"Fuck! Isn't this inhaling Yang Qi!?"
Mu Rong blocked Hao Jiefang's mouth, and pulled him back a long way.
"Do you know what that is?"
Hao Jiefang looked excited: "I'm not sure what it is, but it hasn't been seen for many years."
"Will the soul-beating stick work for her?"
Hao Jiefang shook his head: "I'm afraid it won't work. We are just "cops" who have been sealed in the dark. The soul-beating stick is in our hands, and we can't exert its full strength. Maybe it will be eaten by her instead."
"Then don't startle the snake, wait for someone else to take her in."
"Others? You mean that smelly Taoist priest?"
"Well, after all, she took over this matter."
Hao Jiefang wanted to say something more, but under the gaze of Murong's deep eyes, he closed his mouth.
The two returned to Bao Xiaoxuan's house to peek outside the window again.
The woman in ancient costume floating on Li Jiaming's body was inhaling, suddenly, a golden light emerged from under Li Jiaming's pillow, protecting his altar.
Murong's heart skipped a beat: the talisman seems to have an effect.
But the good times didn't last long, the woman hesitated for a while, and she didn't know what method she used to control Li Jiaming to move.
Murong held his breath and looked at Li Jiaming intently.
I saw that he closed his eyes and sat up straight, yes, he was straight.
Except for the upper body, no part of the body moved, let alone support, and just sat upright like that.
Then Li Jiaming moved his hand, grabbed his pillow and threw it on the ground, revealing the talisman paper pressed under the pillow.
The woman manipulated Li Jiaming's hand and fiercely tore up the talisman paper left by Mu Rong.
After doing this, the woman made Li Jiaming lie back and continued to absorb his yang energy.
It lasted about two hours before the woman let Li Jiaming go and returned to Bao Xiaoxuan's body.
"Let's go."
Mu Rong and Hao Jiefang went to Shanyang Central Hospital to send away the last soul tonight.
"I'll try to get Su Sifang to settle this matter, will you still come?"
"Of course! After the founding of the People's Republic of China, you are not allowed to become a master. I haven't seen this thing for many years. It must be seen!"
"Then go to the shop tomorrow, and I will try to guide them to deal with it."
"Okay, then I'll go back first."
"Hao Jiefang."
"What are you doing?"
"What are the reasons for the instability of the human soul?"
"Generally speaking, this person's physique is very weak, or his body is too light to bear the weight of the soul, which will lead to this situation... Why do you ask this?"
"Nothing, I'm leaving first."
Hao Jiefang didn't move, he watched Mu Rong until his back disappeared into the night.
In the early morning of the next day, the doors of 402 and 403 opened almost simultaneously.
Sang Yu wore a crisp white dress, but carried a large canvas bag that didn't match the style of the dress. When she saw Mu Rong, she smiled sweetly: "Good morning."
"morning."
"have you eaten yet?"
"not yet."
"Exactly, I haven't eaten either, let's go to the store together."
"good."
Mu Rong turned to look at Sang Tong: "Master Xiao Fang, won't you go with me?"
"Why do you want her together?"
Seeing that Sang Tong's attitude was so firm, Mu Rong didn't want to say much, and walked ahead.
After entering the shop, just as Murong took his seat, Sang Yu came to her desk with a canvas bag in his hand.
Like a magic trick, he took out two thermos buckets from his bag...
Fried eggs, ham, side dishes, boiled corn, white porridge, and steamed buns were all placed on the table, all in even numbers.
After all, they have lived together, and the things in front of them are definitely not something that Sang Yu can eat by himself.
Thinking of this, Murong's mood was a little complicated. He looked at Sang Yu who was arranging the tableware, then quickly turned his eyes away, and finally fixed his eyes on the sumptuous breakfast.
Sang Yu handed the chopsticks to Murong: "Here."
Seeing that Murong hesitated, he hastily added: "Brand new!"
Murong took the chopsticks without looking at Sang Yu: "Isn't your sister eating?"
"She ate with Master Xiao Fang, I, I got up late, so I brought it here to eat."
The breakfast was very quiet, and it was just right for two people.
When Mu Rong put down his chopsticks, Sang Yu got up to clean up the dishes. She wanted to help, but Sang Yu politely refused.
She saw Sang Tong's displeased eyes, looked at Sang Yu's back, and suddenly remembered the scene on the balcony on New Year's Eve.
"Sang Yu's life is bitter, and she was fostered in my house since she was a child. My mother has a hot and mean personality, and my father is a rascal. During the six years I was not at home, I don't need to think about what kind of life Sang Yu lived. I hope she In the future, I will find a good person, who knows the cold and the hot, kind and considerate, it doesn't matter if it's a man or a woman, as long as she likes it, I want her to live a normal life, and you... I don't want any relationship between the two of you .”
In her heart, for the first time, there was an emotion that even she didn't understand.
Murong couldn't help frowning, trying to figure out what this feeling was.
Why
Why, does this feeling make her sad
In the line of sight, a transparent box appeared, with a pair of chopsticks and matching spoons inside: "Let's put this tableware in the store. I think the early store on the road has been replaced by a hardware store, and the funeral center is further ahead. And it's not on the way, in the future..."
"No need."
Sang Yu froze in place, not understanding why Mu Rong's tone was suddenly so cold, when she was fine just now.
She looked at Mu Rong, and found that her expression and eyes were cold.
