Lord, the black lotus kills the protagonist again! The knife I handed over

Song Jiao was distressed: "For this kind of thing, I can't call the police, and Master Yu, you guys definitely won't help me curse back..."

"You can contact the Metaphysics Society." Xiao Jinhe pushed a business card to Song Jiao on his phone. "This is Tang Hongxiao, the current president of the Metaphysics Society."

Due to the Wen Ziqi incident, President Wen has become a prisoner of the Metaphysics Society.

The former vice president Tang Hongxiao naturally became the president.

"The price for cursing back is different." Yu Lanxi said.

Song Jiao was puzzled: "Aren't you afraid of karma?"

Even if he didn't understand anything about metaphysics, he had watched related TV dramas and read books before.

"There's nothing to be afraid of." Yu Lanxi is a ghost now, but he is just wandering around in broad daylight.

The cause and effect of the world are difficult to restrain the demon of lust.

Song Jiao said: "Just help me return the curse."

"Okay." Yu Lanxi folded a small paper man and wrote Hong Yuanjie's name and birth date on it.

With a twist of his fingers, he stuffed the resentment and desires that belonged to Hong Yuanjie, which he had unconsciously collected in the tea room, into the paper figure.

There was a crack in the area where the paper man's heart was.

"He won't die, will he?" Song Jiao was worried.

Yu Lanxi said: "No, at most I will feel heartbroken and be hospitalized for a few months, and my heart will not be good in the future."

"If I hadn't had the talisman paper you gave me, would this be my fate?" Song Jiao asked.

Yu Lanxi nodded.

Lan Zhaozhao put all the wooden boxes and other things into a bag and said to Song Jiao, "Just burn all these things."

"Will he risk his life to curse me in the future?" Song Jiao was still worried, "Master, please sell me some more amulets."

"Master, can you sell me some amulets too?"

"I want too."

Lan Zhaozhao said, "I will send it to you after I finish drawing the talisman. As for him continuing to curse you, you don't have to worry. I broke his doll curse and destroyed his cultivation. He is no longer able to do anything with mystical arts."

"Once you finish drawing the talisman, just give me a call and I'll pick it up." Song Jiao was very proactive in getting the amulet.

He happily paid.

After seeing off Yu Lanxi and the others, Song Jiao asked people to pay attention to Hong Yuanjie's situation.

Sure enough, I heard that Hong Yuanjie was sent to the hospital because of heart pain.

After Lan Zhaozhao returned home, she continued to pack her clothes and luggage.

Yu Lanxi went to Xiao Jinhe's house. He wanted to invite Lan Zhaozhao to have dinner together.

Lan Zhaozhao refused and reminded Yu Lanxi: "Brother, you and Brother Fu should read comics!"

"Good suggestion." Xiao Jinhe said.

Yu Lanxi said: "Since you want to see it so much, then see it."

Anyway, it's a calm night and there's nothing much to do.

Just watch it.

"There are so many books. Which one should I look at?" Yu Lanxi casually spread out all the comics that Lan Zhaozhao had given her and let Xiao Jinhe choose.

Although the cover of the comic doesn’t reveal anything, the body movements, eye expressions, and small details are enough to make people blush and their heart beat faster just by looking at them.

System Zero Zero Zero couldn't help but stick his head out and looked at the cover of each book carefully.

[They all seem very interesting]

"This one, let's see how the fox spirit absorbs Yang energy." Xiao Jinhe remained calm and pulled out a comic book about a little Taoist priest and a fox spirit.

Yu Lanxi simply sat next to Xiao Jinhe, without moving her hands, and let Xiao Jinhe turn the pages one by one.

The comics recommended by Lan Zhaozhao have exquisite painting style and fascinating plot.

As she watched, Yu Lanxi became absorbed in it.

When he saw the fox spirit sucking the young Taoist priest's yang energy, he couldn't help but glance at the delicious Xiao Jinhe.

The rich yang energy makes ghosts very concerned.

"I don't want to watch anymore." Yu Lanxi pushed Xiao Jinhe to the ground and kissed him.

The vigorous yang energy surged towards him from the pressed lips.

There is a sense of happiness that is rushing towards me.

The comic book fell off the sofa, and the pages flipped rustlingly with the help of the wind.

The little fox in the cartoon is absorbing the yang energy of the little Taoist priest.

Outside the comics, the ghost Yu Lanxi is also absorbing the yang energy of the heavenly master Xiao Jinhe.

Lan Zhaozhao, who was meditating next door to absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, suddenly felt the special aura next door and ran to the window to observe.

"The intersection of Yin and Yang is really harmonious." Lan Zhaozhao watched happily for a while, then continued to meditate and practice.

When it was almost dawn, Yu Lanxi was awakened by the ringing of the phone.

He opened his eyes.

Xiao Jinhe hugged him and kissed him, saying, "Sleep for a while longer."

Yu Lanxi closed her eyes and fell asleep again.

When he woke up completely, he asked, "Who called you so early?"

"President Tang told me that Wen Jiye is dead." Xiao Jinhe said, "Wen Jiye didn't know that the prison had added new restrictions. He tried to break through and died from the restrictions."

Yu Lanxi yawned: "Wen Jiye? The previous President Wen?"

"It was him." Xiao Jinhe said, "The ghost wanted to arrest Wen Jiye and punish him, but his soul had already been devoured."

"Wen Ziqi swallowed it?"

After all, Wen Jiye was once the president of the Metaphysical Society. People who had cultivated well in their lifetime would not be easy to deal with even if they turned into ghosts.

"I calculated that it was Wen Ziqi who did it."

[This is really retribution]

[Wen Jiye used the souls of other people from the Xuan Society to feed Wen Ziqi]

[In the end, Wen Ziqi, the filial grandson, ate Wen Jiye]

Xiao Jinhe saw the comics on the table and asked, "Are you still reading comics?"

"No, we have business to attend to."

Xiao Jinhe drove Yu Lanxi to the airport.

After they walked into the airport, the clouds in the blue sky became gloomy, like worn-out cotton wool.

People coming and going stopped for a moment. They couldn't tell what was wrong, but at this moment, they all felt bad.

A well-dressed couple walked out from the VIP channel.

If you look closely, you can see similarities between their eyebrows and eyes and Yu Lanxi's facial features.

When the two saw Xiao Jinhe, they shouted with smiles on their faces, "Jinhe."

At this moment, a cat with the aura of an evil spirit jumped behind the two of them, opened its bloody mouth, and swallowed them in one gulp.

Seeing this, the people around screamed.

"Hahahaha...Yu Lanxi, your parents are dead!" Wen Ziqi stepped on the back of a giant cat and looked at Yu Lanxi with resentment, wanting to see Yu Lanxi collapse.

Yu Lanxi said: "Your parents just died."

"It seems that you don't have a deep relationship with them." Wen Ziqi said.

"These cats are the souls of evil spirits that have been transformed into cats." Xiao Jinhe studied the giant cats calmly.

Wen Ziqi said: "Yes, it is too troublesome to use cats to create cat ghosts. The resentment of evil ghosts is already very deep, so it is more convenient to use them."

Yu Lanxi kicked the giant cat that was devouring people and dispersed it. The giant cat spat out two paper people with a ferocious look on its face.

Then, the giant cat twisted into the appearance of a human, but quickly disappeared.

Whether they are cat ghosts or evil ghosts, it makes no difference to Yu Lanxi. They have been stained with so much blood and deserve to die.

"It's actually fake!" Wen Ziqi said, "Song Linmiao, kill everyone at the airport!"