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Chapter 348: Three Breaking Days, Ah Ping is Released
"What? That gangster lives here too?!"

Ma Xiaoling's reaction was exactly what Wang Zhenzhen expected.

Whether it was the shock, the fleeting surprise, or the gnashing of teeth at the end that might be real or might be used to disguise and cover up the true emotions, it all seemed like a perfect performance of the plot in her heart.

"Wasn't he working undercover in Japan? Why did he come back suddenly?"

Wang Zhenzhen couldn't help laughing and said, "Xiaoling, you really care about him!"

"What nonsense are you talking about! I really want to cut him into pieces! He almost pissed me off when he was in Japan, and now that he's in Hong Kong, I'm going to teach him a lesson!" Ma Xiaoling waved her fist.

Wang Zhenzhen said bluntly: "Then you can go now, he lives on the fourth floor."

Ma Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, then when she saw the teasing on Wang Zhenzhen's face, she immediately burst out laughing and pounced on her.

"How dare you make fun of me!"

After fighting for a while, Wang Zhenzhen begged for mercy breathlessly, and the fear in her heart disappeared.

After lying down, she hugged Ma Xiaoling's arm, stuck close to her, and said, "Xiaoling, let me tell you, Mr. Hong may not really be an undercover."

"Huh? Why?"

"because……"

After Wang Zhenzhen's explanation and Kuang Tianyou's evidence, Ma Xiaoling finally believed that Hong Chen was not an undercover agent.

"So, he really is a gangster?" Ma Xiaoling's brows seemed to be furrowed even more tightly.

"That's not necessarily true. I heard from Uncle Gu that he hasn't been out many times since he moved into Jiajia Building. If he is really a gangster, how can he be so idle?"

"That seems to make sense, but he is neither an undercover agent nor a gangster, so what does he do?"

Wang Zhenzhen shook her head: "Then I don't know, why don't you go ask him?"

"Why should I ask him?"

"Xiaoling, aren't you curious yourself?"

"Humph! I'm not curious! Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed."

Ma Xiaoling hugged Wang Zhenzhen and closed her eyes, but her mind was still not calm.

Hong Chen’s identity is one aspect, and the lingering negative energy around Jiajia Building is another.

On the same night, Sister Jin didn't sleep well.

She seemed to have had a nightmare. Her eyeballs kept moving under her tightly closed eyelids, sweat oozing out of her body, her face looked very ugly, and she tossed and turned, groaning non-stop.

In the drawer of the bedside table next to it, the diamond wedding ring was flashing a faint cold light.

The next day, it was sunny.

The delivery man delivered the items directly from the dock to the house early in the morning.

Hong Chen cleaned up a room for himself and moved the alchemy furnace, which was nearly a person's height, into it.

Tear open the cardboard box and you will find a nailed-together wooden frame with lots of foam padding inside.

Hong Chen was too lazy to dismantle the items. Suddenly, solar flames shot out from the palms of his hands, burning the cartons, wooden frames and foam to ashes in an instant, without leaving any dust in the process.

Afterwards, he simply summoned the Sun Dragon, had it shrink its body, and flew around the alchemy furnace while breathing fire, so that the alchemy furnace would burn bright red and golden without being melted by the high temperature.

You don't have to use water to wash things, using fire may wash them more thoroughly.

After all, if this alchemy furnace really originated from Emperor Jiajing of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Houzhao, then no one knows what kind of messy things he stuffed into it when he was making the elixir.

Hong Chen left talismans on the six sides of the room to isolate the sound, temperature and light, so as to avoid unnecessary trouble if discovered.

After he finished the arrangement, he cleaned the alchemy furnace.

This alchemy furnace has restored its original golden color after being purified by the sun's flames, and it looks even more dazzling than if it were made of real gold.

The heavy furnace cover was opened and the Sun Dragon flew in to continue working.

Hong Chen walked around the alchemy furnace and observed it.

The alchemy furnace is mainly composed of the furnace body, furnace cover, furnace bottom and furnace eye.

The furnace body is the core of the reactor, with cloud and thunder patterns on the left and right, and Tai Chi diagrams on the front and back. The bottom of the furnace is engraved with cloud and dragon patterns, showing luxury. The lifelike nine dragons on the furnace cover make him feel particularly destined.

Although it is not known how the owner of this alchemy furnace speculated whether it belonged to Emperor Jiajing, Hong Chen can at least be sure that this alchemy furnace was indeed used by an emperor.

Hong Chen pulled the alchemy furnace in the air with one hand, and it shook slightly.

Immediately afterwards, an extremely illusory, almost transparent, incomplete dragon energy was seen being snatched out of the furnace.

