Chapter 25 Spiritual Revelation

Mr. Hua looked at Lin Qinglong with a stunned face, stretched out his finger and carefully stabbed Lin Qinglong, and muttered, "This gentleman, do you... have epilepsy? Are you, like a student, that you haven't passed the exam for several years? The temporary setback is just a floating cloud. You want to open it!"

Lin Qinglong was also stunned: "Didn't Mr. Ji say that illusion is very easy? Why did I fail?" Think deeply about the link where you may make mistakes - first of all, the eyes. What kind of eyes are "deep eyes"? The thief stared at other people's wallets? Naturally not! Deep... Yes! He suddenly remembered that when he was studying in the Luoxia Courtyard in Qianwang City, Mr. Yu, who was teaching, once stood at the peak of Waiguo Mountain and looked into the distance. Lin Qinglong had only seen it once in his eyes, but it contained an inexplicable aftertaste, which made Lin Qinglong unforgettable for life. Secondly, the illusion pays attention to the beginning of human nature, such as Ji Zeyan's illusion of Zhixian. It is the starting point from the corruption and unfilial piety of Zhixian County. Those are the facts that are deeply hidden in the heart of Zhixian County, so the illusion must be hit! But now it is obviously unreasonable for a confident nerd to commit suicide, and what is reasonable for a nerd to do?

" Mr. Hua, go to school."

Lin Qinglong stared at Mr. Hua's pupils and pulled his head tightly with his hand.

A faint red light shines.

Mr. Hua only saw that there seemed to be a fog hovering in Lin Qinglong's eyes. He was curious and looked at it. The fog suddenly surged out and surrounded him.

Mr. Hua looked at the scene around him without knowing it: "Where is this? What am I doing?"

At this time, I suddenly heard a voice saying, "Mr. Hua, go to study."

"Reading? Yes, it's time for me to study hard, and it's time to take the exam again!"

When I think of this, a table and a chair suddenly appeared in front of me, with dozens of books piled up in a mess. The first one was "University". Mr. Hua sat down muddle-headedly, picked up the book "University" and read, "The way of college is to be virtuous, to be close to the people, and to stop at the best..."

Under the green vine in the corner of the wall, Lin Qinglong smiled proudly: "Mr. Ji, how's it going? My illusion is really important! The nerd is reading obediently! I don't think he will remember me, let alone that I have been to his room.

Ji Zeyan smiled and said, "Even if he remembers, he will feel vague and suspect that he is a dream. It's up to you to pass. If you are familiar with it in the future, you can go everywhere to cheat. Illusions can erase other people's memories, and you don't have to worry about being found in the future.

Lin Qinglong suddenly remembered something and asked, "Mr. Ji, you once said that the senior Gongye did a lot of headless cases, so that few people are aware of his existence now. Since it is a headless case, has he also erased all the memory of the person concerned with illusion?

Ji Zeyan shook his head mysteriously: "He likes to do things cleanly and use illusions? It's too troublesome. He doesn't have yin and yang eyes - maybe even if he does, he may not use it. After all, the illusion will more or less leave some impression on the person concerned. He is more used to killing all the people involved. He firmly believes that the dead will not speak.

Lin Qinglong was stunned when he heard the words and said to himself, "It turns out that the senior Gongye is so cruel that he never lives to do things. In this way, he is also a villain, but I still want to be his disciple, because..."

Seeing that he was thinking, Ji Zeyan asked, "Xiao Linzi, what are you thinking?"

Lin Qinglong smiled and naturally hid the truth and said, "Senior Gongye firmly believes that the dead will not speak. In fact, this is not right. Of course, the dead can speak, but the living can't hear it. But we can communicate between life and death.

Ji Zeyan nodded slightly: "That's right. Next, the old man will pass on your last necessary means - spiritual magic! Teach you how to make the dead speak and get important information from the dead to achieve your goals. Previously, it was said that your hermit art, yin god outing, and even illusion. Everyone can learn and practice those magical skills. And this power that runs through yin and yang and the ability to connect life and death is unique to us! Even if you don't learn martial arts, you have to learn ghost magic, because it is not a powerful spell martial arts that often saves your life at the critical moment of life and death, but strange spiritual skills.

