Hao Jiefang grabbed Mu Rong, dragged her to his side, and separated half of the Wuchang Shield.
"See, let me say that this woman is not a good thing."
"...Educating me is seven, Danyuan is nourished quietly, the magic lies in diligence, and good contemplation of Taihe"
Sang Yu dropped the password box, grabbed Sang Tong's clothes, and shouted anxiously: "Sister Tongtong, what are you going to do?!"
Hao Jiefang leaned into Murong's ear and said in a low voice: "Murong, it will take some time for her to summon the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder. I don't know if the Wuchang Shield can stop it. Why don't we just keep doing it..."
"What are you going to do?"
"Try if you can forcefully lock her soul and end this thunder!"
Murong pursed his lips, but didn't agree immediately, he clenched the soul-beating stick in his hand, and stared at the front with all his attention.
Sang Yu's eyes were red with anxiety, and she hugged Sang Tong: "Sister, don't be like this!"
Sang Tong gritted her teeth and shook her body, but Sang Yu hugged her so tightly that she couldn't get rid of it at all.
Even so, Sang Tong's mantra of summoning Tianlei did not stop.
Hao Jiefang touched her Nilin one after another. If he and the people behind him were not allowed to see his true skills, he would think that the Sang family would be a bully!
"Murong, Tianlei is about to happen, why hesitate!"
A gust of wind blew up outside the paper-making shop, rolling up the snow in the courtyard, and the sound of howling was endless. In the cloudless sky, a low-pressure black cloud came from nowhere.
Just a second before Murong let go, a loud and clear Buddha's chant sounded.
"Amitabha."
Su Sifang took a step forward and stood in front of Sang Tong. Under the astonished gaze of the other party, he raised his hand to hold the raised hand.
Immediately afterwards, he quickly transferred the Buddhist beads on his wrist to Sang Tong's wrist.
Su Sifang's expression was a little sad, and he called out: "Senior Sister Tong, don't do any more evil."
Sang Tong was stunned, distracted, and stopped reciting.
In Sang Tong's memory, Su Sifang was always smiling, never saw her have any troubles, and never saw her get angry about anything.
This expression is the first time.
Su Sifang sighed softly, turned around and came to Hao Jiefang, clasped his hands together, and bowed: "This errand, can you listen to Sifang's words?"
Murong rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled.
She saw: Sang Tong's head was shrouded in blood, like a red cumulonimbus cloud, from time to time lightning was released from the cloud to strike her head.
But whenever the thunder and lightning fell, a solemn golden light would burst out at the same time to protect her altar, keeping the lightning out.
The source of that golden light was the string of Buddhist beads on her wrist.
Mu Rong rubbed his eyes again, but he could still see clearly.
"You misunderstood Senior Sister Tong. Sifang can guarantee it with her life. Senior Sister Tong has never done anything harmful to the world. Finding the trace of Hanba is the top priority. Other things, can you explain later?"
Hao Jiefang nodded, put away the impermanent shield and soul-strike stick: "In this case, let's let this matter go, but that kid hurts Tianhe, and the underworld has the right to deal with it."
"Amitabha, there is some cause and effect between Dandan and Senior Sister Tong, even if it is the underworld, I am afraid it cannot be taken away."
Hao Jiefang wanted to say more, but was interrupted by Mu Rong.
She pulled Hao Jiefang aside and raised her chin: "Did you see it?"
Hao Jiefang followed Murong's direction and asked in puzzlement, "What?"
"nothing."
Sang Yu stood opposite Sang Tong, weeping. Sang Tong was heartbroken when she saw it, half hugged Sang Yu, wiped away her tears, and coaxed: "Yu baby, don't cry."
"Sister Tongtong, what have you learned in the past six years, why do you do this, can you discuss any differences slowly?"
Sang Tong felt a pain in his heart, and hugged Sang Yu in his arms: "Don't cry, my sister is wrong."
Sang Yu rubbed against Sang Tong's shoulder, and said "hmm" in a nasal voice.
Mu Rong came to Sang Tong and said solemnly: "I apologize to you on behalf of Hao Jiefang for what happened just now."
Sang Tong raised his eyebrows, noncommittal.
With a calm gaze, Murong continued: "Although what we are doing is seductive work, every life is very sacred to us. If we didn't uphold this principle, we wouldn't take care of pregnant women and fetuses." When Hao Jiefang passed away, he was only in his teens, and he knew the weight of life better than me, so he reacted a bit more violently, please don't mind; if possible, I still hope you can find someone Time, explain the origin of Dandan, if it is true what Su Sifang said, I will ask Hao Jiefang to apologize to you, if you refine this child for you to drive..."
"No! Mu Rong, Sister Tongtong is not this kind of person!"
"Now, can you help us find the whereabouts of Hanba?"
