Han Xiang retorted, "Who told you that I am an ordinary person, I am a martial artist, and I am the captain of the Secret Service Division."

Song Feng said, "What can a martial artist do, in the face of this kind of thing, your martial arts are useless."

"I want you to believe your words, unless you show me the yin energy."

Han Xiang frowned.

"Otherwise, I'll suspect that you're deliberately trying to deceive me, but you're actually trying to take advantage of me."

Song Feng said with a smile and a smile: "First, I have a girlfriend and a large group of confidants, so it is impossible to take advantage of you."

"Second, I'm an advisor to the Secret Service, and in terms of rank, I belong to your superiors, and the rabbits don't eat the grass next to the nest, how can I take advantage of you?"

"Since you're going to see it with your own eyes, be mentally prepared."

Song Feng stretched out his finger and used his true qi to draw an invisible spell in midair.

With a push of his palm, the spell entered Han Xiang's body.

In an instant, the world in front of Han Xiang's eyes changed.

There was a lot of darkness all around.

It seems to have entered a fire that is on fire.

Black smoke can be seen everywhere.

There was a lot of black smoke in it, as if it were in the shape of a human being.

"This ...... Is this what you call yin?

Han Xiang stumbled and said.

Song Feng nodded and said, "Why don't you come here quickly, there is so much yin qi filled here, I'm not sure, I can keep you safe all the time."

Hearing this, Han Xiang shuddered and walked quickly to Song Feng's side.

"If you can see them, why don't you get rid of them all."

"What's the hurry?"

Song Feng looked at the air and said, "Twelve o'clock in the middle of the night is the time of the day when the yin qi is the heaviest, and at that time, it is the best time to start."

As time passed, Han Xiang's legs trembled like a swing.

Let her not be afraid of heaven and earth, when she encounters this kind of thing that she has never been in contact with, she is still scared and trembling.

I'd rather fight with a dozen or so evil-doers than come here again.

"So that's where the problem is."

There were still a few minutes left until twelve o'clock, and Song Feng found the overall source of the problem.

Walking to a tree, Song Feng jumped to the top of the tree on tiptoe.

"What are you going to do?"

Han Xiang raised his head and shouted.

"Nothing, find something for you."

When the words fell, Song Feng jumped down from the tree with an extra rag doll in his hand.

The rag doll looks ugly, and I don't know who has drawn various patterns with a red pen on its body.

The eyes made of glass emitted bursts of cold light.

No matter how you look at it, it looks like a ghost doll.

Song Feng sneered, "After coming to Xiangcheng, you can really see any strange things."

"In these years, there are people who use such things."

"What the hell is this?"

Han Xiang asked.

"This is the medium of the practice, and the name is disgusted."

Song Feng briefly talked about it.

The art of disgust comes from the Luban book that has been passed down through the ages.

The book of Luban is divided into two volumes, and the upper volume records a large number of ingenious construction methods.

The next volume contains all kinds of cursed spells.

Aversion to victory is one of them.

"Wait a minute, I'm a little confused."

Han Xiang rubbed his temples vigorously.

"Are you saying that the root cause of the problem here is that someone is causing trouble?"

"That's right."

Song Feng said, "At first, I thought this was an ominous place, but now it seems that someone is secretly using tricks to put this doll on a big tree, which affects the yin and yang qi in this place."

"So that the yin energy is strong, and the yang energy is down, no matter who lives

Here, you will be harassed by yin qi immediately."

"At worst, the spirit is muddy, and at worst, like those people, they will be sent directly to the hospital."

"You give this thing to Wu Kang, he should know what to do."

Song Feng casually threw the rag doll to Han Xiang.

Han Xiang seemed to have picked up a hot potato and threw it directly on the ground.

"Don't worry, the yin qi above has been dispersed by me, and now it's an ordinary rag doll."

Hearing this, Han Xiang carefully used two fingers to pick up the rag doll on the ground.

When I looked up, I found that Song Feng had already walked out.

At work the next day, Han Xiang handed over the rag doll to Wu Kang.

Truthfully reported last night's situation.

Leaving Wu Kang's office, Han Xiang became interested in Song Feng.

Song Feng, the special adviser, reveals mystery everywhere.

Han Xiang was thinking about Song Feng, and Song Feng was also thinking about one thing.

Who the hell is coming up with these tricks?

The Disgust of Victory and other evil spells are listed as side paths.

In Song Feng's impression, the first recommendation for those who are good at using side door magic is to steal the door.

However, in recent times, the people in the burglars have disappeared without a trace.

It seems to have disappeared from Xiangcheng all at once.

The fact that their actions have become quiet does not mean that these people have really left Xiangcheng.

It must have been alarmed, lurking underwater.

"Dididi."

Song Feng was thinking about it when he received a call from Wu Kang.

The phone was connected, and Wu Kang said straight to the point: "Mr. Song, thank you so much this time for helping our secret service solve a big case."

"You asked Han Xiang to hand over my rag doll, and I have already received it."

"You said that someone murdered the buyer of the old house through the practice of disgust with victory."

"There shouldn't be many people in the world who know this kind of evil method, is it possible that someone in the door did it?"

Song Feng replied, "I also had such thoughts, but there is no evidence now."

"If you want to know the answer, step up your investigation into their hiding place in Xiangcheng."

After thinking about it, Song Feng said again, "I have a guess that this group of people suddenly disappeared because they were brewing a certain plan."

"Brother Song, who are you talking to?"

As he spoke, a beautiful figure walked in from outside.

Song Feng put the phone back in his pocket and said, "Lina, look at you are in a good mood, have you encountered anything good."

"Let me guess, your grandfather's physical condition should be recovering well, right?"

"I really doubt that there is anything in the world that can be hidden from you."

Qi Lina said happily, "I just came back from the hospital, and my grandfather is completely out of danger."

"After a few months of recuperation in the hospital, you will be discharged."

"Grandpa, who knew the truth of the matter, apologized to me for the first time and asked me to temporarily act as general manager."

"What about your father?"

Song Feng said curiously.

"My father was sent out again to continue his expedition abroad."

Qi Lina said with a smile and a smile.

"Brother Song, tomorrow I will take office, temporarily replacing my grandfather and father to manage the company, today is the last day of my time, can you go out with me?"

"Where do you want to go?"

Song Feng said with a smile on his face.

"I heard Sister Qiao say that you are not only powerful in martial arts and medicine, but also have a set of antiques, why don't we go to the local antique street to have a look?"

Song Feng agreed without thinking.

After a short time, the two went to Xiangcheng, the most famous antique street.