Chapter 17: Eight Diagrams Soul-Locking Formation! Soul-Calling in the Middle of the Night

The night was dark and oppressive like ink.

The construction site of the Bayview Tianju project had been blocked off long ago, and the Los Angeles police set up multiple cordons in the name of "an accident caused by an underground cable explosion." Patrol vehicles were parked at the intersection, and several uniformed police officers patrolled from time to time, but they did not know the real reason, and they could not imagine that a battle beyond common sense was going on under the deep construction site.

In the empty basement on the second floor, Lin Fang was quietly setting up the formation.

He rolled up his sleeves, his palms were covered with cinnabar, his face was as cold as a knife, and under his feet was an ancient and strange Eight Diagrams Soul-Locking Formation diagram. The entire rune was interwoven with red lines, cinnabar and bronze chains. The eight hexagrams were clearly engraved on the cement floor, and each one hid the thousand-year-old magic.

In the center of the formation diagram, there is a "ground energy sealing stone" with a broken bronze chain wrapped around it, emitting a faint green rust, which is incompatible with the surrounding temperature.

Lin Fang sat cross-legged and spoke slowly in a low voice:

"This situation is to reverse the fate of blood evil, using the yang land to attract ghosts and using wealth to attract corpses."

He raised his head, his eyes like lightning: "Today, I will break this evil situation with my own strength!"

He took out three gold foil talismans, the paper was slightly curled, but there was a faint golden light on it, as if it was blessed by some unknown power. On the talismans, the three characters "Zhen", "Li" and "Kun" were engraved respectively. The hexagrams were delicate, and the strokes were like knife carvings and axes, and they were extremely sharp.

Lin Fang pasted the three talismans in the southeast, northwest and center respectively, and at the same time pinched the formula and drew it, and a cinnabar pen suddenly flew out of the backpack and moved in the air!

The tip of the pen floated in the air, sketching rapidly on the ground. Each stroke was precise and powerful, as if the spirit of the pen in the old Taoist scripture pavilion was possessed. As the cinnabar fell to the ground, the runes gradually appeared, staggered and orderly.

Wang Qiuming and Yang Zhiyuan stood at the edge of the construction site, looking at the gradually activated rune array on the ground, and felt a chill on their backs.

"This... is this the method of the Feng Shui master?" Yang Zhiyuan muttered in a low voice with a dry throat.

Wang Qiuming stared at the array diagram with his eyes, and spoke with difficulty after a long while: "He is not an ordinary Feng Shui master. He can make Su Li lose face and break the Luoshen game... He was born to do this."

At this time, Lin Fang suddenly bit his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed out and fell into the center of the array.

"Use blood to lead the gods, and use the soul to enter the game!"

Boom!

The atmosphere around the array diagram suddenly changed, and the temperature seemed to fall into an ice cave in an instant, and even a layer of white frost appeared on the concrete floor.

The wind suddenly rose, moving silently.

The air under the construction site suddenly stagnated, as if something was awakened. Blue light gradually appeared around the Bagua diagram, like a light dance of phosphorescent fire, but it suddenly froze at a certain moment!

Those were the residual souls of the three workers who died -

They were pale, their eyes were empty, their bodies slowly rotated, floating on the array diagram, as if they were trapped by some force, but unable to leave.

Lin Fang looked calm, and suddenly formed a seal with his hands.

"Use the Big Dipper as the array, and the Five Elements as the basis - Feng Shui Bagua, Soul Locking and Evil Suppression Array, open!"

Boom!

The talisman suddenly burst into a blazing light, and the eight directions of the hexagram lit up at the same time. One by one, golden lines connected into an array, like a lock and a chain, firmly locking the three wandering souls in the center.

But the next moment, a "click" sound that made people's scalps explode suddenly sounded!

The bronze chain of the "Earth Qi Sealing Stone" in the center suddenly broke, as if a huge force was surging from the ground!

Along with the sound of the chain breaking, a strange sound like a baby crying exploded in the entire basement, and the Yin Qi rolled!

Wang Qiuming knelt on the spot, his face pale, and his voice trembling: "That's not a soul... It's... It's a resentful corpse?!"

Lin Fang's face changed drastically.

He instantly realized that this was not only a soul formation, but also a corpse refining situation!

"Someone is here underground, refining corpses with people and refining souls with evil spirits!"

He no longer hesitated and pulled out the Seven Star Bronze Sword!

The sword tip was dim, and the star formation map on it was faintly emerging, and a trace of Tiangang Disha Qi emanated from the sword body.

"Feng Shui Zhengfa, kill the corpse and turn the evil spirit!"

The sword tip slashed down, and the light was like a thread, hitting the center of the formation!

The next second, a crack appeared in the center of the talisman, and a highly decomposed corpse shaped like a wax figure suddenly emerged, his eyes rolled back, and he let out a piercing scream!

"Roar!!"

The corpse screamed and the walls around the basement were like being struck by thunder, cracking and scattering!

Lin Fang took three steps back, cut his fingertips, and blood fell on the sword tip, and stabbed into the core of the talisman formation again.

"Kill!"

The blood and cinnabar blended, and the formation diagram suddenly ignited red spiritual flames, as if thunder had descended, and raging flames ignited along the formation diagram, completely engulfing the resentful corpse!

The corpse burned up in the screaming and turned into a pool of charred black. The light in the basement quickly converged, the temperature rose, and the Bagua diagram returned to silence.

Lin Fang let out a long breath, his face pale, and cold sweat dripping on his forehead.

"This game is temporarily broken."

A few hours later, the night deepened.

Jerry Yang personally drove Lin Fang back to Chinatown.

The atmosphere in the car was silent, with only the low hum of the wheels rolling over the street.

"Mr. Lin." Jerry Yang finally spoke, his tone solemn, "You really saved the entire project this time."

Lin Fang leaned against the car window, his eyes calm, but revealing a chill: "Do you think this happened temporarily?"

"On the contrary." Jerry Yang gripped the steering wheel tightly, "This game... is not set up for the project at all."

"Do you suspect that someone has set up the game before we bought the land?"

"Yes." Jerry Yang gritted his teeth, "and this person is likely to be a senior executive of Qingfeng Real Estate, or... someone very close to us."

"We have found out these days that the old temple was not demolished by the developer at the beginning, but someone anonymously funded it and forcibly demolished it in the name of government regulation."

Lin Fang's eyes were deep: "I want the name of that person."

"We are checking." Jerry Yang whispered, "I will tell you as soon as I find out."

Lin Fang raised his eyes slightly: "It's not just a feng shui game, it's a... fate game."

"Fate game?" Jerry Yang was stunned.

"A fate game tailored for me." Lin Fang said lightly.

At the same time.

In a high-rise apartment somewhere in Los Angeles, the night is as dark as water.

The mysterious young man in white stood in front of the French window, overlooking the entire city, with a hint of coldness on his lips.

"Lin Fang, you can break a land situation, and maybe two Feng Shui evil spirits."

"But can you break the fate situation that I have 'tailored' for you?"

He slowly spread out his palm, and a blood-colored ancient seal quietly emerged, with four characters engraved on it:

——Qian Kun Ni Ming Yin.

"Next, it's my turn."

"Qian Kun Ni Ming, life and death are up to me."