Fang Xiaoyu understands that "the need to save people is urgent and there is no shortage of time", so providing help in times of need is far better than adding icing on the cake. Now that Mr. Li is down and out, today he broke the bad luck for this beauty. Maybe this beauty will take off her pants for him another day.
possible.
"I'll go! Why am I thinking about something wrong again?" Fang Xiaoyu cursed in his heart.
He casually looked at Li Muqing and felt a little itchy when he saw that she was wearing stockings on her legs and a professional short skirt.
He knew that women of this age felt the most pain.
I can't think nonsense anymore.
Fang Xiaoyu forcibly interrupted his thoughts and said to Li Muqing and the others: "You should avoid it first! Taoist Priest Huang Jian and I can stay here. The yin energy in this place is relatively heavy. After a while, I will take out the compass."
When the market opens, there will be evil spirits, and I'm afraid you will be unlucky if you provoke them. It's best to avoid them."
When Fang Xiaoyu said this, everyone turned their faces and left temporarily.
Think about it, it will be bad luck, who would want to follow it to see it!
Even Huang Jian regretted it a little. However, he had already agreed to go with Fang Xiaoyu. If he regretted it now, others would definitely laugh at him.
From now on, he will have to rely on Feng Shui!
At the same time, Huang Jian was also thinking in his heart, how could there really be any yin energy and ghosts in the world? It was just a psychological effect. At least he had blessed so many female donors and had never encountered anything evil.
Thinking of this, Huang Jiancai boldly followed Fang Xiaoyu into the warehouse.
Fang Xiaoyu opened the door with the key. As soon as he entered the warehouse, a sinister atmosphere hit his face.
He took out the compass and after fixing the direction, he carefully looked at the pointer on the compass. After a while, he frowned. He found that the red pointer on it was rotating rapidly.
"If the blood pointer turns, something evil must be happening."
Fang Xiaoyu's heart couldn't help but tighten. He knew that there was Yin Qi in this place.
To put it bluntly, this place is haunted. As for whether there are really ghosts in the world, Fang Xiaoyu is no longer in the mood to study this issue.
The last time he was in Queen Sesame's residence, he encountered such a situation.
At that time, he was almost possessed. Whether it was a ghost or not, he didn't know. He only knew that when this feeling came, the whole person lost consciousness.
This time, Fang Xiaoyu was particularly careful.
He pinched his Sanqing Taoist fingers to boost his Yang Qi. Despite this, he still felt an inexplicable panic in his heart and felt a tightness in his chest.
People who have practiced Qigong are often the most sensitive to spiritual bodies. Fang Xiaoyu feels that the yin energy in this place is very strong. It is not suitable for removing yin at night.
He put away the compass, looked around for a while, and decided to come back tomorrow at noon to find a way to remove the negative energy from this place.
Just when Fang Xiaoyu was thinking this, he suddenly heard someone calling him from behind.
"Brother Xiaoyu!"
"Eh!"
Fang Xiaoyu responded casually, but when he turned around, he saw that the place behind him was empty, not even a ghost could be seen.
His heart couldn't help but sink, and he asked Huang Jian on the side: "Huang Jian, was someone calling me just now?"
Huang Jian frowned and said, "It seems like it was screaming. But if you listen closely, it's not there."
Huang Jian felt a little weird when he heard what Fang Xiaoyu said.
Fang Xiaoyu felt suspicious in his heart. He was wondering, was it a hallucination just now or was someone really calling him?
The direction the sound came from seemed to be in the toilet.
Just as he was thinking this, another shouting came from the toilet.
"Brother Huang! Come over here!"
This time Fang Xiaoyu heard it clearly. It was Li Mumei, the little fairy, calling Huang Jian.
Huang Jian was stunned for a moment, and then responded excitedly: "Mumei, did you call me?"
"Yes! The door of this toilet seems to be broken. Can you come over and help me take a look. I feel a little urgent to urinate."
Li Mumei poked her head out from behind the door wall in the toilet and winked at Huang Jian. Huang Jian followed him as if he had been given a shot of chicken blood.
"Here we come! I'm here, I promise you to open the door." Huang Jian ran towards the toilet with a proud look on his face.
Fang Xiaoyu felt relieved when he saw it was Li Mumei. Obviously, it was not an illusion just now, but Li Mumei really called him.
The girl probably had to urinate urgently, so she followed her into the warehouse.
"Huang Jian, come here."
Fang Xiaoyu thought for a while, but still felt a little uneasy, so he called Huang Jian.
Huang Jian asked Fang Xiaoyu impatiently: "What's the matter? Didn't you see that I'm busy? Mu Mei is looking for me to do some work!"
Fang Xiaoyu's heart trembled when he thought that he was responding to Li Mumei's words just now.
According to Taoism, if a person is in a place with extremely strong yin energy and his heart trembles when he loses his voice and responds to others, he will lose his soul.
If you lose your heart and soul, you will be prone to illness or bad luck when you return.
The human body is maintained by essence, energy and spirit. If the heart and soul are lost, it is equivalent to a loss in spirit and energy, which will make people feel depressed and get sick naturally.
This matter is difficult to explain in scientific terms, but Fang Xiaoyu knows that this kind of thing exists. Therefore, he must find a way to seal the ray of soul that he lost previously.
Soul sealing is a Taoist method of capturing souls.
"Do you have cinnabar and cinnabar pens with you?" Fang Xiaoyu asked Huang Jian.
"This! Yes, take them all!" Huang Jian impatiently took off a Qiankun bag from his waist and threw it to Fang Xiaoyu.
Fang Xiaoyu took out one of the cinnabar pens and the cinnabar box, dipped it in cinnabar, and then drew a circle on the wall while chanting, "If a soul is lost, it will not be three feet three feet away, and the heart and soul will be with you."
My shadow, the Patriarch protects my soul."
After that, he wrote a big word "Feng" in the cinnabar circle on the wall.
After sealing his soul thoughts, Fang Xiaoyu felt relieved. He put away the Qiankun bag. He stared at the wall quietly, trying to use his heavenly eyes and supernatural powers to observe the evil spirits here.
As he looked at it, he felt a little dizzy. Apparently, he was tired.
Fang Xiaoyu took out his phone and stared at the screen, feeling suspicious.
"It's strange, that boy Huang Jian, why he hasn't come out for so long. It's been more than ten minutes. Didn't he go to the toilet to repair the door? Why can't he hear any sound now?"
Fang Xiaoyu's heart trembled, and his mind immediately thought of ghost movies and some of the terrifying scenes in them.
Although he doesn't really believe that there are ghosts in the world, he still believes in the interference of dark matter and some information from the fourth dimension.
Out of curiosity, Fang Xiaoyu slowly walked towards the women's restroom.
As I was walking, I heard a conversation between a man and a woman coming from the toilet.
"Mumei, don't you want someone to read your fortune telling for you? You should be able to get by with my fortune telling!"
"Really? Then what are you going to do for me?" Li Mumei asked tremblingly.
"How about I feel your breasts and tell your fortune? It's more accurate to tell your fortune by touching your breasts than by fortune telling." (To be continued)