The town is not very big, with only one long main street that is relatively busy, but due to the drought, the main street is also very deserted.
There are not many outside merchants in the town, so as long as the water source is not cut off, no one wants to leave their hometown. They may live a little harder, but they can maintain a normal life order.
Feng Ling needs to import a lot of goods this time. Coming to the town will risk ruining her reputation. She has to think long-term and stock up on goods, enough for her to use for a year or two.
Yellow paper, cinnabar, incense and candles, which seem useless to ordinary people, are life-saving talismans for wizards.
Therefore, as long as the quality of the necessities was not too bad, Feng Ling would buy all the goods on the shelf, give the address directly, and ask the boss to deliver the goods to her door.
Anyway, the distance was not far, and she didn't have a carriage, so she could only entrust it to the shop owner.
Probably because it was the first time that the shop owner had encountered such a big business, he was very happy and had no objection. He packed the goods and sent them to Feng Ling directly.
Feng Ling bought the things and went straight to the Mo family. At the corner of the main street was the mansion where the Mo family had lived for generations, and they were a wealthy family in the surrounding area.
Needless to say, the architecture of the house is both beautiful and grand.
That’s right, the bad luck above the house was also very strong, and all Feng Ling saw was a large area of dark clouds.
She took out the compass and walked slowly into the Mo family's gate.
"Explain the situation at home." Only when it is explained clearly can we prescribe the right medicine.
Mo Shengping was confused and worried that he had not explained clearly enough, so he motioned for the housekeeper to come forward and explain.
But who would have thought that the butler's attitude was so arrogant that he rolled his eyes at Feng Ling. "Hey Master, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but can't you wizards calculate this kind of thing? Why are you still asking? Are you a liar?
You are a local, but I have never heard of your name in our surrounding area.
Did our young master promise you a lot of money? Then don't take it seriously. Our Mo family doesn't have that much money to cheat you out of now.
You definitely didn't find out about Mo You's situation before you came here, did you? But, bad things should be said upfront. If you don't handle it well, you will go to jail."
The housekeeper's face was gloomy. He was very unwelcome to Feng Ling's arrival and even ignored Huo Jinxing.
"Butler!" Mo Shengping yelled, his eyes full of impatience. What on earth was wrong with this butler? He actually selfishly went against his master's wishes. This was the first time.
However, this is the old steward of the Mo family and also the capable assistant of the head of the Mo family, so Mo Shengping couldn't blame him too much. He just hoped that he would pay attention to his attitude.
Feng Ling smiled and looked at the housekeeper meaningfully, "Just tell me." It's still unclear who will end up in jail.
The old housekeeper pursed his lips and said, "Our young master has always been soft-hearted, but do you know what happened to our Mo family? How dare you rush over without caring about anything?"
Our master has been in a coma for many days for no apparent reason, and neither the doctors nor the Taoist priests nor the monks can find out what is wrong with him.
Once, a monk came to take a look and was attacked by the monster. He vomited blood and instantly aged ten years. Then he ran away like a madman.
You are just a little girl, how could you possibly be more accomplished than the old monk? Don’t lose your life…”
"Swish!" A sharp sword tip suddenly appeared and pressed against the old butler's throat. The sword energy cut through the skin, and blood oozed out.
The housekeeper's eyes widened, and he almost had a heart attack. He collapsed to the ground and peed.
Huo Jinxing frowned in disgust and swung his sword to kill the man.
Feng Ling quickly hugged his hand, "No, no, no, he is still useful." Feng Ling saw the man's brutality again, and she didn't know whether it was the influence of evil spirit or his personality.
Huo Jinxing could only withdraw his sword in boredom. Who dared to take Feng Ling's life? Humph! Even the King of Hell wouldn't dare to kill him.
"Since we are talking about the head of the Mo family, let's go and take a look first." Feng Ling gestured to Mo Shengping.
Mo Shengping opened his mouth. Why was Feng Ling acting so strange? But, right now, his father was more important. "Let's go."
The group left, leaving the butler behind.
In the bedroom in the front yard of the Mo family, the head of the Mo family was pale, thin, and in a deep coma.
"He can't eat or drink, he's been kept hanging by ginseng..." Mo Shengping's eyes turned red every time he saw it.
Ever since the head of the Mo family fell into a coma, he has been supporting the family alone for too long. If his father doesn't wake up, he will die first.
"He lost his soul. It's been half a year, right?" Feng Ling had a third eye and knew what was going on at a glance.
"He lost his entire soul, so he's in a coma, but he's not dead. He must be bound."
"Well, can you find it back?" The monk who came last time also said that he had lost his soul, but he did not find it back. Instead, he left with serious injuries.
"It seems very serious. If you are not sure, forget it." If Feng Ling had any accident, Mo Shengping felt that he would be beheaded by the man in black clothes and mask, and Feng Ling's prediction would come true.
Feng Ling pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper teeth, eager for the new challenge, his eyes full of determination and glittering light, "I'll try.
You're the guardian, is that okay?" The latter part was of course addressed to Huo Jinxing.
"Okay." Huo Jinxing drew his sword again, scaring his servants so much that they retreated.
"What should I do?" Mo Shengping was nervous but also very expectant. This time he invited Feng Ling on his own initiative, so there must be results.
Feng Ling opened the bag he had brought, set up an altar and lit incense, and said, "Just stay with your father and watch over him."
It's just a soul grabbing, it's not something I haven't done before, but the last time I grabbed the living soul from the mandrill, and this time I grabbed the whole soul, from a fellow traveler.
No, it should be said that it is an evil way. It depends on who is more wise.
Feng Ling was very efficient. After setting up the altar and burning incense, she did one more step than other Taoists, which was to draw a talisman array with cinnabar.
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