"The spell is called Ghost Anger! You need to put the witchcraft energy into the human oil, let the two blend into one, and then use the human oil mixed with witchcraft energy to outline a pattern, and this spell is done.
In this process, the most difficult thing is to integrate the witchcraft energy and human oil, so not everyone can cast this spell."
Wu Jun replied, "I have tried it before, but it ended in failure. According to the records of the clan, some strong men in the third realm do not have this ability, but some people in the first realm can do it."
, which is very confusing.”
Zhang Fan is well aware of the difficulty of this step. Integrating into one is not as simple as injecting it into one. It is a new thing that is produced after the two merge and can no longer be separated.
"It seems like this process also depends on your understanding."
Zhang Fan said.
"You can say that."
Wu Jun replied.
"Then what's the use of this ghost and anger spell?"
Zhang Fan continued to ask.
"Injecting anger into the body of a ghost can turn an ordinary ghost into a crazy and delirious ghost in an instant."
Wu Jun said, "The classics only record this, but I feel that this ghost should be different from ordinary ghosts, and must have its power. After all, this ghost anger spell cannot be cast at will even by the strong men in the third realm."
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Zhang Fan agrees more with Wu Jun. A spell that even a strong person in the third level cannot cast at will cannot have only this effect.
"Okay, Chief Wu, I won't disturb you anymore. You can go about your business."
Zhang Fan said.
"Well, I really haven't seen any records about black spots. I'm sorry, Mr. Zhang, that I can't help you."
Wu Jun said apologetically.
"What's so embarrassing about this."
Zhang Fan said, "You have helped me a lot in these few matters."
The two exchanged pleasantries for a few more words and hung up the phone.
"The corpse spots that the Wu Clan leader told us about seem to have nothing to do with the black spots that are about to appear on my face."
Fang Haoming said.
"Right now, it seems that there is indeed no connection."
Zhang Fan added, "It doesn't mean that there is really no contact. Besides, even if there is really no contact, we have learned a lot."
"That's the truth."
Fang Haoming said.
About half an hour later, Liu Wanshui brought the food to the table, and everyone started to eat dinner. After dinner, everyone stayed in the living room for a while and then went back to their respective rooms. Fang Haoming was still in the same room as Zhang Fan.
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As soon as Zhang Fan returned to the room, his cell phone rang. Zhang Fan picked up the phone and saw that it was Old Man Ouyang calling.
"Hello..." Zhang Fan answered the phone and said.
"You didn't come back after you left last night. What's going on with Haoming?"
Ouyang asked.
"Haoming ran into some trouble, which caused him to become sallow and thin. We came to Wei County to solve the problem. However, we estimate that we will have to wait a few days to resolve the problem."
Zhang Fan said.
"Do you need my help?"
Old man Ouyang asked.
"You don't need it yet. If you need it, I'll call you."
Zhang Fan replied.
"Okay, by the way, Xiaofan, the person who stole the body of Mr. Yu Liang Yu is dead."
Old Man Ouyang said in a deep voice.
"died?"
Zhang Fan frowned.
Zhang Fan and Old Man Ouyang originally planned to investigate some situations from him, and then, after long-term planning, they would find a way to outwit the body of Jinfeng Sect Yu Liang.
Now that this man is dead, their plan has come to nothing.
"Okay, I understand. Once Haoming's troubles are resolved, we can discuss what to do about this matter."
Zhang Fan said.
"Okay, then you can go to bed early."
Ouyang said.
Zhang Fan and Old Man Ouyang had just hung up the phone when they received another call from Huang Qingyun. Huang Qingyun told Zhang Fan that he had sent his mother away and vacated the house for Zhang Fan, so that Zhang Fan could go back to live.
Zhang Fan could tell that Huang Qingyun was not in high spirits. Huang Qingyun probably hadn't come out of his father's shadow yet. Zhang Fan simply comforted him and the two hung up the phone.
Fang Haoming was already too sleepy to open his eyes and fell asleep while lying on the bed. Zhang Fan did not fall asleep immediately, but observed Fang Haoming sleeping for two hours.
In the past two hours, Fang Haoming slept soundly and showed no signs of waking up. Zhang Fan still didn't feel the slightest special aura from him.
Zhang Fan was so sleepy that he lay down on the bed and fell asleep.
Fang Haoming slept until the next morning. After he woke up and glanced at the time, he nodded with satisfaction. He finally fell into a deep sleep that he had not seen for a long time. This feeling was so comfortable.
Zhang Fan heard the movement beside him and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Fang Haoming's face, his brows furrowed tightly and his head suddenly woke up. Fang Haoming's face was already covered with black spots!
The size of the black spot was similar to that of Fang Haoming's disguise yesterday, but the color was darker.
Seeing Zhang Fan staring at him, Fang Haoming subconsciously touched his face and asked: "Brother Fan, what...what's wrong?"
As he spoke, he turned on the front camera of his phone. When he saw the black spots on his face, a look of horror appeared on his face.
"Brother Fan, dark spots really appear."
There was a hint of worry in Fang Haoming's voice.
But judging from Fang Haoming's appearance, Fang Haoming still does not appear to be in danger of life.
Zhang Fan took out the silver needle bag from the space ring, then took out a silver needle from it, and gently inserted it into the black spot. The silver needle turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.
"It's actually poisonous!"
Zhang Fan's voice was full of seriousness.
The next moment, Zhang Fan put his hand on Fang Haoming's wrist, but judging from Fang Haoming's pulse, Fang Haoming did not show signs of poisoning.
"How is this going?"
Zhang Fan couldn't help but said with confusion on his face.
"What's wrong, Brother Fan?"
Fang Haoming asked.
Zhang Fan told Fang Haoming what happened to Fang Haoming. Fang Haoming was just as confused as Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan took out the silver needle from his bag and began to use the Seven-Star Beidou Solid Poison Formation on Fang Haoming's body. As the formation progressed, the dark spots on Fang Haoming's face gradually became lighter until they completely disappeared.
The moment the dark spots on Fang Haoming's face completely disappeared, seven black spots where toxins condensed appeared on Fang Haoming's right arm.
"Brother Fan, it turns out I was poisoned."
Fang Haoming looked at his face that had returned to normal and said with a relaxed expression.
In his opinion, although his troubles have not been completely solved, at least the problem has been found.
Zhang Fan took a look at Fang Haoming's face, frowned and fell into thinking. Did they really find the problem with Fang Haoming?