[Full-time Master Umbrella Repair] Su Muqiu congratulates 24 hours

No matter how many barbarians come to invade our territory of China, this horse will follow him through as many bloody fields as possible. "

"Heroes such as General Ke Li did not die in battle in the end, but were betrayed by their own confidants and ate food containing ginseng, and a generation of heroic souls fell. The place where he passed away was near Tong Village. And his precious blood horse could not bear the sorrow of his master's death and died, but he harbored resentment towards people."

The old village chief pointed tremblingly at the entrance of the village, and concluded hoarsely: "Then... it must be the ghost of General Li's horse!"

Su Muqiu was taken aback when he heard this, and really wanted to ask which teahouse this story was from, because animal spirits are not easy to resent, except for the Hu, Huang, Bai, Liuhui, and five great masters who are particularly humane and value each penny, the rest of the animal spirits are mostly straight-hearted , find the enemy and his descendants to kill, and those who can support the illusion are mostly resentful souls on horseback.But the old village head made a strong oath, so he could only half-believe and half-doubtly answer for the time being.

If it is really some kind of vengeful spirit of a thousand-mile horse, it is really beyond the control of ordinary people.

That's his business.

Su Muqiu comforted the old village head, and while the old man was drinking tea to calm his shock, he whispered to the empty place, "Ye Xiu."

There was no movement in the house.

So he yelled again, this time with a more serious tone, and made a hand gesture like an eagle's claw barb, and grabbed a black totem on the inside of his left wrist: "Ye Xiu! If you don't come out again, don't blame me for doing it!"

A male voice suddenly came out: "Okay, okay..."

Immediately afterwards, in midair, a phantom appeared floatingly.Like a drop of ink falling into the water, from a small piece of jet-black clothes and black boots, the figure gradually expanded and became clear, and it emerged out of thin air with legs crossed. It was a young man who was almost the same age as him.

The man lying crookedly in the air was only black and white, with black hair and black eyes, black clothes and black boots, but his skin was extremely white, so white that a thin layer of cyan appeared under his skin, as if he had never seen the light.As soon as he appeared in this small room, in broad daylight, a chilly wind blew out for no reason in the closed room. A good ghost, if he hadn't dangled the iron shackles and handcuffs that can only be used by ghosts dangling between the arms behind his head, I am afraid that some magic sticks with a little weak ability but who don't know the severity will come forward and shout .

The strange thing is that he is dressed in black and impermanent, but the black official hat on his head has four big characters "get rich at first sight" written on it, and there is a white jade wat inserted diagonally in the front of his clothes, which is incomprehensible to others. origin.

"Hi...Mu Qiu..." The man dragged his voice eeriely, as if speaking from the depths of the underworld, "You...come...la..."

Su Muqiu caught a glimpse of the old village chief trembling again, turned left and right nervously, Su Muqiu immediately pulled his hand, without saying a word, slammed the ghost messenger to the ground!

"Ouch! Pain, pain, Su Muqiu, there is someone like you who greets ghost messengers like this!"

"Oh, or did you think I would say, Master Ye Xiu, please come here?" Su Muqiu snorted, squinting at a certain ghost rolling on the ground with its head in its arms: "You don't even look at what this place is, it's here. You have a lot of yin, and the old man is weak, and when you show up, you try your best to let go of your yin and talk nonsense, is this to scare the village chief to go down to see your officer early?"

"That's wrong, so who can't be considered my chief... What kind of place is this?" Ye Xiu looked around, and seemed to realize that the location was not the ancient tomb that Su Muqiu used to borrow some money for, but human village.He sniffed it, and looked towards the entrance of the village as if feeling something, "Hmm... it smells like a wandering spirit, very strong. Who is in charge of this land? It's too obvious to be absent from duty..."

Seeing that Ye Xiu took out small letters and painted ghostly talismans on the jade wat, Su Muqiu smiled and put his hand on Ye Xiu's shoulder: "There is really a problem here? Brother Ye, if you hear it again, there is something wrong in this wandering soul." Doesn’t it smell like a horse? Is this horse wronged? Has it harmed anyone? Did it cause the illusion? If it’s really a fierce ghost who ran across the battlefield, I may not be able to do this, but if there are more impermanence..."

"I said Taoist Su, don't you think that ghost messengers are like ordinary spirits and ghosts. They can be beaten up and locked in the talisman and used as servants? Let alone the question of whether it is possible or not. I remember that you seem to have a finger on me. I can't beat them all!"

Su Muqiu plausibly said: "Saving someone's life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. As a ghost messenger, you are an official. If an official doesn't think about the people, isn't he a dog official? Don't worry, I won't let you do it for nothing. A box of paper money for you..."

"Don't burn it, don't burn it, where did you get the paper money, it's all counterfeit and shoddy, you'll be punished if you take it." Ye Xiu spread his hands helplessly.

"What can you help? Don't be the same as last time. When things come to an end, tell me that ghost servants can't do private work." Su Muqiu cautiously confirmed.

