Ning Shu didn't know if he could use the Maoshan technique in this plane, and he didn't know if he could succeed in drawing talismans.

The laws of each plane are different, just like this plane, there is not a ghost to see, and the previous plane is full of ghosts.

A little aura is a charm, Ning Shu held a cinnabar pen in his hand and drew a charm on the yellow paper.

The first time I painted Ning Shu, I failed, and I failed to draw several pictures in a row.

Could it be that this plane can't draw talismans, or is it that the Maoshan technique is not prosperous, and there is not even a little bit of sect luck?

Ning Shu put down the cinnabar pen and didn't even succeed in drawing a few pictures, so he had to think of other ways.

Ning Shu thought about it for a while, and arranged the Spirit Gathering Array to see if he could draw a talisman in an environment with a lot of aura.

After the success of the Spirit Gathering Array, Ning Shu picked up the pen, the tip of the pen walked around on the yellow paper, and finally drew a rune paper before the Spirit Gathering Array collapsed.

Ning Shu, who had finished drawing the rune paper, was sweating profusely, and he felt that his body had been hollowed out.

When I was a Taoist priest, I didn't have such a hard time, and I threw the rune paper to play.

Dimensional suppression is severe.

Ning Shu finished drawing the rune paper, rested for a while, took out the medicinal powder he had prepared before, and took out the hair of Xi Mucheng and Shi Sinan, rolled it together, and lit the hair with a lighter.

The hair made a snorting sound, giving off a smell of burnt protein, and Ning Shu put the ashes of his feverish head into the powder.

Ning Shu held the rune paper in his hand, chanted a spell in his mouth, the rune paper slammed into the flames, and after the rune paper was about to burn out, Ning Shu threw the rune paper into the medicinal powder.

After doing this, Ning Shu was so tired that he almost stuck out his tongue, he was really tired.

Ning Shu packed the medicinal powder, this thing was specially prepared by Xi Mucheng and Shi Sinan.

She can be regarded as Xi Mucheng's mother-in-law, as a mother-in-law, she gives her son-in-law something good.

I wish you all happiness and harmony.

Shi Sinan went home to recuperate, and Xi Mucheng also came back on the same day.

Because of the matter of the club, Xi Mucheng's face was very cold, and his body exuded an aura that no one should enter.

Anyway, it's just unpleasant, very unpleasant.

Xi Mucheng squinted his eyes when he saw Ning Shu, his eyes were deep, and he didn't know what he was thinking, which made his eyes look creepy.

It is the eyes of a calculator.

Xi Mucheng and Ning Shu passed by, and sneered in a low voice, the voice was small, but it was enough for Ning Shu to hear, "Don't be too happy." ”

Xi Mucheng went upstairs to Shi Sinan's room, and Ning Shu turned to look at Xi Mucheng's back.

She was not happy, the clubhouse was just the tip of the iceberg in Ximu City.

Old man, such a person will not coexist peacefully with the Shi family at all.

Ning Shu followed upstairs, passed by Shi Sinan's room, and saw Xi Mucheng sitting on the edge of the bed, talking to Shi Sinan.

Although his face was wrapped in bandages, Shi Sinan's eyes were affectionate, shy and happy.

Ning Shu shook his head, returned to the bedroom and took out the medicinal powder, and laughed.

Xi Mucheng said a few words to Shi Sinan and drove away from the villa.

When Xi Mucheng left, Ning Shu went to the kitchen and saw a chicken stewed in the clay pot, and Ning Shu got the medicinal powder in the clay pot.

Stirred twice with a spoon and served Shi Sinan a bowl of chicken soup.

Ning Shu arrived at Shi Sinan's room with chicken soup.

Because of the serious injury to his nose, Shi Sinan's eyes were purple and swollen.

Shi Sinan looked at Ning Shu, and he didn't call Ning Shu.

Ning Shu didn't care at all, and said to Shi Sinan: "Drink some chicken soup."

This chicken soup is quite fragrant, and there are a few green onions floating on it, but it just has a bit of a medicinal taste.

