"Bang!"

Nan Yuanman felt a gust of wind behind her. She and Grandpa Nan turned around at the same time and saw Feng Jingcheng fall behind her. In front of him was Sun Jiajun, who had been knocked away by him.

Sun Jiajun grunted, struggled to his feet, still clutching the stone in his hand, and was about to throw it at Nan Yuanman with a ferocious expression.

Ignoring his own pain, Feng Jingcheng stumbled to his feet and ran towards him, pinning him down with his buttocks. He grabbed the man's collar, slapped him across the face, and growled, "Old Sun! You fucking wake up!"

"You bitch! Let me go! It's all because of you! If it weren't for you, I would have succeeded! I would have gotten a good destiny, I would have become the Sixth Master of the Feng family! Let me go! I'm going to kill her! Kill her!"

Sun Jiajun struggled and roared desperately, veins bulging on his forehead, his face contorted in a ferocious expression. His strength was so great that even Feng Jingcheng, who weighed nearly 150 pounds, couldn't hold him down.

Upon hearing his words, Feng Jingcheng's pupils contracted: "What did you say?"

Sun Jiajun couldn't hear him at all; all he could think about was killing Nan Yuanman, that troublesome brat.

Just as Feng Jingcheng was about to be thrown away by Sun Jiajun, Nan Yuanman ran over and slapped a talisman on his forehead.

Sun Jiajun, who was struggling desperately, rolled his eyes and his body went limp, lying motionless on the ground.

“He was bewitched by evil practices, but now that’s been broken, he’ll be clear-headed in a bit,” said Feng Jingcheng, who patted Nan Yuanman in relief and plopped down on the ground.

Feng Jingcheng was almost completely exhausted. He glanced at Nan Yuanman with a complicated expression, but before he could say a word, everything went black and he collapsed.

"Hey! Sixth Brother!" Nan Yuanman was so frightened that she rushed forward to support him, carefully put Feng Jingcheng on the ground, and reached out her finger to check his breath.

Only after confirming that Feng Jingcheng was still breathing did I breathe a sigh of relief: "Thank goodness, he's not dead."

But it looks like it's coming to an end soon. Not only did he not eat any yang food during the two weeks he was missing, but he also ate so much yin food in his dreams. His body is like a balloon filled with yin energy.

Fortunately, he had a noble destiny and an air of nobility, otherwise he really wouldn't have survived until she came to save him.

Nan Yuanman didn't dare to delay any longer. He stuffed the broken substitute doll into the small coffin and followed Old Master Nan to break the formation.

Meanwhile, outside Youlan Hospital.

Feng Langqing and Meng Qingwan, along with members of the Xie, Sun, and Xiao families, arrived and surrounded the old site of Youlan Hospital. Many bodyguards were searching inside.

The bodyguard's voice came through the walkie-talkie in Feng Langqing's hand: "Third Young Master, we couldn't find anyone in the inpatient department."

"Third Young Master, there's no one in the main hospital building either."

There's no one in the garden either.

"They're not in the cafeteria either..."

Meng Qingwan frowned slightly, her expression worried: "Xiao San, have we come to the wrong place?"

“We’re on the right track. The last IP address of the watch was here. Their car is still parked outside!” Feng Langqing frowned and said in a deep voice, “Keep searching! Look carefully at the ground. Is there a basement?”

"Third Master Feng." A woman in a black dress with a cold and beautiful face stepped out of the Xie family's black sedan. The woman looked tired and her brows were furrowed. "We've searched back and forth three times already, but we still haven't found him. Are you sure my brother is here?"

A middle-aged man in a suit got out of the Xiao family's car, rubbing his temples. "Third Master Feng, should we look somewhere else?"

After failing to contact Xiao Qidong and Xie Yifei for three days, the Xie and Xiao families began secretly searching for them. They searched for nearly half a month but still couldn't find any trace of the two rascals. They were starting to get anxious and sent people to keep a close eye on the movements of other wealthy families in the capital.

While the Feng family was sending people to search for Feng Jingcheng, they immediately sent someone to inquire. It was only then that they learned that Feng Jingcheng had also been missing for nearly half a month.

Just then, Feng Xingchi provided new information: Feng Jingcheng was last seen at the hospital, accompanied by Xiao Qidong, Xie Yifei, and Sun Jiajun.

