All Heavens Beginning Longevity Medicine

Ling Dong was not surprised and said: "Meihui, this world is far from being as simple and peaceful as we usually see. You have to understand that whether it is money, rights, or other powers, as long as a person has power and does not have When restrained, it will produce terrible destructive power. Even an old man who has no power to restrain a chicken will become a murderous demon once he has power."

"Power can make people lost, change, and terrifying, but there is no right or wrong in itself, and the one who really changes is only the person who controls the power." Ling Dong's meaningful words made Jiang Chuan Meihui's face pale for a while. Changed, and my heart became more and more uneasy.

After breakfast the next day, Ling Dong and Jiang Chuan Meihui came to the first floor, and saw a lot of people gathered here, noisy, even the police, apparently the girl who was killed at the gate of the building yesterday was found .

"Hey, Mr. Ling, good morning!" Seeing Ling Dong, Wang Zhenzhen's mother, who is also the landlord of this building, Jiajia, hurriedly greeted Ling Dong politely.

"Sister Jia, good morning!" Ling Dong nodded and smiled politely, and just as he finished speaking, he saw a young man with slightly long hair walking over: "A new tenant? Hello, Miss, my name is Jin Zheng In the middle, others call me Xuanwu Boy. From now on, we will be neighbors, how should we call them?"

As he spoke, Kim Jong-joong, who looked at Jiangchuan Meihui with shining eyes, stretched out his hand to her enthusiastically.

"Uh, hello, just call me Meihui," Jiang Chuan Meihui, who was a little bit overwhelmed by his enthusiasm, also said with a slight bow.

As he said that, Jiang Chuan Meihui couldn't help but asked Ling Dong who was beside him in doubt: "Grandpa, what is Xuanwu boy?"

"Grandpa?" Hearing Jiang Chuan Meihui's address to Ling Dong, Kim Jong-joong, his mother, Sister Jin, and Wang Zhenzhen's mother, Sister Jia, all looked at Ling Dong in surprise.

Jiang Chuan Meihui, who knew she had made a slip of the tongue, hurriedly explained with a smile: "Oh, that's right, my grandfather is of a higher seniority! It's just a seniority!"

Looking at the people who were even more puzzled by the words, Ling Dong felt helpless, so he could only change the subject with a light cough: "Xuanwu means tortoise, and Xuanwu boy is the son of a tortoise."

"Hey, why are you scolding my son?" Kim Jong-jung's mother, Sister Jin, stared angrily when she heard Ling Dong's words.

Jiang Chuan Meihui was taken aback when she heard the words, and then she covered her mouth and smiled and said, "Grandpa, you are joking again. Although I don't know what Xuanwu Boy is, Guizi doesn't seem to be a good word."

"Ah!" Seeing Jiang Chuan Meihui covering her mouth and laughing, Jin Zhengzhong reacted a little dazedly, and hurriedly grabbed his mother, Sister Jin: "Don't, I think Mr. Ling is just playing a joke on me."

"Boy, let me remind you, play tricks, be careful to really attract ghosts, and it will be too late to regret it," Ling Dong who smiled dumbly, said to Jin Zhengzhong, then greeted Jiang Chuan Meihui and left.

At this moment, Kuang Tianyou, who was wearing a leather jacket and wearing glasses, happened to walk in from the outside, and seeing Ling Dong, his expression changed slightly.

But Ling Dong just showed him a meaningful smile with the corners of his mouth slightly turned up, then passed him and walked outside.

Jiang Chuan Meihui, who saw the same slight change in Kuang Tianyou's face, also hurriedly followed Ling Dong, seeming to be very frightened, Kuang Tianyou frowned slightly, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Grandpa, why does he live here too? What's so special about this Jiajia Building? Why are all the zombies coming here?" Jiang Chuan Meihui, who had followed Ling Dong, couldn't help but whispered.

Looking back at Kuang Tianyou who was slightly stiff, Ling Dong said casually, "Maybe it's just a coincidence! Moreover, just like people, there are good and bad zombies."

