The Great God of Exorcism, please take me to fly

Ling Guang paused, countless thoughts flashed through his mind, and he quickly brought up his spiritual power to chase after him.

This was not a bureau set up by Lu Nanqin, and Lu Nanqin did not contact him.So, this is the guy coming out on his own.Moreover, flashing in front of his eyes, it is likely to lure him over.

Originally, he wanted to be the bait to lure Mr. Feng out, but he didn't expect that it was Mr. Feng who came to lure him out.

Is this a role reversal?

Ling Guang wanted to laugh but couldn't, he called Lu Nanqin while following the black shadow.

"What? I've missed me for a long time, don't worry, I..."

"Lu Nanqin, he has appeared." Ling Guang interrupted him, "He led me to the back mountain."

Lu Nanqin lost his sense of humor in an instant, and hurried to the back hill, "Xiaoguang, don't chase after him too deeply. I think he has another purpose."

"I know..." Before the words finished, the call was suddenly hung up. Ling Guang looked at the phone and found that there was no signal. Ling Guang frowned and cursed, and hurriedly followed.

Why is there no signal?

Ling Guang didn't have time to think about it, he suddenly felt a little strange, stopped abruptly, and looked around.

This place is...

This is an overgrown flat land behind the back mountain.However, I always feel a little weird, I can't explain it, as if I have strayed into a different space.

The black shadow flashed past his eyes again, and then stopped behind him. Ling Guang suddenly turned around, looked at the familiar Mr. Feng, and didn't know how to speak for a moment.

Mr. Feng stood in front of him, looked at Ling Guang through the wide brim of his hat, then slowly raised his hand, with a piece of talisman between his fingers.

Ling Guang's pupils constricted, "What do you want to do?"

Ling Guang raised his spiritual power in an instant, picked up a piece of talisman paper with his fingers, and entered a state of alert.

Mr. Feng was slightly taken aback, looked at him, and said after a while, "You have become stronger."

Ling Guang didn't know why Mr. Feng's words were full of relief. He remembered the conversation with Lu Nanqin last night, and immediately asked, "Did you kill Mr. Yang and Mr. Lin because they were related to the demise of the Feng family?"

Mr. Feng did not answer, Ling Guang continued to ask, "Then why did you attack my grandpa? He is innocent."

"Innocent?" Mr. Feng's eyes were cold, "What kind of innocent is Ling Jian being innocent?"

"You..." Ling Guang was angry, "My grandfather is a highly respected senior in the spirit world, he has the kindness to nurture and teach me, and he has prepared to protect me for more than 20 years.

What do you know?Even if you are from the Feng family, if you dare to disrespect my grandfather again in the future, I will not let you go. "

Mr. Feng slowly closed his eyes, and said softly: "In this world, no one wants to protect you more than me. You must remember that your surname is not Ling, but your surname is Feng. You are the envoy of Qilin, and you will be the incumbent of the Feng family. Patriarch, your name is not Ling Guang, but Feng Qingyan."

Ling Guang was stunned, and the talisman in Mr. Feng's hand suddenly floated out, not one but eight talismans, each surrounding his figure.

Ling Guang summoned his saber, channeled his spiritual energy, and stretched out his hand to slash, but he didn't expect to be bounced back by the power formed by those eight cards. Ling Guang didn't give up and stepped forward again, but was bounced back even harder.

"This formation barrier is different from other barriers." Mr. Feng looked at Ling Guang who was still trying to break through the barrier and said, "This is a barrier that limits the power of the gods. Back then, Ling Jian almost I was caught because I was trapped by this enchantment. If Suzaku hadn't messed up the situation these two times, he might have died."

"Why?" Ling Guang found that the more spiritual power he used, the stronger the barrier became, "How could there be such a barrier?"

"Back then, the head of the Feng Family handed over the Four Gods Jade Pendant to ordinary spiritual masters, but he was also afraid that the spiritual masters who granted the status of god envoys would have evil intentions, so he left this enchantment to limit their power."

Mr. Feng picked up a scarecrow in his hand and stuck a spell on it. After the spell was engraved into the scarecrow, the scarecrow seemed to come alive and rushed into the barrier with flying. Then the scarecrow's charm flashed, Ling Guang was startled, his mind suddenly became dizzy, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a piece of black.

"Where is this?" Ling Guang looked at the endless darkness, his heart was full of panic.

At this time, his eyes lit up, and Mr. Feng's figure was unusually tall. Ling Guang was startled, and wanted to back up, but found that he couldn't move.

"I put yours in the scarecrow, no one can hurt you."

"What do you want to do?" Ling Guang wanted to ask him, but he couldn't make a sound.

Mr. Feng seemed to know what he wanted to ask. He reached out and gently touched the scarecrow's forehead, as if touching Ling Guang's forehead through the scarecrow, "I will protect you, forever."

"Who the hell are you? Why do you... protect me like this?"

"Me?" Mr. Feng raised his head slightly, looking at the sky through the brim of his black hat, "I am the avenger of the Feng family. I will seek justice for the Feng family, and I will kill those participants. And you, nothing It needs to be done. I won't take care of the matter between you and Lu Nanqin. Of course, if possible, I don't want you to choose him. "

Ling Guang didn't know what words to use to describe his mood.

