Djinn starting from Marvel

After finishing breakfast, Lin Fengjiao began to walk around the unused mourning hall, looking for possible entrances while trying to avoid the flow of people.

Soon, Lin Fengjiao found an unlocked window on the side of the mourning hall, and the window was directly opposite the normal activity area of ​​​​the residents of the pigeon building, achieving a certain degree of concealment.

Standing in front of the window, Lin Fengjiao looked inside through the thick layer of dust on the window. The huge mourning hall was empty. The Taoist statue was placed in the center, covered with spider webs. It seemed that no one had been there for a long time. Cleaned.

Just when Lin Fengjiao was about to enter the mourning hall through the window, Lin Fengjiao lowered her head and discovered that there was a shallow mark on the bottom of the window, and a little bit of the dust on it had been scraped off by something.

By comparing the edge sealing on the edge of the window with the new traces, Lin Fengjiao found that the relative positions between the two were very consistent. In other words, the appearance of this trace was most likely due to the promotion of the window edge sealing.

Someone just got in a while ago!

After realizing this, Lin Fengjiao immediately gave up the idea of ​​going in to find out what was going on, and hid on the side. She pulled her right hand out of her cuff, and a short sword fell into her hand. At the same time, she lightly touched the ground with her two fingers, and a faint spiritual energy came out. It shot out from the fingertips, completely erasing the footprints and some obvious marks on the ground.

Not long after, Lin Fengjiao heard a very slight sound of movement inside, which would have been difficult to detect if she hadn't been paying close attention.

After waiting quietly for a few seconds, a gust of wind blew out of the mourning hall, and the window creaked open from the inside. Lin Jiu jumped lightly and rolled directly out of the window. After landing, he waved his backhand and the window closed automatically again.

Lin Jiu? Why is he here? Did he also find something wrong with this place?

Lin Fengjiao pinched the seal with her hands, held her breath, lowered her sense of existence, reduced the exchange of information between herself and the outside world, and put herself in a state of breathlessness. She did not immediately cancel this state until Lin Jiu left.

Sure enough, two minutes later, Lin Jiu suddenly came back and stood at the entrance. He looked around and then inside the mourning hall. Everything was the same as when he came out, and nothing had changed.

illusion?

Lin Jiu hesitated for a moment, then put the index and middle fingers of her right hand together and gently touched the window handle, then turned and left.

After waiting for a few more minutes, Lin Fengjiao released the magic formula and came to the window.

There is a transparent and hard-to-find aura wrapped around the handle, which is the magic formula used by Lin Jiu to seal the mourning hall.

Such a basic technique? Did he find me?

Lin Fengjiao was a little confused in her heart. What Lin Jiu left on the handle was too basic. Even his few incompetent disciples, as long as they had no problem with their brains and were careful, they would be able to discover that the performance of this method and the Lin Fengjiao's judgment on Lin Jiu's level was somewhat inconsistent.

After hesitating for a moment, Lin Fengjiao decided that she still had to go in and take a look.

He took out a compass from his clothes, pointed the center of the compass towards the sun in the sky, and gently removed the cover of the compass. The sunlight spread to the surroundings along the Bagua mirror in the center of the compass. In just a blink of an eye, the entire compass covered It was filled with yellow energy, and the lines representing the directions also lit up.

Then, Lin Fengjiao gently turned the compass, deflecting the sunlight falling on the Bagua Mirror, and accurately hitting the window handle.

The light path formed by the refraction of light in the air caused the magic mark on the handle to shift, and transferred from the handle to the Bagua Mirror bit by bit.

Respect, the Three Purities and Three Meridians, the Demon-Conquering True Lord...

Lin Fengjiao's right hand quickly turned on the compass, and the borrowed power formed a golden seal under the guidance, firmly suppressing the received magic formula in the Bagua Mirror.

seal up!

The light on the compass exhaled and inhaled, rose and fell, and returned to its original appearance. Lin Fengjiao turned her right hand and put the compass away. He had used all the techniques he should use anyway. If Lin Jiu could still find this, , there is nothing we can do about it.

Wind blows.

Lin Fengjiao attracted a gust of breeze, opened the window in exactly the same way as Lin Jiu, and entered the mourning hall. When her feet landed on the ground, not even a speck of dust stirred up.

She didn't know it until she came in. As soon as she came in, Lin Fengjiao felt a yin energy going straight into her bones. The sunlight outside seemed to be a decoration after the window was closed, and no warmth could penetrate.

