Xiao Silent licked greedily.

"Master, it takes seven days and seven nights to refine this corpse demon, you go and paint a special rune on his forehead with your blood, and wait for seven days and seven nights."

"It's as simple as that?"

"Yes, the reincarnation pool will bring him back to life."

"Okay."

Shen Qu'er picked up the dagger and slashed his index finger, and then followed the notes in the book and began to draw intricate and simple runes on Xiao Hai's forehead.

If this kind of rune does not have spiritual power, it will definitely hurt the vitality of the body, and in serious cases, it will even be unable to withstand the backlash of the rune and explode to death.

But the Divine Comedy will not have anything at all, because in her space, the side effects of anything she does, the space will bear on her behalf.

It took fifteen minutes for the runes to be drawn.

Shen Qu'er exhaled loudly, and collapsed on the ground tiredly, her body in a big shape.

"When I finally finished painting, I was tired and scared to death."

I thought it would be something that could be solved in a few minutes, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult to draw.

During this period, I also felt that my heartbeat suddenly accelerated, and after a while, it suddenly stopped, either my hands and feet were cold, or my eyes were dizzy, and I felt all kinds of discomfort.

She asked Xiao Silent Mo a little scared, but fortunately the other party replied that this was a normal phenomenon.

She persevered with peace of mind.

Xiao Silent Mo came to Shenqu'er's side, rubbed her cheek, and said, "Master, leave the rest to me, you can rest quickly." ”

"Hmm."

Shenqu'er is really tired, and she runs around all night, which will consume energy.

A gust of wind blew, and the comfortable Divine Comedy hummed twice, and then fell asleep.

When Shenqu'er woke up, it was already past 6 o'clock in the morning.

I don't know if I thought of something, and she sat up from the bed suddenly.

Then he quickly lifted the quilt and got out of bed, opened the door, and looked at it.

The door of the opposite room was closed, and I didn't know if he got up or not.

Shen Qu'er closed the door, quickly dressed and washed, and then ran to the hotel lobby with three chickens in her hand, asking to borrow the kitchen of their hotel.

Although the hotel does not provide catering services, the staff have to eat, so the kitchen is still available.

She quickly came to the operation room, then plucked the chicken, broke the belly, dug the internal organs, and finally cleaned it, chopped the pieces, put it in the pressure cooker, added ginger and garlic and wolfberries, put it on the coal stove, and began to simmer.

Originally, Shenqu'er was going to make one, but Xiao Silent Mo lowered his mouth and said, "Master, let's stew the three together!" I want to eat it too. ”

"Why don't you just eat it raw?" Divine Comedy expressed her doubts.

Xiao Silent Mo snorted, jumped out of the bracelet, rubbed Shen Qu'er's calf and said coquettishly: "Master, I'm tired of eating raw." ”

Xiao Lonely Mo's little body is soft and glutinous, her black hair is soft and smooth, and her big black eyes are not too cute.

The Divine Comedy girl's heart was overflowing, softened, and said, "Okay, the three of them are stewed together, so that you can eat enough." ”

Looking at the saucepan in front of me, I thought it would take another hour, and I would go out and buy some breakfast.

She went to the hotel lobby, told the staff to take care of her, and went out.

The market at 6 o'clock was already overcrowded.

The small vendors shouted at people, the dialects they didn't understand, and the costumes of a few famous ethnic groups made Shenquer experience what it means to be exotic.

She saw an old woman setting up a breakfast stall selling local specialties, such as Guilin braised noodles and mara cakes.

The Divine Comedy ran and jumped closer.