"The reporter, your friend?"

Feng Ji walked out, saw Ah Onion at the door, and asked.

Ah Onion smiled awkwardly: "It's not." ”

Feng Ji smiled, and Huang Yongfa followed.

"She continues to chase after her, and sooner or later something will happen."

Huang Yongfa said as he got on his bicycle and looked like he was ready to go back.

Feng Ji said: "Don't worry about her, she will die by herself." ”

Huang Yongfa sighed and asked, "She wants to do an interview, why don't you agree?" ”

"Didn't you say yes?"

"It's no good for ordinary people to know about the existence of ghosts."

Feng Ji smiled: "Not necessarily, at least ordinary people know that there are ghosts, and when they do bad things, they have fear in their hearts." ”

Huang Yongfa shook his head: "Then people will live in fear forever, and some powerful people will also reach out to intervene in the Yin and Yang worlds. ”

Feng Ji smiled: "Do you think that no one is intervening now?" ”

Huang Yongfa was stunned for a moment, then looked at the female ghost with a crooked neck beside Feng Ji, and thought for a moment: "Does she have anything to do with those two amnesiac girls?" ”

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "She is the girl who died on the set." ”

Huang Yongfa nodded: "Then you are busy, I won't ask more." ”

As he spoke, he got on the bike, turned around, and was about to leave, when he suddenly asked again: "Since you are not worried that ordinary people know about the existence of ghosts, why don't you accept her interview?" ”

Feng Ji chuckled: "It's just that it's not nice to see that female reporter." ”

Huang Yongfa suddenly laughed and rode home.

Feng Ji looked at Ah Onion and said, "Do you know Aunt Mei?" ”

Ah Onion was stunned for a moment, looking a little nervous: "What's wrong?" ”

"Take me to her, ask her something."

Ah Cong hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, that woman is a bit of a Taoist, she is different from Fa Zai, a little evil." ”

Feng Ji patted him on the shoulder: "Don't get in the way, you just take me over." ”

"Okay."

Ah Onion immediately got into the car, and Feng Ji sat in the back seat.

At this time, the reporter Fang Zining hurriedly chased out, shouting: "Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute!" ”

Feng Ji said: "Don't pay attention to her. ”

Ah Onion reluctantly glanced at Fang Zining's long legs, but he still stepped on the accelerator and roared away.

Fang Zining stomped his feet angrily in the back, immediately ran to his car, started the car and followed closely.

Feng Ji sat in the car and said, "Tell me, what are you looking for me for?" ”

Ah Onion was stunned: "What? ”

"Not to talk to you."

Ah Onion's scalp was numb instantly, he looked left and right, looked in the rearview mirror, but didn't see any figure.

In an instant he understood that there was a ghost in the car.

His heart was pounding and he was in a cold sweat.

In the back seat where he couldn't see, a female ghost with a crooked neck was floating beside Feng Ji.

"Please, help...... Save the children. ”

Feng Ji frowned and asked, "What happened in the hotel that day?" ”

"I ...... I don't know. ”

"Then what are you asking me to save her? What's in danger of her? ”

"Yes...... Demons followed her ....... ”

"No way, I've seen her side, there are no ghosts."

"There is ......"

Li Yuehan said stubbornly.

Feng Ji frowned, recalling that the second daughter did seem to have yin qi entangled, but he really didn't see ghosts entangled.

After thinking about it, Feng Ji said: "When I'm done, I'll go over and take a look." ”

Li Yuehan tilted his neck and sat next to him.

Feng Ji glanced at her: "What else is going on?" ”

"I ...... There's no going back. ”

"What do you mean?"

"There's something that won't let me go back."

"What's that?" Feng Ji asked suspiciously.

Li Yuehan shook her head, saying that she didn't understand.

Feng Ji thought for a while: "You follow me first during this time." ”

When he had said this, he closed his eyes and recuperated.

Ah Onion cautiously glanced behind him a few times, and when he finally arrived at his destination, he secretly took out the jade pendant, covered it on his eyelids, and turned his head to look in the rearview mirror.

At this look, Li Yuehan tilted his neck and rolled his eyes, also staring at him.

Looking at each other, Ah Onion suddenly put down the jade pendant, his heart beat wildly, and he was lying in a groove, rolling in his heart, and almost screamed.

"Nima, I finally ran into a female ghost, why is it so terrifying."

He complained in his heart, then turned his head to look at Feng Ji behind him, and said in a low voice, "Master, it's here." ”

Feng Ji opened his eyes and looked at the side of the road, it was so late, only one shop was open.

Under the dim neon lights, the red lantern signs flickered on the windows of the upper floors.

"[There is a covenant in this life]"

The LED composed these four words, which made Feng Ji slightly stunned.

"This is where Aunt May stays?"

