Chapter 1019 The Phantom of the Small Courtyard

Rimu Group is a chemical industry group, covering many directions from raw material production to various medical devices.

The group has many businesses in Shanghai, but its main business is a precision medical device manufacturer that produces cardiac catheters and various interventional materials, accounting for a large share of the domestic medical market.

What’s interesting is that most of this group’s technologies are not local technologies – they are companies owned by overseas Nihong people.

Of course, it is really not easy to distinguish between overseas and domestic matters. Broken bones are still connected. Rimu also has funds, technology and personnel from the mainland, but...most of them are overseas.

The factory is not big, because the raw materials are not produced here, and many intermediate products are not here. It is just a simple... just think of it as an assembly and processing factory, mainly to avoid high tariffs.

Let’s not talk about those vague things about medical equipment. The key point is that the person in charge of this factory of Nippon Group, Tempura Hiroshi, is a crazy "return to the local school".

Feng Jun once doubted that Ni Hong still had the caste of Tian Fu? Later I found out that his surname was Tempura.

In any case, this is the master who said "Ni Bang has tortured me thousands of times, and I treat Ni Hong like my first love".

The factory is located on the outskirts of the city, with about fifty or sixty acres of land, and the place where Tempura Hao lives occupies more than ten acres of land, but this is nothing, as everyone knows that the hierarchy of Nibo people is strict.

Tempura Hao's villa occupies a large area of ​​land, and the yard is quite well maintained. There are small bridges, flowing water, winding paths, and everything. It is completely in the style of Suzhou gardens. You can tell at a glance that the owner is a member of traditional Chinese culture. Loyal fan.

Feng Jun drove the time shuttle and landed directly on the roof of the three-story building of the main house - not on the balcony, but on the roof.

The villa is heavily guarded. Although there are not many people guarding it, there are many more cameras, infrared alarms and other devices than where they just went.

The roof of the building is a blind spot, because Tempura Hiroshi believes that it is impossible for someone to fall from the sky and land on the roof of his house.

When the time shuttle landed on the roof, Feng Jun was not in a hurry, but looked around.

This is a roof with a herringbone brick structure rather than a platform. There is no room for movement on it, so there are no various monitoring and alarm equipment.

While he was looking at it, Feng Jun felt a chill on his face. He looked up and saw raindrops falling from the sky.

In March in the Magic City, raining is really normal, and not raining is abnormal.

Everyone stood on the roof tiles, silently watching the sudden spring rain wash the earth.

The five people all had storage equipment, and most of them took out umbrellas to shield themselves from the rain falling from the sky.

Feng Jun did not hold an umbrella. In fact, as long as he held up his aura, the rain would not hit him at all. But he liked the feeling of being drenched in the rain. It would make him feel an unspeakable joy, which is the essence of life. Qi machine.

What's interesting is that Gazi didn't hold an umbrella either. I wonder if he can also feel this mystery?

But no matter what, it's always good to follow the leader closely.

Five people just sat on the roof, with different postures - if China Vision remade "Eight Immortals Crossing the Sea", this would be a good scene.

Zhang Caixin had her back to the yard and faced the roof - because she was wearing high heels, she could only adopt this posture.

But her feelings were very keen. After about ten minutes of rain, she frowned and said, "The temperature dropped... a bit fast."

Before she finished speaking, a strange chill suddenly hit her. Not only she, but others also felt it, and they couldn't help but shiver at the beautiful scenery.

Feng Jun and Gazi's clothes were soaked by the rain, and they were particularly sensitive to the cold. They turned their heads and looked at a piece of flat land not far away.

The area of ​​​​the land is not large, less than 100 square meters, less than half the size of a basketball court. It is a cement floor with a basketball stand standing on the edge. There are also fitness equipment such as single and parallel bars and ladders around it. At first glance, it looks like Outdoor exercise area.

This is also the only larger open space in the entire villa area that is not covered by trees, but it does not appear out of place. It is quite normal for a villa yard of ten acres to have a flat ground for exercise.

But at this moment, there was a thick white mist on the cement floor, and the white mist was rising little by little.

White fog is formed by the condensation of water vapor in the air. There is no need to elaborate on this point. The key to the question is, what causes such a large amount of cold air?

Feng Jun put his finger on his lips, made a silent gesture, reached into his arms and took out his mobile phone.

There was rain on his hand, but when he started to slide the phone, the rain had disappeared.

Do you still want to play with your mobile phone at this time? Zhang Caixin curled her lips secretly. In fact, she had known for a long time that Master Feng could perform some incredible operations through his mobile phone, but she couldn't help but want to complain about it.

After swiping the phone a few times, Feng Jun turned his head to look at the scenery and spoke in a very low voice, "Prepare to record the video. Others should protect Teacher Mei."

In such a short period of time, the white mist on the ground became heavier and heavier, and the cold air became stronger and stronger.

