The Heavens: Cross the World

Chapter 215 People in this world also know the Six Meridians Excalibur?
"That reporter, your friend?"

Feng Ji came out, saw A Cong at the door, and asked.

Cong smiled awkwardly: "No."

Feng Ji smiled, and Huang Yongfa followed.

"She keeps chasing her, and something will happen sooner or later."

As Huang Yongfa spoke, he got on his bicycle and seemed ready to go back.

Feng Ji said: "Don't worry about her, she just committed suicide."

Huang Yongfa sighed and asked, "She is going to be interviewed, why don't you agree?"

"Didn't you agree too?"

"It's no good for ordinary people to know that ghosts exist."

Feng Ji smiled: "Not necessarily, at least ordinary people know that there are ghosts, and when they do bad things, they feel fear in their hearts."

Huang Yongfa shook his head: "Then people will live in fear forever, and some powerful people will reach out to interfere in the Yin and Yang realms."

Feng Ji smiled: "Do you think no one is intervening now?"

Huang Yongfa was taken aback for a moment, then looked at the female ghost with her neck crooked beside Feng Ji, and thought about it: "Is she related to those two girls with amnesia?"

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "She is the girl who died on the set."

Huang Yongfa nodded: "Then you should be busy, I won't ask any more questions."

As he spoke, he got on the bike, turned around, and was about to leave when he suddenly asked, "Since you don't worry about ordinary people knowing about the existence of ghosts, why don't you accept her interview?"

Feng Ji chuckled: "It's just that the female reporter is upset."

Huang Yongfa suddenly laughed and rode his bike home.

Feng Ji looked at A Cong and said, "Do you know Aunt Mei?"

A Cong was taken aback for a moment, with a nervous expression on his face: "What's wrong?"

"Take me to her and ask her something."

A Cong hesitated for a moment, and said, "Master, that woman is a bit moral, she is different from Fa Zai, she is a bit evil."

Feng Ji patted him on the shoulder: "It's okay, just take me there."

"it is good."

A Cong got into the car immediately, and Feng Ji sat in the back seat.

At this time, the reporter Fang Zining hurriedly chased him out, shouting, "Hey, wait a minute, wait a minute!"

Feng Ji said: "Don't pay attention to her."

A Cong glanced at Fang Zining's long legs reluctantly, but stepped on the gas pedal and roared away.

Fang Zining stomped angrily in the back, and immediately ran to his car, started the car and followed closely.

Feng Ji sat in the car and said, "Tell me, why do you want me?"

A Cong was taken aback: "What?"

"Not talking to you."

Ah Cong's scalp felt numb for a moment, and he looked left and right, and looked in the rearview mirror, but he didn't see anyone.

In an instant he understood that there was a ghost in the car.

His heart was pounding and he was sweating coldly.

On the back seat that he couldn't see, the female ghost with a crooked neck was floating beside Feng Ji.

"Please, save... save Tongtong."

Feng Ji frowned and asked, "What happened in the hotel that day?"

"I have no idea."

"Then why do you want me to save her? What danger is she in?"

"There is... There is a ghost following her..."

"Impossible, I've looked around her, there are no ghosts."

"Have……"

Li Yuehan said stubbornly.

Feng Ji frowned, recalling that the second daughter seemed to have yin entanglements, but he really didn't see ghosts entangled.

After thinking about it, Feng Ji said, "I'll go and have a look when I'm done."

Li Yuehan sat beside him with her neck tilted.

Feng Ji glanced at her: "What else?"

"I can not go back."

"What do you mean?"

"Something keeps me from going back."

"What?" Feng Ji asked suspiciously.

Li Yuehan shook her head, unable to explain.

Feng Ji thought for a while: "Follow me first during this time."

After saying this, he closed his eyes and meditated.

Cong carefully looked back a few times, and finally arrived at the destination, secretly took out the jade pendant, put it on his eyelids, and turned to look in the rearview mirror.

Seeing this, Li Yuehan tilted her neck and rolled her eyes, staring at him as well.

Looking at each other, A Cong suddenly put down the jade pendant, her heart was beating wildly, and she almost cried out when she said the words "what the hell".

"Nimma, it's not easy to meet a female ghost, why is it so scary."

He complained in his heart, then turned his head to look at Feng Ji behind him, and said in a low voice, "Master, we're here."

Feng Ji opened his eyes and looked towards the side of the road. It was so late and only one shop was open.

Under the dim neon lights, on the upstairs windows, the red lantern sign flickered.

"[A date in this life]"

The LED formed these four characters, which made Feng Ji slightly taken aback.

"Is this where Aunt Mei stays?"

