Chapter 64 Chapter 64 Hidden Note (XII)…

Fang Hui rushed back to the bank of the Wangchuan River in one breath, and walked to the place where he fainted at that time with the help of vague memories.

He looked at the gurgling river water and the lanterns floating on the river from time to time. Although the Wangchuan River flows very slowly, the talisman paper must have been washed away long ago.

The Wangchuan River is endless, and Fang Hui suddenly felt that he was looking for a sword on a boat.

If he really looked for it here, it would be strange if he could find it.

But if he couldn't go back, he would die, and he wouldn't be able to gain merit. He kicked the water in front of him in annoyance.

As luck would have it, he saw two ghost messengers walking towards this side, followed by several souls, and it seemed that none of them could be reincarnated directly.

One of the ghost messengers was the red-armed ghost messenger.

Fang Hui stood by the river, not knowing whether to walk or not, until the red-armed ghost came over and saw him.

The red-armed ghost stopped and actually walked towards him. The nearly two-meter-tall ghost felt very oppressive to Fang Hui, and since he was only a soul now, the ghost was suppressing him by blood, so he still felt uncomfortable.

Fang Hui: ...

Red-armed ghost: ...

After looking at each other for a few times, Fang Hui thought he had to find an excuse to slip away: "I'm looking for something. Where does this river flow to?"

The red-armed ghost looked down at the river: "The Wangchuan River has no starting point and no end point. The river flows to nothingness... Did you drop something in the river?"

"Yes."

"Then you can't find it back."

Fang Hui's heart sank again after hearing the latter. The red-armed ghost asked casually: "What did you drop?" "

A talisman paper. The young Taoist priest said that I can't go back without this talisman paper." Fang Hui was very anxious and wanted to pull his hair, but suddenly remembered that he had a bald spot on the back of his head, so he didn't dare to touch it. "

I saw you were with the Seventh Master and Eighth Master just now. They can send you back." The red-armed ghost seemed to be pointing, but also seemed to be chatting.

Fang Hui's eyes suddenly lit up: "Really?!"

The red-armed ghost didn't look at him again and turned to leave. Fang Hui called him and said thank you sincerely.

The people who were waiting for the red-armed ghost saw him coming back and asked curiously: "Is the ghost over there Fang Hui?"

The red-armed ghost nodded lightly. The ghost was a little surprised: "Last time I heard them say that this guy was rude and mean, and it seems that he was beaten by you? Why does he look so polite today?" "

...Maybe he learned his lesson after being beaten, or maybe he has grown up." The red-armed ghost said lightly, "Let's go."

Fang Hui rushed back to Meng Po's office in one breath. Although some ghosts looked at Fang Hui strangely along the way, fortunately no one stopped him.

Meng Po was not in the office. Xiao Hei stood in front of the window with his arms folded, and Xiao Bai sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, drinking coffee.

After hearing the noise at the door, they all looked over there.

Xiao Bai was amused to see Fang Hui running out of breath: "Why are you in such a hurry? Come and drink some water to slow down?"

On the other side, it was already late at night. Ning Helan, Qin Yang and Xiao Liu had been waiting here for two hours.

Xiao Liu felt that his butt was about to become stiff, so he stood up and stretched his legs.

Qin Yang had already smoked three cigarettes on the balcony. The sky outside gradually darkened. At first, it was still full of stars, but now the wind blew, blowing in large patches of dark clouds.

The leaves of the pomegranate tree planted in the yard made a rustling sound, and the fish in the pond occasionally jumped out and then fell into the water again, making a splashing sound.

The wind gradually became stronger, and the branches of the pomegranate tree in the yard swayed gently.

Qin Yang extinguished the cigarette: "It seems that a storm is coming."

Ning Helan closed his eyes slightly, pursed his lips, and sat on the bed without moving. He has always had a calm temperament, but now he does not move or speak, very much like a monk meditating in the mountains.

If he were to wear ancient costumes, he would have the feeling of a god.

Brother Ji had fallen asleep in Xiao Liu's arms. Anyway, he would sleep in his nest or being held by someone.

Even though it is in a strange place, as long as the owner is there, it will relax like at home.

Xiao Liu looked at Ning Helan, walked to Qin Yang and stood side by side with him: "Captain Qin, this... Is Helan okay? Fang Hui should be okay too, right?"

Qin Yang sighed: "I don't know, this is the first time I see Xiao Lan use a formation."

In Qin Yang's memory, it was Ning Guohua who had always cast spells and set up formations, and Ning Helan and Qin Yang just watched from the side.

Xiao Helan has had extraordinary spiritual roots since he was a child, and has superb eyesight. He can see all the supernatural things around him. From

small lonely ghosts, mountain spirits and evil spirits to big monsters that have practiced for many years and can hide their breath, Xiao Helan can see through them at a glance.