Chapter 128 Little Aunt Grandma

Two days later, another murder occurred in the Jiajia Building.But this time, it was Pipi, a nightclub dancer rented in Jiajia Building, who died, and was directly strangled to death by the old lady Ping Ma in the rented room.

At night, Ling Dong, who was sitting on the sofa in the living room in his pajamas and flipping through a Buddhist scripture, suddenly looked at Jiang Chuan Meihui's bedroom

Ah, almost at the same time, amidst the exclamation, Jiang Chuan Meihui, who was wearing a bathrobe, hastily ran out of the bedroom, ran directly to Ling Dong's side, grabbed his arm, closed her eyes and exclaimed in surprise, "Grandpa Ghost, what is there?" Ghost, there is a ghost!"

Ling Dong, whose expression was always calm and calm, just turned his head and glanced at the illusory girl who floated out of the bedroom, wearing a red coat and pretending to be fierce. Her deep and calm gaze carried a majestic aura that shocked the soul. The female ghost Xiaoqian disappeared instantly after her expression changed.

"Okay, it's okay! It's just a mischievous ghost who came here to scare you on purpose," Ling patted her fragrant shoulder lightly as Jiang Chuan Meihui was trembling with fright and dared not open her eyes. Dong couldn't help laughing: "With Grandpa here, these brats have nothing to fear."

"Grandpa, you scared me to death! Has she left?" Jiang Chuan Meihui raised her head a little bit aggrieved, and couldn't help looking at the bedroom nervously while speaking.

"It's already gone, she shouldn't dare to come again," Ling Dong comforted.

Jiang Chuan Meihui couldn't help but said, "Grandpa, she seems to be the girl who was strangled to death by the mother of the tailor A Ping downstairs that night! Does she know that we saw her?" The matter of being strangled to death, it's because we didn't save her, that's why you came to settle accounts with us?"

"What's none of our business?" Ling Dong laughed dumbfounded: "Meihui, you think too much! Even if you want to settle accounts, you shouldn't come to us, but Ping Ma, who killed her!"

"That's true!" Jiang Chuan Meihui, who nodded subconsciously, couldn't help but said: "Grandpa, why don't we move out! Don't live here, I think many tenants downstairs seem to want It looks too unsafe here.”

"Are you scared?" Ling Dong asked with a faint smile, "Actually, in this world, how can people be scarier than ghosts? At the very least, as long as people don't take the initiative to provoke ghosts, generally speaking, ghosts are also scarier." I won't shoot casually to hurt people. Just like the girl just now, she just scared you and was just joking with you. Okay, it's getting late, go to bed quickly! You have a lot of things to do when you arrive at the company tomorrow !"

"But I'm scared! Grandpa, I can't sleep!" Jiang Chuan Meihui said repeatedly.

Feeling helpless, Ling Dong even handed the Buddhist scripture in his hand to Jiang Chuan Meihui: "Here, this is a Buddhist scripture blessed by Buddhism. If you really can't sleep, take it and read it. When you sleep , Put it on the bedside, those ghosts and dirty things will not dare to approach."

"Really?" Jiang Chuan Meihui, whose eyes lit up when she heard the words, couldn't help frowning after receiving the Buddhist scripture: "Grandpa, does it really work?"

"You'll know if you try it." Ling Dong smiled noncommittally, and after Jiang Chuan Meihui returned to the room with the Buddhist scriptures in doubt, she frowned slightly and stepped on the ground, and the invisible mana power was on the ground. A complex talisman quickly formed.

Humming with the flash of the talisman, a black air rose, and then turned into a cold girl covered in a black robe at the side. She looked thirteen or forty years old, and she had grown up a little. Like small steamed buns.

"Why? Tomorrow is San Po Sun, and the underworld is busy recently! Why did you come to me all of a sudden?" Little Mantou frowned and looked at Ling Dong and asked.

"Little girl, it's alright! Now she's really looking more and more like a ghost messenger," Ling Dong said with a smile, seeing the way Little Mantou's brows suddenly stood up, he couldn't help laughing and said: " Well, no kidding! It's because tomorrow is the third day, there will be many wandering ghosts wandering in the world. So, I hope you can come and help me take care of someone temporarily."

