From the Chaos to the Tomb Robbery

Er Yuehong's face turned pale. Looking into Mo Jiu's eyes, he saw a scene that horrified him.

Through the projection of Mo Jiu's eyes, he saw the Black and White Impermanence mentioned in the opera, but there was clearly no one in that corner.

Suddenly, Er Yuehong felt a cold wind blowing towards him, and he couldn't help but shiver.

Zhang Qiling also saw the two ghosts. He turned his head to look at the roast chicken on Zhang Rishan's side, and thought silently, Jiujiu will not be full soon, how to stop him from wanting to eat ghosts.

"Young senior, I am willing. Please help save my wife." Er Yuehong said with a little panic. If what Mo Jiu saw was true, then his wife's life was really over.

As for the property of the Four Gates, the worst that could happen is that I would go out and seize it myself. So what if I broke the rules of the Nine Gates?

"Then sign the contract!" Mo Jiu happily cast a small spell on himself to remove the oil off his hands.

Without even looking at the chicken Zhang Qiling handed over, he excitedly slapped the table, "Bang!"

Zhang Qiling held a piece of chicken in his hand, and he and Zhang Rishan watched the table under their hands turn into ashes, speechless for a moment.

Er Yuehong's pupils shrank, and he looked at the pile of wood ash on the ground in disbelief. Was the young senior warning him not to break his promise?

Zhang Qishan and Baye Chenpi rushed over when they heard the noise. They were also bewildered when they saw that the huge dining table had disappeared.

"Where is my mahogany dining table?" Zhang Qishan couldn't believe that the long dining table that he had customized at a huge cost was gone.

Zhang Rishan looked at his Buddha, then at Mo Jiu, and lowered his head, not daring to speak. His body was not as hard as red wood! It was better to speak less.

"I... I just used a little more force than usual." Mo Jiu felt a little guilty and pinched the space with his fingers.

"Clan leader." Zhang Qishan looked at Zhang Qiling who was holding the chicken in a daze. Ever since this little ancestor came, he had no idea how much of his furniture had been destroyed, and they were all expensive. If this continued, his family would not be able to afford these things.

Zhang Qiling silently stuffed the last piece of meat in his hand into Mo Jiu's mouth and glanced at Er Yuehong, "He will pay for it."

Er Yuehong's mouth twitched. These two people would not be satisfied until they had emptied his family's assets! How many silver dollars would it take to buy such a large piece of redwood?

But Er Yuehong didn't dare to refute and nodded. He was still doing his job and saving people!

"Master Buddha, is there Pixiu blood in your family?" Master Ba asked in a low voice. He knew that Master Buddha had Qiongqi blood and his adjutant had Qilin blood, so could there be any others?

Zhang Qiling’s current level of cultivation made it natural for him to hear clearly what Master Ba said, and he was silently thinking in his heart, can a real Qilin be mixed-blooded?

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Qishan shook his head. How could the Zhang family have Pixiu blood?

"To save or not? Xiaobai and Xiaohei can't wait any longer." Mo Jiu looked at the Black and White Impermanence who were slowly creeping up to the girl on the other side and interrupted their conversation.

"Are those two here?" Mr. Ba asked cautiously, looking around through his glasses but finding nothing.

"Okay, you can't see them yet."

Mo Jiu walked towards the two ghosts with disdain, scaring them so much that they ran away.

He curled his lips unhappily, what a coward.

Zhang Qiling cleaned the oil stains on his body, walked to the sofa in the hall, and glanced at the girl.

"Senior." Yin Xingyue said.

Zhang Qiling glanced at her and nodded.

Mo Jiu ran to Zhang Qiling's side and said, "Little brother, I'm here."

Zhang Qiling shook his head. Madam Er Yuehong's fate was already determined. Saving her life now was like changing her fate. The cause and effect were not so easy to eliminate.

"I have the good fortune of my clan to support me, and the cause and effect of changing my fate has no effect on me." Mo Jiu said as he formed a complicated magic knot with two fingers and inserted it into the girl's body.

The girl's illness was caused by the dirt in the tomb, which allowed negative energy to enter her body. This problem was very simple for Mo Jiu, but the difficult part was the lifespan written in the Book of Life and Death.

Mo Jiu's magic knot gave life to the girl. With his Golden Immortal cultivation, longevity was the most abundant thing for him, and it did not cause any harm to him at all.

As vitality entered her body, the girl's face gradually turned rosy.

Er Yuehong and Chen Pi, who was banned from speaking, were both excited and happy.

Zhang Qiling pulled Mo Jiu to check on him. The man and the beast had a contract, so they could sense each other's situation. He felt relieved when he saw that Mo Jiu was fine.

Looking at the happy and excited expressions of Yin Xingyue and her group, Zhang Qiling silently pulled Mo Jiu back to the room.

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