Exorcism and suppression of evil spirits

Feng Li, as the new Master of the Feng family among the six sects, naturally recognizes the face of Chi You, the head of the Chi family.

His brows couldn't help but furrow, both in surprise because the sinister aura was Chi You's, and because of the content of his words.

One person and one ghost were both saying the same thing, so naturally their words were not false, but Feng Li could not stand this kind of "unrepentant love". Feng Li's right hand formed a seal in a flowing manner, with his long index and middle fingers together in front of his body, and faintly said, "Retreat."

An invisible flame rises from the sky, slightly distorting the air. The crowd was surrounded by the flame, and the fire, which was raised by the yang energy, could dispel all evil spirits and ghosts, and in severe cases, could even burn their souls into oblivion.

Chi You, who was watching Jiang Luo with interest, finally turned his head to Feng Li.

As the flames approached, Chi You narrowed his eyes slightly, and as if he could not fight against the invisible flames, he finally peeled himself away from Jiang Luo and disappeared without a trace.

Feng Li calmly lowered his hand, and when he looked at Jiang Luo, his brows frowned again, and he said in a harsh tone, "People and ghosts have different paths. He has already transformed into a ghost, what are you still hoping for?"

Jiang Luo watched as Chi You was dispersed by Feng Li with a single word, and he wondered in his heart, was Feng Li that powerful?

The main character's attack in the original book was so strong?

"Mr. Feng," Jiang Luo looked disoriented, "he's just keeping me company, he's not going to hurt me."

Feng Li had more than a few faintly mocking smiles on his face, "It won't hurt you?"

He looked around at the circle of Feng Clan disciples, pointing out a few geniuses who had always been favored in the gazes of many people in anticipation, and then looked at Jiang Luo , "You and a few of them, come and find me at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon."

Feng Li paused, his light-colored eyes looking deeply at Jiang Luo, "I'll show you whether evil spirits can hurt people or not."

When she finished speaking, Feng Li turned around and left the garden.

Jiang Luo sighed against the envious and jealous eyes of the crowd.

Feng Li is too strong, if we can befriend him, it is naturally the best result. But Feng Li's attitude is a good teacher, to put it bluntly, is the only one, only this one say no character, it is enough to see that the main character of the original book attack is not easy to deal with.

And Feng Li's words came out of nowhere, catching Jiang Luo off guard. To the casual observer, one would be thankful for such an opportunity, but Jiang Luo doesn't believe that someone's kindness can come so suddenly.

He sighed again and left the garden followed closely by the crowd.

The planned excursion was put on hold, but the Birch University folks prepared a potluck dinner.

They also realized only after they returned to the hotel that a number of the contestants had been injured.

Compared to the others, the people from Birch University were really lucky. Especially Sai Liaoer, who was full of lucky points, was a great contrast to Jiang Luo.

They specifically ran to the field to prepare to eat buffet barbecue, set up the iron frame out of the ingredients, Lu Youyi also picked some local mushrooms, almost mixed in the kebabs for the crowd to eat the belly.

Next to the picnic site there is a small piece of maple forest, only in May the maple forest is still bright green color. Jiang Luo asked Wen Renlian for a cigarette and ran to the side to smoke, looking at the dazzling natural scenery, the mood slowly quiet down.

After a few moments, Wenren Lian came over and handed him a bottle of water, smiling, "In a good mood?"

Jiang Luo smiled, "I'm always in a good mood."

Wenren Lian leisurely said, "They can't see it, but I won't be able to. Jiang Luo, didn't you notice?"

He nodded at Jiang Luo's chest area from a distance and laughed, "Since Chi You's death, your mood has become a bit off."

"It's as if something is pushing you to keep moving forward," Wen Renlian said softly, "You're getting more and more anxious, as if you're like a man in the back, imminent, and if you don't do something it's going to be too late.......You said, "You said, "How long has it been since you really relaxed?"

Jiang Luo gave a thumbs up and admired, "Wenren, awesome."

Wenren smiled and sighed again, "What exactly are you worried about?"

Jiang Luo did not comment on Wen Renlian's statement.

Wen Renlian was keenly aware that something was wrong with his emotions; in fact, ever since being killed by Chi You eighteen times in his dreams, Jiang Luo's emotions had been on the verge of insanity and sanity.

It's a horrible thing to be killed once, but Jiang Luo has been killed by Chi You again and again in eighteen different ways, and to wake up and open his eyes in a rational way is a feat of willpower.

But the damage is still deeply engraved in his mind, and Jiang Luo's spirituality, no matter how much he tries to return to normalcy, has a slight trace of Chi You-like insanity.

He accepts his companion's concern, but it's not good to talk about spirituality, and unless he can kill Chi You back that many times as well, any more words will be empty.