Cong nodded again and again: "Aunt Mei opened a matchmaker shop here, and introduced people to people. She also works part-time in fortune telling, divination, dream interpretation, etc. I heard people say that she also does dark marriages and the like. Wider than Fazi."

Feng Ji couldn't help being amazed, who would have thought that a psychic would become a matchmaker.

"Go, go up and have a look."

At that moment, Ah Cong took Feng Ji and pushed open the front of the store.

The decoration on the first floor is quite European and American, selling some paintings, flowers, suits, wedding dresses, rings and the like.

At the front desk, there was a middle-aged woman, dressed in a very foreign style, her lips were dyed bright red, as coquettish as if stained with blood.

She wears black-rimmed glasses and has long, blue-tinted nails, giggling as she looks at her computer.

I don't know what she is looking at, the light from the computer screen is a little green, against her face, it looks indescribably weird and permeating.

"Aunt May?"

Cong greeted each other cautiously. He was careless and generous towards ordinary people, but he was as cautious as a cat seeing a mouse when facing psychics.

Aunt Mei looked up, saw A Cong, and immediately laughed: "It's you? You don't hang out with Huang Yongfa, why are you running here? Looking for a partner?"

Cong immediately smiled and said, "No need, I don't need a partner, my master wants to meet you."

"Oh? Are you still an apprentice? Huang Yongfa accepted you as an apprentice?"

Having said that, she still set her sights on Feng Ji.

"Huang Yongfa is born with yin and yang eyes and can see ghosts. You can't learn this."

A Cong said with a smile: "No, Fazi is my good brother. I know his abilities. I worshiped a master as a master. He wants to ask you something."

"You are his master?" Aunt Mei looked at Feng Ji and said with a smile.

Feng Ji also smiled and said: "I heard that you will invite ghosts? Can you still communicate with ghost messengers?"

Aunt Mei laughed and scolded: "It seems that this little thing has told you everything, are you an exorcist? I didn't see anything special about you."

Feng Ji's eyes flickered slightly, and he opened his eyes to look at Aunt Mei.

However, she saw that Aunt Mei's yin energy was dim and her yang energy was strong, she didn't look like she was dealing with ghosts at all.

Feng Ji smiled and said, "I'm also curious, how do you, a psychic, exorcise ghosts?"

Aunt Mei laughed: "Hahaha, who told you that I exorcise ghosts?"

Cong hurriedly whispered next to Feng Ji: "Aunt Mei is good at inviting ghosts. Helping people in the yang world communicate with people in the underworld."

Feng Ji raised his eyebrows: "So powerful? There are so many ghosts in the underworld, and she can invite them just by asking?"

Aunt Mei smiled and said, "As long as you have money."

Feng Ji laughed: "Okay, then I will try."

As he spoke, he asked, "How much do you charge once you make a move?"

"Buy it now, 10 yuan."

Feng Ji nodded slightly: "Not much, it's very reasonable. In this way, you help me invite a ghost, and I will pay for it when it arrives."

"Why don't you do business, come with me."

With that said, Aunt Mei waved her hand and led Feng Ji and A Cong to the second floor.

The decoration style of the second floor is quite different from that of the first floor. When you go up the stairs, there are rune-like paper symbols everywhere, dotted on the ceiling.

On the surrounding walls, there are many Buddhist niches, and there are candles everywhere.

In the center of the room, there is an Eight Immortals table, on which two white candles stand, and in the middle is a bowl of uncooked rice with a pair of chopsticks inserted upside down.

In addition, there are pens, ink, paper and inkstones on the table. The pens are ordinary signature pens, but the paint inside is red.

The paper is also ordinary A4 paper, but the runes are drawn on it in advance.

The overall style here is full of elements such as mystery and horror, which is completely different from the one below.

"Sit down, these A4 papers are guides to the underworld. After a while, you can write the person you are looking for on it and tell me the date of death of this person. I will cast a spell at that time and ask the ghost messenger to bring someone up."

Aunt Mei handed over a piece of paper, Feng Ji took it casually, and carefully looked at the talismans on it.

It seems that this talisman is natural, and the pen and ink are smooth.

"Aunt Mei, why do you ask about the date of death?" Cong couldn't help asking.

Aunt Mei chuckled, "For the living, ask about the date of birth, and for the dead, of course ask about the date of death."

For the dead, the date of death is naturally when they become ghosts, which is regarded as the date of the birth of ghosts, just a different kind of birth.

Feng Ji picked up the signature pen and thought about it, but he didn't know who to write.

He originally wanted to write about the bald ghost, but he hasn't found out the origin of the bald ghost, so naturally he has no way of knowing the date of the bald ghost's death.

