Just as the little brat was about to dash off like a wild horse, Feng Congqian swiftly grabbed her collar: "Yuanman, wait a minute. Your third brother has no experience dealing with ghosts and monsters. I'll go with you!"
As he spoke, Feng Congqian picked up Nan Yuanman and instructed Meng Qingwan and Feng Langqing: "Yuanman and I will go first. You can follow us after you have made arrangements for the people."
Feng Langqing, who was explaining the Southern Perfection profession to Feng Zining, was about to defend himself when he turned around and could only see Feng Congqian's departing figure.
Feng Langqing: "..." His father has gone bad.
In order to be alone with his sister, he would just make up slanderous things on the spot!
After listening to Feng Langqing's words, Feng Zining remained silent for a moment on the other end of the phone, then asked in a strained voice, "Can she... be trusted?"
“Yes!” Feng Langqing answered him firmly: “Zining, if she can’t do it, then no one in the capital will be able to find Jingcheng.”
He paused and continued, "Zining, I know there's still some tension between you and your father, but so much time has passed, and the fact that he still trusts you to manage the company shows that he wasn't the one who killed your parents."
“I don’t expect you to let go completely, but… I hope you can attend this family reunion banquet where you are returning to the Feng family in good health.”
Feng Zining remained silent for a long time before saying, "Let's find Jing Cheng first."
The rift between the three brothers and Feng Congqian was not so easily bridged.
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Guided by Nan Yuanman, Feng Congqian arrived at the location of Feng Jingcheng as quickly as possible. As soon as he got close, his expression turned somewhat grim: "Why would he come here?"
"Where is this place?"
Looking out the car window at the tall building in front of him, Nan Yuanman saw that the building was very dilapidated. He could still vaguely see the cross hanging above, which had faded half of its color, and a plaque with one word missing.
In her eyes, the buildings here were shrouded in a dark aura, enveloped by an extremely heavy ghostly and yin energy, as if they were built directly on the gates of hell.
Feng Congqian stopped the car and frowned as he looked at the dilapidated buildings outside: "This used to be a hospital for treating mental illnesses, but a fire broke out in the middle of the night ten years ago, burning the patients, doctors and nurses who were fast asleep to death."
"The authorities originally intended to continue using this old site, but strange things happened frequently during construction, so the site was abandoned, and this place became a well-known haunted place in the capital."
Nan Yuanman looked at him in surprise: "Uncle Feng is amazing! He can even find out about things from ten years ago!"
Feng Congqian coughed lightly, looking a little awkward. "These materials are all available online. I can find a copy for you when we get back and read it to you."
There's no other way, is there? With a little fairy in the family, he has to find out about the dangerous places in the capital first...
He just didn't expect that before he could tell Nan Yuanman about the haunted place in the capital, Feng Jingcheng would arrive first.
The father and daughter opened the car door and got out. As soon as they stepped on the ground, a cold wind blew by, making Nan Yuanman sneeze. As she sneezed, a dark shadow seemed to flash across the rooftop.
But when I looked over again, it was empty; there was nothing there.
Feng Congqian took off his coat and tried to put it on her, but she refused: "The coat is too big and it will make it harder for me to walk."
She glanced at the hospital gate in front of her, which was made of black Burundi, and took out a talisman from her pocket and handed it to Feng Congqian: "Keep it close to your body. No matter what sound you hear or who taps your shoulder, don't turn around."
Feng Congqian solemnly accepted it and put it in his pocket: "Okay."
Nan Yuanman made a hand seal, asked Feng Congqian for Feng Jingcheng's name, and then walked inside with his short legs, calling out his name.
The moment she stepped into the hospital building, a thick fog rose outside, and the surrounding light suddenly dimmed, as if something had isolated the place from the outside world.
On the hospital rooftop, a man shrouded in a black robe suddenly opened his eyes, a low chuckle escaping his throat: "Finally here."
