The book is worn in many places and many of the corners are gone, and there is a new weft knit on the back of the book, which must have been broken from the previous time and has now been rebound.

"In this way, it seems that the soul arranger only has the share of being beaten, and it is really not a worthwhile profession."

"It's not a dead end, the Soul Indulger can find a spirit to sign a contract with him, so that he can protect you at all times, and he can also help you kill the spirit. It's just that there are very few spirits who are willing to sign a contract with the spirit indulger, like a few of them, even if there are really a few who are willing, it is only a symbiotic contract, and the relationship is still not strong. The best way to do this is to be able to sign a master-servant contract. But think about it, which of the most advanced spirits is willing to be a servant of men? ”

Yuedi: It's also possible that he has bad luck...

Yue Tu gently rubbed the yellowed cover, and the rough texture conveyed the vicissitudes of life through her fingertips: "Was the master also a spirit indulger before?" ”

"No, I'm the Mizuki Twin Master."

"Then why does the master have a book of the Spiritist?"

Yue Tu looked through it in general, and many of the contents in this book were not quite consistent with what I had seen in the academy's library building before. There is even a method that applies to a certain talent later, but that was during the robbery period, and it was too early to see.

Why not promote such a detailed book?

Is the content of the book too sensitive, or is the author of the book fearful?

She vaguely felt that the book was not simple.

"I'm not, but my friend is, it's a relic of her life."

This turned out to be a relic of the master's friend before his death, and Yue Di felt that the book in his hand suddenly seemed to be a little heavier.

"Someone who can write such a detailed book must be the master of spiritual art."

Speaking of this friend, Ziyu looked proud, as if this excellent person had been cultivated by herself: "That's right, she is the only one in this world who has reached the realm of transformation." ”

"The person who can reach the realm of transformation must be a figure that everyone admires, why have I never heard of it?"

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention. Yue Tutong's words ignited Ziyu's memories, and he clearly remembered that the thunder was very loud at that time, and they kept whipping on Xia Tong's bony back, leaving deep burns on the bones, and the blood around her was burned black, and she tried her last bit of spiritual power to help her escape.

The hideous and distorted face, a pair of scarlet eyes, tears mixed with rain, and hysterically shouted: "Go! ”

Unthinkable and unreminiscent, the corners of Ziyu's eyes were slightly red, and there was a tear in her eye socket.

"Sorry for remembering something bad. Now that you're about to learn the art of indulgence, I should also go find you a suitable weapon. After saying that, he waved his hand with his back to the moon and walked into the depths of the night.

Yue Di stood there with the book for a while, then turned around and ran home, she suddenly remembered something, Su Huairan had disappeared since she left the academy! This big devil actually sneaked away!

Now she is as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, if she puts Su Huairan on the "Altar of Compassion" back then, it will be repeated, and she will not be able to atone for her sins even if she dies ten thousand times.

Yue Tu shouted as she ran: "Su Huairan, Su Huairan, where are you, come out quickly."

After Yue Tu and her grandmother left, Su Huairan followed Mr. Fang to Tangli Building, Tangli Building is a green building that has only been in the limelight in Nanchang in recent years, and I heard that the proprietress Jiayue is even more amorous, but no one has seen it, and it is difficult to buy her Spring Festival Festival when she spends a lot of money.

Because the money was not enough, Mr. Fang was "invited out" by a few small people.

Su Huairan withdrew the trick, and a few young men saw that he was dressed in gorgeous clothes and was magnificent, presumably a rich and noble person, so they immediately threw Mr. Fang into a flattering look and pushed him in: "It's the first time for a guest officer, right?" Our girls here are all pretty people. ”

Before I went in, I smelled a fragrance, which was strong but not choking, kitsch but addictive, and complemented the decoration of the whole building.

As soon as you enter the door, a huge peony screen that occupies two floors high falls right there. Below is a stage with a big red carpet, and there is a row of bamboo baskets on the stage, I don't know what it is for, but I think it is a little abrupt, and it does not match the color scheme of the whole building at all.

There are two stairs on the left and right sides of the stage, only downstairs there is a tea table, and upstairs there are only rooms of the same size. Many benefactors and girls shuttled downstairs and up the stairs.

The girls who kept stuffing him with Xiao Luxiang's shoulders were all fragrant and charming. Su Huairan was embarrassed, he was a good demon in his previous life, but he was dedicated to pursuing power, and he was not close to women.

"Get out of the ......"

Xiao Qi only thought that he didn't like rouge and vulgar powder, and turned around and called a few beautiful girls, or pipa or zither, and a few even if they were empty-handed, they had excellent temperament, and they couldn't come out after reading one or two books.

"The piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are all here."

Xiao Qi spread out the song and folded it tightly in Su Huairan's place, no matter how enthusiastic Xiao Qi is, he talks badly, Su Huairan still says, don't, get out of here!

The little girl, who had been rejected repeatedly, led the girls away with disdain, and spat out: "Poor and rich!" ”

Su Huairan firmly believed that Jiayue was dead, he saw Jiayue lose her life under his sword, even if she was still alive, Jia Qingyi would not let her go.

After death, people will not become immortals, and their bodies will be full of life, and the walking dead will have corpses decomposing sooner or later, so such a heavy aroma may be used to cover the smell of rotten meat.

As long as you can find someone with death in your body, you can find Jiayue.

The downstairs was crowded with people, and it was difficult to cast spells, so he walked quickly to the second floor, searched carefully with a calm mind, and finally felt a faint wisp of dead air, coming from the opposite room.

Su Huairan made a seal with one hand, a sharp water arrow hidden in his sleeve, and walked to the door in three steps and two steps, and could vaguely hear the sound of flesh tearing and bones breaking inside.

The walking dead, the flesh is rotting, and the body can only be maintained by eating fresh human flesh to maintain the constantly festering body.

Just as he was about to push the door in, Yuedi's summons sounded, and the master-servant contract brought Su Huairan to Yuedi's side.

There were a few silver bells and a pair of eyes shining in the dark black, and Su Huairan and those eyes were staring at each other here. After a while, Su Huairan finally broke out and slammed the arrow in his hand to the ground.

"You're sick, why are you calling me when you're idle?"

"You're too embarrassed to get angry with me, I haven't settled accounts with you yet."

Su Huairan, who was furious, pulled Yuedi's oily milk fat fiercely: "I see that you eat very well, why do you care about my business?" ”

Yuedi, who was torn off her cheeks, could only say with tears in her eyes: "You left without saying a word, if something really happens, it won't be enough for me to die ten thousand times." ”

"Don't say it, something really happened."

"What's wrong? Don't scare me, I really can't afford it. ”

"Something is wrong." Su Huairan didn't want to pay attention to the little one behind him at all, and the little one could only rub his red cheeks with his short legs and chase after him, and kept asking what was going on.

Tangli Building is still singing and dancing, and cigarettes are filled. It's just that not long after Su Huairan left, the room was opened, and only a slit was exposed, and a dark eye with no whites was lying on this slit to look outside.

Looking into the crack, there was a pool of flesh and bones, and it was impossible to tell whether it was a human or an animal.