The bodies of Xie and Zhou Fangjun are still in prison.

I've already experienced corpses.

As Fu Rudi guessed, although chicken bones can cut through the skin, it is extremely difficult to achieve such a neat and smooth wound.

Committing suicide with chicken bones, how much determination does that repay?

Fu Rudi took Fu Jiao to the prison and motioned for Qi Zuo and the others to go out, leaving only Sinan and Sibei to guard. After everyone was clean, Fu Jiao opened the altar to summon the spirits of Xie and Zhou Fangjun.

Her heart ached.

Most of the merit that has just been accumulated from the birth ghost will be consumed again. But as long as you can share Fu Rudi's worries, this little merit is nothing.

Fu Jiao put three sticks of incense on the prepared white rice, and then wrapped the bowl of rice with Zhou Fangjun and Xie's underwear, and prayed to summon the soul: "Please come to the clouds of the ancestor of the soul collection, burn the money and burn the rivers and lakes, and the gods will be as urgent as the law......"

I saw that the cigarette accompanied by a spell fluttered into the mouths and noses of Xie and Zhou Fangjun.

Si Nan Si Bei was amazed, and he didn't dare to disturb, his eyes looked at Fu Jiao and revealed his admiration. Fu Rudi's face was calm and calm, but he vaguely felt that Fu Jiao's mana seemed to be strong again.

After a while, the cigarette condensed into an ethereal vague figure above Zhou Fangjun's body.

The figure looked left and right, very anxious.

Immediately, Fu Jiao pinched the mantra, and a piece of talisman paper ignited at her fingertips, and the figure seemed to finally be able to breathe heavily and make a snoring sound.

"It's Zhou Fangjun?"

Fu Jiao asked sharply.

In the perspective of Zhou Fangjun's ghost, there is a summoning of immortals. He had a new soul, and immediately replied tremblingly: "Yes, yes." ”

Hearing Zhou Fangjun's familiar timbre, Sinan Sibei didn't dare to come out.

And Fu Rudi also stared at the scene in front of him tightly, and motioned Fu Jiao to ask for him.

Fu Jiao didn't procrastinate, and asked directly: "When, where, and for what reason did you die?" ”

"I am ......"

Zhou Fangjun was stunned, "I committed suicide." He paused, as if searching for another person, "and my beloved, martyrdom in prison." ”

These words surprised Fu Jiao and Fu Rudi.

"I'm afraid you're not mistaken?"

Fu Jiao was stunned, "If you commit suicide in prison, what will you use?" ”

Zhou Fangjun didn't know if it was a new soul or something else, she stared in a daze, and said blankly: "She and I suddenly learned that the exile was not in the same place, and the two ends have been separated from each other since then. Feeling that the rest of his life was long, he simply died together in prison, and he could not sleep together or die together. ”

"Nonsense."

Fu Jiao sneered coldly: "You have already died once, but you found that the two of you have entered the ghost gate together?" ”

Not long after he died, the ghost of the underworld was busy with business, and he didn't come over in time to detain the soul, so Zhou Fangjun could be easily recruited by Fu Jiao.

But Zhou Fangjun didn't know this.

He only felt that he was spinning in the white mist, and he couldn't find Xie no matter how he looked for it, and even as time went by, he forgot his purpose and almost became a real wandering ghost.

Zhou Fangjun was speechless.

He looked left and right, and then remembered Xie.

"She killed herself with me. When we committed suicide, we used a piece of chicken bone and cut our necks. ”

"Nonsense."

Fu Jiao said sharply, "The wound after your death is smooth, it doesn't look like cutting it with a dull chicken bone at all." ”

"Ah......h

"But in my memory, it's chicken bones." Zhou Fangjun frowned tightly, trying to recall, only recalling fragments, "She cut my throat with chicken bones, and then cut her own, we held hands and waited together for life to run out." ”

Zhou Fangjun muttered to himself.

In my memory, he died like this, but it seems very strange to say it.

He touched the neck of the void, and he always felt a chill there.

"It's cold."

Zhou Fangjun closed his eyes, his soul struggled, as if he was in a painful self-pull, "I remember, the chicken bone is very sharp, it touches my neck, it is cold......"

Fu Jiao instantly sensed that something was wrong.

She glanced at Fu Rudi, Fu Rudi also guessed something, and asked in a low voice, "Has anyone done anything to Zhou Fangjun's memory?" ”

"Hmm." Fu Jiao nodded categorically.

She even had a person in her mind.

Fu Jiao slowly recited with the shape of her lips: "Danyang Dao people-"

Fu Rudi was full of anger when he heard this.

He didn't go to this demon way, but this demon road still had the heart to provoke?

"Is there a way to get his memory back?"

Fu Rudi asked.

Fu Jiao lit the three-pillar incense stick, tried it a few more times, and then shook her head with a disappointed face: "No, Zhou Fangjun is not the main caster, Xie is." ”

In other words, the demon method of the "Danyang Daoren" was directly given to the Xie family, and the Xie family borrowed a knife to kill people, and Zhou Fangjun was only indirectly affected. To find out what happened to them before they died, unless the soul of the Xie clan was brought back.

But this is precisely the most difficult part of Fu Jiao.

Xie was too disgusted with Fu Jiao during his lifetime.

Fu Jiao's spiritualism has her own magical aura, and when Xie Shi's soul feels this aura, it will subconsciously reject and alienate. This is the instinct of the soul, and Fu Jiao has nothing to do.

"If the incense burns out, Xie's spirit conjuring will fail."

Fu Jiao said reluctantly.

She glanced at Fu Rudi guiltily, "Brother, I'm sorry, I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you." ”

"I will never be disappointed when you do things."

At this time, Fu Rudi didn't forget to comfort her.

He raised his hand, gently rubbed the top of Fu Jiao's hair, and sighed, "It would be nice if I could also use the method of conjuring spirits." Xie Shi doesn't like you, but for me, there shouldn't be so much malice. ”

After all, she is the cousin of his biological mother Xie Wenyu, Xie Wenyu is not thin on Xie, and Xie has to be close to his cousin's son.

Fu Rudi's hand rubbing the top of Fu Jiao's hair has not yet left.

Fu Jiao suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

She was overjoyed and couldn't help jumping up on the spot, "Yes, brother! I can't summon a soul, you can! ”

"Me?"

"You are a rare crape myrtle life-in-class for a thousand years, you have a special talent for Taoism and metaphysics, and you can only summon spirits, and I will definitely succeed at one time with my assistance."

Fu Jiao jumped up and hit Fu Rudi's chin directly.

She covered her head, Fu Rudi touched her chin, and the two looked at each other and smiled lightly.

Without further ado.

Fu Jiao taught Fu Rudi how to recite mantras and incense.

Fu Rudi can't cast spells, but Fu Jiao can.

"Brother, that's it, and then ...... like this" She held his wrist, and didn't think much about it, drawing the spirit talisman without distraction, and her expression was focused. Fu Rudi was attracted by her voice, his eyes turned from the talisman to her side face, Ruxue's skin was more delicate than flowers, and his dark cloud-like hair was fragrant close to the tip of his nose.

Fu Rudi's heart beat faster, and his lips were so dry that he desperately wanted to lick them with the tip of his tongue.

He didn't know if it was because of the spell casting, or for some other reason, but just when the dry lips almost touched the girl's fair and lovely earlobe, the three-pillar cigarette suddenly condensed into a single strand, and let out a faint cry in the void: "This is ...... Where?! ”

Fu Jiao raised her head sharply, interrupting Fu Rudi's charming move.

"Brother, the Xie family is here."