He took out a bell and shook it gently. Sun Jiajun, who had been standing behind him like a wooden figure, moved slightly: "Go and lure them into the formation. I will give you whatever you want."
Sun Jiajun blinked slowly. After blinking for the third time, the emptiness in his eyes disappeared, and he came to life, screaming as he ran downstairs: "Ahhhhh! There's a ghost!"
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After Nan Yuanman and Feng Congqian entered the hospital building, what greeted their eyes was the faint green light emanating from the safety signs in the corridor, as well as a strong musty smell and the lingering odor of a burnt fire.
The pristine white walls on both sides of the corridor were charred black by the fire, and fingerprints left by people struggling to escape remained on the walls, showing how much pain those who struggled to escape inside must have endured when the fire broke out.
Feng Congqian frowned uncomfortably, enduring the unpleasant smell. He took out two handkerchiefs, squatted down, and used them as masks, hoping to alleviate the odor with the help of the aromatherapy scent on them.
As soon as Nan Yuanman tied the handkerchief, she looked up and saw a dark head slowly emerging from the ceiling above her. The features on the head were burned together, and she couldn't tell where the nose and mouth were. She could only barely make out a pair of round, red eyes.
The eyes on his head rolled around, making a sticky, flesh-tearing sound, and he slowly met Nan Yuanman's gaze.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment, and then the eyes on his head suddenly widened with excitement, appearing in front of Nan Yuanman in a flash.
Nan Yuanman shuddered, and before he could speak, he clenched his fist and slammed it down.
"Awooo!!" Before the burning ghost could even scare anyone, it was blasted away by Nan Yuanman's punch and stuck to the wall like chewing gum.
When Feng Congqian saw Nan Yuanman suddenly throw a punch, he stiffened slightly, not daring to turn around, and simply asked her, "Is there something there?"
"Yes, they were probably burned to death in this hospital." Nan Yuanman nodded, carefully opened the coffin lid and released Zhuangzhuang and Xiaocao, and whispered.
The yin energy here was very heavy. Zhuangzhuang directly broke free from the little wooden figure that was possessing him and returned to his original child form, standing beside her and looking around. Xiaocao was sitting on his shoulder.
"Zhuangzhuang, Xiaocao, help me find out if there are any other people in this hospital. If you do, send me a message."
In this environment, Xiaocao and Zhuangzhuang have more freedom of movement than her and can find Feng Jingcheng more quickly.
Zhuangzhuang and the little grassland disappeared.
The burning ghost pulled himself off the wall, his face beaming with excitement: "Oh my god! I actually got hit! Hahaha! I got hit! I'm so happy!"
"Little sister, can you see me? Are you a Taoist priest? Heavens, finally a Taoist priest has come to take me away, I can finally leave this hellish place!" The burning ghost excitedly floated in front of Nan Yuanman and asked her in a string of questions. As soon as he spoke, the blackened flesh on his face fell off in a rustling sound.
The words of the burning ghost left Nan Yuanman completely bewildered. She silently took a step back and nodded: "That's right, I'm here to take you all away."
Looking at the excited and thrilled ghosts who had been burned alive, Nan Yuanman suddenly had an idea. He asked Feng Congqian for Feng Jingcheng's photo and said, "Before I take you in, I need to find this person first. Have you seen him?"
The ghost who had just glanced at his phone, before he could even speak, suddenly screamed from the stairwell ahead: "Help! Don't chase me! I was wrong! I was wrong!"
Nan Yuanman and Feng Congqian looked up and saw Sun Jiajun, thin and pale, running out of the stairwell in a panic.
His eyes lit up when he saw Feng Congqian, and he rushed over, shouting, "You've come to find us, right? Quick! Come with me to save them! Feng Jingcheng and the others are in danger!"
As he spoke, Sun Jiajun grabbed Feng Congqian with one hand and reached out to Nan Yuanman with the other!
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