As the first medicine man in Middle-earth, Ji Zeyan himself is a peerless treasure. If he didn't have the magic power to protect the body, he would have torn it into eight pieces for the greedy monks! Ji Zeyan once said that in his life, he was best at alchemy medicine, followed by strange spiritual skills. His cultivation as a martial arts school was at the end. In this way, Ji Zeyan only relied on his spiritual skills to cross the world and rarely met enemies. His spiritual skills were excellent, which showed.

"Mr. Ji, when will you teach me spiritual art?"

Ji Zeyan's face was calm: "Just tonight."

The two people's body is like electricity, turning into lightning, and suddenly disappearing.

Mr. Hua's recitation in the study stopped abruptly. He shook his head doubtfully and thought, "I always feel that someone wants to burn Xiaosheng's treasure book. Who is it?"

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The stars are falling, and night is falling.

There are pale silk and satin hanging in all the houses of the Sun family in Luzhou City, drifting slightly with the night wind. Sun's house is busy with funerals and can't be handed over. They all looked ugly and sad.

The Sun family has lived on thousands of mu of fertile land inherited from its ancestors for generations. The land of ordinary people is only five mu. Naturally, the Sun family is one of the few richest people in Luzhou.

The name of the head of the Sun family is Sun Taimao. He is handsome, wise and witty. He is over 40 years old and has an only son under his knees. Over the years, his writer has been in the past years to take care of the Sun family and fight for gold every day. He has always been kind to his servants, his salary is rich, and he has a good reputation among his servants. He talks about the master in private, and everyone has a thumbs up.

It is such a decent Sun family, but in the past two days, it has suffered a disaster!

Sun Taimao's only son, Sun Jun, is only fifteen or sixteen years old this year. On weekdays, my body and bones are not very good, so I have to take a patch of medicine every day before I can go there. However, these days, he became more and more unbearable, and he finally died the day before yesterday.

The funeral of Sun Fu was for Sun Jun.

Lin Qinglong and Ji Zeyan have come to the front of Sun's house at this time.

A middle-aged stewer at the door greeted him and politely asked, "Who are you?"

Lin Qinglong said, "I'm a friend of Master Sun." Ji Zeyan, who pointed to his side, said, "He is my old servant."

Ji Zeyan stared at him angrily.

The stewor hurriedly said, "Then please!" So he introduced the two into Sun's house.

When he came to the main hall, there was a middle-aged man sitting in the hall, with a lonely face. There were several mourning friends standing beside him, saying comforting words such as "I'm sorry".

Ji Zeyan sighed in a low voice: "The white-haired man sends the black-haired man. I think Master Sun is extremely sad now, and his heart is broken."

Lin Qinglong looked at this scene, and there was an inexplicable jealousy in his heart - if he died, would his father Wang Shankun be sad... "How could I have such an idea?" He shook his head and drove away the thoughts in his mind. He stepped forward and bowed and saluted Sun Taimao: "My little nephew's name is Lin Qinglong. Sun Jun is my good friend. He has never been in good shape. I can't imagine that he... Uncle, please be sorry!"

Sun Taimao's eyes flashed with surprise and sighed, "I didn't expect Jun'er to have friends. He never went out much. I'm very relieved to have his friends to miss him as a father. Please help me.

Lin Qinglong bowed politely: "My little nephew will go to see Sun Jun for the last time."

Sun Jun's body was left in Sun's house. A Sun's house led the two people to the temporary morgue. The morgue was quite spacious, with more than ten people kneeling down to guard the mausoleum for the young master. These servants' faces were full of sadness. Seeing Lin Qinglong stepping in to salute, they kowtowed back one after another.

Sun Jun's body is stored in a good crystal coffin, which is a vacuum. Even if the body is stored for many days, the body will not be corrupted.

Lin Qinglong looked in the coffin and saw a handsome teenager lying quietly, dressed in elegant clothes. He thought that he was also a handsome teenager before his death.

Ji Zeyan leaned over Lin Qinglong's ear and whispered, "Do you want to know how Master Sun died?"

Lin Qinglong was surprised and said, "Didn't you say that you died of illness? What do you pretend to be?"

Ji Zeyan: "I can tell you for sure that he was poisoned alive with arsenic. Take a closer look! How is he different from ordinary dead people?

"Really?" Lin Qinglong stared at Sun Jun's nails black and purple lips. He thought for a moment and said, "I saw it!" His nails are black and his lips are purple. The obvious poison is the arsenic sold in ordinary pharmacies!"

