What was found in Tsui Ye's house?

Qi Bing got up from the quilt and looked up at the items in Su Su's hand.

It was a golden pendant, picked up by Su Su at random, hanging in front of her eyes and pretending to look at it, with a black mandala pattern inlaid inside, the same as the tattoo that appeared on Cui'er's face.

It's a pity that this pendant, which looks like a lot of money, seems to be broken to only half of it, and the fracture is rough and uneven, as if someone has broken it.

"Where did you find this?" Qi Bing stood up and was about to get it, but Su Su turned around and avoided it.

"Hey, this is what I worked so hard to find, not to mention that you left me in the evil house, you want to take it so easily, the girl is a little overbearing, right?" Su Su turned his wrist, and the pendant disappeared from his hand, and all he could see was the snickering joy that couldn't be hidden.

Jin still wanted to negotiate with him, but Qi Bing knew that this scoundrel would definitely go around and drag on time, and in the end it was not a waste of saliva, so he motioned for Jin not to say more.

Lowering his head and taking two deep breaths, Qi Bing has been hypnotizing himself in his mind: this is a task, an important clue, treat him as Jiang Muling, as a cute and considerate Mu Ling!

Then he raised his head and showed a perfect smile: "Then Su Gongzi, how can you have fun?"

Qi Bing's expression towards Su Su has always been unhappy, mocking, and smiling, so at first glance, Su Su still couldn't help but ripple a little bit at first glance.

"Hehe, don't be embarrassed, girl, hug ...... cough, I'll drink this jar of wine with my son!" Originally, Su Su wanted to say that he would hug a few times, but he was thrown an eye knife by the little girl named Jin next to him, it was really cold!

"Okay!" Qi Bing estimated that he touched the jar, and it shouldn't be a big problem after drinking, and he didn't add any ingredients when he smelled it, so he happily agreed.

Perhaps in Su Su's impression, drinking with Oiran is a very elegant and graceful rhyme, drinking in the cold moonlight, playing music and enjoying the scenery, and talking about life is really a great joy in life.

But in fact, Su Su basically watched from the other side as the ice finished the jar of wine bowl after bowl, without romantic feelings, let alone chatting.

Su Su pinched the small wine glass with two fingers, which formed a sharp contrast with the white porcelain bowl used by Qi Bing as if he was a brother.

Because he thought he was drinking slowly and girly, he simply changed the bowl, striving to finish the wine quickly, and then he could get the pendant.

This scene of a slender woman almost holding a wine jar and looking up to drink left a certain shadow on Su Su, and she didn't want to go to Huajie Music Square for a long time after that.

"Hiccup. ”

Uncontrollably burped, Lu Bing wiped his mouth with his sleeve, was in a clear sense, and beckoned to Su Su: "Bring the pendant!"

Su Su looked at the wine jar, it was empty, it was not perfunctory at all, and he almost called Brother Bing.

When you smell this wine, you know that the degree is high, who dares to drink it like this, and after drinking it, it is absolutely top, and you will sleep directly in a coma.

Why is this guy okay after drinking at all? Su Xu was slightly drunk after drinking two cups, thinking that he couldn't finish drinking the ice before he thought of this method.

Now Su Su believes that Qi Bing is a real man.

"Give it to you, I knew that you drank so well, I should have let you dance and hum a song or something, it's so boring!" Su Su threw the pendant to Qi Bing, humming and chirping to express his displeasure.

He caught it and began to study the pendant.

There are also scriptures engraved on the back of this pendant, which are the first two sentences of the sentence that Cui'er recited: "Bliss is against suffering, peace is maintained, and the immeasurable is famous for each person".

But for some reason, this pendant doesn't have a trace of demonic energy, but because of the golden and black color, it looks heroic and upright, no wonder you can't find it in Cui'er's room.

"Where did you get this pendant?" asked Su Xu, who was depressed and biting an apple next to him, as he continued to fiddle with it.

"Oh, there's a bunch of books in the corner of that girl's room, I found them in it. ”

Qi Bing recalled that kind of indescribable book, and twisted his eyebrows: "What do you think those are for?"

"Curious! Isn't that the impulse and nature of every man," Su Su smiled evilly, "If you're not interested, it means you...... Not really?"

"What do you say! Kunlun is a Qing cultivator, and Lu Bingcai is not like you!" Jin doesn't like this kind of frivolous person, she would rather quarrel with Xia Zhiqiu than let Lu Bing be damaged by Su Xu.

"Jin, it's okay, he's like this, you go to sleep first, I'll keep watch for you." "It should be almost time now, almost all the guests who stayed in the room are resting, and the guests who left are about to leave.

Oiran only receives distinguished guests, and it should be fine tomorrow, Jin still has to perform, or go to bed early, and Qi Bing couldn't open her eyes when she saw her.

Coaxed Jin to sleep, Qi Bing planned to guard it tonight, so as not to make a move on Jin, Su Su, a disciple.

By the way, I wrote a flying letter to my friends outside and sent it out through the crack in the door, informing me of the progress of the mission.

Su Su finally fell asleep on the bed, and Qi Bing was also about to lean on the table and close his eyes for a while, as soon as he closed his eyes, there was a figure calling in his mind.

"Donor...... Help the poor monk ......"

It was a hoarse and rough low male voice, although it was a cry for help, but it still maintained a calm and reserved demeanor, and it was not an ordinary person when it heard it.

Qi Bing opened his eyes, because everyone turned off the lights at night, and he was afraid that their house would be too conspicuous, so he left a small lamp before Qi Bing.

Looking around, there was no half-figure, but Bing believed that it was not an illusion.

"Poor monks, poor monks are in your hands......"

Qi Bing lowered his head, spread out the half of the pendant in his palm, and whispered incredibly: "Machine Spirit?"

Machine spirits are often high-grade magic weapons that can only be born after many years of spiritual power cultivation with a certain amount of independent consciousness, and they will be more powerful than magic weapons without machine spirits.

The verdant and graceful nature of the ice is also instrumental, but the grade of the two treasures is so good that they cannot communicate with the owner, at most they occasionally have the same mind.

This pendant has been broken in half and can still talk to people, how strong is this machine spirit? At least it has survived in this world for thousands of years, right?

"Uh, hello old man, what's the matter with your apparition calling me?"

"Cultivators, are you here to get rid of that demon?" the voice of the machine spirit echoed in his mind, and Yu Bing quickly nodded several times.

"Yes, do you know something?"

"Of course the poor monk knows that even half of the poor monk's body was taken away by it!" The voice of the machine spirit was resentful and helpless, like a desperate and withered old man at this moment.

Qi Bing vaguely guessed some, but he didn't expect that there was an evil in the world that could torture the instrument spirit of the Buddhist spirit weapon to such an end, isn't the Buddhist magic weapon all protected by golden light, and the evil is even difficult to get close?

"Don't you know that this place was not a place of fireworks in the past, but a temple called Kek Lok Temple. ”

"And the poor monk is the natal instrument presided over by the Jile Temple. ”

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