I found this person to seem to hate people questioning her abilities?

As soon as Wen Mo's words fell, Luo Nisheng's face changed.

However, I captured a few key points from Luo Nishang's words.

First, the elder child is considered a demon beast that is not so powerful in ancient times. Second, the elderly have a low IQ and don't like the place where people are. Third, Luo Nishang used this method in order to protect the young people in the village.

But the key question is, who controls the elderly?

After Luo Nishang repeatedly confirmed with Wen Mo that the old boy was indeed dead, she opened her five fingers and blew on it.

The breath actually took the form of a fox, jumped out of her palm, opened her mouth and stretched, and then ran in the direction of the village.

"Okay, now that they're all back to their souls, your friends should be able to find out."

Those who wandered outside moved extremely slowly, and a normal person might have just lifted their feet when they took a step.

After Luo Nishang finished saying this, he turned his back and ignored us, I quietly pulled Wen Mo, "This Luo Nishang, is it very powerful?" ”

Wen Mo rolled his eyes, "Did you eat everything I just told you?" ”

Oh...... I actually remember it, just looking at Luo Nishang's appearance, it was completely far from the master in my impression.

Wen Mo didn't react to my words, but looked at Luo Nishang quietly without saying a word.

I looked at Wen Mo, and then at Luo Nishang, an idea crossed my mind, and I took a breath at the moment.

I don't know how old Wen Mo is, anyway, he doesn't look old, he is probably less than thirty years old.

Although this Luo Nishang can't tell her age in appearance, her eyes are very good-looking.

Could it be ......

I cleared my throat, walked to the front of Luo Nishang, and bowed respectfully, "Hello master, the apprentice has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, just rude!" ”

Luo Nishang, "??? ”

Wen Mo, "......"

Then I was beaten by two mixed doubles.

I held my head and said indignantly: "Master, you are so strange, I do my best, what are you doing to beat me?" ”

Wen Mo put away the wind and thunder fan, gritted his teeth and said, "Who did you learn this nonsense skill from?" What kind of mess is it? Master? What the hell is Shi Niang?! ”

"Isn't it? You just stared at Luo Ni Dress! ”

"Me? My color Mimi?! ”

Seeing that Wen Mo was about to slap me again, I hurriedly hid behind Luo Nisheng, "Master, Master is going to beat someone!" ”

"Cough, don't call me my master, I'm not your teacher!" Luo Nishang also widened her eyes, "I'm only eighteen years old this year, who wants to be worthy of an old man!" ”

“……”

Wenmo was aggrieved, "How can I be so old." ”

"Alright, no kidding. The wandering soul is almost gone, and you should go back and see if that friend of yours has returned. ”

After Luo Nishang finished speaking, she got up and was about to walk deep into the woods.

I suddenly grabbed her by a ghost, "Sister Nishang, aren't you going with us?" Even if you don't go, you can go take a shower and freshen up. How can a girl's family be sloppy like this? ”

Luo Nishang glanced down at herself, probably thinking that what I said made sense, and nodded: "It's okay, I'll go and see the situation in the village by the way." ”

The three of us walked out of the grove together, and Liu Chong was still waiting for us outside.

Seeing that there was a beggar-looking person walking beside us, a strange expression appeared on Liu Chong's face, "Are you back?" What is this? ”

"Are you Liu Chong?" I stared at Liu Chong and opened my mouth wide.

It stands to reason that if the main owner comes to find the body, the two souls and five spirits that do not belong to him in the body should be squeezed out, why hasn't Zhang Han returned to his body yet? And Liu Chong did not leave.

Liu Chong touched the back of his head, "Of course it's me......"

"Okay, things have to be done one by one, and they have to be solved one by one." Wen Mo said: "Qin Xian has probably told me about you, now I will give you a task, you first go to the homes of those who are unconscious with you to see the situation, see if they have woken up, and then come back here to find us." ”

After Liu Chong heard this, his expression was happy, and he immediately came down and ran away.

