I teased the most ferocious cub in the metaphysics world

Ling Chan likes white, the kind of pure white that does not mix with any color. In order to cover the branches all the way up the mountain, Ling Chan's sleeves were cut a few small slits.

In addition to the small mouth, the white sleeves are still stained with green sap and dusty soil on the leaves.

Particularly conspicuous.

It's okay if you don't pay attention, once you notice...

After Feng Mo pointed to his sleeve and said it was dirty, Ling Chan turned to look for Xiaoxi without saying a word.

Ling Chan walked for a while, turned a corner, and saw a small river, more than one meter wide, flowing down from a high mountain.Occasionally, one or two small fish can be seen.

Ling Chan put Feng Mo by the river and broke Feng Mo's hand.

Whenever he encountered a branch, Feng Mo would grab it with his hands. Walking all the way, Feng Mo's palms were covered with wounds, and some of them were swollen. Ling Chan opened Feng Mo's sleeves, and there were also wounds on his arms.

Ling Chan frowned.

They practice Qi all the year round, and their skin is very tough. Ordinary leaves are supposed to be unable to hurt them...

Feng Mo: "The first half was fine."

The scratches are mainly in the second half.

After making sure there were no other wounds, Ling Chan stretched out his hand and pressed on Feng Mo's wrist, channeling his inner energy to check on Feng Mo's physical condition.

But unexpectedly, it was discovered that Feng Mo's bones had all healed and returned to normal.

It is the same as a normal human skeleton.

After checking it carefully, there was nothing wrong, Ling Chan said, "Wash your hands and apply medicine."

Feng Mo went to wash his hands.

Ling Chan was thinking that since Feng Mo's bones had been completely repaired, he should be able to walk around on his own. Always walking around like this is not a good habit from a physical point of view.

When Feng Mo came back after washing his hands, Ling Chan took out a cyan jade bottle, poured out a few drops of cyan juice, and then applied it carefully and evenly on the palms and backs of Feng Mo's hands.

Ling Chan squatted beside Feng Mo, applying it carefully.

The wounds on Feng Mo's heart overlapped, and the tingling sensation was very clear. After applying the dew, a coolness spread, driving away the pain and itching.

Feng Mo turned his head and saw Ling Chan's profile.

Ling Chan's thick eyelashes drooped slightly, his black eyes were half-closed, and he looked very focused and serious.

Feng Mo couldn't help but think of Ling Chan who was very close to him that night when he entered meditation.Feng Mo's heart was pounding uncontrollably.

After treating Feng Mo's wound well, Ling Chan pasted a few talisman papers on the surrounding trees, and a thin layer of mist immediately floated around, just like frosted glass in the bathroom.

It's hazy, and it's hard to see clearly. Of course, it's the people outside the paper talisman who are isolated.

After pasting a few talisman papers, Ling Chan looked at Feng Mo.

Feng Mo blinked, raised his hand to cover his eyes, and made two small movements in one go, expressing that he would never peek.

Ling Chan glanced at Feng Mo's fingers, but didn't say anything.He simply took off his shirt, threw it on the bushes beside him, and cast the Cleansing Charm on himself.

Ling Chan's clothes were baggy, making his body look thinner, but when he took off his clothes, it could be seen that Ling Chan's body was full of muscles.

Although it is a thin layer, it is well-proportioned and beautiful. You can see the strength contained in that muscle layer from every gesture.

Apart from his figure, Ling Chan himself has a subtle beauty of strength, which is not exaggerated, and it is particularly exciting.

After washing with inner air, Ling Chan took out a new shirt and put it on. The whole movement was smooth and smooth, and it didn't take more than three seconds.

The rushing river beside him is just like a decoration.In fact, no matter how clear the river water was, Ling Chan wouldn't use it.

He came just to change clothes.

When Ling Chan raised his hand to get dressed, Feng Mo noticed that there seemed to be a scar the size of a coin on the back of Ling Chan's right shoulder, and the scar was very deep.

Feng Mo recalled the scene when he rescued Ling Chan many years ago, when Ling Chan's right shoulder was already bitten by the monster...

Feng Mo suddenly put down his hand, wanting to see clearly.

Ling Chan had already put on his clothes, but he lowered his head and buttoned up the buttons.

