It's a celestial master, not a Taoist priest

Yin Cong turned his head to look at him indifferently, and Feng Quan noticed that Yin Cong's ears were red because of talking about kissing.And Yin Cong's ears turned red, he didn't know why he also felt his ears warm up, and changed the subject:

"Then what... keep reading."

The movie was about to end, and a faint cloudy air flashed outside.Feng Quan went to the window in an instant, and saw that in the brightly lit window of Tan Jie's bedroom, the whole room was shrouded in a layer of yin.

Yin never knew when he also came behind Feng Quan, "Is she here?"

Feng Quan nodded: "Yes."

In order to be able to see the situation on Tan Jie's side clearly, the lights in Tan Jie's bedroom were always on.At this time, Tan Jie was facing the window with his back, as if he saw something terrible, he couldn't help stepping back from the air in front of him.All the way back to the window, suddenly the light bulb shattered along with the window glass.

"Clap-"

The shattered glass debris fell straight down from the third floor where Tan Jie was located, but fortunately there was no one below.But Tan Jie was still backing away from the window.

Feng Quan looked awe-inspiring, a yellow gleam of light on his fingertips was quickly drawn out, and he went towards Tan Jie's window without being blocked in the air.

Yin Cong swiped his fingertips, and ripples appeared on the wall next to him.He pulled Feng Quan aside, stepped over the wall and disappeared in place.

At the same time, Feng Jing next door also found out about Tan Jie's situation.The other party seems to be a little delirious now, but there is no problem with safety, because even if all the glass in the bedroom is shattered, Tan Jie kept backing away, but he did not fall downstairs like the previous three victims because he was caught Stopped by--

Anti-theft net.

Feng Jing felt that he could make a report to the higher authorities after he went back, and wanted to popularize the anti-theft net to thousands of households.

He didn't have time to think about it, there must be something wrong with Tan Jie.Before he had time to inform the two people next door, Feng Jing pushed open the window of the room and fell down from the height of the third floor.With a few vigorous leverages, he successfully landed on the road outside the hotel, and then started to run towards Tan Jie's house on the opposite side.

After crossing the road and entering the community, it was too late to wait for the elevator to climb all the way to the third floor.Finally arrived at Tan Jie's house, Feng Jing looked at the closed door that faintly exuded yin, took a quick breath, took out a talisman from his arms and lined it up on the door, and said:

"Thunderbolt, open!"

With a "boom", a big hole was opened in the door lock.Feng Jing directly kicked the door in, followed the Yin Qi to Tan Jie's bedroom.

However, Feng Jing, who was exhausted and hadn't taken a good breath, took out his gun and was about to fight, saw that in the room where Tan Jie and Yin Ling were supposed to be facing each other, they were sitting upright on the bed, seemingly leisurely. Two people.

It was Feng Quan and Yin Cong who should have been obediently hiding in the hotel room to protect themselves.

Feng Jing was a little dazed, looking around the room.All the fragile items in the room were smashed into shards by the deep resentment. The light bulb in the room was broken, but the street lamps outside and the cars on the road still illuminated the room brightly.There was a fainted boy lying on the carpet at the foot of the bed, it was Tan Jie.

Feng Jing said blankly: "Solution... solved?"

Feng Quan was holding a gray bouncy ball in his hand and was playing with it. Hearing this, he nodded, "Yes, you came too slowly."

Feng Jing raised his arm to check the time: "...it took a minute and a half, and the firefighters must be at my speed." He squinted his eyes, "It really is not easy for you."

Feng Quan said: "Enough of the hindsight, let's deal with the person quickly."

Feng Jing, the coolie who came here by himself, had no choice but to go over and help Tan Jie up, recite a spell and draw amulets, and stick them on his forehead to wake him up.When he turned his head and saw that Feng Quan was still playing with the bouncy ball comfortably, he said unhappily:

"Don't play ball, you are classmates, you need to get familiar with it, come here and ask questions."

Feng Quan turned his head and pointed to the small ball in his palm, "You mean this?"

Just as Feng Jing was about to say yes, he suddenly fixed his eyes and found that the thing in Feng Quan's hand seemed...not a small ball.

It was... a small cloud of gray cloudy air, which seemed to be a ghost.

With a flick of his wrist, Feng Quan threw the ball up. It fell to the ground, and a ghost appeared with claws and teeth. Unfortunately, his body was bound by a golden ring, so he could only stare at Feng Quan viciously.

Feng Quan raised his chin towards Feng Jing, "Give it to you?"

Feng Jing looked at the restrained female ghost with a fierce face, then at Tan Jie who was about to wake up, and resolutely went over and slapped Tan Jie unconscious again.

"Let me interrogate." Feng Jing's expression became serious, he took out an incense cone from his pocket and lit it, then took out a kit, and carefully sprinkled incense ash on the ground bit by bit.

The female ghost was restrained and unable to move, and the soaring resentment continued to emanate from her like hyphae.Her face was blurred, her eye sockets were worn away by the concrete floor, and a pair of unusually large eyeballs glared angrily, and they were covered with bloodshot eyes.

