Skilled in managing a house

Gill Manor.

Early this morning, Miss Allen had breakfast with Zhang Yu and others before saying goodbye and leaving.

Before leaving, she told Zhang Yu that at ten o'clock tomorrow morning, there would be the opening ceremony of the Eastern and Western Astrology and Feng Shui Exchange Conference, so he must attend on time.

Needless to say, it is quite formal for the English royal family to do this kind of thing. A contest of astrology and feng shui can also lead to the opening ceremony.

After seeing Miss Allen off, Zhang Yu returned to his room to meditate on his luck, adjust his condition, and plan to attend tomorrow's opening ceremony in the best possible condition.

Zhang Yu didn't know the process of this competition, nor did he know that it was different from the last two exchange meetings he participated in.

"Click!"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yu was meditating with his eyes closed. He suddenly heard the sound of the door opening outside.

Zhang Yu quickly opened his eyes, wondering who dared to come in without knocking.

But then, he heard Zhang Yinling's urgent voice, "Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu. It's not good."

Along with her voice, Zhang Yu saw the little girl rushing in alone, with an anxious face, and went straight to his bed.

Zhang Yu asked in confusion: "What's wrong? What happened?"

"Look at my hand, why is it like this?" The little girl was wearing a Taoist robe. As soon as she reached the bedside, she stretched her right hand directly in front of Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu just didn't look at it. After seeing it, his heart trembled.

It turned out that there was a large piece of rot on the back of Zhang Yinling's hand, which was all bloody and full of pus.

"Your hand!" Zhang Yu grabbed Zhang Yinling's wrist, his eyes wide open, and he couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

"What should I do? My hand suddenly became rotten. Wuwu." The little girl was innocent, sometimes clever and cute, but at this moment, she couldn't help crying.

"Sit down first, don't worry, I will definitely cure you." Zhang Yu hurriedly comforted.

"Cure me quickly, I don't want to be like this," Zhang Yinling cried and sat on the bed.

Zhang Yu turned over Zhang Yinling's hand. There was no problem with the position of the palm. The only ulcer was on the back of the hand. Zhang Yu then took the little girl's pulse gate and took her pulse first.

Soon, Zhang Yu was able to confirm that there was nothing wrong with Zhang Yinling's pulse.

He then closed his eyes and looked at Zhang Yingling's three souls and seven souls with his inner eye.

Although it doesn't seem to be a problem with the soul, there is nothing wrong with the pulse, so we can only check it with the inner eye.

Everything in Three Souls and Seven Souls is normal and there are no problems.

Zhang Yu opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Yinling again. The little girl's face was a little pale and haggard.

Seeing that Zhang Yu had been looking at him for a long time without saying anything, Zhang Yinling said anxiously: "What the hell is going on?"

"Don't cry, don't cry. I'm asking you now, when did this happen? Have you seen anyone today, or something strange happened?" Zhang Yu said gently.

"I was boxing in the yard with Zhang Qingfeng and the others today. I didn't see anyone and nothing happened. Just now, ten minutes ago, I suddenly felt a pain in the back of my hand. When I raised my hand to look, That's it." Zhang Yinling said aggrievedly.

"Nothing happened. This is really evil." Zhang Yu said doubtfully.

"Nothing happened." Zhang Yinling choked again and said, "Why are my hands the same as those corpses I saw last night? I won't become like that."

"No, no," Zhang Yu said quickly in a coaxing tone: "With me here, how could anything happen to you? I will treat you now."

"Then hurry up." Zhang Yinling said eagerly.

Zhang Yu doesn't know what the symptoms on the back of Zhang Yinling's hands are at the moment, but Zhang Yu has experience in treating such symptoms.

Back then, both Nie Qian and Yin Dalong from Sanjiahe had been poisoned by corpse poison, and their bodies began to stink, especially Yin Dalong's body, which was so ulcerated that it looked unsightly.

Zhang Yinling's current symptoms are far behind those of Yin Dalong. The ulcers on Zhang Yinling's hands did not look like corpse poison, because there was no corpse odor on Zhang Yinling's body. Although the ulcers on Zhang Yinling's hands also emitted a stench, it was a normal odor.

Zhang Yu took out a talisman to ward off evil spirits from his arms. The talisman flickered, instantly ignited and turned into ashes. Zhang Yu then turned over the back of Zhang Yinling's hand and patted the paper dust onto Zhang Yinling's festering ground.

