Fortune tellers give eggs, the stepmother is a Taoist boss

Chapter 114
The previous hiding place was discovered by Ma Wei, so Jiang Fuyuan and Zhong Liefeng moved to hide in the trees in the courtyard.

Through the intertwined leaves, they could clearly see Ding Zhaoliu squatting down in the large iron cage in the courtyard, holding his father's paper stand-in in his right hand, and holding the temporary Ping An that Jiang Fuyuan had found in his left hand. symbol.

Jiang Fuyuan himself had forgotten when he drew this peace talisman. It was a wrinkled ball in his armhole, and the cinnabar lines on it were a little blurry. Fortunately, the color had not faded and it was still effective.

The iron cage was protected by a clear talisman. Ding Zhaoliu felt the air was fresh but not cold when he was in it. However, the two people hiding in the tree did not have such good conditions.

Zhong Lianfeng turned sideways and half-hugged Jiang Fuyuan in his arms, trying to shield her from the biting cold wind in the middle of the winter in Jingzhou.

The temperature got lower and lower in the second half of the night, and the hot breath between the two of them quickly condensed into a small cloud of white mist. Zhong Liefeng lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "Is it cold? Why don't you put your hand on me to warm it up."

Jiang Fuyuan raised her head slightly and could see a little blue color on his chin due to staying up late. She blinked: "My hands are not cold, but other places are cold."

Zhong Lianfeng: "Why is it so cold?"

Jiang Fuyuan raised her chin: "My mouth is cold."

Zhong Lianfeng: "..."

Jiang Fuyuan narrowed his eyes and raised the corners of his lips: "My wife, come and give me a kiss. Lend me some yang energy so that I won't be cold."

After saying that, she took the initiative to move forward, aimed at those two thin lips, and kissed them.

She grabbed Zhong Lianfeng's collar with both hands to maintain her balance. From the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Ding Zhaoliu under the tree, feeling as if she was stealing the fragrance in front of outsiders.

I have to say, it's pretty exciting.

Jiang Fuyuan didn't let go of his hands until he was almost out of breath.

With a pop, the lips parted, and the cold wind filled the space between them again.

Ding Zhaoliu, who was tense in the cage and was always paying attention to all the subtle movements, suddenly raised his head and looked at the two people's positions. In the night, the tree canopy perfectly covered their figures, and he could see nothing except a large dark shadow. arrive.

He asked in a low voice: "Xiangu, General Zhong, have you discovered anything..."

Zhong Lianfeng raised his hand and wiped away the water stains on his lips. Seeing Jiang Fuyuan smiling like a successful little fox, his eyes darkened and he replied hoarsely: "No."

"Oh..." Ding Zhaoliu shrank his neck and continued to be his bait.

At this moment, he felt a burning sensation in his right hand, and he couldn't help letting out a sigh.

The stand-in paper man fell from the palm of his hand and was quickly picked up by a claw extending from outside the cage the moment it was about to hit the ground.

The claws moved so fast that Ding Zhaoliu felt that he was just a blur in front of his eyes, and his father's stand-in paper man disappeared.

The muscles all over his body tensed up instantly, and he couldn't help shouting: "Xiangu! It's coming!"

Jiang Fuyuan, who was on the tree, immediately took out the jiemu and stared at the iron cage with squinted eyes.

Spirits have the instinct to avoid danger. When they are not sure whether the environment is safe, they will choose to hide their whereabouts.

They cannot act rashly at this moment.

Silence fell into the yard again, but it didn't last long. A faint sound of chewing came from the bushes behind the northwest corner of the cage.

Click, click, click... Gudong.

The horse's belly behind the bushes was still not satisfied after eating the paper substitute, and its squirming ugly face stared at Ding Zhaoliu in the iron cage behind the bushes.

There was a cry of a baby, and it shrank back and flew directly towards the iron cage like an ejection.

The horse's belly moved so fast that Ding Zhaoliu didn't see its appearance clearly, but the stench that came with the wind made him subconsciously throw out the thing he was holding in his left hand.

The peace talisman emits a golden light and turns into a golden lightning that appears out of thin air, making the horse's belly tremble.

The power of the talisman was too strong, and the horse's belly instinctively turned around to avoid it. The moment it slowed down, it heard two piercing sounds coming from the upper left.

