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Song Mi also gave her a conch as big as a fist.

"If the eight souls are inside, it might be difficult for the police to find their information, but you can tell them and help them return home. You can also choose to listen or not."

Song Mi knew that asking her to do this might be cruel, but Zhang Xiaohui was in a very bad state right now. Her soul was already half-detached. If she didn't find something to do to make her feel meaningful, she might not be able to hold on for much longer...

Although this is a person's destiny, Song Mide has no control over it.

Moreover, judging from the police's expressions, it was already good enough that they believed that she was a Feng Shui master who was looking for things and fortune-telling. If they were asked to believe that she had given them more information, they might not trust her too much and would only be wasting their energy on proving themselves.

Zhang Xiaohui held the conch and didn't say whether she would do it or not. She just said in a hoarse voice, "Thank you."

Li Lan and Zhang Hao expressed their gratitude again. Zhang Hao asked Li Lan to take Zhang Xiaohui to the car and stayed behind.

"Master, your help to us this time is a great favor. We will remember it for the rest of our lives, but I will definitely not give you less in compensation."

Seeing Zhang Hao take out his cell phone, Song Mi, who had been missing for so many days, finally remembered that he didn’t have a cell phone!

Song Mi looked at Ruoqin, who had been silent beside him. Ruoqin silently took out his old Nokia phone, which could only be used for making calls and playing Snake...

This money can't be collected.

Song Mi smiled awkwardly, pretending to be profound. "Today's matter is also to eliminate evil for the people. Whatever cash you have, please give it as a token of your gratitude to the gods for their help."

Song Mi also knew that in this day and age, few people carry cash!

It might be a losing deal!

Zhang Hao was indeed in a dilemma. He suddenly remembered something and went back to the car. He took out his three hundred yuan from the driver's waist cushion. Li Lan also took out twenty yuan from her pocket.

About three hundred yuan, in both small and large amounts.

Zhang Hao was a little embarrassed when he handed her the money. "Don't worry, Master. I'll go to the city to get the money and send it to you later."

In their line of work, debt is generally not tolerated, and besides, she said it was just a casual price, so charging her extra fees a second time would be another matter of consequence.

Song Mi only asked him to do more good deeds and accumulate merits in the future.

Watching the disappearing convoy, Song Mi turned back to look at the wronged souls standing neatly in the yard. She looked at Ah Qing, and her mood became complicated.

She didn't expect that Ah Qing would suddenly wake up.

"You have committed the sin of killing." Song Mi said, "Your next life may not be very smooth."

Ah Qing acted like a ghost, but his eyes were clear. “It doesn’t matter. No matter how bad things get, they won’t be like this in this life.”

Song Mi set up a purification array and let them in.

After activating the formation, the golden rune acted like a conductor, and the resentment flowed into Song Mi's body along the rune, while Song Mi's dark blue spiritual energy entered the formation.

Ruoqin mainly practiced formations. Although his experience and spiritual power were mediocre, he quickly realized that this was no ordinary purification formation!

This is a soul-sucking formation!

The person who sets up the formation absorbs the spiritual energy or evil energy of the people in the formation to strengthen himself.

Even though Song Mi changed the soul-absorbing array into a purification array, its essence is still to absorb the spiritual energy of others. The righteous will not practice this kind of skills!

Song Mi had just recovered her spiritual power, and her body was a little overwhelmed by absorbing so much resentment at once, but fortunately there was no serious problem.

Looking at the girls in front of him whose faces had returned to cleanliness, Song Mi suppressed the discomfort in his body and smiled.

"Don't be afraid. When you go down later, just say that it was the Immortal Venerable Tianji who sent you here, Song Mi. They will give you a good rebirth."

After Yaya regained her appearance, she showed surprise on her face. She was also a pretty and lovely girl. "Sir, do you know anyone from the underworld?"

Of course, both the Black and White Impermanence had been beaten by her before. "If you see the Black and White Impermanence, tell them to come to me for a drink!"

Yaya agreed in a daze.

Ah Qing held onto Yaya, looking forward to it like when they had gone out to play together before.

Although they left forever, they can finally be reborn.

After Song Mi used his spiritual power to teleport them all away, the black energy that was trying to escape from his palm was forcibly suppressed back by Song Mi.

