Mr. Landlord [Comprehensive Yingmei]

Song Yu's complexion was not good, and he didn't expect that his home would be met with thieves after he went out, and his things were successfully stolen. It was like a loud slap on his face, which made him annoyed for a moment Almost unable to control the peaceful mask, he gritted his teeth and went through all kinds of torture in his mind.

However, Zhao Shijing's disappearance was no small matter, and he immediately contacted Wu Cong and Mian Yao.

As for why these two and not domestic...

The things have already been shipped out of the country, and it is better to start directly from the destination than to go through the procedures to check out from the domestic source.

Compared with Zhao Shijing, the curses of those golden masks at hand are nothing at once. Wu Cong raised his hand and a faint fire ignited in his sleeves, and burned all the masks in the blink of an eye—at the same time, he was The whole house, as well as the neighboring rooms and the valuable things inside were burned badly.

Originally, Wu Cong planned to take these things back and study them. These days, the ancient Egyptian legal system has declined dramatically. Priests who could make such curses died out 800 years ago. important.

Wu Cong returned to his body in a flash... It was too dirty and he would wash it off before possessing it. He simply and roughly knocked William and Hannibal unconscious and threw them to the waiting American wizard, dragging Hotch I found a secluded place nearby, raised my hand to open up a more stable communication channel, and looked serious.

"How did you lose it?"

This is also the question that I want to ask.

The mirror of the world, one mirror reflects three lives, you can see the past life, and you can see the next life. Everything in this life cannot hide from this mirror. As long as the spiritual power is enough to support consumption, then this mirror can let you see whatever you want. things.

This is a rare treasure passed down from generation to generation by the sharks. It is said that the ancestor of the sharks who was first born in the sea foam used his own reverse scales to cast it. It has been kept by Song Shark for the last thousand years. This old salted fish looks With a glamorous and noble appearance that does not stick to the world, he is actually a genuine and ruthless character. Even if the old-fashioned ancient beasts such as Kunpeng are slightly tempted by this, they have to weigh it carefully for this reason. Is the death feud worthwhile?

But now the mirror is lost, and was taken away quietly in Song Yu's heavily guarded house.

"I don't know." Song Yu spit out these three words with a stiff face, "But it must be aimed at Zhao Shijing."

He has always left the mirror of the world in the storage room. No matter how miraculous it is, to him it is a thing that is contaminated with the same race, or the same race that makes him extremely disgusted. Don't want to see its shadow.

There are many good things in the storage room besides the mirror of the world, not to mention other things, a full set of twelve glass cups with gold threads inlaid with gemstones of various colors, pouring clean water can turn into aged wine full of aura, and one cup can prolong life For ten years, the bright pearl placed in the center, just a little powder can remove dead body and regenerate muscle, and regenerate severed limbs, which is not more attractive than the Zhaoshi mirror without aura support and clarity that is not as good as a bronze mirror.

"I'd like to know what that person is going to do with the Shishijing." He rubbed his chin, "After all, the Zhaoshijing is just a decoration without aura, but you also know the consumption of the Zhaoshijing. very."

That's right, in the eyes of these old guys, Zhaoshijing is a very weak existence, and the amount of aura consumption that is used casually is not something ordinary monks can bear. Raised chickens, ducks, geese, pigs, cattle, sheep, cabbage, corn, potatoes...

"And it took a lot of effort to get it out of the country." Wu Cong half-closed his eyes and folded his hands and tapped lightly. After a while, he said, "We didn't do it by ourselves."

Without waiting for Dianzi to breathe a sigh of relief, he immediately followed up: "But there are also people involved, and it's fine if they don't report the knowledge."

"Of course." It was the traitor who had to be nirvana after being plotted by the traitor back then. He gritted his teeth, "Leave this part to me."

Whether it is digging out traitors or setting up guards, it is undoubtedly justified by him, the person in charge on the surface, and the various arrangements are more handy.

"Then let's find Zhao Shijing." Wu Cong glanced at Song Yu who was frowning, "It's best to contact your fellow clan here, they might attack Mr. Zhao."

Dare to be tempted by Song Yu, an old salty fish, Wu Cong couldn't believe that the other party didn't hold back.

Song Yu's only weakness is Zhao Changle, and Yuren would be willing to give up everything for him.

It was about his own human being, Song Yu, who dared not be careless, and even asked Wu Cong for a few protective charms and accessories for the first time—of course, he paid for it.

Hotch watched the three of them communicate in confusion from beginning to end. His Chinese is not good enough to understand the communication at this speed. He can only capture a few words and barely piece together the information.

Probably Mr. Song lost something important, which both Wu Cong and Mian Yao found extremely troublesome.

Apart from facing Huang Pizi, this was the second time he saw such a serious expression on Wu Cong's face.

Wu Cong didn't hide the fact that he cut off the communication with Song Yuji, and told Hotch everything, hoping that he could give some opinions from the perspective of ordinary people.

