Horror: My Charms Only Work On Big Women

Before going out, Ma Jun didn't forget to ask about the copybook.

The answer he could get made him puzzled.

Daoist Jingming said meaningfully.

"That copybook is the foundation of our Alien Association."

When Ma Jun asked again, Daoist Jing Ming said nothing.

This confuses Ma Jun very much.

Li He's "Bitter Days are Short", which is exactly the same as his father's handwriting, how did it become the foundation of the Alien Association?

But Jingming didn't say anything, and Ma Jun couldn't force him to ask.

I can only wait for the commission to be completed, and then investigate carefully.

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Victoria Peak.

The tallest mountain on Hong Kong Island.

There are many mansions on the top of the hill, and many wealthy businessmen like to buy mansions here.

On the sports car, Ma Jun asked curiously.

"Why, that Lin Fengqian is very rich, and the house is built here?"

Zhuang Xin said with an exaggerated expression: "Ma sir, you must know the Lin family.

"They are doing funerals. People always have birth, old age, sickness and death. Who can escape the day of death. 1"

"If you want to have a good time, and want to shelter your children and grandchildren, you ask to come to their Lin family.

"The feng shui of their family is very powerful."

Ma Jun understood immediately.

It turned out to be a Feng Shui master.

No wonder it makes so much money.

He drove all the way to the entrance of the Lin family's manor. The mansion with an area of ​​"183" is very large, which gave him a deeper understanding of how rich Feng Shui is.

After revealing the identity of the Alien Association, the concierge of the mansion immediately became respectful.

The two drove the car all the way, and under the guidance, walked into the mansion.

I don't know if it is Ma Jun's illusion.

Ever since stepping into the mansion, Ma Jun can always feel a hint of yin and staleness.

Can't shake it off at all.

That kind of feeling, like an old man who is dying, lifeless.

Like a dead tree.

The servants respectfully led the two to the door of a room.

"You two gentlemen, my master is not in good health, so I can only trouble the two of you to go in and see him."

Ma Jun nodded and pushed the door straight in.

With a straightforward look, it can be seen that the servant's face is slightly stiff.

Zhuang Xin giggled.

The longer she spends with Ma Jun, the more she can feel the natural free and easy atmosphere of Ma Jun.

It made her very intoxicated.

I can't wait to relive my old dreams with Ma Jun now.

The room was very dark.

All the windows were blocked by thick curtains, so no light came in.

Only dim lights.

There was a smell of herbs in the air.

Ma Jun felt that after entering this room, the rotten smell just now became more intense.

He narrowed his eyes.

In the room, there was only a thin and hunchbacked figure.

Sitting quietly on the futon.

Behind this figure, there is a statue of Guan Gong.

The mighty and heroic Guan Erye held up his Qinglongyanyue knife, his eyes were like lightning, lifelike.

Ma Jun glanced at it, and couldn't help but praise him secretly.

Good carver!

He has also been to many temples, and has seen many Bodhisattvas made of clay and gold.

But when it comes to carving, the statue in front of me is even more shocking.

Especially those eyes, it can be said that the dark room is full of light, and the void is full of electricity.

"Ahem..."

A weak dry cough sounded.

Zhuang Xin stared at the figure several times before saying in surprise.

"Mr. Lin?"

"It's really you!"

"How did you become like this?"

Crack!

In front of that figure, a little candle light lit up.

The candlelight was as faint as beans, but it illuminated the figure's face.

This is an old man who looks very frail, with a pale face and listless facial features, giving people a feeling that he is about to get cold.

According to Zhuang Xin's emotion, if nothing else happens, this person should be the employer of this commission.

The well-known head of Linmen Mingzha on Hong Kong Island, because of Feng Shui master Lin Liqian.

Lin Fengqian raised his thick eyelids, and the huge eye bags could almost squeeze flies to death.

He forced a weak smile.

"It's you, girl Xin."

"Why, that old man Jingming didn't dare to come by himself, so he asked you to come here to die?"

"He is too ignorant of pity and sympathy."

"If you die here, there will be one less woman on Hong Kong Island than E."

Zhuang Xin scolded suddenly.

"Hey, what are you talking about!"

"Look at you looking like you are dying, how can you still suffer from my head drop technique!"

"Hehe, cough cough cough cough"

Lin Fengqian coughed again and again.

He laughed and said: "You should go back quickly, Jing Ming doesn't have to come if he doesn't want to, there is no need to put you here.

Ma Jun took a step forward at the right time.

"Mr. Lin, I received your entrustment from Daoist Jing Ming."

"What happened to you, you can tell me."

Lin Fengqian narrowed his eyes.

"Ok?"

His eyes slowly focused on Ma Jun.

Suddenly his face changed again.

"Nonsense, how could you let a doll come, Jingming is really getting better and better, he is on a horse, and he went to an old dog!"

"I'm from the Bureau of Conspiracy."

Ma Jun continued.

"The Bureau of Conspiracy?" Lin Fengqian sneered, "The Bureau of Conspiracy is just a bunch of weaklings, they can talk about it, but they are far from being able to do it."