Lin Fengjiao's right hand was at Tianling's position and guided directly to the chest. A fire in her heart burned directly, and the gloom in the surrounding environment suddenly dissipated.

I was about to go along the aisle next to the mourning hall and take a look at the back. After all, places like the front hall are usually the place where coffins are placed, incantations are recited, and people pass away. The family members of the deceased, relatives and friends, and the people coming and going generally don’t have any secrets. , but when passing by the statue, Lin Fengjiao stopped.

Looking up at the statue, Lin Fengjiao took three steps back. When her right foot came down, the distance between the heel of the shoe and the threshold was a little less than the fourth step.

Three long and two short?

How can a Taoist mourning hall have such a layout? Even the place where people are sent to die cannot be done like this. If it doesn't work, just move the statue forward or backward. The position is so stuck that it is difficult not to make people wonder whether this is intentional. .

Continuing to look up at the corners of the roof, Lin Fengjiao was sure that the owner of this mourning hall had done it on purpose. The positions of all the magic weapons, talismans, and carvings were just a little bit different from the correct standard position. Not much. On the compass, it's probably just one square in the opposite direction.

There is a problem, there must be a problem.

Some evil ways do not dare to worship the Three Pure Ones or the Righteous Way, and they need this kind of cover-up, so they will deliberately make mistakes in some details, so that neither the Patriarch nor the Heavenly Master will be confused because of their daily "homework" Pay attention to him. After all, there are so many serious Taoist priests that no one can pay attention to him. Who cares about you who got the wrong position?

Following the side passage, Lin Fengjiao arrived at the back of the mourning hall. There was a portrait of the Celestial Master, and in front were some memorial tablets and an incense burner.

All the names on the spiritual tablets were blurred, as if someone had deliberately polished them off.

Continuing forward, there is a relatively hidden darkroom, but the door of the darkroom seems to have been completely rusted because it has not been used for too long, and has completely lost the ability to reset itself.

Lin Fengjiao held a dagger in her hand and moved forward carefully. The ceramic pieces on the ground here had been deliberately broken by someone, and there were also faint white scattered on the ground. Although she did not touch them directly, Lin Fengjiao felt that the eighty-eight percent were ashes.

A little further forward, there is a basin that has been kicked over on the ground. Some burned debris is scattered around the basin. The ground of the basin is engraved with a fire gathering formation. It is also a commonly used magic formation and is a must-learn formation for Taoist disciples. The method is just a matter of learning, and no one knows how to use it. The conversion rate of mana is too low. There are so many advanced versions that any teacher can pick up a few.

Ashes, brazier, could this be a simple incineration room? But why should we hide and burn something? What should we burn so that no one can see it?

Lin Fengjiao carefully stepped back. There was nothing else inside, and there was an earth wall at the end.

call!

The moment Lin Fengjiao exited the darkroom, a gust of wind flashed across the room. With a swipe, the three remaining incense sticks on the incense burner suddenly burned. Bright red blood flowed from each spiritual tablet, and the blurred names on it became clear. stand up.

Chen You, Xiaofeng, Uncle Yan...

The names of all the residents of Pigeon House appeared on the spiritual tablets.

what's the situation? ! Lin Fengjiao stood there, watching and listening in all directions, not daring to act rashly.

Suddenly, something fell from the sky. Lin Fengjiao used her backhand sword to cut it into two pieces.

A rotten wooden hilt? There was also a nameplate hanging on the sword tassel. Lin Fengjiao turned her head and looked at the nameplate. On this side was a Taoist character for nine.

With a slight hook of the dagger in his hand, the sword tip flipped over in the air. On the back of the nameplate was a surname, Lin.

Lin, nine.

"Lin Jiu?!" Lin Fengjiao read out in surprise.

After the name was spoken, the entire mourning hall was filled with gloomy winds, sobbing sounds came from the ground, and all the spiritual tablets in front of the incense burner began to vibrate continuously.

Snapped! When the highest Chen You tablet suddenly broke, a darkness spread from behind the tablet toward the entire house. All the Taoist symbols carved on the wall were swallowed up by the ink-like black, and emerged from the black. There was a strange mark.

After just one glance, Lin Fengjiao felt as if his brain had been hit hard by a hammer. Whispers of hatred sounded in his mind, and at the same time, there was also a seductive voice tempting him to fall.

Fortunately, Lin Fengjiao's decades of practice were not in vain. The moment her soul was shocked, she immediately began to visualize Taoist scriptures in her mind. She kept her spiritual consciousness awake and controlled her body to run towards the window.