"I won't spare them! These cold-blooded children, I will take revenge one by one!"

Feng Quan suddenly said: "Are they cold-blooded?"

Minced meat and blood clots continued to drip down Wang Qianqian's face, her face seemed to melt away due to the deep resentment.she roared:

"It's them! It's all their fault! I have to deal with work and Shao Kang for them and for them...but they are so cruel that they want me to lose my job... They are all responsible for me, why am I suffering so much—I I won't let them go!"

Her resentment skyrocketed, and the incense ashes that Feng Jing had just distributed were thrown up, and her success fell short.And he was in this room, enveloped by Wang Qianqian's Yin Qi, he suddenly felt his breathing stagnate, as if a pair of hands were strangling his throat.

Feng Jing hurriedly backed away, took out a pistol from the back of his waist, and fired at Wang Qianqian's swirling black resentment.When the golden light exploded, a vacancy in Yin Qi was instantly blasted out, but it was quickly filled by new Yin Qi.

The level of resentment in this ghost was beyond Feng Jing's imagination. He never thought that a new ghost who had died not long ago could reach this level of resentment. ——I really don't know how that Feng Quan managed to catch such a powerful ghost.

He quickly took out the talisman paper, bit his fingertips and drew a golden light spell, and said in his mouth:

"Excellent, the sun rises in the east, the golden light breaks!"

The spell hit Wang Qianqian suddenly, she let out a howl, her resentment dissipated, and the other party's terrifying face was also forced to put away, slowly revealing the simple face when she was standing in the classroom when she was alive.

Feng Jing heaved a sigh of relief, rearranged the incense ash, and unconsciously complained: "What was this ghost doing before, howling like a ghost..."

Halfway through the speech, Feng Jing couldn't help being stunned.When he spoke just now, he mistook the high school student sitting on the bed for his cousin Feng Quan.

... What are you kidding, these two people are not alike at all.

Although he always takes his black cousin Feng Quan as a rule, he has to admit that Feng Quan, the new generation genius of the Feng family, is indeed a glorious figure.

If we really want to say that they are similar, it should be that Yin Cong is barely similar.

On the other side, Feng Quan, who was sitting on the bed, was playing a game of "you draw and I guess" with Yin Cong.

He wrote very seriously in Yin Cong's hand: "Don't let him know that I can understand ghosts, please translate for him."

Yin Congren let Feng Quan write vigorously in his palm, and he looked down at the other's fingers wandering in his palm, with an itchy feeling.The fingertips trembled, and there was an inexplicable urge to hold the opponent's fingers.

It's a pity that the other party's hand left after finishing writing, Feng Quan blinked at him, and said silently: Do you understand?

Yin Cong pursed his lips and nodded slightly.

He turned to Feng Jing and said lightly: "There's no need to make arrangements, just ask directly, and I'll pass on what she said to you."

Feng Jing couldn't help but look up at him.

"Can you understand ghost language?" He raised his eyebrows with interest.

Yin Cong nodded.

Feng Jing seemed to have a little nostalgia and said: "I have a cousin, he can also understand. He is very powerful, and you are also very powerful."

Yin Cong thought about it, and cast a dark glance at Feng Quan who was sitting next to him.

"How is your cousin now?"

"Dead." Feng Jing shrugged.

Yin Cong asked, "Aren't you sad?"

"What are you sad about?" Feng Jing laughed, and said in a firm tone: "If he died so easily, then he wouldn't be him. Maybe he used some method to escape from the Feng family and live his happy life."

He sighed and raised his head again, "Then let's start, please excuse me, this...Mr. Yin."

He drew a ghost-suppressing talisman around Wang Qianqian's body, and the resentment that the other party had calmed down became even less turbulent.Her pupils suddenly lost any expression, and her whole soul seemed to be a marionette, just standing blankly in the middle of the room, as if deprived of all emotions.

Feng Jing turned his wrist over, put his two fingers together in front of his lips, spiritual power flickered at his fingertips.

He asked, "Those three students from Class [-], what did you do to them?"

Because of the talisman paper, Wang Qianqian will not tell lies now.She smiled sinisterly, "Kill it."

Yin Cong bent his fingers, as if he flicked lightly on the invisible writing in the air, and the ripples rippled.Feng Jing only felt that his five senses were swept over by a gust of cool wind, giving him a sense of transparency.Then he understood what the female ghost Wang Qianqian said:

"Kill it."

Feng Jing woke up from the shock that he was able to understand Yin Ling's words. From the corner of his eye, he saw the young man named Yin Cong withdrawing his hand.

Is it because of him?

...What kind of unheard of ability is this.

He felt that the transparency of the five senses, like the empowerment, was gradually weakening, so he seized the time and continued to ask:

"Then where is the body?"

"Where is it?" Wang Qianqian pulled one corner of her mouth and showed an unbelievable smile, "At Shao Kang's place, I put them together with Shao Kang."

Feng Jing frowned, "You also killed your husband Shao Kang?"

"That's right." Wang Qianqian said lightly, "The first is Shao Kang, and the second is everyone in Class [-]!"