Xu Ping fell from the sky, thinking to himself that with Uncle Jiu as his support, there was no need to worry about not being able to become the king.
Uncle Jiu glanced at the willow sword in his hand and praised: "What a magical weapon!"
Xu Ping was startled for a moment, then smiled and praised: "What a good talisman."
The two looked at each other for a long time and laughed at the same time. In this world, a close friend is more difficult to find than a good match.
"Brother Xu, Master, what are you laughing at?"
Gu Nianhua tilted her head and asked, unable to understand why they were laughing.
Uncle Jiu was startled for a moment, then suddenly laughed and said, "It's nothing, I just suddenly wanted to have a drink with Xiao Xu."
Xu Ping also put away his willow sword and said with a smile: "It just so happens that I also have this intention."
They were chatting happily when a burst of urgent shouting interrupted them.
"Shuang'er, Shuang'er..."
"Uncle Jiu, look quickly, why hasn't Shuang'er woke up yet?" Wang Yuanwai looked anxious, lying on the ground, gently touching his daughter's cheek, his face full of distress.
There were still three claw marks hanging on her pale face. The wounds were very deep and would definitely leave scars even after they were healed in the future.
As soon as he saw these three claw marks, Wang Yuanwai's heart throbbed with pain.
Zhang Huairen remained silent and knelt on the ground, his eyes red.
Xu Ping used Zhanzhan Qi Technique to take a look at it, and thought to himself: The soul is damaged and incomplete. It won't be done in this life, that's it.
"Wang Yuanwai..."
Uncle Jiu put away his smile, looked solemn, and sighed: "The demon soul has occupied Miss Wang's body for a long time, and it has a tendency to gradually merge. Therefore, Miss Wang's soul is also slightly damaged..."
Hearing these words to the king's ears was no less than listening to a book from heaven. He asked directly: "What will happen?"
Uncle Jiu shook his head: "This situation can take as short as three to five days or as long as three to five years. Well... Mr. Wang, you must be mentally prepared!"
Uncle Jiu did not explain the next words.
But Wang Yuanwai knew very well that no matter how difficult it was, it would just be like this for the rest of his life.
For a moment, I burst into tears.
Wang Yuanwai wiped his tears with his sleeves and said: "Thank you very much, Uncle Jiu, and Mr. Xu..."
Xu Ping had no time to pay attention to him, he was busy.
Looking at the old father in front of him, Uncle Jiu thought for a long time and finally said: "Wang Yuan, in fact, there is no way to save your love, but if we fail, she will die."
After hearing Uncle Jiu's words, Wang Yuanwai fell into deep thought. After hesitating for a long time, he still sighed: "How certain is it?"
"One percent!"
"this……"
Wang Yuanwai's expression changed. What's the difference between this and committing suicide?
Seeing his situation, Uncle Jiu continued: "How about I prescribe a medicine first and let your daughter take it for a month, and then you make a decision?"
Wang Yuanwai learned from the painful experience, nodded with tears, and quickly asked some details and what he could do.
Just as Uncle Jiu and Yuan Wang were discussing the surgical plan...
…
There was a trance in front of his eyes, clouds and mist appeared, and the curvature of the corners of Xu Ping's mouth widened uncontrollably.
Yin Yang illustrated book, giving rewards:
Kill monsters: evil cat monsters.
Reward: ten years of Taoism.
A mysterious true energy poured into Xu Ping's body, quickly flowing throughout his body and cleansing his soul meridians.
Finally, like a river flowing into the sea, it returns to Dantian.
His quiet realization and increase in Taoism brought about changes in strength.
After a long time, he suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes filled with energy.
A light spot floated in front of Xu Ping. This was the cat demon's soul fragment, and it would dissipate after a while.
Xu Ping subconsciously reached out and grabbed a handful, like catching fireflies.
In an instant, memory pictures slowly flowed within the field of vision.
He saw the memory fragments burned into the depths of the cat demon's soul...
night.
The waning moon broke through the sky, and dark clouds were half-covered like a black veil.
A confused little white cat stepped on the rotten leaves on the ground and entered a forest, making no sound.
It is looking for food. There are many voles here and they can have a feast.
Suddenly, its ears perked up.