For example, what does the other party want to do with such a tasteless thing that no one except Taotie is willing to use, which can only be regarded as an advanced monitoring thing.

Hotch paused after hearing what Wu Cong said about the role of the Mirror of the World, and asked: "Is there no substitute for the ability of the mirror? There is also the missing place, which is Mr. Song's home. How about the anti-theft system?" ?”

Different anti-theft systems mean different success rates, and also symbolize the importance of stolen items.

"The general ability of Zhao Shijing..." Wu Cong thought for a while, and quickly listed a large list. Although there are not many spiritual weapons like this that can be used as advanced surveillance, the number is not small. You can buy it in the ghost market for money.

Those scruffy-looking small businessmen always have amazing connections.

"But he still went to steal the mirror." Hotch said, "It means that what he is looking for is not the basic ability, but the more advanced... see through the past life? Is that what you said?"

"To be precise, it can be seen in past and future lives, but the amount of spiritual energy required is too great." Wu Cong quickly went through the treasures with similar abilities in his mind, "Compared with my spells, the ones used by Xuanmen to suppress sects Jingshan Stone, and the old ghost also has..."

"But the best thing to get is the mirror of the world."

Wu Cong himself does not have the habit of storing spells with special attributes. If he wants to, he must ask him to draw them, and they are consumables, one piece at a time. The mountain protection formation that has been optimized for thousands of years and can resist even the catastrophe of heaven and earth, and thousands of disciples secretly taking away a mountain is undoubtedly a dream, not to mention the old ghost. Lose all.

Compared with these, although Song Yu's residence has layers of internal and external protective formations, interlocking and lurking, but as a residence that can be changed at any time, there are always loopholes. As for the demand for aura , as long as you can smash the spirit stones and veins in with all your heart, you can always smash what you want.

"So he wants to see the past life and the next life, no, it's the past life." If the aura reserve of an ordinary monk is 1, then the current aura demand is 100 through the Shizhao mirror, and the previous life is [-], but the next life is At least one hundred thousand, except for those high-level gods in the sky and the earth, no one can afford this level of aura

And do those high-ranking gods need to steal what they want?

To look at past lives is to look for someone's reincarnation.

Guessing the other party's purpose, Wu Cong frowned even tighter, but it is not easy for anyone who is involved with reincarnation. Now that the other party is secretly and they are open, it is difficult to guarantee what will happen in the future.

Glancing sideways at Hotch, Wu Cong's eyes flashed a trace of worry, his and Song Yu's weaknesses are almost on the table, if the other party is a little bit shameless...

There is no if.

A flash of thunder fell into Hotch's shadow, and under the light, Hotch's shadow trembled a few times. Hotch's face turned pale instantly, and a certain kind of intense cold seemed to rise from his bone marrow, making him unable to even blink. It was very difficult, and I could only freeze in place.

The pendant hanging around his neck became brighter, the shadow trembled more violently, and the edge was twisted and raised, as if something was struggling outwards, Hotch could no longer maintain a standing posture, and the severe pain made him only Can half kneel on the ground and try to stay awake.

The smoky aura flowing from Wu Cong's pen soaked into Hotch's shadow, but he didn't dare to be as simple and rude as dealing with the curse just now.

Should he say that the other party is stupid? Before everything was clear, he jumped out and showed him the little tail, lest he didn't know that it was related to the case they were working on.

But if he was really stupid, he wouldn't be so wary as he is now - shadows implicate people's three souls and seven souls, and the curse through the medium of shadows is now entangled with Hotch's soul, trying to take away Hotch's three souls and seven souls Partly, if Wu Cong is a little careless, Hotch's soul will inevitably be hurt.

The structure of the human soul is complex but also simple. It is not a small matter to get hurt anywhere. If it is serious, it may even be scattered and difficult to enter reincarnation. Wu Cong dare not bet on this possibility.

The curse of ancient Egypt was not his specialization project, and a lot of restrictions were added, so it was inevitable that Wu Cong's movements would be restrained.

First, he firmly suppressed the curse that was about to run away with Hotch's shadow. If it really ran away, Hotch's life would be considered to be in the opponent's hands. Covered tightly from head to toe, at this time Wu Cong didn't care about his dirty appearance, and quickly possessed his body to restore his human form, picked up Hotch and disappeared in place with flickering figures.

Zhao Changle, who was drinking milk before going to bed, stared dumbfounded at Wu Cong, who was covered in blood and hugged Hotch, landed on the freshly made big bed. go out.

"I'm in a hurry, sorry."

The final sound of the last word hit the closed door, Zhao Changle blinked in confusion, received Mr. Song's message of "don't interfere", raised his head and drank the last sip of milk, took out a new quilt, changed it and shrank back , sleepily fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow.

After sitting on the plane for more than ten hours, he is about to fall apart. Now he has a reason not to deal with Mr. Song's demands. Of course, he must seize the opportunity to sleep...Zzzzzz...sleep...

In the shadow of the drawn curtains, it seemed to be blown by the wind, trembling slightly.