20 The conjuring is successful

"The price, tell me the price. Liang Sixiu was not dazzled by the sudden joy, and asked calmly.

Price.

Rong Wuyi smiled slightly, he likes to deal with smart people. "Merit, I want three-tenths of your merit in this life. ”

Is that all? 3 out of 10 merits.

"Good. ”

"Deal!" The upturned curvature of Rong Wuyi's mouth became larger. "Find me an egg, a needle, and three hairs for you. ”

Rong Wuyi picked up his hair and wrapped it around the egg. Poke a hole with a needle in the middle of the egg. Finally, let Liang Sixiu go outside to grab a handful of soil and put it next to the egg.

"Why poke a hole?" Aren't you afraid of egg whites and yolks coming out?

"The hole in the egg is to make its soul break through the ground and go home. ”

After doing this, he took the egg and came to the sacrificial table again, put the egg on the ground, and asked Liang Sixiu to call his daughter's name.

"Yuqing, Yuqing, my Yuqing...... Yuqing ...... "Keep calling, don't stop."

Rong Wuyi pinched a magic decision, and silently recited the secret spell that the Rong family did not pass on in his mouth.

"Broken!"

In the distance, a haggard, pale, hunched man snorted and spat blood.

"Your daughter is here. "Rong Wuyi's back is sweaty, the first time I used it, compared with the current physical fitness, it is still reluctant.

In the future, let's cook food quietly.

In the silent and dim room, there was a gloomy cry, "Daddy...... Daddy......"

"Yuqing, where are you?" Liang Sixiu heard his daughter's voice and looked around, but still couldn't see his daughter. Hurriedly asked, "Where is my daughter?"

Rong Wufu pointed to the mound next to the eggs under the sacrificial table. "You're summoning a soul yourself, just a normal way of summoning a soul. ”

I'm really tired, and I wonder if three-tenths of the merits are missing?

Liang Sixiu summoned the soul again and succeeded!

I saw a short-haired girl of 18 or 9 years old with a standard goose egg face, wearing a white dress, floating in the air.

"Dad!" Liang Yuqing finally saw his relatives and finally went home. She's so scared, so cold......

"Yuqing!" Liang Sixiu couldn't help himself excitedly. I wanted to go up and hug her, but I knew it was impossible.

People and ghosts have different paths.

"Can you turn on the light? and then put out the white candle!" Yung Wuyi suggested in a tone that could not be refused, hugging the little crow tightly.

The moment the girl appeared, he began to feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't afford to hurt the baby who was afraid of ghosts.

"Is it okay?" Liang Sixiu hesitated and refused to press the light switch.

"Open!"

"Smack. The little crow looked at the human in front of him and refused to listen to the little master, refused to turn on the light, and was angry. A few small steps forward, leaping up, and pressing a paw on the white switch. By the way, when leaving, he also rewarded Liang Sixiu with five blood paw prints.

"Meow~" The light is on.

"Awesome!" Why is my little crow so caring?

Liang Sixiu had forgotten the existence of the little black cat. Who knows, at the critical moment, he gave himself a Nine Yin White Bone Claw.

Tearing, it hurts.

However, there is no way to do it, I can only endure it! I still endure it willingly!

"Dad, are you okay?" The ghost girl Liang Yuqing looked at the scratches on her father's neck, it really hurt. But there is no blame in the slightest. She vaguely knew that they had saved her.

"It's okay, it's okay. Liang Sixiu waved his hand. "Yuqing, where have you been? Dad misses you so much......"

Liang Yuqing seemed to remember some terrifying memory, trembling all over her body, trembling like sifting chaff.

Hey, three-tenths of the merit is really less.

Rong Wuyi recited a meditation mantra to Liang Yuqing to help her calm down.