After blocking the blow for the vine, the boy's cry for help became even louder. There were also faint sobbing. The one who cried in fright must not be fake Zhang Qi, right? It was really laborious to hold the belt of an adult man, so Siling had to quietly Stuff the backpack inside to free up your hands to do more things.

She was obsessed with strengthening the attack power of the vines, when suddenly her vision went dark.

The strong smell of leaf juice spread over the surface. She remembered that the half of the vine didn't seem to be that long, right? This thought flashed past, and now she was worried about whether the vine could withstand the attack of the three people.

He turned around and restrained "Zhang Qi" who was trying to cause destruction, pretending to be a little white flower trying to be strong, "Zhang Qi~" vomit——

He swallowed back the "fear" on his lips. "Yao Shujian, don't fucking choke me, you act like a bitch!" "Zhang Qi" who had just been hugged was still struggling desperately, and another one came out from behind. Cheng Yaojin, this girl is not a good person!

Si Ling could no longer move, so she could only kick the tree beside her vigorously. The four people who were tied together rolled out in an instant.

"Don't trigger the killing array!" Fake Zhang Qi shouted, but the other three people had no time to take care of it. Two legs hooked the fake Zhang Qi and the girl who were trying to slow down, twisting themselves as if they were about to be cooked. , get out of here and go far away

As they were going downstairs, they passed by three other people at the top of the stairs. The boy in the lead was very tall and seemed to have the word cynicism written on his face. As he passed by, he whistled at Si Ling.

"Would you like to take your sister to have sex? Girl, I have a greater chance of winning. Let your brother have fun, and he will protect you..."

Originally she thought the relationship between the two parties was just competition, but the other party treated her like a decoration, and his frivolous tone made Siling feel uncomfortable from head to toe.

She took two steps towards the speaker, looked him up and down, looked disappointed, curled her lips, and shook her head slightly.

This method is simple and effective, and works almost every time. Especially in front of ordinary men, there is no need to say a word, but it is full of insults. As expected, the man who had just spoken frivolously slapped her in the face, and Fang was Mu Zhi pressed his wrist and said, "Don't force me to do it."

I don’t know what method Fang Muzhi used. He just held his wrist. The boy’s face was covered with sweat and his lips were losing color, but he still had to hold on forcefully and refused to show his cowardice: “It’s just a dying man. People, I just don’t care about you."

As soon as these words came out, the surrounding air suddenly froze. But the man smiled proudly.

Si Ling felt that if he were Fang Muzhi, he would definitely break this guy's wrist. But Fang Muzhi didn't, he just said calmly: "Then you can try touching her again. I guarantee you won't see the second one." Two days of sun.”

"I'm sorry." The girl behind the man took a step forward, "My brother is spoiled. It's not because of you." After saying that, he slapped the boy with his backhand and pushed the two boys on the head. He left without looking back.

She didn't stop the boy when he said something frivolous, and she didn't say anything when she angered Fang Muzhi, but she stood up to uphold justice at this time. It was more like running away than apologizing. She was obviously afraid of Fang Muzhi's threat. Make it clear to protect shortcomings.

The Eight Feng Shui Famous Families originally referred to the eight major schools. However, some of them gradually transformed into intra-family inheritance. The skills were no longer passed on to the outside world. Among them, the four major clans of Jiang, Zhou, Zong, and Leng were the first. Although there were many talents and unparalleled scenery at one time, in the academic world

It has a very high reputation. However, metaphysics and Feng Shui is a knowledge that relies heavily on talent. Buddhism and Taoism all select apprentices with good qualifications. From generation to generation, the clan’s position in the Feng Shui world has been increasingly shaken. Nowadays, the younger generation has to be let go.

Seniors participate in official departments such as Bureau 749 in order to prove their strength.

"The three people just now are the outstanding ones among the younger generations of the Jiang family, Jiang Zhengxing, Jiang Zhengmin, and Jiang Zhengyan." Zhou Xian'an and Si Ling walked at the end, talking to her about the gossip in the Feng Shui world.

"Where is Jiang Yu?" As soon as Si Ling said these words, he realized that he shouldn't ask, and said hurriedly: "I'm sorry."

Zhou Xian'an smiled and shook his head: "Jiang Yu was originally a direct descendant of the Jiang family. When she was born, the prophet just made the last prophecy: the Buddha will be reincarnated and the child will be born in the eight major clans. Jiang Yu's father

She concluded that the child in her wife's belly must be the reincarnation of the Buddha, but she did not expect to find out that she was a girl after birth. Angry, Jiang Yu's father suffered a stroke and was ashamed of Jiang Yu. Therefore, she was not included in the family tree. She also changed the name Jiang Yu herself.

