I teased the most ferocious cub in the metaphysics world

The door fell to the ground, revealing a corridor.

The corridors are full of ghosts.

Ling Chan came suddenly, and the ghosts paused.

In the next second, the ghosts immediately turned around, their eyes greedily rushed to Ling Chan, and their sharp claws drew a dark arc in the air.

Ling Chan took out a stack of red-bottomed evil symbols in his left hand, and a mahogany sword appeared in his right hand.

The red talisman is dazzling, and the mahogany is windy.

A few seconds later, all the ghosts ran away screaming and holding their heads, but they were still divided into several parts by the lightning-fast mahogany sword. Afterwards, white paper symbols flew back and forth in the air.

A few minutes later, the passageway was empty, but there was a pile of dark demon charms in Ling Chan's hand.

Ling Chan walked towards the second door.

Boom boom boom!

Ling Chan kicked the door all the way, catching ghosts all the way through, and soon reached the last hall.

Looking at the last stone gate, Ling Chan paused for a while, then put away the lightning strike mahogany sword and ghost charm in his hands, put down his rolled up sleeves, and lowered his head to straighten his clothes, making sure there was nothing wrong before stretching out his hands Press and hold Shimen.

This time, Shimen fell silently.

There was neither sound nor dust.

The stone gate fell, and Ling Chan saw that the main hall of the ghost gate was clean, and there was only a futon in sight.

There is a person sitting on the futon.

A man sitting cross-legged with his head slightly lowered.

The man has a straight back, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and a long black windbreaker, with a blood-red token the size of a baby's fist hanging on the belt around his waist. .

The token is the Hundred Ghost Order of Wuguidao.

The person sitting cross-legged is Feng Mo.

Feng Mo lowered his head, and from Ling Chan's perspective, he could only see the smooth lower half of Feng Mo's face, and his thin lips that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Same as he remembered.

This person looks gentle, but in fact he is indifferent.

Ling Chan was silent for a moment, took a few steps forward, stopped in front of Feng Mo, and then slowly squatted down.

At the age of 16, Feng Mo was much taller than Ling Chan, now 12 years later, Feng Mo is still taller than Ling Chan, Ling Chan can only see Feng Mo's face when he looks up.

Feng Mo is well-grown, with deep three-dimensional features and contours.

Compared with the childish face in Ling Chan's memory, now Feng Mo is more handsome and handsome, and the deep facial contour is more in line with the domineering look between his brows.

Unfortunately, Feng Mo's eyes were closed.

But Ling Chan knows that if those eyes are opened, they must be dark and deep, sharp and evil.

Now more than ten years have passed by, if Feng Mo is still alive, his eyes may be a little more calm and introverted.

Ling Chan stared at Feng Mo for two seconds, stretched out his hand to touch the position of Feng Mo's left chest, it was empty, the heart and three ribs were gone.

Ling Chan was silent for a moment, picked up Feng Mo's body, and said, "Don't worry, I will avenge you."

When he was 12 years old, he was just an ordinary feng shui master. He went into the deep forest because of his love of play, and met an evil monster. When he was about to be swallowed by the evil monster, Fengmo stepped on the wind and came to save his life. .

He always remembered the grace of saving his life.

Ling Chan lowered his eyes, put Feng Mo's body into the coffin he brought, and then found a place with beautiful scenery and good Feng Shui to bury Feng Mo and erect a monument.

Ling Chanjing looked at the stele for a while, then turned and left.

Not long after Ling Chan left, a white and tender doll poked its head out from behind the stele, looking at Ling Chan's back with slightly elongated eyes.

After watching for a few seconds, the baby stepped on the path Ling Chan had walked on.

It was noon again, and Ling Chan arrived at Qingshui Street in the imperial capital.

Qingshui Street is a main street in the old city of the imperial capital. Before he left, it was an antique street, with exquisitely decorated antique shops on both sides. Thousands of antique lovers communicate and walk here every day, and it is bustling.

Now most of the shops on both sides of the street are closed, only a few here and there are half open. The shops that are open are all selling shrouds and ghost papers, and there is one that sells coffins.

The whole street was deserted, desolate and gloomy.

Ling Chan's footsteps were not too fast or slow, but his speed was very fast, and he reached the very center of Qingshui Street in a short while.

In the center of Qingshui Street is a small independent building.

The small building has three floors, the whole body is covered with white bricks and faces south, the overall construction is exquisite, each floor has a spacious balcony, but the potted plants placed on the balcony have been shriveled, as if they have been sucked dry The vitality is also withered.

There are unified wooden plaques on Qingshui Street, and the door of the small building is no exception. On the wooden plaques, there are a few large characters written in extremely chic: Ling's Office.

Ling Chan's eyes fell on the glass door of the small building.

A wrist-thick chain is hung on the glass doorknob, and a few pieces of light yellow talisman paper are pasted on the chain. On the talisman paper, complex cinnabar lines are drawn, and the lines are intertwined, complicated and mysterious.

Ling Chan was puzzled: "Seal the curse."

Ling Chan walked a few steps to the side, and found that there were several sealing and locking spells pasted around the small building every one or two meters.

Ling Chan frowned.

Sealing and locking spells are a kind of spells, which are generally used to seal and isolate evil monsters.Who is so bold to use it in his family's ancestral office! ?

Ling Chan walked over a few steps to try to break the spell.

"Brother Ling, don't touch it!"

Ling Chan heard a clear voice.