A green onion nodded again and again: "Aunt Mei has opened a matchmaker shop here, introducing people to people and the like." She also works part-time as a fortune teller, divination, dream interpretation, etc., I heard that she also does ghost marriage and the like, and her business is wider than that of Fa Tsai. ”

Feng Ji couldn't help but be amazed, who would have thought that the psychic would actually do the matchmaker.

"Let's go, go up and have a look."

At that moment, Ah Onion took Feng Ji and pushed open the storefront.

The decoration on the first floor is quite European and American, selling some paintings, flowers, suits, wedding dresses, rings and the like.

At the front desk, a middle-aged woman, dressed very foreignly, her lips were dyed red, as if stained with blood.

She wears a pair of black-rimmed glasses, has long, dyed blue nails, and giggles as she looks at her computer.

I don't know what she's looking at, the light on the computer screen is a little green, and the contrast on her face looks indescribably weird and infiltrating.

"Aunt May?"

Ah Onion greeted him cautiously, he was very smug to ordinary people, and he looked like a fool, but in the face of psychic, he was like a cat seeing a mouse, cautious.

Aunt Mei looked up, saw Ah Onion, and immediately laughed: "It's you?" You don't follow Huang Yongfa, what are you doing with me? Looking for someone? ”

Ah Onion suddenly smiled and said, "No, I don't have a partner, my master wants to meet you." ”

"Oh? You're still apprenticed? Huang Yongfa accepted you as an apprentice? ”

Saying this, she still set her eyes on Feng Ji.

"Huang Yongfa was born with yin and yang eyes, he can see ghosts, you can't learn this."

Ah Onion smiled: "No, Fa Tsai is my good brother, I know his ability, I worshipped a master as a master, he has something to ask you." ”

"You're his master?" Aunt Mei looked at Feng Ji and said with a smile.

Feng Ji also smiled and said, "I heard that you will invite ghosts?" Can you still communicate with the ghost? ”

Aunt Mei scolded with a smile: "It seems that this little thing told you everything, are you an exorcist?" I don't see anything special about you. ”

Feng Ji's eyes flashed slightly, and he had already opened his eyes and looked at Aunt Mei.

But I saw that Aunt Mei's body was gloomy and yang, and it didn't look like she was dealing with yin spirits at all.

Feng Ji smiled and said, "I'm also curious, how do you, a psychic, exorcise ghosts?" ”

Aunt Mei laughed: "Hahaha, who told you that I am an exorcist?" ”

Ah Onion hurriedly whispered beside Feng Ji: "What Aunt Mei is good at is inviting ghosts. Help the people of the yang world and the people of the underworld to communicate. ”

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows: "So powerful? There are so many ghosts in the underworld, she said that if you ask for it, you can invite it? ”

Aunt Mei smiled and said, "Just have money." ”

Feng Ji laughed: "Okay, then I'll try." ”

As he spoke, he asked, "How much do you charge for one shot?" ”

"One price, 100,000 yuan."

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "It's not much, it's very reasonable, in this way, you help me invite a ghost, and when it comes, I'll pay." ”

"Why don't you do business if you have business, come with me."

As she spoke, Aunt Mei beckoned and walked to the second floor with Feng Ji and A Onion.

The decoration style of the second floor is very different from the first floor, and when you go up the stairs, there are rune-like paper charms everywhere that are pulled up and dotted on the ceiling.

On the surrounding walls, many Buddhist shrines are shrouded, and candles are everywhere.

In the center of the room, there is a table of eight immortals, on which two white candles stand, and in the middle is a bowl of raw rice, on which a pair of chopsticks are inserted upside down.

In addition, there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and the pen is an ordinary signature pen, but the paint inside is red.

The paper is also regular A4 paper, but the runes are drawn on it in advance.

The overall style here is full of mystery, horror and other elements, which is completely different from the following.

"Sit down, these A4 papers are the road to the underworld, and in a moment you can write on them the person you are looking for and tell me the date of this person's death. When the time comes, I'll cast a spell and ask the demon to bring someone up. ”

Aunt Mei handed over a piece of paper, Feng Ji took it casually, and looked carefully at the talisman on it.

It seems that this talisman is natural, and the pen and ink are smooth.

"Aunt Mei, why did you ask about the date of death?" Ah Onion couldn't help but ask.

Aunt Mei chuckled: "The living tell fortunes and ask about their birthdays, and the dead certainly ask about their deaths." ”

For the dead, the date of death is naturally the time when they become ghosts, which can be regarded as the day of the birth of ghosts, and the birth of an alternative kind.

Feng Ji picked up the pen and thought about it, but he didn't know who to write.

He originally wanted to write about the bald ghost, but he hadn't found out the origin of the bald ghost, so naturally he had no way of knowing the date of the other party's death.

