Five supernatural bosses are vying to marry me

This one...let's call it Jade Mahjong. Once he took it into his hand, the whole string of bells hanging around Nan Jing's neck rang wildly. Nan Jing pursed his lips and lowered his head to pick up the glass beads.

Before he had time to look, there was the sound of shouting in the distance.

"Nanjing! You are here!"

Miao Jinli ran over, he looked at Nan Jing panting and said quickly: "I found the master, why can't I get through to you, hurry up, this time it's not a trivial matter, maybe someone will die."

Nan Jing pursed his lips, subconsciously put the jade mahjong and glass beads into his trouser pocket, and hurried upstairs with Miao Jinli, in the innermost room on the sixth floor.

After knocking on the door, Miao Jinli pushed it open and went in.

The first thing to see is the walls painted with green paint, the paint peeling off to reveal the white gray wall skin, the bed is clean and tidy, in the style of an iron frame bed, and there is a red thermos bottle on the cream yellow drawer cabinet next to the bed.

Nan Jing paused for a moment. He was very familiar with this environment. He and the old man lived in such an old-fashioned house when they were young. Looking at this environment, he still felt a little nostalgic.

Looking away, Nan Jing looked at the window, Chi Xing was standing there, and an old man of some age was sitting on a rocking chair in front of the window, wearing presbyopic glasses, watching Nan Jing and Miao Jinli come in and beckon.

Miao Jinli stood upright in front of the old man and said, "Old Li, he is the one among us who can draw symbols."

As he spoke, he touched the compass mirror with his finger.

Mr. Li picked up the presbyopic glasses on his lap and put them on, slowly turned his head to look at Nan Jing, and said, "Oh, that's amazing, you're not too old, you can draw talismans, how many years have you been drawing talismans? "

Didn't expect this question to be asked first.

Nan Jing was stunned and said, "Seven years..."

It has indeed been seven years since the old man taught him.

Mr. Li beckoned, spread out the book on his lap, looked at Nan Jing and said, "Come on, come and take a look, do you know what kind of talisman this is?"

There are not many types of talismans drawn by Nanjing, but he has recognized quite a few talismans through various channels. Now he walked over and bent over to look at them and said, "This is... the five-element talisman?"

The five-element talisman, pasted on a person's body, can use the talisman to mobilize the power of the five elements between heaven and earth. Metal, wood, water, fire, and earth each have their own magical effects. They belong to higher-level talismans, and Nan Jing has not yet drawn them.

Mr. Li said: "The sores you showed me are not sores on the human face. If you can see the whole body and dissect it, you will find that these sores are distributed on the liver and gallbladder in the body. These sores are wood sores. It is something made by combining the five elements with evil methods."

"If I'm not mistaken, this dead person should belong to wood."

Nan Jing quickly lowered his head to look at the information sent by Yu Anyan. He quickly calculated the assistant's date of birth and nodded: "Yes, it belongs to wood."

"I don't know the specific evil method, but you have to hurry up. People who can use the five elements to perform this evil method must have superb magic power, and I can't guess what will happen."

Nan Jing pursed his lips, and said bluntly: "Now we don't know the purpose of the person behind it, where should we find it? Are there any other characteristics of this five-element art?"

Miao Jinli stroked the snake's head, squinted his eyes and said, "Mr. Li, when I was in contact with that assistant, he didn't allow me to open the curtains. It belongs to wood. Does it mean that if you get this wood sore, you will be afraid of fire?"

Mr. Li pondered: "There is indeed such a saying. There is another way. You draw the five-element talisman, and then use the person-finding talisman combined with the five-element talisman to find someone. Maybe you can find it."

The three of them discussed with Mr. Li, and seeing that Mr. Li was a little tired, they bothered and left quickly.

Standing at the gate of the nursing home, Miao Jinli and Chi Xing looked at Nanjing together.

Both of them can't draw symbols, and now there is no good way to find the next step, it depends on what Nan Jing said.

Nan Jing tugged at his sweater pocket, took a deep breath and said, "Go back to the building first, I'll draw the talisman, and then we'll go find someone. If this method doesn't work, we'll think of another way."

It was yesterday afternoon when I came out of the building, and it is already noon the next day.

The three of Nan Jing got out of the car, and they paused when they saw Lou, which looked completely different from yesterday.

I saw the old dilapidated three-story building when I left last night. At this time, the outer walls were all painted with white paint. The roof that was supposed to be used for the residents who lived there to dry their clothes was repaired at this time. Lush flowers and green plants.

Even Nan Jing saw that a glass greenhouse was built on the roof.

And in this old, dilapidated building with a messy plan, everything has been tidied up, and the room layout that was made randomly to save space has been cleverly planned and re-arranged.

Nan Jing walked up to the third floor, facing the stairs was a gate with a red gilded sign inlaid on it, which read—South Third District Office.

Except for Nan Jing, the other two were somewhat amazed.

Miao Jinli patted Nan Jing on the shoulder and said, "Aren't you really Yu Anyan's master?"

Owner?

Chi Xing looked at Nanjing suspiciously.

Nanjing: ...

"Not really."

The rest of Nan Jing didn't want to explain anymore, the more he explained, the more chaotic it became, as if he really didn't understand why the so-called metaphysics forum would discuss whether he was pregnant with Bai Guanyin's child.

Outrageous.

Pushing open the door, Nan Jing saw a huge mahogany table, and on the table, there was a white cat licking its paw.

Um?Where did the cat come from?

Nan Jing glanced at the white cat. The white cat was snow-white, with fluffy long hair and a flick of its tail. The cat's eyes looked this way after they came in. It was a cat with red pupils.

Pretty.

The moment Chi Xing stepped into the door, his footsteps stopped. He stared fixedly at the white cat, subconsciously touched his white hair ends, and stood stiffly on the spot.

Seeing Nan Jing walking towards the cat without making a decision, Chi Xing subconsciously stopped: "Nan Jing, don't,"

Nan Jing turned back in confusion: "What's wrong?"

The white cat also turned its head, and looked at Chi Xing with cat eyes that looked like unburned pigeon blood rubies. It was obviously just a cat, but it carried a sense of deterrence.

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