"You let it go, there is a lot of ghosts here, and I will help so that no one will notice."

Su Muqiu put on a triumphant expression, then went to the old village chief and told him to prepare black dog blood, glutinous rice, red string, and copper coins. If there is a butcher shop or butcher in the village, the copper coins should be taken from their shops as much as possible.And he took out a dozen high-grade talisman papers, and was busy making preparations in the not-so-large Tong village.

Ye Xiu raised his eyebrows, and studied Su Muqiu's bustling figure in bewilderment. He didn't notice the curiosity in his eyes that shouldn't exist, and shook the black iron chain engraved with special runes in his hand.

The golden light flashed on the inconspicuous rune, and if there were any other practitioners with a little knowledge here, they would be horrified to see that this is a forbidden curse that shatters the soul in one blow, destroys it in ashes, and prevents it from being reborn forever!

"Old Han and Xiao Zhang won't be wrong, right? This doesn't look like the reincarnation of a murderous soul who has killed tens of millions of people. From my point of view, this guy has burnt high incense for three lifetimes and it's almost the same..." Ye Xiu muttered , Lang Hao hurriedly wrote the last few words in Xiaokai, and flicked his fingertips, the string of ink characters emerged from the jade wat, solidified and shrunk in mid-air, and disappeared without a trace.

"Ye Xiu! Come and help!" Su Muqiu shouted, waving a cinnabar pen.

"Oh."

Ye Xiu responded, easily playing with the extremely dangerous Lianzi, and followed Su Muqiu's breath to find it.

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set up:

Taoist Su x Guichaye

Su Muqiu thought that he was lucky enough to be tied to a ghost messenger to be driven by him, and he could do anything with peace of mind. In fact, Ye Xiu was ordered to supervise him, and Su Muqiu would kill him on the spot if he made a mistake.

For some reason, Ye Xiu has very weak eyesight, basically relying on smell and perception, like a shark

16:37 Keywords: Little R_妷

17. 【Umbrella Repair】Keywords: Little R_妷

Ye Xiu looked at his fish tail curiously.

Oh, what an interesting experience it is to change races as soon as you travel through time.

He was sitting on a chair, touching the big bright silver tail, and when he was trying what kind of movements the fish tail could do, his younger brother squatting in front of him stared at him with black eye circles, and handed him a small doll : "You take it."

"What is this?" Ye Xiu asked.

The little doll is about the length of a palm, made into a Q-version figure with blurred growth and unknown gender. The material is similar to silicone, but it feels much better in the hand, but it feels wet to the touch. What is it.

Under Ye Qiu's instruction, Ye Xiu bent his tail slightly, and gently clamped the little doll around the knee bend in his senses, and made a very weird pose.

Because the small doll is not slippery and the scales are smooth, I thought it would be difficult to clamp it, but it actually went smoothly. A cool feeling penetrated from the doll to the fish scales, and it felt quite comfortable. Ye Xiu squinted. squint.

"so?"

"Yes." Ye Qiu rubbed his eyes, tired to death, and said earnestly, "Brother, when you are in heat, if you can't help it, just do this, it can relieve you..."

"..." Ye Xiu said, "What are you talking about? I'm sorry I couldn't hear you because of the wind."

Ye Qiu paused word by word: "Fat, love, period."

17:37Keywords: New Haiyan*Latin Huang xSword slant related

18. Keyword: New Haiyan

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Continued from: pity in the metaphor

Ye Xiu felt that the back of his head was troubled.

Pushed by the slapstick student, his head was injured and he was hospitalized; the injury was not healed and he was unlucky enough to bump into Su Muqiu, dizzy, and was smeared with medicinal oil... And now...

He touched the back of his head, glanced at the blood stained on his fingertips, and when he put down his hands, he heard a familiar voice disapproving of his actions: "Don't touch it, I'll give you a medicine, and you'll be fine soon. "

"Thank you." Ye Xiu said sincerely, "Mu...Su Muqiu."

Su Muqiu paused the movements of his hands, continued to carefully apply the medicine for him, and muttered softly: "It feels so weird to be called by your full name."

"Then what do I call you?"

"How do you usually shout? Just shout like that."

Ye Xiu thought for a while, "Student Su?"

Su Muqiu was surprised: "You always call 'me' like that, Teacher Ye?"

The two looked at each other for a moment, then laughed.

"There's no time for joking." Wang Jiexi reminded, "The situation is not optimistic..."

Ye Xiu took a deep breath, listened to the echo of the banging on the temporary fence not far away, and the hollow roar, squeezed his still weak fingertips, raised his head and asked, "Where is this?"

Hearing this question, even Yu Wenzhou frowned: "Mr. Ye, I understand your confusion about the current situation, but now is not a good time..."

"Damn, why don't you tell him that everyone will die when the science popularization is over?!" Huang Shaotian shouted hoarsely as he struggled to get up.

"S city, near xx shopping mall."

Su Muqiu spoke suddenly.

"That's what you're asking, isn't it?"

"right.