Ji Zeyan said angrily, "If you don't understand, just say you don't understand. Don't pretend to understand. As long as he is a dead person, his nails will be black and his lips will be purple. The arsenic is colorless and tasteless, and there will be no trace on the body. Unless you separate his throat and see his collarbone black, you can know whether he died of arsenic.

Lin Qinglong scratched his head and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ji, how do you know that he died because of arsenic?"

Ji Zeyan said proudly, "Of course, it is a very means. Few people dare to compete with the old man in this regard. Do you want to know?"

"That's natural!" Lin Qinglong nodded quickly. He is a little greedy now. No matter what kind of strange skill ** skill he wants to learn, he quickly accepted it as soon as he heard Mr. Ji's words.

Ji Zeyan grabbed Lin Qinglong's arm tightly. Lin Qinglong was shocked and was hesitating. He only heard Ji Zeyan shout in a low voice: "Look at the magic power!"

Lin Qinglong only felt numbness all over his body, as if the true energy all over his body had been emptied!

An invisible whirlpool suddenly appeared in the air, emitting a burst of pure attraction. Lin Qinglong just wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything.

The whirlpool became bigger and bigger, and absorbed Ji Zeyan, Lin Qinglong and Sun Jun's body. The electric light flashed sharply. Lin Qinglong suddenly heard a buzzing sound. He didn't know if it was tinnitus or something. He turned his head to look at Ji Zeyan. He only saw the white light shining, but it was not clear. Just as he was looking carefully, the The situation suddenly changed!

There are carved exquisite wooden boards on all sides, and there are a lot of antique players on it. After a few more steps, I saw a few elegant landscape paintings hanging on the snow-white wall. A small window hangs above, and the colorful gauze floats in the wind.

This is an excellent place to stay. Obviously, it was not the morgue just now. Lin Qinglong was surprised and looked around, but he couldn't see Ji Zeyan, so he had to walk in headless.

Two more steps forward, it is suddenly full of wealth. Tables, chairs and tea sets are all top-quality. There is a bed inside, and the ** gauze is gently brushed. Lin Qinglong looked in. There was a person lying there, with beautiful eyebrows. It was Sun Jun!

Lin Qinglong walked towards him, "Hey! I know your name is Sun Jun... My name is Lin Qinglong. I know you were poisoned to death. I'm here to help you... Can you hear me?

No matter what Lin Qinglong said, Sun Jun didn't realize it. His eyes were just staring straight at the ceiling. After a long time, he sighed and looked at the expression between his eyebrows, and it was all lonely.

Lin Qinglong was slightly stunned: "He can't hear me..."

The door "Peng" was kicked open. With harsh laughter, a middle-aged beautiful woman came in shaking her waist and limbs, holding a bowl of medicinal soup in her hand.

Sun Jun saw that the woman came straight in without courtesy. He looked a little unhappy and said, "Aunt Zhao, you don't have to send me medicine again. People will naturally do these things. If you send me medicine every day, Jun'er will be very embarrassed.

Aunt Zhao Ge Ge smiled and said, "We are all a family. What are we talking about?" Come on, drink the medicine. If you get better, the master will be very happy!"

Sun Jun lowered his head and said, "The deficiency of my body is brought from my mother's womb. I have learned to take medicine when I learned to eat. I don't know how many doctors I have asked for prescriptions since I was a child, but they have no effect. Now I have become a medicine jar. My aunt doesn't have to coax me. Now even if it's a panacea, it can't cure my illness!"

Aunt Zhao smiled softly and said, "You still have to drink the medicine, otherwise your father will be angry again. Isn't it you who suffered? Come on, drink the medicine."

Aunt Zhao handed the bowl of medicinal soup to Sun Jun.

Lin Qinglong suddenly fell in a trance, and suddenly felt a kind of despair - a kind of near-death despair!

Looking at Aunt Zhao with an imperceptible sneer at the corners of her mouth, Lin Qinglong only felt the loud sound in his mind. At that moment, he had completely understood the right and wrong and instinctively shouted, "Don't drink it, that medicine is poisonous!" Wait!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Jun turned a deaf ear and took over the medicine bowl.

