The handsome man in the entertainment industry

Looking at his body, he jumped up, rushed out of the corner, and took the initiative to run towards the cloud of black mist that he avoided just now.

After taking the initiative to break into the range of the Tianyuan technique, the covering effect of the formation almost completely disappeared.

The Yin Qi with its long comet tail also immediately found Ruan Mudeng—to be precise, it was Zhang Bilin's amulet worn by Ruan Mudeng—in its view, it was Zhang Bilin and Zhang Bilin. Another mass of yang energy from a living person finally appeared and ran towards him. Of course, it was not polite, and the yin energy swelled up, like a bat spreading its wings, and rushed towards the prey that had thrown itself into the net. .

Ruan Mudeng never knew that his speed could be so fast.

All the muscles, bones and muscles of his body seemed to have exerted their potential beyond the limits of the human body at this moment. The moment the shadow flashed by, his left hand had formed a handprint in mid-air, and at the same time he turned around and slapped, unexpectedly hitting the disembodied body. resentment.

This is the "seal" in the "seal" of the traditional magic formula of Taoism.

Just like "talismans" are usually written on paper, silk and other real media, but there are also advanced Taoists who can draw talismans out of thin air through the circulation of breath, and "seals" can also be divided into real seals and virtual seals.

The so-called "real seal" is the actual seal engraved on stone, wood, jade, gold and other objects, which has the effect of "township" and is often used as a town house to ward off evil spirits; while "virtual seal" is like the one used by Ruan Mudeng. It is formed by combining seals and gathering Qi, and can be used as a means of direct attack.

The black air that was hit by "Yin" was like a tennis ball that was hit hard. It flew upside down in mid-air, and then hit the wall, directly smashing a fist-sized deep hole on the wall. Bounced out and fell hard to the ground.

Although Ruan Mudeng couldn't control his body, he could feel the changes in his body.

After just one blow, he felt as if he had run two marathons in one breath. His bones and muscles were so sore. When he stepped on the floor tiles, it was like stepping on cotton, and he could hardly feel the point of force.

Then, he "saw" that he raised his right hand, turned the dagger outwards, and the blood-stained blade pierced straight into the Yin Qi that fell to the ground. It pierced through the black shadow and nailed it in half.

Black Shadow struggled violently.

The maroon rust quickly climbed up the finely polished blade at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the evil spirit on the killing blade also mercilessly twisted into the Yin Qi, tearing it into strands of debris—— When the blade was completely corroded, the black shadow was also completely dissolved by the evil spirit, leaving only a vague gray shadow, covering the rusty dagger like a mist.

In the next second, Ruan Mudeng felt as if something was pulled out of his mind, and then his vision went dark, his legs went limp, and before he had time to react, he fell straight on the ground and completely lost consciousness.

Chapter 74, Eight, Ghost Letters 17

Ruan Mudeng was in a coma for a day and two nights, and when he woke up again, it was already noon two days later.

When he woke up, he found that he was sleeping in a spacious and tidy single ward. Judging from the traditional Chinese characters on the labels pasted beside the bed, he should still be in Hong Kong City.

"Well……"

Ruan Mudeng reached out to reach for the calling bell on the bedside, but when he moved, his muscles ached, as if he had been run over by a herd of wild bulls. Even moving his fingers felt uncomfortable, and he couldn't help making a sound. croon.

After ringing the call bell, someone soon pushed the door and came in, but it was not a doctor or a nurse, but a son-in-law.He was holding three lunch boxes in his left hand, and a bunch of fried squid tendrils in his right hand. With sauce on his lips, he was eating happily.

"Ah, I guess you're about to wake up."

He chewed his mouth a few times, and stretched out the lunch box he was carrying, "Here, fried rice with pineapple beef tenderloin, steamed fish belly with black bean sauce, and fried garlic sprouts are all made by Director Hong. Here it is, eat it while it’s hot.”

"How long have I slept?"

Ruan Mudeng leaned on the bed rail with both arms, and finally sat up, his movements were slow and difficult, as if a weak patient who was unable to walk.

"It's been a whole day and a half."

Zizi replied, "You have never practiced spells such as descending the gods before, and you have invited gods of the level of the Four Saints of the North Pole. Naturally, both physically and mentally, they have exceeded the limit of the load. If it weren't for your good martial arts foundation Strong and strong, it is not surprising to get a fracture and lie on the bed for a month."

As a son of a hedgehog, and his family is attached to the Bai family, relying on possession, possession, and horse as a means of entering the world, he is naturally very proficient in this way, so it is particularly convincing to teach people.