Ling Chan looked sideways and found that it was Shao Xinyan.

Shao Xinyan was wearing a white T-shirt and denim shorts, with messy hair, beads of sweat on his face, and a pair of big eyes sparkling.

Shao Xinyan was out of breath: "Brother Ling, don't touch it."

After parting from Brother Ling yesterday, he always felt that he had forgotten something. When he met that kid from the Fu family at noon, Shao Xinyan suddenly remembered that the Ling family's office was sealed!

After thinking of this, he ran to here desperately.

Finally arrived before Brother Ling picked up the talisman.

Ling Chan looked at Shao Xinyan.

Shao Xin took a breath, straightened his waist and said, "Well, now the office is a forbidden place in the metaphysics world. It is forbidden to break the spell and enter without permission, and you will be held accountable."

Ling Chan looked at Shao Xinyan: "Forbidden place?"

The Ling family office has been passed down from generation to generation for hundreds of years, and it has always been the private property of the Ling family. Now it has become a forbidden place that cannot be entered and exited at will. He agrees?

Ling Chan squinted at Shao Xinyan.

Ling Chan looked expressionless, but his eyes were very oppressive, and Shao Xinyan saw that his mouth was dry, his heart was frightened, and he wanted to cry.

Shao Xinyan was discouraged: "Ten years ago, more than a dozen people died inexplicably in the office. Master Lu Chi and Uncle Ling disappeared afterwards. Half a year ago, two disciples died in the office one after another. The death conditions were the same as those before. Qi and blood exhausted and died."

Shao Xinyan: "These two things have had a great impact in the metaphysics world. The bosses sealed the office and sent people to guard it."

Shao Xinyan continued to explain: "Those who enter privately are required to be locked up in a small dark room for one month according to the regulations, and those who fail to keep it are guilty of the same crime."

Ling Chan was unmoved: "Oh, what if we open the business directly?"

Shao Xinyan: "..."

Ling Chan walked towards the glass door expressionlessly.

"stop!"

Ling Chan walked to the door and before he stretched out his hand, he heard an angry shout from the side, the voice was filled with irritability and impatience.

Ling Chan turned his head to look.

It was a boy wearing a racerback vest and floral pants. He was young but tall, and he swayed as he walked.

The boy walked towards Ling Chan frowning, his brows were wrinkled into Sichuan characters, and the word irritable was written all over his hair.

The boy approached, frowned, looked at Ling Chan, then at Shao Xinyan, and sneered: "Who am I, Young Master Shao, why don't you set up a stall on the side of the road to tell fortunes at noon?"

Shao Xinyan's face was swollen: "Fu Ruiyan!"

Ten years ago, the Ling family with a thousand-year heritage suddenly declined, and then the metaphysics circle launched a point system.

The feng shui masters who purely looked at feng shui were not capable enough to earn points, and their status in the metaphysical world plummeted.

The Shao family has a bit of a foundation, and the disciples can barely earn points to support the Shao family to open an office, but most Feng Shui masters who have no combat effectiveness cannot run an office.

Even applying for a job in a firm will be rejected because of insufficient personal points. Such treatment makes them disheartened.

They sold their accounts in the metaphysics world one after another, circulated them to set up stalls on the side of the road for fortune-telling, or learned a skill, and went out to the society.

Those part-time celestial masters who can read feng shui and catch monsters and ghosts came from behind and became the mainstream...

Shao Xinyan felt wronged when he thought about it.

Ling Chan turned to the boy: "What did you say?"

Boy: "Labor and management let you quit!"

Bang!

Ling Chan kicked the boy in the chest.

Ling Chan's strength was not small, and the boy fell to the ground with a bang after being kicked more than one meter away by Ling Chan.

"Cough cough!"

The boy was first kicked by Ling Chan and felt a sharp pain in his chest, then he fell to the ground, and his back felt another sharp pain, the pain made the boy burst into tears.

The boy was stunned for a moment, then grinned and raised his head, only to see Ling Chan standing in the sun in his white shirt without moving a corner, as if he wasn't the one who kicked someone just now.

Compared with his own embarrassment, the boy was so angry just now: "Boy, let me tell you, my dad is..."

Ling Chan: "Li Gang is useless."

The boy choked on his chest and rolled his eyes in anger.

Shao Xinyan was taken aback.

Brother Ling beat the young master of the Fu family?

It's over now!

The bear from the Fu family is the most defensive.

This is going to be troublesome.

Shao Xinyan hadn't recovered from the shock when he heard Ling Chan utter a word coldly.

Ling Chan said, "Get lost."

Ling Chan's eyes were cold.

Twelve years ago, Feng Mo had saved his life.

Twelve years later, Feng Mo has the whereabouts of his father and master. No matter what the reason is, Feng Mo's death is no less than a bolt from the blue to Ling Chan. Nowhere to vent.

The boy's face turned blue and white.

A few seconds later, the boy couldn't bear the coercion, said "you wait for me" and limped away.

At the corner opposite to Ling's office, a pair of narrow, deep eyes saw all of these.

Shao Xinyan was terrified and froze for a while and said, "Brother Ling, I know you are not afraid of the little black room, nor are you afraid of Li Gang, but I still have something to tell you..."

Ling Chan: "Well, tell me."

"Who hurt my son!?"

Before Shao Xinyan could speak, he shouted loudly from afar.

Shao Xinyan cried: "Brother Ling, don't be afraid, I will definitely protect your face when you are beaten."

Ling Chan: "..."

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