Feng Ji glanced around, and suddenly saw a today's newspaper not far away.

There was a car accident news on it, and the girl's name and birthday were written in the news.

"The deceased Lin Sitong, 26 years old, worked as a model..."

The newspaper is today, and so is the date of death.

Feng Ji wrote down the person's information casually, and he handed Lu Yin to the other party.

Aunt Mei took the ticket and said, "Who is this person?"

"Friends." Feng Ji said casually.

His purpose was naturally not the dead soul of the girl named Lin Sitong. What he wanted to see was how the other party cast spells and how they invited ghost messengers to come up.

Standing aside at the moment, watching Aunt Mei prepare with great interest.

But Aunt Mei lit two incense candles on the table, then lit Lu Yin, and gently placed it in an empty bowl beside her.

Then she took off her glasses, pulled the rice bowl over, and gently pushed aside the rice on the surface, revealing a hard-boiled egg.

But she saw Aunt Mei lightly inserting rice grains, closing her eyes, and began to mutter something.

Her fingers were long and slender, with faint blue nails, which looked very eerie under the candlelight.

As she kept inserting the rice, as the rice grains jumped, there seemed to be a gust of cool wind blowing in the air.

A Cong was a little nervous, so she stepped back quickly and moved a little closer to Feng Ji.

Feng Ji's spiritual consciousness had already covered his eyes, and his sky eyes were opened, staring at Aunt Mei.

Not long after, the weird words in Aunt Mei's mouth suddenly became even weirder.

Her emphasis also instantly became gloomy.

In the air, there was a lot of cloudiness, and the temperature dropped several degrees rapidly.

A Cong couldn't help trembling all over, hurriedly picked up the jade pendant, put it on his eyelids, and looked around nervously.

Suddenly, the candlelight flickered, and a shadow slowly appeared beside Aunt Mei.

Feng Ji stared at this figure, his spiritual sense was powerful, and it was clearer than A Cong could see with the jade pendant.

This is a middle-aged man with a pale face and no obvious injuries on his body.

He was wearing a black suit and a top hat, his eyes were blurred, he glanced at Feng Ji and A Cong first, and he couldn't help being surprised to see that they were also looking at him.

But without thinking too much, he picked up the ashes of the burning guide, took out a guide, glanced at it, and quickly disappeared.

A moment later, the dark wind howled again in the air, and a female ghost in an embarrassing figure and covered in blood appeared in the house.

She was terrified and wailed, "Where is this? Where is this? Who are you? Please, let me go, let me go, woo..."

Before the female ghost could react, suddenly the man in the suit pushed the female ghost onto Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei suddenly raised her head, her voice changed to that of the female ghost, and she yelled, "Where am I? Who are you? Who are you?"

The man in the suit laughed, turned his head to grin at Feng Ji and the two, and suddenly grabbed.

Immediately, the female ghost was caught again and pushed towards Feng Ji.

He actually wanted this female ghost to get on Feng Ji's body!
Feng Ji didn't panic. He waved his hand lightly, and his magic power surged out instantly.

It turned into a sharp sword energy in the air, roaring and slashing at the ghost messenger!

The ghost messenger was instantly surprised, and immediately backed away to dodge!

puff!

Immediately, the walls of the house were pierced by sword energy.

The ghost messenger immediately shouted in horror: "Six Meridians Excalibur?"

This time, Feng Ji was surprised, and he suddenly shouted: "Do you recognize the Six Meridians Excalibur?"

The ghost messenger looked flustered, and immediately dissipated the yin energy, and disappeared quickly!
Feng Ji's expression darkened, and he immediately turned his head to look at Aunt Mei.

But seeing that Aunt Mei had already recovered, the ghost just now had no effect on her.

She stared at Feng Ji: "You know how to use the six-meridian sword? Are you from the Duan family?"

Feng Ji's eyes brightened sharply: "You also know the Six Meridians Excalibur?"

Aunt Mei didn't speak, and kicked out suddenly.

Whoa!

The entire Eight Immortals Table turned upside down and slammed into Feng Ji!

Feng Ji punched out casually!
Boom!

In an instant, the Eight Immortals table exploded!
Looking up again, Aunt Mei jumped up and jumped from the window on the second floor!

Feng Ji immediately ran after her, but saw that Aunt Mei's figure was like lightning, and the height of the second floor seemed to be no difficulty or danger for her. She stepped on the external unit of the air conditioner, kept jumping and running, and quickly fled to the street.

Feng Ji looked surprised, this Aunt Mei can actually kung fu?

