A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

"Here, the master has arrived, how is Xingqi?"

Cheng Huanhuan was most concerned about her son. After standing outside for a few hours, she kept thinking about her son lying on the bed.

"Hello, two masters, thank you for coming. Xingqi has been lying down since the morning, and his breath is getting weaker and weaker..."

Qiao Bin covered his face with his hands, his voice trembling uncharacteristically.

"Where is the child?"

Shu Ange leaned the umbrella to the entrance and asked indifferently.

"The child is lying in the bedroom, the two masters, please save Xingqi."

The couple both kneeled on the ground, Shu Ange nodded and walked towards the bedroom.

They felt that they could feel at ease by kneeling, and she would not deliberately stop them.

Xingqi was lying on the bed, breathless, as dry as a vegetable dragged with water. If it weren't for the fact that he was too thin and small, few people would have recognized this as a child.

Shu Ange put his hand on Xingqi's wrist. He was angry and was continuously drawn out. The whole person was like a power bank that was leaking electricity.

If the anger continues to be consumed like this, Xingqi will die before she finds a way to resolve it.

Shu Ange posted a few talismans from the bag, and stuck them on the four corners of the bed and on Xing Qi's forehead to stop the flow of anger.

After doing all this, Shu Ange got up and asked Qiao Bin and his wife, "Did the child bring back something that did not belong to him before he became ill."

"Something that doesn't belong to him?"

"We've all checked, and there's nothing weird around Xingqi. Some time before he got sick, he just had a birthday and received some birthday gifts. But they're all ordinary dolls, or small things like stationery."

The mother knows the child's condition best, and Cheng Huanhuan said without hesitation what he got before the disease.

Qiao Bin is a man of action. He dragged Xingqi's storage basket and treasure chest out of the corner.

"Master, these are all the novelty toys, and the gifts he received on his birthday are also inside."

Shu Ange crouched down and released a small spirit Gu from his sleeve.

Spirit Gu is easy to raise, it is very sensitive to the breath of magic, even if there is only a trace left, it can be caught immediately.

After the little Gu worm jumped into the storage basket, it drilled around, and finally stopped on a deformed robot that could move.

Boys like shape-shifting robots, Shu Ange took the robot out of the basket and put the spirit Gu back.

She dexterously fiddled with the robot, changed it into a new shape, and opened the small box hidden in the innermost part of the robot.

"Who sent this robot?"

Shu Ange asked Qiao Bin while taking out a hundred-yuan note wrapped in red thread from the box inside the robot.

"How can there be money in it, what's going on?"

Seeing that the master took out such a roll of money from the robot's stomach like a trick, Qiao Bin's eyes widened.

"This robot, I know! It was given to him by Xingqi's good friend. After he received this gift, he couldn't put it down and held it in his arms for several days."

Cheng Huanhuan asked nervously, "Master, is Xingqi sick because of this robot?"

Shu Ange untied the red thread and found a small silver ring tied to the end of the thread. The style of the ring is simple and looks a few years old.

The cinnabar talismans are used on the RMB, which looks a little weird.

When he saw the ring and the talisman, Qiao Bin's eyes were red, and he was about to burst into flames: "This is what harmed our Xingqi, right? Master."

"Give me the ring."

Xia Wu stretched out his hand, and Shu Ange handed him the ring with the red thread.

The method used by the other party to buy life, this paper money and ring is the price paid by the other party.

Xing Qi happily accepted the gift, which also means that he is willing to sell his life to the other party.

This is the folklore, don't pick up money on the road, it's easy to get unlucky or get sick.

The other party's mind is too gloomy, putting these things in toys and giving them away, the behavior is vicious and ugly.

Ordinary spells can only transfer disasters, disperse bad luck,

Really want to borrow life, not so easy.

Xing Qi's life was really borrowed, and he was not even angry. Nine times out of ten, it was because his birthday was exactly the same as that of the borrower.

The other party used this to escape the way of heaven and let Xing Qidai die for the other party.

If you want to break the law of borrowing your life, you must not only destroy the medium, but also terminate the contract formed between the two.

It is easy to destroy the medium, but difficult to terminate the contract.

Xia Wu took the ring in his hand, glanced at it, and sneered: "Tiny trick of carving insects."

As soon as he finished speaking, the ring and red thread ignited and burned into powder in his palm.

Qiao Bin wiped his eyes with the back of his hand, unable to believe what he saw.

Cheng Huanhuan begged the two of them: "Master, please save Xingqi, he is still young, we are willing to bear everything for him."

"This is a way of borrowing life. The other party used the ring and this banknote to buy Xing Qi's life. If he accepts these things, it means that the contract is established."

Shu Ange patiently explained to the two who were kept in the dark, and Qiao Bin retorted in a hasty tone: "Master, Xing Qi is still young, he just received a gift from a friend on his birthday, how would he know that he would sell his life to the other party? ."

"Master, please save Xingqi."

"Don't worry, the contract is broken."

Shu Ange snapped his fingers, and the hundred-yuan bill in his hand turned to ashes.

Still using divine power, she needs some work to terminate the life-buying contract.

But Xia Wu could end this unequal contract without much effort.

As a god, he himself is a part of the way of heaven, and has the right to check for leaks and make up for vacancies, and to terminate contracts that should not be established in a timely manner.

The life-buying contract was destroyed, and Shu Ange removed the talismans attached to Xing Qi and beside the bed.

A miraculous scene happened. The boy who was still dying, lying on the bed like a little old man, regained his rosy complexion in just a few seconds.

Not only that, his shriveled face, like a withered bark, also rounded up again like a filled balloon, and his withered limbs didn't look so scary anymore.

"Master, is Xingqi alright? Will he leave any sequelae and what should we do?"

Cheng Huan cried with joy, and asked Shu Ange while wiping away her tears.

"If he takes good care of him for a while, he will be able to regain his weight. If you are worried, you can go to the hospital and ask the doctor to help him adjust his body. There will be no sequelae, but the memory of these days should be vague for him."

"Fuzzy is good, these days are too bitter, our husband and wife also hope that Xingqi can forget."

Qiao Bin held his son's hand and carefully pressed his face to it.

The son finally recovered, and the couple could not wait to kowtow to the two masters for hundreds of eighty times.

"mom, Mom, Mom."

Xing Qi struggled to open his eyes, called his mother like a kitten, and Cheng Huanhuan jumped on him excitedly.

"Xingqi, my baby, Xingqi!"