You know, many big monsters that can hide their auras cannot be distinguished by Ning Guohua at first sight.

After watching so many, the playfulness of the child came to him. He and Qin Yang often pretended to be a Taoist priest and a little monster.

One pretended to be a monster to harm the world, and the other pretended to be a Taoist priest to exorcise demons.

At that time, Xiao Helan even took out his grandfather's Taoist robe, holding a peach wood sword, and imitated those people on TV, reciting his own formulas in a slurred manner.

Qin Yang played the tiger spirit, black bear spirit, and leopard spirit.

Then when it was Xiao Helan's turn to play the monster, he played the fox spirit, spider spirit, and butterfly spirit.

Ning Guohua was very curious why the monster played by Ning Helan looked smaller.

Xiao Qinyang said that because these monsters are all pretty, Xiao Helan is also pretty, so he was asked to play these monsters.

When asked why Qinyang himself did not play these, Xiao Qinyang himself was also pretty.

Xiao Qinyang said seriously that it was because those monsters were all girls.

As a result, Xiao Helan was so angry that she cried, and the two had a fight.

However, Xiao Qinyang never said such words again from then on.

Thinking of this, Qinyang felt a little confused. He could not remember since when Ning Helan had never played this kind of role-playing game with Qinyang again.

Although he still followed Ning Guohua to take commissions everywhere, Xiao Helan's eyes no longer had the expectation and surprise they had before.

Ning Helan was very young, but he had a calmness and naturalness that did not belong to his age. When there were supernatural things around him, he would no longer react, just like he could not see those goblins and ghosts.

Yes, he suddenly couldn't see them.

When did it start?

"...It seems that after Xiao Lan's parents got into trouble..." Qin Yang said to himself.

Xiao Liu vaguely heard what Qin Yang said: "Captain Qin, what's wrong?"

Qin Yang collected his thoughts: "Nothing."

He took out a cigarette, thought about it and put it back.

Although Ning Helan seems fine on the surface, he actually feels stuffy in his chest.

Fang Hui has been gone for too long this time, and Ning Helan is starting to feel uneasy. Suddenly, there is a loud thunder outside, which makes everyone panic.

"It's going to rain heavily..." Xiao Liu looked at the dark clouds that were getting heavier in the distance.

Suddenly, there was another thunder, almost lighting up half the sky.

Then the house suddenly became dark, and the power went out.

Qin Yang and Xiao Liu turned around to look inside the house. The formation on the ground was glowing faintly. Fang Hui, who was lying on it, was still motionless. Instead, Ning Helan, who was sitting on the bed, opened his eyes.

At this moment, his eyes were glowing slightly, with a faint blue color, like a treasure that appeared from time to time in the vast deep sea.

Ning Helan stood up, glanced at Fang Hui who had not returned yet, opened the door and walked out.

"Xiao Lan!" Qin Yang didn't know what Fang Hui was doing outside, so he and Xiao Liu quickly followed him.

The huge villa was pitch black, and apart from the occasional lightning outside the window, almost nothing could be seen clearly.

Qin Yang turned on the flashlight on his phone: "Xiao Lan?"

"Captain Qin, Helan is here." Passing by a room, Xiao Liu saw Ning Helan rummaging through something inside.

This is the study room, and there are many books on the bookshelf, many of which are still brand new and unopened.

Qin Yang saw Ning Helan looking for something on the bookshelf with a flashlight.

"Xiao Lan, what are you looking for? I'll help you." Qin Yang was still concerned about Ning Helan's night blindness.

Although the flashlight was on, Ning Helan really couldn't see clearly. Xiao Liu beside her was very active in helping: "I'll help look for it too... There are quite a lot of strange books here... "Demon Slayer", "One Hundred Questions on Exorcism", "Ten Methods of Catching Ghosts"... This Grandpa Feng is quite interesting."

Xiao Liu held the chicken in one hand and took out a similar book with the other hand: "Helan, do you need this?"

"No... I need books like Marxism and dialectical materialism." Ning Helan said honestly.

Qin Yang laughed, raised his head and went to the upper bookshelf to help Ning Helan flip through the books. Xiao Liu curled his lips: "...What do you want this kind of book for now?"

"It should come in handy later." Ning Helan said.

"The Principles of Scientific Atheism?" Qin Yang flipped out an old book, "Xiao Lan, take a look at this."

Ning Helan took it but did not open it, but weighed it in his hand and tested the weight: "It's a bit heavy, but it's okay."

Xiao Liu looked at the "Monster Hunting Chronicles" in his hand, and then looked at the "Principles of Scientific Atheism" in Ning Helan's hand. At this time, the book in his hand should be more reliable, right?