Ling Chan also liked to play around when he was a child. He used to catch fish and shrimps in the small river, cross the river by stepping on the mud and sand, and climb trees to form arrays with half-wet and half-dry clothes.

But after narrowly escaping from the mouth of a big demon that year, and being sprayed with foul-smelling demon blood, Ling Chan was affected, and since then he has stayed away from brightly colored things.

Thinking of this, Ling Chan glanced at Feng Mo.But he found that Feng Mo was staring at his hand.

Feng Mo's eyes flickered.

Ling Chan's fingers are well-articulated, slender and flexible, and the action of buttoning buttons is pleasing to the eye. His fair skin and thin waist are faintly visible in the fluttering white clothes. What echoes in Feng Mo's mind is the injury on Ling Chan's back shoulder.

Back then, he passed through the deep forest to save Ling Chan.

But not long after beheading the big demon, Ling Chan's father rushed over and took Ling Chan away. At that time, Ling Chan was covered in blood, and he really couldn't tell whether the blood was Ling Chan's own or that monster's.

Most likely both.

Thinking of Ling Chan's shoulder injury, Feng Mo suddenly felt distressed.

Back then, he shouldn't have beheaded that monster so quickly, it was too cheap, he should have skinned that monster to extract its soul and refine its soul!

Ling Chan finished buttoning the buttons, folded the changed clothes, stuffed them into Qiankun sleeves, and walked to Feng Mo.

Seeing Feng Mo frowning, Ling Chan asked, "What are you thinking?"

Feng Mo: "Huh?"

Ling Chan's voice brought Feng Mo back to his senses. He came back to his senses, but found that Ling Chan was already dressed neatly, and his plain white clothes covered Ling Chan's thin back and waist.

Feng Mo felt a little regretful.

Ling Chan: "..."

Haven't seen enough of this expression?

Feng Mo really didn't see enough.

Gui Yao quietly went online: "Master..."

Once you have conquered Mr. Ling, you can see it every day!

Feng Mo slapped Gui Yao's rune with a slap.

Gui Yao: "..."

He was heartbroken for his master, but he didn't expect his master to be ungrateful, the emperor really didn't worry about eunuchs!

Gui Yao was complaining silently, when she heard Feng Mo lower her voice, and asked solemnly, "Ling Chan, if I want to chase you, what conditions do I need?"

Feng Mo is a straightforward person. After he understands his own mind and what he wants, his usual style is to fight for it.

Give his all and fight for a chance.

Feng Mo was very serious, Ling Chan was slightly taken aback.

Feng Mo: "You can mention anything you want."

Feng Mo stared straight at Ling Chan.

Ling Chan looked back at Feng Mo.

Here the mountains are high and the rivers are long, the sky is wide and the earth is wide, but there is only him in Feng Mo's dark pupils, and Feng Mo looks at him with focused and serious eyes, solemnly.

It seems that as long as he asks, Feng Mo will give it.

Including, life.

Ling Chan felt inexplicably palpitated.

Heart palpitations to the moment unable to speak.

Feng Mo held his breath waiting for an answer.

But Ling Chan didn't speak for a long time.

Feng Mo felt that his palms were sweating, his heart was beating faster and faster, and his heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of his chest, and his brain was a little lack of oxygen because he was holding his breath.

Ling Chan still didn't speak.

Feng Mo thought that Ling Chan was thinking about conditions, and when he got nervous, he began to give Ling Chan examples.

He also raised it seriously: "For example, how many levels of internal energy do you need, how many points do you need to exceed your points, how many houses do you need, how many cars do you need to buy, how much do you want to give as a bride price, etc.?"

Ling Chan: "..."

His palpitations just now must be an illusion.

Gui Yao: "..."

God, what a garage and bride price!

Feng Mo doesn't know much about the world.

After entering the ghost gate at the age of seven or eight, he has been with a group of ghosts, and finally got out of the ghost gate at the age of 16, but before he learned how to be human, he had to rush on the road of exorcism.

There is no peace for a moment.

Demons are good at deceiving people's hearts and haunt ordinary people's homes.

In order to exorcise demons, Feng Mo travels among ordinary people all year round, and what he sees most is the lives of ordinary people.

He noticed that when ordinary people get married on blind dates, what they talk about most is education, family conditions, financial resources and so on.When it was his turn, Feng Mo subconsciously substituted himself.