Feng Ji glanced around, and suddenly saw a newspaper of the day not far away.

Above is a car accident news, and the news has the girl's name and birth date written in the news.

"The deceased Lin Sitong, 26 years old, worked as a model......"

The newspaper is today, and so is the date of death.

Feng Ji casually wrote down this person's information, and he handed the road to the other party.

Aunt Mei took the ticket and said, "Who is this person?" ”

"Friends." Feng Ji said casually.

His purpose is naturally not the ghost of this girl named Lin Sitong, what he wants to see is how the other party casts spells and how he asks the ghost to send him.

Standing aside at the moment, he watched Aunt Mei prepare with great interest.

saw Aunt Mei light the two incense candles on the table, and then lit the guide and gently placed it in the empty bowl on the side.

Then I saw her take off her glasses, pull the rice bowl over, and gently peel off the surface of the rice, revealing a hard-boiled egg.

But I saw Aunt Mei gently inserting rice grains, closing her eyes, and chanting words in her mouth.

Her fingers were slender and her nails were blue and faint, and they looked very strange in the candlelight.

As she continued to insert the rice, the rice grains jumped, and there seemed to be a cool breeze blowing in the air.

Ah Leng was a little nervous, and hurriedly retreated a little, a little closer to Feng Ji's side.

Feng Ji's spiritual sense had already covered his eyes, and the eyes of heaven were opened, staring at Aunt Mei.

After a while, the strange words in Aunt Mei's mouth suddenly became even more bizarre.

Her emphasis also instantly became gloomy.

In the air, the yin qi was strong, and the temperature dropped sharply by a few degrees.

Ah Onion couldn't help but tremble, hurriedly picked up the jade pendant, put it on his eyelids, and looked around nervously.

Suddenly, the candle flame flickered, and a shadow slowly appeared beside Aunt Mei.

Feng Ji stared at this figure, his spiritual sense was powerful, and it was clearer than what Ah Onion could see with a jade pendant.

It was a middle-aged man, who looked pale and had no obvious injuries on his body.

He was wearing a black suit and a top hat, his eyes were blurred, he first glanced at Feng Ji and A Onion, and saw that the two were also looking at him, and couldn't help but be surprised.

But without much thought, he scooped up the ashes of the burning guide, took out a guide, and after glancing at it, he quickly disappeared.

A moment later, in the air, the wind howled again, and a female ghost with an embarrassed figure and covered in blood appeared in the house.

Her face was full of horror and she cried out, "Where is this? Where is this? Who are you? Please, let me go, let me go, woo woo ......"

Before the female ghost could react, suddenly the man in the suit pushed the female ghost onto Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei raised her head suddenly, and her whole voice changed to that of the female ghost, and she shouted quickly: "Where am I? Who are you? Who are you? ”

The man in the suit laughed, turned his head and grinned at Feng Ji and the others, and suddenly grabbed it.

Suddenly, the female ghost was caught again and pushed towards Feng Ji.

He actually wanted this female ghost to get on Feng Ji's body!

Feng Ji was not panicked, he saw him wave his hand lightly, and suddenly his mana surged out.

It turned into a fierce sword aura in the air, and slashed towards the ghost with a roar!

The ghost was instantly surprised, and immediately retreated to dodge!

Poof!

Suddenly, the walls of the room were pierced by sword qi.

The ghost cha immediately shouted in horror: "Six-vein divine sword? ”

This time, Feng Ji was surprised, and he suddenly shouted: "Do you recognize the Six-Vein Divine Sword?" ”

The ghost looked flustered, and immediately the yin qi dissipated, and disappeared quickly!

Feng Ji's expression sank, and he immediately turned around and looked at Aunt Mei.

saw that Aunt Mei had recovered, and the ghost was on her body just now, which didn't seem to have any effect on her.

She stared at Feng Ji deadly: "Do you know the Dao Technique Six Veins Divine Sword?" Are you from the Duan family? ”

Feng Ji's eyes skyrocketed: "You also know the Six-Vein Divine Sword?" ”

Aunt Mei didn't speak, and kicked out suddenly.

Crash!

The entire Eight Immortals Table flipped up and slammed into Feng Ji!

Feng Ji punched out casually!

Bang!

In an instant, the Eight Immortals Table exploded directly!

When I looked up again, Aunt Mei jumped up and had already jumped from the window on the second floor!

Feng Ji immediately ran wildly to chase it out, but saw that Aunt Mei's body was like electricity, and the height of the second floor seemed to be no difficulty or danger for her, she stepped on the air conditioner, kept jumping and running, and fled quickly to the street.

Feng Ji looked surprised, this Aunt Mei actually knows kung fu?

