Jiang's mother pulled Lu Xuanluo aside and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoluo, you are not kidding us, are you?" No matter how she looked at the fat girl, she didn't think she was a master.
Lu Xuanluo couldn't help but laugh, "Don't worry, Auntie, she is a person with real abilities." If he hadn't seen her abilities with his own eyes, he wouldn't have believed it. After all, Feng Qing's appearance was really too ordinary, so it was normal for them not to believe that she was a master.
Jiang's mother glanced at Feng Qing, hesitated for a moment, and walked up to Feng Qing, "Master, please come in!" Given her son's current condition, she could only try her best and hope that this fat girl was really a capable person as Xiao Luo said.
Feng Qing nodded slightly and followed Jiang's mother and father into the house. As soon as she entered the Jiang family, she felt a gloomy energy here, and she understood what was going on.
Arriving outside Jiang Lingfeng's room, Jiang's mother stepped forward and opened the door, "Master, my son is inside."
When Feng Qing walked into the room, she saw a pale and skinny young man. He was kneeling on the ground and worshiping with a handful of incense in his hand. His eyes were lifeless, like a puppet that had lost its soul.
"Master, can my son be saved?" Seeing her son like this, Jiang's mother couldn't help but tear up.
"Yeah." Feng Qing walked up to Jiang Lingfeng, snatched the incense from his hand, broke it, threw it on the ground and stomped it out.
Jiang Lingfeng stared at the incense that was stepped on by Feng Qing. His originally empty eyes turned red in an instant. Like a mad beast, he screamed and pounced towards Feng Qing.
"Be careful!" Lu Xuanluo rushed forward and hugged the frantic Jiang Lingfeng. He was the one who brought Feng Qing here. If she got hurt, her elder brother would skin her alive when he got back. He has already seen how much his elder brother cares about Feng Qing.
At the same time, Feng Qing also pointed her finger at Jiang Lingfeng's forehead. A trace of spiritual energy flowed into his body along Jiang Lingfeng's forehead. He screamed in pain and struggled...
"Xiao Feng!" Jiang's mother looked on and wanted to step forward and pull Feng Qing away. Seeing her son in so much pain was like a knife in her heart.
Father Jiang grabbed Mother Jiang and said, "Don't disturb her."
"But Xiaofeng looks very painful, and I'm worried that something might happen to him." No mother can watch her son like this and remain indifferent.
"Wait a little longer." Father Jiang also felt uncomfortable.
Slowly, Jiang Lingfeng calmed down, his eyes gradually became clear, and a small white paper man flew out of his body.
Feng Qing grabbed the little paper man and squeezed it gently, and the little paper man instantly turned into nothingness.
"Puff!" In a secluded manor, a middle-aged man suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood. After a moment, he raised his hand and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"No matter who you are, I will not let you go." His face was as gloomy as water, and his cold eyes were full of bloodthirsty murderous intent. He was going to succeed in three days, but unexpectedly it was ruined by someone. How could he not be angry?
Jiang Lingfeng looked down at Lu Xuanluo's hands tightly around his waist, and looked at Lu Xuanluo behind him in confusion, "Why are you hugging me?"
"Are you okay?" Lu Xuanluo let go of Jiang Lingfeng in surprise.
"What's good?" Jiang Lingfeng was puzzled.
Mother Jiang rushed to Jiang Lingfeng and hugged him crying, "You are finally well. Mom was almost worried to death, wuwuwu..."
"What happened to me?" Jiang Lingfeng felt as if he had had a very long dream.
"You are being controlled by someone." Feng Qing said in a calm voice. Fortunately, that person's skills were still inexperienced and he was not proficient enough in puppetry, otherwise Jiang Lingfeng would have been controlled by him long ago.
"What do you mean?" Jiang Lingfeng was puzzled.
The others also looked at Feng Qing, waiting for her to answer their questions.
"The other party wrote your birth date on talisman paper and made it into a paper puppet, so as to control your soul for his own use." Feng Qing explained briefly.
"I remember now. Last time a Taoist priest told me my fortune and asked me for my date of birth." Jiang Lingfeng suddenly realized. At that time, he felt that what the Taoist said was very accurate, so he gave him his birth date and horoscope without thinking too much. I didn't expect the other party would have such an idea. It makes me shudder just thinking about it.
"Where did you meet the Taoist priest?" Jiang's father asked in a deep voice.
"Yunyan Mountain."
"I will send people to Yunyan Mountain now. Even if we have to turn the whole mountain upside down, we must find that Taoist priest." If anyone dared to harm his son, he would never let that Taoist priest go.
"He is no longer in Yunyan Mountain." Feng Qing said in a calm voice.
"Master! Where is he?" Jiang's father now believed Feng Qing's words without a doubt. Before, he was too superficial and judged people by appearance, but after seeing her abilities, he had nothing but admiration and respect for her.
"It's useless even if you find him. You are no match for him." If her guess was correct, the Taoist priest should be a member of a sect.
In addition to the ten ancient martial arts families on Earth, there are many other sects, such as Emei, Kongtong, Wudang, Maoshan, etc. She had also come into contact with people from some sects in her previous life. Many of them were cultivators. Although their strength could not be compared with that of the cultivators in the world of cultivation, they were not people that Jiang's father could afford to provoke.
"Am I just going to let this go?" Father Jiang clenched his fists unwillingly.
Feng Qing took out a talisman and handed it to Jiang's father, "Take this. When you meet that Taoist priest, just shout 'Lin!' and he will turn into ashes."
"Thank you! Thank you!" Father Jiang took the talisman gratefully and winked at Mother Jiang.
Jiang's mother immediately understood and walked out of the room.
After a while, Jiang's mother brought out a passbook and handed it to Feng Qing, "This is a little gift from us, please accept it, Master."
Feng Qing didn't hesitate to take the passbook and put it in his pocket. He turned to look at Lu Xuanluo and asked, "Are we going back?"
Lu Xuanluo nodded and looked at the three members of the Jiang family, "Uncle! Aunt! Lingfeng, you have a good rest, we are going back." He patted Jiang Lingfeng on the shoulder. He is his good brother, and he is happy for him to see him recover.
"We'll take you there!" Now the Jiang family is filled with gratitude towards Feng Qing. Fortunately, I chose to believe before.
After sending Feng Qing and Lu Xuanluo to the car, the three members of the Jiang family returned to the house only after the car had driven away.
Feng Qing supported her chin with one hand, leaned lazily in the chair, and looked at the scenery passing by outside the window.
"Sister, how do you know all this?" Lu Xuanluo was now full of curiosity about Feng Qing.
Feng Qing turned to look at Lu Xuanluo, raised the corner of his mouth wickedly, and said lazily: "Secret."
"Will you accept any disciples? I'm very smart." Lu Xuan smiled and revealed his big white teeth.
"No!" Feng Qing refused mercilessly.
"Sister!" Lu Xuanluo reached out and tugged at Feng Qing's sleeve, speaking coquettishly.
"Drive carefully." Feng Qing remained unmoved and closed his eyes to take a nap.
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