Jiang Luo smiled, "I hadn't participated in such a big competition before, I was a little bit nervous, but I felt much better after the two matches."

Wenrenren didn't say anything else, and after chatting with him for a while, he thoughtfully gave him a separate space and went back to the barbecue group.

Jiang Luo took a deep breath and squinted at the colorful butterflies flying past him, the narrow tails of his eyes picking up, just as he was admiring the scenery in front of him, a cloudy wind suddenly blew from behind him, violently blowing Jiang Luo's hair to cover his face.

"...... Grass," Jiang Luo sullenly re-tied his hair, "cut it in the morning."

Tonight's barbecue is very enjoyable, they also ordered a lot of local food in Yunnan, barley wine this thing, Jiang Luo drink always feel a little strange, with the ghee tea is not very adaptable.

After a relaxing night, Jiang Luo slept in the next day and woke up in the afternoon, and after dinner he planned to get his hair cut.

But he looked for three barbershops in a row, and none of them were open. Jiang Luo simply bought a pair of scissors and went back to the hotel and looked in the mirror to cut himself a short haircut.

He left the length of the reserve, and was about to "click" a cut, but found that the open scissors, but can not be pressed back.

Jiang Luo's expression sank.

His hand holding the scissors kept exerting more and more force, his fingertips were slightly white against the scissors, and even though it hurt his fingers to hold them, the wide-open scissors didn't show the slightest sign of coming together.

Jiang Luo looked up into the mirror.

In the mirror, his long hair was draped over his shoulders, and his black hair unfolded like silk over his shoulders. The black hair in front of his forehead was slightly closed like a lotus flower, falling just on either side of the youth's beautiful declining brow.

Jiang Luo loosened his grip on the scissors, and the silver-colored scissors fell heavily to the ground, smashing with a crisp clang.

The twin blades that had been unable to close finally did so the moment they hit the ground.

Jiang Luo's eyebrows were gloomy, and a line of slow, watermarked writing appeared steeply on the mirror: I still like you with long hair.

Chi You.

Jiang Luo gritted his teeth in his mind as he read the name.

He almost hated to skin him, to draw his tendons, and to taste if his blood tasted as boring as he showed it to be.

What a fucking cunt.

It's none of your business if I get a haircut.

Jiang Luo coldly watched the line of words from appearance to disappearance, the alarm bell reminding the time outside rang, and Lu Youyi loudly said, "Jiang Luo, you should go find Feng Li!"

Jiang Luo suppressed his anger, ignored the mirror and went out of the bathroom.

The door slammed shut with a loud bang.

*

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Jiang Luo appeared in front of Feng Li on time.

When he arrived, several others had already arrived. Seeing Jiang Luo come so late, those few Feng Clan disciples who regarded Feng Li as a heavenly god almost didn't stare Jiang Luo out of two holes.

Jiang Luo stood calmly at one side, Feng Li glanced at him lightly and did not say anything, but got up and said, "Let's go."

The group got into the car, and in the car, someone else respectfully asked, "Mr. Feng, where are we going?"

"I've been asked to take care of a small matter," Feng Li said lightly, "and you'll be watching."

Several people responded with a yes.

An hour later, the vehicle stopped in front of a mansion. Feng Li was the first to get out of the car, and the rest of the group followed behind him, entering the mansion without a second glance.

Before even walking into the main hall, someone hurriedly greeted him, a haggard looking young man in his twenties, "Mr. Feng, you're finally here!"

Feng Li nodded slightly, and the young man breathed a sigh of relief as if he had seen a lifesaver, "Come in."

The mansion was divided into two floors, with the first floor having a size of one hundred and fifty square feet. As soon as he entered, Feng Li stopped walking, turned his head to look at Jiang Luo and asked, "What do you see?"

Jiang Luo side of a person called Wang Santan solemn said: "The compound in the kan position planted a pine and cypress, pine and cypress can suppress the house to resolve the brake, kan water born wood, pine and cypress doubled the utility, evergreen."

Another person said, "The entrance door has placed a Pomelo Pine, which can drive away evil spirits and disasters, and attract wealth and treasure. Inside the house, there is also a Buddha's belly bamboo, which has a Zen theory and is one of the plants that demons and monsters are afraid of to avoid evil spirits. I see that this residence has many things to suppress the house, there are also rich and noble face, the owner of the residence must also be rich and noble people."

Wang Santan seemed to think he hadn't said as much as he had, and bowed his head with a chagrined look on his face.

Feng Li nodded his head, not saying yes or no, but looked at Jiang Luo, "What do you think."

Jiang Luo said in a serious manner, "I think this family must have met a lot of evil things."