Wen Qi vaguely thought that this was a reunion of elementary school classmates. What a kid!

Taking advantage of the time when Mr. Feng said he was tired and drank some water.

Wen Qi quickly told Feng Ce about removing the curse.

The old man suddenly became excited and completely forgot about the class reunion. He was even at a loss for a moment. After he came to his senses, the first thing he did was to call Feng Xiao.

Feng Xiao answered the phone very slowly, and when he did, it was noisy, with screams coming one after another. No one knew what was going on.

Mr. Feng's face suddenly darkened, "You little bastard! Go home right now. If you're not home in an hour, you won't have to come back anymore!"

After saying this, Mr. Feng hung up the phone directly, completely disregarding whether Feng Xiao heard it clearly or not. It looked like he was looking for an excuse to kick Feng Xiao out of the house.

Wen Qi felt sorry for Feng Xiao in his heart for three seconds.

Mr. Feng picked up his phone again and called Feng Ce.

It was obvious that Feng Ce answered the phone very quickly, and the old man smiled again, "Have you finished get off work?... On the way... You will be home in ten minutes?... Okay, okay, we will be home soon."

Wen Qi wanted to remove the curse from Feng Ce, so he naturally informed him in advance and even cleared time in the evening.

The old man hung up the phone and kept talking, "Old Zhou! Drive faster!"

Lao Zhou responded and increased the speed a little, but the old man still felt it was too slow and urged him again. Lao Zhou was very helpless, "You can't go any faster, or you will exceed the speed limit."

Only then did Mr. Feng purse his lips and stop talking.

Wen Qi finally couldn't hold back his laughter and comforted him, "Grandpa, you don't have to be so nervous. It's just to remove the curse. I have prepared everything. It doesn't matter if it's early or late."

Old Master Feng sighed, "Grandpa understands, but Grandpa can't control it. I thought this day would take a long, long time to come..." He looked at Wen Qi, with a solemn expression of gratitude, "Xiao Qi, you saved not only Feng Ce, you saved the entire Feng family."

Wen Qi patted his hands and said seriously: "Grandpa, we are a family."

"Yes! You are right!" Mr. Feng's eyes were hot and he was deeply moved. He seemed to be thinking about something and did not speak a word the whole way.

An hour later, Feng Xiao ran into the house breathlessly. Looking at the three people sitting in the living room, his breathing became lighter unconsciously. "What's wrong?"

Mr. Feng glanced at his watch, snorted, and said regretfully, "You are only thirty seconds away from being kicked out of the house."

Feng Xiao looked incredulous, "Grandpa, you actually counted the time!" He sat on the sofa and picked up an apple to eat, "Why did you call me back in such a hurry?"

No one answered him, and even the three of them stood up and entered the elevator.

Feng Xiao followed in with a confused look on his face, "What are you doing? You're so secretive." He moved closer to Wen Qi, "Sister-in-law, what's going on?"

Wen Qi smiled slightly, "It's not a big deal, I just want to remove the curse for your brother."

"Oh, the curse is lifted." Feng Xiao's eyes widened and he exclaimed, "Remove the curse?!"

Old Master Feng was displeased with his loud voice. He made a "tsk" sound and lectured him, "Why are you yelling so much? Can you learn from your elder brother? The people involved are much more stable than you!"

Feng Ce said calmly: "I believe Wen Qi."

Wen Qi pursed her lips, smiled and said nothing.

The group of four went to the open-air garden on the rooftop.

Under the moonlight, Wen Qi looked solemn and said in a deep voice: "I'm going to start."

Old Master Feng and Feng Xiao nervously held each other's hands and stared at them without blinking.

Feng Ce smiled and said, "I'm looking forward to it."

"I'm going to release the Hungry Ghost Curse first. It might be a little uncomfortable. Please bear with me." Wen Qi took out the unsealing talisman he had drawn in the afternoon, lit it with a flick of his hand, and threw it towards Feng Ce.

When the burning talisman paper approached Feng Ce's face, it suddenly turned into a huge flame and swallowed him whole in the blink of an eye.

The grandfather and grandson who were watching exclaimed and almost rushed forward, but their trust in Wen Qi made them control themselves.

The flames disappeared in an instant like fireworks. Feng Ce was still sitting there intact, but his face was a little pale.

The grandfather and grandson breathed a sigh of relief. A gust of cold wind blew towards Xuan'er, and they couldn't help but pull their clothes closer.

They couldn't see that above Feng Ce's head, a three-meter-tall giant ghost face was roaring ferociously because it had been suppressed for too long. All around the garden, hungry ghosts crawled out from the dark corners, staring at them with greedy eyes.

Feng Ce had never felt so cold before. The coldness that seeped from the depths of his soul seemed to freeze him from the inside out. He had now completely lost control of his body and could not even blink.

But he still looked at Wen Qi calmly, with a look of attachment that he himself was not aware of.

Wen Qiping concentrated his mind and pulled out three more pieces of talisman paper. The talisman papers stood steadily in the wind without any help, and the runes drawn with cinnabar on them emitted a faint red light.

Wen Qi crossed his hands in front of his chest and made a gesture that was not something a human could do. His lips moved and he chanted a spell softly.

In a moment, the rune glowed red and penetrated the paper, transforming into three sharp arrows that shot towards the ghost face above Feng Ce's head like lightning, aiming at the center of the eyebrows and the eyes respectively.

The ghost face had no intention of dodging. It knew since its birth that it was different from other hungry ghosts. It could devour almost all the power in the world, even the power of the Heavenly Master.

Three sharp arrows successfully hit the target and fixed the ghost face in the air.

Wen Qi's gestures changed suddenly and he kept chanting curses.

The three cinnabar-colored arrows once again burst out with bloody light. The dazzling light gradually grew larger and engulfed the entire ghost face.

The ghost face opened its mouth and struggled hard, but because it was rooted in Feng Ce's body, it was completely unable to dodge. After a few seconds, the ghost face disappeared in the blood-red light.

Wen Qi let out a breath and relaxed when he saw this. "Okay."

Old Man Feng and Feng Xiao hurriedly ran towards Feng Ce, only to see that the latter's face was pale and his eyes were closed. If it weren't for the slight rise and fall of his chest, he would have looked exactly like a dead person.

The two of them didn't dare to touch him for a moment, and turned around to look at Wen Qi nervously.

Wen Qi walked over slowly and explained, "After all, it is a death curse rooted in the soul, so it will be painful when it is removed. But don't worry, Feng Ce just fainted. He will wake up naturally after a few days of sleep and recovery."

At the same time, in the depths of hell which is in a different dimension from the real world, in a palace floating in the darkness, a man sitting on the throne wearing a wide-sleeved robe with a black mist covering his face, received a memory from the real world again after a year.

He thought that the clone in the world that was cursed would return to the original body soon, but now it seems that the clone was rescued? The man's lips curled slightly, and his deep voice echoed in the empty hall, "Wen Qi..."

(End of this chapter)