Longmai, he ran away with someone

In the air, a door inlaid with countless skulls appeared like this, and slowly opened.

The door opened very slowly, and a bone-piercing wind blew out from the gap.

Everyone felt that they seemed to be hallucinating.

It was bitingly cold, and there were all kinds of ghosts and wolves howling in my ears.In an instant, I felt the grief of bereavement, the pain of broken bones, the anger of being murdered, and all kinds of negative emotions flooded over.

"Take it easy."

Song Tianfeng's voice was very soft, but that negative emotion came to an abrupt end as if someone had pressed the pause button.

There was still panic and fear in Yuan Zhengqi's eyes, and he kept panting.Just now he had a feeling of why he wanted to live in this world, wishing he could die now?

"What the hell is going on here? What is that door?"

Song Tianfeng simply explained: "The gate of ghosts is a passage between the world of humans and ghosts. However, every time the gate of ghosts opens, there will be ghosts trying to return to the world. They have many wishes that have not been fulfilled, and they carry strong resentment. Lost mind."

Yuan Zheng swallowed angrily: "No wonder."

Song Tianfeng looked around in front of everyone, and their reactions were similar.Jiang Huiwen, who was in even worse health, had passed out directly, and Zhao Wencai was also covered in cold sweat.

I knew this young master was capable, but I never thought it would be so powerful!The gates of ghosts can be opened casually?

Witch Wang's eyes were quite calm.

but……

"You don't feel anything?" Song Tianfeng looked at Song Cheng shaking his head, and couldn't help pinching his chin.

"I met you again, sir. The last time we met was a thousand years ago." It was a very hoarse voice, but it revealed a very respectful voice.

Song Tianfeng's thoughts were interrupted, and he looked at the man in black in front of him.The huge black cloak almost enveloped her whole body, and all she could see was a pair of eyes.

"long time no see."

This person is black and impermanent.

Song Tianfeng pointed to the male ghost who had been resisting the attraction after the gate of hell opened wide: "I asked you to come out this time to let you take this away. And I want to ask... my master how's it going?"

Hei Wuchang was stunned for a moment: "Mr. Master's whereabouts is a secret, we are inconvenient to disclose."

Song Tianfeng also thought about the question and couldn't get the result, and he was a little disappointed with the naked eye.He waved his hand and said, "Take the ghost away."

Hei Wuchang walked over, but didn't see how to move, and threw out the black iron chain with both hands, and there were some complicated patterns on it.

"Zhang Erniu, a native of Pei County, aged 35. He committed countless crimes during his lifetime, including stealing, stalking, robbery, murder, etc., and he was not allowed to reincarnate immediately after death. He was sentenced to go to the Hell of Oil Pot and sentenced to 256 years in prison."

Zhang Erniu wanted to defend himself, but his mouth was blocked.

Hei Wuchang respectfully bowed to Song Tianfeng: "Sir, then I will go first."

Song Tianfeng nodded slightly.

Trembling in the dark, Luo Feng kept saying "I can't see me, I can't see me" silently in his heart, he didn't want to be taken away.

The ghost gate is absolutely attractive to ghosts. Once opened, all the lonely and wild ghosts with a radius of hundreds of miles will be attracted to varying degrees.Luo Feng can still stand here, it's just that Hei Wuchang restrained himself after Song Tianfeng opened his mouth.

"Okay, what to hide, I've already left." Song Tianfeng's voice was slightly mocking, and Luo Feng poked his head out cautiously.

The ghost gate has disappeared, as if it never appeared.

Zhao Wencai hugged his wife and looked at his old mother with exhaustion on his face: "Master, is my wife alright?"

"She's fine, just take good care of her. As for your mother, because of this incident, she lost 20 years of life. You should know that she deserves it."

Zhao Wencai's tone was a bit bitter: "Of course, I won't blame the master for this matter. This time the master helped me in this way, I should thank you no matter what."

"When I take care of my mother and wife, I will give 100 million."

Yuan Zhengqi's eyes almost popped out, God, 100 million?He had never heard of so much money!In this way, there is no pressure at all to support a grandpa who is extremely edible and a stupid man who is extremely edible!

Then he heard his grandfather say.

"I don't need such a thing, I need you to do one thing for me."

"Grandfather! We are very poor now! Do you know how much you can eat and do with a million yuan! How can you just push it away like this!!!" Yuan Zhengqi was about to cry.

Once 100 million was placed in front of him, but he had no time to cherish it, and then the 100 million was pushed away by his grandfather.

Song Tianfeng didn't care about it: "I value Zhao Wencai, and I didn't go there for money. His status is neither high nor low, and he has a wide network of contacts. He is the most suitable person to spread the reputation of Shangqingguan."

He looked at the sky: "It's a matter of time before Shangqing sees and accumulates wealth, there's no rush. It's most urgent to ask him to find someone for me."