This kind of Murong gave Sang Yu an illusion, as if everything had returned to the original point, the day they first met.
Mu Rong looked at the hand that was holding the cutlery box, stiff in the air, neither advancing nor retreating.
"Take it back, I have tableware here, thank you."
"… good."
Sang Tong has been watching coldly, not only dissatisfied with Mu Rong's attitude, but also agrees with her handling method.
A silver-gray sports car parked in the yard, Bao Xiaoxuan rushed into Murong's paper-making shop in a hurry, followed by Li Jiaming with a tired face.
"Master! Not good, something happened!"
The arrival of Bao Xiaoxuan eased the awkward atmosphere in the shop, and Sang Yu took the opportunity to take back the tableware and sat on the sofa beside Sang Tong.
Murong was not surprised, she glanced at Li Jiaming, her face was pale, and there was a faint blue color under her eyes.
"Hello Miss Bao, I'm just an assistant. If you need anything, go over there. I'm just selling paper products."
When Bao Xiaoxuan heard this, she wanted to cry anxiously. She stood in front of Murong's desk and refused to leave. She turned her head and called, "Master Sang, please come here! Please!"
Sang Tong also saw that Li Jiaming's expression was gloomy, and he looked like a different person compared to yesterday, so he got up and came to Bao Xiaoxuan's side: "What's wrong?"
"Jia Ming, give me the bag!"
Bao Xiaoxuan opened the bag, took out a pillow from it, and shook out the torn talisman paper: "Masters, please take a closer look, is my pillow a fairy?"
Mu Rong couldn't help curling his lips, and Bao Xiaoxuan continued: "This morning, Jia Ming couldn't get out of bed, he was very weak, the pillow fell on the floor by my side, and the talisman left by Master Mu was also torn into pieces. After a while, he had that dream again, and that vixen became even more ferocious, pestering our family for a whole night, how the pillow fell off, and how the talisman paper was broken, I have no memory at all, take a quick look Let's see if the pillow has turned into a sperm? If it doesn't work, we'll sell the house, I'll take Jiaming to the hospital for an infusion in the afternoon, and hide in the temple at night!"
"Give me your hand, left hand!"
Sang Tong caught the pulse of Li Jiaming, and his face became more and more ugly: how could this happen? Li Jiaming's yang energy is about to be sucked dry!
"Miss Xiaoxuan, how long did you say yesterday that he had this dream?"
"Forty-two days, counting last night, it's forty-three days!"
Seeing Sang Tong's serious expression, Bao Xiaoxuan burst into tears, "What should I do, Master Sang, why don't I send Jiaming to stay in the temple for a few days, is it useful?"
Sang Tong looked at Mu Rong, who shrugged: "I think it's better to find Master Xiaofang."
Sang Tong took out the cow's tears, put two drops in his eyes, watched the two of them back and forth several times, and finally dialed Su Sifang's phone number.
Judging by Li Jiaming's complexion, if he doesn't solve the problem, he might not survive the forty-ninth day.
Although she is blessed by the fate of the country, all laws are inviolable; but this is a human life after all, since she has participated, even if she is unable to solve it, she can't just watch others die.
Sang Yu asked the two to rest on the sofa, handed the paper to Bao Xiaoxuan, and made a cup of tea for Li Jiaming.
Twelve minutes later, Su Sifang came.
Seeing Su Sifang, Bao Xiaoxuan seemed to see a savior: "Master, master, what's wrong with my boyfriend?"
Su Sifang didn't ask why, and said, "Amitabha, the patroness, the problem lies with you."
"I?"
At this time, Hao Jiefang also came and shouted: "Oh, it's so lively~"
Sang Yu quietly told Mu Rong the news, and Murong walked up to Sang Tong and said in a low voice, "Can you lend me two drops of Niu Tear?"
Mu Rong tapped two Niu Tear, but did not see Hao Jiefang, she returned the bottle to Sang Tong, and walked to the warehouse.
After a while, the black robe Murong floated out.
"Master, please speak clearly, what is going on, I beg you!"
"I'm afraid it's inconvenient here..."
"Go to my house!"
After closing the shop, Bao Xiaoxuan drove Sang Tong, Li Jiaming, Su Sifang and Sang Yu in another car and followed behind.
Mu Rong and Hao Jiefang stood on the roof of Bao Xiaoxuan's car, holding soul-beating sticks, to prevent the "monster" on Bao Xiaoxuan from escaping.
"Master Sang, isn't Master Mu coming?"
Sang Tong smiled and said nothing.
When they came to Bao Xiaoxuan's bedroom, Su Sifang closed the curtains: "The benefactor, please take off your clothes."
Li Jiaming showed embarrassment: "Master..."
Sang Tong replied: "Don't worry, she is a woman, but..." As he spoke, he glanced at Hao Jiefang.
Only then did Bao Xiaoxuan relax a bit, and asked, "Are you all taking off?"
"No, just take off your shirt."
Mu Rong pushed Hao Jiefang out, Bao Xiaoxuan took off her shirt, put her arms around her chest: "Are you ready?"
"The patroness, please turn around."
Behind Bao Xiaoxuan, there is a tattoo covering her entire back!
The one tattooed is an extremely beautiful woman, with affectionate eyes and a smile on her lips. The tattooer's kung fu is exquisite, and the woman on the back is as if alive!
"This is!"
The author has something to say: Didn't expect it? The tattoo on Bao Xiaoxuan's back is amazing, see the next chapter.