Catching ghosts live, I actually awakened the Five Arts of Xuanmen

Lin Feng thought that he was not a pure and kind person, so this might be the first and last time he gave alms to this beggar.

However, he didn't expect to see him again after the year.

After the New Year's Eve, there is a festive atmosphere for the Spring Festival.

In February, just entered the spring, the weather is still not so warm.

On the sixth day, he came to the studio after eating early in the morning.

The office environment is very clean, Leng Ye stands quietly in front of the window alone, watching the pedestrians and vehicles outside the window.

And Taoist Baiyun still sits there and meditates quietly. Since he got the book "Introduction to Taoism Practice", he never forgets to practice whenever he has time.

"Ye Zun, what are you looking at?" Lin Feng came to Leng Ye and asked.

Ye Zun didn't answer either, and stood motionless by the window.

Following his line of sight, Lin Feng looked over and saw the beggar again.

His clothes were worn out and his face was still pale, but the difference was that there was a bit of determination and firmness in his eyes.

"It's strange, when he just came here, he looked there specially, and there was no sign of anyone!"

"Why did that beggar appear again in the blink of an eye?"

Lin Feng wondered in his heart.

"In the past few days, he's been here every day!" Leng Ye said lightly, as if responding to Lin Feng's inner thoughts.

"Come every day?" Lin Feng murmured in his heart, always feeling that this beggar was unusual.

As soon as his thoughts fell, Ye Zun said coldly: "He's here!"

To put it simply, coupled with his cold tone and expression, no matter how you listen to it, there is a sense of terror.

Lin Feng looked up, and saw that the beggar was really lying on his dilapidated wooden plank, with his hands slipping, struggling to move forward.

He looked left and right, and found that there was no car. With both hands, the skateboard under him was like a rocket that rushed out suddenly, and flew to the opposite side of the road with a "swoosh!"

After a while, he leaned down again, raised his head, and walked towards the studio where they were. His expression was crazy, and his eyes showed determination.

"Baiyun, go and bring people in!" Lin Feng said.

From his changes before and after, as well as the decisive look in his eyes, he probably guessed his reason for coming.

Hearing Lin Feng's order, Baiyun immediately stopped practicing.

Although the other party's clothes were very ugly, Daoist Baiyun was indeed a good Taoist priest who was dedicated to the world, and enthusiastically helped him enter the studio, without any disgust or embarrassment on his expression.

"Thank you!" said the beggar.

This is the second person who has shown kindness to him since he became a beggar.

Soon, he saw this Heavenly Eye master who was admired and worshiped by thousands of people again.

When he came here, he was very decisive, and this time he came here with the determination to succeed or succeed.

However, seeing those pair of deep and vast black eyes like the stars of the universe again, for some reason, he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

Will he help himself?

Yes, he hesitated, he was afraid!

However, the whole family lost their lives because of him, if he couldn't bring the person who bullied them to justice, how would he be willing, how willing.

Thinking of this, his eyes instantly became firm and determined.

"If I'm not mistaken, you already knew my identity, and you waited there on purpose that day, right?"

Lin Feng said lightly, with a calm expression and clear eyes, as if he had already seen everything.

In fact, this was all Lin Feng's speculation based on the details, but these words made Fang Yang admire him even more.

"Yes, I know, I have worked so hard to come here just to find you!"

"I beg you to save my sister, save her...!"

As soon as the beggar opened his mouth, his face was full of tears, which was enough to show how much he had been wronged.

"I'm very interested in hearing your story, but it seems that your mental state is not very good, why don't you take a good bath, have a meal, and take a rest first, and we will discuss it in detail."

Lin Feng smiled slightly, and spoke gently, like a friend he hadn't seen for many years, speaking with concern, without the slightest bit of boredom or disgust on his face.

Fang Yang was taken aback, and wanted to say no, he was concerned about his sister's safety, and after finally finding Master Tianyan, he naturally hoped to clarify his affairs as soon as possible.

