Lan Shan was slightly startled, and suddenly felt that Ding Fan's words made sense.
Lan Shan had never heard her adoptive parents mention the matter of her biological parents. As her secular second uncle, Shen Xuan Laodao acted as a middleman to persuade her, which was also true.
As for what was said, only the person involved knows. After all, when Xiao Lanshan entered the room, Master Shenxuan had already arrived, so she had no way of knowing what he had said before.
Perhaps the old Taoist Shenxuan tried to take him away but failed, so he settled for the next best thing and asked for two pills from Ding Fan. His parents didn't want to get involved. The pills were precious, but they were no more important than their daughter.
"Just take it as what you said! Anyway, I don't have the ability to kill you." Lan Shan shrugged, indifferent.
Looking at Lan Shan who was so close, Ding Fan suddenly felt that something was wrong. The parents' palace on Lan Shan's face did have the mark of his parents' death in an accident. However, Sikong Ju and his wife also died when Lan Shan was six years old.
Master is also very good at fortune-telling. When he visited Lan Yaoshi and his wife, didn't he see that they would die in the sea of fire?
There must be a mistake somewhere. Lan Shan's life experience is very complicated, and the fortune teller sometimes makes mistakes.
"Why are you looking at me stupidly?" Lan Shan asked confused.
"Shanshan, stretch out your left hand and let me see your palm." Ding Fan said seriously.
"If there's anything interesting to see, haven't I told you all about my life experience?"
Lan Shan muttered, but still stretched out her left hand across the office. Ding Fan lowered his head and looked carefully. After ten minutes, he slapped his forehead several times, and he really saw it wrong.
"Shanshan, judging from your palm reading, Lan Yaoshi and his wife did not die in the fire, they are still alive!" Ding Fan was convinced.
"Nonsense!" Lan Shan slammed the table, "If they had been alive for more than 20 years, why didn't they come to me? Don't talk nonsense about not being able to find me."
"No, they are really alive, but they are surrounded by forbidden patterns and trapped in a certain place. They have been unable to escape." Ding Fan waved his hands, and he was shocked in his heart. Lan Yaoshi obviously also has some cultivation. It must be a magic circle that can trap him.
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"Last time I went to Lanhe Village, you didn't listen to the old lady. She witnessed the fire with her own eyes," Lan Shan said.
"However, the skeletons of Lan Yaoshi and his wife were not found. The fire seems to be covering up something." Ding Fan said.
"They were just taken away out of thin air, two big living people!"
That fire was so completely destroyed that Lan Shan saw it with her own eyes and began to waver, but she had so many questions that she didn't know where to sort them out.
At this time, Ding Fan said again, "The one who can emit fire as big as magma is probably only at the level of a demon fairy. Taking away two living people is a piece of cake."
"Ding Fan, I'm so messed up!" Lan Shan rubbed her forehead vigorously. Deep down in her heart, of course she hoped that her adoptive parents could live, but this was too unbelievable.
"Shanshan, some things cannot be explained by common sense. Maybe one day, you will be able to meet your adoptive parents, and they miss you very much," Ding Fan said.
"According to what you say, haven't I hated the wrong person all these years?" Lan Shan said in a daze.
"Recognizing your mistakes can greatly improve things!"
"No, I don't believe it, it's too ridiculous!" Lan Shan shouted, the wall of hatred buried in her heart for many years suddenly collapsed, making her very uncomfortable.
"Believe it or not, it's up to you! You can't deny reality just to prove that you are right. That would be too selfish."
Ding Fan spread his hands and said: "I would boldly infer that at this time, Medicine Master Lan and his wife are working hard to refine elixirs for others. The reason is also very simple. If you don't cooperate, that person will find you and kill you."
"Did you see it with your own eyes or hear it with your own ears?" Lan Shan asked.
"Analyze!"
"You talk nonsense without any evidence. You are a liar, a big liar. I don't believe a word of it."
Lan Shan yelled and slapped the table a few times, covered her face and ran out. Instead of going to the fashion department to go to work, she went straight downstairs and drove, speeding away from Fuyao Building.
Ding Fan could understand Lan Shan's inner struggles, ups and downs, and it would be difficult for anyone to remain calm.
Unfortunately, Fuyao is missing a model leader, but there is no need to worry too much. The models have been training for so long and are basically on the right track.
With nothing to do, Ding Fan took out the mysterious ghost booklet and read it with concentration.
Leng Ling'er was right. After absorbing the Yin Qi, the discomfort of reading was much lessened, and it was now within the range that one's mental strength could bear.
I read it quietly for an hour. Unfortunately, I still didn't understand a single word. This is simply a book from heaven.
Just as he was about to put the booklet down, Ding Fan suddenly felt that the cover was a little blurry. When he took a closer look, he saw that it was a light gray mist.
It wasn't Yin Qi, but Ding Fan couldn't tell what kind of aura it was.
Suddenly, Ding Fan felt his spirit sway, and the little Yin Qi remaining in his body suddenly became active, and a chill suddenly enveloped his whole body.
Ding Fan couldn't help but tremble, and the gray fog in front of him suddenly transformed into four words, Ghost Realm Scripture!
It is said that it is a word, but in fact it is not, it is more like judging by feeling, and ordinary people still cannot see it!
The breath disappeared suddenly, and Ding Fan's spirit returned to normal instantly, but the goosebumps on his body still did not subside immediately.
With his fingers trembling a little, Ding Fan grabbed the hot tea not far away and drank it in one sip. Only then did he feel warmth in his body.
Regardless of still being in the office, Ding Fan took out the Soul Collection Flag and released Leng Ling'er.
During the day, Leng Ling'er's image was not clear under her eyes. She heard a voice of dissatisfaction, "Ding Fan, I'm not suitable to come out during the day, there will be losses!"
"Just asking you, do you know the Ghost Realm Scripture?" Ding Fan asked.
"I've heard that it's a long-lost book about ghosts." Leng Ling'er replied and asked, "Why are you asking about this book?"
"I just saw it, this is it." Ding Fan shook the booklet in his hand.
"What else did you understand?" Leng Ling'er asked eagerly.
"With these four words, I feel like my body is frozen." Ding Fan said.
"You are really good, you are a genius!" Leng Ling'er praised, "You should have knelt down and worshiped me just now."
"Worship me, I'm not a ghost."
"Haha, can you see other words?"
"I said there are only these four!"
"Oh, keep working hard, you will definitely see more content, don't forget to share it with me."
Without further delay, Ding Fan put Leng Ling'er into the soul-collecting flag, then packed up his clothes and left for work. He was exhausted and wanted to go back to Fuyun Residence and lie down for a while.
Contacted Wu Yahuan, she was rushing to Fuyunju, and agreed to meet at the Western restaurant downstairs.
Ding Fan immediately drove to Sanyuan Building. After parking the car, he saw Wu Yahuan, who was dressed in a low-key style in a booth of the western restaurant. He was actually wearing a floral headscarf to cover up his two-tone hairstyle!