Yin Yang Lantern Man

Chapter 307: Thousand Miles of Tricks
"I just came to take a look."

Chen Ning'an glanced at the surroundings and saw that the Daomei faction was very poor.

An entire faction of people were crowded into the house, and it was obvious that they were not living well.

"What do you do for a living?"

He came to the place of worship, where there were some plaques hanging on the wall, with the names of the successive leaders of the Daomei Sect.

The one at the top is naturally Jiang Yun.

He held an incense stick in his hand, and inserted one into Jiang Yun's hand, teasing:

"I'm sure you used this method to burn incense for me in the past."

The incense sticks ignited without fire. Chunyun told him awkwardly, "We usually only take on some divination tasks. If someone asks us to catch ghosts, we can barely handle it."

"reluctantly?"

Chen Ning'an's voice was filled with doubt: "The Zhang Qingshou family has developed this into a big business, why are you so reluctant?"

"Uncle Master, you don't know something."

Chunyang looked helpless: "After this theory of ghosts came out, those things seemed to appear out of thin air in the world. Some small ghosts are easy to catch, but the big ghosts are hard to deal with."

"If you don't have any Taoist skills, you will basically die if you encounter him. Most of the disciples of our Daomei sect have died because of this."

It has been passed down from generation to generation, but by the time it came to them, the practice was no longer complete. Without anyone to guide them, they were unable to learn many things.

"That's not an excuse. If Daomei doesn't have it, you can find someone else to learn it from."

Chen Ningan looked at the names on the tablets and said, "Gather all the people in Daomei Sect. I want to see what the sect that Jiang Yun left behind is like."

If nothing can be done, then he can only look for other candidates.

In such a big world with such a dense population, if Zhang Qingshou can use it to return to the void, why can't Chen Ningan?
Two days later, the last member of the Daomei faction who was far away abroad came back, and everyone sat in the small room.

"Chunyun, where is the great-grandmaster you mentioned?"

A woman wearing sunglasses took a puff of cigarette. After entering the WTO, she chose to develop her career abroad.

It seems that things are going well at the moment and he is already wearing gold and silver.

Chunyun looked at the little junior sister in front of him. Chunyan was the cutest. There was a "Yan Zi" in the character, which meant as passionate as fire.

She was lively and innocent, almost the same as Zhang Yufeng now, except that she had a more aggressive personality.

But the way it looked now displeased him at first sight.

Is a foreign country really a place where people can change?

"Junior Sister Chunyan, our uncle is outside enjoying the view. We need to wait a while."

Chunyun's expression was not very natural. He had already briefly explained the situation on the phone.

"The master hasn't come yet, let's wait a while."

They are all disciples, of the Chun generation. The leader of the Daomei School of this generation is called Deyu, also of the De generation.

Sect Leader Deyu was dealing with the ghost fog in Changbai Mountain and was delayed the longest in returning.

As for what Chen Ningan was appreciating...

Of course, it is to enjoy the bloody scene.

He was outside the South City, surrounded by dense smoke and debris.

Countless corpses were lying all around.

"My dear general, do you want to fight again?"

Chen Ning'an sat cross-legged in the void, opposite him was the last person left here.

The commander of the South City Army is also the only general here.

The momentum to deal with him was huge, because there was a death order from above regarding the Zhang family's issue, but he really couldn't do anything about this devil.

Chen Ning'an sat cross-legged high in the sky, like a god.

The thermal weapons had no effect at all. Not even a hair on his body was burned, but they were.

The devil waved his hand and there was an endless gale that blew over the tanks and caused the fighter planes to fall because they could not maintain their balance.

He pressed it lightly again, and the earth rolled like waves, and an earthquake swallowed up their lives.

At this time, there were still many soldiers struggling to survive underground.

"You monster!"

The general would rather die than obey, and Chen Ning'an's face turned colder.

"Then go to hell."

He turned and left, and thunder fell!

With his current life level, dealing with mortals is easier than stepping on an ant.

It turns out that in the eyes of practitioners, mortals are really ants.

This is not a derogatory term, but a statement.

"The people from the Daomei faction should be here by now."

He took a step and returned to the house in one step.

Zhang Mingzhi and Zhang Yufeng were extremely busy.

At the same time, they had to buy melon seeds, fruits and food.

On the one hand, they have to receive their uncles and aunts, and more importantly, they also have to greet the brothers and sisters brought back by their uncles and aunts.

There's nothing we can do about it; they're the only ones familiar with this place and are busy running around.

"Quick! Go out and buy a bag of salt!"

Zhang Yufeng shouted at the top of his voice: "It's almost time for lunch. It's too late if you're late."

She didn't notice that there was a person behind her.

