It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

He has the power of aura in himself, so he doesn't need to inherit the ritual, and doesn't need to use spells to entrust it.

Of course there will be no symbols.

Even though this is a suburb, it is still a convalescent area in the bustling central city on the outskirts of Kyoto, and the music from the bustling commercial plaza can still be heard around.

But here is different from the bustling city center, with a kind of isolated silence.

Generally speaking, the terrain here is low and flat, and the greenery is very good.Shrubs and bushes are planted on both sides, and white walls and blue tile eaves can be seen in the green. Because it is located in the middle of the woods, it looks very quiet—this should be a nursing home.

Going in along the road is the place He Li said.Yin Cong approached and found that this place turned out to be a mental hospital.

"Are you sure it's here?" Yin Cong asked.

He was standing on a not-so-wide asphalt road, with an iron gate in front of him.There are several large-character signs on it, which read "Tongguang Mental Hospital".Looking from the outside to the inside, most of them are green, or there will be a few sculptures standing in the middle of the lawn.To the east is a row of small buildings with white walls and blue tiles.

Yin glanced at the guard's room to the side, it was empty and there was no one there.

There is an old-fashioned iron lock hanging on the iron door, and a heavy iron chain firmly fastens the two iron doors together. There are some rust marks on it, which makes it look a little old.

He Licongyin poked his head out from his pocket secretly. "What age is this, places like mental hospitals still use this kind of lock? Then how do we get in?" he asked.

Before Yin Cong could answer, he eagerly said, "Why don't you jump over the wall and get in! Can you? No, I'll teach you!"

Yin Cong glanced at him indifferently, his spiritual power gathered on his body, and then walked forward in such a calm manner.Under He Li's surprised eyes, Yin Cong walked past the iron gate in front of him as if it didn't exist.

When he came to the hospital, He Li sighed: "Wow, you are so powerful, you are quite hidden."

There is a sign in the middle of the grass in front of it, on which is a map of the entire Tongguang Mental Hospital.Yin Cong walked over, glanced at it briefly, wrote down the map here, and then walked east.

The first building was the treatment room, the door was open, and Yin Cong walked in.

Walking in is the corridor, which is covered with white tiles, which can reflect people's shadows.On either side were separate treatment rooms, with signs on the doors, all tightly shut.The corridor runs from east to west, facing another door.

Yin Cong walked along the corridor and stopped in front of this door.

This door looks to be made of metal, and it seems to be quite heavy.Next to it was a broken combination lock, which was then welded to an iron lock and hung on it.

There was no light in the building, only the door through which Yin Cong came in, revealing the sky outside.There are no lights, it's like night, and the whole building is very quiet, only the sound of Yin Cong's light and soothing breathing.

He Li said with a trembling voice: "It's gloomy here, it's a bit scary, let's check the situation quickly, and leave quickly."

Yin Cong glanced at him sideways, "Ghosts are also afraid?"

He Lili said bluntly: "Why aren't ghosts afraid? Ghosts were humans before. Besides, don't you think this scene has appeared many times in ghost movies? Maybe there will be a ghost suddenly in the next moment, from Pounce on your back!"

Yin never spoke, and certainly didn't show any signs of being frightened.He Li shut his mouth embarrassingly.Then suddenly he widened his eyes and pointed behind Yin Cong:

"what is that?!"

Yin Cong turned around slowly.

The only light coming in from the door he came in has been blocked. It was a figure with a bloated figure, dragging and difficult steps, moving over little by little.The other party was against the light, so he couldn't see the face, only messy hair.Heavy breathing echoed in this cold corridor.

He Li was so frightened that his teeth chattered, and he reached out to grab Yin Cong's sleeve, but unfortunately he was in a soul state and couldn't touch anything, so he could only cover his face and hide in the pendant in Yin Cong's pocket.

And Yin Cong frowned slightly, looking at the figure gradually approaching him.

There is no Yin Qi, not a ghost.

Until the other party approached, only five meters away from Yin Cong, he raised his hand and groped on the wall.

Then with a "click", the lights in the corridor came on.

Yin Cong saw the face of the man opposite.

It was a woman, about 50 to [-] years old, with a bloated figure, wearing some worn-out work clothes, and the words "Tongguang Mental Hospital" printed on her chest shirt.The other side looked haggard, and there was a deep line of gray under his eyes.

"From outside?" she asked.

"Yes." Yin Cong nodded.

"What's the matter?"

"Visiting the sick."

Hearing this, the woman raised her head and took a deep look at Yin Cong, without asking him who he wanted to visit, she turned around and walked a few steps in silence.Then turn around and say:

"Follow up."

Yin Cong glanced back at the door he was facing just now, narrowed his eyes slightly, then turned and followed the woman.

