Me! God-level Forbidden Spell Master
43 Singing? Sing for the ghosts!

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Night fell, and the stars shone brightly.

The cold moonlight shone on the dark clouds and shone straight on the street. A thin layer of smoke rose faintly. The lights on the roadside were sparse, making it seem extremely quiet.

However, in the center of the city, there was still a bright light.

As far as the eye could see, it was a luxuriously decorated exhibition hall. Neon lights flashed in front of the door, forming seven big words in flamboyant calligraphy-Shengtong Theater Stage.

The Shengtong Theater Stage, as the name implied, referred to the performance of all kinds of literary plays and plays, inheriting the cultural heritage of the older generation.

Since its establishment, it had been loved by people.

Kacha...

Kacha...

At this moment, a luxury car sped over and stopped in front of the door. Then, Zhang Feng and Lin Nianlian came out of the car.

Zhang Feng raised his head and looked at the words 'Shengtong Theater Grand Stage'. He muttered to himself," Little Lian, here?”

Lin Nianlian nodded." Yes.”

After saying that, she took the lead and led the way.

They walked past the entrance of the exhibition hall and went straight into the hall. The hall was extremely spacious and majestic, especially when it was connected from top to bottom, making it even more magnificent.

This exhibition hall could accommodate at least 100,000 people.

However, there was no one around. When he stepped on the ground, he could hear the sound of recollection. Moreover, when he spoke, his ears buzzed because it was too empty.

When Zhang Feng saw this, he chuckled." This is really a big deal…It seems that this theater stage has a deep background.”

As he spoke, he sized up the scene in front of him.

On the contrary, Lin Nianlian smiled mysteriously." Brother Feng, do you know…who the owner of this stage is? Also…why did my grandfather want to meet you here?”

"Oh?"

When Zhang Feng heard this, he asked with interest," Who is it? Your words piqued my curiosity…I thought Ninth Uncle liked to listen to plays, but it seems that's not the case.”

"Of course not." Lin Nianlian answered. Then, she rubbed her chin and explained patiently," Brother Feng, the boss here is actually my grandfather's disciple.”

"What?"

Zhang Feng was stunned.

In his memory, Ninth Uncle had only taken in two disciples, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, and…he had also taken in a godson.

However, this 'godson' had a special identity. He was a smart and sensitive little zombie.

The boss is Ninth Uncle's disciple?

Was it Qiu Sheng or Wen Cai?

Just as he was pondering, a faint voice sounded in his ear. Although the voice was very soft, it clearly entered his mind." Little Lian, since the guest is here, why don't you invite him in?"”

"Got it, Grandpa." Lin Nianlian stuck out her tongue and replied.

Then, she pointed in the direction of the voice." Brother Feng, come with me…Grandpa has a very good personality. He'll definitely like you."”

Zhang Feng chuckled." Then lead the way. I have to personally thank Ninth Uncle for the good wine he gave me.”

During lunch, he and Lin Nianlian tasted Ninth Uncle's wine.

It had to be said that it was sweet and delicious, and the fragrance of the wine was strong. Especially the moment he drank this wine, the true qi in his body circulated at an accelerated speed.

It could be seen that this wine was mixed with rare medicinal herbs.

Ninth Uncle had given him such precious wine, so he naturally had to thank him.

Ta…

Ta…

Ta…

At this moment, the sound of footsteps echoed in the empty exhibition hall. It only gradually disappeared after they entered the back of the stage.

After passing through the backstage, she went straight into the elegant room.

Looking around, he saw a skinny and energetic old Daoist in a dark gray Daoist robe sitting in front of the chess table.

What left a deep impression on everyone was that this Daoist priest's eyebrows were connected and twisted into a twisted shape, forming the word 'one'.

He was Lin Fengjiao, and his Daoist name was Daoist One-Browed. However, he was often addressed as Ninth Uncle.

Seeing this, Zhang Feng took a step forward and clasped his hands together." Greetings, Ninth Uncle.”

As soon as he finished speaking, Ninth Uncle's hearty laughter could be heard." As expected of the disciple taught by the old fellow. To actually beat my Junior Brother Four-Eyed to such a state…The younger generation will be formidable!”

"Ninth Uncle, you must be joking. Senior Four-Eyed is giving in to me.”Zhang Feng replied humbly.

Ninth Uncle waved his hand." Don't be modest. I know Junior Brother's ability the best…But speaking of which, how's the old fellow?”

As he spoke, he carefully sized up Zhang Feng and nodded in satisfaction.

In fact, when he first saw Zhang Feng, he could clearly sense that his cultivation base was solid and that there was a mysterious power in his body.

This power made him somewhat afraid.

However, he didn't point it out…because in this dangerous supernatural world, everyone had their own secrets.

This was a personal blessing.

"Reporting to Ninth Uncle, my master is in good health. He often climbs over a few mountains to secretly hunt for wild game to eat.”Zhang Feng answered truthfully.

As soon as he said this, Ninth Uncle seemed to have thought of something and shook his head helplessly." This old fellow is still so greedy."”

"Oh, right."

Suddenly, Ninth Uncle looked up at Zhang Feng and asked softly," Do you know how to play chess?”

Chess?

Was this a joke?

After all, he had mastered the forbidden technique of Go, the Great Transformation of the Heavenly Demon.

How could he not?

However, Zhang Feng pondered for a moment and replied humbly," I know a little."”

When Ninth Uncle heard this, his murky eyes shone brightly." Alright, then play a game of chess with me…Little Lian, go and see your Uncle-Master. Why hasn't my tea been served yet?"”

The former was for Zhang Feng, while the latter was for Lin Nianlian.

Lin Nianlian nodded and walked out of the room. Meanwhile, Zhang Feng sat in front of Ninth Uncle with a black piece in his hand and smiled." Then I won't stand on ceremony."”

"Zhang Feng, as long as you can defeat me…I can promise you one thing.”Ninth Uncle said with a playful smile.

"Anything?" Zhang Feng asked.

Ninth Uncle nodded." Anything. How about it?"”

Pa…

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Feng placed the black piece in the center of the chessboard.

His meaning was self-evident.

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