Xuanmen Xiaoguo Shi is divination again

Chapter 468 Blood Talisman

Mo Junli was silent when he heard this, and then opened his mouth after a moment of deliberation: "A Ci, this artificially created false vitality...should only be used to continue life, right?"

"So, the wandering warlock is trying to save his life?"

"Using the merits of Xiao's ancestors and descendants, using the excuse of extending the life of Mrs. Xiao, to take the opportunity to extend your own life?"

"That's right, the fake vitality can indeed only be used to continue life." Mu Xici closed his eyes and nodded, the sarcasm on his face subsided slightly, replaced by the seriousness before, "And, this person The formation was set up extremely cleverly."

"Just looking at the feng shui of the Xiao Manor during the day, we can't find anything unusual at all. At most, we can see that the original situation of losing money has been changed into a life-sustaining formation."

"Combining with the old matriarch's lifelessness, it can be deduced that they modified this situation to renew the life of the old matriarch, make the most of his fortune of wealth and wealth, and try to let him lead the Xiao mansion to climb to the top again. .”

"Other than that, there's nothing else to push out."

"After all, who would visit Laoshizi Xiao's mansion at night when there is nothing to do?" The little girl squeezed the boy's palm lightly, then let go and took out a blank talisman from her bosom, "If it weren't for Sister Ye who grew up in the Spirit Palace and used the technique of looking at Qi It has already reached the realm of transformation..."

"I'm afraid even I can't see the weirdness in it."

After she finished speaking, she bit her fingertips, squeezed out two bright red blood beads, and then quickly drew a scarlet talisman on the paper with the blood color. It was firmly sealed in the talisman.

Mo Junli blew up the moment she bit her fingertips, and now she hastily pulled the little girl's fingers to look left and right, to confirm that the wound was no longer oozing blood, and then she was a little relieved Come.

"Write a blood talisman." A flash of sullen anger suddenly appeared in the boy's eyes, he pinched Mu Xici's wrist and gritted his teeth, "Did you not bring cinnabar with you when you went out?"

"Why do I need to bring cinnabar when I go out?" Master Mu asked innocently with staring eyes.

"Besides, if I want to secretly seal the energy mechanism of that wandering Taoist priest, it won't work with an ordinary cinnabar talisman."

"Anyone who can play Fengshui array to such a level can tell at a glance that he is a master. If I collect ordinary talismans, will I be noticed immediately?"

The blood talisman with the special hand formula is stronger than the ordinary talisman, and after sealing the karma, she can use her own aura to cover the original qi on the karma, so that she doesn't have to worry about being attacked by others. It was easy to notice.

"The current situation in the DPRK is chaotic enough. Before we have real evidence and figure out the identity and whereabouts of this person, it is really inappropriate to make more enemies, and it is not appropriate to startle the enemy."

"Identity... whereabouts, don't you already have some guesses in your mind?" Mo Junli lowered his head and blew on the little girl's fingertips, her long eyelashes half drooping, "Otherwise you will use my blood to write a blood talisman next time." Okay—it should work, right?"

"Then you have to learn how to write talismans first, and do it yourself." Mu Xici smiled with his eyes bent, and put the talisman into his sleeve indifferently, raised his hand to pat the young man's shoulder, and quietly shifted his focus, "As for Guess, we have already guessed, haven't we?"

"This visit to Xiao's residence only deepened the guess in my heart, and added a bit of rationality to this matter."

The walking god Mo Junli was stunned and stunned: "How do you say that?"

"It's easy to talk about, but the Xiao Mansion is not a good place to talk, let's talk about it in another place first," Mu Da Guoshi leisurely shrugged, "The thread is a bit long, I have to simply smooth it out."

Hearing the words, the young man stared at her for a long time, then stretched out his arms, and lifted the little girl onto his shoulders like a bag of rice. With lightness kung fu, he walked back to the prince's mansion without saying a word.

On the way, he knocked out two spies released by the Hou Mansion.

"... Mo Junli, why are you crazy? I can run by myself, and I don't need you to carry it... No, why do I have to carry it!" Master Mu was caught off guard and was carried all the way, and when he landed, his head had already been blown by the night wind I got dizzy.

This made her uncontrollably recall the first time she went to the waterside pavilion, the fear of being carried back in the middle of the night as a dumpling, subconsciously reached out and punched the boy twice in annoyance.

Mo Junli never cared about her, Gu Zi carried the person back to the study, threw her into the chair casually, ran to the window sill and took two deep breaths.

He was a little pissed.

The little girl cursed and stroked the long hair on the top of her head that was battered into a ball by the evening wind. It took a while to realize it belatedly, she got up and tugged on the sleeve of the boy by the window, and tilted her head: "Are you angry?"

"Warlocks write blood talismans, not only consume blood." Mo Junli answered irrelevantly, staring at the frosty moon in the sky without moving, "What else is consumed, energy, physical strength, luck, or something else?"

"Drawing talismans already consumes energy and stamina, but blood talismans consume a lot more energy than ordinary talismans, and a little bit more..." Mu Xici stared at the window frame and hesitated.

The boy asked in a cool voice, "A little bit of what?"

"...I don't know how to describe it. Anyway, it has something to do with luck, morality, and merit. If drawing a talisman that is troublesome and powerful, it may take a little time..." Mu Xi hesitated. Even more powerful.

Mo Junli refused to let go: "What?"

"...Fate." The little girl's voice trembled, her heart was at a loss. She didn't expect Mo Junli's mind to turn so fast.

Damn it, this old guy obviously hasn't read many Xuanmen books, so why is he so sensitive to this thing?

"Heh." The young man pursed his lips, sneered inexplicably, and suddenly turned around, "Then you still have the nerve to ask me."

This made the already hypocritical Mu Da Guoshi even more hypocritical.

"Just a little bit, really, and the power of the talisman I wrote tonight is not that great," Mu Xici rubbed his hands, "I just want to use my aura to cover up the Taoist's aura to prevent him from finding me Checked it out here."

"I didn't waste my life, so I spent a little more effort."

"Besides, this is not forced by the situation, it has to be forced... Ayan, don't be angry with me." The tongue of Master Mu's tongue was tied. She didn't expect that it was the first time in her life that she gave in to this. Old stuff!

"I'm not angry with you." Mo Junli shook his head and sighed silently, "I'm angry with myself."

It's too weak, if he learns faster, or remembers this earlier, or helps her get more hand tools, maybe the little master doesn't need to draw such laborious and troublesome blood symbols by himself up.

"Don't, don't, there's no need. You can't be in a hurry. You have to learn this thing step by step." The little girl panicked, grabbed Mo Junli and shook her hard, "Step by step, don't be in a hurry, do you understand?" ?”

"I know." The young man's face collapsed, his eyes turned red quietly, "That's why I'm even more angry."

　There are a million words, so hurry up to participate in the event
　　Make a wish with a million words and then take off
　　
　
(End of this chapter)