Qingyue Temple

After hanging up Chris's phone call, Fang Shanshui unexpectedly received another call from Chen Jiaming at night.

Several foreigners from Chen Jiaming's side came to ask him about the magic weapon in Chris's hand, including Alan who transferred his Pixiu gourd out at the beginning.

Just as Fang Shanshui expected, the Pixiu gourd that he spent so much time making at the beginning, shined brightly when those foreigners gathered for testing and showed off, maybe it was outshine, so people would naturally notice and be envious of the treasure, and contact him through the buyer.

It's just that these people didn't go through Chris, but through Alan, who transferred the Pixiu gourd to others, and asked Chen Jiaming together.

Chen Jiaming was afraid that Fang Shanshui would be angry, so he explained: [Master Shanshui, Ai Lun transferred your magic weapon out without knowing the goods. I didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but those foreigners were found through him, I think Seeing that Alan has a relatively wide network of contacts, and the ancient books exchanged at the beginning were also collected by him, maybe he will have other connections, so he was not rejected.But master, if you don't like him, I will blacklist him. 】

Fang Shanshui didn't care: "It's okay, just tell them, my conditions are the same as before, as long as someone can find an ancient book that suits my wishes, I will help them tailor the magic weapon they need. But I hope they don't make too much noise , Don’t bully each other, oh, and Chris, he should help me find it too.”

Chen Jiaming: [Okay, I will let them pay attention and let them collect more in some places. 】

After Fang Shanshui was satisfied, Chen Jiaming said goodbye quickly and respectfully, and hung up the phone.

After the figure master humidified the room, he was sitting on Fang Shanshui's shoulder, holding a black potato chip that seemed to be the size of a washbasin to him and chewing on it, while listening to Fang Shanshui talking on the phone.

These potato chips are made with the newly obtained hellfire, and it is enough to smoke and roast the compressed evil spirit with the hellfire, and now it has become a figure of the master and two favorite snacks .

Hearing that the calls Fang Shanshui received today were all related to ancient books, not to mention the hand-made master, even the two of them were absent-minded when they were cleaning. Obviously they were all thinking about the double cultivation method in "Corpse Refining Canon", so when they heard Those related to this all pricked up their ears from all directions.

Fang Shanshui glanced at the phone after making a call. Jishen, who had stopped to listen to the phone, immediately cleaned the window, and the one who rode the vacuum cleaner rode the vacuum cleaner, pretending that he was not listening. Put the tip down, and continue to chew on its potato chips.

Fang Shanshui laughed, and stretched out his hand to scratch the figured master's belly.

The hand-figured master is magnanimous and does not move like a clock.

Fang Shanshui: "Master, maybe the "Corpse Refining Canon" will be fully deciphered soon, and then we will be able to practice both."

puff.

The calm figurine Master choked, it could swallow a giant monster's throat, but it was actually stuck by a small potato chip.

The two hosts were also surprised by Fang Shanshui. Peng Zhi forgot to control the window cleaning cloth, and was pressed down by the dirty cloth. Peng Hou fell off the vacuum cleaner he was riding.

Fang Shanshui didn't seem to notice the abnormality of the two bodies, and continued: "I don't know what this dual cultivation is going to do. Do we let our souls meditate together?"

cough cough.Hearing this, the hand-figure master who was choked by the potato chips clenched his fists and beat his chest, and swallowed the stuck potato chips. Peng Zhi and Peng Hou got up from under the rag and on the ground respectively. , looked at Fang Shanshui, his eyes were magical.

Suddenly remembered, it didn't seem to have taught the apprentice a physiology class?

Uh……

Or it is too impure, maybe the double cultivation is really like the disciple said, just sitting face to face and meditating purely together?

Thinking of this, the figurine master crushed the potato chips in his hand expressionlessly, and Fang Shanshui shook his head, expressing that he didn't know, and practiced as it was written in the book.

...It won't eat up the whole book just because the exercises are not written to your liking.

...it is a mature person.

Fang Shanshui didn't know what the figurine master was thinking of, and it seemed that he was grinding his teeth and rushing to the cattle and sheep.

·

"I heard that two of your students are missing, why don't you go back?"

Ser'an's old face had dark circles under his eyes. After hearing the question from the person in front of him, he came back to his senses in a daze. With trembling hands covered with age spots, he took out a tube of potion from under his robe and drank it. Under the condition, the mental state instantly improves and the complexion is radiant.

When the call from the Dark Council came yesterday, Ser'an was at the critical moment of his research, so he hung up the phone before he could figure out what the other party said.

Shi Dongjin was amazed and said, "If you put in some effort on potions, you might be able to stay young forever, and you don't need to bother studying magic at all."

After Shi Dongjin visited Fang Mushui from the prison, he found the antique shop following the information left by Fang Mushui, and then contacted Ser'an indirectly.

Shi Dongjin and Ser'an, one wanted to learn about the witchcraft of the devil's sacrifice, and the other was eager and curious about the immortal body, so they hit it off and hooked up.

