This was Ding Wan's first thought. There was nothing that the siblings couldn't say. After thinking about it, they nodded and said, "After I went there, I met a man in his fifties who was looking at slides with a small hole.
The equipment is said to be a work created by him, and there is a painting of a rice field in it. The painting is quite realistic, and some animals are also painted, but the level is much lower. At first glance, it was created by comparing photos."
This man is probably Du Laoxie, an old and immortal thing, who actually plotted against my sister! When I catch him, I must skin him to relieve the hatred in my heart.
The reason why Ding Fan didn't tell his elder sister the truth was very simple. She was the kind of person who least believed in evil. Otherwise, he wouldn't have thought that his younger brother who came back from a famous Taoist temple was worthless.
After dinner, Ding Fan visited the entire new house. The layout was very similar to Mo Yuhong's. Standing on the balcony, he could look out at the sea, with white sails dancing with the waves.
Many of the elder sister's recent photography works were hung on the wall. Ding Fan pretended to comment on them, fearing he would be beaten. Of course, they were all complimentary words, but he made the elder sister smile and praised his brother for improving his aesthetic level.
Afterwards, Ding Fan entered Sikong Ye's room and invited her to go in with him.
The sun came out from the east! Ding Wan was happy to see this and returned to his room consciously, wishing that his brother would not come out after entering.
Sikong Ye was hopeless. After entering the house, she lay down on the bed and continued to watch the drama! Ding Fan seriously suspected that if things continued like this, her martial arts would be completely useless. He could only wait for the martial arts center to be established and let her go there to help.
Practice your skills with a live target.
"Zi Zi, I need to ask you a favor!" Ding Fan smiled and sat on the edge of the bed.
"Don't try to trick me into going back to the mountain." Sikong Ye snorted.
"I've given up on this a long time ago. The only one who can let you go back is master. It's my sister's problem. She's not awake, and the situation is not normal." Ding Fan sighed.
Sikong Ye came down from the mountain. When Ding Fan said this, he rolled his eyes twice, threw the phone aside and sat up.
"What's wrong, sister?"
The little devil is undoubtedly hard-hearted, but he still shows concern for Ding Wan. After all, the two of them are careless and have bad tempers, and they have lived together for such a long time.
Also, in Sikong Ye's subconscious mind, he had long regarded Ding Wan as a family member.
"My sister can't wake up. She is obviously possessed by evil spirits, but her temper is so bad that you won't believe it even if she says it. I want you to do a favor and help cure her while she is asleep," Ding Fan said seriously.
"How can one be possessed by evil spirits?" Sikong Ye asked doubtfully.
"When you run outside all year round, you will inevitably encounter something. In fact, she has encountered it before. Since you were by her side, the situation has been much better." Ding Fan did not forget to praise Sikong Ye.
"Is it serious?"
"No, as long as you do what I teach you, you will get better in one night."
"Okay, what's the reward?"
Sikong Ye smiled evilly and stretched out his hand. Seeing that Ding Fan was silent, he blinked and reminded: "Things floating on the sea!"
Don't even think about the yacht. Brother Fan doesn't have that much money to waste. He said with a cold face: "I just got a technique that will not grow old or ugly. If you don't agree, then I won't leave tonight."
Now, I’ll treat my sister myself!”
"Deal!" Sikong Ye happily slapped Ding Fan on the head, so hard that Ding Fan almost became anxious. Damn girl, it's not a big deal.
"Hey, I've always been so beautiful, and you're not the one who picked up the bargains." Sikong Ye blinked, and Ding Fan quickly got up from the bed and hid far away. If the TV series doesn't teach you better, what will you learn?
Sikong Ye told Sikong Ye the method of treatment at the cost of losing a little bit of his energy. Of course Sikong Ye didn't care, he agreed wholeheartedly and found it very interesting.
With the excuse that he was very busy at work and had to meet clients, Ding Fan left his sister's house and took the elevator downstairs.
There is still some worry. People suffering from super nightmares usually have soul cards behind them, which must be found and destroyed completely to avoid future troubles.
As soon as I stepped out of the elevator, I saw a shamelessly handsome middle-aged man standing in the corridor, looking into the distance through the glass window with a heavy face.
It's Ling Zifeng, why is he here?
Ding Fan kept his composure and took the initiative to say hello, "Brother Ling, what a coincidence!"
"Unfortunately, I specially waited for you here, and I just went to Yuhong." Ling Zifeng said bluntly.
"Any instructions?"
"For the sake of being a father, I would like to trouble you to take me to the Ghost Mist Forest." Ling Zifeng said in a sincere tone.
Ding Fan was stunned for a moment, then waved his hand and said: "Brother Ling, it's not that I don't agree. My method of entering is very special. I don't know if I can bring anyone with me."
"Let's try, what if it works?" Ling Zifeng refused to give up.
"Let's not talk about whether we can go in. If we can't come back, has Brother Ling considered the consequences?" Ding Fan asked seriously.
"Then I can be with my son forever!"
Why!
My son is above all else, and Mo Yuhong is really pitiful.
So far, Ling Zifeng is the person with the highest cultivation level that Ding Fan has ever seen, so high that he cannot see through it at all. Also, he must be an important backbone of the Tiandi Chamber of Commerce, otherwise he would not know the activities of those spirit ghosts.
If Ling Zifeng wanted to do harm to Ding Fan, how could Ding Fan have a happy life at this moment? It would be hard to even find a safe hiding place.
Moreover, if it weren't for the blood-purifying grass and blue python meat that Ling Zifeng sent to him, Ding Fan's cultivation would not have improved so quickly, and the charming lilac also made Leng Ling'er enter the ranks of third-level spirit ghosts.
After comprehensive consideration, Ding Fan agreed to give it a try, "Since Brother Ling said so, I have no problem. But you know my cultivation level, and I don't want to enter the Ghost Mist Forest at night."
"It's no problem during the day," Ling Zifeng said happily.
"The Ghost Mist Forest is very big, and I don't know if I will encounter Aotian again after entering again."
"I can understand, it also depends on fate." Ling Zifeng nodded.
"Brother Ling, go to Fuyao Building to find me at noon tomorrow!"
"OK!"
The two walked out of the unit together and separated. Ding Fan drove all the way back to Fuyunju. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening. Wu Yahuan and Ye Fuling were sitting on the sofa, watching TV and chatting.
Seeing Ding Fan come in, Wu Yahuan put out his cigarette, glanced at him, turned around and returned to the room.
Ding Fan followed him in understandingly. Wu Yahuan looked at Ding Fan and asked, "You bought a new suit. It looks like it fits you very well."
"Sister Feifei gave it to me. Hehe, I am also a young man who loves beauty, so I just put it on." Ding Fan said with a smile.
"Bai Yifei still knows how to care for others, much better than me." Wu Yahuan sighed softly. She had never thought of buying clothes for Ding Fan. Even with Mu Xiaolei, she only knew how to give money.
When it comes to female tenderness and consideration, she has already failed.
"What do you want Sister Huan to do with me?" Ding Fan changed the subject.