Chapter 612

Lu Xiaofeng raised her head and looked at Xiaoxiang Dong'er: "Who?"

Xiaoxiang Dong'er pointed out to the door, and everyone couldn't help laughing when they looked. The stole the chicken but couldn't get rid of the rice. She sat on the ground with her legs so weak that she couldn't stand up. What's even more terrible is that there was a large wet water trace under his butt, and the guy was so scared that he peed his pants.

Seeing this scene, Lu Xiaofeng waved his hand to everyone and stopped laughing. He walked to the sky, squatted down, and listened carefully to his murmurs: "Is this true? Is it true? The cows in the cocoons of the old sacrificial sacrificial silkworms can really control these things?"

When everyone heard these words, they became serious. The mud dolls that fought with a few people just now were obviously impossible to have life. They were controlled by someone. Could this person be the cow in the cocoon of the old sacrificial silkworm mentioned in the mouth of the sky?

Lu Xiaofeng said to the thief, "Don't be afraid anymore. Those mud dolls have been destroyed by us. Tell Lu Xiaofeng, what's going on with the cows in the old sacrificial silkworm cocoons you mentioned?"

But as a mortal, what happened to the world in the sky was beyond his understanding. In his opinion, this was really a ghost. Now that the little dragon has become a mess in his mind, how could he answer Lu Xiaofeng's question?

Lu Xiaofeng looked back at Li Mengji.

Li Mengji shrugged: "His thinking is mixed with Xiaolong. Even if Lu Xiaofeng's treasure hunting rat is transplanted, the feedback he gets is still messy and unorganized. Lu Xiaofeng thinks that only Zidie can restore his consciousness and reason."

Zidie walked to the front of the treacherous sky, squatted down, and carefully observed the other party's pupils:

"He was frightened and his consciousness almost collapsed. He could only give him some calming potions to relieve his mental author pressure. Lu Xiaofeng happened to have such medicine here. Lu Xiaofeng, please help Lu Xiaofeng pry his mouth open, and Lu Xiaofeng gave him the medicine."

Lu Xiaofeng did as he did, pried open Thitian's mouth, Zidie took out a few medicines from her bag, held them in her hand, and used spells to synthesize these medicines into a pill, and stuffed them into Thitian's mouth. But this guy opened his mouth blankly, holding the pill without any indication.

Zidie looked at Lu Xiaofeng and said that she needed some water to help him go. Lu Xiaofeng stood up crookedly, raised his hand, and pointed it at Thief Tian's mouth, but his arms still trembled unstoppably, so that the water flowing out of his fingers was shot everywhere, and even Lu Xiaofeng and Zidie who were standing aside were not spared.

Lu Xiaofeng, Zi Die and Tietian looked at Lu Xiaofeng like a chicken, and Lu Xiaofeng was almost crying again. Zi Die quickly distracted his attention and looked at Tietian and said, "Are you better? You can talk now, right?"

After a while, the medicine came up, and Stealing breathed deeply. Although his body was still shaking like a slam, his words could be said to be straightforward: "Oh my God, my God, what did Lu Xiaofeng just saw? Those mud dolls made by Uncle Ergen were actually alive. They almost killed Lu Xiaofeng."

Lu Xiaofeng said patiently: "Just just now, you mentioned an old priest called the cow in the silkworm cocoon. What's going on? Do you think the cow in the silkworm cocoon has something to do with this resurrection of the mud doll?"

"Lu Xiaofeng...Lu Xiaofeng knows nothing!" Because he was afraid of being retaliated by the priest, Thief refused to answer this question.

"Listen," Lu Xiaofeng strengthened his tone, "You have to know what you were doing just now. You entered this garment shop to prepare to steal. If you tell us something you know, Lu Xiaofeng can guarantee you that we will urge everyone not to pursue your actions tonight.

Otherwise, you have to know the consequences, and you will never be able to live in this Wenzong anymore. Who would like to live with a thief with unclean hands and feet?"

"Then..." Tie Tian measured it and finally said: "Can you keep it secret for Lu Xiaofeng? Lu Xiaofeng refers to the cow in the cocoon. Never tell the cow in the cocoon. The person who found his secret was Lu Xiaofeng."

Before Lu Xiaofeng could answer, Xiaoxiang Dong'er jumped to the front of the sky: "Why are you so troublesome? Don't bargain with us? If you hear it, answer immediately if you ask you, otherwise Lu Xiaofeng will not be sure that Lu Xiaofeng's bad temper will spare you."

