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Chapter 20(2/2)

Why did he stay in a room with him, but he left Hai Jing, who was not capable, alone?

The white shadow from last night was most likely the soul thief who was in the city. It followed them all the way and even entered the Qingqiu Pavilion, probably because it came for Feng Rugu.

If he is always by Feng Rugu's side, if it cannot find a way to start, it will probably try to attack his fellow travelers.

Therefore, Ru Yike set up a special air shield to protect everyone from harm.

If the air shield is broken, he will definitely notice it as soon as possible.

However, when he came to see this morning, he found that the air shield was broken.

...It was broken silently.

There was only one person in the Qingqiu Pavilion who could set up such evil strategies and use this method to break the air mask.

...He made Hai Jing alone in a room and became the most easily broken bait for Bai Ying, and deliberately broke his air cover and waited for the soul-stealing person to take away his soul.

"If you use the Buddhist body protection qi shield, it will be difficult to solve. But what you use... is the Taoist body protection qi technique my senior brother taught you."

At this time, Feng Rugu still had the heart to joke: "Little Hongchen, he is not good at learning skills."

His shoulder bones made a slight sound.

Feng Rugu was in pain, gritted his teeth and said "um". The blood on his face faded seventy, but there was still a smile on the corner of his mouth. He stretched out a finger and made a little spiritual seal on Ruyi's wrist: "Last night, I had laid a trace of pursuit in the three souls and seven spirits of Haijing. Now... um... The little monk's soul should have been taken to Mizhi Mountain by someone. Master Ruyi might as well follow this instructions and chase it earlier to avoid..."

Before Feng Rugu could finish his words, Ruyi overthrew him on the couch and left with a cold face.

Last night, Haijing said that others were not bad.

Now it seems that it is a lie.

After Rubing her sleeves, Luo Fuchun was angry and annoyed, and only felt that Feng Rugu's method of killing the murder was too disgraceful: "Master, how can you do this?! Even if you want to use the little monk, you have to say to him in advance and get his consent. What if the White Shadow is a person of the Demonic Way and the soul is for soul refining, then wouldn't he be a living dead person for the rest of his life?!"

"That can also be used to find the soul-stealing person to prevent the next victim from appearing." Feng Rugu grinned and gently moved his shoulders, "If he passes the world with his own will, even if he dies, he will die and ascend to the Western Paradise."

Luo Fuchun was anxious and felt that the person in front of him was disgusting again: "Then why don't you spend your life with the world?"

Sang Luojiu was shocked: "Senior Brother! Be careful of your words!"

Feng Rugu held his shoulder and said lightly: "Are they worthy enough?"

Luo Fuchun roared: "What kind of master do you do? What kind of gentleman do you think?!"

Feng Rugu sat down beside the Haijing bed: "My senior brother Chang is a gentleman, and I Feng Rugu is the evil in the Tao. If you are so eager for the bright and clear moon, it is better to just take my senior brother as your teacher."

Luo Fuchun was so angry that tears were about to fall, and he grabbed the door and chased Ruyi.

...The little monk has been with them for the past two days, and he shouldn't have been treated as bait by his master and sacrificed in vain.

At least he wants to save the little monk.

The two left one after another, Sang Luojiu was silent for a long time and lowered his head and said, "Master, you could have done something more hidden..."

If he did it, he would have a way to let the little monk do bait, and no one would doubt himself.

Feng Rugu refused to answer, and only took out the blaster from the storage bag: "Go and see your senior brother, take care of him and tell him not to go wild."

Sang Luo wanted to speak for a long time but stopped, but finally bowed respectfully: "Yes, Master."

All three of them left, and Feng Rugu was left alone in the house.

Feng Rugu twisted the bamboo tobacco leaves, lit it with a cigarette lamp, closed his eyes and sucked it for a while, and his tense shoulders were looser.

Only after a bag of cigarettes can his shoulders move slightly.

He lowered his head and opened the storage bag and took out a small treasure bag, which was the "Heaven Soul" and "Linghui" lost by Hai Jing.

Feng Rugu held the thing he had stolen from last night in his palm, looked carefully for a moment, took out a soul and a spirit, and gave it to the little monk.

Soon, the little monk frowned and muttered twice in his dream, as if he was about to wake up.

Feng Rugu gave him a point of guidance, and his meridians suddenly became weak and he fell asleep again.

Confirm that the sound of the moment could not wake him up, Feng Rugu got up and walked to the small table in the house, poured out two cups of hot tea, put one in front of him, and pushed the other to the opposite of the table, with his movements leisurely.

His lips and face were still pale because of shoulder pain.

He whispered: "I have managed to get the person away."

There was silent in the room and no one answered.

Feng Rugu slightly raised his voice: "Sir, you stole the souls of many people and attracted monks from Hanshan Temple to return to their hometown to visit relatives and killed them to abandon their corpses, forming part of the blood pen of Feng's character. He also tried to leave beech trees and leaves under the body of my fiancée. Every piece of them was to lead me down the mountain and lure me here. Now, I am alone here, why not come to meet me?"

He held his chin and smiled, "...Is it possible that I am blaming me for holding the young monk's guilt of losing his soul on you for no reason, and are you angry?"

After a while, a slight fluctuation appeared in the air in the room.

A nearly transparent white figure stood in front of Niao Niao, who was experiencing the fog, and could not see clearly. The sound was very clear and clean: "Since Yun Zhongjun's heart is like a mirror, I'll forgive me for saying something..."
Chapter completed!
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