Black Fairy, the master is a female ghost

The sky of Shenzhen was covered with lead-gray clouds, and heavy rain formed a dense net outside the glass curtain wall.

In an office on the top floor of an office building, the hum of the central air conditioner was torn apart by the sound of rain.

Chen Dongliang held the brass door handle and prepared to enter the office.

For some reason, he felt a little weak today, with a dull pain in his chest, which made him feel chest tightness, shortness of breath and very uncomfortable.

A strange scent of agarwood wafted in from behind the sandalwood door, mixed with the damp scent of heavy rain washing over the world.

The moment the door hinge turned, he saw the human figure reflected in the mutton-fat jade ornaments in the reception area.

In front of the Huanghuali tea sea, an old man in a silver Taoist robe is filtering tea with a Sancai cup. The mist flows between his eyebrows, making him look like a Taoist master shrouded in clouds and mist.

He couldn't help but be stunned. The door was locked. How did the old man get in?

He suddenly remembered the video he saw late last night.

A video that attracted traffic from all over China. The protagonist of the video was this old man.

In the video, an old man with white hair and a youthful face walks on the waves, with thunder appearing at his fingertips.

Millions of netizens were commenting on the term “Land God” in their comments.

At the same time, this old man was the one who summoned an energy halo to protect himself when surrounded by the police yesterday. It is said that even bullets cannot penetrate it.

He has been regarded as a god on the Internet.

Why did this god come to my office?

How did he get in? Is he really a god?

A strong feeling of guilt rose in his heart, he let go of the door handle and was about to turn and leave.

The old man's fingers moved slightly.

Chen Dongliang immediately felt a strong suction force sucking him in from the door, forcing him into the office irresistibly.

Then, with a "bang", the rosewood door slammed shut in the strong wind.

Chen Dongliang staggered as he was dragged towards the tea table by an invisible force, his crocodile leather shoes plowing two deep marks on the carpet.

The old man then stopped.

Chen Dongliang felt the suction disappear and immediately turned around and ran, trying to escape from the office.

But he had only taken three steps when the powerful suction came again.

The old man said, "Why are you running? Are you feeling guilty?"

Chen Dongliang's knees went weak and his trousers made a dull sound as they rubbed against the Persian carpet.

He looked at the faintly visible dragon scale pattern on the old man's cuffs and felt indescribable fear.

Thunder suddenly sounded outside the window, and his pale face was reflected in the floor-to-ceiling window, like a skin with the soul sucked out.

His heart was about to collapse.

It can be seen that this old man has bad intentions.

At present, all kinds of media are flooded with news and speculations about this old man.

Everyone says that this old man is unfathomable.

Today he witnessed with his own eyes the old man's incredible abilities and was convinced that the old man was undoubtedly a god.

Can mortals fight against gods?

Chen Dongliang's calves were trembling.

He kowtowed quickly and said, "Old Immortal, we have no grudges against each other. We can discuss this matter."

That old man was Lu Xunhuan.

He retracted his strength, lifted the teapot, and the celadon cup floated in front of him, with the tea leaves stretching like swords in the clear water.

He poured two cups of tea and said, "Get up and have some tea."

Chen Dongliang raised his eyes, looked at the old man in front of him, and lowered his head again: "Old Immortal, if I have offended you, I am willing to atone with the utmost sincerity."

Lu Xun Huan pushed the teacup in front of him: "Are you going to talk to me on your knees like this?"

Chen Dongliang said, "It is a great honor to be able to speak with the old immortal. Only by kneeling can I express my admiration for the old immortal."

Lu Xun Huan stroked his beard and said, "His ability to flatter is first-rate. No wonder he has climbed all the way to this position."

His mind moved as he thought, and his cell phone flew out silently, hanging in the air, with the camera facing Chen Dongliang.

"Chen Dongliang, you have indeed offended me. Tell me how you are willing to atone for your sin."

Chen Dongliang said tremblingly: "If the old immortal has any request, just ask. If I can satisfy it, I will satisfy it unconditionally."

Lu Xunhuan asked, "Ten billion, do you have it?"

Chen Dongliang raised his eyes, looking miserable: "Old Immortal, next year's salary is only about 500,000..."

Lu Xun Huan snorted, "Hmph, I know your income like the back of my hand. Don't even think about hiding it. An annual salary of over 500,000 yuan isn't even enough for you to spend in one night."

As he spoke, he activated his immortal power again, displaying a powerful pressure.

Torrential rain washed over the city skyline, and Lu Xunhuan tapped the table with his fingertips.

With each crisp sound, the Yuan blue and white porcelain, Tianhuang seals, and jadeite mountains displayed in the office were blown into powder one after another.