Yes, the person with the character Yu on the family tree is the person with the character Yu. She was almost beaten to death because of this name. She hid in my house for more than a month..." When Zhou Xian'an talked about Jiang Yu, he smiled softly. He turned back and looked towards

Jiang Zhengxing looked in the direction where the others left, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and he muttered, "Tiger poison does not eat its seeds."

Si Ling looked at his expression and did not dare to ask further questions. She told him what she had just discovered in the office and asked by the way: "What is written in the documents downstairs?"

The other party shook his head, "I don't see any problems. Mo Bin has been chasing the last case for three years. The criminals have always released smoke bombs at the time and place. The breakthrough point is a suspicious vehicle discovered by a traffic policeman. Follow this line directly

The largest den in the country was taken away. It was the biggest case solved in recent years. Even the traffic policeman named Yu De was awarded a certificate. The latest case he took over was said to have replaced the one that was taken away last time.

The line has become the downline of Thai freight. But there is no clue about the information on the domestic side. I think it has little to do with the case started by Mo Bin. The last report was quite satisfactory and the case has been closed, and the new case has not yet touched the substance.

Criminals. And even if lawless personnel seek revenge, they should immediately target the front-line police officers. There is no reason to go directly behind enemy lines to capture Mo Bin, a civilian."

Lu Mang echoed: "Colleagues in the first team also commented that Mo Bin was in the office almost every day. I heard that he worked very hard for this job evaluation. It is said that he kept calling on his mobile phone even after eating. I heard that it was because of the team

Someone there went to follow a line secretly, and something happened. Mo Bin was also punished because of this, so he worked even harder."

"Is your name Zhang Le? I just saw the report on this matter on Mo Bin's desk. It said that Zhang Le and traffic policeman Yu De grew up together and were at the same time in the police academy. The two of them had an affair while on vacation.

Unexpected." Si Ling sighed.

At least according to the report, Mo Bin's disappearance has nothing to do with work.

After dinner, they returned to Mo Bin's office again.

When I came back this time, I got quite a harvest. Except for the back of the desk, the entire office walls, floor, and even the ceiling were covered with various talismans. Zhou Xian'an stood there stunned and murmured: "It turns out there are really people who are willing to do this."

Are you using this method in exchange for career advancement?"

The densely written runes here are all used to borrow fortune. Not only everyone who comes into contact with him, but also all the Feng Shui fortunes around him will be attracted here because of these runes.

"But in this case, this room must have too much yang energy. How can Mo Bin survive here is a question, let alone spend time in the office every day?" Zhou Xian'an walked around the room, "In addition to Buddhist scriptures, there are also

Bibles, Taoist talismans, and English crosses? Tsk tsk tsk, you really can’t survive without going crazy. Did he use some method to make these runes take effect specifically at night?"

"Of course not. If you give up the day, how can you call him a madman? In order to offset these fortune-telling runes, Mo Bin raised ghosts." Fang Muzhi's eyes fell on the table just now, "This tabletop is not for carving runes.

Wen Cai took it off. It is not the same set as the table. If I guess correctly, this tabletop itself is a Thai Buddhist amulet."

He stopped Si Ling from stepping forward and said, "Don't touch it. It is now a tampered Buddha amulet."

Zhou Xian'an was stunned for a moment, then squatted down and looked at the table, "Sure enough, I said Jiang Zhengxing and those people must be holding back revenge. They actually tampered with this place."

"Trespassing? On the table?" Siling asked.

Fang Muzhi pointed to the four corners on the back of the table and asked Si Ling to look at it together, "The Buddhist amulets are also commonly known as raising imps. Imps are full of resentment and want to suck people's blood. Especially for ordinary people, or to suppress them.

People who can't control them. And the way to draw blood from Buddha amulets is naturally to let people drip blood. Those people made formations at the four corners of the table. If you are not careful, it is still very easy to cut your finger."

"Being caught by a brat must be a deduction, right? These people are very thoughtful. I guess the brat has already been taken in, right?" Zhou Xian'an pursed his lips.

Fang Muzhi put his hand on the table, and a drop of blood slipped down, "No, it's here. I had already dripped blood when I came here during the day."

A little baby appeared in the center of the room and called out in a sweet voice, "Master."

No wonder Fang Muzhi just added an adjective - "people who suppress more than just them".

Si Ling heard Fang Muzhi continue: "Mo Bin's memory only has fragments. Let's see what the brats in this room know."

The story gradually became clear from the little ghost's mouth, because Zhang Le's incident affected Mo Bin's promotion and professional title. All Mo Bin's previous efforts were ruined. I don't know whose advice he followed, and he gradually believed in Feng Shui to change his destiny.

