"We don't need such a thing yet." Before Qin Mu could speak, Hong Lian could only say lightly, her tone was indifferent as if she was just talking about ordinary things.

The old man put the tip in his hand again with a little embarrassed look, scratched his head embarrassedly and said, "I also see that you really need this thing, right?"

Qin Mu smiled and said nothing.

Looking at the few paper cuts on the old man's hand, Qin Mu said with some confusion: "Are these things sealed?"

"Yes." The old man carefully put the paper-cuts in his arms, looked at Qin Mu, with a smile on his face, and seemed to have not given up on his words to Qin Mu. He smiled, and then said, "By the way, do you want to think about it? After all, these things are fresh, and I remember it seems that you asked for five requests, right?"

Qin Mu smiled embarrassedly, and the kind of respect he felt for the old man in his heart. Because of such words, the other person's image greatly reduced Qin Mu's heart. He had successfully transformed from a kind old man to an uncle who promoted products.

Seeing Qin Mu like that, the old man understood and smiled embarrassedly, his eyes were quite soft, but Qin Mu could clearly feel the old man's anger: "That's it, I won't bother you anymore, dinner will be sent here later."

As he said this, he turned around and was about to leave. When he was about to step out of the barrier at the door, he could only hear the old man turn his head: "By the way, I forgot to remind you that this weekdays, sleeping and other things keep the house tight, and don't go out and wander around at night. Qincheng is not a big city, and there is no electricity here, so occasionally when the armor guards can't see clearly... there will be some problems, causing some unnecessary misunderstandings."

After the old man finished speaking, he walked out of the door.

Qin Miao and others outside the door looked at the old patriarch who had just come out of the courtyard with shock, all of which were petrified.

"Why is the old patriarch here?" Qin Miao murmured, looking dull.

"I'm very strange inside?" The old patriarch no longer had the gentleness of Qin Mu's speech during his speech. On the contrary, he was cold and frosty, as if the other party owed him how much money he had.

"It's all gone, go and do whatever you should do, so you're here." The old patriarch, who had always been serious, actually swears. Everyone was shocked but no one dared to continue asking why, and quickly pack up and get out of here. If this old guy goes crazy, it will be much scary than that drought.

"Grandpa~~" Just as the old patriarch was walking towards his palace after he was driving everyone away, he heard such a sound coming from behind. The ending sound was so coquettish that it made people feel goose bumps.

Without looking behind him, the old patriarch knew who was standing behind him. He was almost at his palace, and there were few pedestrians around him. This kid probably had been following him all the time.

"Qin Miao." The old patriarch said with a expressionless face: "Come with me."

"Yes, grandpa!" The strange eyes behind him lit up, and he keenly realized something was wrong, so he followed him all the way. Sure enough, the old patriarch still had something to say.

"I don't understand why you have to travel thousands of miles to find Qin Mu. Don't say that the entire clan has no such strange physical attributes, isn't it just wood attributes?" Qin Miao was directly taken by the old patriarch into the small house full of rankings that had been received by Qin Mu before, and said in a coquettish voice.

If Qin Mu was here at this time, just Qin Miao's delicate voice could kill him in seconds, a big man would be ashamed as a woman. It would be fine if he was embarrassed at his man, but what would be the matter of being embarrassed at his grandfather?

"You have guessed it yourself, why do you still ask me?" The old patriarch's eyes were full of smiles. When he looked at Qin Miao, he also shaved his little nose intimately. This kind of gentleness was not the case when facing Qin Mu.

"You want him to be cannon fodder?"

"There is this reason, but not all." The old patriarch sighed and said.

"But he is also a child of the Qin family, grandfather..." Qin Miao looked at the old man in front of him with some confusion.

A faint smile appeared on the corner of the old patriarch's mouth: "What do you think? Qin Mu's most critical and precious is not the wood attribute, but his own blood, the blood of the legendary person." As he said this, he took out the pieces of paper that had been hidden in his arms from his arms and placed them on the candlelight and slowly lit them.

"This is not..." Qin Miao didn't see clearly outside the barrier before, but now, when his grandfather took out this thing, he suddenly widened his eyes.

"It's Shikigami." The old patriarch smiled slightly, his face unclear: "Their power seems to be somewhat unexpectedly powerful."

"Grandpa, these are just tests?" Qin Miao's face showed surprise.

"Or what do you think?" The smile on the old patriarch's face became even more obvious: "Does this kind of thing be done without knowing the other party at all?"

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At this time, Qin Mu and others were tidying up the entire yard in Qin Mu's courtyard.

Now, under the enthusiastic moves of the few of them, the yard is already full of holes. It is not exaggeration to be able to fall into a fight in just two steps.

Qin Mu made two Shikigamis with talisman paper. This is the simplest type of white and fat villain who can only be used to carry things. This kind of thing is usually used by psychics because it is the simplest and most basic thing. The method of making this thing can be seen everywhere in the warehouse of the psychics association.

In fact, only the legendary Yin-Yang magicians are good at this thing, but this profession has completely disappeared. After several large-scale wars, people in the Dharma-Ending Age did not even know the specific source of this profession. They only know a title and the most basic techniques that have been disclosed.

The two short and fat men made by Qin Mu became porters, while he himself sat on the ground, constantly restoring his spiritual power.

"Why do I always feel something is wrong?" Qin Mu sat on the ground, watching Honglian manipulating his flames and turning into human form to help level the ground. His two short and fat men could only do some rough work, not as delicate as Honglian.

That's natural. After all, after all, your short and fat man doesn't need to worry about it after making it, so you can ignore it.

Honglian has to put in the effort to operate it.
Chapter completed!