"Excess." I spit out two words. For a long time, there was no longer a verbal conversation between the two, only the sound of the wind blowing.

"If I overtake it, will I no longer be entangled?" Mu Zi remembered the days of fear during this time, so he broke his silence and asked tentatively.

Bu Zhou stared at a point in the void, "Let's go to the exam first, and then the rest of the fate." At this time, Mu Zicai realized that he still had an exam, so he howled, and he didn't care about tidying up his appearance, so he ran towards the examination room.

Although my life is still in danger now, after figuring out that I am not an enemy or unloading a big burden, there is nothing more important than an exam.

The exam was a mess, and the early morning incident disturbed the mood, and he rushed into the examination room a few minutes late and was sneered at by the invigilator, which also directly affected Mu Zi's performance.

But what to do after the exam is the big thing, Mu Zi stared at the dissatisfied space on the paper, and comforted himself in a muffled voice, "It's okay, it's okay, it's a big deal to make up for the exam next semester", and gave full play to the spirit of Ah Q, who comforted himself, got up and handed in the paper, shook his head and walked out of the classroom.

This school is huge, it takes two hours to walk from the east gate to the west gate, and at this time it is the peak of class, Mu Zi looked at the crowd of people on campus, and thought with a bitter face where to find it, and as soon as she looked up, she found that she was waiting for her at the corner not far away.

"Sure enough, it's a fairy, a god out of nowhere." Mu Zi muttered in a low voice, and in a blink of an eye, he changed to a smiling face and greeted him, his face was full of inexhaustible flattery, after all, his life was in his hands at the moment.

The overabundance is very simple, when the tigress is violently corpsed, it is the time of yin qi, and the resentful spirit is the heaviest, so it must be buried at noon, and repent in front of its grave, and after seeking the forgiveness of the resentful spirit, the natural evil debt will be eliminated.

And the location is also very simple, you don't need to open the altar to see the bad luck, just choose a place where the anger is heavier, so that it can absorb the vitality, influence it to let it experience the beauty of life, and help it reincarnate.

Mu Zi is at a loss for such a place, after all, this campus is crowded at noon, and he doesn't pay attention to it when he does it, and after being seen, it's okay to fall into feudal superstition, but if he is reported and stabbed to the school leader, it is not good to be regarded as a typical example of breaking school rules.

Seeing that Mu Zi's face was embarrassed, he didn't think for a moment and suggested that he hold an overtime in the place where Mu Zi was attacked in the early morning, first, the school was angry, and second, the noon sun was really hot, and few people had the leisure to pass by.

The early morning incident was palpitating, and a few blood marks on his pants also made Mu Zi suffer a lot, but blood cultivation is indeed an evil thing, in order to survive, Mu Zi had to obey the poor dispatch to dig a pit in the sunny place next to the path.

"Hey, this pit is dug." After humming and working hard for a long time, Mu Zi pointed to a pit for Bu Zhou, not so much the pit she dug out but the proper digging - half a meter square, about ten centimeters deep, because Zhou did not require the depth of the pit, and the tools were limited, Mu Zi used a borrowed garden shovel to shovel this pit.

"I've got blood blisters on my hands." Mu Zi wanted to show the blood blisters on his hands as if he were offering a treasure, so that the other party was moved by his sincerity, but after seeing the other party's cold eyes, he withdrew his hand in a sneer.

He took off the backpack from his back and took out the tiger skin, but as soon as he shook out the tiger skin, the rancid smell dispersed in the air, but the tiger skin was as bright as new, and it was not rotten if it had just been planed.

"Hmm, why hasn't it rotted for so long?" Mu Zi pinched his nose and picked at the skin with his hand and asked.

Bu Zhou's eyes squinted at her: "I used a special potion, and fortunately this end of it has not rotted with this skin, most of the resentment is still relying on its head, if this head is corrupted, the whole hatred will come to you, I'm afraid you can't stop it." ”

Mu Zi didn't dare to say anything about his own reasons, so he retracted his hand and smiled and begged for a thoughtful approach.

Then, Bu Zhou took out a small porcelain vase from the canvas bag, which seemed to be carved from precious white jade, and looked like ice and moon, which was very pleasing.

But when Bu Zhou opened the bottle, a smell immediately dissipated, and Mu Zi recognized the smell, "Phew, it's actually aqua regia." “

Bu Zhou poured all the aqua regia in the bottle on the side of the tiger skin peeling, it is strange to say, this aqua regia that can corrupt the creatures in the world, but did not melt off the skin, but after a while, he smelled a smell of corruption, and then Bu Zhou squatted down, put the tiger skin in the pit, and took out a bottle of liquid in a transparent glass bottle from his bag, poured it into the pit, poured most of the time and then stopped, closed his eyes and said something in his mouth.

Within a few minutes, the tiger skin was soaked in red liquid as if soaked in blood, and the red liquid was still tumbling and tumbling. The young man stared at the tiger skin in the pit for a moment, and after seeing that the red blood water was dark red, he brought the transparent bottle in his hand to his mouth, took a sip, and handed it to Mu Zidao: "Drink this first, and then recite all the transcendent scriptures you know." ”

Mu Zi didn't dare to ask more questions at this juncture, so he hurriedly took the bottle and drank the liquid in the bottle, the liquid was spicy, and the tears flowed.

"Phew, it's actually liquor." Only then did Mu Zi realize that the liquid that had been covered by the fishy smell was a bottle of liquor with the label torn off, but the time was urgent and he couldn't think about it too much, so Mu Zi began to recite the superordinate scriptures he knew one after another.

It is also strange to say that the tiger skin, which was originally like soaked in blood water, gradually began to shrink and show signs of decay as Mu Zi recited the scriptures, and the red liquid began to fade and become transparent. After a few moments, the tiger skin vanished, and the liquid became transparent and seeped into the earth, leaving nothing but the dirt darker.

"Cover it with dirt, it forgives you." After saying this, Mu Zi seemed to see the grass in front of him move, and a white long-haired object ran into the distance. Hearing that Bu Zhou said that she was forgiven, the girl suddenly felt that her heart was light, and she was even more energetic when she filled the soil, and she didn't realize what kind of purpose Bu Zhou was in to help her.

After filling in the soil, Mu Zi wiped the sweat on his head with his sleeve and smiled at Zhou Zhou, regardless of how dirty his image was due to this physical work, the crooked peach blossom eyes seemed to have regained their former demeanor, full of brilliance, flashing, and very smart.

Before he could say the words of thanks, he heard the young man ask, "So, tell me now, why do you want to raise blood?" Why do you want to take such a crooked path of blood cultivation? How do you know the rules of blood nourishment? Now what about those little tigers? ”

These questions were fired at Mu Zi like bullets, but she couldn't say.

Mu Zi's smile froze on his face, after all, he was a character who had lived for a hundred years, and he also guessed that this girl had something unspeakable, so he patted her shoulder and left first.