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Chapter 211 Yun Feiyang

In the hotel, the umbrella where the female ghost was attached to Mao Xiaofang's salute moved, and it was because Mao Xiaofang's disciple did not pay attention and ran out secretly.

It turns out that this female ghost is eager to miss her husband and is unwilling to wait for a moment.

"National, I'm here to find you!"

An umbrella jumped around on the street, which was really terrifying.

Passersby dared to stay on the street and avoided it, but the street where people were coming and going was deserted.

Just as the female ghost was controlling the umbrella and passing a stall, there was a tall and majestic man in a white coat.

Others avoided it, but he was sitting there quietly for a midnight snack.

"Yin Qi is attached to the umbrella?"

I had noticed something strange long ago. When the umbrella passed by him, I stood up decisively from the stall, ran towards the umbrella, rose up and grabbed the handle of the umbrella.

When the female ghost Xiaolian saw someone grabbing her, she used her magic power to resist, but she, who had already possessed an umbrella, could not use it even if she had the strength of a ghost.

After just struggling for a while, he was subdued by the man.

"Let her go!"

A lazy, but cold voice sounded.

The man's expression changed and he quickly turned around. He saw a man who was more handsome than a woman sitting in the seat he had just sat.

"Although I have not had deep cultivation, I also have magic power and my perception is far beyond ordinary people. This person can appear without my slightest awareness, and I am definitely a master."

The man walked over and said respectfully: "Your Excellency..."

"Hey!"

Qin Lin interrupted him and said coldly: "I don't want to talk to you, so I'll give me the umbrella."

The man looked at the umbrella in his hand, then looked at Qin Lin, and said with a smile: Yun Feiyang looked at the umbrella, but he had no intention of returning it. He smiled and said, "This umbrella is a bit strange. I am afraid there is something evil hidden. Can you raise ghosts? But I see that you are extraordinary in appearance, and you should not do such things that violate the laws of heaven. I would like to advise my brother not to do it! This umbrella will be handled by me, so as not to cause endless harm and harm to the people."

Qin Lin looked at the righteous and righteous man in front of him and said to himself: "Is it him?"

At this time, Mao Xiaofang also rushed over with Afan. It turned out that after washing up, they saw that the umbrella disappeared. They were afraid that the female ghost Xiaolian would scare others, so they hurried out to look for it.

Seeing that Qin Lin was also here, Mao Xiaofang said to himself: "Why do he care so much about this female ghost? What exactly do you want to do?"

Although he couldn't figure out Qin Lin's purpose, he promised the female ghost to help her fulfill her wish, so he naturally would not go back on his word.

"The umbrella is mine, please give it back to me!"

Mao Xiaofang said.

When the man saw Mao Xiaofang, he seemed to have some perception and introduced himself: "Yang Feiyun is here, I dare to ask the Taoist priest is..."

"Sorry, I'm not interested in knowing you, this umbrella is mine..."

Mao Xiaofang took action and took the umbrella back.

When Yang Feiyun saw that the umbrella was taken away, he was not angry, but said, "I dare to ask why the Taoist priest wants to raise ghosts, this..."

Yang Feiyun said something to Mao Xiaofang just now.

Mao Xiaofang was so upset that he slapped Yang Feiyun with his palm, grabbed a handful of white ash from his hand, secretly transported his true energy, and used a trick to leave.

Seeing this, the joy on Yang Feiyun's face flashed.

Just as he was about to leave this place, Qin Lin on the side called him.

"What's the matter?!~"

Seeing Qin Lin calling him, Yang Feiyun's attitude changed drastically, unlike the enthusiasm he had just now.

Qin Lin naturally knew what Yang Feiyun was thinking. Yang Feiyun was also considered a person from the Xuanmen. He was a stern and magical figure, but he was also very exquisite. He possessed great skills and should have been the best man. Yang Feiyun himself was also pretentious, but his fate was wasted. He had a unique destiny and was destined to be poor all his life and would not be rich or noble.

But how could he be willing? He believes that man will conquer nature!

Therefore, he secretly looked for a way to go against the will of heaven and change his fate, because he was proficient in numerology and mathematics, and finally found a way.

Zhang Sheng Boiling Sea Formation!

And the Flying Dragon Seven Star Formation!

However, although there is a legend about Zhang Sheng Boiling Sea Formation in the world, the things recorded are too fictitious, and Yang Feiyun also gave up early.

Therefore, he decided to use the unique skills of Maoshan School, the Flying Dragon Seven-Star Formation, to change his fate against the will of heaven.

Over the past decades, he worked hard to find all the treasures that opened the Flying Dragon Seven Star Formation. Unfortunately, he didn't know how to set up the formation, so he needed a Maoshan Taoist master.

Although Hong Kong Island is full of spirits and magical spirits, the so-called masters are all people with fame. Today, when a female ghost is attached to an umbrella, it is probably because a master of Taoism came to Hong Kong Island.

Therefore, he was respectful when he saw Qin Lin's face, but when he saw that there was no fluctuation of Taoism on Qin Lin's body, his heart became colder again.

But later Mao Xiaofang suddenly appeared and snatched the umbrella. He secretly calculated Mao Xiaofang's appearance, but it made him very happy. Mao Xiaofang is the descendant of the Maoshan Tiandao Sect. He must be a person who has gained fame.

After counting his fingers, he knew the purpose of Mao Xiaofang coming to Hong Kong Island, so he decided to go to find him.

Qin Lin called him at this time, but Yang Feiyun had no intention of talking nonsense to a person who knew how to do Taoism.

Qin Lin said lightly: "Yang Feiyun, I heard that your Iron Pill is very powerful. I wonder if I can add another coat to you?"

Yang Feiyun's expression changed slightly and he thought to himself: "How could this person know that I can make a scheming calculation?"

Yang Feiyun has always been low-key and never showed it in front of others. He can count the five fingers who know that he has this ability.

Yang Feiyun glanced at Qin Lin again, and saw that Qin Lin was notorious, and he also had a little more thought in his heart.

"I wonder what you are going to be?"

Yang Feiyun decided to calculate Qin Lin's background first. If Qin Lin is really just an ordinary person, he said he might not have to teach Qin Lin a good lesson.

Standing up, taking two steps, came to Yang Feiyun, Qin Lin stared at Yang Feiyun quietly, and then smiled and said, "Lifetime!"

"Life life?!~"

"Dare you ask about your birth date?"

Yang Feiyun still said with a smile.

"The year of Dingwei, Renchen, Jiaxu, day!"

When Yang Feiyun learned about Qin Lin’s birth date, he immediately took out an abacus and saw that the mysterious aura was surrounded by his body. This iron plate magic calculation was indeed unique.

A person's fortune-telling has been destined since he was born.

Those who are capable of conquering heaven and changing destiny against heaven are all great opportunities, great merits, and great magic power.

And very few people are proficient in numerology.

"clang!"

With a light sound, Yang Feiyun frowned, took back his abacus, and looked at Qin Lin in disbelief.

"I'm sorry, I'm shallow and can't figure it out."

“Haha! ~”

Qin Lin laughed meaningfully again, then walked into the distance regardless of Yang Feiyun.

Yang Feiyun watched Qin Lin leave, unable to pretend anymore, gasping heavily, and was sweating profusely at this time.

"Who is this person and why I can't calculate it. He is definitely a terrible person, and maybe he is not a human yet."

"Why did he come to Hong Kong Island?"

“…”

The collapse of the school's online class is about to break me up!

But your strong support can make me work harder to write!
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