That's all Hao Dong has gathered.

As a worldly person, it is not easy for him to know this.

I said thank you and hung up.

I pondered in my heart, I can't find the identity information of this ink attack, and eighty percent of it is the apostasy of Xuanmen.

Only the Xuanmen apostasy has the ability to make the Ink Maker Organization so big.

It's a pity that Ling Yun is not here.

She's going to be able to get some information.

But I'm here to find Ling Yun on this trip.

After thinking about the plan for a moment, I closed my eyes and went to sleep.

Unsurprisingly, I reappeared in the same dream.

The plot is the same, the result is the same.

The only difference is that the person who came to pick me up this time wore a golden mask.

I also woke up in a dream, and when I woke up, it was only two o'clock.

There is a difference between this dream and yesterday, what is going on?

The man who ushered me in put on a golden mask.

And the information that Hao Dong gave to the investigation, Mo Attack, the leader of the Ink Cultivator Organization, was wearing a golden mask.

Could it be a coincidence?

Or is it that the person who answered me was Mo Feng himself?

I patted my head and took Suihou Zhu out.

The runes on it are so weird that I can't read them at all.

But under the eye of the sky, there is still a faint demonic energy oozing out, but it is not obvious.

What the hell is this?

Just as I was about to put away Sui Hou Zhu, there was a sudden shock in my fingers.

The finger that had been cut just now had already stopped bleeding, but after the wound touched Sui Hou Zhu, it began to bleed again.

I looked at the wound suspiciously, as if it had been freshly cut, and blood was pouring out.

I looked at Suihou Zhu, but there was no blood stained on it.

Wrong.

I raised my finger and squeezed out a drop of finger blood and dripped it on top of Suihou Zhu.

The blood was dripping on a sponge, and it disappeared in an instant.

I was stunned, how can this strange phenomenon have a sense of déjà vu.

When I thought about it for a moment, my body was slightly stunned.

Last time, in order to put the little old man into the spirit talisman, I didn't use a lot of blood to soak the spirit corpse talisman.

Almost didn't drain me.

Could it be that this Sui Hou Zhu is also as high-level as the head of the spirit corpse talisman?

I looked at the corpse talisman carefully, and dripped a few drops of blood into it.

It's all gone.

"Tuk-tuk."

There was a knock on the door, and Huanxi's voice came from outside: "Brother Ling, can I come in?" ”

"Is there something wrong?" I asked.

"There are a lot of mosquitoes at night, so I ordered a plate of mosquito coils for you."

"Come in." I then replied that there were indeed a bit of mosquitoes.

Huan Xi put the mosquito coil by the door, looked at me and asked suspiciously, "Brother Ling, is there anything wrong with that bead?" ”

I casually said, "It seems to suck blood." ”

"Vampire?"

Huan Xi walked over suspiciously, watched as I dropped a drop of blood into it, and then disappeared.

Huan Xi muttered:

"No, why is your blood sucked by it and not mine?"

"You've tried it too?" I looked at Huanxi.

Huan Xi nodded, then shook his head:

"I didn't mean to try, when Zhou Sheng just bought it back that day, I was peeling an apple, and I happened to accidentally cut my hand, he said that more than 20 million bought a bead, I just wanted to see it, and I didn't treat the wound, and then the blood was stained on it, and it was not sucked away, for this reason, Zhou Sheng also scolded me, and I wiped the blood stains on it for a long time."

"Really?"

I don't understand.

Huanxi didn't explain again, but got up and walked out, and after a while she turned back again, and when she came back, there was an extra cut on her finger.

She pinched her fingers and dripped a drop of blood onto Sui Hou Zhu.

As she said, her blood was not sucked out.

"Look, I said no, right?" Huan Xi said.

I nodded: "Thank you, Sister Xi, you go to sleep first, and I'll study and study it." ”

Huan Xi nodded, turned around and walked outside.

"By the way, Sister Xi, Zhou Sheng had nightmares before he was born, and he did it once a night, right?"

"Yes, it's okay to wake up scared, and you can sleep quickly if you fall asleep."

……

After Huan Xi left, I thought about it carefully.

The only difference between my blood and Huanxi's blood is that my blood contains the demon blood of the Extreme Yang Demon Pill.

This thing just happened to have a demonic aura coming out again, and it seems that it only sucks demon blood.

But I'm not a demon, at most I'm a shemale...... No, half-demon.

Judging from the principle of blood sacrifice in the technique, the blood of the Taoist is basically used to nourish, control or contract.

It's like the corpse talisman.

I don't know what it is, but it certainly doesn't hurt to drop more.

Thinking about this, I took out the magic knife, opened the wound a little wider, and began to increase the amount.

Drops of blood dripped down to Suihou Zhu, and it took it all as it ordered.

I don't know how much I added, but when I felt a little dizzy, I stopped.

Then he fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already past ten o'clock in the morning.

I was woken up by Huanxi.

As soon as I woke up, I heard her say anxiously, "Brother Ling, what's wrong with you?" Why is his face so pale, there is no blood at all! ”

I took a deep breath and said, "It's okay, it's just that I lost too much blood, Sister Xi, get me something to eat." ”

"You wait, I'll go get you something to replenish your blood."

Huan Xi hurriedly walked out.

I patted my forehead, my head was dizzy, it seemed that I was fighting with myself last night, and I was unconsciously fierce.

I slowly picked up the Suihou beads, and they were as clean as ever, and there was still no blood on them, but the color was a little darker.

This thing doesn't seem to have eaten enough.

I don't know how much appetite I have.

I don't believe it, I can't feed you!!

I secretly made up my mind that after Ling Yun's matter was settled, I would replenish my blood and feed it every day.

After eating Huanxi's blood tonic package, my spirit improved a lot.

I looked at the time, and I was almost ready to go to the Tin Hau Temple.

In the dream, the shadow of the street lamp outside the Tin Hau Temple is very short, and it is facing northeast.

That means the time should be about one o'clock.

During the meal, we discussed, Huanxi went to the bank to transfer the million to me, and I went to the Tin Hau Temple myself.

Because in the dream, there is no Huanxi.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, I came to the location in my dream at the entrance of the Tin Hau Temple.

My pupils shrank slightly, and I looked inside the Tianhou Temple.

No demonic energy was found.

But the strange thing is that the time is right, but the people around you are not the same as in the dream.

When I walked into the Tin Hau Temple, no one came to pick me up.

Confused, I turned my head to look at the small side hall.

The door of the side hall is open, and the Bodhisattva enshrined inside is the same as in the dream.

There are quite a few pilgrims inside.

It's completely different from the dream.

I walked behind the bodhisattva, and there was indeed a baffle here, and I took a few steps on the baffle, and judging by the sound, it was empty underneath.

There's a passage!

Could Ling Yun be inside?

I found a corner, crouched down, looked around, and pulled out a paper figure.

Let's use the paper figure to find a way first and make sure that Ling Yun is not inside.