Wan Jianxing fell to the ground as skinny as a stick, his body still twitching, and he was already dying.
Wan Longlin flicked his hand casually, making a motion of throwing a hook, and then pulled it back fiercely. Wan Jianxing's skin instantly turned black, his face was twisted and he became motionless.
Others can't see it, but Xiao Feng can see it clearly. Wan Jianxing's soul has been taken away, and he will never be reincarnated.
Yang Shijun and others were stunned in shock. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, none of them would have believed that the yang energy of those mummies had been sucked away. They couldn't help but have a little more admiration for Xiao Feng.
Suddenly, Wan Longlin raised his head fiercely, opened his mouth and sprayed out the black mist. The entire roof was filled with black mist, but the black mist dissipated after a few seconds.
"Son, my son..."
"How could this happen? Why did this happen?"
Wan Longlin returned to normal, and knelt on the ground with a pop, stroking Wan Jianxing's mummy, and burst into tears for a while.
Xiao Feng shook his head: "Wanlong Forest, if you harm others, you will harm yourself. You, a mortal, want to control the gods. It's really unreasonable."
"It's you, it's you who ruined everything."
Wan Longlin yelled at him: "He promised me that as long as I kill Han Dongping's family, my son and grandson will be resurrected. I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost."
"What did you say?"
Xiao Feng's face darkened, and he suddenly remembered a person, the shaman, Wu Xingzi.
"Where is he? The shaman who helped you cast spells?"
Wan Longlin's body stiffened, his head drooped and he stopped moving.
"Wanlong Lin, you are suspected of murder and I want to arrest you."
Yang Shijun took out the handcuffs. Even if it was an evil spirit, he would have to be taken back for trial.
"Get away!"
Wan Longlin raised his head fiercely. Yang Shijun and others were frightened and stepped back. Fortunately, Xiao Feng supported her.
"Hahaha...good boy, you are really good."
Wan Longlin's voice changed and he became a different person.
"Are you Wu Xingzi?"
Xiao Feng heard it and looked around.
"You're hiding and playing tricks, so you don't dare to come out and see people?"
"Hey hey, what's going on?"
Yang Shijun was stunned. There was obviously something wrong with this conversation.
Xiao Feng glanced at her: "You guys go out first, I want to talk to him alone."
This is a private matter of the Han family and he doesn't want outsiders to know.
"Be careful and call me if you need anything."
Seeing his serious look, Yang Shijun and the police officer left the room.
"How did my adoptive father offend you? Why did you insist on putting his whole family to death?"
Xiao Feng asked.
"Why?"
Wu Xingzi said with a ferocious face: "He ruined my family and I will make him pay for it with blood."
"I know that you are the adopted son of the Han family. This matter has nothing to do with you. As long as you don't interfere, I will never embarrass you."
"To get to the point, what's the grudge between you and my adoptive father?"
Xiao Feng asked again: "If it was really the adoptive father's fault, I might not get involved."
"If you want to know, just ask Han Dongping."
Wu Xingzi smiled evilly: "Xiao, I know you have some abilities, but I advise you to think clearly. My senior brother will be back soon, and he is a real magic master."
"Your senior brother? Who?"
"I'm afraid I'll scare you to death if I tell you. My senior brother is the master of the Qingfeng Mountain Immortal Temple, the same as Bai Weng."
"It's Bai Wengtong again?"
Xiao Feng's face darkened, they were really enemies.
This went in a circle, and then came back again. It seemed that he and Shenxian Guan were bound to have a life-and-death fight.
"What? Are you scared? Those who know better, please stay away."
Wu Xingzi was very proud.
Xiao Feng asked him coldly: "Do you know Xing Hu and Yan Long?"
He frowned: "Do you know my two nephews?"
Xiao Feng walked up to him and said with an evil smile: "Of course, both of them were injured by me. One died and the other was disabled for life."
"What did you say?"
Wu Xingzi was shocked. Yanlong and Xing Hu were both masters of magic, but they were defeated by him.
"You bastard, I want your life."
He rushed towards Xiao Feng's chest with both hands and stabbed him. Xiao Feng took advantage of the situation and caught him.
"Show up for me."
He slapped Wanlong Lin's chest with his palm, and a line of red smoke rose from above his head.
"Uh... Xiao, I can't spare you."
As Wu Xingzi's scream disappeared, Wanlong Lin returned to normal, but his expression was a little dull.
"Eldest niece, come in."
Yang Shijun and other police officers were preparing to escort Wanlong Lin back to the police station for interrogation.
On the way out of the hospital, he was still drooling and looked like he was mentally disturbed.
A few patients in the hospital were discussing that the dignified chairman of the Jiangcheng Traditional Chinese Medicine Association was handcuffed. Something had happened.
"What's wrong with him?" Yang Shijun asked.
"Sequelae!"
Xiao Feng explained: "He was possessed twice in a row and couldn't bear it anymore. It's good that he's not crazy."
"Oh...it's really annoying."
Although the case was solved, how to write a report? How to record a confession?
You can't write about evil spirits causing trouble, right? It would be strange if Yang Shijun didn't worry.
Xiao Feng was not interested in caring about how the police handled it, so he said hello and left.
When I returned to Longshan Hall, it was already twelve o'clock in the morning.
Bing Ling called him several times, probably because she was hungry again.
Xiao Feng bought some midnight snacks on the way, and stopped as soon as he reached the back door.
"You've followed me all the way, are you tired?"
He turned around and stared at a big tree: "Come out, I've seen you."
"Boy, are you pretty good?"
I saw a woman in a miniskirt walking out from behind the big tree.
It was the Yin Yang Master whom I met during the day, Hua Murong.
Xiao Feng smiled: "So it's you? Why are you following me?"
"I suspect you are not telling the truth. Have you met Ling'er?"
She walked over with two big white legs, twisting and turning.
Xiao Feng frowned: "What kind of spirit bird? I have never seen it."
"Boy, I can read minds, you can't fool me."
Hua Murong stared at him.
"Mind reading?"
Xiao Feng looked her up and down, licking his lips and squinting.
"Then read it, what am I thinking about now?"
"Asshole, you dare to tease me?"
Hua Murong turned her palm and put a scimitar on Xiao Feng's neck very quickly.
"You still see? Believe it or not, I dug out your eyes."
"Hey, hey, don't mess around."
Xiao Feng pretended to be timid: "You are obviously the one who dresses so charmingly, why don't you let others see it?"
"Besides, it is natural for men to appreciate beautiful women."
"You brat, you have such a sweet mouth."
Hua Murong put away her scimitar and smiled charmingly: "Okay, I'm in a good mood today, so I won't argue with you."
"If you see Ling'er, remember to notify me as soon as possible. Do you hear me?"
"Don't worry, I'm sure!"
Xiao Feng smiled hypocritically, Hua Murong turned around and quickly disappeared into the night.
Xiao Feng put away his smile and narrowed his eyes. This woman is not easy to deal with.