"Take these." Fang Ze put all Voldemort's belongings into a big bag and handed it to Qin Feng.
"You go out and buy a suitcase later, put all these things in the suitcase, then rent a very, very fast car and drive out of the city with your things."
"Okay." Qin Feng agreed and asked, "But what about after I leave the city, boss?"
"You can go wherever you want after you leave the city. You can make your own decision after you leave the city. But the further away from Yangcheng, the better. Come back when I need you to come back."
"Okay, I understand." Qin Feng was not a fool. When Fang Ze said this, he immediately understood that this matter was very likely to involve supernatural powers. And the other party is likely to detect other people's inner thoughts, so they are more cautious.
"That's right." Fang Ze Qin Feng took his things and was about to leave. Suddenly he remembered something and reached out to hold him.
"You take her with you." Fang Ze pointed at Kikyo's natal doll and said.
"Who is this?" When Qin Feng first came in, he saw the natal doll of Platycodon. However, because the natal doll of Platycodon was a female figure wearing a hooded suit covering her face, and carrying a bow and arrow behind her. At first glance, he didn't look like a normal human being, so he didn't dare to say hello.
"You can call her Lord Saint." After Fang Ze finished speaking, he gave an order to Platycodon's natal doll to temporarily follow Qin Feng.
Although this natal doll's IQ is very low, as long as Qin Feng is driving all the way, there are not many opportunities to come into contact with other people. Even if others see it, it doesn't matter. Who hasn’t seen a few cosplayers these days
"Hello, Lord Saint." Qin Feng had never seen InuYasha, so naturally he didn't know that the word Lord Saint was originally used by the villagers protected by Platycodon's natal doll to call Platycodon. However, in the face of Qin Feng's greetings, Platycodon's natal doll did not respond at all, which made Qin Feng a little embarrassed.
"Let's go quickly." Fang Ze patted Qin Feng on the shoulder and signaled Qin Feng to leave quickly.
"Okay." Fang Ze saw Qin Feng leaving, then turned to Voldemort and said, "Now I will help you pull out the demon-breaking arrow, and then the two of us can live in peace."
"This is really unfair." Voldemort didn't know if he still had a little bit of humanity at this time or if he was deliberately inducing Fang Ze. Anyway, he showed no hostility to Fang Ze and even spoke like a friend. "You took everything I had, but you didn't show the same sincerity."
"I let that puppet leave as the greatest kindness to you." Fang Ze said to Voldemort, "If my guess is correct, that puppet should be very restrained on you."
"Doll?" Voldemort was stunned for a moment when he heard Fang Ze's words. He didn't expect that the woman who looked extremely powerful just now turned out to be just a doll.
"Yes, the doll." Fang Ze said truthfully, "One of my friends made it with a lock of her hair."
Although Voldemort did not have Athena's Sight, he obviously had another ability to distinguish whether what others were telling was the truth, so he easily determined that Fang Ze was telling the truth.
Just a strand of hair is so powerful, so how strong must this woman be!
Voldemort thought of what Fang Ze had just said about not being allowed to attack ordinary humans, and guessed that the water in this world should be deeper than he thought, so he was going to slightly change his next plan.
After Fang Ze estimated that Qin Feng should have left the nearby area of several kilometers, he walked over, helped Voldemort pull out the demon-breaking arrow, and then released the golden binding technique.
"How about it, do you want me to treat the injury on your shoulder?" Fang Ze sent a signal of goodwill to Voldemort.
"No need." Voldemort's right hand covered his wound. In less than a moment, the wound that had been ripped open and had a big hole penetrated gradually disappeared.
"Casting a spell without a wand?" Fang Ze looked at Voldemort with interest and said.
"No." Voldemort shook his head in denial. "The wand is only a medium for the wizard to cast some spells. The wizard's knowledge is not only reflected in the wand, but also potions and the like. Don't think of the wizard as too weak."
"That's right." Fang Ze nodded in agreement. Although Voldemort did not show such an ability in the original work, it is obvious that the medical technology of wizards is far beyond that of humans at that time and even now. No wizard would go to a Muggle hospital when they were sick. And even in the battle between wizards, unless they are hit by magic like Shen Feng Wuying, the wounds can be healed and treated, even broken limbs. "
"Oh, okay." Fang Ze waved his hand, turned back to the room, took out a set of clothes that Zhenguo had worn before, and threw them to Voldemort, "You can wear this set of clothes."
"Muggle clothes." Voldemort picked up the clothes and said with a frown.
"Yes, but you have no other choice." Fang Ze indicated that Voldemort could go into the room on the other side to change clothes, and Voldemort did so.
"It doesn't look like Voldemort at all." Fang Ze always felt that there was something wrong with Voldemort's attitude. He seemed to be too talkative
Could it be that Voldemort at this time was simply pursuing immortality and had no power in his hands
Fang Ze thought for a while and decided not to relax his vigilance against Voldemort during this period.
"W-where is this?" Just when Fang Ze had temporarily solved all his troubles, a weak man's voice suddenly came from the room.
Fang Ze turned around and saw that it was the young man who had just been controlled by Voldemort. He should have recovered now.
Stepping over, Fang Ze helped the man up, and then asked softly, "Do you still remember what happened just now?"
"I don't seem to remember." The young man covered his head and said, "I have a headache."
"Sit down first." Fang Ze helped the young man on the sofa and handed him a glass of water. "You just fainted at the door of my room, so I helped you in."
"Is that so?" The young man drank water while accepting Fang Ze's brainwashing.
"That's right." Fang Ze patted the young man's shoulder, and then asked, "What's your name."
"Ma Zongxiang." The young man said his name instinctively, and then thanked Fang Ze, "Thank you for helping me in just now."
"It's okay, it's just convenient. You are not an old man or an old lady." Fang Ze told a cold joke, making the young man laugh out loud.
(End of chapter)