Lord Wei’s Fiancee is a Mystic Arts Expert

Flipping through the ancient book Wei Zhen gave, Feng Nian found that the things recorded in this ancient book about the black Bana flower were more detailed and specific than what she had learned.

The black Bana flower was originally owned by Huayue, the wife of Sima Sheng, the ever-victorious general of the Outer Qi State. In order for Sima Sheng to be able to win the battle, Hua Yue actually used the black Bianhua to keep the soul of the person who is about to die. Unfortunately, using too much black Bianhua will consume lifespan. Soon, Hua Yue passed away.

Originally, after the disappearance of Outer Qi State, the stories of Sima Sheng and Hua Yue, the great generals of Changsheng, were buried in the tomb, along with the black Bana flower and its secrets. But after a group of people surnamed Wu broke into the tomb where Sima Sheng and Hua Yue were buried together, they brought out the seeds of the black Bana flower and left them on a wedding dress. This unique role of black Bana is known. It can gather one soul of a person, which prevents people from being reborn in reincarnation, and makes resentment condense.

What I brought out from the tomb was only seeds. Can it really be cultivated into black Bianhua outside? She had doubts in her heart, and if it was really possible to cultivate black Bianhua, it should require some special conditions.

Have you finished reading it? Wei Zhen's thick voice rang out from the side, maybe she was too engrossed in reading the ancient books, and didn't notice when Wei Zhen arrived.

It's almost there. After closing the ancient book, she handed it back to Wei Zhen.

Let's go, I'll take you back. Wei Zhen shook the key in his hand, signaling Feng Nian to follow him.

Feng Nian originally wanted to refuse, but after thinking about it, one of Wei's house and her rented house is in the east of the city, and the other is in the west of the city. Let alone the cost of taking a taxi, I feel distressed. The important thing is that it is not easy to take a taxi here, so I still accept Master Wei. Kindness. She immediately quickened her pace and followed Wei Zhen.

Wei Cong, who watched all this silently in the corner, pursed his lips. Xiaocai fan is really cheeky, to have the nerve to ask Uncle Zhen to take her home. In the past, Uncle Zhen would never let any woman come within two meters of him, she was an exception.

He thought about it, and seemed to find something wrong. Uncle Zhen used to be very busy and often didn't eat at home. Why did Uncle Zhen go home to eat when this little money fan came recently? Could it be that the chef's recent innovative dishes suit his appetite? No, the dishes are not always the same. I scratched my hair, hey, I can't figure it out.

When Wei Zhen's car stopped in front of the haunted house, Feng Nian opened the passenger's door and thanked him with a smile.

Wei Zhen nodded as a response. When Feng Nian was about to turn around, Wei Zhen suddenly stopped her, If you want, you can live in Wei's house.

In fact, Wei Guichang mentioned to Feng Nian many times that he wanted her to live directly in Wei's house. But she refused, because she would go out in the middle of the night from time to time, and it would be difficult to wake up the Wei family's housekeeper from time to time and ask him to open the door for herself. Living in someone else's house, climbing the wall is even worse.

Seeing that Feng Nian didn't answer for a long time, he explained, The Wei family has a lot of rooms, and you are here, so you can help discipline Wei Cong. It's too quiet for you to live here alone.

Oh, it turned out that Master Wei was worried that Young Master Wei would make trouble when he was not at home.

Master Wei, don't worry, if Wei Cong's pocket money is cut off, he won't act recklessly; besides, this place is very nice and lively. On weekdays, a female ghost and two paper figurines always surrounded her room to fight the landlord. , it's no wonder it's not lively. Besides, she couldn't move the female ghost and the paper figurine to Wei's house together. Without them, who does the housework and who cleans the room.

Wei Cong sneezed at home, he pulled his coat tighter, did he catch a cold?

Okay, let's rest earlier. Wei Zhen waved his hand.

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Opening the door, only the female ghost was left in the room, staring at the mottled ceiling in a daze.

Where are your two girlfriends? Feng Nian couldn't help asking, usually these two paper people often stay here overnight, but they are not here tonight, so it is really quiet.

The female ghost gently raised her hand and pointed to the next door.

She understood, it was late at night, and the two paper figures were called home by their father to go to sleep.

I didn't think there was anything wrong with her thinking, but she reconsidered another thing, that is, she seemed to need help. Since the incident with the black spirit snake last time, she realized that one person was still powerless after all. She investigated privately, but after all, she still couldn't find out who stripped the black spirit snake of its skin that night.

Tomorrow, I will ask Grandma Xiang to see if there are any people in this industry who can introduce me. There are not many people, but I must be trustworthy. Never give your back to someone you can't trust.

Early the next morning, Feng Nian was awakened by the female ghost.

She was angry about getting up, and when she was woken up, she wanted to throw a piece of talisman paper, but when she thought about it, if the female ghost was trapped, no one would clean up the house. Thinking about it, most of my anger disappeared.

Grandma, I don't have to go to class today, can you go and play with your paper figurine best friend and leave me alone? She pulled the quilt, ready to turn around and go back to sleep.

However, she never expected that with a sound of scrubbing, the female ghost would hang her quilt on the hanger again. This time, her drowsiness really disappeared.

Seeing Feng Nian faintly wanting to take out the talisman, the female ghost quickly pointed to the mobile phone by the bedside.

She looked up and found that the phone was shaking violently again.

Hello, who is this?

Wei Zhen heard the laziness in her voice, and the corners of her mouth curled up. This is because I haven't woken up yet, and I have a little emotion.

It's me. He took the cigarette in his hand a little farther away, and extinguished it directly in the ashtray.

Master Wei. Hearing Wei Zhen's slightly magnetic voice, Feng Nian felt that her spirit was coming.

It turned out that Wei Zhen's people checked everyone who had been to Chen Yihuan's flower art shop in the past six months. After comparison and screening, a mysterious person was found, but no information about this person could be found. What is strange is that that person appeared near Chen Yihuan's flower shop the day before yesterday. That person was most likely the one that Xu Jia mentioned, who asked Chen Yihuan to help cultivate the black Manzhushahua.

She knew that the Wei family had done their best to find out so many clues in such a short period of time. It's a pity that the whereabouts of this person were not found.

Hearing that Feng Nian on the other end of the phone suddenly fell silent, Wei Zhen knew that she was a little lost, so he told her another news, Half an hour ago, Chen Yihuan took the initiative to contact the Chen family.

This is shocking news. Chen Yihuan can't exaggerate his hatred for the Chen family, so why would he suddenly take the initiative to contact them. Unless she wants to use the Chen family to do something.

After hanging up Wei Zhen's phone, she got up immediately, and the female ghost beside her graciously took out a set of washed sportswear.

Come back tonight, and I'll bring you chicken legs. The female ghost kept calling her to get up just now, but she found a call from her cell phone. She still wanted to appease the female ghost, or what would happen if the female ghost got angry and quit doing housework.

Seen off by the female ghost's attentive gaze, Feng Nian hurried out the door.