The master of metaphysics became rich in the 80s!

Chapter 120 Soul is hard to find
Qiao Yimo inexplicably felt that Zhou Nianci was a little different from before, she was only Xiao Bailian before, why did she tear her face today?

"Forget it, I don't have that ability." Qiao Yimo didn't want to continue arguing with her.

Zhou Nianci just took a deep look at her, the hatred in his eyes made Qiao Yimo feel a little uncomfortable.

She just told the truth, so you don't hate her so much, do you?

Zhou Nianci didn't speak any more, but quickly put away the remaining grievances, and left in a flash.

The surroundings finally quieted down, Qiao Yimo turned his head and stared at Fu Moshen, "What the hell is going on!"

What she pointed at was the sword in Fu Moshen's hand.

It showed its might just now, and this sword was made by Shen Shishenghua!
Fu Mo lowered his eyes deeply, feeling a little depressed, "It is Shen Shisheng."

"He is a person, how could he be a sword!" Qiao Yimo was still in disbelief.

Fu Mo sighed deeply. In fact, he already knew that Shen Shisheng was an artifact he personally forged many years ago. It was named Longyin Huanhai Sword, and he had been fighting with him all the time, but he lost it after the battle with the ghost king many years ago.

By chance, it turned into a teenager and has been looking for Fulong all these years wandering in the world.

But after a long time, Shen Shisheng liked all kinds of things about being a human being. He could eat all kinds of food, play games, and most importantly, feel human emotions.

After Fulong's awakening, Shen Shisheng specifically looked for him. If Shen Shisheng changed from a human to the Dragon Yin Huanhai Sword, he would never have the chance to become a human again.

So after careful consideration, he decided that he would never want to become a weapon in the future.

Fu Moshen also thinks that although Shen Shisheng was forged by himself, it is also a chance to transform into a human form now. If he no longer wants to be a sword, he respects Shen Shisheng's choice.

It's just that Shen Shisheng, who was so determined not to make a sword before, would turn himself into a sword again when he saw that Fu Moshen and Qiao Yimo were in danger.

Fu Moshen did not tell Qiao Yimo everything, fearing that those details would remind her of her previous identity.

Now Qiao Yimo still has hidden wounds on his body, and he must be carefully protected.

"But... I still want to do a lot of things with him..." Thinking of the scene of Shen Shisheng taking her to play games while being disgusted, and when Shen Shisheng was protecting her, she was really reluctant.

Qiao Yimo had already regarded Shen Shisheng as his younger brother.

Seeing her sad appearance deeply, Fu Mo felt a little sour in his heart, but he didn't want Qiao Yimo to be sad, so he stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms.

"Don't worry, he can still talk, but he is no longer in human form."

"really?"

Qiao Yimo looked down at the long sword in Fu Moshen's waist with tears in his eyes, and reached out and gently touched the hilt. "What are you doing, don't touch my head!" Shen Shisheng's voice came from the scabbard.

Qiao Yimo was startled, but she could really speak.

He stretched out his hand again and touched the hilt of the sword.

"You're never finished! Didn't you tell me not to touch it!"

Shen Shisheng was so angry that he almost jumped out of the scabbard.

Qiao Yimo's mood immediately improved a lot.

Fu Mo looked at her lovingly and smiled.

Gao Ming's matter is over, and the remains of those victims have notified Joan that they have come to deal with them.

Now only Gao Lang's soul is still in her magic weapon.

Just when Qiao Yimo was worried, her elder brother rang loudly.

She looked down, and it was Meng Hui, the owner of the haunted house, who called.

My heart skipped a beat, the haunted house had been dug up in a mess without Meng Hui's knowledge, so it's not like he's here to settle accounts with him now, is it?

Qiao Yimo picked up the phone cautiously, "Hello, Miss Meng...Okay, I'll go right away."

After hanging up the phone, the smile that was originally on his face collapsed in an instant.

"What's wrong?" Fu Mo frowned deeply and rubbed Qiao Yimo's cheek, he couldn't see Qiao Yimo's expression the most.

"Miss Meng told me to go to the haunted house quickly."

"It's just a haunted house, so it's better if I bought it." Fu Moshen was rich and powerful.

Qiao Yimo shook her head, she also has the money, but she still needs to explain this matter to Meng Hui, if she can't do it, she will bear all the losses.

Seeing her persistence like this, Fu Moshen couldn't say anything.

The two rushed to the haunted house. Inside the layers of seals, the petite figure stood at the door, looking down to see clearly.

Qiao Yimo hurried over, "Miss Meng, I'm sorry to keep you waiting."

Meng Hui raised her head abruptly, and looked back and forth between her and Fu Moshen with a cold face.

Qiao Yimo's heart beat wildly, and Meng Hui, who was always smiling, had a cold expression on why she was so scary.

"You finally dare to show up? What's going on with this house? You should know best, right?"

"Miss Meng, listen to my explanation..."

Qiao Yimo bowed fiercely, ready to explain the whole thing clearly, but Meng Hui, a little human girl, would she be frightened by such a murder case?
Meng Hui walked down the steps, and the sound of kicking hit Qiao Yimo's heart.

She was even more nervous.

Suddenly a pair of delicate little hands supported her and lifted her up.

There was a faint smile on that playful face, "Don't be nervous, I wasn't questioning you just now."

Not questioning her, who is that questioning?
It's obvious that she is the only one here... No, there is also Fu Moshen.

Sure enough, after Meng Hui finished smiling at her, she turned her head and turned to Fu Moshen with a cold face, "Should you explain?"

Fu Moshen twitched the corner of his mouth, "This has nothing to do with me, but are you really okay if you leave your post like this?"

"You don't need to worry about my work." Meng Hui snorted, very arrogant.

"Do you know?"

Qiao Yimo was a little dumbfounded.

"Probably." Fu Moshen was a little embarrassed.

Qiao Yimo looked at Meng Hui curiously. She had already turned her head to settle the loss. No matter who did it, she was determined to make Fu Moshen pay for it.

"What does Miss Meng do? How do you know her?"

"This... do you know Granny Meng?"

Fu Mo was silent for a long time, and finally spoke out.

Qiao Yimo was completely stunned. What Fu Moshen was talking about was the Meng Po who was always stationed by the Naihe Bridge and provided Meng Po soup for the souls who came and went?
"Meng... mother-in-law?"

Fu Moshen nodded, "Yes, it's exactly what you think."

Qiao Yimo always felt that something was wrong, but Meng Hui had already come out of the house, staring at Qiao Yimo for a while.

"You still have a soul?"

When Meng Hui said this, Qiao Yimo suddenly remembered that he still had the magic weapon that Gao Lang had collected on him.

She quickly took it out and was about to release Gao Lang when Meng Hui held her arm.

(End of this chapter)