After the scum finished ghost attack, I put it back on again

After Fu Lin came out of the kitchen, he was carrying a whole set of knives in his hands, including fruit knives, meat cleavers, serrated knives, boning knives, paring knives... everything in various shapes and styles.

"Brother Fu Lin, are you...these knives?" Shen Mo stared at the set of knives and swallowed.

"Well, I think it's all suitable." Fu Lin nodded lightly, while lightly rolling up the knife and stuffing it into the backpack.

"Do you want to use it all over again?" The little girl trembled, terrified, "Even if you can raise the corpse back, it will leave a psychological shadow! What if you don't?!"

"Huh?" Fu Lin was stunned for a moment, "I just couldn't make a choice at the moment, so I took them all for now."

Immediately, the young man seemed to be inspired, and raised his brows: "It's not bad to use them all. It is true that you can chop them up first, and then use the corpse raising technique to raise them back, and then chop them up."

His words successfully made all the male creatures in the entire space turn pale.

Immediately, Fu Lin patted the little girl's shoulder, and said with emotion: "It's true that blue is better than blue, Xiao Mo, you are more flirtatious than me, this proposal is good."

In the next moment, the little girl who was full of coquettish operations was waved out of the room by the furious Mr. Shen.

Seeing the little girl fall out pitifully, Fu Lin was a little dazed and couldn't bear it: "Ah Yuan?"

Shen Yuan explained calmly: "She is still young, so she is not suitable for this topic."

"Well, that's right, she's not yet an adult, is she?" Fu Lin felt deeply guilty.

Then he shook the straps of his backpack and turned to ask his military support: "I'm ready, shall we go?"

Shen Yuan: "..."

Shen Yuan panicked a lot in his heart, but on the surface he still maintained a calm and composed demeanor.

The boss followed Fu Lin silently, searching for traces of "Mummy Shen Yi" together.

Full of energy, Fu Lin dragged Shen Yuan to look around the entire Shen family, vowing to catch a certain evil spirit and let him experience what it's like to be a father-in-law.

As a result, no hair was found.

"Strange." Fu Lin looked at the compass spinning in his hand suspiciously, "He should be around here?"

Shen Yuan stood blankly on one side, his eyes were empty, looking into the distance.

Fu Lin took out a pen from his bag, attached some spiritual energy to it, and threw it on the ground.

The tip of the pen pointed directly at Shen Yuan.

Shen Yuan stiffened for a moment.

"Has it become south again?" Fu Lin pulled her hair, very frustrated, "Has my divination ability become like this?"

Fu Lin has hardly studied the gossip of the Book of Changes. After all, he has worked so hard to clean the dust, burn the incense burner, and draw formations. Perhaps it is not as accurate as Gu Xuanming throwing a branch at random.

Over time, he let it go, only occasionally relying on extremely high spiritual power to force the calculation.

Like now.

"No, I want to draw a formation." Fu Lin took out the cinnabar ink cartridge and Langhao pen from his bag, found a clean and open place, and then sprinkled the pen and ink on the ground.

He struggled all afternoon before he thought he had perfectly drawn the gossip formation with countless mistakes and omissions.

Shen Yuan glanced at the messy gossip array, and quietly breathed a sigh of relief, it's okay if the directions of Qiankun are written wrong.

While accompanying Fu Lin to continue arresting people, the boss secretly contacted all the ghosts under him with a heavy heart, asking them to recommend a ghost who is similar in size to him, pretending to be him, and tasting the unbearable life of life for him. pain.

All the ghosts were frightened, but the strength refused.

So that night, all the male-gender ghost servants in the entire Shen mansion fled thousands of miles away, lest they become tragic scapegoats.

It's easy to say, let's really let them go qaq.

Moreover, I don't know how many times to chop!

Even Ghost Face, who was a thousand miles away in stature, carefully buried himself in the soil, as quiet as a chicken.

