Running a sect like the LY Bureau by yourself should be the same as your usual demon catcher.

It's no different from catching demons and ghosts by yourself.

Well, doing things on your own should be as simple as a charlatan.

Feng Lingluo nodded, she would do it when the time came, if she really met someone who could see the past, she would give that person what she had learned all her life.

Feng Lingluo always felt that the ghost hunting skills of this era were poor, and he didn't know anything about Gu arts.

After bidding farewell to the Mu Mansion, Feng Ling was led by Yan Chimu's men, and finally went out to the door of the Mu Mansion.

Once Feng Lingluo founded his own forces, then it would be impossible for Mu Niannian to go to Feng Lingluo often, after all, it was officially run and certified by the national teacher, which was not something that ordinary people could easily find.

Feng Lingluo was originally very strange why Yan Chimu didn't come to pick her up in person, but after knowing it, she realized that Yan Chimu didn't come forward to pick up Feng Lingluo because she was afraid of being known because of the injury she suffered last time.

Probably Yan Chimu was too relieved of Feng Lingluo, and let her get into the car to know about such a secret thing as his injury.

She also knew, but this let her know that he didn't get well on purpose, and then killed people.

Feng Lingluo shook her head, this speculation is not valid, if Yan Chimu really wants to kill her, even if she is seriously injured, it will be easy to kill her.

"You...... Why let me in, you are not afraid that I will tell you about your injury? After Feng Ling sat down, she looked at Yan Chimu with a smile.

Yan Chimu didn't seem to hear Feng Lingluo's words, but sat on the soft bunk, meditating with his eyes closed, and didn't seem to listen to Feng Lingluo's words at all.

Feng Lingluo is not the kind of person who gives up halfway, and he will not work hard because of the impossible, so no matter how curious Feng Lingluo is about why Yan Chimu wants her to know that his injury is not healed, he will not break the casserole and ask to the end.

Seeing that Yan Chimu didn't speak, Feng Lingluo simply meditated and closed his eyes to recuperate.

And Gu Jingqing didn't like it because Yan Chimu didn't like it, so he slept on the roof of the carriage and basked in the sun.

After a while, Yan Chimu woke up.

The further he went, the originally flat road seemed to be bumpy, and Feng Lingluo was also concentrating on meditation before he could take precautions, Feng Lingluo's body leaned forward, and fell into Yan Chimu's arms.

Yan Chimu was also quick-eyed, and as soon as his arm was stretched, he fished Feng Ling in his arms.

Because the strength was too violent, Feng Lingluo and Yan Chimu crashed into the carriage hard, and Yan Chimu also became a meat pad.

Yan Chimu's brows furrowed, his face turned pale instantly, and then Feng Lingluo saw a bright red leaching out of the corners of Yan Chimu's lips.

Seeing this, Feng Lingluo also hurriedly came out of Yan Chimu's arms and took out a handkerchief from his arms.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to!"

Yan Chimu raised his eyes and glanced at Feng Lingluo lightly, then took the handkerchief from Feng Lingluo's hand, "I don't blame you!" ”

Yan Chimu wiped the blood from the corner of his lips, then took out a bottle of medicine from his arms, poured one out of the jade bottle and prepared to put it in his mouth, and before he could eat it, a pair of white little hands fell to the ground.

Yan Chimu raised his eyebrows and looked at Feng Lingluo unhappily, "What are you doing?" ”