Lin Chen broke the spell on the grave, and in the village next door, a wooden house surrounded by trees roared.

"Nope".

A middle-aged man with a colorful shawl on his face looks in horror at a piece of pottery, which is broken.

As an artist, he knows how precious clay pots can be.

He quickly took out his phone and dialed it.

"Peng Hao, send someone to the barren mountain to inspect the grave."

"Master Zhang, what's wrong? Is the seal on the tombstone broken? The voice of the phone trembled and drowsy.

"I'll go to the city center early tomorrow morning, and you will send someone right away."

After that, regardless of the mood on the other end of the phone, he only cared about the situation at the grave.

He had to seize the time. Resentment takes time to build up. He was afraid of being disturbed. Once something evil takes shape, he's no match for it.

He left the hut.

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The minivan drove into Xiguan District and came to the door of Villa 7. The co-pilot's remote control has been lengthened. With a single press, the door slowly opened.

Drive in.

In the garage, Lin Chen opened the car door and carried the coffin to the villa.

The villa is connected to the garage, and he is not afraid of being photographed by outside surveillance.

A pale-faced man got out of the van. He looked closely. It looks like a bug is moving.

Lin Chen had already communicated with Lin Shiyin before picking up the pickup.

Lin Chen carried the coffin into the basement.

A month later, some changes took place in the basement.

Originally there was nothing on the wooden shelf, but now there are more than a dozen clay pots, most of which are dirt and insects, etc.

Underneath the wooden frame, there are also flat earth balls at the bottom, with an opening on the top, a spell on the surface, and a pile of shady dirt on top. There are six in total.

There is a gas convergence in the hollow ball which converts and condenses the gas into beads. Not too fast. It takes about three days for the condensation into cloudy air beads.

These six balls can absorb a mile of yin qi in the vicinity.

Through Lin Chen's revision, only this step can be realized.

Lin Chen put down the coffin, took out a brush from his bag, took out a bottle of slimy blood, and wrote a spell on the ground, forming a wave of resentment.

With each stroke, his breath poured blood along the brush, and the smell of decay disappeared immediately.

Ten percent of the battle, resentment turned into smoke.

The yin and yang snake bit up and down, lifting the female corpse and putting it into a set of complaints.

Only by absorbing enough resentment can the female corpse be a valuable refinement.

Although the solid wood coffin is just an ordinary coffin, it still leaves resentment on the coffin due to the evil nature of the female body.

Lin Chen walked to the wooden shelf and took out an empty glass bottle.

At the same time, the Yin Yang Snake also releases its own Yin and Yang Qi, which is the life Qi of the Yin Yang Snake.

Two streams of gas enveloped the coffin, and the coffin board was like a shredder, splitting, shrinking, and little by little turning into powder.

Lin Chen came back, his fingers were gray, his fingers were lightly hooked, and the coffin powder flew into the glass bottle.

He put away the powder of the coffin, which is also an auxiliary material for refining and degrading the coffin.

The yin and yang snake retrieves the yin and yang qi, the mouth and tail coincide, the yang and white snakes bite the black and white snake tail, the black and yin snakes bite the yang and the white snake, and float on the female corpse.

Swirling, the lower red light shone brightly, reflecting a mysterious mist.

Lin Chen sat cross-legged and chanted the incantation.

Refining Feng Shui omens was never a momentary thing, especially when Lin Chen tried to create a Feng Shui omens with great lethality.

The art of Feng Shui is also difficult to refine naturally. Its power is naturally small. It is mainly used against ordinary people. The difficult art of Feng Shui is a means by which the Feng Shui Immortal Avatar can confront other beings in the mysterious world.

So, after one night.

The spell stopped, Lin Chen stood up, left the two snakes of Yin and Yang, and left the basement.

When he went out, he looked at his watch. It was still very early, just after 7 o'clock.

He ran out to do morning exercises.

There is a good breakfast restaurant not far from the neighborhood, where he usually goes for breakfast.

Wooden decoration, several landscape paintings hanging on the wall, one of which is a herd of cattle pastoral songs, makes people feel comfortable dining.

In his previous life, there was a similar painting at home, which is why Lin Chen liked to come here.

"Coming, as usual?" At a table, a slightly obese woman wrapped in flesh asked.

"Yes, clear soup dumplings." Lin Chen sat on the table and said.

The woman put down the meat filling in her hand and figured out the dumplings for Lin Chen.

Soon, a large bowl of clear soup dumplings was placed in front of Lin Chen.

The aroma of dumplings is exciting.

He picked up the spoon and bit into the dumplings, delicious dumplings.

After eating breakfast and paying, Lin Chen trotted down the street to the city's public bicycle shelter not far away.

As for classes, of course, it's time off.

Lin Chen's main business is a feng shui immortal cultivator, and his students are only vices.

When he reached the location of the bike, he opened the electronic lock.

He sat on the bike, took out a fat caterpillar and placed it in front of the bike.

He will go to the place where he heard yesterday that his family died in vain and see if there is anything cheap to buy.

