The red dead gas moved very quickly, and when Zhang Ling chased after him to the crossroads, the red dead air had disappeared.

"What's wrong?"

"The imp is gone!"

"Slow down, you guys run so fast, I can't keep up!"

As the three of them ran quickly, the images seen by the audience in the live broadcast room kept shaking, and they were a little dizzy after watching it for a long time.

At this time, someone sent a message: "I'm going, no, I haven't seen anything here, I'm about to vomit......"

"Uh, is it going to end?"

"Seems so!"

"Let's go......"

“……”

Regarding Zhang Ling's few live broadcasts without highlights, although many people didn't say it, they began to have some ideas in their hearts, so many people left before Lu Mingxuan said that the live broadcast was over.

But these Zhang Ling didn't know, he was just looking around for the trace of the red-clothed ghost.

After a while, he put the folding iron sword in his hand behind his back and said, "Let's go, that little ghost has already fled." ”

When Qi Dapeng saw Zhang Ling say this, he also put away the knife, turned around and followed Zhang Ling towards the street.

The three of them returned to the car, Zhang Ling kept thinking about the little girl, while Lu Mingxuan sat in the car and flipped through the message records in the live broadcast room with a notebook.

He looked at it for a while, looked up at Zhang Ling and said, "Old Zhang, lend me your codex!" ”

"Huh? Why? Aren't you not interested in this thing? ”

Zhang Ling was interrupted by Lu Mingxuan's inexplicable request, he raised his head and looked at Lu Mingxuan and asked curiously

"Don't worry so much, get it quickly!"

"Now, here you go!"

Although Zhang Ling didn't know what this guy was going to do, he still took out the codex from his backpack and handed it to him.

Lu Mingxuan took the codex and didn't say much, he directly opened the codex and looked at it carefully, he was very serious.

Seeing that he was so attentive, Zhang Ling didn't say much, and quietly leaned against the car window and continued to think about his own affairs.

Back at Lu Mingxuan's villa, the three of them greeted each other and rested, Zhang Ling returned to his room and thought carefully about what happened tonight, he always felt that this thing was too strange.

"It doesn't make sense, this broken iron sword has always been invincible, when it encounters ghosts, it kills ghosts, and kills demons, how can it suddenly fail?"

Sitting on the bed, Zhang Ling was puzzled, he went through what he had learned in his mind and did not find the answer to the question.

"Forget it, I don't want to! I'll talk about it tomorrow! ”

Zhang Ling threw those messy questions out of his mind, sat up straight and allowed himself to enter the realm of internal refining.

……

"Knock knock!"

A knock on the door pulled Zhang Ling back from his steady, and he opened his eyes to find that it was early morning.

Moving his somewhat stiff limbs, Zhang Ling opened the door and found Lu Mingxuan standing outside the door with a tired face.

"Why do you wake up early?"

"Why wake up early, I haven't slept at all."

"Huh? So what did you do all night? ”

Lu Mingxuan didn't answer Zhang Ling's question, but pulled him out and said, "Come on, come on, you teach me to draw talismans!" ”

"What?"

"Draw a talisman!"

Zhang Ling looked at Lu Mingxuan in disbelief, and said in his heart: "What medicine did this kid take wrong?" ”

Zhang Ling pulled his hand away and looked him up and down for a while and said, "I said Young Master Lu, this talisman is not something that can be learned if you can learn it, you have to learn the mental method first, and then comprehend nature, so that the talisman drawn will be effective!" ”

"Huh? So complicated? In that case, you can draw two talismans for me! ”

"Draw what?"

"This!"

Saying that, Lu Mingxuan took out the codex and pointed to one of the charms and said, "Draw this!" ”

Zhang Ling glanced at it, frowned, looked at Lu Mingxuan and said, "Tianyan Fu? ”

"That's right, it's the Sky Eye Talisman!"

"Why are you drawing this? Do you want to open the eyes of heaven? ”

This spell must have been of no use to Zhang Ling, so he never paid attention to it.

"Don't worry about it, you can draw it!"

Zhang Ling took a closer look at the Heavenly Eye Talisman, the composition of this talisman is relatively simple, it is composed of the totem of the eye and the inscription, and the meaning of the inscription is: the eye of the god leads to yin and yang.

Zhang Ling took the brush that Lu Mingxuan had already prepared and was about to paint, but he put down the pen and said, "Can we have breakfast first and then draw?" ”

"You draw first, I've already ordered someone to bring breakfast!"

"This ......"

Unable to resist Lu Mingxuan, Zhang Ling had no choice but to pick up the pen and draw it with bated breath, and as his pen strokes wandered, soon a Tianyan talisman was drawn.

Lu Mingxuan picked up the rune paper, looked at it and said with a smile: "Keep drawing!" ”

"What? Also draw, this thing is enough for one piece, why do you paint so much? ”

"Oops, don't worry so much, hurry up and draw!"

Under Lu Mingxuan's soft grinding and hard bubbles, Zhang Ling drew ten pictures before he finished, and he sat on the sofa weakly and asked, "What are you going to do with so many Heavenly Eye Talismans?" ”

Lu Mingxuan took those Heavenly Eye Talismans and smiled mysteriously: "Hehe, Young Master Ben has his own wonderful use!" ”

After speaking, Lu Mingxuan hummed a little song and went back to the room with satisfaction, and Qi Dapeng, who had just gotten up, walked to Zhang Ling's side, looked at the rune paper on the table and asked, "What are you doing early in the morning?" ”

Zhang Ling shrugged his shoulders and said, "I don't know what this guy is doing, let me draw a talisman for him early in the morning!" ”

"Drawings? What symbols to draw? ”

"Heavenly Eye Talisman!"

After hearing this, Qi Dapeng asked suspiciously, "What does he want that thing for?" Want to see the hell? ”

As soon as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang, and Zhang Ling immediately bounced up from the sofa and said, "The ghost knows what he's going to do, breakfast is coming, but I'm starving!" ”

……

While eating a delicious breakfast, Qi Dapeng looked at Zhang Ling, who was gobbling up, and asked, "What are your plans next?" ”

"Well! I think this matter still has to start with Li Xiang's side, I think that little ghost seems to be targeting their family! ”

"Well, I remembered when you said that, when Li Xiang was beating the child upstairs that day, his daughter said that she saw her sister waving outside!"

Zhang Ling stuffed a xiaolongbao into his mouth and said vaguely: "Well, that Li Xiang must have something to hide from us, and we will secretly follow him after a while to see what kind of ancient ...... he has Ahem, ahem, ahem! ”

said it too quickly, and accidentally Zhang Ling was choked by the xiaolongbao, and his face was like a pig's liver.

Qi Dapeng hurriedly handed him a glass of water, stood up and patted him on the back, asking him to swallow the stuck bun.

And just when Zhang Ling was just getting out of breath, he heard Lu Mingxuan's door slammed open, and then saw him rushing down the stairs with a shoulder bag and coming to Zhang Ling and the two and said, "Let's go, let's go out and find ghosts!" ”