On the other side, Fu Lin followed the guidance of the eight trigrams circle, turned left and right at Shen's house, and circled countless times.

Finally, he pushed open a door and looked inside.

This is Shen Hong's room.

Shen Hong, who was about to go to bed, was terrified: "No, no, I won't grow back."

"What are you talking about?" Fu Lin was speechless, "Have you seen Shen Yi today?"

"No, no." Shen Hong shook his head again and again, afraid that Fu Lin would go blind, so he would use a paring knife and a boning knife to give him a bite.

"Could it be that he absconded in fear of crime?" Fu Lin murmured, and slowly exited Shen Hong's room.

His divination is not very accurate, and if it exceeds a certain distance, it will have no effect at all.

Fu Lin is very suspicious that Shen Yi is no longer near Shen's house, after all, he has searched Shen's house up and down several times.

How can this be done?

Can't calculate the location, can't find the ghost, and the other party unilaterally cut off the connection established by the Corpse Control Curse.

There was nothing Fu Lin could do, so he had to go to rest first, and talk about it when he got up the next day.

After the young man went to rest, the whole Shen family breathed a sigh of relief, especially Big Brother Shen.

He has never been afraid of anything in his life, but Chou Diao really doesn't want to try.

Not to mention paring knives, boning knives, serrated knives, meat cleavers... just think about it, your brain will explode, okay?

He chooses death.

******

The next day, Fu Lin got up early in the morning, and it was still daylight, so he got up and packed the package. The point was that he stuffed a lot of candles into the package.

Fu Lin sneered.

Hehe, did the mummy think he was helpless after escaping from the Shen mansion?

Just kidding, he has a brother who knows everything about the world, as long as the mummy is still on the earth, he can find him out.

Carrying a small package and his own Zhou Yuanze painting skin, Fu Lin casually left a message to Shen Yuan who had been suffering for two nights, and left Shen's house alone to find Gu Xuanming.

Fu Lin let out a breath.

Apart from Shen Yi's matter, it is time for him to meet his brothers and give them an explanation.

Fu Lin glanced at his watch, it was six fifty in the morning.

At this time, Gu Xuanming should have got up from the bed in pain, opened the store door, and then drove Ye Hongshu to sit on the stage to watch the store, while he ran to the back and went back to sleep again.

That's right, Gu Xuanming opened a small shop for fortune-telling, fortune-telling, and Fengshui.

Unlike the prosperous Shen family, the Gu family has always been a single family. A tragedy took away Gu Xuanming's parents 11 years ago. Gu Xuanming, who had just grown up and was still studying, had no choice but to open a small shop to earn a living.

At that time, everyone thought that the Gu family was in decline, and they were afraid that they would fade out as one of the three major families.

No one expected that ten years later, the Gu family would usher in its most glorious peak, and its momentum has already overwhelmed the Shen and Zhou families.

The Patriarch of the Zhou family is old and weak, and Zhou Yuanjiang can't support the stage. He is far behind the late Zhou Yuanze.

And Shen Yuan has been in a slump since the battle five years ago, and he rarely showed up. The members of the Shen family have also changed from their previous arrogance and restraint.

As for other small sects, under the vigorous promotion of domestic atheism, they can barely survive, let alone develop.

After putting on the painted skin, Fu Lin followed his memory and found the small shop in the downtown area.

He pushed open the glass door.

"Welcome to the light..." Ye Hongshu dropped the Langhao pen on the ground in the middle of his words, and he gasped, "Zhou... Brother Zhou? Are you really..."

His eyes were tightly locked on Fu Lin, his eyes were red, and he shouted: "Old Gu! Old Gu! Don't sleep, you fucking come out!"

A fit and strong man opened the door of the inner room, rubbed his eyes sleepily, and complained: "Why are you shouting so early in the morning? The ghost is on...?"

His tone paused, and then he shouted: "Boss..."

