Quick Wear: After Binding the Boss

In half an hour, the car arrived at Feng Jingjing's home.

"Second aunt, second uncle, and little sister." Yun Muhan greeted the Feng family.

The child prodigy thought of himself as Yun Muhan's good brother, so he followed suit and called him that.

"Xiaohan is here too, please sit down." Father Feng forced himself to cheer up and asked everyone to sit down.

"Master, you are finally here. Our house is haunted. Every night we feel like there are ghost hands pinching our necks, arms and thighs. Master, please take a look..."

When it comes to this, whether it is Feng Jingjing or her parents, everyone has an expression of fear on their faces.

Xingzhou looked at the scars on their bodies, which were purple and blue in color, and were indeed the marks left by the ghost hand.

"Um—did you make enemies with anyone?"

Xingzhou looked at their faces again. There was dark air surrounding them. If he hadn't come, the three of them would have died in a few days.

This curse was a very vicious one.

The recipient of the curse will die, and the person who casts the curse will not have a good ending either. If it weren't for overwhelming hatred, no one would cast such a vicious curse.

Xingzhou explained it to them.

The three members of the Feng family thought hard and shook their heads, "We shouldn't have any enemies who wish our family would die, right?"

There are rival companies in the business world, but that is all normal business competition. They won't go to the extent of destroying each other over this.

It doesn't make sense.

Xingzhou took out a compass, chanted a spell, and asked the three people from the Feng family to each drop a drop of blood on the compass.

Then he saw the compass needle rotating. Xingzhou followed the compass into the Feng family villa, and then he saw a wooden sculpture of a tiger on the display shelf.

Xing Zhou flicked his finger and the wood carving shattered, revealing a bloody hair inside.

"I want to see who has such courage."

Xingzhou chanted a spell and tracked in the opposite direction.

I saw Shui Zhenghao in a dim basement, his whole body twisted into a pretzel shape, his eyeballs bulging out, his mouth wide open, shit and urine flowing from his lower body, and underneath him was a magic circle drawn with blood.

Xingzhou frowned. He clearly had the strength to resist just now, so how could he suddenly die?

Xing Zhou felt it, pinched his fingers, and chanted a spell: "Between heaven and earth, yin and yang correspond. The underworld is majestic, and the Yellow Springs is dark. I am summoned by the imperial decree and call your soul by its name. Listen to my command and come quickly, as fast as the law commands!"

But nothing happened.

Shui Zhenghao's soul seemed to have completely dissipated.

Xing Zhou's eyes focused. Shui Zhenghao used himself as a medium to cast the curse. As long as nothing happened to the Feng family, it would be absolutely impossible for him to go to the underworld. Obviously, someone had taken away his soul in advance.

Moreover, how did Shui Zhenghao, an ordinary person, know the curse?

Xingzhou suddenly opened his eyes and explained to the Feng family.

At this moment, the spell was broken, and the Feng family members suddenly felt a warmth, and their faces looked much better.

"What? It's him?"

The Feng family was in disbelief. They had been very good to Shui Zhenghao and had not discriminated against him just because he was from the mountains, nor had they stopped him from getting married to Feng Jingjing. If Shui Zhenghao hadn't been having an affair, they would have been engaged by now.

"He is indeed a man who has no conscience and killed his wife and children." Feng Jingjing smiled coldly.

Feng's father and mother didn't know about this yet. Once Feng Jingjing explained Xingzhou's comments, they no longer felt that they owed anything. It can only be said that some people are just dark at heart.

"There must be someone behind this, but the other party ran away too fast. I happen to have three amulets here, one for each of you. Get some sun these few days, it's good for your health."

"Yes, thank you, Master."

Father Feng took it and handed Xingzhou a card. "There is three million in it. Just consider it as our thank you."

Xingzhou accepted it without hesitation and gave Feng's father some advice.

"Your family is not bad. Although it cannot be considered pure kindness, it has a lot of merits and protection, plus the protection of your ancestors. If not, I'm afraid your family of three would have died long ago. I hope that Boss Feng can continue to do good in the future, so that any disasters he encounters can be alleviated."

"Okay, I still have things to take care of. Master Yun, can you give me a ride?"

"Okay!" Yun Muhan nodded and replied, "Uncle and aunt, we will leave first."

The child prodigy naturally followed along.

Xingzhou asked Yun Muhan to take him to the entrance of the Xuanshu Association.

Before Xing Zhou got off the car, he said to Yun Muhan, "Mr. Yun, if you want to be with me for life, you must first deal with the bad peach blossoms around you. Otherwise, there will be many people who want to protect such a lovely person."

"Ah? What are you talking about, boss? Does Mu Han have a bad love relationship? Who is it?" The child prodigy stared blankly, "And you actually have someone you want to protect?"

For some reason, the child prodigy felt depressed and uncomfortable.

Is this the loneliness that comes from watching your best friend become single?

No, it looks like I have to get out of being single soon. I can’t let myself be outdone by my good brothers.

"Some things are better to be pointed out early, otherwise others will coax you away, and you will cry--"

Xingzhou waved his hand, closed the car door, and then walked into the Xuanshu Association with a swagger.

"Mu Han, what does the boss mean?"

"Nothing—" After a pause, Yun Muhan seemed to have thought of something, and then said seriously, "Tongtong, my cat can do a backflip, do you want to see it?"

"Ah? Really? Come on, come on, I want to see what kind of cat is so powerful." The child prodigy urged hurriedly.

"Well, you have one night to read it." Yun Muhan said.

The driver drove diligently and conscientiously. If it wasn't during working hours, he would have wanted to light a cigarette. Mr. Yun finally succeeded. The strategy he searched on the Internet was worth it. The young people nowadays are not as reliable as a middle-aged man like me when it comes to chasing someone.

"Grandpa Xu, I'm here."

At this time, Xu Lingyu was not out and was in a meeting with someone.

Xing Zhou listened for a while and found that what they were discussing was similar to Shui Zhenghao's.

Soon after, Xing Zhou took the opportunity to tell them about Shui Zhenghao.

People from the Xuanshu Association had seen Xingzhou before, and many of them were dissatisfied at the time. After all, Xingzhou had gained a lot of fame on the Internet recently, and because most of the comments were not good, these heavenly masters with magical powers were dissatisfied.

The older generation was fine, but the younger generation. The older ones were in their twenties, and the younger ones were only fifteen or sixteen, which was the age when no one would submit to them.

The arrival of Xingzhou made them extremely disgusted, and then these people were taught a lesson by the little paper man that Xingzhou cut out. More than a dozen boys were beaten by a little paper man and cried for their parents.

After the fight, these people realized that they had judged people by their appearance. Not only did they apologize, they also begged Xingzhou to learn the paper-cutting techniques.

Xingzhou couldn't help but teach him, but he didn't have enough talent and is still learning. He doesn't know how much talisman paper he has wasted.

"Send someone to take a look."

The Xuanshu Association naturally has no power to enforce the law, but they have credentials that they can apply for, plus they can work with the police and the like to jointly investigate cases.

Soon someone came to the basement where Shui Zhenghao was. People at the scene were filming with their mobile phones, so people in the Xuanshu Association could directly see the situation on the scene.

But no matter how these people searched, they couldn't find any trace.