Jill Manor.

This morning, Miss Allen and Zhang Yu and others had breakfast together, and said goodbye and left.

Before leaving, she told Zhang Yu that 10 o'clock tomorrow morning will be the opening ceremony of the East-West astrological Feng Shui Exchange Conference and that you must attend on time.

It is really formal to do this kind of thing. A competition of astrological Feng Shui can also create an opening ceremony.

After seeing off Miss Allen, Zhang Yu returned to his room to meditate, adjusted his state, and planned to attend tomorrow's opening ceremony in the best condition.

Zhang Yu didn't know the process of this contest, nor did he know that it was different from the last two exchange meetings he attended.

"Click!"

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Zhang Yu was meditating with his eyes closed when he suddenly heard the sound of the door opening sound outside.

Zhang Yu quickly opened his eyes and wondered who dared to come in and not knock on the door.

But then, he heard Zhang Yinling's anxious voice, "Zhang Yu, Zhang Yu is not good."

Accompanied by her voice, Zhang Yu saw the little girl rushing in alone, with an anxious face and heading straight to his bedside.

Zhang Yu asked in confusion: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

"Look at my hand, how could this happen?" The little girl was wearing a Taoist robe. As soon as she reached the bed, she directly reached her right hand in front of Zhang Yu.

If Zhang Yu didn't look at it, he would be fine. After seeing it, his heart trembled.

It turned out that a large piece of it rotted out on the back of Zhang Yinling's hand, and it was covered in blood and full of pus.

"Your hand!" Zhang Yu grabbed Zhang Yinling's wrist and opened his eyes wide. He couldn't believe the scene in front of him.

"What should I do? My hands suddenly became rotten." The little girl was innocent and sometimes smart and cute. At this moment, she couldn't help crying.

"Sit down first, don't worry, I will definitely cure you." Zhang Yu hurriedly comforted him.

"Hurry me up, I don't want this." Zhang Yinling sat on the bed crying.

Zhang Yu turned over Zhang Yinling's hand, and there was no problem with the position of his palm. The only place where the festered was the back of his hand. Zhang Yu then took the little girl's pulse door and took her pulse first.

Soon, Zhang Yu was able to confirm that there was no problem with Zhang Yinling's pulse.

He then closed his eyes and carefully checked Zhang Yinling's three souls and seven spirits.

Although it is not a problem with the soul, there is no problem with the pulse, so I can only check it carefully.

Everything is normal for the three souls and seven spirits, and there is no problem.

Zhang Yu opened his eyes and looked at Zhang Yinling again. The little girl's face was a little pale and a little haggard.

Seeing that Zhang Yu had been watching for a long time and didn't say anything, Zhang Yinling said anxiously again: "What's going on?"

"Don't cry, don't cry, I'll ask you now, when did this happen? Have you seen someone today? Or something strange happened?" Zhang Yu said gently.

"I am doing boxing in the yard with Zhang Qingfeng and the others today. I have never seen anyone, nor have anything happened. Just now, ten minutes ago, I suddenly felt a pain in the back of my hand. When I raised my hand to look, that's it," Zhang Yinling said aggrievedly.

"Nothing happened is really evil," Zhang Yu said in confusion.

"Nothing happened," Zhang Yinling said with a sob again: "Why is my hands the same as the corpses I saw last night? I won't become like that, right?"

"No, no, no," Zhang Yu quickly said in a tone of coaxing the child: "With me here, how could I let you treat you now if you have something to do?"

"Then hurry up," Zhang Yinling said anxiously.

Zhang Yu is not sure what the symptoms are on the back of Zhang Yinling’s hand, but Zhang Yu has experience in treating this symptoms.

At that time, Nie Qian and Yin Dalong from Sanjiahe were both poisoned by corpses and their bodies began to smell bad, especially Yin Dalong, whose body was so festered that it was not very good.

Zhang Yinling's current symptoms are far inferior to Yin Dalong. The festering on Zhang Yinling's hands does not look like corpse poison, because there is no corpse smell on Zhang Yinling's body. Although the festering on his hands also emits a foul smell, it is a normal foul smell.

Zhang Yu took out an evil-repelling talisman from his arms. The talisman paper flashed and lit in an instant, turning into paper ash. Zhang Yu then turned over the back of Zhang Yinling's hand and patted the paper ash on Zhang Yinling's festering ground.

With a "swish", a stream of blue smoke emerged from the little girl's wrist, and Zhang Yinling screamed in pain, "Ah"

Zhang Yu took out another evil-proof talisman, lit it, and turned it into talisman ashes. He sent it to Zhang Yinling's mouth and said, "Eat it."

"Okay" Zhang Yinling opened her mouth, and Zhang Yu sent Fu Hui to her mouth and swallowed it.

The two of them both fell on the back of Zhang Yinling's hand, and then they saw the ulcer on the back of the girl's hand, which was beginning to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye. Gradually, they reconciled as before.

Seeing this, Zhang Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Zhang Yinling shouted even more excitedly, "Okay, okay, now I don't have to die, scare me to death."

"How could the silly girl die? This little injury is nothing." Zhang Yu smiled comforting again.

"I knew that you have the ability to save me," Zhang Yinling said, constantly touching the back of her right hand with her left palm. The smoothness on the back of her hand made her smile again.