In terms of luck, he is the kind of person who either doesn't do it or leaves no way out for himself. Not only is the room filled with fortune-changing talismans, but also in order to offset this excessive yang energy, he invites you not to

A ghost with extremely strong Shaoyin energy.

As far as Xiaogui knows, there have been four or five evil ghosts gathered in this office. Mo Bin initially agreed to the evil ghosts' conditions, but as the number of ghosts increased, Mo Bin found that these ghosts were not easy to deal with, and there were many more

The ghosts just came to seek their lives. So Mo Bin began to clear the obstacles one by one, regardless of whether he had made a promise or not.

That's why there were so many different runes on the back of the table. He couldn't even remember how many ghosts he had invited back.

"I originally made a blood contract with Mo Bin. I don't want much, I just want him to agree to share half of my money. But Mo Bin is playing tricks on me here. What I want is his blood."

He took a pile of paper notes and tried to prevaricate me. Where in the world can such a good thing happen?" As the kid spoke, his voice gradually became sharper, and blood began to ooze from his body.

Fang Muzhi coughed, and the kid instantly shriveled up again, making a face that looked like weeping.

"He burned the paper money circulating in the world to you?" Fang Muzhi asked.

The kid nodded: "Yes."

Mo Bin invited a group of ghosts and gods back, and he couldn't even figure out what exactly he was agreeing to. When he saw the kid nodding, Sling felt a little ridiculous, just for promotion? He didn't even know what he was doing? Who was he dealing with?

Even before Mo Bin died, he felt that the kid had broken his promise, thinking that he had indeed burnt half of the property he promised.

"So you killed him?" Fang Muzhi continued to ask the kid.

The kid waved his hands after hearing Fang Muzhi's words and explained: "It's not me. There is a blood contract between us, which cannot be broken at will. Even if he invites the Buddhist altar back, I can only retaliate through backlash, and I cannot kill him directly.

But if you want to ask where Mo Bin has gone, I know. He has believed in a cult this past week, which is said to be called the Lotus Empress. I only heard that it is a fierce ghost and will never make deals with people.

.Maybe Mo Bin was killed by her?"

The kid looked at Fang Muzhi as he said, "What I said is true. Not only did he invite the Buddhist altar back, he also ground it into powder and drank it. Moreover, there were more than one ghost in the office who was driven out of his mind by him.

Just..." In order to convince Fang Muzhi, it gave several examples in succession. From the origin of the ghost to the result, it was clear and well-founded.

"After seeing it, there is no doubt that it is the truth."

Si Ling went behind the desk again, and she remembered that there was a postcard in the drawer, and it seemed to have a picture of some kind of temple to the empress.

"Lotus Lady." She looked at the postcard. On the front was a temple with the words "Believe in Truth, Goodness and Beauty" and on the back was the address, which was in a town in the suburbs.

If that's right, you should be able to find Mo Bin there, right?

It only took one day. Only half of the originally prescribed three days had passed. Unexpectedly, the second level was much simpler than the first level.

Just as he was thinking of this, a series of footsteps sounded in the stairwell. Zhou Xianan stretched out his legs, pulled Lu Mang and chased him out, "No, there are three corner climbers at the door!"

"Let's go." Fang Mu raised his hand, and the little devil just disappeared.

Si Ling glanced at the office again and asked Fang Muzhi: "When did you subdue this little devil?"

Fang Muzhi closed the door of his office, "I discovered it as soon as I entered the office."

"Isn't it after the table is turned over?" Siling raised her head and asked him.

"No. I was afraid that you would touch me randomly and I would bleed immediately." Fang Muzhi walked in front and added: "I can't wait until something happens to you before I save you. It will be troublesome."

"Oh." Si Ling took two steps after him and turned to look at him: "Oh, if you care, just tell me."

"No way."

"that is."

It wasn't until he saw that Fang Muzhi's ears were red that Si Ling got down to business with satisfaction: "When I was sitting behind the desk, I felt dizzy. If you had subdued this little devil by that time, it doesn't make sense, right?"

…

Sure enough, the three people arrived at the Lotus Empress Temple ahead of Si Ling, and found Mo Bin's body here. When they found him, he was completely unrecognizable. Although everything had settled, Si Ling still briefly checked the body.

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"Ghosts and gods harm people, it is better to say that they are destroying themselves." Jiang Zhengxing looked at the group of people who came after them, with a proud look on his face, and shook the phone in his hand: "Mr. Fan, we have found the answer.

Yes, at the Lotus Empress Temple...Okay...I'll go find you now..."

"Do you have an answer?" Fang Muzhi asked.

"Maybe?" Si Ling looked at Fang Muzhi. Although they were together from beginning to end, the score might still be affected by differences in details. Si Ling was a little hesitant about what he saw, "I have to take a nap.
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