Chapter 33: It's Not That Simple (2)
The courtyard was already covered with white silk, and the movements were so fast? Mu Qiqi walked around the Fang family incognito.
"Be careful, these are the young master's favorite beauty pictures, don't break them. A subordinate rebuked a worker, and as soon as he finished speaking, the box accidentally fell to the ground, and a large number of unsightly albums were thrown out.
Mu Qiqi glanced at it and scoffed, but after looking at it, he always felt that something seemed wrong there, and hurriedly followed behind the person carrying the box. Drive the telekinesis.,I want to rummage through the box to find a very strange picture book just now.。
However, the box has been cast by someone, and it is impossible to find and take it directly.
followed to a wasteland, all of which were deserted graves, so a large family, buried their young master here?
Those people are in one place. The pit had been dug in advance, and then he quickly completed the hand movements, buried the two large boxes in them, filled them in, and then erected the inscription, and then left.
Mu Qiqi came to the inscription, this is not the tomb of the young master of the Fang family, but the tomb of the Fang family's spiritual cultivation.
Mu Qiqi waved his sleeves gently, and all the fruits of those people's labor just now were wasted, and all the dirt and tombstones fell to the ground, and the body of the box fell inside.
She reached out to touch the box, and instantly heard the screams of the hundred ghosts around her, this is the ghost path immortal cultivation technique? It was the same as she did back then.
One uses dead people to raise Gu and cultivate immortals, and the other uses living people to take blood to cultivate immortals.
Mu Qiqi instantly understood, and he also understood the number of immortal cultivation paths of the people who came, and he also understood what he was doing with so much. With a snap of your fingers, the whole box burns, and if you don't let you touch it, it's all for you.
Looking at his masterpiece with a smile, the crying of beautiful women kept coming from the box, hey, they were all resentful women.
Mu Qiqi listened to those miserable shouts, these are not simple picture albums that the world sees, but the beauties in it are really hooked inside, becoming one vivid picture after another.
These beauties themselves are innocent, they were locked in by a wisp of remnants by people with their hearts, but now they are dispersed alive, Mu Qiqi listened to those terrible cries, his brain hurt so much, he wanted to hear the voices of those men and women who were afraid of doing these things by themselves eight years ago.
"Isn't it familiar?" A very distant voice floated in, and Mu Qiqi immediately looked for it, but couldn't find anyone.
"Who are you?"
"An ordinary person who wants to cultivate immortals as much as you do. ”
"Is this how you cultivate immortals? Aren't you afraid of being punished by heaven?"
"Didn't you do the same eight years ago? It's a pity that you didn't fight for blood, you only dared to use living people to take blood, and finally gave up, you disappointed me so much, I have admired you for so many years, but for eight years, you have been stagnant, even for a man, degenerated like this, do you see you are in a hurry now? I really want to find out where I am? I have said so much, you still can't find a little breath of me, pitiful. So in order to help you, I took away that burden from your side, and when do you find me, you can find him?"
The voice was gone.
"What happened to Qin Yi, you come out for me, we have the ability to fight alone. ”
But there was no response.
Mu Qiqi returned to Fang's house and couldn't find that voice, but she could find the dead perverted man.
"What did the youkai you saw look like that day?"
"I don't know, it's just a black shadow, I don't know anything, fairy, I'll go to the government to confess my guilt now, don't kill me. Please don't kill me. The man knelt on the ground in fear and prayed to Mu Qiqi.
"What's your name?" Mu Qiqi asked suddenly.
"Fang Jia. The man said submissively.
"Take a little of your blood and use it. After Mu Qiqi finished speaking, he cut off Fang Jia's palm, wiped a little from it, and disappeared into the Fang family.
After a while, Mu Qiqi returned to the dungeon, and after a while, news came from the Fang family that the person who was killed by Mu Qiqi by mistake in the morning came back to life, and Mu Qiqi was released.
Mu Qiqi returned to the inn and saw that they were all there, "Let's go." ”
On the way, Mu Qiqi told them about this morning's incident, and Jiang Rui sighed, this morning, the head of his own family, has done so many things, killed people, imprisoned people, and saved people.
"Whoever I saved, it's just a trick I set up to let that Fang Jia deliberately go to the government and let me go. "They didn't know where they were going, there was no one around, only a stream next to it.
"Why didn't the head of the family save that man?" Jiang Rui asked.
"Why do you want to save it? Mu Qiqi looked at the stream, "Let's rest here tonight." ”
"Yes, Seventy-Seven Family Master!" Jiang Rui happily spread the mat. "Master, come here to sleep in a while, it's warm here. Looking at Zhao Yan and Mu Qingqing, "Master, love protector, don't worry, I'll lay it for you right away." ”
"I don't need to!" Zhao Yan said in unison with Mu Qing.
The two looked at each other, and Jiang Rui didn't know whether to lay one at this time. "I don't know if Senior Brother Chen Yi can find us? ”
"What's the matter? A Protoss can't die. Mu Qing said.
For the first time, Jiang Rui felt that the Protector of the Dharma said these angry words, which was obviously the opposite.