Chapter 67: One Pot End

Miao Jiang is no longer hiding from the world.

It is not impossible that the method of Gu control is out of the flow.

A year ago, Mo Chenyuan was invited by the Pavilion Master of Tianji Pavilion to visit the Snow Domain.

At that time, at the bottom of the mountain, this kind of black insect was everywhere, but it is said that it was only a plague of insects.

"Tianji Pavilion, Snowy Land?"

"The snow region is on the border of Xiliang Country, the four seasons are like winter, and the headquarters of Tianji Pavilion is there."

Hearing this, Feng Wanyue frowned slightly.

Intuition told her that this matter had nothing to do with Tianji Pavilion.

After she was silent thoughtfully for a long time, she first threw a talisman into the basin, and then took two talismans to the woman, "Drink a glass of talisman water in the morning and evening, bask in the sun more on weekdays, and send one hundred taels of silver to the Yuanbao Taoist Temple in the suburbs." ”

The woman nodded stupidly, forgetting to say a word of gratitude.

As soon as he walked out of the coffin shop, Mo Chenyuan asked, "That talisman seems to be the same as the talisman you gave to the Su family, why do you only charge a hundred taels of silver?" ”

"Because they are just a small business, if they are as rich as you or the Su family, I will naturally not be polite."

"That's ...... so"

Because saving someone's life is better than creating a seventh-level floating slaughter, the small merit naturally falls on Feng Wanyue.

She was obviously in a happy mood, and couldn't help but suggest to the man beside her, "Uncle Huang, in the dead of night, let's go to Le'an Restaurant and serve a pot, okay?" ”

Facing the star-sparkling peach blossom eyes, Mo Chenyuan shook his head for a moment, and the ghost made the god nod, "Okay." ”

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The dry corpse tragedy, except for the proprietress of the coffin shop, few people will think of the mandarin duck pot.

The Le'an Restaurant is closed, and the queue outside the door is still like a long queue, which continues to be invisible to the naked eye.

The standard configuration of the black store: there are countless thugs.

But Mo Chenyuan just moved his fingers casually, and these little rookies were all beaten.

Feng Xuanyue, who didn't know martial arts, kept applauding beside her, "Okay! ”

Why does "......" have the illusion of being regarded as acrobatics?

Following the guidance of the exorcism, the two came to the kitchen where the yin qi was particularly strong.

After searching carefully, I finally found the door of the underground secret room hidden under a pile of firewood.

Feng Wanyue pinched her bracelet, "It seems that the people behind the scenes do have some ability, and they actually set up a soul locking array on the door, no wonder there are so many human flesh in the mandarin duck pot, but there is not a single soul." ”

"Open the door and the person will have a sense?"

"Hmm."

"The king is waiting for him at the door, and you go in and overtake those poor people."

“…… Good. ”

Because she knew that the evil could not get close to Mo Chenyuan's body, Feng Wanyue walked into the secret room without any scruples.

As soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by the smell of bloody rancidness.

Her eyebrows furrowed deeper, and when she saw the picture in front of her, she was quite shocked-

The chamber is split in two parts.

On the left is the corpse that has just died, and on the right is the corpse that has long since decomposed and stinked.

If you guess correctly, they were all living people, but they were cut up alive and bled to become dead.

According to rough estimates, there were at least two hundred corpses in this enclosed space, and there were countless unjust souls.

Feng Wanyue threw the bracelet out and asked it to recover the mixed yuan bead and said, "He will be punished for his sins, and I will send you to reincarnate ......"

Dazzling lights suddenly burst out from the secret room, and when the mixed yuan bead turned into a bracelet again, it gradually dissipated.

However, at this time, there was the sound of a fight and a sound like a duck crying outside the door, "You have ruined the old man's plan, and the old man will kill you!" ”