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Chapter 106

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    Ding Sijing was taken aback when he heard Song Fengchen's endless words.

    Unexpectedly, Song Fengchen flipped his wrist, and there were three more talisman papers between his two fingers, only to hear a cold shout: "Chi——"

    The talisman paper swung out turned into a golden light, rushing towards Ding Sijing.

    What happened so suddenly, the needle-sized golden light slowly enlarged in his pupils, he looked terrified, and subconsciously raised his hands to cover his face.

    At the next moment, a gust of wind passed over his head, followed by a shrill scream out of thin air.

    There were two more muffled bangs in a row, as if something hit the wall and then fell to the ground.  Ding Sijing's heart was pounding, and he slowly put down his hands, sweating all over his head, obviously lingering fear.

    While swallowing, he turned his head tremblingly.

    At the corner of the wall, the diffuse black mist gradually dissipated, and a young female ghost in a red dress appeared in everyone's sight.

    The female ghost half-kneeled on the ground, stretched out her right hand, and wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth fiercely. She raised her head suddenly and gritted her teeth: "You, how dare you do anything to me?"

    Song Fengchen stood up, and three talisman papers popped out again from his fingertips: "I said, what I hate the most is being threatened."

    Seeing his movements, the young female ghost's pupils tightened almost like a conditioned reflex. Only then did Song Fengchen's blow tell her that it would be easy for Song Fengchen to kill her.

    She was flustered, obviously stern, and said in a hasty tone: "Do you know who my master is? He is Master Zonggui Renzong. If you dare to spoil his good deeds, are you not afraid that he will retaliate against you?"

    Song Fengchen was condescending: "Did you say this sentence just now?"

    His attitude made the young female ghost flustered. She managed to suppress the fear in her eyes, and continued, "Do you know what will happen if you offend my master?"

    Hearing this, Ding Sijing's complexion changed. He looked back at Song Fengchen, as if he had made up his mind, he gritted his teeth and said, "Master Song, otherwise, you'd better not interfere in this matter, so as not to trouble you."

    "What?" Song Fengchen frowned slightly.

    "You've been living in the mainland, so it's not surprising that you haven't heard of the name of the number one person raising ghosts in Nanyang." Ding Sijing said with a bitter face, "You don't know why such a name came out, and a  It's because Zong Guiren is very capable, and second, because he is ruthless, and if he disagrees with him, his family will be ruined."

    "Just five years ago, I remember that five years ago, a middle-class family in the country of Ma insulted Zong Guiren a few times because the third generation of his family was drunk. I don't know how these words reached him.  In the ears, it turned out that this family, together with his family's worshippers, died overnight."

    Ding Sijing's softness made the young female ghost's heart drop instantly, and she sneered: "What do you know, these are just rumors, my master doesn't have the time to kill people just because he was insulted a few words  The whole family."

    She put on a half-smile: "It's the fault of his family being descendants of the former Ming royal family. My master just needed to use his family's blood to refine a pair of mother and daughter ghosts. If they don't die, whoever dies—as for his family's offerings."  , This is the fate of trying to provoke my master beyond self-control."

    Hearing this, Ding Sijing's scalp tingled, and he had a new understanding of Zong Guiren's insidiousness.

    He sort of understood why the masters he had invited back before met him, one by one, shied away from saving him because they were not good at learning, and they were probably also worried about being targeted by Zong Guiren.

    Thinking of this, Ding Sijing felt cold.

    As if he remembered something, he cheered up and asked, "What about my family? Why did Zong Guiren attack my family?"

    It's all here, and the young female ghost doesn't mind letting Ding Sijing know, she sneered and said, "Do you still remember Shi Guyan?"

    Ding Sijing's body trembled, Shi Guyan was not the name of the scholar in his dream.

    "After he was beheaded, his soul was imprisoned on the executioner's ghost knife. Two months ago, this knife fell into the hands of my master. This is a 400-year-old ghost my master  If you want to refine him into a ghost servant, you must first eliminate the grievances on him, the Zheng family is gone, he wants your Ding family to be ruined now, and my master will naturally do what he wants."

    Zheng is the surname of the rich businessman.

    "You should be lucky, if it weren't for the blessing of your ancestor Yinde, do you think you can live to this day?"

    At this time, the young female ghost still has a proud face, which shows how domineering she is usually.

    theDing Sijing's face was ashen.

    Song Fengchen sneered, and only said: "I'm more curious about where your strength ranks under your so-called master?"

