Chapter 72 Chapter 72 Hidden Note (Twenty)...

Daoist Master You closed his eyes, pondered for a moment and then opened his eyes, twirling his fingers with his left hand: "I wonder what the little friend is talking about? This calamity belongs to you, Or your family?"

"They are my friends," Ning Helan said.

Taoist Master You nodded, took out a piece of paper and a pen from the side and handed it to Ning Helan: "Please also ask your friend to write your friend's name and birthday on this."

Ning Helan took it and handed Feng Zi He's name and birthday were written on it.

"Let me take a look." Daochang You took the paper and his expression changed after just one glance. He stopped smiling and looked straight at Ning Helan.

"Meow!" The calico cat keenly sensed that something was wrong in the atmosphere and scurried away from under the table.

The woman who was picking herbs over there heard the sound and looked over here. Taoist You looked at her seriously and winked at her.

"Oh, sorry, dear customers, my shop has something unexpected and is going to close now. Please come back tomorrow. Come on." The woman said to the other customers who were waiting or chatting there.

After sending the customers away, she quickly closed the door and turned off the lights at the entrance of the store.

Now only Ning Helan and the two of them were left in the store. Taoist You leaned back and stared at the young man in front of him: "What is the relationship between the Feng family and you?"

"Didn't I just say it, friends." Ning Helan also leaned back, crossing her long legs. He stood up and folded his hands.

Taoist Priest You nodded: "No wonder I predicted yesterday that someone would come to me about the Feng family's affairs. But can you solve this matter? I think you are too young."

Ning Helan smiled faintly: "That depends on how it needs to be solved."

"Oh?" Taoist You dragged out the last word, looking at the handsome boy in front of him with interest.

"If it's magic, I may not be able to beat you, but it's just force... I think I can beat him." Ning Helan turned his wrist, "Do you want to give it a try?"

Taoist You was startled and stood up from his chair reflexively. He felt that the man in front of him was not joking. He soon realized that his attitude was a bit exaggerated, so he laughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment.

"My dear friend, although I don't know if you are of the same mind, I take money to help people eliminate disasters, but I don't do it arbitrarily."

Ning Helan raised his chin slightly and looked at him: "Master You, you are Having said that, I will tacitly acknowledge that the Feng family's affairs are related to you. I want to ask, is the person who commissioned you the Zhao family? "

"Well..." Taoist You rolled his eyes, "It is our job to keep secrets for those who are destined to be together. The rules of this line of work."

"How much did the other party give you?"

"Two million."

Taoist You did not hide this money. Ning Helan raised his eyebrows. Zhao Jianshe was really generous. Two hundred Ten thousand, a curse that lasted for ten years, it really took a lot of effort.

"Master You, doing such evil things for money will shorten your life, aren't you afraid?"

Unexpectedly, Master You was not afraid at all when he heard this, but laughed out loud. He put his hands behind his back and said, "I I am eighty-four this year. Even if I shorten my life span, how much can I hide? Besides, we cultivators know our own destiny well.

Then he walked to Ning Helan and lowered his eyes slightly to look at him: "Besides, How can a small Taoist priest like me handle this kind of thing? There must be someone up there, right? "

"There must be someone up there?" Ning Helan subconsciously looked over there at the wall, paying attention to the A virtual sun rat with a rat's head and a human's body.

"My friend, I see that you are young, so don't force yourself to get involved in these matters. Just pretend that you don't know. The Feng family's doom was determined ten years ago, and ordinary people can't do anything about it." Taoist You stroked his beard. "Thank you. "

Ning Helan stood up, took two steps towards the gate and stopped again, "Master You, let me ask you again, if the Feng family cannot resolve this disaster, "

Master You looked at him for a while, sighed and said, "It is very dangerous for people who don't know the situation to get involved. Moreover, the Feng family's calamity started ten years ago. It is very difficult to solve it now. It’s a complicated and difficult curse... Well, just forget about it and go."

"Are you talking about the Soul-Binding Curse?" Ning Helan's eyes flashed.

Taoist Master You was stunned. He obviously didn't expect Ning Helan to know this: "Do you know the Soul Binding Curse?"

"Not only do I know it, I also saw Ghost Messenger Twenty-Three." Ning Helan said, "This Twenty-Three also means He was paid to do the job... But, I don't think an ordinary person like him can communicate directly with the ghost messenger. Could it be that Twenty-three is also your man, Taoist Priest?"

After hearing Twenty-three's name, Taoist Priest You's face turned ugly. He was silent, looking somewhat embarrassed. After a while, he raised his head and said, "I can only say that the way to break the calamity is to find the sacrifice of the person who cast the curse."

Ning Helan had never heard of this: "Sacrifice ? "

"The sacrifice is used by the person casting the spell as a condition to trade with the monster or the gods. After achieving the goal, the other party will take the sacrifice away." Taoist Master You said, "I have been casting spells for ten years. I don't have this ability. I just acted as the middleman between the client and the person who cast the spell."

"What is the sacrifice?"

Taoist You shook his head: "My friend, I can't say any more. This will break my rules. Ling'er, show me out."

The woman who had been standing silently beside him came up and respectfully extended her hand to Ning Helan: "Young handsome man, please." Ning Helan

did not linger, and when he walked out of the room, he looked at the painting on the wall again.

