"Master Shang, I must ask you. Last time you said that after you arranged a Feng Shui pattern for Chen Xingran, he would bear the sins that Mr. Yang had suffered ten times before. But now it seems that Chen Xingran not only did not suffer any sins, but instead lived a very free life!"

Facing Shang Bing's questioning, Shang Bing was surprised.

"Impossible! I arranged a pattern of short-lived ghosts asking for debts. This pattern is extremely dangerous and ordinary Feng Shui masters cannot solve it at all. Chen Xingran will not be safe!"

Qian Ji said, "How is it impossible! If you don't believe it, you might as well go and meet him yourself! In short, since you have collected our money, you must do your business for us."

Qian Ji has always had a stern face, but he smiled and said, "Of course, if Master Shang really couldn't handle Chen Xingran, we wouldn't have brought back the money. After all, Master Shang is still young, and we can understand it if we accidentally encounter something that cannot be solved."

Shang Bing reported the purpose of sending another note, and it was impossible for him to give up his cooperation with Yang Tianhuang.

Shang Bing said: "I'll check Chen Xingran's situation now. If my Feng Shui pattern does not take effect, please don't worry, Mr. Yang. I will definitely add more fire. Whatever I say will make Chen Xingran fall into disaster."

Then Shang Bing took out a special incense stick. The incense candle was hollow and a chopstick was placed inside.

This chopstick was used by Chen Xingran. Yang Tianhuang's subordinates spent a lot of effort to get this chopstick.

Shang Bing drew a simple gossip on the ground, then lit the incense and inserted it into the eight directions of the gossip.

His eyes were constantly watching the direction of the smoke formed after the incense candle burned.

After Shang Bing's deduction, he said to Yang Tianhuang: "Mr. Yang, I can confirm that the magic I arranged before has not been broken and still takes effect. Chen Xingran himself has been entangled with the evil spirit generated by the game I made, and he has not escaped until now."

Qian Ji said: "Master Shang, did you make a mistake in deduction? I can also be sure that Chen Xingran is not only fine now, but is very good."

Shang Bing was also very confused. He couldn't figure it out. Although the layout he arranged was not broken, all the signs showed that Chen Xingran was deeply trapped in the layout he arranged, but why was Chen Xingran nothing?

Shang Bing couldn't figure it out, and he no longer thought about it.

He said, "Mr. Qian, Mr. Yang, why not do this? I will strengthen the Feng Shui bureau and stimulate the evil spirit of the pattern."

Qian Ji said: "As long as it can be effective, Master Shang can do whatever you want."

Shang Bing said with certainty: "The pattern of short-lived ghosts asking for debt is already very dangerous. I will activate the effect of the pattern to the extreme, and the evil aura will be very strong. As the caster, I will also be infected with evil aura. Chen Xingran will either die or be injured within two hours."

Yang Tianhuang and Qianji finally smiled with satisfaction when they heard Shang Bing say that Chen Xingran would either die or be injured in two hours.

"Then Master Lao Shang," Qian Ji said.

In front of the temporary altar, Shang Bing had just finished casting the spell, Chen Xingran, who was swimming in the swimming pool, suddenly felt his heart beating rapidly.

In the swimming pool, Chen Xingran's reflection at the bottom of the water turned into a twisted black.

"The boy who made the arrangement for me before has started to exert his strength again?"

Last time, Chen Xingran sucked all the evil energy wrapped around him into his lungs and stored it. At this moment, the evil energy in his lungs suddenly became restless, and the evil energy that was about to move began to erode Chen Xingran's entire body.

"Well, it's not bad. It's a bit powerful." Chen Xingran actually praised his opponent.
Chapter completed!