The fruit basket is just the beginning, Jie Jie Jie..." At this time, Yin Gui's cold evil laughter rang throughout the room.
Hearing these words, Zhao Fushun's heart sank. He could no longer maintain his previous calmness. Murderous intent surged in his eyes. Dao Qi instantly floated out from his fingertips, and with lightning speed, he blew out the chandelier.
The ghost imprisoned him with magic. At this moment, Zhang Fan finally felt Zhao Fushun's strength. Both of his strengths were in the eighth level of the second realm.
"Tell me, who is the person behind you?"
Zhao Fushun asked with a cold voice. At the same time, he increased the power of the spell. He was threatening the ghosts by making them fly away.
But at this moment, a flash of yellow light lit up on the chandelier, and Zhao Fushun's spell to restrain the ghosts was instantly broken.
Feeling that the spell was disintegrated, Zhao Fushun quickly cast a second spell, but as soon as he came into contact with the yellow light, the spell lost its effect again.
The next moment, starlight floated out from the chandelier and dispersed between heaven and earth.
That’s right! The ghost in the chandelier has entered the underworld!
Zhao Fushun retracted his fist and cursed bitterly, "Looks like he came prepared! What kind of dog is plotting against me behind my back!"
It is impossible for a ghost imprisoned by a strong man's spell to break free from the strong man's spell and enter the underworld without the help of external force.
The ghost was able to escape because of a treasure called the soul-guiding rope.
The function of the soul-drawing rope, as the name suggests, is to lead the ghosts into the underworld.
Such things as soul-inducing ropes can be used by Yin ghosts themselves, or they can be used by Xuanmen practitioners on Yin ghosts.
If the ghost uses it for its own use, it can be shielded, break free from the confinement of any spell below the third realm strongman, and lead its soul into the underworld.
If the Xuanmen man is used on the Yin ghost, even if the Xuanmen man is weaker than the Yin ghost, as long as the difference remains within three ranks, the Yin ghost can be forcibly sent to the underworld. Not many, the third level.
Except for the ghosts of the three realms.
Each section of the soul-drawing rope is only half a meter, and each section of the soul-drawing rope only works for one ghost. The moment the soul-drawing rope sends the ghost to the underworld, the soul-drawing rope will also turn into powder.
The piece of soul-inducing rope that Yin Gui just used was a reward that Li Kengqiang and Zhang Fan received when they went to the Zombie Zone Desert to perform a mission. Zhang Fan was also present when Li Kengqiang selected it, and both of them should have been present at that time.
Unexpectedly, this soul-inducing rope would come in handy today.
Zhang Fan tiptoed out of the office, pressed against the wall, and stayed as far away from Zhao Fushun as possible. He looked at Zhao Fushun with some fear and said, "Mr. Zhao, I'm leaving... You're busy... You're busy..."
The appearance Zhang Fan showed was the appearance of ordinary people seeing Superman.
Zhao Fushun glanced at Zhang Fan coldly, then turned and returned to the office.
After leaving the gate of the scenic spot management office, Zhang Fan returned to Li Kengqiang's car and let out a long sigh of relief.
"How about it?
Mr. Zhang?"
Li Kengqiang asked impatiently.
"He majors in Dao Qi. His Dao Qi strength and Zhen Qi strength are both at the eighth level of the second level. His Feng Shui strength is at the first level of the second level. The two of us together are no match for him."
Zhang Fan said truthfully.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Li Keng's brows furrowed tightly, "What should we do?
Even though my first master was a strong man in the third realm, he can’t come back, and water from far away can’t quench the thirst for nearness!”
Zhang Fan glanced at Li Kengqiang. Although Zhang Fan knew a strong person in the third realm, he was not familiar with him. Anyone invited over was a favor, and it was very likely that someone would use this to negotiate terms with him, so Zhang Fan also asked
Without foreign aid, we can only rely on the two of them to solve the problem.
"Don't worry, there will always be a way."
Zhang Fan patted Li Kengqiang on the shoulder and said, "We have been out for a while. Your sister is alone in the hotel. Go back and see her quickly."
Li Kengqiang immediately started the car and drove towards the Baishan International Hotel.
This is not the first time that Zhang Fan has encountered an enemy that is stronger than himself. Zhang Fan has encountered it several times, but he managed to deal with it all with a little planning. Therefore, Zhang Fan is relatively calm. As long as the planning is good, Zhao Fushun will definitely be the same.
Can be settled.
But this was the first time I met Li Kengqiang. He kept sighing and looking sad all the way.
"Have you finished all the things you promised that ghost?"
Zhang Fan asked.
The ghost that lured Zhao Fushun to reveal his strength was found by Li Kengqiang from the cemetery in the surrounding village last night. The two reached some agreements. The ghost just helped today. Of course, these agreements are not unreasonable.
, the ghost just wants to take care of his relatives and friends with money.
"It's half done, but there's still half to go."
Li Kengqiang replied.
"Go back later to see if your sister is alright, and deal with the other half as soon as possible. This can be regarded as fulfilling the ghost's long-cherished wish."
Zhang Fan said, "Just change your thinking and save yourself the trouble."
"Sure..." Li Keng responded.
Li Xiaoyu's physical condition was not bad. After the three of them chatted in the room for a while, Li Kengqiang went out to do errands.
"Mr. Zhang, isn't college life very good?"
Li Xiaoyu looked at Zhang Fan with relief and asked.
Li Xiaoyu's academic performance is very good. If she had not been sick, she would have gone to college now. Li Xiaoyu is very yearning for college life. When she learned that Zhang Fan was in college, Li Xiaoyu was very eager to learn something about college life from Zhang Fan.
Hearing Li Xiaoyu's words, the corners of Zhang Fan's mouth trembled slightly. Although he went to college, he had not lived a down-to-earth college life for a few days. Zhang Fan didn't really know how to answer for a while.
After pondering for a long time, Zhang Fan awkwardly uttered two words: "Not bad!"
"Can you tell me about it?"
Li Xiaoyu added immediately.
"This...I..." Zhang Fan was speechless, rolled his eyes, and changed the subject, "Eh?
By the way, I got a beautiful mane of hair when I came here this time, look..."
Zhang Fan said as he took out the strand of green hair.
"What kind of animal hair is this?"
Li Xiaoyu's big eyes rolled around twice, taking a closer look at the mane, wanting to take the hair and take a closer look.
But the moment Li Xiaoyu's hand touched the hair, a soft "buzz" sound suddenly came from the contact point. At the same time, a cyan light lit up on the hair, and the evil spirit on the hair also changed.
It's more intense.
Seeing this scene, Zhang Fan's heart was slightly shocked, "Huh?"
Li Xiaoyu was so frightened that he retracted his hand, then looked at Zhang Fan and asked: "Mr. Zhang, what... is going on?"
Zhang Fan carefully observed the shining cyan hair, and after thinking for a moment, he turned his attention to Li Xiaoyu again.