Five supernatural bosses are vying to marry me

The nursing home is far away. It was already five o'clock in the morning when Nanjing and the others passed by, and most people in the city were still asleep.

After getting off the taxi, Nan Jing ran to buy breakfast, Chi Xing looked at his phone, and asked Miao Jinli: "It is said that the gate of ghosts and gods has been opened, and now you can enter as long as you find the key, do you think there will be a key in Nan San District? "

Um?Nan Jing came back from buying egg-filled biscuits, and when he heard Chi Xing's question, he asked strangely, "What is the gate of ghosts and gods?"

Chi Xing stood up straight. He was not tall, only about 1.6 meters eight. When he tilted his head to look at Nan Jing, Nan Jing always felt that he was talking to a junior high school student.

Chi Xing said: "You haven't looked at the documents sent by the Supervision Department on your phone. After the Supervision Department's investigation, weird things are gathering now. When they gather to a certain extent, they will open the gate of ghosts and gods. I don't know how many people will form." Assembly point."

"But now the key to the gate of ghosts and gods must be on those big weird things that are going to gather in the past. If you get it, you can go there and take the ghost nest directly."

Nan Jing sipped his soy milk, turned on his phone, and saw a small red dot in the message. Sure enough, an unfamiliar number sent him a message. When he clicked on it, it was the message about the ghost gate that Chi Xing said.

Miao Jinli said lazily: "If you get this key, you won't be able to go to Nanjing. He is not strong enough now, so we will talk about killing ghosts and seizing the seal later."

"The most important thing is the regional annexation in half a year."

Chi Xing frowned, not agreeing with Miao Jinli's thoughts.

Nan Jing looked at the two people who were a little tit-for-tat and awkward, thoughtful. As a person in charge of paddling to get the management right of the South Third District, he actually didn't know much about Xuanmen.

As for the reason why Miao Jinli and Chi Xing came here, Nan Jing felt that it must not be as simple as Miao Jinli said, but he had no intention of exploring, as long as everyone has the same goal now.

Everyone has their own goals and secrets. If others don't want to tell them, Nan Jing won't get to the bottom of it, and he won't tell anyone about the purpose of holding the bell.

After taking a big gulp of soy milk, Nan Jing threw the cup of soy milk into the trash can and said, "Go to the nursing home first."

"Keys and so on, we'll talk about it when we get it."

The three walked towards the sanatorium in unison. This is a sanatorium located on the outskirts of the city. It was originally a public welfare project, but it has been in disrepair for a long time, and the conditions are average. Many facilities were built more than ten years ago, but there are many trees around. Go in Afterwards, you can obviously feel that the air is much fresher.

The three of them didn't even know which ward the so-called master was living in. They only knew their surname and what they looked like when they were young. Chi Xing went to the front desk and asked the nurse, saying that he was the next generation of the master and wanted to visit.

The nurse is very talkative: "Recently, people often come to visit their grandparents. The building on our right is the nursing accommodation area. The computer system is currently being repaired and upgraded, so I can't help you with inquiries."

"If you are in a hurry, you can go to the accommodation area on each floor to find them. For the convenience of management, we have posted the names, photos and contact information of all convalescents on each floor."

"But remember to walk softly. It's very early, so don't disturb the patient's rest," the nurse smiled and said, "There are nurses on duty on each floor, you can ask them for help."

Chi Xing nodded and left. Nan Jing heard him say directly: "The three of us spread out to find the floor, it will be faster."

The other two had no objection. After seeing the photo and name in Miao Jinli's hand, they walked towards the building on the right. There were nine floors in total. One of the three was in charge of the third floor, and they found a mobile phone to contact.

Nan Jing was in charge of floors 1-3. He searched from the third floor first, but couldn't find it until he found the first floor, but he didn't see anyone. When he went out, Nan Jing thought about going up to help them find it.

A round bead rolled down at his feet, Nan Jing was taken aback, followed the direction the bead rolled, and saw a wheelchair, looking up, a young man in blue and white stripes sat on the wheelchair.

This young man looked about the same age as Nan Jing, his face was pale at first glance, his lips were almost bloodless, his chin was very sharp, and one eye was covered with a white cloud, as if he couldn't see it, but he could see the other eyeball It will make everyone who sees it feel sorry.

Because the other eyeball is really... so beautiful, like a glazed bead, it is looking at Nanjing gently with hazy blue pupils.

