"Master, my wife and I have been walking from poverty to wealth for twenty years. I think our relationship is very deep. When you just said that, I really couldn't accept it for a while, so I had that reaction.
I’m not questioning you, I hope you understand.”
Lin Sheng looked sincere, and then there was a hint of begging in his voice, "I really want to solve this matter. I hope you can stay and help me."
Lin Sheng's words, coupled with his sincere attitude, showed that Zhang Fan was not a mentally fragile person. Zhang Fan could stand from an understanding perspective. In addition, he also wanted to get the fifty pieces of asparagus grass, so he simply said: "You
He is infertile, so your son was adopted by you two."
As soon as these words came out, Lin Sheng's heart sank and his expression froze. What Zhang Fan said was true, and no one knew about this fact except him, his wife, and the director of the orphanage.
Lin Sheng and his wife had some selfish motives in hiding it so well. They were afraid that the child they had raised with so much hardship would find his biological parents in the future and become estranged from them.
Zhang Fan told this secret in one breath, which shows Zhang Fan's ability.
"Okay, I'll call my wife for you right now."
After saying that, Lin Sheng walked towards the bedroom.
Soon, a woman who was also about forty years old, with good looks, good health, and still charming appearance followed Lin Sheng and walked in the direction of Zhang Fan.
"These are the two masters I just told you about. They want to know something about you."
Lin Sheng looked at his wife and said.
Lin Sheng's wife suppressed the impatience in her heart and forced out a smile, "If you have anything to ask, just ask. I'm feeling a little unwell."
Zhang Fan did not immediately ask a question, but took a closer look at Lin Sheng's wife's face, and then said: "It's a waste of time for your husband to trust you so much. Over the years, you have dyed your husband's head into a prairie."
."
As soon as these words came out, the eyes of Lin Sheng's wife, who was originally listless, suddenly widened, "What are you talking about?
What prairie?”
Later, Lin Sheng’s wife turned her attention to Lin Sheng, “Where did you invite the master from?
He is probably your business competitor, deliberately invited to sow discord, get him out quickly!"
Lin Sheng glanced at his wife, but did not drive Zhang Fan away.
"Husband, what are you waiting for?
Get him out quickly!"
Lin Sheng's wife urged him.
Lin Sheng still didn't say a word. He saw Lin Sheng's wife quietly stuffing her hands into her coat pockets. The next moment, she saw two soul energy shooting towards the Yintang position of Zhang Fan and Uncle Yaxi.
The energy contained in this soul energy is equivalent to the attack of the Yin ghost in the fifth stage of the first realm. Therefore, Zhang Fan and Yaxi raised their hands and annihilated the two soul energy. The contact point
Two muffled sounds erupted.
Lin Sheng, who heard these two muffled sounds, also realized that he had oversimplified the matter.
Seeing this scene, Lin Sheng's wife looked horrified, but she quickly reacted and fired out a stream of soul energy again. This soul energy did not shoot at Zhang Fan and Uncle Yaxi, but at
Shot at Lin Sheng.
Just when the soul energy was less than five centimeters away from Lin Sheng's eyebrows, Zhang Fan stretched out his hand and annihilated the soul energy again. The muffled sound erupted again at the impact point, frightening Lin Sheng.
"You...you actually attacked me?"
Lin Sheng looked at his wife and asked coldly.
Although Lin Sheng, as an ordinary person, cannot feel the soul energy, let alone see the soul energy, he can still make a rough guess based on his wife's behavior and eyes.
The corners of Lin Sheng's wife's mouth trembled slightly, and for a moment, she didn't know what to do.
"I...I didn't..." Lin Sheng's wife replied bravely.
"You stinky bitch, are you still making excuses?"
Lin Sheng was furious in an instant. At this time, he was extremely sad and felt that all his sincerity for so many years had been fed to the dog.
With that said, Lin Sheng was about to attack his wife. Zhang Fan stopped Lin Sheng and said, "We are here to help you solve the problem, not to watch you fight. After we finish solving the problem for you, what do you want to do?" Fight how you want."
This will make the two of them fight, and there will be some verbosity in the middle. This matter that can be solved quickly will probably drag on for a while. Zhang Fan doesn't want to waste too much time here. What's more, the matter may still be unresolved. Can't solve it.
Hearing Zhang Fan's words, Lin Sheng retracted his hand, but still made an angry "hum" sound, pointed at his wife's nose and cursed: "You stinky bitch, just wait for me..."
"Give me what's in your pocket."
Zhang Fan looked at Lin Sheng's wife and said.
Lin Sheng's wife took a wary look at Zhang Fan and Mr. Yaxi, but did not do what Zhang Fan wanted.
Zhang Fan waved his hand lightly, and two breaths spurted out from Zhang Fan's fingertips. One breath directly controlled Lin Sheng's wife's hand that was taking out her pocket, and the other breath pulled a piece of black paper money out of Lin Sheng's wife's hand. Pulled out of his pocket, this ordinary black paper money was not ordinary burned black paper money, but black paper money cast by a ghost.
Whether it was when he knocked down Lin Sheng before or when he just attacked Zhang Fan and Uncle Yaxi, Lin Sheng's soul energy came from this black paper money.
People in Xuanmen use yellow talisman paper to carry Xuanmen's energy spells, while ghosts use burned paper money to carry soul energy spells.
The burned paper money will become very tough after being loaded with magic, and will not turn into ashes when touched like ordinary burned paper money.
"Eh?
Eh?
That's mine..." Lin Sheng's wife was struggling fiercely, trying to get the black paper money back into her hands, but how could Zhang Fan give her a chance?
The black paper money soon fell into Zhang Fan's hands. Zhang Fan didn't know much about Yin Gui's magic, so he directly handed the black paper money to a knowledgeable person, that is, Mr. Yaxi. This was A master who has no obstacles in soul energy cultivation.
The second uncle Yaxi took the talisman, and a wisp of soul energy spurted out from his fingertips, and went directly into the talisman. After some exploration, he said: "Mr. Zhang, the magic contained in this black paper money is called It is a universal ghost spell that will move according to the thoughts of the person holding the spell.
In fact, the name of this spell is a bit exaggerated. This spell does not have tens of thousands of abilities at all, that is, the ability to kill people's souls, cause people to coma, make people stupid, and make people crazy."
"Old man, can you judge the strength of Yin Gui by using the spell strength on the paper money?"
Zhang Fan looked at the second uncle Yaxi and asked, only by confirming the strength can the next step against the enemy be determined.
"The ghost who casts this spell should be between the fifth level of the first level and the first level of the second level."