Chen Ning looked at her quietly. Chun Yufeng still knew how to cook, and the food was still delicious.

Well...now it's time to call him Zhang Yufeng.

As the home-cooked dishes came out of the pot, she turned around and was startled again.

"Ah! Master, uncle master..."

Zhang Yufeng's face turned red immediately, and he didn't know why he suddenly felt shy.

"I'll taste it."

Chen Ning'an picked up the chopsticks and took a bite. The taste was almost exactly the same as in his previous life.

He stood there in a daze, as if petrified.

"Master-uncle?"

Zhang Yufeng waved his hand in front of him, not daring to say anything impolite since no one had eaten yet.

If you say that, you will definitely be beaten by your master.

And for some reason, she had a good impression of this great uncle who suddenly appeared.

"Yeah, it's okay, just continue cooking."

Chen Ning'an shook his head. The contrast of meeting an old friend made him feel emotional.

If I marry Zhang Yufeng, I will definitely have a good life in the future.

This girl's soul exudes the word "good".

Unfortunately, he was not interested in this, and he and Zhang Yufeng were destined not to be together.

"My immortal heart is immortal, it will never wither or wither."

Chen Ning'an thought that if he could find Wang Youcai and bring them together, it would be an explanation to Wang's father and mother.

As for him?
Haha, forget it.

"The food is here."

Zhang Yufeng brought a variety of dishes to the table, including braised meat. It was a real feast.

For the Daomei faction, it was very rich. Chunyan frowned, she was tired of eating these things.

But it was good for Chunyun. He immediately shouted, "Everyone, eat quickly, eat quickly!"

"Oh, wait a minute!"

Zhang Yufeng hurriedly pulled him back, "Master and uncle are in the kitchen."

"Um!!!"

Is the uncle master in the kitchen?

Chunyun's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly stood up to check: "Master Uncle is in the kitchen, why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Doesn't this make him appear unfilial?
He hurried in and saw Chen Ning'an holding a kitchen knife, cutting something slowly.

It was something red. Chunyun looked at it for a few seconds and smelled a familiar scent.

His pupils suddenly contracted.

"I eat differently from you guys."

Chen Ningan came out holding something red: "Everyone, don't be so reserved, let's eat."

The expressions of the fellow apprentices were different. They were all secretly looking at this great-grandmaster, afraid that staring directly at him would be too presumptuous. Only Zhang Yufeng asked curiously, "Great-grandmaster, what are you eating? Can I have a taste?"

She felt that what her uncle-master ate must be better than what she ate.

After all, his status is there.

Zhang Mingzhi hurriedly pulled his sister's sleeve. This was a life-threatening thing. Could he just casually ask about what his uncle-master ate?

He witnessed the downfall of the Zhang family with his own eyes, and the things on the plate looked very familiar.

"Some animal organs that you are not used to eating."

Chen Ning'an smiled and shook his head. This little girl still loves to eat so much.

He glanced at the second-generation disciples of the Daomei School present.

"Well, refining essence into qi, six to refine essence, two to refine qi."

Seeing through their true colors at a glance, Chen Ning'an sighed.

"You guys are a little weak."

These were blunt words. Upon hearing them, everyone put down their chopsticks, knowing that the great-grandmaster had something to say.

But there was a hint of dissatisfaction in some people's eyes.

They were living well, but suddenly someone came and said he was their great-uncle. No normal person could accept this.

"Uncle Master, do you have anything to say?"

Chunyan picked up her sunglasses and didn't take them off while eating.

"Well, a little bit. There is something wrong with you all."

Chen Ning'an glanced at her, and Chunyan's sunglasses were picked out.

All I could see was the eyes below, which were full of bloodshot.

"Junior Sister Chunyan, what's wrong with you!"

Chunyun stood up suddenly. He was frightened by Chunyan's appearance.

"Did you deal with the ghosts yourself?"

"Brother, I have this... I have this..."

Chunyan's face was gloomy and tears were streaming down her face.

Junior Sister Chunyan, who had been pretending to be rich, finally revealed her vulnerable side and burst into tears with a "wow"!

"Brother! I have become an ugly monster! That ghost has replaced my eyes!"

She cried so sadly that she couldn't stop her tears. All her previous disguises were completely broken.

All the senior brothers were furious when they saw this!

"Junior sister, what kind of ghost is bullying you? Why don't you tell us?"

Chunyi slapped the table and stood up, and the food clattered:
"Brother will avenge you and bring your eyes back!"

"stop."

Chen Ning'an glanced at her, and with another move of his fingers, all his clothes were torn apart.

I saw a human face crawling on Chunyi's belly.