First, Jiemu approached its face with majestic spiritual power, and the horse's belly retreated urgently. Zhong Lianfeng's sword in his sleeve followed closely, piercing through the thigh of the horse as it took a step back with a clang, knocking it back. Nailed firmly to the ground. "Woah woah woah -" the shrill wail resounded throughout Nuanyun Pavilion.

Zhong Lianfeng half-carried Jiang Fuyuan and jumped down from the tree where he was hiding and walked to the horse's belly.

"Shut up! You disturb people's dreams in the middle of the night. Do you have the qualities to do so?" Jiang Fuyuan slapped the horse's belly on the forehead with a piece of wood, as if he were training a disobedient beast in the house.

This was a purely physical blow, without any spiritual power. Therefore, although the horse's belly immediately swelled up with a big bump on his forehead, his mind was still clear.

Knowing that it couldn't offend the person in front of it, it endured the pain and whimpered.

"Xian, Xiangu, what kind of miracle is this talisman that can actually attract lightning in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Fuyuan turned around and saw Ding Zhaoliu holding on to the iron cage railing and looking at her with burning eyes.

The effect of the Peace Talisman was so cool that it really shocked him.

Was this the first time he saw golden lightning, or was it caused by the talisman he threw out? Rounding things off, doesn't it mean he summoned the Lightning Mother?

If Dali Temple encounters a prisoner who refuses to speak again in the future, all he needs to do is call in the Lightning Mother to chop him down. Wouldn't it be better than any torture to extract a confession?
Ding Zhaoliu waited eagerly for an answer, and Jiang Fuyuan casually said: "The miracle of Immortal Fuyuan."

"Xianzun Fuyuan is so powerful!" Ding Zhaoliu sighed with emotion and then asked, "Xiangu Mu, do you want to sell this talisman of yours?"

Jiang Fuyuan nodded immediately: "Sell."

Seeing that the two of them were about to start trading on the spot, Zhong Liefeng glanced at the horse's belly, which was twitching in pain and did not dare to move, and reminded: "Are we going to send it to Wanyuan?"

The timing is wrong, abort the transaction.

Jiang Fuyuan suppressed the idea of ​​making a bid and instead looked down at the horse's belly.

"Before sending it to Wanyuan, it has to spit out what it has eaten." She squatted down and pressed the ring wood against the horse's belly, and said with a smile on her face, "Should you take the initiative yourself, or should I help?" And you?"

The horse's belly shrank, and its ugly face that was always squirming wrinkled up. After a strange gurgling sound in its throat, it spat out a ball of yellow objects with a whoosh.

It is the paper stand-in for Marquis Qingyang.

After vomiting, a flattering smile appeared on its ugly face, and its front paws pushed the paper substitute with mucus at Jiang Fuyuan's feet.

Jiang Fuyuan was dissatisfied: "That's not it."

The horse's belly shrank again, and this time it closed its mouth tightly and retreated as if to resist. However, its hind legs were still firmly pinned by the sword in the sleeve, and it could not retreat anywhere.

Ding Zhaoliu was puzzled: "What else has it eaten? Didn't you just eat this paper man?"

Jiang Fuyuan snorted coldly: "A horse's belly is a cannibal. It can't be just willing to eat some paper balls."

Her eyes were focused on the horse's belly, which was covered with downy hair: "I guess your father is unconscious because it swallowed the human soul."

Humans have three souls, namely the heavenly soul, the earthly soul, and the human soul.The heavenly soul governs the qi of Taiqing Yang and Harmony, the earth soul desires human vitality, and the human soul is a mixture of yin qi and governs sleep and lust.

If a person is unconscious for a long time and cannot recognize people clearly, there is a high probability that the person is missing his soul.

After hearing her tell the truth, Ma Wei immediately lowered his head and pretended not to understand.

"Heh." Upon seeing this, Jiang Fuyuan sent the ring wood in his hand forward. One end of the ring wood fell into the down on the horse's belly, poking a shallow hole there, "As for me, I have always been like this. Virtue conquers demons."

Ma was delighted and secretly raised his eyelids to spy on her expression.

Jiang Fuyuan's eyes were cold. After meeting his eyes, he added coolly: "The virtue of martial arts."

Horse belly:…

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