    "What do you mean?" The young female ghost's complexion changed slightly, and she raised her head to meet Song Fengchen's half-smile expression, only to realize that what she just thought was too natural, thinking that with her master around, Song Fengchen didn't dare to act rashly, so what she said  A little too much.

    Looking at Song Fengchen's appearance now, she knew that today's matter might not be good.

    The young female ghost tried her best to keep her composure: "Me? My strength can only be regarded as the middle and lower ranks under the hands of my master. Above me, there are two big ghost kings, four big ghost generals, and countless ghost soldiers Do you think it's up to you?  This little trick can deal with my master!"

    In fact, she is one of Zong Guiren's ghost generals. The reason why she said that was purely to scare Song Fengchen.

    Well, both the ghost king and the ghost general have come out.

    Can play!

    The young female ghost's acting skills are definitely not brilliant. Song Fengchen saw it in his eyes and knew it in his heart. He changed his voice: "Since you have said so, if I let you go, I will not be helping the evildoers!"

    More than——

    Knowing that Zong Guiren is not a good thing, if he is still allowed to kill the Ding family and become a ghost servant, how many innocent people will be brutally murdered by him in the future.

    Besides, the Ding family members came begging to come to the door, and the words "willing to die and not saving" have never been in his dictionary.

    The most important thing is that Song Fengchen firmly believes that Taoism is orthodox in China, and the so-called Nanyang magicians are either crooked or heretical, and how powerful they can be, not to mention, doesn't he have the backing of Changning Taoism!

    Thinking about it this way, Song Fengchen's heart settled down slightly, and with a movement of his mind, three talisman papers came out from his fingertips, and hit the young female ghost impartially.

    "You, ah——you'll regret—"

    Ding Sijing came back to his senses, only to see a burst of green flames suddenly bursting out from the young female ghost and enveloping it, accompanied by the shrill screams, the figure of the young female ghost disappeared into the air little by little.

    It turned out that the soul flew away.

    Ding Sijing stood up from the sofa in a flash, with an excited expression on his face.  It's just that after the ecstasy, he was more worried: "Master Song, Zong Guiren will definitely not let this go, what do you think we should do next?"

    ? Song Fengchen rubbed his chin. The current situation is that the enemy is in the dark and we are in the light. As long as Zong Guiren is not eliminated, Ding Sijing's family will always be in danger.

    Ding Sijing obviously also realized this.

    At this moment, Song Fengchen had a flash of inspiration, and he looked up at Ding Sijing: "I wonder if Mr. Ding has any plans to invite a priest for the Ding family?"

    Ding Sijing's eyes lit up, but it was not in his favor.  In his opinion, since Song Fengchen dared to kill the young female ghost, it showed that he had the confidence to deal with Zong Guiren.  If Song Fengchen can be invited to sit in Ding's family, then his family will be able to sit back and relax.

    Just before he could speak, Song Fengchen said directly: "I can't, I have no plans to leave the capital in a short time. But I can introduce Mr. Ding to a master who is no less powerful than me."

    Hearing the last sentence, the disappointment in Ding Sijing's heart was swept away, and he said repeatedly: "Okay, then I will trouble Mr. Song."

    "Let me ask first."

    After speaking, he got up and entered the room, and when he came out again, he had a copper basin and a piece of yellow paper full of strange patterns in his hand.

    Song Fengchen took a pen and wrote the ins and outs of the matter in the blank space of the yellow paper, and finally added a sentence: Nanyang is rich and rich, and there are many believers. This is a great opportunity for Changning Temple to enter the world.

    After finishing this, he threw the yellow paper into the copper basin. The moment the yellow paper fell to the ground, it spontaneously ignited without fire.

    Seeing this scene, Ding Sijing and others subconsciously held their breath.

    After a while, the fire was extinguished, and there was no ashes in the copper basin.

    Ding Sijing stared fixedly at the copper basin, and within the time it took to make a cup of tea, he heard a puff, a fire suddenly burst out in the copper basin, and after two breaths, it suddenly went out again.

    Ding Sijing took a closer look, and there was indeed a letter in the copper basin.

    Song Fengchen opened the letter and saw the word "Keep" in his eyes.

    Ding Sijing was impatient: "Master Song, what's the matter?"

    Song Fengchen looked up at him: "I agree."

    Ding Sijing hurriedly said: "Which master is it?"

    Song Fengchen put the letter paper back into the envelope: "It's my uncle." (Remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com
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