"That Ning Xin, as the head of the Snow Mountain Sect, her medical skills are still commendable, you gave her three days, I'm afraid you won't be able to kill her!"

Tang Sangu said gloomily.

Kill or not?

I was stunned for a moment, "Can she untie five hundred dollars?" ”

"She has known me for many years and knows a little bit about five hundred dollars!"

"It may not work in normal times, but if you pay some price, you can't do it!"

Speaking of this, Tang Sangu was even more annoyed.

used to treat Ning Xin sincerely, but I didn't expect that the other party was a scheming, and all words and deeds were purposeful.

Could it be that her previous pleading and wailing were all aimed at deceiving me?

Thinking of Ning Xin's previous performance, I was also speechless. If she was cheating on me at the time, then this woman is not only poisonous, but also treacherous and cunning!

I'm not a Fa sect member in the full sense of the word, and I don't have enough experience in the rivers and lakes, so I'm not too comfortable with this kind of vendetta and revenge.

Although I don't quite agree with Tang Sangu's revenge, I can't stop her.

If it's just fighting with the Snow Mountain Sect, with the inheritance of the Senior Sister Immortal Niang Sect, and the cultivation of five hundred yuan, I don't have to worry about her at all. I haven't figured out what the origin of Wang Fajian is, but it makes me feel jealous.

It's just that Senior Sister doesn't want us to get involved, so we can only leave.

After returning to the shop in Mud Alley, as soon as he opened the door, he saw the little ghost Ding Ming anxiously scurrying around the house.

"What are you doing?"

I looked curiously at Ding Ming, who looked like ants on a hot pot.

"Oh, Brother Sanpao, it's all right!" Ding Ming said happily.

"What's wrong?"

My heart moved, Ding Ming would never say such nonsense.

"Look at the stand-in!"

Ding Ming pointed to the two white thatched men on the altar before I went to Bashu.

The one that belongs to me has been burned to the ashes, and there are still ashes left on the table. But the table and the paper figure belonging to Liansheng next to it were not affected in the slightest.

"When did this happen?" Lian Sheng asked in surprise.

"Two afternoons ago!"

I calculated the time, and it happened to be when I was framed by Ning Xin.

It seems that when I "died", the White Thatched Man was also finished.

"Could it be that the White Thatched Man died for you?" Liansheng twisted up the ashes on the altar, shocked and puzzled.

"It's really hard to say, no one has ever heard of my situation!"

I can't answer Liansheng's question.

Although the white grass stand-in is powerful, it is still within the category that humans can understand.

This is a spell or sorcery that can be used to be attacked by other spells in place of oneself.

But if you can die for people, this is a bit exaggerated, this is not ordinary magic or witchcraft, but a fairy method.

If it's really so awesome, then I can become the richest man in the world just by making white thatched people in the future.

But if it's not, the time when the straw man burned down and the time when I "died" are so consistent, there seems to be a certain connection between them.

"Whatever the reason, it shows that this white grass stand-in has great efficacy, and I suggest you make another one and put it here!" The continuous occurrence made Liansheng extremely jealous.

On this trip to Bashu, I am also extremely afraid, and I also deeply agree with Liansheng's suggestion.

In any case, this white thatched man can replace me and resist spell damage, and I am very sure of that.

I immediately called the landlord and asked him to help me find white grass and other materials again.

"I'll go, what are you doing, just a straw man, why are you getting so much white grass, ready to bake the fire!"

The landlord was holding a large pile of white grass and covering his head, and I was speechless to him.

But then the landlord's proposal made me even more speechless.

He not only asked to tie a straw man for himself, but also asked me to help Zang Feiyu tie one too.

"What are you making fuss about, why are you doing nothing straw man!"

I glared at the landlord, and the little monk laughed heartlessly.

"What's the fun? I'm with you every day, what if someone targets me? The landlord stiffened his neck and argued.

"What about Zang Feiyu? What does it have to do with her! ”

"She's in the police force now, tracking down that murderer, according to what you said the person is so powerful, what if she kills the flying fish!"

I rub it, it seems to make sense!

Although I didn't think about going to Zang Feiyu, but now everyone is also a friend, although you can't stick a knife in both ribs, but it's still okay to pierce a straw man.

Just tie a few more!

After spending a day planting straw figures and offering the statue of King Jizo Bodhisattva, I clapped my hands and ended my busy day.

Just as he wanted to invite Liansheng and the landlord out for beer and barbecue, Zang Feiyu and Liu Changqing walked in side by side.

The landlord didn't say a word, first snuggled up and pretended, and then found an opportunity to slip out from the side.

"What are you doing in this house!"

Just now, a large amount of incense had just burned in the house. After Zang Feiyu entered the door, he gently fanned his hand in front of his nose and said dissatisfiedly.

"There are gods three feet above your head, what nonsense are you talking about!"

I glared at Zang Feiyu dissatisfied, then looked at Liu Changqing and said hello.

"Captain Liu, why do you have time to come to me?"

"Hey, it's hard to put into words!"

Liu Changqing frowned and practiced hard, a tough man, now he is going to become a resentful woman. Never seen him stretch his brow since I knew him.

After listening to his introduction, I realized that they actually came to me and Liansheng for help.

In fact, they have looked for me many times, called me, and come to the store, but they have not found anyone.

Liansheng didn't have a mobile phone, and my mobile phone was taken away by Wang Fajian again. It is estimated that in the morgue before, when the mobile phone rang, it was they who called.

After Chen Jianyu disappeared inexplicably, the police arranged a lot of manpower, almost rummaged through the hospital, searched the hospital and all the cameras around him, but did not find him.

If Chen Jianyu is a ghost, it would be fine if he disappeared inexplicably, but he is a big living person, how could he disappear for no reason.

Even if there is a murder, then you will have to see people alive and corpses when you die.

After the police really couldn't find anyone, Zhang Guangli was anxious, but he still decided to use his own method.

As a cultivator, Zhang Guangli's method naturally wanted to rely on the means of magic. He is Chen Jianyu's master, so he naturally knows Chen Jianyu's eight characters, and there are still traces of Chen Jianyu's blood in the hospital, which are the basis for Zhang Guangli's spell casting.

Maoshan Archmage Zhang Guangli used these to personally set up the altar to cast spells, wanting to forcibly hook Chen Jianyu's soul.

It's just that the soul didn't hook it, but it lured out Chen Jianyu's body.