Thinking of Ling Chan's remuneration when he received the order, Feng Mo paused and said, "You may not need these...you can add whatever you want, anything."

Feng Mo looked at Ling Chan seriously.

Ling Chan also looked at Feng Mo.

Feng Mo's pupils are still deep, only him, Feng Mo's eyes are still solemn, conveying the concentration that can give everything to him.

But Ling Chan's mind was filled with the example Feng Mo gave just now...

Ling Chan opened his lips: "I don't need to accumulate internal energy, and I don't want a garage gift, as long as my legs are 1.8 meters long."

Feng Mo with short legs of only half a meter: "..."

The world is full of malice against him.

You said you have a crush on me! ?If you make a good confession, you can embrace the beauty! ?

Guiyao, come out for me!

Gui Yao silently covered her mouth.

Not far from Ling Chan's neighbor, Tang Yang handed the windbreaker to Du Qiuhan, took off his short sleeves in a hurry, squatted by the river to wash his face, and then washed his arms in a hurry.

Du Qiuhan put away the windbreaker, walked to the river and put his hand into the river, frowning to see the scratches on the back of his hands, the trees here can actually scratch his hands like this.

When the small wound touched the cool water, the pain and itchiness were greatly relieved. Tang Yang let out a long sigh of relief, and turned his head to see Du Qiuhan squatting downstream of him, washing his hands.

The back of Du Qiuhan's hand was covered with fine scratches, some of which were red. Du Qiuhan's palm was wide, and his fingers and phalanges were clearly defined.

Tang Yang wiped his face and asked, "Aren't you afraid?"

Du Qiuhan raised his head: "Huh?"

Tang Yang pointed to the house behind him: "Ah, metaphysics, two or three mirrors can kill people silently, aren't you afraid?"

Du Qiuhan: "...What are you afraid of?"

They have cultivated since childhood, and entry-level ones like Mirror Array are basically useless to them.

Tang Yang shrugged and said nothing.

After cleaning the wound, Du Qiuhan took out a small bottle, put two drops on his hand, and handed it to Tang Yang.

Du Qiuhan: "Wounding medicine, relieve swelling and itching."

Tang Yang went to pick it up immediately: "Thank you."

He scratched his heart and liver because of the itching of the wound, it was too uncomfortable, it would be great to have ointment to relieve the itching.

nice guy!

People in the metaphysics world are all good people!

When Tang Yang squatted down, the short sleeve was caught between his stomach and legs. When he got up, the poor short sleeve fell into the river with a splash, and drifted downstream.

Tang Yang: "Hey!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Du Qiuhan quickly picked up the short sleeves, but the clothes were already soaked, so he couldn't wear them for the time being.

Tang Yang: "..."

When Ling Chan came back after changing his clothes, he saw that there were only three girls at the gate of the house, and the others were nowhere to be seen.

The short-haired girl took the initiative to explain: "Mr. Ling, you are back, the director and the others have also gone to the river, and will be back in a while."

Ling Chan nodded: "En."

Nodding, Ling Chan stood by the side of the house, looked up at the mountain behind the house, looked at it for a while, just like in the morning, had to walk back and forth, and looked at the mountain from different angles.

Feng Mo followed Ling Chan for a few steps and stopped behind Ling Chan, looking at his short legs speechlessly.

When will it grow to 1.8 meters...

Ling Chan was too cold, the three girls didn't dare to talk to Ling Chan, so they stood silently in the shade of the tree, but they felt too bored not to speak.

The short-haired girl didn't dare to talk to Ling Chan, but when she saw Feng Mo walking and walking with Ling Chan, and couldn't keep up with Ling Chan after a few steps, she looked at her toes aggrieved.

It looks so cute!

The short-haired girl blinked, squatted on the ground, and asked Feng Mo with a smile: "Little friend, how old are you this year? What's your name?"

Feng Mo replied firmly: "1.8 meters."

The short-haired girl: "..."

The other two girls: "..."

Ling Chan's foot that was about to lift up trembled, and his direction went astray.

Gui Yao really wanted to be calm, but she was really calm and incompetent.

Gui Yao once again let out a soul cry, Gui Yi, Gui Zhong, come back quickly!

When the short-haired girl heard the unexpected answer, she coughed and was about to change the subject, but when she looked up, she saw Tang Yang.

