"Guji!" The hair ball jumped over, and his short hand grabbed the tentacles that were shaking on his head, and his big black eyes stared at the soul body in the air. Suddenly, a drop of suspicious liquid dripped from the furry corner of his mouth.

There was a sudden chill behind Mu Yuanhong. He turned around strangely. At the close distance, he met a straight look without warning!

"What's it?!"

He was shocked and floated out a few meters. After checking his eyes, he saw a fluffy...ball on the table?

No, tentacles, short hands, fluffy...

"This, is this the Heart-Eating Monster?" Mu Yuanhong widened his eyes in surprise, and he was not even speaking smoothly. "Where did you come from?"

Su Jiuyu raised her eyebrows, hugged the hair bun in her hand and rubbed it gently, and smiled interestingly: "I picked it up, by the way, I almost forgot to tell Mr. Mu that it was this little guy who appeared first."

After saying that, she patted Maotuan's head again and said, "Be good, Mr. Mu can't eat it."

Mu Yuanhong was stunned. Before he could react from Su Jiuyu's previous sentence, he was startled by the next sentence again!

When I looked again, the straight-eyed look of the Heart-Eating Monster was like staring at a big meal?!

He was crying and his old face twitched repeatedly. He thought of the rumors of the Heart-Eating Monster. He distanced himself without thinking. Just kidding, he didn't want to be swallowed. If this spreads out in the future, it would be too embarrassing for the old man!

Looking at the person and object, Mu Yuanhong's eyes rolled, and his small abacus one after another.

He raised his sleeves to cover his face, patted his shaking soul body, his tone was so tragic, "You said why am I so unlucky? I finally had the opportunity to realize the realm of returning to the truth, but I was actually plotted against it; I finally escaped and hid in the soul-locking stone, but I was actually discovered by you; now I am still scared by your heart-eating monster, you said why is the old man's life so miserable!"

"Oh! The old man's life is so hard. He might be scattered in two days. Oh..."

Looking at the person who was crying and crying, Su Jiuyu thrust hard, and she couldn't help but look up to the sky.

It is indeed Mr. Mu, and he is truly a clear stream in the Feng Shui family.

By the way, why did she feel that she is feeling like she is being hit by a car?

Although she thought so, she smiled a little in her eyes. She gave a slight gift. This gift was the respect of the elders of Feng Shui families in a regular occasion.

Mu Yuanhong choked and wanted to see clearly again, but saw Su Jiuyu straightened up, with evil intent on his lips, "How could it be, since Mr. Mu came here, I can't stop saving me no matter how much I say, right?"

Mu Yuanhong hummed twice and wiped his fake tears, "What can you do as a little baby?"

He said so, but his eyes were secretly glanced over with his heart.

Su Jiuyu smiled without saying a word, and carried a black rabbit out of the cage at the head of the bed, which hurt a little, "I have no ability to help Mr. Mu recover his body in these few days, but there is still a way to help you avoid this time limit."

Mu Yuanhong was stunned, "What does it mean?"

Su Jiuyu gently lifted his chin towards the Black Rabbit and gave a bold answer, "Standard Talisman, if you pretend to die in a real life, it depends on whether you are willing to give up on me."

Mu Yuanhong was shocked. Most of the substitute talismans were made into villains in the form of talisman paper, but he knew that some major events that went against the will of heaven would be replaced by flesh and blood.

The way of Feng Shui is to go against the will of heaven. This kind of thing is even more taboo in Feng Shui. Every Feng Shui master has only one chance in his life.

However, this kind of technique has long been listed as a forbidden technique, and there are very few people who can do it.

Could it be?

"Old Mu, only by giving up can you gain. Old Mu must think clearly."

Mr. Mu looked up, but saw the girl opposite him flying with confidence. He was shocked, yes!

He is actually the same as death now. It is impossible to get his body back in such a short time. Only by giving up can one gain!

He suddenly burst into laughter, "Hahaha, since the girl is willing to give this move, the old man has no reason to refuse. I have recorded this love, old man."

OK OK OK OK OK OK When he encountered a plot and realized the realm of returning to the truth, he got the chance to be in the south!

Don't go all the way south of him!

Su Jiuyu smiled with a smile. What she said before was true. She and Mr. Mu had met each other. Although the Jiu family was in decline, he met several times, but Mr. Mu still took good care of her.

In the Feng Shui family, only Mr. Mu did not care about his status and was obsessed with metaphysics. When the news of his father's death came, Mr. Mu had visited her once, and she also recorded this love.

While the time had not passed and the yin energy had not yet dissipated in the early morning, Su Jiuyu brought something, picked up the soul-locking stone and left the house again.

Without having time to find a better place, she found a slightly empty location and determined that the surrounding residents were far apart, so she began to arrange it with confidence.

Su Jiuyu took back the black rabbit's breath, which was originally stained with, took out a thin knife, and scratched it at the hind leg. The animal blood immediately flowed into the cinnabar bowl prepared in advance.

She shook for a moment, turned around, and said to Mr. Mu who was floating in the air: "Old Mu, I have taken back the breath of this black rabbit. Now I'm asking Mr. Mu to melt his breath into it."

The simplest and most rude way to incorporate the breath is to get your own blood and blend it in in one piece, which can barely hide the truth.

"Although Mr. Mu has no physical body now and cannot squeeze out blood, he has been a person who has spyed on the realm of returning to the truth. Since he can have a way to strip away his soul, this should not be a problem for you."

Mu Yuanhong pretended to be a fool and scolded, "You girl, you are so weird."

That's right. If you draw a trace of your soul body, the effect is definitely hundreds of times stronger than fraudulent blood.

Mu Yuanhong's face turned up, his index finger and middle finger were close together, and he stood beside his mouth. Suddenly, the originally not very solid soul body suddenly shook.

A faint trace of soul power was forced out, hovering in the cinnabar blood, and then hiding into the black rabbit.

After all this, Mu Yuanhong's soul body was so transparent that it was so hard to break. He was so sick that he really felt old and old, "Huh, girl baby, hurry up, let the old man rest for a while."

Su Jiuyu knew the severity of the matter and did not dare to delay it. She nodded and put her index finger into the cinnabar blood and stirred it for a while, using her fingers to make a pen.

She opened the sky eye and determined the position. She connected it to form a huge death gate formation in Kan's first palace, Gen's eight palaces, Zhen's third palace, Xun's fourth palace, Li's ninth palace, Kun's second palace and other positions.
Chapter completed!