Feng Langqing then brought the three families along to search for them.

They've already searched almost every corner of Youlan Hospital, but there's not a single person, not even a mouse!

The Xie and Xiao families had begun to suspect that Feng Langqing was playing a trick on them, which is why they decided to ask him a few questions.

“Miss Xie, Mr. Xiao,” Feng Langqing greeted them, and continued, “I’m quite certain they’re in this area. Have someone search carefully again…”

Before he could finish speaking, a bodyguard's exclamation suddenly came through the walkie-talkie: "Found it!"

Feng Langqing's eyes lit up, and without saying a word, he rushed to the hospital.

Xiao Mingchen and Xie Shuyao exchanged a glance and hurriedly followed.

The bodyguards responsible for searching the garden area looked at the four people who had suddenly appeared from the fountain with shock and astonishment, and dared not step forward for a moment.

"I just searched that area! I didn't see anyone! How did they suddenly appear?" A bald bodyguard scratched his head and turned to ask his colleague, "Weren't you searching with me? You didn't see anyone, right?"

My colleague swallowed hard and nodded with difficulty: "There really is no one here."

They'd searched the garden at least five or ten times, but hadn't seen anyone, let alone in such an obvious place as the fountain. How did these four people suddenly appear?

"Never mind how they appeared, check on them immediately! Get them to the hospital!" the lead bodyguard said, stepping forward to gently pat Feng Jingcheng's shoulder. His hand was icy cold, making Feng shiver.

"Sixth Master? Sixth Master?" The bodyguard called out softly, his heart pounding. When he didn't hear Feng Jingcheng answer and saw that his breathing was weak, he immediately felt something was wrong and quickly contacted the medical team that was searching with them.

When Feng Langqing came in, he saw the bodyguards carrying Feng Jingcheng and the other three onto stretchers.

Xie Shuyao, who was following closely behind, saw Xie Yifei, whose life was unknown. Her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground. Xiao Mingchen, who was beside her, quickly reached out to support her.

Xiao Mingchen hurriedly asked, "How are they? Are they still alive?"

"Alive, but I fainted from hunger and was a bit dehydrated," a member of the medical team replied when they had a spare moment.

Feng Langqing glanced at Feng Jingcheng and then asked the bodyguards, "Are there only four of them? Don't you see an adult and a little girl?"

The bodyguards all shook their heads: "No, we only saw the four of them."

Feng Langqing frowned. Feng Jingcheng was here, so Yuanman must have rescued him. But where did she and Feng Congqian go?

Nan Yuanman and Feng Congqian, whom he was talking about, were in the hospital basement, sending away the ghost companions of the burned ghosts that the black-robed man had used as the core of the formation.

The fire at Youlan Hospital was indeed caused by an accident triggered by a faulty electrical circuit. However, when the resting doctors were awakened by the smoke, they did not wake up the patients who were asleep after taking sedatives. Instead, they thought about running away, which led to the deaths of so many people.

However, these people had no attachment to the human world. Normally, after dying a violent death, they would immediately enter the City of the Wrongfully Dead. But for some reason, their souls could not leave the hospital area and could only move around inside.

Their thinking was different from ordinary people when they were alive, and it became even more different after they died. Everyone who came to explore out of curiosity was terrified by them and screamed.

If the evil forces don't come, it's fine for them to live peacefully like this, since they can't leave this place anyway and can't harm anyone.

As a result, the evil forces came. They first captured several of their colleagues and sacrificed them to the heavens, then used them as the core of a formation. Now that they have the opportunity to go to the underworld, they can't wait to run away.

Let whoever wants to stay in this world stay; they're not staying here anymore anyway.

The ghost who had been burned alive held a small handkerchief that he had pulled out from who-knows-where, waving it in front of the Gates of Hell, and even wiping away non-existent tears with his delicate fingers.

Nan Yuanman, Feng Congqian, and Old Master Nan, who was squatting to the side, all looked at him. When the burning ghost turned around and saw him, he was startled: "Why are you all looking at me like that?"

Nanmanyuan gestured towards the Gate of Hell: "Aren't you leaving? Is there some unfulfilled wish?"

The burned ghost hesitated, glancing at Nan Yuanman every now and then: "I...I do have an unfulfilled wish, I..."

I want to be with you!