Chapter 147: Burying the Formation

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At this time, the president's face was as pale as a corpse that had been dead for three days.

He had lost a lot of blood before, but now he was frightened again and his face turned even paler.

This look doesn't look like a living person at all.

Coupled with his sinister tone...

The driver in front suddenly shook his hands and almost hit the guardrail.

"President...Brother, don't scare me!"

The driver was a young man, his face turned green at this time, and he said with a look of fear.

Compared to the invisible and intangible ghost, the president's appearance is actually more terrifying.

The young driver looked at the president's gloomy face in the rearview mirror and was almost frightened out of his soul.

"President, stop joking, we are afraid of you..."

Others also said quickly.

"Are you kidding? I thought..."

The president forced a smile, but the smile was uglier than crying.

When he just spoke, he felt that sight again.

This convinced him that the ghost raised by a master had already followed.

They thought they had escaped from the community, but in fact they were being targeted.



"Tsk, tsk, you have a really rich imagination, but you're also really timid."

"You have so much courage, why are you chasing after a spirit? Just go to work."

He Zhi was speechless.

When the president and the others escaped earlier, He Zhi let some mosquitoes lurk in the car.

Anyway, they didn't pay attention to a few mosquitoes.

As a result, as soon as He Zhi made the lurking mosquito move, the president sensed it.

He was immediately frightened so much that he almost caused a car accident.

He Zhi had no choice but to let the mosquitoes lurk again.

The president felt relieved when his sight disappeared.

"It's okay for now. It seems they have left. Let's go to Base No. 1 first!"

The president ordered.

When the young man driving the car heard this, his expression became concentrated, and he turned around without asking any further questions.

No one else dared to say anything at this time, for fear of provoking the evil spirit the president said.

After more than an hour, they stopped in front of a temple.

It turns out that the so-called "Base No. 1" is the code name of these young people seeking death.

In fact, it is the largest monk temple in Qingcheng, called Deyuan Temple.

It is said that the Bodhisattva enshrined here is very spiritual. If you ask for wealth, you will get wealth, and if you ask for children, you will get children. The temple is full of incense, and there are rich people.

Now they have established companies and are about to go public...

The idea of ​​seeking wealth and children is obviously nonsense. Most of the monks there are employees who are paid to work.

Only a small number of people are truly pure Buddhists, but they are just ordinary people without magical powers.

But the president knew that the Buddha statue in Deyuan Temple was worshiped all year round, and it was of some use.

Now that they have bumped into a "ghost", they want to pay their respects and clear away their bad luck.

In fact, the president's ancestors were from Taoism, and now he goes to a monk's temple to worship, which is a bit unscrupulous...

But lives matter.

They got out of the car, entered the temple, bought the most expensive "De Yuan Incense" worth one thousand yuan each, and worshiped in front of the Buddha statue.

Not to mention, they really felt warm all over during their worship.

I don’t know if it’s really useful or if it’s just incense…

After the worship, everyone left the temple and got into the car.

The president's expression also returned to normal.

He sensed it carefully and never sensed that cold gaze again.

"It should be fine."

"That expert should have just warned us not to disturb him!"

The president calmed down and analyzed.

"President, are you really okay?"

"That master really raises ghosts? Then should we report him to the official..."

Everyone couldn't help but ask.

A neighborhood of evil spirits? You should take care of this kind of thing.

"Report to the official? How to report? Just pretend it didn't happen!"

The president shook his head.

In fact, what he was thinking was that it was useless to report to the official, and he should find an expert.

When everyone thought about it, it was right. The reporter said someone is raising ghosts? I'm afraid I won't be kicked out.

"Also, we need to get together these days and not separate."

"I will draw some talismans to survive these days together."

The president said again.

He was still a little worried.

In addition to worshiping Buddha, he also has some ability to draw talismans.

But he himself didn't have much confidence, so he prayed to Buddha first and then drew the talisman.

"President, we all listen to you!"

No one else had any objections. They had seen ghost movies and knew that they must not be alone when encountering such a thing.

This group of people must have been very frightened these days.



"Tsk, tsk, you're still reasonable."

"It seems that they won't come to me again for the time being."

He Zhiyong heard their words and nodded slightly.

Although these people seek death, they still have some brains when encountering trouble.

"These mosquitoes must be lurking in their homes."

He Zhi did not take back the mosquitoes.

Just let them lurk around the president and the others. If this group of people wants to cause trouble again in the future, He Zhi will know in advance.

Anyway, there are as many mosquitoes as you want, and He Zhi doesn't feel bad.

The main thing is that these mosquitoes have traveled too far. If they fly back, they will die of exhaustion...

He Zhi withdrew his attention from the president.

However, he did not start practicing, but was thoughtful.

This time, the president and others were scared away by mosquitoes.

But what if you weren’t scared away?

"It seems that my community will be known to more people sooner or later."

"It's time to deploy more and wider formations."

He Zhi looked out the window.

He thought for a moment, took out some formation disks from the screen, and walked out of the door.

More than an hour later, he returned to the room.

This time, he planted some formations throughout the community.

Usually these formations are closed.

If anyone bothers him again, the mosquitoes will notice him.

Then He Zhi can activate the formation.

In the future, He Zhi will deploy more and stronger formations in the community.

With the resources He Zhi possesses, he can turn this place into a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

With the aura environment like this in the real world, it is estimated that there will not be any powerful person who can break He Zhi's formation.



"You can practice with peace of mind now."

He Zhi was busy with his work and it was almost noon.

He ate something and prepared to start practicing.

But before practicing, he looked at the screen first.

"Huh? Something happened to the Immortal Alliance?"

At this time, on the screen, everyone from the Immortal Alliance was riding the Heavenly Sword Butterfly and heading towards the Six Desolate Blessed Lands.

These people are not skilled in controlling the Heavenly Sword Butterfly. They are newbies and their speed is extremely slow, so they are not there yet.

They had just approached the Six Wastelands Blessed Land, but a group of people flew up from the blessed land!

Among them, there are actually two Nascent Souls!

"Sword Butterfly Sect's masters in swordsmanship, please stay."

"Jingshan and Jingxu of the Righteous Path Alliance are polite!"