Ning Yuru's voice was not loud, but the words were clear to his ears. The old man who squinted and smoked the dry cigarettes was fascinated, and he did not realize that the cigarettes were about to burn his fingers.
"Uncle Master, your cigarette..." After Ning Yuru finished speaking, he couldn't help but reminded him when he saw the other party lost in thought.
"Uh?"
Only then did the old man come back to his senses, squeezed out the cigarette butts, and opened his muddy eyes to look at me.
"Wooden puppet, Qipai? This is a strange thing. Let's not mention the corpse soul courtyard and the courtyard of all demons. I have already understood your main purpose. Don't you just want to save this kid's Qipai? That's not it. Simple, more violent. After smashing the wooden man of Rao Shizi, wouldn't the Qipu come out? Hahaha."
The old man's words almost knocked us down.
"Uncle Master, don't you keep joking, okay? Seven souls are taken into the wooden puppet, if it is not released by a formal method, and the puppet's body is smashed, it may be shredded. Do you still know this common sense? Stop teasing us, okay?"
Ning Yuru's face turned black immediately.
We all know how weird the old man in front of us is. Is there still a mood to joke at this time? It's enough.
If the method he said works well, do we still rush to ask for help
"Yu Ru is Jiang Du's fiancée. By all accounts, he is also your old and close younger generation. Don't save yourself." The bloody red eyes on the other side flashed, and he added a word in fear that it would not be messy enough.
I saw Ning Yuru's hair roots stand up on the back of her neck. If her uncle were not there, she would have waited to choke the nonsense bloody bamboo peach to death.
"What?" The old man changed his face when he heard the words and stopped smiling. His eyes widened, staring at me very dissatisfied, and then turned to look at the sleeping'I', his eyes getting worse.
"Xiao Ru, when did you make a date? Why haven't I heard of it?"
The old man turned on the accountability mode.
"Well, Uncle Master, this is a long story, but you can rest assured that there is nothing special about the niece, and Jiang Du is a gentleman. We are innocent."
Ning Yuru blushed with shame and anger, and hurriedly distinguished a few sentences, but deliberately passed the words like fiancee and said it ambiguously.
"Gentleman? This kid?" The old man became less angry, as if he heard something in the teacher's niece's words, he didn't ask any more questions.
"Uncle Master, just leave it alone, Jiang
It's been more than two full days since Du Qipu left the body, and if he delays it any longer, I am afraid that it will not be fatal? God has a good life, Master, if you have a way, please show it as soon as possible. I am worried that time is running out. "
Ning Yuru brought the topic back.
"You are really worried about this kid, no matter what, according to your face, the old man will do his best. By the way, introduce yourself, the old man's name is Gongju, the palace of the palace, the repetition is heavy."
The old man agreed with us on the face of Ning Yuru. There are really not many people with the surname Gong, which is impressive.
"Hello Gong." We hurriedly changed our words and said hello.
If you don't call the old man, should you call him directly? Isn't that uncomfortable
"Since you are Xiaoru's fiancé, the old man will call you a little bit." Gong Zhong turned his head and spoke to me.
"It should be so." I hurriedly responded.
"Your situation is really embarrassing. The person who casts the spell can only take it away and can't put it away? It's such a half-hearted level, yet dare to experiment recklessly. It's really a bear, worthy of a descendant of Mo Shidao, and bold."
The old man turned his head and ridiculed Mo Qishao again. Mo Qishao flushed with excitement, he could only lower his head and said dullly: "The old man said that it is the fault of the juniors who are not good at learning. I hope you can help me. Save the younger generation, otherwise, the younger generation really can't bear it in terms of yin and virtue."
Having said this, Mo Qishao repeatedly bowed.
"It's good if you know that you are wrong. People of my generation, learning spells is not for jokes, and it involves life at every turn. There are gods who raise their heads three feet tall, and think about it before doing anything in the future, and think about it, young people nowadays. , It is owing to discipline.
I think about how strict the master was when I was learning arts with my brother, and he hit the board at every turn... My brother is a monkey spirit and can always find excuses to escape punishment, but my mouth is stupid, and I have been scammed many times.
That old thing, it's really cheap for him to die. Why was Master so indifferent back then? I was wronged, so...? "
Gong Zhongxun said that Mo Qishao was very addicted, but he digressed and ran too far.
"Uncle Master!"
Ning Yuru could only shout once before he pulled back Master Gong Zhong who was on the side of Cyclonus.
Seeing the weird look on Ning Yuru's face, and then at the look of the blood bamboo peaches desperately holding back a smile, Gong Zhong's old face was flushed, and he realized that he had lost his temper.
"Hahaha." He hit
After a few haha, the embarrassment was diminished, and then he looked at me with a straight face.
"Xiaodu, the old man understands your predicament. To tell you the truth, the old man broke into the world in his early years, and he stayed outside for many years. He will get a lot of secret inheritance by chance, and one of them is called'yin'. The secret method of'can steaming technique' should have some effect.
If you are lucky, you will be able to steam your Qipu, without hurting the roots. However, the materials that it needs to consume are very expensive. Going to the market to collect those materials, not seven or eight million may not be enough. Do you have such a wealth? "
My heart beat violently, and I said anxiously: "Don't say seven or eight million, there are ten million."
"Hey, are you really a rich master? Very well, since there is no shortage of funds, the biggest problem is solved, and the remaining problem is the success rate.
The success rate of Yin energy cooking technique is only half, which is 50%. The old man can only try it, but there is no guarantee that he will succeed. If it fails, I can only trouble you and ask you to be smart.
However, this technique is cumbersome, and it is fast if it can be completed before your time limit. If it fails, you really don't have time to find other experts. The risks can be described as huge, so you have to consider it. "
"this… ?"
I hesitated a bit. If this Yin energy cooking technique only consumes money and not much time, I really have nothing to worry about, but listening to Miyazushi's meaning, after this set is completed, it will be close to the end of the time limit, just like him. As mentioned, the opportunity is only this time, if you fail to succeed, you will become benevolent!
I pondered.
The partners didn't speak, and quietly waited for me to make a decision. This is a decision related to my own destiny, and no one wants to affect my choice.
After five minutes of silence, I said in a condensed voice: "Mong Gong, my life will be handed over to you."
These words are extremely heavy, and I also decided after careful consideration.
Quite the meaning of life and death are destiny.
"Okay, it's a courageous man. Xiao Ru, you still have a bit of eye for looking at men." Gong Zhong patted his knee and said something that embarrassed Ning Yuru.
"Teng!"
Ning Yuru's face turned red just after she recovered.
She glared at me secretly and turned her head away, pretending to be shy and not answering.
"Now that you have decided, let's listen to the third one." Gong Zhong's tone was extremely serious.
"Is there any conditions?" I was stunned, and my heart ran past a thousand alpacas.
(End of this chapter)