Hearing this, he glanced at the little steamed bun in Jiangchuan Meihui's bedroom and couldn't help feeling a little depressed: "Let me be a nanny to take care of your children? Do you think I'm free? Didn't you give her a Buddhist scripture? The Buddhist scriptures on it The power is so strong, even evil spirits dare not approach it easily, what is there to worry about? I have nothing to worry about, so I will leave first! Sister Dana still has tasks for me!"

"Hey..." Ling Dong wanted to say something more, seeing that Xiao Mantou had disappeared and left as soon as he finished speaking, he couldn't help shaking his head helplessly and said: "This stinky girl! She's really getting bigger and bigger!"

"Grandpa, who are you talking to?" Jiang Chuan Meihui's puzzled and curious voice suddenly came from the room, and Ling Dong said angrily, "Little aunt!"

"Oh..." Jiang Chuan Meihui, who responded weakly, didn't dare to ask any more questions.

Two people died one after another in the residents of Jiajia Building. Everyone was panicked, and was so frightened by the female ghost Xiaoqian. Immediately, everyone began to support Jin Zhengzhong, the Xuanwu boy, who came to the town house for the practice of opening an altar. Wang Zhenzhen's mother Jia The elder sister even said that if everyone does not have enough money for the practice, she will cover the rest.

On the other hand, Kuang Tianyou, who suspected that Ping Ma was dead, also went to Ma Xiaoling for help under the introduction of Uncle He Yingqiu who opened the game hall.

Kuang Tianyou and Ma Xiaoling used the pretext of accompanying Wang Zhenzhen to look at the clothes to test Pingma, and then found corpse gas on the bodies of Xiaoqian and Pipi, and confirmed that Pingma had become a living corpse, so they rushed back to Jiajia Building

When Ling Dong and Jiang Chuan Meihui came back by car at night, they happened to see Jin Zhengzhong doing the opening of the altar. As a result, the wind was gusty and attracted many ghosts and ghosts. The cars were all started by ghosts

"Grandpa, am I right? The paper-made car can move, what's going on?" Jiang Chuan Meihui couldn't help exclaiming when she saw the paper-made car start to move as if being blown by the wind.

Seeing the paper-made car crashing over, a cold light flashed in Ling Dong's eyes with a low snort, and the paper-made car was shattered into pieces.

"Stay in the car and don't move!" Ling Dong pushed the car door and got out of the car, his eyes swept away, and an invisible aura permeated his body, and all the unjust ghosts disappeared in a hurry as if they were trembling all over. went.

Ma Xiaoling, who was about to deal with those ghosts, couldn't help being surprised when she saw Ling Dong get off the car: "It's you?"

"Let's hurry up and save your friend first!" Ling Dong said calmly, and looked upstairs.

Ma Xiaoling, who reacted after hearing the words, hurriedly picked up a box like a cosmetic box containing various ghost-hunting tools and hurried towards the building

"Grandpa, what was that just now?" Jiang Chuan Meihui, who got out of the car afterward, couldn't help running to Ling Dong's side and asked nervously.

"It's just some lonely ghosts, they were attracted by his method of opening the altar." Looking at the startled Jin Zhengzhong and the others, Ling Dong couldn't help saying, "How about it, boy Xuanwu, do you believe my words now?"

Seeing Jin Zhengzhong's embarrassed and speechless expression, Ling Dong, who shook his head slightly, walked directly into the building with Jiang Chuan Meihui.

When Ling Dong and Jiang Chuan Meihui came to the roof of the building, Ma Xiaoling had already used the blood of a black dog to quickly corrupt Ping Ma's body, forcing out her ghost, and just as she was about to sacrifice the talisman that folded into a lucky star... When Ping Ma's ghost collected it, a sudden crisp voice sounded: "Wait a minute, let me do it!"

"Little aunt?" Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but her beautiful eyes lit up when she saw the sudden appearance of the little steamed bun covered in a black robe.

"Little aunt?" Hearing Xiao Mantou's somewhat familiar voice, Jiang Chuan Meihui beside Ling Dong couldn't help but subconsciously say.

Chapter 129 Hungry Shura