The short-haired girl was taken aback for a moment, and immediately stood up and grabbed the girl's hand: "Oh? What's wrong with the police officer brother, this dress doesn't seem to fit well."

Feng Mo turned around when he heard the voice.

Not far away, Tang Yang and Du Qiuhan walked back from the river one after the other.

Du Qiuhan's attire remained the same.

Tang Yang was wearing a black long-sleeved shirt. The shirt was wide and wide, and it looked empty on Tang Yang's body.

The sleeves were so long that Tang Yang's hands were covered.

It's not Tang Yang's clothes at first glance.

Tang Yang tugged at his collar uncomfortably.

It is indeed not him, but Du Qiuhan's.

His clothes fell into the river, and he didn't plan to change his clothes, so he had to be naked or wet.

Seeing that he was struggling, Du Qiuhan borrowed this dress for him based on the trust and love between people.

Du Qiuhan said that the clothes were new clothes that he hadn't worn, but Tang Yang always felt that there was an aura in the clothes that made him feel uncomfortable.

The short-haired girl whispered to another girl, and said with a smile: "The little brother of the police officer went out with Mr. Tianshi and changed his clothes. This size must be Mr. Du's."

Another girl: "Yes, yes, it's developing so fast!"

Tang Yang & Du Qiuhan: "???"

What to develop?Borrow clothes?

Listening to the chattering of the two girls, Feng Mo looked at Tang Yang and Du Qiuhan, then lowered his head again, looking at his short legs.

It's time to find a way to recover quickly.

With such short legs, it's hard to chase Ling Chan.

Gui Yao literally burst into tears.

His master finally got the hang of it.

Not long after Tang Yang came back, the director and the four gentlemen also came back refreshed. The director and the others returned, and the group continued to walk down.

The director has never been to the mountain behind the house, so he doesn't know the situation there.For safety's sake, Ling Chan took the lead and Du Qiuhan took the lead.

Behind the deserted house is a small road, which is not very wide and can only accommodate one person.

The path was deserted, with grass growing taller than a person, and at the end of the path was a high mountain.

Weeds covered the path, and Ling Chan opened the way ahead with an ordinary long sword in his hand, manually clearing the weeds on the road.

Feng Mo moved quickly with his short legs, and followed behind Ling Chan, a few girls followed behind Feng Mo, followed by the director and a few men.

Du Qiuhan was at the end.

The short-haired girl saw Feng Mo running behind Ling Chan listlessly, and asked, "Mr. Ling had been holding the baby in his arms when he came up the mountain and was reluctant to let go. Why isn't he holding it now?"

The second female lead seemed to have something on her mind, so she replied absent-mindedly, "...maybe you're tired?"

Girl with short hair: "Oh."

Gui Yao who heard the conversation: "..."

It's not that I'm tired, it's that I hate my short legs.

Feng Mo slapped Gui Yao into silence.

Ling Chan glanced at Feng Mo without showing any signs.

Feng Mo followed behind Ling Chan, walking very earnestly and hard, and he looked really cute like that.Halfway through, the mountain behind the house can be clearly seen.

Ling Chan turned around and hugged Feng Mo.

Feng Mo's bones are fully developed, but after all, it is just right, too much exercise is probably not good for the bones.

Well, yes, not for too long.

Ling Chan hugged Feng Mo and looked at the mountain in front of him.

The mountain was much steeper than what they had climbed in the morning, and there were still some rocks on the slope of the mountain, which looked like they were formed after an earthquake rolled over the mountain.

In addition to the messy stones on the mountain, the trees are still a little bare. It is obviously summer, but the vegetation is almost withered.

Tang Yang looked at the bare mountain: "It's so strange."

It's summer, why is there no greenery on the mountain?

No one answered Tang Yang's words to himself.

Everyone can see that there is desolation that shouldn't be there, but they don't know why it is so desolate, and Ling Chan can't quite see it.

Getting closer, needle-bone trees suddenly appeared on both sides of the path.

When everyone saw the bone needle forest, they all took out their coats.

Tang Yang tugged at the sleeve of his shirt.

Humph, this time he is not behind either.

But Ling Chan stopped and opened his eyes.

After approaching those trees, Ling Chan saw that there were lines on the leaves that resembled faces, and those lines seemed to be alive, twisting and struggling.

Seeing these leaves with facial texture, Ling Chan understood why the mountain was a little bald.

