Chapter 135: Straight to the Cemetery
The meal with Brother Du in the evening, it was a little embarrassing at first, but then Brother Du quickly returned to his usual hearty Northeast man personality to bring Wen Feng out of an emotion.
After eating and separating from Brother Du, Brother Du returned to the Armed Forces Department, while Wen Feng took advantage of the darkness to hide the more than 20 charms he drew on the edge of the campus in an orderly manner when he skipped class and returned to the dormitory today.
It was a spell that could sense powerful yin energy, like sensors encircling the entire school.
As long as he sensed the powerful Yin Qi, Wen Feng would know that he was holding a total talisman in his hand that resonated with all the rune papers.
This was the way he found to go to the old man's study after falling asleep in the early hours of the morning.
There are too many Taoist techniques in the old man's study, he hasn't learned one-tenth of them for so many years, and most of them are still fur.
Those are the innovations and accumulations of all his predecessors in his vein after thousands of years, how can he learn them casually or learn them well?
In many cases, he goes back to find a solution when he encounters a problem, so that it is easier for people to remember what he has learned and put it into practice.
The school is too big for more than twenty runes to enclose the school.
If you insist on forming a circle, the area of the spell induction is limited, and there will be a lot of omissions.
He simply chose the focus area and scope, ignoring some other places, such as the school building, the playground.
The focus is on the side of the school near the cemetery and the side of the dormitory.
It was nearly eleven o'clock after arranging these, Wen Feng returned to the dormitory, and it was really difficult to pretend that everything was normal while investigating.
However, he didn't want to be the object of suspicion, he had already experienced such an experience when he was a child, and it was terrifying.
Tomorrow is the weekend, and tonight's students haven't slept yet, and they're all on the computer, watching dramas, playing games, and all sorts of things.
Wen Feng seemed out of place at this time, although he had recently been playing an online game called "Survival Road 2", and he was still very obsessed.
He was lying on the bed, chatting with his friends in the group and sensing the movement of the charm.
"Wen Feng, have the police found out about the three boys who committed suicide?"
"Heming, ask this again, please disappear immediately!"
"Hahaha, I'm afraid it's gone, and his question is still echoing in the air!"
"Zijun, do you have itchy skin? Hurry up and wait for the master to change the dressing! ”
"Please disappear!"
"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to block you, and I'm going to watch a drama with Min'er!"
"Oops, the eldest lady has spoken, and my injuries are healed!"
"Don't listen to Lu Yan's nonsense, she is happy to see you chatting, and her mind is not on watching the drama at all!"
"Min'er, you traitor! Betrayed me! ”
"Ah Liang, are you there? You can't be asleep, right? ”
"I'm not here, I'm asleep~"
"Look, Ah Liang and I are on the same front, standing on the same height, ignoring you lame."
"Zijun, you wait!"
"Hahahahaha......"
Wen Feng looked at the words that kept swiping out on the screen, and smiled, and the depression of the past few days dissipated all at once.
Except for the nosy he is currently in charge of, everything is so good.
Hai Ming is almost good, Lu Yan and Min'er have become friends, getting closer and closer, and tonight for the first time invited Min'er to sleep with her.
seems to be gradually integrating into the collective of these people, and everyone accepts her unreservedly, as if they have known each other for many years.
The lights in the dormitory went out one by one, and it was three o'clock in the morning, and the night owls in the dormitory also turned off the lights and went to sleep, and Wen Feng was still closing his eyes and recuperating.
Several times he almost fell asleep, and he was looking for something to do later, stretching out the enchantment and isolating the aura, and constantly condensing his spiritual power.
He had never relaxed his cultivation, especially the last time Uncle Lu sent him to the high-speed rail station, what he said made him even more stressed.
Returning to his ancestral land does not seem to be an easy task, even if he is a descendant.
Wen Feng was still cultivating, and suddenly the talisman in his pocket moved, exuding energy fluctuations.
He immediately jumped out of bed and exited the dormitory building without alerting his roommates.
Another layer of stealth enchantment was added, and with a wave of his right hand, the spell floated in the air in this direction.
Wenfeng kept shuttling through the dark corners, slowly approaching his destination.
It's really rampant! Again and again against the wind!
He thought that those spirits would not appear tonight, or even later, but as if there was some deep grudge, they still came.
The goal is once again to the boys' dormitory!
"I'd like to see what you're for?"
Wen Feng was angry in his heart.
In the distance, he saw a spirit approaching quickly, in the direction of the boys' dormitory.
Wen Feng quickened his pace, took out five or six pieces of rune paper from his pocket with his right hand and scattered them, and quickly sealed them with both hands!
With the mantra, he mobilized his spiritual power to control the rune paper that had not yet fallen and flew towards the shadow.
He wanted to trap the spirit and interrogate it slowly.
Seeing that he was about to stop, he didn't expect a red figure to suddenly rush out of an office building in front of Wen Feng and rush towards him.
There was an ambush! Wen Feng was stunned, whether he ambushed the spirit or the spirit ambushed him.
Wen Feng raised his hand and struck out with a palm thunderbolt, blocking the red figure, and with the other hand, he had already taken out a few charms from his pocket and threw them out.
The spirit body of this red figure was not weak, and his reaction was quick, and he turned around and left after being struck by Wen Feng's palm thunder, and his speed was very fast.
The spell on the other side was not controlled because of Wen Feng's distraction, but only slightly burned the spirit body, and did not form a surrounding force to trap it, and it fell short!
Wen Feng is no longer in sight, the school's yang energy is too heavy, does it really affect his spiritual sense?
No way! Even if it was affected, it wouldn't be so much that the red figure just now was hidden not far from him, and he didn't even notice it.
Even if it can hide its aura, Wen Feng can't explain it.
At this moment, they had long since disappeared without a trace, Wen Feng was depressed, it was the first time he encountered such a brainy spirit, and he was not impulsive at all.
"Huh?"
Wen Feng's tracking charm just now moved again, pointing in the direction of the cemetery, just floating from the ground again and instantly unreacting, falling from the air and being picked up by Wen Feng.
"Where did you go to the cemetery? Ran out of it? Has the feng shui of the cemetery been broken? How can they come and go freely? ”
Wen Feng left the school and walked to the side of the cemetery, looking at the cemetery not far away, surrounded by trees and barbed wire.
There was a thick yin aura exuding there, and various figures were dangling around, and everything was calm.
"There must be something weird, I'll come back tomorrow."
If you go in now, maybe the ordinary spirit will not do anything to him, and he is afraid that he will encounter a difficult problem.
If his identity is revealed, it doesn't matter if he is a mage or not, he won't do anything to him, anyway, he will be annoyed to death when all the people rush to ask for help and complain.
As soon as Wen Feng left, several spirits walked out, their hearts palpitating and their expressions complicated, not knowing what they were thinking.
And they didn't notice that there was another pair of eyes looking at this side from a distance, with a deep gaze.