"Boss, are you alive?" Bai Ziyan held Fu Lin's warm palm and said bumpily, "A few days ago, Lao Gu said that you were still alive. We all thought he was under a magic spell. ……did not expect……"

Bai Ziyan turned his face away and wiped the corners of his eyes.

Fu Lin was also a little depressed. Although from his point of view, he and Bai Ziyan had not parted for two months, but it was all his fault that they were so sad.

At that time, he discarded his vest in such a hurry that he didn't even think about it.

It was only later that he realized that he had finished his operation, and he didn't even have a chance to say goodbye to his brothers.

After "Zhou Yuanze" died, Shen Yuan seemed to be suspicious of him, and sent many little ghosts inside and out to watch him.Fortunately, he catches ghosts and suppresses evil all the year round, and is extremely sensitive to Yin Qi, so he discovered the little ghosts hiding in the dark in time.

Otherwise, it would have been revealed long ago.

Fu Lin didn't dare to act rashly, didn't dare to contact Gu Xuanming, and didn't dare to pay too much attention to Zhou Yuanze's funeral.

He didn't dare to gamble on whether Shen Yuan would lend him the spirit plate after knowing his vest.

So he could only keep silent. Even when Zhou Yuanjiang came to Shen's house to ask for his sword on the grounds that "Zhou Yuanze is from the Zhou family, the soul-breaking sword should belong to the Zhou family", he didn't say anything, just looked at Shen Yuan helplessly. Handed over the broken soul.

Later, Shen Yuan's physical condition deteriorated, and he was eager to study the method of causal replacement, collecting the necessary materials, racing against time, not daring to stop for a moment, and not in the mood to care about other things.

Until the last time he left, he couldn't say a word to Gu Xuanming.

Therefore, Shen Yuan knew that he was going home, but Gu Xuanming and the others didn't know anything, they only thought that he had passed away.

So much so that Fu Lin didn't know how to face them when he came back from time travel.

Fu Lin sighed: "I'm sorry."

"Why are you apologizing?" Ye Hongshu patted Fu Lin on the shoulder.

Two more people came out of the room, Gu Xuanming with a sleepy face and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old boy.

Gu Xuanming was fine, he didn't react very much, when the young man saw Fu Lin, he burst into tears instantly, and rushed towards Fu Lin like a rocket.

"master!!"

Fu Lin was thrown into his arms, and he staggered two steps back, almost losing his footing.

I rely on.

This kid, it’s fine to throw himself when he was a child, but he’s a person weighing 140 pounds now, what a ghost.

Gu Xuanming also came over, sighing softly: "It's good to be back, it's good to be back."

After that, he grabbed Fu Lin's wrist and examined it carefully.

"How is it?" the young boy Sun Qi asked nervously.

Bai Ziyan and Ye Hongshu also looked at Gu Xuanming.

"It is indeed a living person." Gu Xuanming frowned even tighter, and he stared at Fu Lin deeply, "Ah Ze, tell me the truth, what happened five years ago?"

Although he asked, he did not wait for Fu Lin to answer, and continued to state: "I have calculated Shen Yuan's fate before, and he should have died five years ago, and you... should have lived a long life."

"It's like this." Fu Lin was ready to tell the whole story before coming, so as not to hurt the brothers, "I am a time traveler..."

"Don't talk nonsense." Gu Xuanming interrupted Fu Lin impatiently, "Did that dog Shen Yuan steal your luck? Then he imprisoned you for five years and asked you to carry his karma for him?"

"I'm really a time traveler." Fu Lin was deeply impressed by Lao Gu's brain hole, and explained again, "I went home before."

"Stop flirting." Gu Xuanming, who has always had a good temper, emphasized his tone, "Do you know that your life expectancy is only 28?"

Fu Lin was stunned, what?

If you count the five years when he lay dead, he is already 28.

But he was alive and kicking, and he didn't have any symptoms at all?

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Are you devils? Hahahaha, more than 100 begging comments are okay. Be careful that Mr. Shen sends millions of ghost servants to talk to you in the middle of the night.