The rooster crowed three times, and Mao was holding a penicillin glass bottle in his hand, which contained the child's eight characters and the child's soul. Mao Zheng took it and looked at it, and said secretly in his heart: Find a chance, you must take this child over.

Bones, souls. However, through the eight-character practice, the warlock can also make his soul dependent and carry it with him. Mao Zheng put away the bottle on which the child's soul depended, and walked in the direction of Yidu in the morning light.

This time, Yidu is about 800 miles away, and the road is far away. Walking to the national highway, looking at the cars coming and going, I saw a bus bound for Yidu, and couldn't help but stretch out my hand to stop it. The car stopped, stuck a bald head out of the window, and asked, "Where?" ”

"Yidu!"

"A hundred."

"Ahh So expensive? ”

"What's expensive? It's 12 to buy tickets at the station, so get on the train as soon as you go! The bald head urged.

Mao Zheng reached out and touched the empty pocket of his clothes at this time, embarrassed! Damn, why don't you have a point?

"I'm sorry! I don't have any money......" Mao Zheng's face turned crimson.

"No money? If you don't have money, you still stop the car? "The bald head was a little annoyed.

"I'm a Taoist priest......"

"Phew! Look at your dog-like appearance, fetal god doll! The bald head stuck in, closed the window, and the bus drove away as soon as it smoked.

! What a shame. Mao Zheng almost went berserk, and a warlock who walked the world was insulted like this.

But dressed in casual clothes, with long hair tied up, he is handsome and extraordinary, and at first glance he is the son of a rich family. Who would have thought that he was a little Taoist, a little mage, a little warlock!

Could it be that you just walked to Yidu? Without Master's supervision, he would rather have to travel tirelessly. But penniless, reality is reality, who wants to give him a ride?

If only I could escape! Just cast a shrunken inch is dozens of meters away, isn't that where you want to go? Mao Zheng couldn't help but think to himself.

Since he thought of it, Mao Zheng practiced the secret method on the title page of "Escape from the Earth" while walking-shrinking the ground into inches.

Shrinking the ground into inches is also a technique of land escape, which is performed according to Qimen Dunjia. Dunjia, Jia, the first is in Xu, isn't that place in the geng? Slowly marching all the way, Mao Zheng slowly deduced the method of escaping in his heart.

Perhaps, because the milk is absorbed by the body, Mao Zheng's deduction is going on as fast as a computer. The footsteps also began to float, like Bugang but not Bugang, that is the route of the wonderful Qimen Dunjia Palace. Gradually, I saw the wind under his feet, the dust was rippling, and the figure flashed, and in an instant, the person had traveled thirty or forty meters.

Ha ha! That's it? Mao Zheng looked back at the origin and couldn't help but smirk. Uncle Ben is a genius in cultivation, and this shrinkage is not easy to come by. On a whim, Mao Zheng kept shrinking the land into inches, and it didn't take long to travel dozens of miles.

The sun is slowly approaching the middle of the sky, and Mao Zheng is still on the road to perform his escape technique. It feels like an illusion, like a ghost.

"Ahh Mao was about to collapse. This escape technique has just been performed, but after a long time, I feel that I can't bear it, and my body is like hollowing out, dizzy and hungry.

Stopped, quickly took off the backpack, turned out the buttery milk, pinched a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, and swallowed it before he had time to chew. His head was sweating, and his eyes were bursting with tears. It's distressing! This is the milk of the earth, the spirit of heaven and earth! It's just used as dry food by myself. The earth milk is worthy of being a spiritual thing, and the physical strength is restored immediately after the stomach, and the feeling of hollowing out is immediately gone, and there is no longer hunger.

Sitting on the curb of the road, Mao Zheng couldn't help but shout in his heart: "My 10,000! Ten thousand! Ten thousand! Mao Zheng regretted not letting Qin Shuyuan cash out the 10,000 yuan earlier, if he had money now, where would he be so unbearable? And where is this retreat technique used to hurry, why travel thousands of miles in a day and eight hundred in a night? It's clearly just a means of escape. Mao Zheng was really happy and worried at this time.

"Crunch!" A red Audi braked beside him, the window fell, and a beautiful woman in a pink floral suspender lear poked her head over and asked, "Handsome, where are you going?" ”

Mao Zheng couldn't help but turn his head to look, it turned out that this was a young woman. This woman's makeup is elegant and beautiful, but her clothes are revealing, and she does not look reserved. But judging from her face and tone, she is also a kind person.

"Yidu!"

"Yidu? Just drop by. Does the handsome guy want to take his sister's ride? The beautiful woman couldn't help laughing.

"Good! But I don't have any money. Mao Zheng couldn't help but reply.

"What do you need money for? Anyway, drop by. Get in the car! The beautiful woman couldn't help laughing.

"Then I'll thank you first!" Mao Zheng opened the car door and went up, and the beautiful woman let out a brass bell-like laugh, which was very good.

The car started and sped all the way to Yidu. Mao was sitting in the car, next to a more exposed beauty, smelling the sweet smell of fat powder, it was uncomfortable to be a man. He only has eyes and nose and nose and mind, and closes part of his perception, otherwise he will have a nosebleed. How embarrassing that would be!

"Handsome guy, you're so funny." The beautiful woman's melodious voice rang out.

"What's wrong?" Mao Zheng opened his eyes and wondered.

"Why are you dozing off, there are beautiful women next to you."

"Oh! I'm cultivating."

"Cultivation? What are you cultivating? ”

"How can I not move my mortal heart when I cultivate, especially when there are beautiful women around." Mao said casually.

"Hahaha, are you complimenting your sister for being beautiful?"

"Sort of!"

"Actually, you're pretty handsome. Your hair is so stylish and has a lot of personality. The beautiful woman secretly glanced at the handsome Mao Zheng and said.

"I'm a cultivator." Mao Zheng was a little speechless.

"No, you're a Taoist?"

"Sort of!"

"Haha, I don't look like a Taoist priest, why don't you show my sister when you will have peach blossom luck?"

Mao Zheng turned his head to look at the beautiful woman who was driving, she was about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, with a melon seed face, willow eyebrows and phoenix eyes, a cherry mouth, round earlobes, and a pair of small and delicate willow leaf gold earrings on it, but the eyebrows looked poor and a little feminine. This is really a red-faced and trouble-level appearance, Mao Zheng couldn't help but sigh.

"My sister is so beautiful and charming. It's going to be peach blossom luck at any time, so you don't need to watch it, right? Mao Zheng looked at it and said.

"Haha, handsome guy, you really know how to talk, what's your name!"

"Mao Zheng!"

……

Along the way, the laughter of beautiful women was heard from time to time in the car, and the pleasant journey was coming to an end because of coming to Yidu.

"Mao Zheng, can you leave a contact information? I think, you can help me do feng shui and change my luck! ”

"Yes! But I don't have a cell phone. ”

"That's it!" The beautiful woman looked at Mao Zheng's eyes, and saw that Mao Zheng's attitude was sincere and she did not lie to herself. So he took out a business card from his satchel and handed it to Mao Zheng. "This is my business card, when you have contact information, call me as soon as possible!"