"It seems that there is some accident, it is my kind memory that is too small, which causes the yang soul to be separated a little ...... Mentally retarded? ”

Shang Biao found that after using Yin and Yang Separation, nothing had changed at all, and even his memory was not missing much.

Generally speaking, the good and evil sides of a person have their own strengths, and the good side has the upper hand, and this person shows a great good person to the outside world, and on the contrary, he is a villain who is hated by the world.

However, like Shang Biao, the disparity between good and evil is so great, which is rare in the world. This may have something to do with the fact that he has evil bones on his body, and even if he doesn't use Yin and Yang separation, his state is very close to the evil soul of Extreme Yin.

In short, looking at the demented-like Yang Soul clone in front of him, after Shang Biao checked the theater again, he had no choice but to consume his salary, copy some of his own memories that have nothing to do with good and evil, and stuff them into the Yang Soul clone.

"I, I, Xiaodao, have met Daoyou!"

After having the basic memory, the Yang Soul finally recovered a little, and his eyes showed a little aura, and he looked at Shang Biao's Yin Soul clone timidly, and stumbled to say hello.

"Hey, the god eye didn't split into two, but chose the yang soul? There is also the ghost of Qiqi, who chose to stay with me, and it seems that there have been some changes due to the separation of yin and yang. ”

Shang Biao tore off his robe, looked at Qi Qi's tattoo and thought about it.

"Theater, how much does it cost to erase the will of the poor."

"10,000 salaries, five acting points."

"Dao, Daoyou, Master's friend who is good at Yin Lines should have a way to separate Qiqi's own will."

The Yang Soul clone makes suggestions based on the few good memories he has inherited.

"That old drunkard, it doesn't hurt to try him, but I don't know if he can afford to hold the tattoo needle."

Shang Biao was accustomed to relying on himself, but he didn't immediately think of using the relationship in reality to try to solve the problem of Qiqi.

"You also have the memory of the Dao Law there, try to refine the thunder talisman, and I will go back to reality to find the old drunkard."

"Yes, can you take a look at how Senior Brother and Sister Ya are doing?"

The Yang Soul clone has no memory of what he did to his junior brother, and naturally he doesn't have a sense of guilt for his junior brother Wen Peng and his sister Wen Ya, so he still cares about these two people.

"Stop talking nonsense and do your thing!"

Shang Biao was reminded of bad memories, his facial muscles twitched, his eyes were gloomy, he replied coldly, and his figure disappeared after speaking.

"It's terrible, how can my ghost be like this, and bullying himself, it's really perverted!"

After the Yang Soul clone complained, he touched his head and thought about it, a smile suddenly appeared on his face, and the figure disappeared immediately.

After Shang Biao returned to reality again, he did not immediately go to the old drunkard who was good at yin lines.

The other party has no fixed residence, and he also helped him solve a trouble under the leadership of his master when he was a child, and it seems that something happened in the process, but that memory was inherited by Yang Soul, and he didn't want to inquire anymore.

"Hey, Cao Cai, help me inquire about someone's whereabouts."

Shang Biao took out his mobile phone and contacted Cao Cai, the middleman of the two dealers.

Tell Cao Cai what he knew about the old drunkard, and Shang Biao waited with peace of mind.

"Huh? Someone has been to this chamber. ”

Digu Tong Man was nowhere to be seen, and the Nine Sons Ghost Mother test specimen he had placed in the secret room was also gone.

Shang Biao came out of the pool with a black face, and he already had some guesses about the theft of the secret room.

Sure enough, Laila's little ghost is not in the Taoist temple, and there are no traces of fighting and spell casting around, it seems that it is really an inner ghost.

"I gave you a chance, but it's a pity that you didn't use it! It's stupid to think about taking shortcuts after only a few days of studying! ”

A sneer appeared on Shang Biao's face, and he muttered to himself. A piece of rune paper appeared in his hand, quickly folding into the shape of a paper crane.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, Gorou borrows the law, investigates the mystery and solves the illusion, the crane is traced, and the urgency is like a law, and it is as urgent as a law!"

The paper crane was raised by Shang Biao, and a wisp of mana shot out of his sword finger and submerged into the crane. The paper crane, which had originally fallen, vibrated its wings as if it had come to life, and flew down the mountain as if it were flying.

Shang Biao blessed himself with a wind talisman and followed behind the crane unhurriedly.

Laila, this little ghost, has the mana aura left by Shang Biao in advance, and even if he runs to the ends of the earth, he can't escape his control.

The Wind Charm used up two in succession, Shang Biao stopped halfway to recover his mana, and the mana aura on Laila's body became more and more obvious, even if he didn't want the paper crane to find his way, he could feel it.

Just when the Wind Talisman on Shang Biao's body failed again, there were several faint sounds in front of him.

"Mana fluctuations, there is a descending master fighting?"

With a concealed talisman attached to his body, Shang Biao slowly approached.

His induction was not wrong, and he had just walked a short distance when he saw a man dressed as a typical Nanyang descendant and an old man confronting each other.

The man dressed as a descendant could not see his age, wearing a black cloth robe on his upper body, and a pair of sand cages that could not be seen in his original color were put on his legs, and he was bare, with a pair of big black feet.

The most eye-catching thing is that he is covered with blue-black tattoos all over his body, and his sinister aura leaks out, giving people a first feeling that he does not look like a good person.

And the old man is not much better than the black-robed descendant, with a pair of heavy dark circles comparable to the national treasure panda, but he does not have a trace of cute attributes on his body, and his face is pitted as if it has been bombarded by a landmine, which is very ugly.

And Laila fell behind the old man, and the earth boy Guman hid in her shadow. And the Nine Sons Ghost Mother, who was subdued by unknown means with a big belly, turned her eyes uneasily and looked around, as if sensing the arrival of danger.

Due to the language barrier, Shang Biao didn't understand the meaning of the conversation between the old man and the descending master, but even if he guessed, he knew that it must have been the Nine Sons and Ghost Mother who caused the fight between the two.

As for Laila, she is just a young child who walks through the market with a lot of money, and she is simply a mouth-watering piece of fat.

After some argument, both of them sat cross-legged on the ground, as if they were going to fight for their lives.

Shang Biao pursed his lips secretly, just looking at the posture, he really didn't have any interest in the country style of these two people.

has seen all kinds of strange methods in the theater, and the duel scene between these two people like children really makes him can't help but show up directly to take Lai La, and take back the ground boy Guman and the nine sons and ghost mothers.

Just when Shang Biao was despising in his heart, the old man took out glass bottles full of poisonous Gu reptiles and lined them up in front of him.

He took out a broken black clay jar and poured all the Gu worms in the glass jar into it. Driven by an unknown Nanyang spell, the clay pot was filled with the sound of poisonous insects fighting.

In less than a moment, a huge lizard crawled out of the jar with half a colorful spider in its mouth. After the old man waited for the lizard to devour the spider, he cut off the palm of his hand and fed it with essence blood, and read the Nanyang language in his mouth even faster.