Chapter 456: Killing the Master
In the living room of the three-story building on Hawke Street.
Apart from the increasingly strong resentment and deathly aura that continued to gather, Yunmo still found nothing on the child, and her brows were furrowed.
The interstellar space is not the same as the Earth, and the way energy operates and exists is also different. Just like now, she knows there is a problem, but she just doesn't know where it is.
"What's wrong?"
Lian Yi glanced at her sideways.
Xiao Ling also raised her head and looked at her expectantly.
Yun Mo shook her head, "I don't know yet."
She turned to look at Xiao Ling, "I need to find out the reason. Do you mind if he takes off his clothes?"
Xiao Ling was stunned for a moment. Yun Mo had already handed Xiao Li another talisman to dispel evil spirits. His shaking condition had obviously eased.
"Okay," Xiao Ling finally nodded after seeing the effect.
Yunmo pressed several acupoints on the boy's body, and he cried out in pain from time to time.
Lian Yi's eyes were a little dark, but he didn't say anything.
Yun Mo asked him to lie on the bed, held the red brush in her hand, mobilized her spiritual power, and drew a strange pattern on his back.
The boy's body trembled violently and his expression seemed to be in pain.
"Xiao Li!" Xiao Ling wanted to rush over with a worried look on her face.
"Don't come over!" Yun Mo shouted to stop her.
No one else felt it, but Yun Mo clearly saw a huge vine-like tattoo appear on the boy's back.
Yun Mo's eyes turned cold. So that's how it is!
She dropped the red pen and moved her finger in a certain direction.
"It hurts...Mom..."
Xiao Li let out a heart-wrenching scream.
Xiao Ling had tears in her eyes and wanted to run over, but was stopped by Lian Yi.
A fishy smell emanated, and the temperature in the room dropped by more than ten degrees in an instant. A suffocating chill surged from all around, as if chilling to the bones.
Xiao Ling didn't bother to rub the back of her hands, her eyes fixed on Xiao Li.
His arms began to turn black, and several extremely thick veins bulged out, finally forming a palm-sized mass that ran along the inside of his forearm.
The string of beads on his wrist suddenly broke with a "snap" and rolled all over the floor.
With the noise, his whole body seemed to be soaked, and he tilted his head and passed out.
"Xiao Li," Xiao Ling couldn't bear it anymore, rushed up and hugged him tightly.
"It's okay for now," Yun Mo said.
Next to a low-key hovercraft, a tall and thin man wearing sunglasses and with slightly dark lips was saying something.
He glanced at the physical data on the intelligent brain: He Wangxi, male, biological age 56 years old, physical age 130 years old...
The man took a sip and turned to continue talking.
"Don't worry, our child will definitely have a perfect life."
Opposite was a woman with a very beautiful face under her big wavy hair.
"Xiao Ling, what are you going to do?"
He Wangxi said: "What else can we do? She will agree to divorce."
The woman didn't quite believe it. "Heh... She's so devoted to you, how could she let you go? Aren't you the perfect husband and father?"
"Okay, that's it," He Wangxi didn't want to talk anymore.
"He Wangxi, you know my father's temper. My stomach can't wait. You'd better hurry up..."
The man hung up the phone impatiently, his face turned cold, and he took a puff of his cigarette irritably.
Women are always so superficial.
Suddenly, he covered his chest and cursed fiercely: "Someone touched my things!"
He immediately jumped onto the hovercraft and headed southwest.
The music in the car was low and depressing, just like his mood all the time.
He was one of the last people to receive the gene booster shot, and it was a voluntary decision.
He knew there would be side effects, but he wanted to bet on himself being the one in that tiny fraction of a million chance of survival. He wanted to bet on his future.
Why are some people born to be rich while he has to struggle at the bottom?
He wants to change his life so that his future children can be at the top of the food chain from birth.
Since one’s birth cannot be changed and opportunities are rare, all one can do is to improve one’s potential, which can serve as a stepping stone.
Gene enhancement injection to enhance mental strength.
Indeed, he was promoted from A to S, and then to 2S. His qualifications jumped from upper-middle to upper-middle, and his rank started directly at major.
Everything seemed perfect until he turned forty, when he realized something was wrong.
Gene booster shots are addictive, and the higher the level, the larger the dose required. After 2S, they are no longer useful.
What's more frightening is that his physical data is quietly declining.
At this time, StarNet exposed the side effects of gene enhancement injections at the cost of lifespan.
The average life expectancy of interstellar humans is over 200 years old. Those who have used booster shots generally do not live beyond 150. Those who have used such a large dose like him can only live to 100 years old at most.
The moment He Wangxi heard the news, he was extremely depressed.
Why? That's not fair!
He looked at his healthy colleagues around him, especially Mo Chuanji, who had the same A-level mental power as him. He was also slowly improving from a soldier, and was doing well and smiling every day. His jealousy and anger grew day by day.
He stared at everything about Mo Chuanji, watching him get promoted, get married, have children..., envying him and even more jealous of him.
It was he who leaked the news about Mo Chuan and his wife Xiao Lin.
The painful look on his face at that time made him very happy.
He also knew about Xiao Xiaoqiang's boyfriend and could have stopped him, but he didn't, and let Xiao Xiaoqiang witness Mo Chuanji's attack with her own eyes...
Why can others be happy but he can't?
Later, he retired from the army.
By some strange coincidence, I met Xiao Ling, this idiot, and she turned out to be pregnant.
He didn't want this child.
However, this time, he got a book.
A book with very complicated patterns on it. When he opened the pages, he was filled with strong malice, but it made him feel very refreshed.
This book is very thick and mentions a key word - the place where teachers are killed!
As a Feng Shui master, the thing I fear most is being killed.
What does it mean to kill a teacher?
The so-called killing of the master includes a day, a time and a place. During these times and places, Feng Shui masters are not allowed to search for dragon points, otherwise they will be killed.
Killing a teacher can be divided into open killing and assassination. Open killing means dying directly in an accident and avoiding pain. Assassination means dying from illness and being tortured to death by illness.
Not only will the Feng Shui master be killed, but the host family may also be implicated.
When a Feng Shui master searches for a dragon's lair, it is inevitable that he will make some mistakes and mistake the place where the master was killed as the dragon's lair, because the two are really difficult to distinguish. In this case, his life will be lost in vain.
He Wangxi murmured to himself: "Others only know about killing the master's land. Both the Yin and Yang houses kill the master, kill the master...but they don't know that killing the master's land can be used to support people."
"Use the blood of a Feng Shui master to nourish the land of the master killer, and encourage the dragon to transform into a dragon, and it will become a Feng Shui treasure land..."
The man seemed to have found his direction. The dragon's lair was too difficult to find, but he knew a location that matched the location of the master's killing place.
Moreover, many years ago, someone did die, and he could conclude that it was the place where the teacher was killed as described in the book.
Can the problems he has faced be solved by turning the place where the master was killed into a Feng Shui treasure land?
Would this give him a destiny of wealth and nobility? Would this resolve the side effects of the gene booster injection?
He Xi studied the book like a possessed person.
The end of the book mentions that there will be backlash.
How to solve the backlash?
The white-haired Wu Zhi appeared before him and told him - transfer it to bloodline.
The cultivation of a killing master is not something that can be done overnight. Before his wish is achieved, the person who protects him from disaster must not be harmed.
So he hired numerous top-ranked Feng Shui masters to help him arrange the furnishings in his home...
(End of this chapter)
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