"I'm Chief Superintendent of the Bureau of Conspiracy, and here are my credentials.

Lin Fengqian's voice stopped abruptly.

Like a duck with its throat stuck, he stared blankly at Ma Jun.

"You? Chief Superintendent?

"Do you think I've been miserable recently, come and tell me a joke."

Zhuang Xin giggled happily.

"He really is, the Chief Superintendent of the Conspiracy Bureau, Sir Ma, and the people in the criminal department will all be polite when they see him.

"Also, he was in our Alien Association just now, and he comprehended the psychic sword code just by looking at it!"

Boom!

The cup beside Lin Fengqian was touched to the ground by his excitement.

"you you..."

He stuttered for a long time before he managed to speak coherently.

"With just one glance, can you comprehend the psychic sword?"

"Could it be that you... cough cough."

Lin Fengqian seemed to have something to say, but he forcibly swallowed it back.

"well!"

His attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn.

"Ma sir is willing to help me, Sansheng is really lucky!"

Lin Fengqian's whole body became more energetic, much stronger than the dying look just now.

"Come on, please sit down."

Ma Jun and Zhuang Xin walked to the futon in front of Lin Fengqian and sat down.

As it got closer, Ma Jun could feel the decadent aura even more.

It seems that the old man with a rather detached personality in front of him probably won't live long.

"Ahem, it's great to see Ma Sir before you die..."

Lin Fengqian felt a little sincerely, and in his cloudy eyes, there seemed to be some memories.

This look made Ma Jun tremble.

Something's wrong, isn't it usually Aunt who looks at him like this?

What's the matter with this old man!

Fortunately, this misleading gaze did not last long.

"Ma sir, I invited Jing Ming to come this time because I want him to protect my family...

"Mr. Lin, what happened to you, you can talk about it in detail."

Lin Fengqian sighed.

With a little nostalgia.

"The matter still has to start with our Linmen's technique of piercing the dead."

"At the beginning, I was young and vigorous, and I was confident that my art of piercing the dead was unparalleled in the world. When I revitalized the Lin family at a young age, I was even more inflated to the limit."

"At that time, I got the help of a benefactor, and I took the technique of deep piercing a step further.

"It was at that time that I came up with the idea of ​​finishing Baku Moza's eyes."

"Dotting?"

Ma Jun was slightly puzzled.

"right!"

Lin Fengqian's voice was a little high-pitched.

It seems to have returned to that high-spirited year.

"My Lin Sect has passed down the eight sufferings of the Ming Zha!"

"Birth, old age, sickness, and death."

"If you can't ask for it, resentment and hatred will meet, love will part, and the five yins will flourish!"

Every kind of meditation has only facial masks, but no eyes.

When I was full of energy, I just felt that the technique was like a slap in the face in my hands.

So, I came up with the idea of ​​finishing my eyes.

"I saw the horse sir today, and I will show it to the horse sir!"

"Life is suffering eight times, and one is suffering!"

Ma Jun was slightly taken aback.

One library one library?

He is really familiar with this.

Just as the voice fell, the wind in the house suddenly rose!

In the corner, a burst of lingering whispers echoed abruptly.

At that moment, countless pictures flashed in Ma Jun's mind!

Ten years of life and death.

Red crispy hands, yellow vine wine.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of worry.

The pain of parting experienced in the previous life.

Those hundreds of ex-girlfriends.

The scene when my parents disappeared...

As if at the same time, it came to his mind.

Huge bitterness emerged from his heart, making him subconsciously want to yell crazily.

Kneel down and cry.

At this time, there seemed to be a sword sound echoing in his ears!

Sword heart is clear!

Fa's eyes were instantly awake, and the time was only a short moment.

Looking at Zhuang Xin next to him, tears were streaming down his face and he was sobbing endlessly.

Lin Fengqian in front of him nodded approvingly.

The eyes are gratified.

Ma Jun suddenly felt that there were 4.5 inexplicable yin energy reverberating around him.

He tilted his head slightly, only to realize that a pale face was not far away from him, looking at him steadily.

swish!

Goosebumps appeared on Ma Jun's body.

That face is as gorgeous as a peach blossom, and her figure is full of styles.

It's a pity, but it's an out-and-out paper man!

It is said that it is a paper figurine, if you usually see it, if you don't look carefully, it is almost the same as a real person.

Especially the pair of phoenix eyes are even more lifelike.

"this is...."

Ma Jun frowned.

"That's right, this is one of the eight sufferings, parting from love!"

"It's also my first eye-catching Ming Zha."

Lin Fengqian sighed: "When my wife passed away before me, I was heartbroken, and I gave this ghost a dot in the heavy rain."

"That's one of the things I regret the most in my life."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand to love parting.

"come on."

Whoosh!

The Mingzha paper figurine appeared beside Lin Fengqian in an instant like a phantom.

During the action, a large amount of Yin Qi swayed, causing the surrounding temperature to drop a bit.

Lin Fengqian picked up a dagger and cut his arm.

Bright red blood gurgled out.

Ma Jun was shocked to see that the paper figurine approached Lin Fengqian's arm on his own initiative.

I drank the blood in big gulps!.