Chapter 129 One wrong step, all wrong steps
The doorway was empty, there was nothing.
Nan Chengcheng turned around and took the Qiankun bag from the bedside, moving it gently, "Yan Ling, Yan Ling..."
"Wu Ye Hu? Wu Ye?"
"Feng'e?"
These people are all ghost fairies in the Xuanmen, who are worshipped by her and stay by her side.
I would chat with her occasionally, and exchange a few words from time to time, but now they seem to have disappeared out of thin air.
Zhan Hengyi walked behind Nan Chengcheng and asked, "What's wrong?"
Nan Chengcheng looked serious as she took out the tablet from her Qiankun bag. She knelt down devoutly, lit three incense sticks, and held them above her head.
After bowing once, he stood there in a daze, "I just remembered that every winter, the master's spirit would retreat to Mount Zhongnan to practice in seclusion, and I couldn't contact him.
But what about Yan Ling and the others? How could they leave at the same time?"
Zhan Hengyi didn't understand what she was talking about, so Nan Chengcheng took his hand and told him the general situation in Xuanmen.
"Put on your clothes, and I'll take you to Qingfeng Temple to find Abbot Qingfang and see if he has any solution."
Nan Chengcheng shook his head, "My ancestor's sect is made up of ghost immortals who practice Taoism, and Abbot Qing Fang's sect is Buddhist, so he can't help me with anything.
No, maybe they will be back later."
"Then I'll call my brother and take you out for dinner. After dinner, I'm going back to the defense department to interrogate the opium dealers we arrested yesterday."
Nan Chengcheng nodded and waited for Zhan Hengyi to come downstairs. She stood on the balcony and looked down at the villa. The feng shui layout had not changed at all, and the things to ward off disasters and evil spirits were still there. Ordinary ghosts would definitely not be able to get in.
Could it be that her nightmare just now was too real?
Nan Chengcheng took a deep breath, told herself not to let her mind wander, and quickly went to wash up.
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At the same time, Yuecheng.
Berlin Hotel, Yu Lingling's room.
She knelt on the Scottish carpet with her hands clasped together. In front of her was an incense burner with burning incense and Mo Bingbing's ring.
Yu Lingling was muttering some spell that no one else could understand.
Mo Bingbing looked nervously at Jing Junzhuo beside her, "Is she sure this won't hurt Nan Chengcheng?"
Jing Junzhuo nodded, "No, she just asked the founder of their Xuanmen sect to follow Nan Chengcheng's blood on your ring to find her.
This makes it easier to find the right time to change your fate.
This way, you don't have to carry Nan Chengcheng's personal belongings yourself.
You should go back first, and don't let Zhan Peilin find out that you have a connection with us. That would be bad for you. Once your fate changes, you will feel it."
"Um."
"Ms. Mo, I look forward to having more cooperation with you in the future." Jing Junzhuo extended his hand to Mo Bingbing.
Mo Bingbing clenched her fists, turned and left. She didn't want to have anything to do with Jing Junzhuo anymore.
However, she was too naive. She didn't realize that the moment she gave the ring with Nan Chengcheng's blood to Jing Junzhuo, she was on the pirate ship and could never get off.
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After Mo Bingbing left, Jing Junzhuo closed the door, a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Yu Lingling opened her eyes, "Our Xuanmen ancestor has personally found Nan Chengcheng and is taking action against the ghost fairy beside her. The day after tomorrow is a yin day of this month. On that day, the hour of midnight is the best time to change the fate.
She will become a woman who needs to rely on men and nothing will work without them, and she will be able to get pregnant.
Congratulations!
Jing Junzhuo turned around, took out a brocade box, opened it, and placed it in front of Yu Lingling. It was filled with twenty large yellow croakers. "After you finish, I'll give you double the reward.
Thank you, Lingling."
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