The three of us went back to the old man's house, and the old man was still lying on the bed and napping slightly.

"Old man, we're back!"

I climbed into bed and shouted into the old man's ear, and the old man immediately shuddered and got up, "What's wrong, what's wrong?" ”

"Qin Xian, it's rude!"

Wen Mo scolded me and helped the old man up again, "Old man, the matter in the village is solved." ”

"What's the matter?"

The old man slept in a daze, and he didn't react for a long time, and when he heard Wen Mo say this, he subconsciously asked.

It was interesting for me to think about this old man, as if nothing had anything to do with him, and as if everything had anything to do with him.

"The young people who lost their souls are all right now." Wen Mo smiled: "But old man, I still have to look at your son's body." ”

Look at the flesh? Look at Liu Chong's body?

And after Wenmo explained Luo Nisheng's identity to the old man, the old man happily ran to boil the bath water and asked Luo Nishang to wash up.

Wenmo took me into Liu Chong's room, and as soon as I entered, a bad smell came to my nose.

I frowned, I couldn't stay any longer, but I didn't expect Wen Mo to just fan the wind and thunder fan slightly, and the smell was gone.

Seeing that Liu Chong's whole body was buried in the quilt, I frowned and stepped forward to pull the quilt open.

It's okay if I don't pull it, but when I pull it, I'm stunned.

When I covered the quilt, I could barely recognize that it was a human form, but after the quilt was gone...... Beneath this is a skeleton that has lost its flesh!

No wonder I let Liu Chong go back to his body and can't go back, his body is all rotten, how can he go back?

"Master, what's going on?!"

I took a step back, the acid in my stomach kept vomiting, and I didn't start my sad head.

Wen Mo touched the sticky and disgusting corpses with his hand with an indifferent face, "I'm afraid it's someone...... Hands and feet. ”

The old man also walked in at this time, and when he saw something on the bed, he was stunned, and instantly howled, "My son! O my son! ”

"Wow!"

At the same time, there was also a scream outside, Wen Mo frowned, turned around and rushed out.

I was stunned for three seconds and then went out, and as soon as I got out, I saw people outside running out, shouting as they ran, "Hell! Hell! ”

When I looked closely, there was a group of "zombies" chasing behind them, who looked similar to Liu Chong, and there was no good meat on them!

"It's him, it's the magic stick!"

Someone in the crowd of people running around recognized me and rushed directly at me, "It's him, my son became like this after he called the soul away!" ”

"So is my family!"

"Catch him, catch him!"

I was frightened by this group of people, and Wen Mo stood in front of me, "What's wrong?" ”

"Who are you?!"

Those people had never seen Wen Mo, they were all fierce, and as soon as Wen Mo raised his hand, the group of zombies chasing after him were blocked outside the courtyard by an invisible wall.

"I'm his master." Wen Mo said lightly, as if he was not panicking at all about such a scene.

"You're this kid's master?!" When they saw that the group of zombies didn't seem to be able to come up, they secretly breathed a sigh of relief, but they took a step forward aggressively, "That's right, Lao Tzu is going to settle accounts with you!" What kind of magic did you use to turn my son into this! ”

I gasped, uncle, what does this have to do with me? In the afternoon, when the soul couldn't come back, I withdrew my things and left.

Wen Mo carefully looked at the zombies who were swarming at the door, "What the hell is going on?" ”

I had to repeat it all over again, and swear to God that I didn't do anything but call my soul.

Wen Mo naturally believed me, but it was useless for him to believe it, and that group of people had to believe it too.

"What's the noise?"

A cold voice sounded from the side, and I turned my head to look over, and my jaw almost dropped in shock.

Out of the back came a pretty-looking woman, her black hair scattered like a waterfall, she was wiping with a towel in one hand, and her hair with the other, although she was not as beautiful as the ones I saw on TV, but there was a kind of sassy heroism in her gestures.