With a "chi" sound, a stream of green smoke could not help but come out of the little girl's wrist, and Zhang Yinling screamed in pain, "Ah"

Zhang Yu took out another evil-proofing talisman. After lighting it, the talisman paper turned into talisman ashes. He brought it to Zhang Yinling's mouth and said, "Eat it."

"Okay" Zhang Yinling opened her mouth, and Zhang Yu put the Fu Hui into her mouth and swallowed it.

Both of their eyes fell on the back of Zhang Yinling's hand, and they saw that the ulcer on the back of this girl's hand was beginning to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. Gradually, reconciliation was restored.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Zhang Yinling even shouted excitedly, "Okay, okay. Now it's okay, I don't have to die. It scared me to death."

"Silly girl, how could you die? This little injury is nothing." Zhang Yu showed a relieved smile again.

"I knew you had the ability to save me," Zhang Yinling said, stroking the back of her right hand with her left palm. The smoothness on the back of her hand put a smile on her face again.

But soon, Zhang Yinling said in confusion: "Zhang Yu, why did I suddenly do this? My hands have never touched anything. Like you said, I haven't seen anyone or encountered anything today." If there is anything special, it is only last night."

At this point, the little girl's eyes suddenly opened wide, "That's right!"

"What did you remember?" Zhang Yu asked hurriedly.

"Last night, didn't we meet those plastic mannequins dressed like ghosts in the basement ballroom? I knocked one away with Tai Chi, and my hands touched its body. Other than that, I didn't touch it again. What have you touched?" Zhang Yinling said in a positive tone.

"Those models." Zhang Yu then thought about it. He used copper coins to penetrate the bodies of those models, but the models still rushed forward. In the end, he used fire charms and black scissors to solve the problem.

At that time, I thought that Zhu Jiuzhen and Zhang Yinling were in danger, and wanted to help, but in a split second, Zhu Jiuzhen kicked the model to pieces, and Zhang Yinling also threw the model away, hitting the roof of the shed and breaking apart.

If the little girl had ever touched anything special, it seemed like this was the only one.

This made Zhang Yu wonder, "Can this thing be so evil?"

He wasn't sure, but he had already made up his mind to see what happened. Moreover, no matter what, I must destroy those models and cannot let these things continue to harm people.

"It shouldn't happen. Don't think about it. Go back to your room and rest." Zhang Yu said gently.

However, Zhang Yinling did not move. She was sitting on the bed, staring directly at Zhang Yu.

Zhang Yu was confused by her look and said, "Why do you look at me like that?"

"Do you want to go to the basement alone to look at those plastic mannequins?" Zhang Yinling did not answer Zhang Yu, but asked instead.

Seeing that his thoughts were revealed by this girl, Zhang Yu grinned and said, "If you have anything to do, go downstairs and have a rest."

"Don't fool me. Don't I know what you're thinking? I don't care. You have to take me to see that bad guy. It's so abominable. Don't let me catch him. Otherwise, it will be better to have him." Yes!" Zhang Yinling gritted her teeth and said angrily.

"This." Zhang Yu didn't want to take Zhang Yinling to that place again, but his thoughts were exposed, and he didn't know how to stop it for a while.

Zhang Yinling curled her lips and said, "What about this and that? If you don't take me there, I will go by myself."

After saying that, the girl jumped up and walked directly towards the door.

"Wait, wait." Zhang Yu quickly got out of bed and said while putting on his shoes: "I'll take you there. Isn't it okay if I take you there?"

"That's pretty much it!" Zhang Yinling turned around and said with her hands on her waist.

Zhang Yu had nothing to do with the girl. After putting on his shoes, the two of them left the room together and walked downstairs towards the villa where they went last night.

Zhang Yu had already asked for the key to the villa from his apprentice. He was also worried that some of his disciples would be curious and run to have a look.

Arriving at the door of the villa, Zhang Yu opened the door and stepped in first.

It's daytime now, and everything inside can be seen clearly. The two of them walked towards the basement one after the other, went down inside, and walked straight to the door of the ballroom.

The door to the ballroom was open. Who had the heart to close it when we came out last night.

Before Zhang Yu walked in, he suddenly smelled a burning smell. The smell was quite pungent, like burning plastic.