Chunyi hurriedly tried to cover it, but how could he cover it?
Chen Ning'an said calmly, "You two both came into contact with ghosts but didn't have the knowledge you should have, which caused irreversible damage to yourselves."

"I won't talk about the rest of you. You know your own situations."

"Master uncle, you really have a sharp eye."

Chunyi sighed and sat down. He had already acknowledged Chen Ning'an's identity.

"But we can't do anything. We grew up in Daomei Sect and only learned divination and exorcism. We don't have any special skills."

"After going out, you can tell fortunes anywhere. There are even fortune-telling tutorials online. Many people learn a little and then come out to compete with us for business."

"If we don't take on the task of exorcising ghosts, we'll all be left with nothing."

"Weakness is the original sin."

Chen Ning'an snorted coldly, stood up and said, "Xiao Feng, clear the table."

Let's not have this meal.

"I'm not full yet." Zhang Yufeng muttered to himself, scaring Zhang Mingzhi so much that he kept pooping.

He felt like his fingers were going to be pulled apart. Isn't this sister afraid that her uncle-master might hear it?
Chen Ning'an ignored them and tapped the table. The residue on it melted into green smoke. He waved his hand again, and the pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the altar fell on the table.

Glancing around, he said, "Today, I will teach you how to deal with your problems and provide you with resources. After a while, if I think you are qualified, I will give you a great opportunity."

"For Jiang Yun's sake, and because Xiao Zhi has cleared my name, I will give you a fair chance."

He picked up the cinnabar pen and said, “Chunyan, right? Watch carefully and see how my strokes are as I teach you to draw a wooden talisman.”

His pen moved swiftly, with twists and turns, and the wooden talisman became a success.

"Wooden Talisman?"

Chunyan had never heard of it. She looked carefully at the wooden talisman on the table and it seemed to come alive.

"Draw it yourself."

Chen Ningan gave her the pen.

It’s not that he didn’t take out the wooden talisman directly, but the main thing is that the wooden talisman he drew had a lot of problems.

If someone else used it, it would be more terrifying than being attacked by a ghost.

Chunyan copied the same thing and indeed he had some real skills. It seemed as if he had never stopped training himself.

It did!

Unlike Chen Ning'an's wooden talisman, the wooden talisman she drew gave people a warm and bright feeling. If you look closely, there seems to be steam coming out of it.

"Well, put it on and see for yourself."

Chen Ning'an took away his wooden talisman, and Chunyan used it obediently. The next second, she miraculously found that her eyes were recovering and becoming warm, no longer accompanied by cold and pain.

“Great, it works!”

Chun Yi was even happier than Chun Yan. He clapped his hands and knelt down to Chen Ning'an: "Thank you, Uncle Master. Thank you, Uncle Master!"

"Ah."

Nodding, Chen Ning'an looked at Chunyan's face. His flesh and blood had recovered and he no longer needed a second talisman.

But the next second, the flesh on Chunyan's face was suddenly torn apart.

The eyes kept spinning out of Chunyi's control.

"It's a ghost!"

Chunyun hurriedly went to the altar to get the magic weapon to get rid of the ghost on Chunyan's face.

These eyes have been possessed by a ghost.

"it's useless."

Chunyan was a little depressed, "The ghost is on the other side of the ocean. If we don't deal with its true form, this eye can't be cured."

After all, she herself had ghost eyes on her face.

"Humph! You don't take me seriously."

Chen Ning'an snorted coldly, and the dark soul suddenly appeared behind him.

In an instant, the sky in the south city became dark.

He said coldly: "Give me three minutes."

Three minutes was enough, with the eyes on Ruyan's face, enough for him to go back and forth.

Yuanshen stretched out his hand, plucked out two eyeballs from Chunyan's face, and disappeared.

With the help of the wooden talisman, the blood did not flow out.

Chun Yi didn't dare to move. At this time, the Daomei Sect was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop.

Zhang Yufeng in the kitchen stopped stealing food and murmured, "So handsome."

"Handsome? Grandmaster Uncle dug out Grandmaster Ruyan's eyes!"

Zhang Mingzhi was terrified, fearing that Chen Ningan would be unhappy and kill them all.

But he thought wrong.

In less than three minutes, the dark sky of South City became bright again and Chen Ningan's soul returned.

In his hand, he held a ghost with disheveled hair and extremely long limbs.

"Wow!"

The ghost kept struggling in his hands, roaring and shouting: "I will eat your eyes, eat your eyes!"

"Humph! Can't you see who I am?"

The golden light on Chen Ning'an's body dissipated and reappeared in an instant.

However, at this moment, the eye-eating ghost was struck by lightning and could not move.

It... was frightened.

(End of this chapter)