However, looking at the other party's clean smile without the slightest impurity, he was very touched. How long has it been since his family members died, how long has he not felt this kind of sincere concern.

"Okay, thank you, master!" He finally agreed, after all, he was too embarrassing to look like this.

Seeing that he agreed, Lin Feng nodded lightly, and Taoist Baiyun directly led him down.

About an hour and a half later, Daoist Baiyun brought people back to Lin Feng again.

In the wheelchair, a thin man was wearing a plaid striped fleece thermal underwear. His facial features were ordinary and his appearance was not outstanding.

But his eyes are very agile and full of connotations, as if they can hold thousands of worlds inside.

And those hands, although the complexion is not very good, but the fingers are slender and very slender.

At this moment, he sat there quietly, his eyes calm, not as crazy and decisive as before.

A ray of sunlight hit his body, and under the faint light, he looked full of artistic atmosphere.

"Tell me, why are you looking for me?" Lin Feng said, breaking the silence between the two of them.

"Master, do you know the Wu family in Kyoto?" Fang Yang asked tentatively, with obvious hope in his eyes.

"I know, one of the four major families in Kyoto, don't worry, as long as you are right, I will try my best to help you!"

Lin Feng spoke confidently, and a calming force came from him.

Hearing this, Fang Yang's eyes moved slightly, and he began his narration: "My name is Fang Yang."

After he told it, Lin Feng knew all his stories.

Fang Yang, one of many ordinary families in Kyoto, has loved painting since he was a child, and has a perfect and happy family, his parents, sister and him.

Both parents are ordinary migrant workers. Although life is poor, they are very warm.

But all this changed in his year. Learning to paint is very expensive.

But his parents didn't complain at all, they tried their best to help him, even his elder sister stopped studying after finishing junior high school, and started working early in order to support his dream.

There are many people who learn painting, but there are not many people who really want to get ahead.

Although he likes painting, he also knows this fact. Therefore, although he is eager to produce works, he also knows that this is an extremely difficult road.

However, life is such a coincidence that it just so happens that a painting he contributed to "Golden Autumn Painting Art" became famous and attracted the favor of many well-known painters.

But what is strange is that the owner of this painting turned out to be the work of Wu Qiyang, the youngest son of the Wu family in Kyoto.

He thought that the organizer had made a mistake, so he went to find an explanation, but the organizer said that this painting was Wu Qiyang's transformation.

The young man was full of enthusiasm, so he was willing to give in like this. Just like that, he went to the Wu family alone, but the gate of the Wu family was not accessible to poor people like them.

He waited hard in front of the Wu family's villa for more than half a month, and finally it arrived.

He stepped forward to question him, but he was ruthlessly ridiculed and beaten.

Not reconciled, he stepped forward every day and posted the matter to the media.

But the Wu family was so powerful that they turned the situation around in one night. They also asked people to break his legs, forced his parents to death, and finally wanted to blaspheme his sister.

The elder sister Fang Xiuning was unyielding and died tragically in the end.

Not to mention that, the Wu family also spent a lot of money to buy Lin Feng's ghost-suppressing talisman, which drove his parents away, and his sister's ghost escaped by chance.

Since then, my sister has been blackened, wantonly devouring the ghosts around her, and constantly gaining strength, in order to become the king of ghosts as soon as possible, so that she can kill all the people in the Wu family.

"Master, I don't ask you to avenge me, but you just save my sister, and don't let her lose her soul!"

"In this world, she is the only relative I have left. If she really doesn't exist at all, then what am I doing alive?"

Fang Yang said pleadingly, with tears all over his face.

"Can you let go of such a great hatred?" Lin Feng didn't answer, but asked another fact.

"Of course I can't let go, his Wu family ruined my family, how can I let go?" Fang Yang said with hatred, his clean face was extremely ferocious.

However, he suddenly changed the subject and continued: "I'm still young, and I have plenty of time."

"As long as my sister is still in this world, I will finally be able to take revenge one day!"

When the words fell, his expression was full of determination.