With a leap, Lin Fengjiao was knocked out of the window. She couldn't care too much at this time.

After rolling around with the help of inertia, Lin Fengjiao took out the compass she carried with her backhand, pointed to the sky with one hand to catch the sunlight, and dragged the compass with the other hand so that the Bagua mirror faced the window.

"What are you doing here?" Lin Jiu suddenly appeared next to him, looking at Lin Fengjiao and asked.

At this time, Lin Fengjiao discovered that the window that had just been knocked out returned to normal, as if everything was an illusion.

Slowly getting up and putting everything away, Lin Fengjiao looked at Lin Jiu, "Come and see if the crystal ball is inside."

Lin Jiu narrowed his eyes, "Really? Have you noticed it?"

"I don't know, I haven't been in there yet." Lin Fengjiao opened her eyes decisively and told lies. Although he was not sure whether the hallucination inside was a counter-intentional conspiracy, there was definitely something wrong with Lin Jiu.

"Oh?" Lin Jiu took two steps to the right, and while guarding against Lin Fengjiao, she looked into the window. Everything was indeed normal inside, except that the magic formula she left on the handle had disappeared unknowingly, "Then what did you just do? yes?"

"For morning exercises, I borrowed the things from the building manager, so I can feel more at ease with them." Lin Fengjiao continued to mess around.

"Okay, then you can continue your morning exercise. Remember to let me know if you have any news." Lin Jiu had a smile on his face.

"No problem." Lin Fengjiao nodded.

"Then I'll go first."

After Lin Jiu turned around, his smile disappeared completely.

Damn it, this Lin Fengjiao is indeed a Taoist priest, but has profound skills. Has he ever gone in, and what did he find when he went in? If I didn't go in, where would the secrets I left behind go?

No, we can't delay it any longer. We must find the key to the problem tonight, tonight!

Lin Jiu made a decision in her heart.

Lin Fengjiao breathed a sigh of relief and walked out from the other side. On the way, she saw Uncle Yan sitting on the side of the road basking in the sun. Aunt Mei was enthusiastically delivering repaired clothes to people. Everything seemed to be calming down over time.

Looking at this scene, Lin Fengjiao felt a slight chill in her heart. The so many spiritual tablets she had just seen in the mourning hall included everyone in the mourning hall. One or more, and then she thought about the emotions emanating from Uncle Yan's body when something was wrong. Due to the corpse aura, Lin Fengjiao had reason to guess that there was not a single living person in this Pigeon House except for the few people they came in later!

Riding the elevator all the way up, Lin Fengjiao seemed to hear her father arguing with someone.

When I got out of the elevator, I saw that they were really quarreling. Dad was standing at the door, and another voice came from the stairs. The two people were scolding each other quite unpleasantly.

"Dad? What's going on?!" Lin Fengjiao ran over quickly.

"A bad guy who, because of his age, doesn't like one thing or another, thinks his outspokenness is his character. He's almost buried in the grave and doesn't know how to practice his words." The father said and looked at Lin Fengjiao, To be precise, she looked at his hand, "Hey, where's daddy's breakfast?! Do you want to starve daddy to death?"

"Go back and tell me, I'll cook glutinous rice for you." Lin Fengjiao looked around and pulled her father toward the door.

"Eating glutinous rice so early in the morning? Do you want to torture Dad's fragile stomach?" Dad was still nagging.

After a while, the old man, who was barely holding a bowl of glutinous rice, listened to everything Lin Fengjiao said. The most important thing was a guess that there was no other living person in this building.

Dad was silent, remembering that the charm he was wearing was glowing when he had an argument with that guy named Rotten Mouth Dong.

I originally thought that it was just the rejuvenation effect of the dog charm that was preparing to take effect, but I didn't expect that it was the resurrection effect that was preparing to take effect, or that both effects were ready to take effect.

"Dad? Dad?" Lin Fengjiao called softly.

The distracted father came back to his senses, "Huh?"

"Dad, do you want to call the two people next door to come over and discuss it?" Lin Fengjiao said.

"You're right, go ahead and call him. There are some things that really need to be discussed." Dad nodded and replied.

Lin Fengjiao walked out of 2110, and after making sure there was no one around, she knocked on the door next to her.

However, Lin Fengjiao, who was still not familiar with this place, didn't know that on the other side, across a circular corridor, in a house on the other side, Lin Jiuzheng was observing their every move through a small gap.

He must have known something, and it seemed like he was going to go on a killing spree again this time.

Lin Jiu silently lit a cigarette, and the smoke drifted in front of his face.