The fierce red light in Song Mi's eyes disappeared in an instant. He turned around and caught a glimpse of Ruoqin's vigilant eyes. "Why are you scared?"

"You are a heretic." Ruoqin said.

Ever since Song Mi came to their Taoist temple, this fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy has always looked old-fashioned.

"What is evil?" Song Mi asked back.

"Your technique is improper, unorthodox, and harmful to people."

"Have I harmed anyone?"

Ruoqin was unable to answer the question. Although Song Mi did not harm anyone, he still believed that such means were ultimately unfair.

Song Mi was not annoyed. There were many people who questioned her, otherwise she wouldn't have picked fights with others every day.

Although those people deserve to be beaten.

But Ruoqin is indeed a child. Does she, who is thousands of years old, still want to argue with a child?

"Let's go, how do we get back?"

"We can only walk back." Ruoqin looked at the long mountain road at the entrance of the village and felt scared.

Twenty-eight kilometers back! I'm exhausted!

Song Mi took out some money and said, "Let's take a taxi, or ask the villagers to take us and pay us."

Ruoqin looked at her and said, "You have to donate half."

?

If you speak diligently, according to the rules, you must donate half of the merit from each karmic gain.

The total is only three hundred and twenty, and half of it has to be donated!

Song Mi was incredulous. "That's all we have. Let's take a bus back and have a meal. The rest is gone. You still want me to donate?"

Song Mi refused to agree, and Ruo Qin refused to move. After two minutes of stalemate, a man appeared on the road on a broken tricycle.

"You go and stop him." Song Mi said.

Why didn't she stop it herself?

Are you kidding? She is the most favored disciple of the dignified Tianji Immortal Lord, and now she wants to run over to stop a broken tricycle. If this gets out, will she still be able to survive?

"You donate first." Ruoqin was so stubborn that it was a headache.

"Then do I have to go back before I can donate?"

"Then you agree first."

"Row."

Ruoqin then waved from a distance towards the roadside and ran over while calling "Uncle".

In fact, she could have just absorbed the resentment of those girls, but they were supposed to be innocent and beautiful girls. She would not be at peace if she could not reincarnate cleanly and beautifully.

Therefore, extra spiritual energy was consumed to help them restore their appearance before death. The consumption of spiritual energy made it difficult to suppress the resentment in the body for a while.

When he pressed down again, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a black aura.

Now it’s still... too weak.

Ruoqin finally made peace with the old man. When she turned around and waved to Song Mi, she saw Song Mi wipe the blood from his lips and frowned at the blood on his clothes.

"Fellow Daoist! Master agrees."

Song Mi could only wipe the blood from his palms on the hem of his clothes and walk over.

When Song Mi got into the car, Ruoqin helped her, which surprised her.

On the way back, they passed by the local market. Ruoqin got off the bus and Song Mi saw him go to a roadside clothing stall and pointed the stall owner in Song Mi's direction.

Song Mi probably guessed what he was going to do, and held up his face as he watched the stall owner get a pair of pants and a piece of clothing for Ruoqin.

When Ruoqin came over with the clothes, she met Song Mi's inquiring eyes with a smile. She lowered her head embarrassedly and handed the clothes to her.

"Your clothes are dirty, wear this first."

"Didn't you say I was a heretic?"

"You are the master's guest..." Ruoqin said.

Song Mi was actually just lacking in spiritual energy right now, and after a short rest, a body cleansing technique would be enough.

But she was really surprised that he could buy clothes for himself.

Ruoqin also bought a few buns, and the two of them ate them in the back of the car while swaying all the way back.

Ruoqin suddenly remembered, "That conch shell belongs to my master, right?"

"correct."

"My master will scold me when he comes back." Ruoqin rarely showed a nervous expression.

That was given to Master by his great-grandmaster when he was traveling with him in his childhood. Master has always cherished his great-grandmaster's relics.

"He didn't scold me." Song Mi said calmly.

“…” It turns out that the evil demons are not good people.

When the two were not paying attention, a young girl in a roadside shop took a photo of them.

City X, Sicheng Group Building.

"Mr. Si, there's news about your wife." When Qin Mu received the photo, he immediately went to find Si Qicheng.