But Feng Jun relaxed instead, sat down on the ridge of the roof, and looked at the scene in front of him calmly.

Zhang Caixin was really curious, so he squatted down and whispered in Feng Jun's ear, "What is that? A formation?"

Feng Jun nodded slightly, and then answered in a very low voice, "An incomplete formation."

Although his voice was low, everyone else had their ears straightened, so they all heard it.

Ga Zi didn't understand and asked, "Do Ni Bang devils also do this? Is it a very powerful formation?"

Feng Jun shook his head and replied in a deep voice, "It's not very powerful. Stop talking and observe carefully to see if you can gain anything... This kind of opportunity is rare."

When the white mist rises to the height of a person, it stops rising, but there is a vague white mist pouring in from all directions. However, the strange thing is that the incoming white mist does not increase the concentration of the white mist, but only makes the temperature drop again. Some.

After about ten minutes, the white mist actually started to roll, like boiling water or undulating waves.

Then, some vague shadows appeared in the white mist.

As time went by, these vague shadows gradually solidified, and it was actually possible to see that they were silhouettes of people.

Everyone's attention was attracted by these shadows, and everyone looked solemn.

At this moment, Feng Jun's voice sounded faintly, "This is the Zimu Yin Yang Formation, and it borrows the restraints of the Trapped Dragon Formation. The person who set up the formation is not too low in formation skills."

Zhang Caixin couldn't help it any longer and asked aloud, "Mother-child yin-yang formation, isn't that a formation where qi is shared? Why do I feel like this place is raising ghosts?"

To be honest, among Feng Jun's disciples, Xiao Cai Xin is definitely the number one. Not only is she fast in cultivation, but she also knows the most about Taoist scriptures.

——Because of her fast cultivation speed, she can have a lot of free time to read various classics. And unlike Sister Hong, Hao Jingjing and others, she has many daily affairs to deal with, so she can study without distraction.

It is precisely because of this that she has some understanding of the lost formation, the Zi-Mother Yin-Yang Formation.

I don’t know what is being raised here! Feng Jun sighed secretly, but spoke softly, "Just read on with peace of mind."

There was still a faint white mist pouring in from all directions, and the figures in the white mist on the concrete floor became increasingly clear. They were a group of people in ragged clothes, but strangely, some of the clothes could be seen, but the faces were not the same. Show.

Fortunately it was at night, otherwise others would definitely see Feng Jun's face... unusually gloomy.

I don’t know how long it took, but a black shadow suddenly appeared next to the white mist.

The black shadow was also a phantom, four to five meters long, with the head of a human and the body of a snake—and it had two heads.

It appeared next to the white mist, its body twisting and turning, looking extremely excited, and there was a low whine that sounded from it, like a pigeon whistle coming from the distant sky.

As the whine sounded, the figures in the white mist became distorted, as if encountering a sun-drenched highway in summer, the scenery became distorted and drifting.

Immediately afterwards, the black shadow opened its big mouth and sucked in the white mist fiercely, and a lot of mist rushed into its mouth. UU Reading www.uｕkanshu.net

After taking one breath, the other head opened his mouth again and took another hard breath.

This cycle repeated several times, and a muttering came from the room, "Ji Sanaku is short."

When Zhang Caixin was in school, the second foreign language he took was Nihongyu. When he heard this, he whispered, "The people in the room said, tell this dark shadow to keep a low tone..."

Just as he finished speaking, the black figure seemed to have discovered something. He turned around and looked at the roof. His two heads and four eyes looked over at the same time. His eyes were unusually cold and ruthless.

Zhang Caixin was not ambiguous and just pulled out a thunder talisman to activate it - in her understanding, evil creatures were most afraid of thunder talismans.

"Stop!" Feng Jun shouted hurriedly, and with a shake of his hand, he pulled out the Immortal Binding Rope.

Just this momentary noise had already alarmed everyone in the room, and someone asked in a deep voice, "Who is it?"

Feng Jun didn't bother to answer at all, and directly sent a spiritual attack in that direction.

"Uh," the person inside gasped and fell to the ground with a thud.

At this time, Feng Jun's Immortal Binding Rope had already firmly bound the black shadow - after all, everything was bound during the realm of the mortal world.

After the black shadow was bound, it kept struggling, and the "wow" sound it made became louder and louder.

"Come in," Hao Jingjing waved the spirit animal bag towards it.

However, to her surprise, she couldn't put the shadow away. "What's the reason? Because it has a magic weapon on it?"

"Is this a ghost?" Zhang Caixin asked tentatively, "This kind of ghost thing can be stored in a spirit beast bag."

As soon as she finished speaking, someone outside the small courtyard asked a question, using the language of Nihong.

Others couldn't understand, but she could. She was asking questions, what happened here, and if she wanted help.

She turned to look at Feng Jun and whispered anxiously, "It's bad, someone has become suspicious."