Chapter 133: Method

Yan Buliu raised his hand, slowly spread his five fingers, and shook the wind Taoist priest for a while.

"Fifty percent!! To be honest, the odds are pretty high! Daoist Zifeng touched his chin and said.

"So what exactly is the law?" Wang Fan asked.

"En~~~" Yan Buliu muttered a little, as if organizing the language.

After a while, Yan Buliu raised his head and said, "I will first use the golden needle to strongly stimulate the depths of Zhang Yi's consciousness, and find a way to let Zhang Yi's three souls and seven spirits get out of the depths of consciousness first, and then separate the three souls and seven spirits, and then guide the three souls and seven spirits back to the place where they are famous one by one."

Although Yan Buliu said it lightly, none of the people present would think so, if it was really that simple, then Yan Buliu would have directly said this method at that time, and there was no need to wait for three days to say it.

"When does that start?" Mr. Liu asked, pinching his phone.

"It's too late today, I still have to prepare something, wait for tomorrow's hour or hour!" Yan Buliu touched the wine bottle and said.

"Okay! Tell us if you need anything or help! Mr. Liu rubbed the screen of his mobile phone and said lightly.

"Yes!" Yan Buliu nodded lightly in response.

Zhang Yi's matter will be concluded for the time being, and then everyone will go about their own business.

said that it was busy, but in fact, to put it bluntly, it was eating, drinking, and having fun, Wang Fan ignored his injured right arm and played PS4 with Yan Bo and the others.

Zifeng Taoist picked up his mobile phone and launched WeChat, smirking "haha" from time to time, and looking at it, he was chatting with Fairy Ying again.

And Mr. Liu stood at the door of the villa with the phone and said domineeringly: "Money is not a problem, I am not bad for money, all of them are the best and most expensive for me, and the tomb of the good person Zhang Yi is engraved on it!" It seems that Mr. Liu still plans to buy a tomb for Zhang Yi in case of emergency.

As for Yan Buliu, he had been carrying a bottle of wine since just now and disappeared from everyone's sight, not knowing where he went.

Time always flies before you know it...... Mr. Liu was holding his mobile phone and was about to ask someone to bring food.

At this time, the Void Emperor Altar appeared in front of everyone in a wheelchair, and Meng Yunxin was sitting in the wheelchair, and there was a newborn baby in his arms who was asleep.

"Master, thank you so much this time!" The Void Emperor Altar said gratefully.

"I've been bothering you these days!" Meng Yunxin held the child in a wheelchair and said in response.

"No problem! Something to do! Daoist Zifeng replied.

"By the way, has this baby been named?" Wang Fan put down the gamepad, turned his head and asked curiously.

"Take it, it's called Void Blade! The nickname is Blade! The Void Emperor Altar said extremely self-consciously.

Forehead...... The name...... It's full of a strong secondary school atmosphere!! (； However, it is difficult for outsiders to say what name they give their children.

"Good name!" Wang Fan pulled out a smile with difficulty and said.

"Thank you, thank you!" The Void Emperor Altar scratched his head and said embarrassedly.

"You're not just coming to us to say thank you!?" Mr. Liu asked, rubbing the screen of his phone.

The Void Emperor Altar suddenly woke up, slapped his forehead and said, "I almost forgot about business!" After speaking, the Void Emperor Altar took out a stack of thick and square things wrapped in newspaper from the backpack he was carrying.

"There is 100,000 yuan in this, which is the reward for this time!" The Void Emperor Altar handed the things to Mr. Liu and spoke.

Mr. Liu looked at the stack of things and did not reach out to collect them, but shook his head, pointed to Zifeng Daoist and the others and said, "I have not been involved in this matter, you can give them this reward!"

After the Void Emperor Altar was stunned for a moment, and just as he was about to turn the thing and hand it to the other people, Daoist Zifeng spoke.

"You can take back this money!"

"But ......" the Void Emperor Altar spit out a word, and the Zifeng Daoist raised his hand to signal the Void Emperor Altar.

Daoist Zifeng stopped what he was going to say behind the Void Emperor Altar, and looked at the Void Emperor Altar with a smile.

After a while, the Void Emperor Altar sighed lightly and said, "Okay, I see."

The Void Emperor Altar put the money back into his backpack as it was.

In this regard, Zifeng Daoist and his party just smiled faintly and didn't care.

After the Void Emperor Altar collected the money, he continued: "I've been bothering you here for so long, and now Yun Xin's body is almost fine, so we're going to leave!"

"Yes! It's okay, both of your parents don't know that the child is born, go back and report the good news! Mr. Liu said with a smile.

The Void Emperor Altar scratched his head and smirked when he heard this, while Meng Yunxin hugged the child and smiled slightly, his face full of happiness.

"Then I'll call you a taxi now!" Mr. Liu saw that Xuhuangtan and the others were going to make a decision, so he didn't keep them for dinner.

"I'm tired of you!" The Void Emperor Altar said gratefully.

Mr. Liu grinned and waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

While waiting for the bus, Xuhuangtan also asked about Zhang Yi, which Mr. Liu was sloppy about this matter and casually made up two sentences to deal with it.

After all, in a certain aspect, the Void Emperor Altar husband and wife are people from two worlds with them, so if you can know less about this aspect, you should know as little as possible.

Soon the car arrived, and after the Xuhuangtan couple said goodbye to everyone, they got in the car and left the villa.

Daoist Zifeng looked at the departing car, and the light in his eyes flickered.

After a while, Daoist Zifeng closed his eyes, frowned slightly, and said thoughtfully: "Xiao Liu, you send a few people to protect them in secret twenty-four hours a day!"

"Don't worry, I've already sent it out." Mr. Liu said with his hands behind his back, looking at the car that was moving away.

"Ziwei Star, Lord of Doushu! This kind of fate falls on ordinary people's families, and I really don't know if it's a blessing or a curse. Daoist Zifeng sighed, opened his eyes, shook his head, and said helplessly.

"Heaven has its own destiny, and God has its own arrangement! Uncle Feng, you don't have to worry too much. Mr. Liu coldly popped up such a sentence.

"En!??" Daoist Zifeng touched his nose and looked at Mr. Liu who said this sentence incredulously.

"Indeed, as you said, God has his own arrangements, but I think too much." Daoist Zifeng grinned, and he was relieved.

"By the way, Fanna? Did you call? Daoist Zifeng turned to Mr. Liu and asked.

"Oops! Forgot! Mr. Liu picked up his mobile phone and clicked on the number and called.

After Mr. Liu made a phone call, the meal was delivered quickly. As the aroma of the food came out, Yan Buliu, the drunkard, was also attracted to it, followed by two doctors who were holding a small notebook and trying to remember.

As for the two little nurses, they took the car back the night when Yan Buliu came, after all, the two girls would definitely be a little scared when they saw the tragic battlefield-like situation outside the villa.