Shenchen looked back at her in disbelief: "How do you know?" ”

They both read similar books, right? Or did he miss something?

Meng Yao's eyes were a little dim, and after a long while, he sighed and said, "I didn't tell you, I'm afraid you're worried, I have a lot of memories in my mind recently that don't belong to me." ”

Shenchen is dumb, and it doesn't belong to her memory?

Meng Yao looked at him and sighed again: "I don't know where these memories come from, they just appear in my brain out of thin air, but the sudden appearance of memories is difficult to find out the source, and it is only to add to my troubles when I tell you." ”

Shenchen understood what she meant, and if she hadn't taught him the spells and practices of the master-servant contract today, she would never have told him.

Meng Yao stretched out his hand and grabbed his hand, shaking it coquettishly: "This thing is not necessarily a bad thing, none of us can draw conclusions at present, so let's treat it as if it hasn't happened, and the soldiers will cover it up." ”

"Now will you learn the spells and practices with me?"

Staring at her pitiful eyes, he sighed and whispered, "What can I do with you?" ”

Meng Yao showed a bright smile, she knew that he would not pursue it.

"The spell of this contract is very difficult to read, and it is a bit difficult for me to learn it, and I don't know what language it is, maybe it is ancient?"

"So I improved it a little bit and drew the spell."

Meng Yao said and took out a small box of cinnabar and a piece of yellow paper from his pocket, opened the cinnabar box, and looked towards Yingchen: "Drop a drop of essence blood in it." ”

Without hesitation, Shenchen bit his finger and forced out a drop of essence blood to drip in, and the essence blood quickly fused with cinnabar.

Meng Yao sketched on the yellow paper with cinnabar, this time the drawing was more complicated, the small rune paper had been painted, and it was densely covered with bright red lines.

Correct. Entangled, like a child's graffiti.

Meng Yao handed the rune paper in his hand to Shen Chen: "Use another drop of your essence blood and press it on that dragon's head." ”

Without any hesitation, he did as she said, and the moment he pressed the rune paper on the dragon's head with his blood, the rune paper spontaneously combusted without fire, and gradually turned into wisps of black smoke into the dragon's head.

When the rune paper burned out, he found that he had a connection with the bone dragon in his head, as if there was a thread connecting their spirits.

The bone dragon stared at Meng Yao, and his tone was very surprised: "That's it?" ”

Meng Yao nodded: "Otherwise, what do you want?" ”

"I used to see people sign contracts and have to remove half of their lives, why didn't he have anything to do?" The dragon shook its skull and looked at Hades.

Meng Yao smiled: "Because you are too weak." ”

The dragon understood what she meant, it meant that he was too weak, so it didn't take much effort to convince him to sign the contract.

He was so angry that he put his head directly in front of her: "What do you say! Girl! ”

Meng Hao slapped his head away with an unceremonious slap, and the entire bone dragon was stunned in place.

He knows how heavy his own head is, how strong is this little girl?

Shenchen also patted his head: "Don't scare her!" You will stay in my pendant in the future, and I will seal the space you stay in this pendant, cultivate well, and prepare for the tribulation. ”

The bone dragon was originally instinctively afraid of him, and now that he signed the master-servant contract, he didn't dare to refute his words, and obediently let the underworld seal him in the pendant.