This kind of useless family is easy to make moths, and it is easy to have items that Feng Shui supernatural people need.

This voice can't be explored by ordinary people at all, and can only be heard by an alien circle like Lin Chen.

Turning around, Lin Chen stepped on his feet and drove a bicycle.

Half an hour passed in a blink of an eye.

He left his bike at a nearby bike shed.

His palms were spread out, and the bugs were on them. He followed the bug's instructions and went to an apartment not far away.

He came to a residential area. Each apartment is twelve storeys high. Looking outside, this apartment is a bit old.

He picked up the mother bug and pinched it gently. At the same time, the bugs died, and the people who were still sleeping covered their stomachs with their heads. He woke up in pain.

An unbearable sensation was brewing in his stomach.

No, he rushed out at an unprecedented speed and rushed into the toilet in his shorts.

It hurts when you pull.

Lin Chen gathered the mothers together and raised their heads.

Under Lin Chen's vision, a kind of resentment was accumulating, cold and gloomy.

Lin Chen stood at the entrance of the community, found an angle, came to the railing, and looked at the security booth.

His eyes glowed with a strange gray glow that immediately confused the security guard's mind.

The railing was erected, and he walked into the neighborhood.

When he arrived at the third apartment building, he waited for a while and saw someone coming out of the building. He seized the opportunity to open the door and walk into the apartment complex.

Before the elevator arrives at the elevator, no one waits for the elevator to go up. Lin Chen pressed the elevator button and waited.

12th floor, 9th floor, 5th floor...

The elevator door opened, and the people inside walked out in twos and threes, acquaintances still talking about it.

"I didn't hear it. Women and children were heard crying in the middle of the night on the tenth floor. ”

"You said we should find another apartment, that's a wicked one."

"Nonsense, I haven't heard anyone say it, but that family is really pitiful, the husband not only drinks and kills, but also domestic violence on weekdays."

"Every family has a difficult experience. Who do you listen to? What the heck?

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The homicide in the apartment attracted the attention of the family, especially people.

When language is passed from one group to another, the meaning slowly turns sour.

When the tenth floor arrived, Lin Chen went to the house.

110 Guard's Room.

Pull down the seal on the door and warn people not to approach or enter to avoid damaging the scene.

Lin Chen looked left and right, stretched out his finger, put it into the keyhole, inflated it and depressurized, forming an inflatable key.

Unlock the door, get in, close the door.

There is not much difference between an ordinary family's room and an ordinary family's room, such as the master bedroom, second bedroom, small living room, kitchenette, etc.

But there was some chaos at the scene, the wooden table was displaced, the remaining blood stains were dark, and the blood droplets were scattered widely.

Shortly after the murder, cleaning at the scene was not allowed.

After the visit, Lin Chen didn't even see the ghosts.

Didn't even the ferocious ghost appear? Lin Chen thought.

If a person acts in the circle of supernatural abilities, the formation of the devil is relatively simple, but the natural formation of the devil above the devil is not a simple thing.

Whether it's time, place, or people.

When the weather is cloudy, there should be enough local weather for people to hold grudges.

All three are indispensable. Of course, the biggest influence is the harmony of people.

If a person dies in vain, he is filled with resentment, and the idea of revenge is ingrained and cannot be eliminated, then there is no question of the fact that the day is wrong and the land is not available.

Such ghosts are not very formed. Every ghost generated, if not excessively murderous, must be a fierce ghost.

Yesterday, the female corpse that Lin Chen moved back was really a devil.

If he doesn't crack the spell, once the caster completes the spell, the ghost of the female corpse will be shattered to pieces.

The result is that we cannot transcend life forever, without a soul, how to transcend life.

In a sense, Lin Chen is very good to ghosts. Of course, he robbed the body, hoping that the ghost would be grateful to him. It's impossible.

Even so, it is possible that the ghost will come to him for revenge.

Because ghosts can't be collected, he doesn't want to waste the resentment he collects.

He took out a glass bottle and drew a spell on it. His fingers rested on the glass. He held his breath and was inspired by the incantation. A swallowing force appears on the mouth of the bottle.

Invisible resentment poured into the glass bottle, which gradually became transparent, forming a faint mist.

Lin Chen closed the lid and put it away when he found that no one was there.

Open the door and leave.

When you get off the elevator, the elevator stops for a certain period of time on each floor. There are people on most floors. It's time to go to work.

When the crowd walked out, before leaving, Lin Chen went to the security monitoring room to delete his surveillance footage.

Shortly after leaving the community, the cell phone rang.

Take a look at the caller's number, that's the property in Xiguan District.

"Hello."

"Mr. Lin Chen, there is a truck outside the community, saying that it is delivering goods to you. I would like to ask if this is true and if we need to open the door to unload. ”

"Oh yes, let them unload into the yard. Thank you. ”

"Okay. I'm glad to serve you. ”

Lin Chen hung up the phone. For the delivery van, it is estimated that yesterday it should have been delivered by Mr. Barr's guest.

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