"My name is Qi Mei." While walking, the woman said to Yin Cong.

One of her legs didn't seem to be very convenient, the foot was half dragged on the ground, and there was a rustling sound.

"There are no people in our hospital. The dean is kind and does not continue to accept patients."

Her words were endless.Why is there no one left?Why did Mercy not continue to receive patients?But Yin Cong didn't ask any questions about these.

Qi Mei led Yin Cong to the innermost building, went upstairs, and walked in the dark corridor.Not knowing which room she passed through, she took out a bunch of keys and opened the door.

The room was dark, the curtains were drawn tightly, and the lights were not turned on.Qi Mei walked straight over, opened the curtains, and the light came back into the room.

This is like a dormitory, with a simple single bed and a set of desks and chairs with no edges and corners next to it.There is a pile of books on the table, many of which are foreign language reading materials.But there was no one in the room.Qi Mei rummaged under the bed and under the desk, while Yin Cong closed the door silently, and a person was standing behind the door watching him quietly.

Qi Mei said: "So you are here."

The one who didn't follow nodded to Qi Mei.

This is a young man, he looks less than 20 years old, younger than Feng Quan.His face was a little haggard, with a paleness that hadn't seen the sun all year round.However, whether it is clothes or hair, he is well-groomed.

After the other party sat on the bed, Chao Yincong smiled politely, the smile was a little strangely stiff.

"He came to see you." Qi Mei said to the young man.

The young man said to Yin Cong, "Thank you."

Yin Cong said, "You're welcome."

The young man said again, "Why do you answer like that? Why don't you ask questions?"

Yin Cong looked at him, "Why do you ask questions?"

The other party suddenly laughed, this smile was much more real than the one just now.It's just that the only strange thing is that he laughed too heartily, as if what Yin Cong said before was very interesting.It wasn't until 10 minutes later that his voice stopped hoarsely, and Qi Mei next to him offered to pour him a glass of water.

"Talk for yourself." Qi Mei glanced at Yin Cong, then staggered out.

The young man walked to the desk, took a book and flipped through two pages, then said to Yin Cong:

"I should ask you to sit down, please sit down."

Yin Cong said, "Thank you."

The young man showed a suddenly realized expression, "We should say thank you at this time."

Yin never spoke.

The young man said, "Then I should say...you're welcome."

He turned his head to read the book again.Yin Cong looked at him, a ray of light came in from the window and shone on the young man, casting half of the other's shadow, as if torn apart, with the edges neatly spread on the floor.

Fang Daonong arranged for Feng Quan to be a named disciple of the Rong family.

Although the various Taoist families are named after their surnames, and the children in the center are all of the same blood, they cannot be completely sealed off with each surname.Therefore, if there are some idle celestial masters who are quite capable and talented, the elders of the family will also select them and fill them in as registered disciples.

Every year for the Heavenly Master Trial, three young disciples are selected from each family, aged between fifteen and twenty-five.In addition to Rong Guang and Feng Quan, the Rong family selected a senior brother named Rong Guang, who seemed quite reliable.He only thought that Feng Quan was simply a very capable idle celestial master who was recruited into Rong's family, so he took great care of him.Along the way, he was explaining some things about the world of celestial masters to him.

Rong Guang followed and said, "Brother, you don't need to tell him so much, I have already introduced him to you."

The brother's name is Rong Changhe, and according to relatives, he can be regarded as Rong Guang's distant cousin.Later, he taught by Fang Daonong's side, so he has a good relationship with Rongguang.

"I knew you had nothing to gossip about." Rong Changhe said helplessly.

At this time, the three of them had arrived at the main venue, which was a very high-end hotel.Celestial masters from all over the world will live here, and then assign tasks uniformly.

"If there is anything I haven't been able to find out, it must be the prize for this year's trial." Rong Guang said to Rong Changhe.After finishing speaking, he winked his eyes, the meaning was self-evident.

Rong Changhe said helplessly: "There are prizes, but they are not so easy to get. You also know that this year's host has changed from the Feng family to the Fu family."

"So the prize was provided by the Fu family?" Rong Guang asked.

"That's right, it's not just provided by the Fu family, but the prizes have just become famous recently..."

"What is the treasure of the Fu family?" Rong Guang asked eagerly.

"It can be considered." Rong Changhe said, "Why don't you guess what the gift is?"

Rong Guang made several guesses in a row, Rong Changhe smiled and shook his head.Feng Quan said at this time:

"Could it be the Fu family's method of contracting ghost servants?"

Rong Changhe nodded and said, "Smart."

Rong Guang had a look of disbelief: "Are the Fu family crazy? Are you even willing to take out this? Then we must win! Make the Fu family cry!"

Rong Changhe shook his head, "It's not that simple."