As soon as this dragon energy appeared, it seemed to dissipate completely. Its eyes were lifeless and its cry was weak.

Yes, after all, the Ming Dynasty had perished hundreds of years ago. If it weren't for this alchemy furnace as a carrier, this dragon energy would have long since dissipated into heaven and earth.

Hong Chen grabbed the dragon energy and pressed it into his heart, letting the nine dragons share it.

The luck rises a little bit more.

In a moment, the cleaning work was completed.

Hong Chen adjusted his breathing and prepared to start practicing.

The doorbell rang suddenly.

Turning his head, he raised his eyebrows, patted the alchemy furnace, turned around and left, closing the door.

Opening the door, Hong Chen smiled and said, "Hey, Miss Ma? It seems that we are really destined to be together."

Ma Xiaoling rolled her eyes at him: "Come on, young master! You've already met Zhenzhen, don't you ever think about meeting me again?"

"Of course I have thought about it, and...I think about it every day."

Hong Chen looked into her eyes seriously.

Ma Xiaoling was stunned for a moment, then kicked the iron door outside in embarrassment, "Are you talking to me through the door? Hurry up and open it!"

"Okay, okay, Miss Ma, please come in. What would you like to drink?"

"Whatever. Coffee would be best." Ma Xiaoling put her hands behind her back, walked slowly, and looked left and right.

"I happen to have some Blue Mountain coffee from Jamaica. I'd like to give it to you to try."

"Don't buy fakes. I have tasted real Blue Mountain coffee." Although she was talking to Hong Chen, her eyes seemed to be scanning the entire room. Seeing that everywhere was clean and tidy, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

Soon, Hong Chen brought the coffee.

"Come on, Miss Ma, sit down and taste the truth."

Ma Xiaoling sat down with a smile, picked up the coffee and smelled it, her eyes immediately lit up.

"So familiar, I will never forget this taste!" She laughed happily, her curved eyebrows like crescent moons. Then, she couldn't wait to stir it with a coffee spoon to cool it down, and then took a sip carefully.

After a few seconds, she put down the coffee cup and looked at Hong Chen with bright eyes: "It's true!!"

Hong Chen shrugged.

If Ma Xiaoling's answer just now was no, then the head of the CIA in Jamaica would go to see God today, because this coffee was a tribute from the other party to Hong Chen, the purpose of which was to get out of that ghost place with not much oil and water.

Now, congratulations to the guy whose name Hong Chen couldn't even remember, who finally got what he wanted. "Do you have any more?" Ma Xiaoling's smile suddenly became a little more gentle, "I can buy it."

"Forget it, I'll give it to you. I don't drink it anyway."

"Okay!" She agreed quickly.

Although it’s not that I can’t afford it, the free ones will definitely taste better.

Hong Chen stood up to take it. Ma Xiaoling was reluctant to let it go after receiving it. Just as she said, it is very easy to buy a fake one at a real price.

"The underworld, I didn't expect you to have such connections?"

"Now you're not saying I'm undercover?"

"Zhenzhen told me that you look like a gangster. You are not a police officer."

Hong Chen took a sip of water: "I told you a long time ago that I am a businessman."

“Hehe, although your actions don’t seem like gangsters, they have nothing to do with businessmen either.”

During the bickering conversation, Ma Xiaoling finished the whole cup of coffee and then got down to business with satisfaction.

"I heard from Xiaoling that Jiajia Mansion is holding a vegetarian feast tonight?"

"Really? I only paid the money, I didn't pay attention to when."

Ma Xiaoling said angrily: "On the third day of the month, I really don't know what that liar was thinking!"

Hong Chen couldn't help but laugh: "You already said he was a liar, so what's so strange about him not knowing the Three Breaking Days?"

The Sanpo Day is an extremely yin day that occurs once every sixty years.

The yin energy was extremely heavy that day. Because the wronged ghosts and evil spirits could not be reborn and did not receive offerings from their relatives, their resentment could not be relieved and even grew deeper and deeper. Therefore, when the yin energy was at its strongest, they would break through the barrier between yin and yang, return to the world of the living, and vent their resentment.

Therefore, the Sanpo Day is often the day when hundreds of demons roam the night.

On that day, you are absolutely not allowed to burn paper, and you are not allowed to open the altar.

Because you don’t know how many wronged ghosts and evil spirits that will be attracted that have not been worshipped for years.

Ma Xiaoling pouted: "Fortunately, Zhenzhen called me last night and asked me to come and sleep with her, otherwise, you would be in big trouble!" She stood up, took out the makeup mirror, and said: "By the way, there is something I dare not tell Zhenzhen, but you should not be afraid, right?"

"what?"

