The crazy little ancestor of Master Lu is so stupid

Compared to Ling Xiao's nervousness and worry, Lu Xun seemed very calm.

"Don't panic, go up and take a look first. I think Tianzhi is not that kind of confused person. He will definitely act out the whole play!"

Lu Xun guessed that Fan Tianzhi might be performing this act tonight not only to help Ling Xiao, but also to get rid of Hong Yun.

Hong Yun seems to be very nice to Fan Tianzhi on the surface, but in fact he wishes he would die immediately.

There was no way Fan Tianzhi didn't know that she had secretly wanted to use the uncle and nephew of the Lu family to kill Fan Tianzhi.

Now that he knew it, he couldn't just sit back and watch, especially since Fan Tianzhi had never been a merciful person. Now that the knife was in his hands, there was no reason for him not to stab back.

The two returned to Saijiangnan and went straight to the seventh floor. As soon as the elevator door opened, they saw Fan Binghua's assistant Mingge waiting outside.

"Brother Ming, sorry to have kept you waiting. What's going on? We brought the security department and turned Sai Jiangnan upside down but didn't see Mr. Fan. How could this noble person of Mr. Ling be found just by sitting at home?"

Brother Ming kept his mouth shut and didn't say much, just said: "You'll know when you go in!"

This was not the first time Ling Xiao came to the seventh floor, but it was the first time he saw the seventh floor arranged like this.

The decoration style of the entire seventh floor is completely out of tune with the downstairs. It is elegant and simple, but it makes people feel that something is wrong. However, she can't tell what it is.

Following Brother Ming, Ling Xiao went inside in twists and turns. The further he went inside, the more uncomfortable he felt.

I felt inexplicably panicked.

There are too many partitions here. It seems that no matter which direction you look from, you can't see very far before you are blocked by the next partition.

The further Ling Xiao went inside, the more uncomfortable she felt. Just as she raised her hand and secretly touched her chest, the four ghost officials around her also became serious.

A looked at the surroundings and his expression became more serious. "Be careful, brothers. Something seems to be wrong here. It must have been arranged by a master. Fortunately, it's just the four of us. If it were an ordinary ghost, he might not even be able to get in and be beaten to death!"

B followed suit and said, "Boss, have you noticed that there is a huge resentment lingering here?"

Jia sneered and pointed at Ling Xiao in front of him.

"If I'm not mistaken, she must have died here before she died. The lingering resentment must be the resentment she had before she died. No wonder she became a fierce ghost. The person who harmed her was really vicious. Not only did he kill her, but he also imprisoned her resentment here, making it impossible for her to be reincarnated forever!"

Ding subconsciously hugged his eldest brother's arm and said timidly: "Brother, the formation here is too strong, I can't bear it anymore!"

Yi patted Ding's arm, pointed at Lu Xun and said, "Follow the Taoist priest, he can block the attacks of those formations for you!"

Bing, who had been silent the whole time, became more and more angry. "Damn it, we haven't walked in the human world for many years, and these bastards have suddenly appeared again. After Ling Xiao finishes this task, we brothers will clean up this human world!"

Lu Xun tilted his head slightly to glance at the weak and pitiful gray shadow behind him, but did not refuse.

When I turned my head, I found that her brows were furrowed and she seemed to be very uncomfortable.

Grabbing her hand quietly, Lu Xun said in a whisper: "Xiaoxiao, someone has set up a formation here to suppress ghosts and evil spirits. Although you have been reborn as a human, it has been too short a time and you have not yet been able to fully merge with Ling Xiao's body, so you will feel a little uncomfortable. Be patient and recite the Calming Mantra with me in your heart!"

Ling Xiao was startled by the sudden voice and turned to look at Lu Xun in surprise. She saw Lu Xun pursing his thin lips and shaking his head slightly at her, signaling her not to speak.

Then he recited the meditation mantra created by their Luoxia Sect.

Ling Xiao followed suit and recited the rest of the text sentence by sentence with half belief and half doubt.

I didn't expect it to be so effective. After just reading it once, the anxious feeling immediately improved a lot, and my brows and eyes relaxed.

By the time the three of them arrived in front of a black double wooden door, the discomfort that Ling Xiao had felt when he first came up had almost disappeared.

Thinking that Ling Yang, the person she hated the most, was right inside the door, Ling Xiao couldn't help but take a deep breath, trying her best not to let her hatred show on her face.

Looking at the location of the room from front to back, Ling Xiao guessed that this should be her former office, but he didn't know what the room had been transformed into by Ling Yang.

Brother Ming didn't knock on the door. He just turned around and signaled them not to talk and to move quietly. Then he opened the wooden door and led the two of them in.

As soon as Ling Xiao entered, he smelled a faint scent of burning paper.

It was only when she came in that she discovered that her original office had been converted into a room that looked like a reception room. The entire office area was divided into two parts, with a solid wood table more than two meters long on one side and two benches on both sides.

On the other side are the sofa, coffee table, etc.

Looking over to the sofa, he saw Fan Binghua sitting alone on a single sofa. On the other side, Ling Yang and Lu Jian were sitting side by side on a three-person sofa. On the sofa and massage chair next to them sat three men Ling Xiao had never seen before. Judging from their attire, they should be the gamblers in Fan Binghua's gambling game tonight.

The group's attention was now attracted by a man wearing a funny purple Taoist robe.

Following their gaze, Ling Xiao saw the person she would never forget, the fake Taoist Zhen Bushiren who helped Ling Xiao take away her luck and killed her parents.

At this moment, Zhen Bushiren was drawing something on a sand table with his eyes half-closed and holding a strange wooden stick in his hands. There was a young man in a yellow Taoist robe next to him, who seemed to be his new apprentice, holding a tablet and recording something intently.

It looks like the spirit writing in the movie.

Zhen Bushiren kept drawing in the sandbox for about ten minutes, and then he suddenly froze, with his hands still suspended in the air, as if he was under a spell and couldn't move.

Just like this, about ten seconds passed, and suddenly his body shook violently, and then he opened his eyes.

His face lit up with joy, and he said with some pride: "It's done!"

After saying that, he turned around and wanted to talk to Fan Binghua, but when he turned around, he saw Ling Xiao and the other two standing nearby.

The moment he saw Ling Xiao, the light in Zhen Bushiren's eyes suddenly brightened, as if he had seen a treasure bowl. Ling Xiao felt uncomfortable and subconsciously hid behind Lu Xun.

Blocked by Lu Xun, Zhen Shiren withdrew his gaze, smiled meaningfully, and then turned to Fan Binghua.

"Mr. Fan, we have found your nephew's whereabouts!"

After saying this, he waved his hand, signaling the young Taoist priest beside him to hand over the tablet in his hand.

Seeing Fan Binghua taking the tablet, Ling Xiao also moved over and saw that there was a map of City A on it.

After zooming in, a red line was drawn with Saijiangnan as the starting point, winding all the way, and finally it went to Qionshan.

"Did Mr. Fan go to the Mo Club?"

Ling Xiao was the first to ask.

As soon as she opened her mouth, Ling Yang, who had been sitting next to Lu Jian, suddenly looked at her.