old grace

The soul is lost.

This is Xie Qinghe's old profession.It doesn't take much advanced practice, as long as he can perceive where the soul is, an incense table, a stack of yellow paper, and a plate of cinnabar, he can return Yuan Shi'an's soul back.

He Jing was still supporting Yuan Shi'an's arm, trying to ask Xie Qinghe to get a pulse diagnosis: "Sir, hurry up, see if you can save him!"

"It can be saved." Xie Qinghe said with certainty.

He Jing was stunned.

All the big maids, old mothers, and old slaves serving in front of the bed were shocked.

"Then you haven't...haven't read it yet, how do you know..." He Jing was surprised, but still couldn't believe it, "Sir, don't coax me. This is not a joke. After all Can it be saved?"

"It's not difficult to save him." Xie Qinghe had already seen Yuan Shi'an's earth soul, and was squatting outside the door, not knowing what he was looking at.

He approached the case against the wall of the room, and slowly inspected every decoration.

"Before saving him, I want to see why he 'slept' over."

Just like the Buping Mozun took away the earth soul of the enchanted person back then, the loss of a soul like Yuan Shi'an can never be a coincidence or a mistake.Someone must have done it deliberately to drive out the extremely stable soul of a grown man from his body.

This is a deliberate murder.