Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 15: Suppressing Another Evil Spirit
The driver stood up suddenly, black blood flowing all over his chest, his white eyeballs like dead fish, staring at Chen Ningan fiercely.

"Don't look at me, look at someone else."

Chen Ningan took two steps back. The driver's eyes were filled with malice, pure malice!
He frowned and glanced at Ye An's men. They were very far away from here, and were approaching at a slow and cautious pace.

Do you want me to test the driver?

A flash of enlightenment came into his mind: these people were different from what he had imagined.

The driver staggered toward him.

Chen Ning'an also slowly retreated. He sternly warned: "You'd better not mess with me, otherwise, I will make you unable to even be a ghost!"

The thunder of Leihuofeng is a thunder, and there will be false alarms at Yin and Mao hours. Chen Ningan calculated up to Yin hour, but still ignored Mao hour.

A wise man must have a loss if he is worried.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, the driver sped up and ran towards Chen Ningan quickly, the soles of his shoes making a squeaking sound as they rubbed against the floor.

“Crunch…Crunch…Crunch…

The sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the Ye'an Hall. Chen Ning'an misstepped and turned to run towards the two Ye'an people who were approaching cautiously.

"Give me the branch from before!"

He spoke quickly while calculating the distance.

The driver was not far away from him to begin with, and now he was two body lengths behind him after being chased and circled.

The two Ye'an people didn't say anything, but still approached cautiously, looking for an opportunity.

Are they looking for an opportunity to attack me when the driver attacks me?
Chen Ning's mind was as clear as a mirror. He took a deep breath and quickly took out the door god paper from his arms.

But he didn't open it. Instead, he turned around and pulled it out, releasing the airflow in his body.

The driver was blown back by the strong wind, and the black blood on his body splashed onto the glass.

With the help of the recoil, his speed increased greatly and he came directly to Ye Anren who was holding the lightning-struck wood branch.

The other party was obviously shocked by Chen Ning'an's move and his reaction was slightly slow.

"Give me!"

Chen Ningan snatched it roughly and then broke the branch in half.

The mutual hexagram Zefeng Daguo, it turns out that it should be here.

Dui represents destruction and Xun represents tree branches.

Zefeng Daguo is also chopsticks.

The branch broke and he picked it up like chopsticks, but did not attack the driver immediately.

Instead, he walked around the room. Chen Ning'an's yang energy was too weak, and the driver actually kept chasing him.

"Don't force me. It's still not too late to leave now."

Chen Ningan threatened it: "If I take action, you won't have any time to regret it."

He hoped that the other party would give up, but this thing seemed to have no intelligence.

No wonder he is.

Chen Ning'an waited for the air in his body to be filled again and took the initiative to approach the driver.

He hit the latter the moment he pounced and was blown to the ground.

By this time he had already caught up, predicted the opponent's landing point, and grabbed the driver's left hand.

The broken lightning-struck wood branch chopsticks were used to pinch and break the middle finger!
There are different requirements for the pinching and bending. There are two chopsticks, the upper one is yang and the lower one is yin, and they are also made of wood struck by lightning. When bending, the yin and yang forces are twisted, and the middle finger is directly connected to the heart and is the finger with the most yang energy.

The next second, the driver's body suddenly stiffened, and a dark object appeared in the room.

Familiar with it, just like the evil one before, Chen Ning'an took out the door god drawing that he had prepared long ago.

The dark thing let out a short scream and disappeared.

All this happened in a flash, within just a few breaths, but Chen Ning'an was so tired that he was gasping for breath. His body was shaking when he got up from the ground.

"Brother, are you okay?" The two Ye'an people didn't dare to get close, and asked cautiously from a distance.

"fine."

Chen Ning'an glanced at them and gained a better understanding of this mysterious department.

It was very different from Ri An. He smiled coldly: "In the future, I will also look at you coldly like this."

He placed his finger on the driver's pulse, made sure it was still beating, then left and signaled the people at Good Day to call the emergency number.

Without even looking at Ye Anren, he swaggered out of the police station.

As for the lantern bearers, it seems that their default choice is to go wild. If they hadn't had something today, they might have died.

"Maybe in their eyes I am a dying man?"

So if he does something himself, as long as it is a problem between the lantern bearers, will they not care?
Chen Ning'an thought about it and touched the branch in his arms.

Fuchun Road...

After the things arrived and he was prepared, he planned to go and take a look. If there really was a lightning-struck tree, it must be worth a try.

On the way back, still no driver dared to give him a ride.

Finally he chose to take the bus. On the bus, many people stayed away from him and did not dare to approach him.

They were afraid that if they braked, Chen Ning'an would fall on them and be in trouble.

“The specific medicine is really amazing.”

Returning to the rental house again, he felt his body and first looked at the mark on the door, but there was no movement.

But what he needed appeared on the bed: a piece of yellow paper, a piece of animal skin, and a bottle of blood about the size of a thumb.

They all look very ordinary, and except that the blood doesn't coagulate, they are no different from the things sold on the street.

There is also a brass Si Nan, which is worth 100,000 new Qin coins.

In the previous life, it would be 10 million RMB.

Things in that world are really expensive.

Chen Ning'an put them down. He was not in a good mental state today. He did not plan to draw talismans, but to catch up on some sleep.

He slept until the next day. After dawn, he bathed and fasted, recited the Three Officials Sutra, and then prayed to the gods sincerely. Then he began to draw talismans while chanting mantras.

10ml of ink is gone with one amulet.

This time, he did not choose the orthodox way of painting.

General materials are used to draw normal talismans, with the Three Pure Ones as the gods.

But this blood does not seem to be normal spiritual blood, it may be evil blood.

The talisman he drew this time was an "evil talisman" he learned from Southeast Asia.

The gods we pray to are also different and carry a yin energy.

Soon, a black and red blood talisman appeared on the yellow paper. He held it in his hand. The part of his shoulder that was stained with the evil spirit was not repelled, but instead became faintly strengthened.

This is a Vajra Talisman, which can make the body strong after use.

But the evil talisman comes with a price. After using it, your Qi and blood will be weakened, which may lead to a serious illness at the very least, or even a shortened lifespan and organ failure at the worst.

But Chen Ningan's body weight is even heavier now, so he doesn't care about these things.

There was still some blood left, so he drew some strange patterns on the animal skin.

There are also spells and prayers, but the pattern on the animal skin looks similar to that of a door god, but it is more evil.

This is an evil god, a type of tattoo that can also grant people strange powers.

It has a time limit. Once it is scratched or the spirituality in the blood evaporates, it will become ineffective.

Chen Ning'an estimated that it would completely lose its effect within a few days.

"I still don't quite believe in talismans and I'm skeptical."

He shook his head and put the things on his body.

He still believed more in his own divination skills and just hoped that he would not have to use these two talismans.

"Tomorrow, let's go to Fuchun Road and have a look."

Chen Ning'an made up his mind and stroked the two branches of the lightning-struck wood.

It's too small to do anything.

(End of this chapter)