From Jiu Shu's world

Chapter 393 Wind Spirit
Henry Zhang and Feng Shayan walked into the yin house together. At this time, a errand stationed here saw Henry Zhang coming, and immediately stood up and saluted: "My lord."

Henry Zhang nodded slightly, and glanced at the spiritual positions on the shelf in the lobby. Half of the spiritual positions were already full of dead souls at this time.

Henry Zhang said: "You send these ghosts to the store to find Tingting, don't come back tonight, go to another stronghold."

Henry Zhang and Feng Shayan have been busy dealing with Xia Dongqing's matter all afternoon, and it was mostly dark when they came here, so it is not a problem to escort the ghost.

The ghost messenger was a police officer who was at the same time as Gong Mingyuan, and he didn't dare to ask any more questions. He bowed and said, "Understood, my lord, this subordinate will go over and force the new ghost to Master Ren."

He has been a ghost messenger for a while, and he is already extremely proficient in escorting.

He turned to face the hundreds of spiritual positions, and shouted loudly: "The new ghost obeys the order, let's go!"

The voice is full of majesty, using the power of the evil.

Those ghosts living in the spirit space began to crawl out of the spirit space one after another, including men, women and children.

Some of them are sober, some are ignorant, but under the restraint of this chain of ghosts, messengers and snake spirits, they all lined up neatly.

The ghost messenger turned around and bowed to Henry Zhang: "My lord, my subordinates are on their way."

Henry Zhang nodded and said: "Let's go, it's delivered, and you are allowed a half-day vacation."

After hearing this, the ghost messenger showed joy, and hurriedly said, "Thank you, my lord."

After a half-day vacation, they can be attached to the paper figurine and go back to see their relatives. This is a good benefit for them to take a day off in January.

The ghost messenger escorted this group of dead souls to the tavern bookstore. Although Henry Zhang was not in the store, Ren Tingting still had the authority to enter the small underworld, and he could send people to death, which did not hinder things.

"not bad."

After the ghost messenger left, Feng Shayan suddenly said such a sentence, her beautiful eyes were full of praise, and a smile hung on the corner of her mouth.

"What's good?"

Feng Shayan walked up to Henry Zhang and clinged to him, and the temperature between each other was clearly detectable. She stretched out her slender hand to caress Henry Zhang's face, and said with a smile: "Of course I saw that you have the appearance of the lord of the underworld."

Henry Zhangdao: "Why, am I not like before?"

Fengshayan shook her head slightly, but the tip of her nose was getting closer to Henry Zhang, she said: "It's not like, it's not like at all."

Her voice was a little cold and arrogant, but she showed concern for Henry Zhang, and she said: "You are so kind, so kind that everyone regards you as a friend."

"but"

Feng Shayan changed the subject, and she said: "Compassion does not rule, you are the master of the underworld, it's okay to be kind when there are few people, but there are many kind people, and you can't control things. You have to be majestic and show both kindness and power."

Speaking of this, Fengshayan's lips were printed on Henry Zhang's face, gently, and she left as soon as she touched it, she smiled and said: "It feels a little like that just now."

After listening to her, Henry Zhang smiled, stretched out his arms, wrapped around Fengshayan's slender waist, and hugged her side, he smiled and said: "From now on, just like Tingting, help me manage things, things in the underworld."

Feng Shayan was taken aback for a moment, and she said, "What about you?"

"Of course I will continue to be the hands-off shopkeeper."

Henry Zhang laughed. He likes to be leisurely and make friends. Whether he is the lord of the underworld will not change his personality.

As for the majesty of the lord of the underworld, his strength and status lie there. If he really dares to offend, who can bear it?
Not to mention that after the arrogant Feng Shayan became his person, if he wanted to offend Henry Zhang, he might be taught a lesson by her first, so there was no need for him to exert power on others.

Feng Shayan heard Henry Zhang say this, and immediately said coquettishly: "Hey, slob, that's how you tricked Sister Tingting into the tavern."

At this time, Fengshayan felt Henry Zhang's self-confidence, and realized that Henry Zhang's true nature just now was soft on the outside, and she knew that such Henry didn't need to remind herself, so she patted Henry Zhang's hand on her waist, and said angrily: "Let go, I'll take Feng Ling down."

Henry Zhang let go of her slender and powerful waist with a smile, and said: "Go, Feng Ling has come out of form, and it's time for you to show off your skills."

Listening to Henry Zhang talking about Luo Tian Dajiao, Fengshayan's eyes were full of confidence, and she said: "Then need to say?"

Feng Shayan walked in front of the shrine, and the sculpture inside the shrine began to vibrate slightly.

Feng Shayan took off the red cloth covering the statue's eyes, revealing the face of the wood carving.

The facial features that Henry Zhang had not engraved with a knife are now almost grown by themselves, with a delicate and natural face, just like another sand swallow.

However, on this delicate face, the fly in the ointment is that the position of the pair of eye pupils that should have been charming is still blank.

Feng Shayan said: "Feng Ling, I will help you transform into form today."

The woodcarving responded tremblingly, exuding a cold breath, and lightly touched Feng Shayan's hand, as if to thank him.

Feng Shayan smiled slightly, then turned her head and said to Henry Zhang: "Go upstairs."

The yin house was bought by Feng Shayan, although Henry Zhang has been using it, it has been arranged as a yin house.

But the room on the top floor has not been moved at all, it has been kept here as Feng Shayan's room.

Originally, Ji Mengyu lived there for a while when she came to guard, but she didn't expect to use it today.

The room is very large, it should be specially decorated, with a soft sofa and a big bed, and a small table on the side.

Feng Shayan moved the table away, leaving a large space, and then found a glass bottle of [-] to [-] centimeters from nowhere, and said to Henry Zhang: "Henry Zhang, help me release Yang Yuhuan's ghost. "

Henry Zhang nodded, and Yang Yuhuan’s ghost was thrown into the glass bottle with a wave of his hand. At this time, she was still sealed by Henry Zhang, and she had no intention of resisting, so she was transferred into the bottle like this.

Henry Zhang asked: “Do you need my help?”

Feng Shayan shook her head and said, "I will do it myself."

Feng Shayan knew that Henry Zhang would do it for him, so it would naturally be easier, but she didn't want to be a woman who relied on Henry Zhang for everything.

She put the glass bottle on the open space, and then put on a crystal silk glove on one hand. The glove was woven from thin crystal silk and was white.

But when she put it on, it was at the fingertips, and bright red began to ooze out. As soon as the red came out, she saw crystal threads extending from her fingertips, and it was Feng Shayan who cut her finger with the crystal threads The tip draws blood.

White crystal filaments, stained with blood, began to dance around the glass bottle, like five slender and powerful brushes.

Controlled by the wind, sand, swallows, and qi, the drawing of the crystal silk became faster and faster, and a talisman array full of witch patterns began to be drawn around the glass bottle.

The talisman array is bright red, the runes are mysterious, and a faint red light flashes on these carved witch patterns. At the same time, densely packed small patterns began to appear on the glass bottle above, and the red light gradually reflected the room.

After more than ten minutes of drawing the witch pattern, even the woodcarving body was stained with many red runes, only the face was still clean.

Fengshayan placed her wood carving on the other side of the talisman array, then retracted the crystal silk, took off her gloves, and walked to Henry Zhang's side.

"tired?"

"A bit."

Feng Shayan nodded slightly, she continued to bleed to carve talismans, and manipulated them with qi, which was a torment for her, who didn't often carve talismans.

After answering Henry Zhang, her gaze fell on the wood carving in the formation, and then ordered: "Let Feng Ling start."

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