Feng Shui detective

Compared with the original Li Wang, the second Li Wang's skin looks paler.

Under the pale skin of Zhen Li Huang, the blue blood vessels are particularly obvious, like withered vines clinging to the snow-white wall, which can be seen from a long distance from the ground.As for the shadow Li Wang, the exposed skin is white or white.

It was wearing the same white hooded sweater as Li Wang, and the two "people" stood in front of Xiao Shiqin like twins.

Before the dilated pupils had time to shrink, Xiao Shiqin saw the shadow suddenly disappear in front of her.

Or it would be more accurate to say blending into the darkness.It blends with the shadow under the light, sneaks through the night, and appears outside the gate of Xiao Zhai in an instant.

Although she lost her morality, Ling Feng had dealt with ghosts and evil spirits since she was a child. Her instincts were still there, and she noticed something was wrong right away.

A white figure appeared in the dark night, he appeared abruptly, standing directly in front of the vehicle.Under the headlights, it stared closely at the two women in the carriage with its pitch-black eyes without a trace of white.

Ling Feng hugged her ancestral red sandalwood box that was one meter long.

The treasure of the Ling family is the half-righteous and half-evil banner, which seals the evil spirits that the eight generations of the Ling family can't overcome.Those evil spirits were extremely resentful, and they wanted to come out all the time, destroy Ling's family and take revenge.

Aside from the soul-calling banner, those old objects handed down by the Ling family are rare treasures on the market, whether it is the compass with a history of nearly 400 years, the peach wood sword engraved with the seal of the celestial master, or the The 72 pieces of five emperor coins, big and small, are all good things with a price but no market.

Ling Feng couldn't bear the destruction of her family's treasure that she bought with her like this, but he couldn't bear the death of dozens of people in the Xiao family.Thinking that the price of more evil spirits might save one more life, he gritted his teeth and put some treasures that already have evil spirits into red sandalwood boxes, and then endured the yin energy into his body, picked up the soul-calling banner and left.

Long before, when Xiao Shiqin said that she had met "that person" in Tianming City, Ling Feng had prepared for today.

72 big and small five emperor coins can be moved by Taoism and turned into a handful of money, which can punish evil spirits.It can also be compiled into five emperor's money talismans according to the year and month of the emperor's money, which are worn by people to ensure safety.

But Ling Feng's thinking is different from ordinary people. She didn't choose to make five emperor money amulets and hand them over to Xiao Shiqin. Instead, she used red string to weave these emperor money together to make small money swords.

I didn't protect Xiao Shiqin because I was afraid of being discovered by the big ghost, and I made a small money sword because...

When she is in crisis and the protective scale armor protects the lord again, she may be able to use the power of the green dragon to activate the small money sword.

72 pieces of five emperor coins, made into nine palm-sized small money swords, are lying quietly in a red sandalwood box at the moment.

The air became anxious, and Ling Feng's scalp was numb from those inhuman eyes staring at him, and his hands holding the box tightened.Fingers accidentally brushed against the wooden box, and the burning feeling at the fingertips was like a spark that burned directly to the bottom of my heart.

She has captured countless ghosts who wore their dying clothes, either ragged or solemn.But the big ghost in front of him, who had been dead for a hundred years, was dressed like a modern person.

Ling Feng has been guessing that it has obsessions in the world, but now that it is confirmed, she does not have the slightest joy.

There are three kinds of clothes for ghosts. One is the clothes at the time of death, which will become a ghost after death and become a part of its body.One is vestments, new clothes made and burned for them by specially assigned persons.This kind of clothes looks no different from ordinary people's clothes when worn by ghosts, but the robes made of paper are expensive and easy to break, and the most important thing is that there are only a handful of people who can make authentic vestments.

The remaining ones are formed by ghost power, ghost clothes.A means of displaying the power of ghosts. When worn on ghosts, they look no different from ordinary people.

Ghosts wear ghost clothes and walk in the world, and the smoke and fire in the world will wear out their ghost clothes. In order to ensure the integrity of the clothes, the big ghost needs to continuously input ghost energy into the ghost clothes, and use its own ghost power to make needles and threads to mend the ghost clothes. Broken places.

How can ordinary ghosts waste a lot of energy on this clothes? In other words, how big is this ghost, so that it can resist the consumption of the ghost clothes by the sun!

Ling Feng was a little distracted, and in a trance, she saw the huge Qinglong corpse lying on the ground again.Even after death, the dragon head of the green dragon is still high, the dragon's eyes glaring ahead, the two horns pointing to the sky, the sharp dragon horns seem to cut through the bloody sky.

The dark dragon's eyes reflected the blood moon, full of unwillingness and anger.The solid dragon scales were broken, and blood flowed out from the dragon's body, gathering together and staining the whole land red.

There was a strong smell of blood in the air.

The lights in the Dragon Temple that symbolized the life and soul of the Qinglong were extinguished, and bloody rain began to fall from the sky.The low-pitched bells from the far west echoed the drums of the Nantianmen, one after another.

Ling Feng saw herself wearing a Taoist robe, walking past the stele at the border between the heaven and the demons, the blood soaked the soles of her shoes and stained her clothes red.