Ser'an said in a hoarse voice: "What I want is immortality, not that kind of fake appearance. I would rather be like you. Unfortunately, I don't have much strength in my flesh and blood now, and I can't practice your flying head anymore." drop."

Shi Dongjin fiddled with the rag doll in his hand that wanted to bite him, and said with a smile, "I want to exchange it with you. Except for my head, as long as my body grows out, it will be eaten up by evil spirits. It hurts."

Ser'an didn't take it seriously: "All longevity comes at a price, it's not a big deal."

When Shi Dongjin heard the words, he didn't argue with Ser'an about the limit of pain, and continued to play with the doll in his hand without changing his smile. Suddenly, the doll's face turned into a wailing man, and the face flashed. After passing away, it suddenly seemed to be on fire, burning up, Shi Dongjin let go of the doll, and the doll rolled on the ground like a human.

Sel'an glanced at the rag doll rolling on the ground: "This is... you went to Chinatown to pick up business again?"

This is a murderer who was raped and dismembered by Shi Dongjin's client who asked for revenge. He was sentenced to death in prison with a reprieve. I don't know how long he will stay there. However, the client, as the victim's family member, still harbors resentment. Shi Dongjin heard that it was very good, so he just used it as a test sacrifice for him.

Shi Dongjin responded with a smile: "I can't help it, my reputation in Southeast Asia is too great, my clients are all over the world, and I'm a soft-hearted person, I can't bear to reject those poor women."

Shi Dongjin thought he had failed again, and was about to extinguish the flame on the doll, and recycle the waste that he had been tormenting for a long time, when suddenly, the human-faced doll rolling on the ground let out a terrifying sound. Howling, black flames burst out from the ground below him, intertwined with the flames on the doll. Suddenly, a blue-black claw seemed to penetrate the ground from the flames, grabbed the doll and went down to the ground. pull away.

Shi Dongjin chuckled: "Successful, it is said that devils like fallen souls, it really is."

A look of jealousy flashed in Ser'an's eyes, and he finally sighed: "You are such a genius, you have initially opened the door to communicate with hell so quickly, in time, as long as you have enough sacrifices, you may really be able to Bring back the shattered soul from the long river of the underworld. Destiny loves something, but unfortunately I am not always the one it chooses..."

The flame burned out quickly. When the flame disappeared, there was no rag doll and the soul of the man trapped in it on the floor, but a black ring was left behind. The ring was made of unknown material, and the top seemed uneven. , looking carefully, the face of the ring, which is less than two millimeters wide, seems to be carved with the faces of demons.

Shi Dongjin picked it up and put it on his silicone fingers.

Shi Dongjin: "By the way, we are talking about your students, can you leave it alone?"

Ser'an frowned, and flipped through the messages sent by the Dark Council. As expected, some results had been achieved, but Ser'an did not expect that his two missing students might be taken to China.

He now seems to be extremely disgusted with Shi Dongjin's things that delay his research, but after thinking about it, he really can't ignore it, and he still has to go to the parliament.

He also wants to send students to China to look for more sacrifices one after another. Now that something happened at the beginning, it's not good... Wait!

Suddenly, Ser'an seemed to have some new ideas, and suddenly looked at Shi Dongjin, Shi Dongjin was inexplicably looked at by him: "What are you looking at?"

Ser'an: "Give me a tube of your blood. Besides, I need one of your eyes."

Shi Dongjin's smile was a little stiff, he only had one head, these days he was cut up and blood drawn by Ser'an, and now he wanted another tube of blood, he was a little worried that his head would be flattened and dry.

Ser'an doesn't care about this, this is their exchange condition, not to mention he didn't kill Shi Dongjin.

Shi Dongjin shrugged helplessly, although he was quite slanderous, but who is he who keeps his promise? Ser'an gave him hope, so naturally he would not slip up.

·

Fang Shanshui drew the talisman that Chris needed, sent it to him in the way Chris said, and put his business down.

There are still a few days before the Chinese New Year. In the past few days, Fang Shanshui, apart from studying "Corpse Refining Canon" and the positioning dust obtained from Rex and others, is looking through the help requests received in the online store.

Although the "Corpse Refining Canon" has a clear direction to solve his current problems, Fang Shanshui has never given up on collecting the golden light of merit. He is used to it. Fang Shanshui still has certain expectations for his space and cave when he grows up with the tree god's heart.

Generally, the problems of being enchanted by evil spirits or encountering ghosts can be solved by consecrated objects or paper talismans in Fang Shanshui's shop. Most of the cases that will reach Fang Shanshui's hands are inexplicable cases, the number is not many, and some deliberately make trouble. After being screened by customer service and Yuan Pei, there were only a few cases that actually reached Fang Shanshui's hands, and Fang Shanshui couldn't win by relying on numbers.

There are also many cases where you don't get the golden light of merit after finishing your work. Fang Shanshui is used to it, so let's just accumulate it slowly.

If you don't accumulate steps, you can't reach a thousand miles.

Fang Shanshui looked through the two cases that the customer service had just screened, and found a suitable one.