The thief quickly nodded and bowed: "Yes, yes, Lu Xiaofeng understands!" He swallowed, and then said nervously, "Lu Xiaofeng also heard that there is a forest of Qiyefeng outside our city, and there is a not-too-large house outside that forest.

The cows in the cocoon live in that house. Lu Xiaofeng doesn't remember when he moved here. Anyway, Lu Xiaofeng only knows that when Lu Xiaofeng remembers, the guy already lived there. He has never done any tiring job, but he lives better than Lu Xiaofeng.

Because he is a sacrificial priest, his job is to prophecy and divination. Many people in the Wenzong have asked him to do their fortunes.

Lu Xiaofeng has never had contact with him in this regard, but Lu Xiaofeng has heard of many things about him. It seems that one of Lu Xiaofeng's friends, Muss, was the priest who resurrected his ideas.

"Please believe Lu Xiaofeng, what Lu Xiaofeng said is true. The dog of Mus was accidentally killed by Lu Xiaofeng, but at noon on the third day, Lu Xiaofeng saw it running on the street. Lu Xiaofeng believed in his eyes. Lu Xiaofeng recognized the dog just as Lu Xiaofeng recognized Lu Xiaofeng's left hand.

Lu Xiaofeng listened to the people who came back from the sacrificial hall more than once to talk about the cows in the cocoon, saying that he could control those dead or lifeless objects…”

Lu Xiaofeng looked back at everyone, solicited some opinions, and said, "If you were asked to take us to find him, would you agree?"

"Look for the cow in the cocoon of the old priest?" Chutian shook his head desperately, "No, this is impossible, Lu Xiaofeng will definitely not go!"

Xiaoxiang Dong'er threatened: "Do you know the consequences of not going?"

The boy stealing the sky was smart. He quickly replied: "Lu Xiaofeng doesn't know the consequences of not going, but Lu Xiaofeng knows the consequences of going.

You are not bad guys, otherwise you would have killed Lu Xiaofeng long ago. But Lu Xiaofeng can guarantee that if Lu Xiaofeng brings strangers like you to Qiyefeng Forest, Lu Xiaofeng will definitely be dead.

Can we give in to each other? This is not a bargaining with you in a transaction. Lu Xiaofeng said that all Lu Xiaofeng can do is tell you where he lives.

If you insist on Lu Xiaofeng taking you there, then Lu Xiaofeng can only tell you, please treat Lu Xiaofeng as you planned before, expose Lu Xiaofeng's crimes or drive Lu Xiaofeng out of this city."

Xiaoxiang Dong'er stared at her eyes: "If you don't go, Lu Xiaofeng can kill you now, do you believe it?"

"Lu Xiaofengxin, it's all dead anyway. Death in your writing is much simpler than the evil deeds of the cows that die in the cocoon." After saying that, he closed his eyes.

Xiaoxiang Dong'er was so angry that she lost her temper. Lu Xiaofeng turned to Zidie and said, "What medicine did you give him? Is it a medicine to treat timidity or a medicine to boost courage?"

Zidie spread her hands with a wry smile.

Lu Xiaofeng looked at the list of god-level authors of the mud dolls on the ground and said, "Lu Xiaofeng thinks, we can also ask the owners of these mud dolls."

"Mr. Ergen?"

"Yes," Lu Xiaofeng nodded, "Lu Xiaofeng thinks he might have some answers."

"Lu Xiaofeng refused," Li Mengji suddenly said, "Lu Xiaofeng thinks it's not good for us to do this."

Lu Xiaofeng glanced at his companion: "Why? Do you think there is anything inappropriate?"

Li Mengji shook her head irritably: "It's hard to say, Lu Xiaofeng can't explain it clearly. Anyway, Lu Xiaofeng doesn't want to and is unwilling to tell Uncle Ergen about these things,

Lu Xiaofeng felt that he didn't know much more than us. He just made these clay dolls, which didn't mean what kind of person he was. Lu Xiaofeng could conclude that he was not an evil person, and he could not input any evil nature to these clay dolls."

Everyone looked at Li Mengji and considered another meaning that Li Mengji said.

Lu Xiaofeng wiped the snot flowing out of crying and came to Li Mengji: "Lu Xiaofeng knows what Li Mengji thinks. He treated the old man as his own..."

"Lu Xiaofeng," Lu Xiaofeng interrupted Lu Xiaofeng, "We all know what you want to say, but it is better not to say some things, do you understand?"

Yes, everyone understands that for Li Mengji, who has never had his second uncle since childhood, this kind uncle will give him a kind of spiritual comfort. If he regards the uncle as the second uncle of the spiritual author, no matter from which angle it is, it is cruel to suspect an uncle like this.
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