"The day I came back from Japan, I discovered that Jiajia Building was surrounded by evil spirits. When I came here last night, I found that the evil spirits had not decreased but increased, and there was even a lot of bad luck. I guess it has something to do with the two girls who were murdered recently. But I couldn't find any trace of ghosts when I used the spirit movement instrument, so I felt it was very strange."

Hong Chen blinked: "Could it be that your...spiritual device is broken?"

"Impossible! I just went to see Uncle Qiu who made it a few days ago. He has verified it. There must be no problem with the Spiritual Instrument."

"So there's no ghost?"

Ma Xiaoling frowned: "Even if there are no ghosts, there must be other dirty things!" After that, she fell into deep thought.

After a while, she came back to her senses and saw Hong Chen playing a game. She immediately stepped forward and snatched the game controller in a bad mood, "Gangster! Are you familiar with that policeman?"

"God bless? It's okay, we are friends."

"You're really not undercover?"

"This speculation is not going to work, is it?"

Ma Xiaoling laughed and said, "I want to go and see the bodies of the two girls. Oh, and also the dead Ping Ma. Can you introduce her to me?"

"it is good."

Hong Chen took out his cell phone, not wanting her to take it away again.

She said condescendingly: "I asked you to go to the police station with me, not to make a phone call and continue to stay at home and play games!"

Considering the two long legs so close to him, Hong Chen generously forgave her.

Go downstairs.

As soon as I got out of the elevator, I ran into Aping.

At this time, Aping had his head down, his back hunched, and looked lifeless. He didn't notice Hong Chen at all.

"Luo Kaiping." Hong Chen took the initiative to speak.

When Aping heard his voice, his whole body suddenly trembled and he looked up instantly.

Seeing his expression, even the exorcist Ma Xiaoling couldn't help but be shocked.

It’s not that he is ugly, but the combination of his hideous face and a pair of vicious eyes is really chilling.

"You still don't understand?" Hong Chen frowned. "I have already reminded you in a very straightforward and gentle way. Even because of your mother-son relationship, the saying that three times the limit can be broken. Don't you have any remorse at all?"

Ah Ping's face twitched, and his voice was as cold as ice: "There is one thing I know very well, it's you who killed my mother."

Hong Chen looked at him steadily, with disappointment in his eyes.

Although he was indeed ruthless when doing things, he also really wanted to help this shy and filial man.

Ah Ping also looked back firmly, with hatred and murderous intent in his eyes not concealed at all.

After a while, Ma Xiaoling pulled the corner of Hong Chen's clothes.

"You have no chance."

Hong Chen shook his head and walked out of the building side by side with Ma Xiaoling.

Behind them, Luo Kaiping did not move, but his eyes followed their figures all the time.

After getting in the car, Ma Xiaoling was still in the driving seat, but after fastening her seat belt, she did not leave immediately. Instead, she turned around and asked, "What did you mean by what you just said to him?"

"You haven't seen Ping's mother. She was very strange when I saw her. I have good observation skills and I could tell that she was not breathing, so I reminded Ping several times in a special way. Zhenzhen should have told you that if she hadn't been there that time and Ping hadn't cried and begged me, I would have definitely shot her.

In addition, I actually tried to stop Pipi from dying that night. I wanted to kill Ping Ma physically, but Ping knelt on the ground and begged me. What’s even more interesting is that Pipi even asked me to forgive Ping Ma, so I left and she died.”

After hearing this, Ma Xiaoling was stunned for a long time and couldn’t help thinking: Is it really a zombie?

In this era, corpse-transforming zombies are almost extinct, and she has never seen the remaining general zombies.

As the contemporary descendant of the Exorcist Dragon Clan, she had never even seen this species that had influenced the Ma family for thousands of years. It was a pity.

After calming down, she asked with a strange expression: "So you let Pipi go when she told you to?"

"The victim is not being held accountable. I am neither a police officer nor a judge. Why should I meddle in other people's business?"

"Hmm... that makes sense. So when you see someone who's not breathing but can still talk and move, are you really not scared at all?"

Hong Chen smiled: "Didn't I tell you that if I become a ghost, who is more ferocious? Besides, I have even seen ghosts, why should I be afraid of a corpse? Someone said that all fear comes from insufficient firepower. Coincidentally, I think my firepower is sufficient, so I am not afraid at all."

Ma Xiaoling was speechless, thought for a moment, and said, "I now feel that you are not a gangster."

"Really?"

"I think you must be a member of the KB, and one who has participated in bloody massacres! Otherwise, where do you get such courage?!" After a pause, she suddenly narrowed her eyes, as if questioning: "By the way, why didn't you contact me after you found the dirty stuff?"

Hong Chen sighed, "Ms. Ma, may I ask, when did we exchange contact information?"

(End of this chapter)