Feng Mo looked at the branch of the needle-bone tree that was stretched out, but instead of reaching out to grab it, he turned his hand and took out a dagger, and chopped directly at the branch.

The branches were broken, and bloody sap flowed out, accompanied by a faint smell of blood.

Feng Mo: "Sure enough."

Following the director who came up the mountain: "What?"

Ling Chan said: "The needle-bone trees here are not ordinary trees. They absorb Yin Qi and grow, and have spiritual wisdom. They have become a strange species between spirits and ghosts."

Seeing a few girls looking sideways, Ling Chan said: "All the trees here have yin energy, don't be scratched by their branches and leaves. The sharp teeth on the edges of these leaves are different from those at the bottom of the mountain. They are very sharp and can instantly Cut through the skin of the clothes. As long as there is a breach, a ray of Yang Qi will be absorbed."

If Yang Qi is exhausted, then only Yin Qi will remain, and a person who loses Yang Qi will either die or be about to die.

The yin energy that Ling Chan sensed from the gate of the house probably came from the trees here.

Several girls walked away in an instant.

Confident Tang Yang: "..."

Cooperating with the shirt he borrowed is useless.

Ling Chan took a few steps forward, swiping the long sword in his hand repeatedly, and the sound of the wind appeared with sword energy, and he chopped the ground under the pinbone tree with precision.

The ground was cut open by the long sword, exposing a piece of white bone.

The director's scalp numb: "What?"

Ling Chan: "Bones."

Tang Yang stretched out his head to look: "It should be the arm bone."

director:"……"

With a few flicks of Ling Chan's long sword, a complete bone appeared in front of everyone.

Ling Chan cut all the way, and found more than 30 bones under the tree. Most of the bones were intact, but they were buried randomly in the ground.

Later, at the place closest to the foot of the mountain, Ling Chan found a special white bone. The white bone was broken and shattered from the waist, and it seemed that it was smashed by a heavy object.

Except for that one, the other bones were intact.

The director looked at the bones on the ground, and started to conjecture in his head, who are these bones, and why are they here...

The director said in a low voice: "The villagers said that the people in this house disappeared inexplicably. What are you talking about, the earth-binding ghosts? Those people must be dead. These bones...can't be the people in the house?"

Tang Yang had an occupational disease, walked around the bones, and finally came to a conclusion: "Basically, these bones should not be from the same period."

Tang Yang pointed to the last few bones that were dug up, including the human bone with a broken waist, and said, "Visual inspection, these should be the earliest, and they are all male. Judging by the age of the bones, they are probably between 30-40 years old." Probably. It’s been too long, so I can’t be sure.”

Tang Yang: "The villagers said that the owner of the house brought his family with him, so they couldn't be all men."

Looking at the bones all over the floor, the director wanted to cry: "Ling...Master Ling, should we continue to go up the mountain?"

He just wanted to solve the problems in the crew. Who knew that this murder case could snowball like a snowball, getting bigger and bigger.

It just killed him.

Ling Chan: "No more."

Tang Yang: "What about this bone?"

Ling Chan: "Call the police."

Tang Yang: "???"

Isn't this the case that Tianshi took over?

Ling Chan: "There is a murder case, shouldn't we call the police?"

Tang Yang: "..."

Unable to refute.

The mountain road is not easy to walk.

When the police climbed up, the sun had already set and it was already dark. By the time they transported the bones to the gate of the mansion one by one, it was nearly midnight.

After Tang Yang and a group of police officers finished their work, they saw Ling Chan, Feng Mo, and Du Qiuhan looking at the house with serious expressions.

The director and the others are far away from the gate of the house.

Tang Yang walked over to take a look, and found that the gate of the house was wide open, and a cold aura came out from the house, as if money was not needed.

Tang Yang: "What are you looking at?"

Feng Mo raised his hand.

A faint red light glowed from his fingertips, and the red light traveled in the void above Tang Yang's eyelids, and finally formed a complex pattern, which flickered for a moment before entering Tang Yang's pupils.

Tang Yang only felt his eyes cool down, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw red candles hanging high in the house, red silk flying, people coming and going, very lively,

I don't know if he has experienced too much, but when Tang Yang saw this weird scene, he was indifferent: "What is this for?"

Ling Chan: "The earth-binding spirits have come out."

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