Ning Shu took a spoon and scooped up the chicken soup and said, "Your head is injured, and some gastrodia is added to it, which is good for your health."

Shi Sinan drank the chicken soup in the spoon, Ning Shu scooped another spoonful, and fed it so slowly, Shi Sinan drank all the bowl of soup.

Ning Shu took the bowl, leaned against Shi Sinan's desk, and put a bugging device on the hidden place under the desk without a trace.

After pasting it, Ning Shu said lightly: "I don't know what happened recently, the complexion of the family is not good, your grandfather has waist and leg pain, he was too fortunate to run a business when he was young, and your uncle has not been looking good recently, it is estimated that he is not feeling well."

When Shi Sinan heard Ning Shu say that Xi Mucheng's body was uncomfortable, his eyes moved, and he said, "Mom, this chicken soup is still there."

Ning Shu nodded, "Do you still want to drink?" ”

"I don't drink it now, can I keep the chicken soup, I'll drink it at night." Shi Sinan said, with warm waves in his eyes.

Ning Shu snorted, it is estimated that this chicken soup is intended to be reserved for Xi Mucheng.

Your grandfather isn't feeling well! Shi Sinan ignored it directly.

Xi Mucheng came back in the middle of the night, and when he came back, he went directly to Shi Sinan's room.

Ning Shu was practicing peerless martial arts when he heard the slight sound of the door opening in the next room.

Ning Shu took the remaining medicinal powder, quickly went downstairs, and went into the kitchen to sprinkle the remaining medicinal powder into the clay pot.

The chicken soup has been warm, it depends on whether Xi Mucheng will drink it.

After finishing it, Ning Shu hurried back to the house, and as soon as he entered the house, he heard the sound of the door opening next door, obviously Xi Mucheng came out.

Ning Shu didn't know if Xi Mucheng would drink chicken soup, but if Shi Sinan asked her to drink it, more than eighty percent would drink it.

Xi Mucheng was so lucky, Shi Sinan had to let Xi Mucheng drink some chicken soup to replenish his body.

I was so worried about my uncle.

It didn't take long for Ning Shu to see Xi Mucheng enter Shi Sinan's room with a bowl through the crack in the door.

Ning Shu turned on the computer and stuffed the headphones into his ears, wanting to hear what the two of them said, whether Xi Mucheng had taken medicine or not.

Xi Mucheng entered the room with chicken soup, sat on the edge of the bed, and said to Shi Sinan, "Come and feed you, uncle."

Shi Sinan looked at Xi Mucheng carefully, and saw that his brows were wrinkled, and there was indeed a trace of anxiety and exhaustion between his eyebrows.

Shi Sinan's heart was a little throbbing, and there was a feeling of sourness and distress.

Shi Sinan said to Xi Mucheng: "Uncle, I don't drink it, you drink it."

Xi Mucheng scooped a spoonful of chicken soup to Shi Sinan's mouth, "Uncle doesn't drink it, Sinan drink it quickly, uncle misses Sinan very much." ”

Xi Mucheng's words were very ambiguous.

When Shi Sinan heard Xi Mucheng's voice, he only felt that his heart was pounding, and the blood rushed to his nose, and his nose was about to bleed again.

Shi Sinan shook his head and said, "I've already drunk it, this is what I left for you, you drink it."

Xi Mucheng hooked his mouth and smiled, making his face look extremely handsome.

"Uncle, thank you, Sinan, I think so of my uncle." Xi Mucheng's voice was low and sexy, "You take a sip first, and I'll take a sip." ”

Shi Sinan was helpless, so he could only take a sip first, Xi Mucheng's eyes were deep, and when he saw that Shi Sinan drank it, he used the spoon used by Shi Sinan to drink the soup, and when he drank the chicken soup with the spoon, his eyes were always on Shi Sinan's body.

Xi Mucheng stuck out his tongue and licked the corners of his mouth.

Shi Sinan's face turned red, and he didn't dare to look at Xi Mucheng's evil and ambiguous eyes.