When stared at by this eyeball, Nan Jing felt that he could even breathe lightly, and all the boiling emotions calmed down.

The young man looked at Nan Jing and said, "Can you pass me the glass beads?"

Nan Jing looked down at the glass bead rolling at his feet, paused, picked it up, walked over, and handed it to the young man: "Is it this one?"

The young man laughed: "Yes, it's this one."

Nan Jing looked around strangely. There was no nurse or accompanying person. He wondered: "Is there no one to accompany you out? Well, do you need me to push you back to the ward?"

The young man pinched the glass bead, looked at Nan Jing, smiled in his good right eye, and said softly, "Thank you brother, I pushed the wheelchair out by myself."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine."

elder brother?

Nan Jing blinked, this was the first time someone called him brother.

Nan Jing nodded, and when he was about to leave, he remembered something, squatted halfway in front of the young man, and took out a peace talisman from his arms, which was the most skillful talisman he had ever drawn.

He has not been very lucky since he was born. The old man always knows something about ghosts and ghosts, but he has never been taught. Only when he was 11 years old, Nan Jing was almost drowned in the water when he was playing. .

The old man solemnly took out a mahogany box, took out a brush and rice paper from it, and said to Nan Jing, "Now I will teach you how to draw talismans. These talismans can keep you safe."

Nan Jing then recited a few mantras. From then on, after school every day, he did not do his homework first, but drew talismans. He practiced drawing talismans for an hour before starting to do other things.

Calculated by time, Nan Jing has already drawn about tens of thousands of talismans.

He just thinks that the peace talisman can bring people peace, and sometimes it doesn’t matter if you do some good deeds casually. The yellow talisman paper was taken out and blown by the wind, and Nan Jing handed it over directly: "This is me,"

Before he could finish his words, the yellow talisman suddenly ignited, and the blue-red light scalded Nan Jing's fingers. Nan Jing suddenly stood up and looked at the young man in the wheelchair.

The peace talisman ignited spontaneously, this young man is a strange thing!

The young man laughed loudly, and he looked up at Nan Jing: "It's been so many years, you've actually developed feelings for me, a stranger like me, I'm actually worthy of your sympathy?"

Nan Jing was startled, he felt something was grabbing his ankle, this time it was different from the one in Shanlong Village, this time grabbing the ankle...was to crush his ankle.

With a sudden kick, Nan Jing lifted the ghost seal with his left finger, lowered his head and picked up a bell, and the stack of rice paper that he had just drawn in the library was caught in his hand.

"Oh, you're good at learning," the young man raised his hand, and the thing that was pinching Nan Jing's ankle suddenly tightened and lifted Nan Jing upside down. The young man sat on the wheelchair and looked at Nan Jing with his forehead on his hands and said, "Nan Jing, you Now I can use spells."

That familiar tone, as if Nan Jing had known him for 800 years.

Nan Jing thought, he doesn't know anything weird.

The young man looked at Nan Jing and said with a smile: "You can't break free, the current you,"

Before he finished speaking, Nan Jing threw the yellow talisman papers directly onto the young man's face, and a stack of yellow talisman papers exploded like small fireworks.

The young man laughed: "You low mana,"

His words stopped abruptly, a piece of yellow talisman paper was hidden in a pile of talisman papers, and it directly inserted into the young man's heart with an imperceptible breath.

"Purification Talisman."

The young man lowered his head and raised his hand to touch the talisman paper inserted in his heart. The yellow talisman paper was different from the peace talisman, and there was almost no trace of cinnabar on it, so the breath was so weak that he didn't even notice it.

"boom-"

The figure of the young man shattered and dissipated.

Nan Jing fell to the ground. He half-kneeled on the ground, let out a big breath, looked at a glass bead and a jade card that rolled down from where the young man had just appeared, coughed and laughed a few times.

It seems that reading is still useful.

He spent a long time last night, and the most successful painting was the purification talisman.

Nan Jing slowed down a bit, did not touch the glass beads that fell on the ground, but turned the jade tablet over, only to see a pattern engraved on the jade tablet.

This pattern is very familiar to Nan Jing. When he was a child, when he went to various general halls to help collect money, pour water and cut fruits, this pattern passed before his eyes countless times.

Uncles and aunts will call out directly when they touch it.

Nan Jing murmured: "Sparrow."

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