Chen Dongliang stared at the large amount of cash, gold, jewelry, etc. scattered out of the shattered Swiss safe, and he seemed to hear the sound of his heart bursting.

Such pressure that shocked countless lives had quietly destroyed his will.

He kowtowed hurriedly and said, "Old Immortal, let's discuss something. Ten billion, I'll give it to you."

Lu Xunhuan stroked his beard again: "You embezzled 10 billion, how much did Ding Yishan contribute?"

Chen Dongliang explained: "One billion."

Lu Xunhuan picked up the teacup and took a sip. "After receiving one billion, you helped Ding Yishan kill people, blew up the Lu family yacht, arranged for earthmoving vehicles to ram the Lu family convoy, bribed snipers and cultivators to assassinate him, and even bribed the entire sect to hunt him down. When the cultivator sect couldn't handle him, you bought drones and missiles to bomb them."

Chen Dongliang was sweating profusely. "I am willing to donate all my property to the old immortal. I will never do anything that is against the will of heaven and earth again. Please give me a chance."

Lu Xun Huan said, "Immortal, it is your duty to save all living beings in the world. Confess all your crimes and I will avert your calamity. If you fail to confess everything, the calamity cannot be completely averted. The more you conceal, the more calamity you will retain."

As soon as he finished speaking, there was a flash of lightning, and a thunder suddenly exploded outside the window, and the entire office building was shaking in the thunder.

Chen Dongliang was so scared that he almost peed himself and quickly crawled on the ground: "Old immortal, help me."

Lu Xunhuan looked out the window and thought of his past life.

In the world over there, he gained skills from the golden hoop, including thunder and lightning.

But after returning to this world, he no longer summoned thunder and lightning. Today, he created a violent storm with thunder and lightning, and had to ask Prime Minister Turtle for help.

When I’m done with this, I’ll go and ask Prime Minister Turtle how to summon thunder.

In fact, as the owner of the divine bone, although he was recognized by Prime Minister Turtle as the Dragon King of the South China Sea, he did not have most of the innate abilities of the dragon clan.

After being distracted for a moment, he said to Chen Dongliang, "Tell the truth. God will listen to you as you confess your crimes. If you lie or conceal anything, God will remember it in your fate."

Chen Dongliang knelt in front of Lu Xunhuan in fear and began to confess his crimes.

From the time he started his official career until now, which superiors has he bribed, who has he accepted bribes from, how many women has he had sexual relations with, how many people has he raped, and how many lives has he owed.

And so on, I talked for an hour and still haven't finished.

Outside the window, the thunder and heavy rain continued.

It was as if God was angry.

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Qingxia hurried from the branch to the headquarters and handed a three-hour video file to her father.

Lin Yun clicked on the video and watched it silently for a while.

The video only shows Chen Dongliang kneeling on the ground, and there is no figure of the person asking the question.

He asked Qingxia, "Did he give it to you?"

Qingxia replied, "It was given to me by an old man with white hair and beard. He was the old immortal who was at the appreciation meeting yesterday."

Lin Yun asked again, "Is that old man the one in disguise?"

Qingxia replied, "Maybe, Dad, what do you think about this?"

Lin Yun pondered and said, "For such a serious incident, I can only consult my superiors. If the investigation and evidence prove that it is indeed true, Pengcheng will be shaken."

He gestured, "Until this matter is exposed, keep it strictly confidential. Don't say a word. Go back to work."

Qingxia saluted: "Yes."

After Qingxia left, Lin Yun watched the video and fell into deep thought.

He was puzzled. When did the eldest young master of the Lu family possess such extraordinary abilities?

He was watching and thinking at the same time.

After the superior watches this video and assigns the task to me, where should I start?

In the video, according to Chen Dongliang's explanation, thousands of people from all walks of life were involved.

How much manpower and time will it take to arrest all of them, file a case, and interrogate them?

After some important figures are arrested, if they refuse to confess, it will take a lot of time to collect evidence in order to break through the case.

By the time he finished watching the video, Pengcheng was already shrouded in a bloody dusk.

He received a report that Chen Dongliang, a big shot in Pengcheng, had voluntarily surrendered himself to the authorities.

So, there was an earthquake in Pengcheng, and police were dispatched urgently from all over.

A faint dragon roar seemed to be heard among the shadows of the clouds.

At the same time, on the top floor of Lu Group.

Lu Xunhuan looked at the torrent of police cars below him, like ants.

The shadow of Prime Minister Turtle loomed behind him: "Your Majesty, why do you have to do it yourself? These ants..."

Lu Xunhuan crushed the ice crystals in his palm, and the list of Chen Dongliang's bribes turned into snow foam and drifted away: "I want them to remember that in the eyes of immortals, political schemes are nothing but towers carved in sand."