He originally thought that this world's spiritual energy was exhausted, and no one knew martial arts long ago, but Aunt Mei's appearance made him greatly astonished.

He didn't even think about it, he jumped up and used his lightness kung fu to catch up!
Whoops!

Feng Ji's lightness kung fu is superb, and he often flies seven or eight feet away with a little help. With his speed soaring, he can only be seen whistling in the air continuously, as if he never landed.

Passers-by on the street exclaimed when they saw this scene, and picked up their mobile phones to take pictures.

But their follow-up speed was too slow, Feng Ji had disappeared almost as soon as he raised his phone.

In just a few breaths, Feng Ji had already caught up with Aunt Mei.

Aunt Mei was running wildly on the street, and when she glanced at it out of the corner of her eye, her expression changed drastically again!

"Qinggong? You...you are from Bureau 2002!"

She exclaimed, there was no road ahead, it was a parking lot.

At that moment, she turned over, jumped into a car, and turned around to stare at Feng Ji.

Feng Ji also stopped and looked at Aunt Mei: "What 2002 game? What are you running for?"

Aunt Mei was taken aback, and looked at Feng Ji strangely: "You don't know the 2002 game?"

Feng Ji shook his head: "I don't know, I'm just curious, how do you know that I'm using the Six Meridians Excalibur? Also, what happened to the ghost just now? Why does he also know the Six Meridians Excalibur?"

Aunt Mei was suspicious, looked at Feng Ji, and asked, "Is your surname Duan or Murong?"

Feng Ji was surprised, and said, "No, my surname is Feng."

"Impossible! In this world, only the Murong family and the Duan family can master [Six Meridians Divine Sword]!"

Feng Ji had some vague guesses in his mind, but he wasn't sure. He just asked in a deep voice, "I'm lying to you? It's easy to catch you."

"You...you really weren't from Bureau 2002?"

"Like I said, I don't know what the 2002 inning is."

Aunt Mei's expression changed for a while, some were left alive, and some were pleasantly surprised.

She thought for a while and said, "Then where did you learn this Taoism?"

Feng Ji shook his head: "You answer my question first."

Aunt Mei's eyes flickered, she nodded and said, "Okay, let me say...boom!"

She shot suddenly, kicked a rearview mirror away, and shot at Feng Ji with a bang.

Feng Ji shook his head slightly, a little disappointed, and said, "Don't play with me with such petty thoughts."

"You didn't know where I was when I killed someone."

call--

In the air, Feng Ji's figure flickered, and an afterimage flashed past.

When she reappeared, Aunt Mei's neck was already held by a big hand, and if Feng Ji squeezed it lightly, she would die here immediately.

However, at this moment, suddenly behind Feng Ji, a dark wind came, and the terrifying cold wind howled.

Feng Ji didn't seem to be surprised, he grinned at the corner of his mouth: "You followed all the way, are you finally willing to come out?"

That cloudy wind hit Feng Ji's body, Feng Ji's body suddenly became jade-like, and his skin was like crystal clear jade!

The blood roared and shook all over his body.

Zi-!
The yin energy behind him was like water pouring into a frying pan, evaporated instantly, and there was a sizzling sound!

Only a sharp wailing sound could be heard!
"what--"

Aunt Mei's expression changed drastically, and she shouted behind Feng Ji, "Husband!"

Feng Ji turned around slowly, with surprise on his face: "This ghost messenger is your husband?"

But in the distance, the ghost guard in a suit who was almost dimmed by Feng Ji's energy and blood was staring at Feng Ji with horror on his face.

"Buddhist Taoism? No, no, this body training method, although there are signs of [Fudo Mingwang Method], but it is a Buddhist technique. In your body training technique, there is no Buddhist light, but a Taoist technique! You... who are you?"

This time, it was Feng Ji's turn to be surprised.

The opponent can even see the traces of the Buddhist [Fudo Mingwang method] supernatural power in his own exercises.

You must know that my [Infinite Heavenly Venerable Art] body training method evolved from Child Elder's [Eight Desolation and Six Harmonies Only Self-Respecting Divine Art].

And the [Eight Desolation and Liuhe is the only one who respects me] is Xiaoyaozi's enlightenment from the Buddhist [Fudo Ming Wang Fa] magical power.

If this person hadn't seen the [Fudo Mingwang Method], he would never recognize the origin of his Taoism.

Feng Ji was very surprised, why do people in this world know the Taoism of Tianlong world?
You must know that even the people in the Tianlong world have long forgotten Taoism. Most of all Taoism has been lost, and even the remaining ones have degenerated into martial arts cheats.

(End of this chapter)