Zhang Yu and Wilmore each burned one last night, but the ventilation equipment in the basement of the villa is good, so the smell should not be so strong by now.

Zhang Yu walked in with two steps. The lights inside were not turned off. When he looked at the lights, he didn't see the plastic mannequins left on the ground last night. There was only a burning smell.

"Why does it smell like burning?" Zhang Yinling said in confusion as she followed Zhang Yu.

She circled around and then shouted: "Where are those plastic models from last night?"

"I'm afraid it has been burned." Zhang Yu said, stepping forward and walking directly to the bar.

All I could see was some black and gray underground. As for the plastic models, none of them were visible.

"This..." Zhang Yinling, who was following Zhang Yu, was dumbfounded when she saw this, "That bad guy... is back again."

"It must be him." Zhang Yu couldn't help gritting his teeth as he spoke.

He could definitely feel how powerful this person was. He came and went without leaving a trace, and he was very aggressive. He could anticipate the enemy's opportunity and would not leave any clues to his opponent.

Zhang Yu has encountered many opponents before, but this is the first time he has encountered such a powerful opponent.

Fortunately, this person's target should be Wilmore, not Zhang Yu. He just walked in unexpectedly.

"He, who is he? Why does he look like a ghost? He is scarier than a ghost." This time, Zhang Yinling's voice became a little nervous.

This girl is very nervous, her lines are thick, and she generally doesn't know how to be afraid. It's not easy to make her feel scared.

"Don't be afraid." Zhang Yu comforted: "This person's target is not us. Your hand was just accidentally injured. Moreover, this person is hiding his head and tail. He dare not show his true face to others. He only does small tricks behind his back. It shows that his strength is not as expected." A true master who is so powerful would disdain to do such a thing."

Although he knew in his heart that his opponent was strong, Zhang Yu could never lose in terms of momentum.

"Yes! He hides his head and shows his tail, so he is definitely no match for you!" Zhang Yinling clenched her fists to encourage herself.

Brompton Sanctuary.

In the quiet room, Wilmore sat cross-legged, and on his legs sat a woman.

This woman is Sister Linna. Her nun's robe has faded to her waist at this moment, and her fair and delicate body is completely displayed in Wilmore's eyes.

However, Wilmore didn't seem to be interested in her at all. He looked forward and just blocked her shoulder with his left arm.

On Sister Lina's shoulder, the rotten sore has disappeared and is as smooth as before.

"Archbishop, thank you" Sister Linna said softly.

"You don't have to be so polite." Wilmore said calmly: "You should first think about whether you have seen anyone special or touched anything special today."

"Special people. Except for meeting Deacon Joseph in the morning, I have been working in the office. I have never met any special people. Likewise, I have not touched anything special," Sister Lina said as she recalled.

"Then why did your shoulder suddenly become like this?" Wilmore frowned deeply.

"This. My shoulder." A sudden look of realization appeared on Sister Lina's face, "Archbishop, last night when we were dealing with those plastic models in the basement ballroom, I once blew the head of a model, but that The model did not fall down, but stepped forward and grabbed my shoulders. I used the cross to blow up its body before it let go. Do you think this is the problem?"

"Those plastic models." Wilmore's eyes suddenly brightened, "It's very possible!"

"Otherwise, let's go check it out now." Sister Linna said eagerly.

"Okay!" Wilmore nodded slightly, but then he raised his right hand and shook it, "Forget it. There's no need to go."

"Why?" Sister Linna said in surprise: "Are you afraid of that boy?"

"Huh?" Wilmore's face darkened instantly.

"Archbishop, that's not what I meant." Sister Lina's face changed drastically, and she was full of fear. She quickly said cautiously: "I just don't know, why don't you go and see what happens. With the strength of the archbishop, if you really do it , he is definitely no match."

"His strength is not inferior to mine, but I am not afraid of him either. But right now, there is no need to stir up trouble. Also, judging from the murderer's style of doing things, he will definitely not leave us any clues. If I guess That's right, after we left, he should have destroyed all those models." Wilmore said lightly.

"Then, what should we do now when the enemy is hiding and the enemy is hiding?" Sister Lina said a little worriedly.

"As long as I find Jill, I can think of a way." Wilmore said confidently.

"What does this have to do with him?" Sister Linna asked in confusion.