Mr. Feng reached out and hugged the scarecrow tightly in his arms, just like holding the person sealed inside the scarecrow, "No one is more important than you. You don't need to care about anything, and you don't need to do anything. Just stay here."

After speaking, Mr. Feng put down the scarecrow again, then turned and left.

Ling Guang kept shouting, but he couldn't make a sound or move, like a conscious scarecrow, but he couldn't do anything.

Ling Guang was a little desperate. If no one found him, would he stay in the scarecrow forever?

Ling Guang kept bringing up his spiritual power to attack the seal, but he always returned in vain. The inside of the scarecrow was so hard that he couldn't shake it.

It is obvious that Qilin has returned to its place, and it is obvious that its spiritual power is strong and abundant, so why can't it do anything?

Ling Guang didn't understand, he kept asking why and finally heard footsteps.

Ling Guang was stunned, and looked hopefully towards the direction of the sound of footsteps through the ray of light, although he was very close, but there was always no one in sight.

The man stopped suddenly, looked around, and called out, "Xiaoguang?"

Is...is it Lu Nanqin?

Ling Guang remembered his way here and called Lu Nanqin.

Lu Nanqin explained here that he immediately chased after him.

Ling Guang was a little moved, and quickly responded to his shout, but he couldn't make a sound, and it couldn't reach Lu Nanqin's ears.

Lu Nanqin walked around on the flat ground, but there was still no sign of Ling Guang. There was no signal in this place, and he could not be contacted.

where?

"Little Light—"

Ling Guang kept agreeing, but Lu Nanqin couldn't hear it.

Lu Nanqin sighed in disappointment, and chased deeper, but only took a few steps, and stopped suddenly. He didn't know why he stopped, and he turned his head to look at the weedy place again. grassland.

Lu Nanqin walked back, walking slowly, when he suddenly felt like he stepped on something, and when he moved away, it was a key, the key of Ling Guang's house.

"Xiaoguang has been here before." Lu Nanqin knelt down to pick up the key, and kept rubbing it between his fingertips.

He looked up and watched the wind blowing across the grass, and the grass surged like waves, and under the cold wind, he vaguely saw a doll-like scarecrow sitting under a tree looking at the grass.

The scarecrow was as big as an ordinary doll, but the weeds in the grass were taller than him.

Lu Nanqin got up and walked slowly towards the scarecrow. Ling Guang, who was inside the scarecrow, almost cried when he saw the tall, powerful and handsome Lu Nanqin.

Finally, finally here.

Lu Nanqin slowly squatted in front of the scarecrow, stretched out his hand and slowly picked it up, checked it over and over, and murmured, "Is this scarecrow... a spirit carrier? Why is it here?"

"No, it's me, Lu Nanqin!" Ling Guang kept shouting, but Lu Nanqin didn't respond at all.

Lu Nanqin stretched out his fingers to carefully search for something inside the scarecrow, and finally found a red line, which was hooked in his hand, and suddenly his finger hurt, and the red line actually drew a bloodstain on his finger, and the blood dripped, dripping On the red line, there is a strange light shining.

"This... this is not a spiritual carrier." Lu Nanqin was slightly speechless, "This is... the silk puppet technique."

Lu Nanqin threw the scarecrow away violently, and took a step back, and the red thread suddenly grew wildly and tangled towards Lu Nanqin. Lu Nanqin was dexterous and nimbly dodged the attack of the red thread, and some thoughts kept flashing in his mind——

Puppetry is an ancient technique that has been passed down for a long time in some families, and silk puppetry is also a conversion of ordinary puppetry.

In the past, the people of that clan divided puppetry into two types, one was yang puppetry, the other was yin puppetry, and yinpuppetry was also called thread-drawing puppetry.

The puppet thread of silk puppetry is a red thread, and this red thread is not an ordinary red thread, but a red thread fed with blood. With its own spirituality, it will actively attack people who are stained with blood, and the puppet also has its own habits and is not affected by others. Control, so the silk puppet technique is more sinister than the artificially manipulated puppet technique.

How could the Yin puppet of the silk puppet technique appear here?

Wait, the key fell nearby just now, could it be that Xiaoguang was also attacked by the silk puppet technique?

Lu Nanqin looked at the scarecrow's eyes shining with a strange red light, and the red thread behind him was getting more and more pulled. He could imagine that if he was really caught, he would definitely be entangled into a chrysalis.

Lu Nanqin took out his saber and slashed at the red line, but the red line kept cutting, more and more, seemingly endless.

Lu Nanqin's eyes turned cold, and the blue spiritual clothes covered his body, and the gods on the spiritual clothes flickered, and the red lines stopped attacking instantly, and they all retreated.

Lu Nanqin walked towards the scarecrow again, the red lines shrank back one after another, as if he was scalded, he dared not go forward.

Lu Nanqin squatted in front of the scarecrow, looked at the darkened eyes of the scarecrow, and said in a low voice, "Xiao Guang, are you inside?"

Ling Guang was about to cry, and he wanted to respond, but he couldn't convey it.

"It's okay. I'll take you away." Lu Nanqin picked up the scarecrow, "There are so many seniors in the villa, there must be someone who can unravel this sealing technique."

Just as Lu Nanqin turned around, the spiritual clothes on his body suddenly disappeared. A gust of cold wind blew by, and a spiritual light surged on the grass waves. Lu Nanqin looked back and saw eight talisman papers flying up, forming a strange barrier.