She also saw the huge Taiji diagram rising from her feet, heard the excited and wild roar of the demons, and saw their ugly faces.

She also saw her own lips opening and closing, and heard her own cold and indifferent voice.

"Whoever killed her deserves to die"

"Ling Feng?"

Lang Qing, who was sitting in the driver's cab, waited for Ling Feng's movements when Li Wang appeared.But the person next to him didn't make any other moves other than hugging his baby tightly at the beginning.The air was suddenly very quiet, Lang Qing stayed where she was, not knowing whether to go out or wait for Ling Feng to make a sound.

At this moment, Lang Qing heard what Ling Feng said again.

"Whoever killed her deserves to die"

Unlike before, "you" has become "she".

With the enemy in front of him, Ling Feng actually lost his mind at such a time and said some strange things.Lang Qing didn't know what to do, but accidentally met her eyes.

Gloomy, bloodthirsty, indifferent... It was very much like when two years ago on the back mountain of Shanluan Town, he forcibly opened a ghost road to summon thousands of ghosts to the clan and killed 28 villagers.

Those eyes made Lang Qing strange and familiar, making her forget her words for a while, and just stared blankly at Ling Feng.

The shadow of Li Wang is like a sculpture, standing in the dark night, looking at the two young women in the car, neither happy nor sad.

Hearing Lang Qing's voice, Ling Feng slowly regained consciousness, the blood in her eyes gradually faded, and gradually returned to its original appearance.

If what she saw was the future, it was also her future with Qinglong.Now that Lang Qing's green dragon body has not yet recovered, the relationship between her and Lang Qing has not yet ended so quickly.

"Let's go." Ling Feng turned her head and smiled at Lang Qing. Under the warm light, her warm smile seemed to illuminate the ink-like night outside the window.

Ling Feng knew that Li Huang's state of mind at this time was like a cat catching a mouse.The cautiousness and waiting before catching the mouse disappeared after the mouse came out of the hole. It was like a cat that was full and treated the two of them as an after-dinner pastime.

With Xiao Zhai as the center, the five kilometers in radius were shrouded in Yin Qi, which was so strong that it not only blocked the moonlight, but also blocked the light of the car lights, reducing the light to within one meter in front of the car.

Ling Feng looked ahead. It was the big ghost that she and Lang Qing had been looking for for three years. At this time, it was standing at the intersection of light and darkness, half of its body seemed to be integrated into the darkness.

The scene looked a little weird, Ling Feng looked around and found that the sporadic lights of Xiao's house had been swallowed up by darkness, she seemed to be in a world composed of darkness, all the light came from this car light.

The area illuminated by the headlights is slowly shrinking, and the light is replaced by darkness. The ability of the previous life has shown signs of recovery under this situation. While there is a warm feeling in the chest, it also emits wisps of breath that are difficult for others to detect .

That is the aura belonging to the dragon.

The faint but familiar breath called out one after another, making Lang Qing's face change.

With a guilty conscience, Ling Feng got out of the car with the sandalwood box on his back, leaving Lang Qing alone in the car, distracted in the car, and there was still a little dragon's breath in the empty car.

Whether it is Jiaolong or Qinglong, they are one body, the original conjecture has been confirmed, and Lingfeng's flustered movements have also proved it from the side. It is clearly visible who is the little emperor who stole her Jiaolong legacy.

The person she has been looking for for so many years is by her side, and Lang Qing has various feelings in her heart.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to be angry or laugh.

Lang Qing raised her head, and in the rearview mirror, she saw the soul-calling flag lying quietly on the back seat.

This "ghost hunting" activity, which has lasted for many years, has not been seen until today. From the perspective of Taoist inheritors, this is a good opportunity to eliminate evil in name and accumulate good virtue.

But in terms of the strength of both parties, Ling Feng, who lost his way, might be slapped to death by that ghost.

Thinking that he couldn't beat this ghost, Ling Feng's teeth itch with anger.In any case, it is a big ghost with only a few hundred years of ghost age, and in terms of strength, it is no worse than the big ghost kings sealed in the soul calling banner.But he was very cowardly, he didn't come to fight with it at first, and he insisted on waiting until he lost his ability to come out.

If she was an ordinary Taoist descendant, she would lose this battle without fighting her.

But she is not.

In case of danger, the dragon's inner armor automatically awakens to protect the lord, and the warmth spreads from the chest cavity and flows into the limbs.The lost Daoxing returned in another way, Ling Feng raised his head, squinted his eyes to enjoy the familiar power.

No talisman, no ink, no pen, but it doesn't matter.Ling Feng took a step forward, and a Tai Chi diagram appeared under her feet, with Yin and Yang Pisces circulating, forcibly tearing open the darkness.

The moonlight poured out again, and the bright moonlight filled the world. Under the moonlight, Ling Feng's shadow was stretched by La Dixin. She looked up at the young man in front of her, at his expressionless face.

Moving his gaze down, Ling Feng's eyes landed on the man's back.

There is nothing on the clean ground.

"You have no shadow, not him"