Chapter 17 How to Crack It
Su Mian smiled sweetly at him:
"Go to the antique city to buy some yellow paper, and draw the rune paper for you in the afternoon."
Fu Jiuyuan raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at Lu Yi nonchalantly.
Lu Yi received the look and understood the meaning of the ninth master in seconds.
He smiled and said:
"Master Su, we just happened to be fine today, why don't we go with you?"
When Su Mian heard this, he knew that there was a free car to sit on, and immediately agreed:
"Okay."
Lu Yi hurriedly went to drive.
Su Mian skillfully got into the car and found a comfortable position to sit down.
It's different from her lazy sitting.
Fu Jiuyuan sat on the right side with his long legs, his posture was noble and tired, and he had an air that no one should enter.
Su Mian glanced at him and exclaimed:
"Ah, Ninth Master, I haven't seen you all night, why did your feet become so serious?"
Fu Jiuyuan lifted his eyes, and a different color appeared in his eyes.
He didn't lift his trousers.
How did Su Mian see that his leg was more serious?
Sensing the doubt in the man's eyes, Su Mian blinked Shui Ling's eyes and patiently explained:
"Ninth Master, do you know? Everyone exudes a breath of air. ”
"This qi can't be seen by normal people, but people who cultivate the Tao can see it."
"In the eyes of cultivators, the qi in the body of a person who is sick for the first time and a person who has been ill for a long time is completely different. The qi in the body of a dying person and a person who has been sick for a long time is also very different. ”
When Su Mian spoke, his pink lips closed one by one, revealing his small tongue from time to time.
The two were so close that Fu Jiuyuan could see it clearly.
He narrowed his eyes, his eyes dim.
"I put the talisman paper under my pillow and slept well last night."
"But when I woke up, my leg was in worse condition."
"In the past, it was half a month, and the condition would worsen, but now it is aggravated once every three days."
The man's voice was low, and there was no excess emotion.
But when Su Mian heard it, he was inexplicably not a taste in his heart.
The master once said that her biggest problem is easy empathy.
The rune paper she drew yesterday could only relieve his pain, not his body.
If you want to heal his legs, I'm afraid you'll have to use other methods.
And she didn't really know much about the 'soul stabbing' technique.
It's just that two years ago, the master inadvertently mentioned it to her once.
She has a good memory, and she remembers it after listening to it once.
Wait a minute!
The ancient book given by Wen Pei, I don't know if it records the 'soul stabbing' technique.
If there is a record, it must also be written that there is a way to crack the evil arts!
"Ninth Master, don't worry, everything in this world has a solution."
Fu Jiuyuan raised his eyebrows, and his eyes fell on the little girl beside him.
The little girl frowned at first, and her little face wrinkled into a meat bun, as if she had encountered a big problem.
In the next second, she hooked her lips proudly, the tails of her eyes turned up, and her smart eyes revealed the meaning of imminent victory.
Still young.
Mood and anger are in the form of color.
But it's not annoying at all.
"Little friend, don't you want to get involved in these things?"
Seeing that his careful thoughts were seen through, Su Mian opened his mouth slightly, and scratched his head a little embarrassedly:
"I can tell you how to crack it, you can find a Taoist priest to crack it yourself."
"Huh."
Fu Jiuyuan hooked his lower lip and smiled lazily.
The little girl looks innocent.
But not stupid.
Half an hour later, the black Bentley stopped at the entrance of the Antique City.
As soon as the three of them appeared, they attracted the attention of the people around them.
Su Mian got out of the car and walked straight to the antique city without the slightest hesitation.
Lu Yi was a little puzzled:
"Master Su, have you been here?"