't help but ask: "What about my wife? She is pregnant now, and she is already seven months pregnant."

"Leave as usual and wait at the foot of the mountain. Don't make me say it again."

Zhang Sheming raised his head: "Something is going to go wrong in our Zhang family."

“Nothing happens without a reason.”

Chen Ning'an walked towards the Zhang family tomb: "I came here today to settle a cause and effect."

"Heaven is helping me. Zhang Mingzhi, please watch and see what the cycle of cause and effect is."

"Zhang Qingshou used Feng Shui and other methods to change the family's fortune, which was against the harmony of heaven. Today, I, Chen Ning'an, should be punished."

The death of Zhang Luogao was just the beginning.

He may be the luckiest.

"My dear little brother, we are closed here today."

A member of the Zhang family came over and said with a smile, "You can see that there is a problem. We will resume control after we fix it."

Chen Ning'an said nothing, but just walked towards a higher place. Seeing that Chen Ning'an ignored him, the man's face became slightly colder.

"Little friend, I'm talking to you. The park is closed today."

“No more visits!”

His voice was a little louder, which made Zhang Mingzhi a little nervous.

"Why don't we just go, Uncle Master?"

He now began to believe it. Chen Ning'an actually drew a thunder talisman with sugar. It was like writing a science fiction novel.

Such an operation is impossible for a young man, not to mention Zhang Qingshou who walked out of the tomb.

No, he definitely couldn't do it. Even Great-Master Chen Ning'an couldn't do it before he died.

"stop!"

The Zhang family member stopped them sternly: "Get out of here right now and stop causing trouble!"

"If you go any further and don't listen to my advice, don't blame us for using force."

This shout immediately attracted a lot of people's attention. Everyone looked at Chen Ning'an as if he was a robot walking towards the Zhang family.

"Who is this person? How dare he act so presumptuously here in the Zhang family?"

"Wow, old man Zhang Qingshou from the Zhang family is the author of Yin Gui Lun, which is also the only work that has won awards from all over the world. He is not afraid of the military at all."

"It is said that many members of the Zhang family serve in the military."

"Then isn't he stupid? Why go there? To show off?"

"Look behind him, isn't that the person who said bad things about Mr. Zhang Qingshou before? Why is he following him?"

In fact, everyone had already noticed the person behind, but no one was sure who he was or what his name was.

"I told you, this kind of troublemaking is not without reason. Just wait, they will be thrown out soon."

"leave?"

Chen Ningan looked at the Zhang family in front of him and sneered: "Haha, I'm here to collect the debt."

Collection?

The Zhang family member was still confused when he suddenly saw Chen Ningan raise his hand.

"die."

With just one simple word, the Zhang family was engulfed in flames from head to toe!

Chen Ning'an didn't even look at it and continued walking forward.

Zhang Mingzhi let out a sharp scream. Is this the way to collect debts?

Chen Ning'an's expression remained unchanged. The people in the flames screamed, but Chen Ning'an continued to move forward.

"who are you!"

Another member of the Zhang family came running over, and other members of the Zhang family were also rushing here.

The smart reporters had already turned their cameras and were rushing over here quickly.

Chen Ningan smiled: "The Zhang family is asking you to leave."

"I will consider all those who don't leave as Zhang family members. If you die, don't blame me."

Many people's faces changed. They were just tourists and it was not worth it to fall into such an unexpected disaster.

They are hesitating.

"Don't worry, everyone!"

A reporter shouted: "Please watch our live broadcast of Holy Night News. I will bring you the most real live pictures."

They pointed the camera at Chen Ningan running over and advertised themselves at the same time.

Holy Night News is the most authentic news. We have a professional organization and a huge network of journalists. We have everything you want to see!
The reporter's lips curled up into a smile, he had grasped the timing very well and created a huge positive image for himself and the company. This was big news, rewards and promotions were waiting for him!
The camera was already leaning on Chen Ningan's face.

He had a smile on his face that he thought was as refreshing as spring breeze:
"Good idea, smart choice."

"But do you know what will happen in front of me?"

Under the camera, flames burst out of Chen Ningan's body. The photographer looked up in disbelief. He took a few steps back. The flames were too big and too hot. He felt like he was going to be burned.

But when he looked up, Chen Ning'an was standing fine, so where was the flame on his body?

He lowered his head again, and the flames seemed to grow bigger and bigger.

The man turned into a burning corpse.

Raised his head again, intact.

He lowered his head again and saw on the screen that the fire corpse had hugged the reporter and was biting him madly!

"what!"

The photographer screamed suddenly and dropped the camera. The reporter was really being bitten and bleeding madly!

"He's a ghost! He's not a human!"

The photographer's screams made everyone's scalp tingle, and shouts broke out in many places.

Some people ran away, some people watched the fun, they thought they could run away when Chen Ningan approached.

but……

The man held the corpse, and a large amount of blood drew a huge talisman on the ground.

The sky shook, and the feng shui and structure of this place were all restricted.

The road down the mountain was also blocked. The white fog had spread all around at some point and nothing could be seen clearly.

"If you don't want to leave, then don't leave at all, hahahaha!"

Chen Ning'an was covered in blood. He loved this feeling, liked this madness. Every drop of blood turned into thunder talismans.

"Today, everyone, please watch, I have waited hundreds of years for the revenge!"

He rushed to the main tomb: "Zhang Qingshou, if you don't come out today, I will make your Zhang family extinct from now on!"

"Uncle Master, what are you talking about!"

Zhang Mingzhi was so frightened that he was shaking. He didn't dare to get too close, nor did he dare to go too far away.

If he was too close, he was afraid of being killed; if he was too far away, he was afraid of being forgotten and then killed.

“We can’t get out of this fog!”

The first group of people who entered the fog came back, and they were horrified to find that no matter where the white fog entered from, it would eventually come out here!

(End of this chapter)