Before he could figure it out, he heard another thunderclap, and the night sky was torn apart by a blinding white lightning.

"Ah--!"

Several short screams came from the courtyard outside.

Ning Helan reacted quickly, ran to the window, supported herself with her hands, and jumped down from the second floor.

Qin Yang followed and took a look. For ordinary people like them, it was still a bit difficult to jump down from here, so he immediately turned around and ran to the stairs: "Here!"

When Ning Helan jumped down, she saw a black shadow appear in the yard with the help of lightning.

The shadow was weird and twisted, like a hunchbacked person standing there.

Except for Feng Zihe, everyone else fainted on the ground.

"Grandpa Feng!" Ning Helan ran over to help Feng Zihe up.

When Ning Helan touched Feng Zihe's arm, he found that his arm was cold: "Grandpa Feng, what happened?"

Feng Zihe's lips trembled unconsciously. He looked at the ghost over there in fear, pointed with his finger, and then closed his eyes and lost consciousness.

Ning Helan looked over, and the ghost appeared in full view from the shadow under the tree.

This thing was more than two meters tall, with a huge and deformed head, but its body was very thin as if it was malnourished, its limbs were long and twisted, and its arms were long and hanging on the ground.

The skin on its face was rotten, and it exuded a deadly stench.

Qin Yang and Xiao Liu ran down and were stunned.

Qin Yang uttered a curse word that needed to be muted, and Xiao Liu's eyes widened: "...Captain Qin, is this a ghost? Is it a ghost?"

"It's a ghost." Ning Helan narrowed his eyes. For him, he should not be able to see little demons and ghosts now, but he can see the ghost in front of him, and he can see it very clearly.

Ning Helan felt like something was hammered in the brain, and closed his eyes uncomfortably. If the demon power of this ghost is enough for ordinary people to see, then it is not an ordinary little ghost.

"Three Corpse Ghosts..." Ning Helan remembered that it was recorded in Grandpa's "Record of Demons and Ghosts". This was a big ghost with great demonic power.

The Three Corpse Ghosts glanced at the people who ran over with its empty eyes, and its gaze fell on Brother Chicken held by Xiao Liu.

Brother Chicken immediately struggled after seeing the Three Corpse Ghosts. When Xiao Liu was not paying attention, it pounced in front of the Three Corpse Ghosts.

"Kuuuuu!" Brother Chicken hit the Three Corpse Ghosts' forehead with great momentum.

The attack was actually effective. The Three Corpse Ghosts' head tilted back, and its body could not maintain balance, and then it took a step back.

"Ku ...

The three corpse ghosts stretched out their slender hands and grabbed Brother Ji's claws, then threw them to the side, and Brother Ji was thrown out.

"Brother Ji!" Ning Helan saw the three corpse ghosts slowly walking towards them. He took out a few talismans from his military green bag, took out one of them and clamped it between his fingers, "The spiritual rhythm of heaven and earth, the vast universe, the spiritual light shines, the evil spirits retreat!"

The talisman in his hand suddenly flew up as if it had life, and it stuck to the chest of the three corpse ghosts, and it burst into flames.

The three corpse ghosts screamed from the burn, and they tried to tear off the talisman with their hands.

Without waiting for it to react, Ning Helan threw out four more talismans, and the four talismans wrapped in different colored gases stuck tightly to the bodies of the three corpse ghosts.

The three corpse ghosts screamed, and they could not stand up, and they fell backwards to the ground.

"Is this... the Five Elements Talisman? Yes, I remember that Grandpa Ning used it before!" Qin Yang said in surprise.

The five talismans represent the five elements of gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and represent the power of nature respectively. However, he clearly remembered that when Ning Guohua used it, the five talismans would merge into one in the air.

"Is this the Five Elements Talisman? I've only heard of it but never seen it... It's too cool!" Xiao Liu next to him was about to cheer when he saw Ning Helan's figure sway and half-kneel on the ground.

Qin Yang was startled and hurried to help him: "Xiao Lan!"

Ning Helan's face turned pale, his breathing was rapid, and fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Xiao Lan, what's wrong with you?" Qin Yang looked at him worriedly.

Ning Helan now used her own spiritual power to send Fang back to the underworld. Every second Fang was in the underworld was consuming Ning Helan's vitality. Now he used the Five Elements Talisman, which was really a big loss to himself.

"...I'm fine." Ning Helan wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Let's go and rest..." Qin Yang said. He thought the matter was over, but he didn't expect that the three corpse ghosts over there slowly climbed up. He was shocked, "This thing is not dead yet?"

"He is not an ordinary little ghost. This little power of the talisman can't solve him." Ning Helan looked at that side and said, his eyes were full of understanding.