Chapter 398 Who said you made a mistake? Good kill

They are also the "shadows" that help children resist disasters. Every year that passes safely, the elders will put all kinds of evil tricks they have collected into them.

When the children grow up, they will receive some spiritual power from their little masters, have independent action consciousness, and can help their masters defend and attack.

The puppet is luckier than other companions because its master is Shen Ruodi, the high priest of the Shadow Moon Clan.

Under the powerful soul power of the opponent, it is more powerful than other ignorant companions and has developed some intelligence.

Many people think this is as it should be. The shadow puppet of the high priest should be extraordinary.

Until one day, a very beautiful woman saw it and praised it, "Little guy, you are so smart."

It could sense Shen Ruodi's emotions, and he liked this beautiful woman.

But it also liked her very much. Before Shen Ruodi, it liked her very much.

Later, she died, the Goddess Temple ceased to exist, Shen Ruodi also died, and it was buried underground with Shen Ruodi.

Until Shen Ruodi resurrected and his power gradually became stronger, it was also inspired to wake up and return to his side.

Accompany him to revive the clan, accompany him to the heavens and the underworld, and struggle to find a way to resurrect her.

After that, it ran into Ming Zhuo. Although they didn't recognize each other when they met, it was still very happy that she brought it back.

Those people bullied Ah Yin, and it was very angry, very angry, and it had to teach them a lesson no matter what.

Ming Zhuo guessed what it must have done: "So you went to find them? You were there the day Liu Manling died?"

The puppet nodded slowly.

A line of words appeared on the paper, "I killed that person. I made a big mistake."

"She was very powerful. I almost lost the battle and killed her by mistake."

"But she wanted to kill her husband. She is really a bad person!!!"

Ming Zhuo looked at the three exclamation marks that almost penetrated the back of the paper and sensed the puppet's strong emotions.

She thought about it, is this probably what it feels like to raise a child? If you get into trouble and are afraid of being punished, you will find all kinds of excuses. Of course, these are not all excuses.

The puppet looked uneasy, staring at Ming Zhuo with dark eyes, waiting for her verdict.

Ming Zhuo stared at it for a moment and suddenly laughed, "Who said you made a mistake? Well done."

The puppet raised its head in confusion: "???"

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In Luowuju, Gu Xu poured a cup of tea for Ming Zhuo and asked, "How is it, have you confirmed anything?"

Ming Zhuo nodded: "I confirmed it."

She didn't waste any words and went straight to the conclusion, "The dead person is not Liu Manling."

He Wangyao was stunned: "It's impossible, Shen Boyuan went to confirm it personally. He is in charge of this case. How could he make a mistake?" Li Wenhe

also went there with the Xuanmen troops. He went forward to observe the coffin under the pretext of helping.

"The coffin was not completely sealed. I saw Liu Manling's body. Corpse spots had already begun to appear on her face."

If this is not called death, then what is death?

Ming Zhuo was a little surprised, but also a little surprised: "Really? No wonder!"

She already understood the cause and effect of the matter.

Pei Di couldn't wait to ask: "Boss, what's going on? Why do you say Liu Manling is not dead?"

"Although she is not dead, she is not far from death. The first seven nights of the soul coming back to life... I'm afraid something will really happen." Ming Zhuo said with his chin propped up.

The villa was suddenly quiet, the central air conditioner was buzzing with cold air, and everyone inexplicably felt a breeze blowing across their necks.

He Wangyao whispered: "It can't be a fake corpse, right?"

Oh my, it still feels so scary!

This was a real person he had seen several times in his life, completely different from the ghosts he had seen before!

The horror index went up inexplicably, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he felt.

Ming Zhuo was about to say something when his cell phone rang.

Everyone looked at her cell phone, feeling that the call was a little strange.

After Ming Zhuo answered the phone, he said seriously, "I have to go to Lingquan Temple as soon as possible."

"Now?" Gu Xu was stunned. So anxious?

Ming Zhuo nodded: "The abbot of Lingquan Temple can no longer suppress the situation. We have to go there quickly, or else something bad will happen."

The call was from Master Yuanhui. Monks don't lie, and he wouldn't use this matter to deceive himself.

Li Wenhe stood up: "I'll go with you."

He always felt that this matter was too urgent. It was clearly agreed that the matter would be dealt with on July 14th when the ghost gate opened, but it suddenly came so many days earlier.

Ming Zhuo had just come out of the ghost den that broke into Hongguang Building. He had been opening the gates early in the morning and had exhausted his energy and magic power. He remembered that Ming Zhuo had to sleep for several days before he could recover his energy.

This time he only slept for more than ten hours. Is this really okay?

There is another problem. Ming Zhuo almost used up the talismans he had recently stored in Hongguang Building.

High-level talismans cannot be drawn at will. Ming Zhuo has no talismans on hand. How can he deal with those evil ghosts?

Ming Zhuo shook his head: "No, you have to stay here and help me look after the Cheng family. I will come back on the seventh day."

Gu Xu said: "Why don't I go with you? Maybe I can help."

Ming Zhuo finally took Gu Xu and Pei Di away, leaving only He Wangyao to accompany Li Wenhe.

When they left, the night gradually darkened.

Li Wenhe stood in the courtyard and watched their car leave. A gust of wind blew over, and a leaf swirled down and was caught by Li Wenhe.

He looked up at the big tree above his head. Although the leaves on the tree were still green, some of them had already turned yellow.

In the blink of an eye, autumn is about to come.

Last year, he went to Pear Blossom Valley, and when he came back, he was greeted by the same scenery of falling leaves.

A year had passed, and he still had to accept some uncontrollable separations.

It seemed that it was still like this, helpless.

——The

car sped along, and Gu Xu said, "Do you want to take a nap first?"

Ming Zhuo nodded, found a comfortable position, and closed his eyes with peace of mind.

Pei Di was usually used to playing games and going to bed late, and he couldn't sleep at this moment.

He wanted to find some topics, but when he looked up and saw Gu Xu still working on his laptop, he closed his mouth silently.

He decided to take a nap like Ming Zhuo.

When the car was quiet, Gu Xu looked up at Ming Zhuo.

He was extremely fortunate that he had never slacked off in the training arranged by his family for more than 20 years, and had firmly grasped the power of the company in his hands a few years ago.

So now he can do whatever he wants and mobilize all resources and strength to do a good job in logistics.

The air conditioner in the car was set at a low temperature, so he picked up the shawl and covered Mingzhuo with it.

——When

the car arrived at Lingquan Temple, it was already completely light. It

was not open yet, but there was a long line in front of the temple.

Pei Di was a little shocked: "Are the people here so eager to burn incense and worship Buddha? They have to line up so early?"

Mingzhuo was speechless: "Do you need to bring buckets when burning incense and worshiping Buddha?"

But she was very surprised. Are these people not afraid of death?

She saw on the road just now that the aura above Lingquan Temple was wrong. Master Yuanhui did not lie. They really could not suppress the well.