But soon, Zhang Yinling said puzzledly again: "Zhang Yu, why did I do this suddenly? My hand has never touched anything. As you said, I have never seen anyone today and encountered nothing special. If there is anything special, it was only last night."

Speaking of this, the little girl's eyes suddenly widened, "By the way!"

"What did you remember?" Zhang Yu asked hurriedly.

"Last night, we met those plastic models dressed like ghosts in the basement dance hall, and I hit one with Tai Chi at that time. My hands touched its body, and I never touched anything else," Zhang Yinling said in a positive tone.

"Those models" Zhang Yu then thought about it. He used copper coins to penetrate the bodies of the models, but the models still rushed to the front, and in the end he used fire talismans and black scissors to solve the problem.

At that time, I thought Zhu Jiuzhen and Zhang Yinling would be in danger, but in an instant, Zhu Jiuzhen kicked the model to pieces, and Zhang Yinling also threw the model out and hit the roof of the shed and broke it apart.

If the little girl had touched something special, it seemed that this was the only one.

This made Zhang Yu wonder, "Can this thing be so evil?"

He was not sure, but he had made up his mind to see what was going on. Moreover, no matter what, he had to destroy those models and not let these things continue to harm people.

"It shouldn't be that way. You don't have to think about it, go back to your room to rest." Zhang Yu said gently.

However, Zhang Yinling didn't move. She was sitting on the bed, staring at Zhang Yu with her eyes fixed on her face.

Zhang Yu was confused by her and said, "Why do you think of me like this?"

"Do you want to go to the basement alone to see those plastic models?" Zhang Yinling did not answer Zhang Yu, but asked back.

Seeing that this girl pointed out his thoughts, Zhang Yu grinned and said, "What's the matter? Come downstairs and rest quickly."

"Stop fooling me. What do you think? Don't I know. I don't care. You have to take me to see that bad guy. It's so hateful. Don't let me catch him, otherwise he will feel better!" Zhang Yinling gritted her teeth and said angrily.

"This" Zhang Yu didn't want to take Zhang Yinling to that kind of place again, but his thoughts were exposed and he didn't know how to stop it for a while.

Zhang Yinling curled her lips and said, "What kind of this one? If you don't take me there, I'll go by myself."

After saying that, the girl jumped up and walked directly towards the door.

"Wait, wait, wait" Zhang Yu quickly got out of bed and said while putting on his shoes: "I'll take you there, can't I take you there?"

"This is almost the same!" Zhang Yinling turned around and pinched her waist with her hands.

Zhang Yu had no choice but to take this girl. After putting on his shoes, the two of them left the room together and went downstairs toward the villa they went to last night.

Zhang Yu had already come to the key to the villa from his disciples, and he was also worried that the disciples would be curious and ran to take a look.

When he arrived at the door of the villa, Zhang Yu opened the door and took the lead in walking in.

It was daytime now, and everything inside could be seen clearly. The two walked towards the basement one in front and one behind, went down inside, and walked straight to the door of the dance hall.

The door of the dance hall is open, and when I came out last night, who was still in the mood to close the door?

Before Zhang Yu could walk in, he suddenly smelled a burnt smell. The smell was quite pungent, and it was a smell of burnt plastic.

Zhang Yu and Willmore each burned one last night, but the ventilation equipment in the basement of the villa is good, and the smell should not be so strong.

Zhang Yu walked in two steps, but the lights inside were not turned off. Then he looked at the lights and didn't see the plastic model left on the ground last night. It only had the burnt smell.

"Why is it burning smell?" Zhang Yinling followed Zhang Yu and said with wonder.

She played around and shouted, "Where are the plastic models last night?"

"I'm afraid someone has already been burned," Zhang Yu said, and walked forward and walked directly to the front of the bar.

I saw some black and gray underground, and as for those plastic models, I didn’t see any of them.

"This" Zhang Yinling, who was following Zhang Yu, was stunned when she saw this, "That bad guy is back."

"It must be him." Zhang Yu couldn't help but grit his teeth when he spoke.

He could fully feel this person's power, without a trace, and he was very harsh in the attack. He was expected to take the lead and would not leave any clues to the opponent.

Zhang Yu has encountered many opponents, and this is the first time he has encountered such a powerful opponent.

Fortunately, this person's target should be Willmore, not him, Zhang Yu. He just walked in by accident.

"He, who is he? Why is he like a ghost? He is even more terrifying than a ghost?" This time, Zhang Yinling's voice became a little nervous.

This girl is very nervous, with thick lines, and usually doesn't know how to be afraid. It's so difficult to make her feel scared.

"Don't be afraid," Zhang Yu comforted: "This person's goal is not us. Your hand was just accidentally injured, and this person hides his head and tail and dares not show his true face. He only makes small moves behind his back. It can be seen that his strength is not as powerful as he imagined. He is disdainful of doing such things."

Although he was determined from the bottom of his heart that his opponent was strong, Zhang Yu could never lose in his momentum.

"Yes! He is definitely not your opponent if he hides his head and tail!" Zhang Yinling clenched her fists, which was also a way to encourage herself.

Brompton Church.

In the quiet room, Willmore sat cross-legged, and on his lap, there was a woman sitting.

This woman was Sister Lina. Her nun's robe was now peeling off to her waist, and her fair body was completely exposed to Willmore's eyes.
To be continued...