I saw a field mouse scurrying deep into the woods. It turned into a white shadow and followed closely behind.
immediately,
I saw the white cat in the night and it was a scene I will never forget.
Corpses worship the moon!
The standing zombies were so densely packed that there was no end in sight. They raised their arms high and bowed to the waning moon.
The evil spirit in the woods is condensed like ink, like substance.
The evil spirit is flowing through the bodies of the corpses.
Immediately, they gathered deep in the woods, above a grave.
Xu Ping was surprised when he saw this.
These zombies are not practicing cultivation, they seem to be tool corpses, absorbing the evil energy of the tomb.
It’s just that the little white cat’s field of vision is a bit short.
He couldn't clearly see the positions of the corpses, otherwise, he could also deduce what kind of formation this arrangement was.
After a while, what happened to the kitten was no longer interesting.
Wandering into a small forest by mistake, the evil spirit enters the body and accidentally opens the door to demon cultivation.
He swallowed the field mouse that had also been invaded by Yin evil spirits, and completely developed spiritual wisdom.
Later, I wandered all the way to the town, met Zhang Huairen and Wang Shuang'er, and was adopted by them...
When Xu Ping came back to his senses.
Uncle Jiu and Gu Nianhua stood in front of him, looking at him curiously.
Why are you looking at me like this... Xu Ping asked: Uh, are you okay?
Gu Nianhua was an honest person and said directly: "Master is looking at you, and I am also looking at you. I have no other intentions. You must not think too much..."
Good guy! Is your mouth a machine gun? You can’t stop!
In a daze again... Uncle Jiu thought about it carefully, and it seemed that every time we went out to do something together, he would be stunned for a long time.
"Xiao Xu, why are you often in a daze?"
Xu Ping was stunned when he heard this. He didn't expect Uncle Jiu to care about him so much. He then smiled and said, "I am praying for the deceased."
"Pray for what?"
"I pray that they will never meet me in their next life!"
…
The king also ordered to search everywhere in the house to prevent any injured or dead servants from being left unattended.
Only then did everyone realize that after this battle, four or five people in the house had died, and seven or eight people had their eyeballs pulled out by the cat demon, making them look bloody.
Wang Yuanwai gave pensions to everyone one by one, and the subsidies were not missing at all.
Knowing that Xu Ping ran a coffin shop, he purchased a coffin from him to bury his dead servant properly.
Xu Ping thought for a while and agreed.
Although the shop is empty, there are still more than twenty rotten coffins in the Yi Zhuang, which should be able to be scraped together.
Wang Shuang'er was carried back to the room.
But what he saw next made Uncle Jiu furious.
There were three people lying in the room, and the most eye-catching one was the concierge from before.
His face was bloody and bloody, one of his eyeballs was missing, and he was in a coma.
What made Uncle Jiu angry was that he was holding those demon-suppressing talismans in his hand.
There were two maids lying on the ground next to them. They were arranged to serve Wang Shuang'er.
When Wang Yuanwai saw this situation, his face turned green. He was so angry that he had no place to vent his anger.
Aiming at his bloody eye socket, he stepped hard.
"ah!"
With a cry of pain, the concierge let out a scream like a slaughtered pig.
Wang Yuanwai, who had been an official before, became angry and said with dignity: "Tell me, why do you have this talisman in your hand?"
The concierge covered his empty eyes, his consciousness of pain was a little blurry, and he even didn't know what to say.
After hearing this, I fainted for a while, and with my only remaining eye, I saw the talisman in my hand.
He was suddenly startled and hurriedly let go, subconsciously saying: "I don't have it, I didn't take it off."
Wang Yuanwai was ready to step on him again to vent his anger.
When this talisman was taken off, how many people died in the house, how could I not be angry?
"Wang Yuanwai, let me do it!" Xu Ping stopped him, his eyes flashed red, and he directly activated the art of labor.
In an instant, the concierge lost all his mind and spoke dully...
But while he was talking, he felt a splitting headache and was confused.
The more Uncle Jiu listened, the colder his heart became, and nameless anger burned in his chest.
Xu Ping listened halfway, and the power of the labor technique became a little stronger.
This person cannot be kept.
Just waiting for the concierge to explain everything, suffering from a splitting headache, he would be like those three hooligans.
Died of serious illness.
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Thanks to book friend Turen Wuliu for the tip, thank you~~