Mentioning this, Yuan Zhengqi couldn't understand: "What kind of person are you looking for who can radiate golden light all over? Is it the God of Wealth?"

Song Tianfeng glanced at him, but said nothing.

Returning to Shangqingguan, Yuan Zhengqi let out a sharp breath.

"I feel very depressed in that village."

Song Tianfeng led Song Cheng into the inner room, leaving Yuan Zhengqi in the yard, and Luo Feng who followed secretly.

Luo Feng sensitively found that after he came to this dilapidated temple, his soul became more solid.I wanted to go in with him a little bit, but I flinched again.

"The man next to the master is not ordinary, he doesn't look easy to mess with, I'd better stay outside."

Let's talk about how Zhao Wencai handled it?

After Zhao's mother woke up, he said all his thoughts.

"Mom, the fact that I am your son will not change. I will support you until the end of my life. What happened this time is that you did something wrong. The master said that you lost 20 years of your life expectancy."

Wang Chunlian is already 54 this year, and 20 years is equivalent to a person of 74. How many years can she live?

Her lips kept trembling and she couldn't make a sound.

"There are other things in my company, and you and Huiwen are in this relationship again. I can't bring you there to live together. So, tonight, I will send you to a nearby nursing home. I will hire the most professional nurses Come to take care of you, and come to see you during the holidays."

Wang Chunlian couldn't believe it: "Wencai, I'm the mother who raised you to such an age, just for this woman, do you want to treat my mother like this?"

Zhao Wencai said in a deep voice: "Mom, Huiwen is my wife and the mother of my child. Don't say such things in the future."

That night, Wang Chunlian was sent to the orphanage.

He took Jiang Huiwen back to their home and looked at the child, who had fallen asleep under the care of the nanny.Gently dropped a soft kiss, Jiang Huiwen walked to the living room.

Zhao Wencai was sitting under the light, Jiang Huiwen walked over silently, and hugged Zhao Wencai from behind: "What are you thinking?"

"I was just wondering, have you been wronged a lot these years without my knowing?" Like most men, Zhao Wencai believed in the two women in the family wholeheartedly.

In the peace they had deliberately maintained, he found nothing.

Jiang Huiwen laughed: "What else do you think your mother did to me?" She put her face on the back of the man she loved.

"Do you think your mother dared to do something to me? Except for the cold reception from time to time, I have never encountered anything terrible."

"I also know that she has some child fetishes, but I never thought that she would do such a thing."

"Fortunately, you are lucky to have met such a master. Otherwise, I don't know if I can still hug you like this now."

Only when Zhao Wencai thought of this matter did he feel better about his heavy heart.

"When you recover a bit, get in touch with the wives you used to communicate with, and then reveal some things about Shangqingguan."

"However, the master's description is really strange. What kind of person exudes golden light?" Jiang Huiwen also heard Zhao Wencai talk about what happened afterwards, but he couldn't think of what kind of person it was.

Zhao Wencai also had some monk Zhang Er puzzled: "Anyway, this is what the master asked us to do, so just do it. The master wants to attract more guests to the Shangqing Temple, so we should publicize the greatness of the master. "

Jiang Huiwen nodded, and suddenly said: "You said, the master is so powerful, and he lives in the temple, can he draw talismans?"

"Can I ask for two peace talismans?"

Zhao Wencai was also a little uncertain: "Should it be possible?"

Recently, the name "Shangqing Guan" suddenly appeared in the upper class circle.

The richer you are, the more you believe in this kind of metaphysics.They often also invite some Fengshui masters to come to their homes to have a look at Fengshui, or to set up a formation in the company or something.

Whether it is useful or not, it is good to give yourself a little comfort.

The name Shangqingguan appeared suddenly, and it came from the publicity of Zhao Wencai, who started from scratch in the past few years.He told everyone that there was a great master in Shangqing Temple, who was very powerful.

Some people don't say a word about it, and some people think about it.

"Brother Bai, why did you come to me all of a sudden?" Zhao Wencai felt strange when he received a call from the front desk, saying that Bai Shuwen, the boss of the same real estate company, came to him.

Bai Shuwen rubbed his temples, he seemed a little hesitant: "I have encountered some things recently, and I want to find a master to show me. Now it is said in the circle that you are especially after a master named Shangqingguan , I just wanted to ask."

"This man, does he have any real skills?"

Zhao Wencai is now an absolute supporter of Song Tianfeng: "Of course he has the ability!"

"What is he good at?" The things I encountered were really mysterious, and I had to find the right master.

Zhao Wencai recalled it for a while, and there was some hesitation: "Then what, you can do fortune-telling, fortune-telling, feng shui, and catching ghosts?"

"...Then you, master, have a lot of business."

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