In a deserted photo gallery.

There was a dark room with photographs on the walls, some of which were lifelike and like living people, while others were slightly blurry and not so clear.

On the wall behind the photograph, intricate lines are drawn, twisted like interlaced musical notes, or like the blood stains left behind by the twisted blood of a snake before it died.

If you look closely, you will find that this two-dimensional picture on the wall seems to have become a remote and profound space, mysterious and strange.

At the knots of the lines, in the looming depth, there seem to be eyes that exist.

And under the wall covered with photographs, there is a tablet with an eye-like symbol depicted on it, gloomy and eerie.

In front of the tablet there is another incense burner, and there is a stick of yellow incense in the hand in the incense burner.

Suddenly, a large photo frame on the wall in front of him suddenly burned, and in just a moment, it had been burned and distorted, unrecognizable, and the bottom glue of the photo was still there, but the portrait on it was gone.

He was a little shocked, nothing like this had ever happened.

I looked at it for a long time, and made sure that nothing happened again, and no one broke into my photo studio, so I took down the photo frame, there was nothing wrong with the wooden photo frame, not even a little hot temperature, and I reached out and pinched the film, and there was no residual temperature.

"What kind of spell is this?"

Li Fei thought in shock in his heart: "Who broke my law again?"

He put the photo down, picked up his phone, went outside, and pulled out a number.

"Han Lingling's soul photo has been burned?" Li Fei said.

"What's going on?"

"I don't know, suddenly it burned, the film frame was intact, and the people in it were gone. Li Fei said.

"That's broken, then we have to check where she is today, whether she found us, but, as far as we know, no one in her team can have this ability to break your soul dementor camera's soul qi spell in the air. The person on the phone said.

"Okay, I'll check it out later. Li Fei said: "However, we must also be prepared, everyone will hide first." ”

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It was another sunny morning, and the sun was shining.

Kui Lin went out to eat a bowl of noodles again, and he was thinking all the way that if his spirit hall was to reopen, he should recruit an apprentice.

Otherwise, you can't afford to spend time on the odds and ends.

Before returning to the mourning hall, there was a young man waiting at the door, and the young man was wearing a very old robe.

In this world, there has been a great fusion of clothing styles, and suits are also liked by many people in Daxia, but those who are in the real big family still like to wear robes.

However, this kind of robe has also been changed, for example, Kui Lin himself is wearing a modified short robe, which is very good-looking.

The young man was dressed in a robe.

When Kui Lin appeared, he immediately stepped forward and asked, "Excuse me, is it Curator Kui Lin?"

Kui Lin was slightly stunned, it was the first time that someone called him the curator, but he soon understood that he was the only heir of the Kui Clan's Spirit Pavilion, and he believed that the documents would come down soon.

"I'm Kui Lin. ”

The young man took out a hard-shell invitation from his sleeve, handed it over, and said, "We, the third young lady, will hold a sixteenth birthday banquet at the Mid-Levels Garden tomorrow evening, and after the lord knew that the curator was back, he asked me to send an invitation, hoping that the curator could attend the third lady's birthday banquet." “

"I don't know who your master is?" asked Kui Lin.

"My lord's surname is Qin. The young man said.

"Oh, it turned out to be Uncle Qin, I must be here tomorrow. Kui Lin said.

He took the invitation card, and recalled the relationship between this Qin Bo and his father in his mind.

In my memory, my father's best friend is Qin Ruhai, and the two families often move around, but in my impression, Miss Qin San was still relatively young.

And Kui Lin has not been seen since he entered the spiritual academy five years ago.

Qin Ruhai is a very famous person in this Shanghai city, and it can even be said that Kui Lin's father Kui Shifeng made friends with him back then, after all, although his father was the director of the Spirit Pavilion, he had never been able to get a third-level certificate.

The third-level certificate is a threshold, if the first-level and second-level certificates can be obtained through hard work, then the third-level certificate is really stepping into the extraordinary threshold.

Level 3, breaking the limits of mortal soul and body.

When he returned home, Kui Lin opened the invitation card and saw: "I sincerely invite Mr. Kui Lin, the curator of the Kui Clan's Spirit Hall, to attend Miss Qin San's birthday banquet at the Mid-Levels Hall on the evening of the thirteenth of this month. ”

Kui Lin looked at the words on the invitation card on the table, and recalled the impression of this Miss Qin San in his memory, which was a little vague, she was just a girl at that time, and now she should have changed a lot.

However, now that I've come back, I should get to know the people here again.

Although he doesn't like trouble, he is not the kind of person who likes to be withdrawn, but it doesn't hurt to take a look, after all, if he wants to live here in the future, he should expand his business scope, and the advertising should start at Miss Qin San's birthday party.

Kui Lin returned to the balcony on the third floor, took out his mobile phone, and began to browse the news.

The news of this world has more supernatural events than the original world, but Kui Lin knew at a glance that it was all briefly described in the Spring and Autumn Period, and it was often what happened there, and then it was solved by the relevant departments.

Spiritual things are not so easy to solve, although now that science and technology are very developed, especially the special medicine, it is of great help to cultivators, and it also makes the monks who have been slowly declining develop vigorously again in this new era.

And the cultivation method is also more detailed and scientific.

After watching some news, and watching the dancing and various embarrassing performances in the short video, I was relaxed, so I leaned back on the rattan chair and fell asleep.

He's been a little drowsy lately, and he's been doing so since he's been able to do so, and it's probably going to take a while for him to recover.

The sun shines on the face, the feet are on the small table, and there are not many tourists in the alley downstairs, but there are always some tourists who like to take some special scenery to build the beauty in their hearts, such as the Kui Lin lying in the sun on the balcony on the third floor, which will always be photographed by others in the camera.

The sun was sinking in the west, the brightness turned dim, Kui Lin was lying on the windowsill and had not woken up, his figure was slowly shrouded in the night, becoming hazy.

Li Fei pushed open the door of his photo gallery and entered the inner room.

Go to a dark room and wash out the faces.

Light a white candle and look at the person in the photo by the fire.