Rat, I have to go back and ask grandpa.

At around 7pm, the sun had already set, leaving only some remaining light shining on the earth. Everything was covered with a faint golden halo under the setting sun.

Fang Hui stood across the street, with Zhao Jianshe in front of him . He looked at the small courtyard of his home, thinking that this kind of rural place was decorated in a very Western style, and it was probably designed by a designer

. "It seems that Grandpa Feng's family is on par with them." Fang Hui muttered to himself. Out of the corner of his eye he saw a man wearing glasses walking towards him in a hurry. "This man seems to be... Zhao Shulin? "

Zhao Shulin was carrying a briefcase in one hand and talking on the phone with the other, and it looked like he had just got off work.

Fang Hui followed closely, only to see that Zhao Shulin did not go through the main door, but walked in through the side door. Although he closed the door casually

, Fang Hui also walked through it directly.

Thinking about it.

And he no longer wanted to get entangled with the fact that he could sometimes pass through objects and sometimes couldn't.

It seemed that no one was in the living room. Fang Hui followed Zhao Shulin back to the second floor. Zhao Shulin stopped outside a room and knocked on the door: "Dad."

Zhao Jianshe's voice came from the room: "Come in."

Fang Hui wanted to follow Zhao Shulin in after seeing him go in, but he was blocked by an invisible force.

He reached out and touched the air in front of him: "Boundary?"

The light of the barrier passed by, confirming Fang Hui's guess. He was not wrong. This was the barrier.

"Which normal family would open a barrier at home?" Fang Hui couldn't help but complain.

No, does that mean that Zhao Jianshe can also cast spells?

Fang Hui raised his head and looked at the study door. There was a small talisman paper pasted on the beam above the study.

It seemed that the barrier was opened by this talisman paper.

Fang Hui clicked his tongue and tried to get closer to listen to what was being said inside, but he didn't know whether it was because of the good soundproofing of the house or the good soundproofing of the barrier, Fang Hui couldn't hear anything.

Since he couldn't get in, he could only wait.

Fang Hui wandered to the living room on the first floor and sat down, paying attention to the movements on the second floor.

After a long while, Zhao Shulin and Zhao Jianshe came out of the room, and their expressions looked normal.

Fang Hui saw that the two of them went to the kitchen, as if they were preparing to eat, and Fang Hui quickly followed and sat on the dining chair next to them.

But at the dinner table, the two of them didn't talk about anything about the Feng family, they just chatted about random things, and Fang Hui was so sleepy that he almost fell asleep.

Zhao Jianshe asked, "Where did Xiaoze go?"

"Oh, he said he went to a classmate's house to play." Zhao Shulin said.

Who is Xiaoze? Fang recalled.

"When Xiaoze comes back, tell him to stay away from the girl in the Feng family. She is not a good person." Zhao Jianshe said.

Zhao Shulin was speechless: "Dad, what does adult affairs have to do with children? Tiantian is good-looking, sweet-mouthed, good at studying, and polite to others."

"I just can't allow it! How can there be any good people in the Feng family! Don't you know that his family is unlucky for our family? That little girl must have bad intentions towards our Xiaoze. If she gets into trouble in the future, our Xiaoze will be implicated with her... I think we should transfer Xiaoze to another school and not put him in the same class with her."

"Hey, Dad, what's the matter with unlucky or not? You believe everything the fortune tellers say."

This Xiaoze seems to be Zhao Shulin's son. He seems to be the boy who appeared in the restaurant that day. It sounds like he is a classmate of Feng Tiantian.

"Why don't you believe it? If your grandfather, my father, didn't believe it, our Zhao family would be extinct, and you wouldn't have your uncle and aunt, let alone me. Without me, how could you exist?" Zhao Jianshe was very unhappy.

Zhao Shulin pushed his reflective glasses and put a piece of food in Zhao Jianshe's bowl with chopsticks: "Dad, about what I just told you..."

Fang Hui immediately pricked up his ears and leaned over to listen carefully with a serious look on his face.

"I told you early in the morning that no one in the Feng family, from the old to the young, is a good person. They all have bad intentions!" Feng Jianshe said unhappily while chewing rice, "Why did you go when Feng Zihe called you? Why are you so obedient?"

"Dad, what happened at Uncle Feng's house last night was too scary. Except for Uncle Feng, everyone else fainted in the yard..." Zhao Shulin said, "If they hadn't been sent to the hospital in time, their lives might have been in danger. There's no way this can be explained scientifically."

Zhao Jianshe picked up a piece of fat meat and put it in the bowl, snorting coldly: "What scientific explanation? It's not normal for everyone to faint. They are all old men and women in their sixties and seventies. It's so late and they are still barbecuing in the yard, with charcoal and beer. It's strange if they don't faint."

Zhao Shulin opened his mouth, but decided not to refute it. Zhao Jianshe glanced at his son: "Why, Feng Zihe and the old man said I did it, and you believe it?"

"Dad, that's not what I meant."

"You are just like that little bastard Xiaoze, you are a traitor and you trust outsiders instead of me."

"Dad..."

"Let me tell you, the Feng family is not a good family. They must have done too many evil things in their daily lives, so the gods came to avenge them. They have brought this upon themselves!"