Chapter 4, Sealing (Part 2)

Last night, the night patrol teacher surnamed Fan discovered the body and immediately reported it to the police, suspecting that it was Ba Datong who committed the murder. Fortunately, Zhao Yinyin explained that the two were secretly meeting at the school. They noticed that the lights in Studio 205 were still on, and out of curiosity, they came over to take a look, only to find a classmate had been murdered, which scared them into fainting.

Of course, Bao Datong was more than willing; in fact, he was quite hungry, so he disregarded Ruan Zhan's murderous gaze and devoured half of Ruan Zhan's heartfelt offering in a whirlwind. It must be said that Ruan Zhan's decision to transform the bar into a restaurant was indeed very wise; at the very least, his culinary skills had been honed to a considerable degree, although the women dining at his restaurant still had ulterior motives beyond the food.

Bao Datong exaggeratedly shivered, "Please, Xiaoxia, just eat a little. Your husband speaks so softly, it gives me goosebumps all over. Look—" He rolled up his sleeves, wearing a victimized expression.

But how can you deal with the malevolent spirit in this state? No, it's too unsafe

A Zhan and Xiao Xia have endured hardships and finally come together; they should not be disturbed. Moreover, A Zhan does not like to get involved in these supernatural events

No one moved, proving that this boss has no authority whatsoever. Moreover, Xia Xia said, "I didn't intend to read comics. The magazine has been in limbo for half a year without publishing a single issue. Why have there been so few supernatural events lately? By the way, with your current appearance, haven't you been dumped by a woman?"

As for the plate in Ruan Zhan's hand, it goes without saying that he is serving his wife breakfast

Do not let A Zhan get involved; he is only capable of killing and is otherwise at an idiot level, lacking any sense of righteousness. Ba Datong casually slanders and refuses to help

"The heavenly eye is hidden within the Yintang, how could it manifest?" A tall and handsome man suddenly walked out of the kitchen, carrying a plate of sumptuous breakfast; it was his friend Ruan Zhan.

Because there was no one else around, Ruan Zhan simply did not hide his true nature, his expression cold and devoid of warmth. It is truly puzzling how a lively and charming woman like Yue Xiaxia could fall in love with him, and to such an extent that it seemed to consume her entirely

"Don't look at me. After Yue Xiaxia finishes, she will go read your comics, and A Zhan will study your illustrated recipe book to raise your wife into a little pig, which will be easy to slaughter for meat on the fifteenth of August." Although there are only two people in the magazine office, he is still the boss, and this is his territory, so he can give orders.

When Bao Datong wearily returned to the magazine office, it was already 8:30 in the morning

The deceased was an ordinary student at the Academy of Fine Arts, and the preliminary cause of death has been confirmed as a blunt object penetrating the throat

Xiaoxia was initially delighted to finally have something to do, but then she was taken aback. She reached out to touch the space between Bag Datong's eyebrows; it felt smooth to the touch, and there seemed to be nothing embedded in the flesh. However, that black line was perfectly embedded between his brows, and no amount of rubbing would make it disappear.

Bao Datong shook his head, unwilling to speak

Now, this small building is not approached by ghosts and monsters, for it has a friend named Ruan Zhan, a person born with the ability to see both the yin and yang, possessing great magical power. Ruan Zhan's beloved wife, Yue Xiaxia, works here. This woman has a light fate, weak yang energy, and is particularly fond of meddling in others' affairs. Therefore, without any effort on his part, Ruan Zhan naturally 'cleansed' the small building and added extremely powerful restrictions.

Do not underestimate me; my abilities may be discounted, but my intelligence can be doubled. I am, after all, a genuine heir to the art of Taoism!" Bao Datong said with a smile.

Thus, she turned to look at her husband, and the meaning was quite clear

Bao Datong pushed the face that was almost贴到 his nose, yet he did not dare to apply too much force, fearing that he might hurt her. In fact, she was not that delicate, but Ruan Zhan, this icy man, was madly in love with his wife, and offending him was no laughing matter

I have two pieces of news, one good and one bad. Ba Datong knew that if he did not speak, Xia's gossip spirit would remain immortal, so he could only say: "The good news is: we can finally track a real story and publish the first issue of the magazine. The bad news is: my magical powers have been sealed, and my current level of Taoist skills is only equivalent to when I was fifteen years old, allowing me to deal only with minor spirits and monsters. If a big one comes, I will be doomed." The bad news is: my magical powers have been sealed, and my current level of Taoist skills is only equivalent to when I was fifteen years old, allowing me to deal only with minor spirits and monsters. If a big one comes, I will be doomed.

"With so many tasks, are you trying to wear my wife out by making her do it all alone?" The iceberg man spoke out in defense.

"I don't mind if you do some free work for me." Ba Datong shrugged, a confident smile on his face. "Why didn't you speak up when she was getting paid for nothing in the first half of the year?" Saying this, he quickly ran upstairs, not wanting to engage in a battle of wits with A Zhan in the living room. His current level of Taoist skills was only that of a fifteen-year-old, and he would suffer a great loss.

Xiaoxia, feeling helpless, could only sit on the sofa. However, she did not forget to pull Datoong over, insisting that he help her eat half of it

What happened? Xiao Xia was eating gracefully, yet she had not forgotten about gossip

Bao Datong took advantage of others' unpreparedness to tamper with the lock on the teaching building, claiming that they had broken in, which clarified the suspicion. Nevertheless, they were still taken to the police station to provide statements and were educated, enduring a night of turmoil

"No, you must eat breakfast between 7:00 and 9:00 in the morning to support your stomach. " The iceberg man extended the tray, his expression changed, and he adopted a gentle approach, saying, "Be good, just eat a little bit."

"Is it alright to eat later? I'm not hungry yet," Xia Xia said as she hid behind Ba Datong. "Ah Zhan, even if you want to raise pigs, you should at least wait until they feel hungry before feeding them."

The magazine office is located in an independent two-story villa within a scenic area. Initially, it was sold to Bao Datong at a very low price due to reports of haunting. He uses the first floor as an office, while the second floor serves as his residence, along with a separate discussion room

He is a mage living in seclusion within the city, and he is a man of books. How can he rely on Ruan Zhan for everything? He believes in his own abilities; although this matter is perilous, he can resolve it himself. In the past, when he was with Ruan Zhan and another friend, Wan Li, did they not accomplish many feats of overcoming the strong with the weak? Now, he only needs to find that flower bud, and of course, that malevolent spirit.

Upon entering, as the chief writer of the magazine, Yue Xiaoxia was quite surprised and rushed over: "Datong, Datong, have you opened your heavenly eye? That black line on your forehead is so beautiful! Wow, it's like learning from Erlang Shen!"

That gun is an inexplicable object; the energy it emits can seal a person's supernatural abilities, leaving such marks on their forehead, which seem impossible to unravel. He worked secretly all night at the police station last night, but could only retain a small portion of his abilities

Since his father's passing, he has been diligently practicing his skills in Taoism. However, his mind is too cluttered, and his abilities in both escape techniques and hypnosis are only mediocre. Even though his other skills have advanced rapidly, he can currently only manage to cope with Ruan Zhan. And now, he has been shot.

When I need help, I will speak up; you only need to handle the magazine matters, including text, illustrations, proofreading, and distribution. The rest will be taken care of by me