"Don't!" Lin Qinglong rushed forward and stretched out his hand to take the medicine in Sun Jun's hand, but went straight through Sun Jun and fell down. Sun Jun seemed to turn into a place of nothingness, but he couldn't touch him!

He watched Sun Jun drink the medicine.

Sun Jun put back the medicine bowl, lay down, and suddenly sat up again, spitting out a mouthful of black blood!

"Auntie! This medicine!" Sun Jun's internal organs were like a knife. Suddenly, he sweated profusely, his eyes were about to crack, and he stared at Aunt Zhao!

Aunt Zhao quickly stepped back a few steps and said with a smile, "Oh, this medicine seems to be poison!" Is it arsenic? Ha ha, it turned out that my aunt made a mistake!"

Sun Jun's heart was shocked, and his stomach was like a river upside down, and he couldn't even say anything.

In a matter of time, he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood and fell straight into **, unconscious.

Aunt Zhao gave a harsh laugh: "Haha, you're finally dead! You are finally dead!" With a ferocious face, like a demon, he shouted happily and pulled away.

Lin Qinglong was furious. Seeing that the murderer fled, he hurriedly chased him out. Unexpectedly, Aunt Zhao walked very fast. He took a step, and Aunt Zhao was already a few feet away!

"Hight!"

Lin Qinglong shouted loudly and wanted to chase again, but he heard a man behind him: "Don't chase. No matter how fast you run, you can't catch up with the ghost's memory."

As the words sounded, the surrounding vision suddenly disappeared. Lin Qinglong was still standing in the morgue. In front of him, it was Sun Jun's body lying quietly in the crystal coffin. The servants around were still kneeling quietly, as if nothing had happened here.

Lin Qinglong turned around, and Ji Zeyan was standing behind him and smiled, "Do you know who killed Master Sun?"

Lin Qinglong nodded: "It was Master Sun's concubine, Aunt Zhao, who killed him." He also said, "It turns out that this young master Sun is also a miserable man without a mother." This sentence is as weak as a mosquito. I don't know whether he is talking to Mr. Ji or to himself.

Lin Qinglong went straight out of the morgue, stopped a dwarf, and asked where Aunt Zhao was. The little servant led him to a side room. Lin Qinglong stepped in and saw that a group of women were wearing plain clothes and their faces were full of tears. One of them was Aunt Zhao.

Lin Qinglong hated this kind of hypocritical villain the most in his life. Just as he was about to question, he was suddenly pulled by Ji Zeyan. Ji Zeyan whispered, "If you expose her in public, she will definitely not admit it. Others may not believe you, a stranger. In the end, it's just a bamboo basket to frighten the water and the grass to startle the snake. Have you forgotten the way I taught you the hermit?"

Lin Qinglong asked, "What should I do? Do you want to let this kind of woman kill and overwel the goods?

Ji Zeyan suddenly smiled mysteriously: "Xiao Linzi, since we can enter the memory of Master Sun, can't we enter the memory of Aunt Zhao? There must be clues there, and we can rely on those clues to teach Master Sun to believe you.

Lin Qinglong was stunned and was about to say something when he was suddenly caught by Ji Zeyan and shouted in a low voice, "Look at the magic!"

This is the sentence again! A sudden sense of shock-like collapse came from Lin Qinglong's body. There was a heavy fog around him. Lin Qinglong hesitated for a moment and walked towards the thick fog all over the sky.

After only a few steps, the thick fog in the sky disappeared. Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps. Lin Qinglong looked at the sound and saw Aunt Zhao trotting in with a dark jar in her arms. There was a sneer at the corners of her mouth.

Lin Qinglong inexplicably felt a strange pleasure. The unexplained pleasure made the corners of his mouth unconsciously turn up - Lin Qinglong suddenly couldn't help laughing, and the pleasure was as crazy as a demon.

Then Lin Qinglong heard Aunt Zhao's inner voice: "As long as you lie to Sun Jun to drink medicine, you can make the little fool die. In another year and a half, I will give birth to a son and two daughters with the master, and I will not be a wife! At that time, who else dared to look down on me, Zhao Shanmei? Hahahaha..."

Lin Qinglong was slightly stunned. He didn't expect Zhao Shanmei to be so vicious that he didn't even blink his eyes when he planned to kill people. The most poisonous woman's heart was not true at all. Lin Qinglong snorted coldly and followed Zhao Danmei into the room.

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