Dandan sneaked up to Murong's side while they were talking, jumped up and bit her forearm.
"Tsk", Murong frowned in pain, shook off Dandan, his face turned cold.
"Dandan! Come here."
"Mom~" Dandan replied aggrievedly, staring at Murong with longing eyes.
"Disobedient? Come here!"
"Mom, this sister is delicious~"
"You little bastard!" Hao Jiefang rushed to Murong's side holding the soul-beating stick, intending to hit the kid.
Mu Rong grabbed the soul-beating stick: "Forget it."
"Let me see your hand!"
"fine."
Hao Jiefang pointed at Sang Tong's nose and shouted: "Look at what you have raised, I hope you will be sucked dry of your blood, eat your soul as soon as possible, and never be reborn forever!"
Dandan showed a fierce look on his face, gasped, and bared his teeth at Hao Jiefang, like an angry puppy, ready to pounce on him at any time.
"Dandan, if you don't come here again, Mom will beat you!"
"No! Dandan is obedient!" Dandan ran over like flying, hugging Sang Tong's thigh fawningly.
"There was an aunt here before, you can feel her smell and help mom find her, okay?"
"Good~!"
Dandan walked to the corner of the shop, fluttered her nose, and took a decent sniff.
"Huh~?"
"What's wrong?"
"Mom~ Mom~ Apart from that aunt, there is also a smell of death here."
"Who left it?"
Dandan tilted her head and thought for a while: "It's an uncle, he smells like death, and he took Auntie away."
One stone stirred up thousands of waves, and Murong and Hao Jiefang looked at each other in astonishment.
How could the fire at the paper-making shop and the female ghost who was obviously sealed disappear
Now, there are answers.
Murong clutched his bitten arm and walked up to Dandan: "What kind of uncle is it, can you tell me?"
Dandan's eyes lit up, she likes this delicious sister!
"Give me a bite, and I'll tell you!"
Sang Tong was in front of Sang Yu and blocked Mu Rong: "Stay away from Dandan, take care of things one by one, find Hanba first, don't worry, as long as it is the smell that Dandan remembers, she will never smell it. Forgot."
According to Dandan's instructions, everyone came to a residential area.
Dandan hummed a nursery rhyme, stopped in front of a building, raised her hand and pointed: "This is it!"
"Do you know which household it is in?"
Dandan shook his head: "The smell here is too complicated, you have to go in to smell it."
"Let's go in!"
Murong stopped and said, "Wait."
"how?"
"This female ghost is very cunning, I have to do some preparatory measures, Hao Jiefang, please pay attention, if the female ghost jumps out of the wall in a hurry, you can go directly!"
"good."
Murong flipped his wrist, took out a big brush, pointed his toes, and flew towards the residential building where the female ghost was.
This is a twenty-story building, and Murong flew directly to the top of the building, took out a brush to write and draw on the roof.
Ten minutes later, she floated to the side of the building, starting from the twentieth floor, and volleying along the building to paint.
Several people just looked up and watched, and after another twenty minutes, Su Sifang saw the mystery first, and chanted the Buddha's name in amazement.
Sang Yu walked over and asked, "Master Xiao Fang, what is Murong doing?"
"Amitabha, Lord Mu is writing scriptures."
Sang Tong made up two tears of cow's tears, took out his sunglasses and put them on again, watching the scene in front of him, speechless in astonishment.
In this residential building, the roof of the building burst out with dazzling golden light, straight into the sky.
The vertical building, wherever Murong passed by, all shone with the same light.
For Sang Tong, who struggled to draw a talisman, she didn't even dare to think about such a grand project!
What kind of powerful thoughts and determination can draw such a huge Dharma wall
Looking at the Special Events Administration, all the characters in the past hundred years are unmatched!
At some point, Hao Jiefang came over.
Sticking it to Sang Tong's ear, he said in a voice that only the two of them could hear, "I really want it?"
Instead of looking at Sang Tong's reaction, he raised his eyes to look in the direction of Su Sifang and Sang Yu.
Seeing that the eyes of the two were focused on Mu Rong, they sneered: "Do you think you have found a treasure?"
"I might as well tell you, I already knew it! I never dared to take out the things that Murong burned for me for so many years; you know? A gold coin with a round square hole."
Sang Tong replied coldly: "Why are you telling me these things?"
"No reason, I just want to introduce you to Mu Rong, so that you can fully understand!"
"Oh, you are not afraid that I will take her away?"
"I advise you to give up your heart, so that you won't lose your army if you accompany Madam."
"Oh? After you say that, I want to try it even more."
Hao Jiefang smiled brilliantly, lowered his voice to the lowest, choked his throat, and mouthed exaggeratedly: "Murong has put his two souls in the underworld, and he will never betray him."