He originally thought that the spiritual energy in this world was exhausted, and no one knew martial arts for a long time, but the appearance of Aunt Mei made him greatly stunned.

He didn't think about it, his figure jumped up, and he directly used light skills to catch up!

Hula!

Feng Ji is extremely light, often with a little bit of strength, he flies out of seven or eight zhang, and under the surge of his speed, he only sees him constantly roaring in the air, as if he has never landed.

Some passers-by on the street exclaimed in surprise when they saw this scene, and picked up their mobile phones to take pictures wildly.

But they followed too slowly, and almost as soon as they raised their mobile phones, Feng Ji had already disappeared.

Almost a few breaths later, Feng Ji had already caught up with Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei ran wildly on the street, and after a glance, her face suddenly changed again!

"Light work? You...... You're from the 2002 bureau! ”

She exclaimed, there was no road ahead, it was a parking lot.

At that moment, she turned over and jumped, jumped into a car, and turned to stare at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji also stopped and looked at Aunt Mei: "What 2002 bureau?" What do you run? ”

Aunt Mei was stunned for a moment, and looked at Feng Ji a little strangely: "You don't know about the 2002 bureau?" ”

Feng Ji shook his head: "I don't know, I'm curious, how do you know that I am using the Six-Vein Divine Sword?" Also, what the hell is going on with that ghost just now? Why did he also know about the Six-Vein Divine Sword? ”

Aunt Mei looked at Feng Ji suspiciously, and asked, "Are you surnamed Duan, or is your surname Murong?" ”

Feng Ji was surprised in his heart and said, "No, my surname is Feng." ”

"Impossible! In this world, the only people who can use the Dao technique of [Six Veins Divine Sword] are the Murong family and the Duan family! ”

Feng Ji had some vague speculation in his heart, but he didn't dare to be sure, so he just asked in a deep voice, "As for me to lie to you?" It's easy to catch you. ”

"You...... You really weren't from the 2002 bureau? ”

"I said, I don't know what the 2002 bureau is."

Aunt Mei's expression changed for a while, some of her aftermath of life, and some surprises.

She thought for a moment and said, "Then where did you learn this Dao technique?" ”

Feng Ji shook his head: "You answer my question first." ”

Aunt Mei's eyes flickered, and she nodded, "Okay, I'll talk first...... Rumble! ”

She made a sudden move, kicked a rearview mirror away, and shot at Feng Ji with a bang.

Feng Ji shook his head slightly, a little disappointed, and said, "Don't play with me with these thoughts." ”

"You didn't know where I was when I killed someone."

Whew-

In the air, Feng Ji's figure flickered, and an afterimage flashed.

When she reappeared, Aunt Mei's neck was already held by a big hand, and as long as Feng Ji pinched it gently, she would die immediately.

However, at this moment, suddenly behind Feng Ji, the yin wind struck, and the terrifying yin wind wailed and roared.

Feng Ji didn't seem surprised, and the corners of his mouth grinned: "You followed all the way, and you were finally willing to come out?" ”

The yin wind smashed on Feng Ji's body, Feng Ji suddenly swelled with jade light, and his skin was like a crystal jade!

The whole body roared and vibrated with qi and blood.

——!

The yin qi behind him is like water entering an oil pot, evaporating instantly, and there is a sizzling sound!

I could only hear a shrill wailing voice!

"Ahh

Aunt Mei's face suddenly changed greatly, and she shouted behind Feng Ji: "Husband! ”

Feng Ji turned around slowly, with surprise on his face: "This ghost, is it your husband?" ”

But in the distance, the ghost in the suit, who was almost dimmed by Feng Ji's blood and blood, stared at Feng Ji with a frightened face.

"Buddhism? No, no, this body refining method, although there are signs of [Immovable Ming King Method], but it is a Buddhist exercise, in your body refining technique, there is no Buddhist light in this body refining method, but Taoist exercises! You...... Who are you? ”

This time, it was Feng Ji's turn to be surprised.

The other party can even see the traces of the magic power of Buddhism [Fudo Ming King Method] in his own exercises.

You must know that the method of refining your body [Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable Skill] evolved from Grandma Tong's [Eight Desolations and Six Combinations of Solitary Divine Skills].

And [Eight Desolations and Six Combinations of Divine Skills] is Xiaoyaozi's enlightenment from the divine power of Buddhism [Fudo Ming King Law].

If this person hadn't seen the [Immovable Ming King Method], he would definitely not have recognized the origin of his Dao technique.

Feng Ji was greatly surprised, how did the people of this world know the Dao technique of the Heavenly Dragon World?

You must know that even the people of the Tianlong World have long forgotten the Dao Method, and most of all the Dao Techniques have been lost, and even if they remain, they have all degenerated into martial arts secrets.

(End of chapter)