"That guy Xiao Xiao is messy enough, and he's not afraid of taking off his apprentice for fun! Fortunately, he called me at that time, and I worked hard to climb up from the ground floor to carry you Go down, or else you have to worry about how to deal with the interrogation by the police!"

Ruan Mudeng thought for a while, and immediately asked the question he was most concerned about: "How are the others doing now?"

"The two uncles and nephews of the Cheng family have both died, and their deaths were tragic. Now they have become the protagonists of the supernatural topic that is hotly discussed in the whole city."

Zizi shook his head helplessly.

"Director Hong is not injured, but although he was adopted by another family since he was a child, his only biological brother died. He is probably very sad. After crying twice in the past few days, his spirit has not been very good."

"Then... what about Miss Zhang?"

Thinking of the woman who was pregnant with the baby, Ruan Mudeng hurriedly asked.

"She's fine, she was sent to the hospital immediately, and the baby in her stomach was also saved."

Zizi replied with a smile.

"However, she was terribly scared this time, and it would have been a sensation for a big star to get pregnant before she was married, and the identity of the child's father was exposed by someone, and now she was stalked by the paparazzi. She is pregnant with the only child of the Cheng family. In order to allow her to heal her injuries and raise her baby at ease, they have already hidden her in a private hospital they are familiar with yesterday. She probably won't be back in the public eye until the child is born, of course. Yes, she also resigned from the film."

Ruan Mudeng lowered his eyes, with regret and helplessness on his expression.

"You have tried your best, and it is already very good to be able to do this."

Seeming to see Ruan Mudeng's gloomy mood, Zizi stretched out his hand to pat him on the shoulder, and comforted him.

"By the way, where is my dagger?"

Ruan Mudeng suddenly thought of a very serious question.

Regardless of the fact that it was something Xiao Xiao gave him, it was very important to him, and more importantly, it was a sharp blow. If it fell into the hotel where two murders happened just now, it would be considered the cause of death of the Cheng family's uncle and nephew. It had nothing to do with the knife wound, but it was not an ordinary thing. If it drew the attention of the Hong Kong police, it would be really embarrassing.

"Oh, that thing, I brought it back for you too."

The son raised his chin towards Ruan Mudeng with a snarky expression of "how can a smart person like me make such a low-level mistake", and then pulled out a cardboard box from the bedside table, "However, this I'm afraid the dagger cannot be repaired well, so it won't be usable in the future."

With that said, he opened the lid of the box to reveal the contents inside.

It was originally a beautiful dagger, but at this time the blade has been broken into two pieces, the cut is covered with rust, and the tip of the knife is directly corroded to form a crescent-shaped gap. There was no trace of the evil spirit left, only a thin, hazy gray mist, it should be the evil spirit that had not dissipated--obviously the dagger had been destroyed, and it was still destroyed. Thoroughly.

Ruan Mudeng suddenly felt distressed, took out the incomplete dagger from the box, looked at it over and over again, and finally had to confirm that after the money he received during the Chinese New Year, he ruined another dagger given to him by his master precious gift.

"Okay, okay, even though your reimbursement is worth tens of thousands of antiques, and maybe it's a white job, and you don't even know who to ask for the commission fee."

Zizi smiled and patted the young man who had completely written his sadness and loneliness on his face.

"But when have you ever seen Xiao Xiao do something to suffer? Don't worry, he has already taken over the Cheng family's mess, and he should be here in two days."

Ruan Mudeng immediately opened his eyes wide, ignoring the severe back pain, and sat up straight from the bed like a conditioned reflex, "What! You said Xiao Xiao is coming!?"

"Yeah, the matter on his side is almost done, and he should be able to arrive in Hong Kong City in two or three days."

Xie Zi smiled even more happily, and his round eyes narrowed into two crescents, "So, you still have some time, Director Hong has also moved your scene back, take this opportunity to seize the time and have a good rest !"

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At about the same time as Ruan Mudeng woke up, in a small villa by the seaside of the port city, there was an old man, desperately holding his last breath, unwilling to kick his legs and close his eyes safely no matter what.

The room was furnished with gloomy furniture, and thick velvet curtains were drawn. Although the sun was shining at noon outside, the interior was very dark, and there was a damp, musty smell that hadn't been circulated for a long time.

The old man lying on the bed looked very old and very thin. There was no fat in his body, and his muscles had shrunk a long time ago. There was only a wrinkled skin bag barely covering the bones, and the skin was covered with dry skin. Wrinkled and chapped, with large and small ulcers and brown spots on the exposed hands, feet, neck and front of the chest--this model