Chapter 143 I want to ask, when will my father return to the dead?
Su Nuobai came out of Fan's house and originally wanted to ask the three people to go home first, but three pairs of eyes were looking at her at the same time.
She simply took them to the place where Miss Fan appeared in her dream.
"Wow! This peach tree is still blooming." Xiao Jiang looked at the pink scene in disbelief.
Petals fall from the trees, so beautiful.
Feng Zhi looked at the peach tree in front of him and said, "It should be late autumn now!"
Mobao has the characteristics of a kitten. When he sees the falling petals, he can't help but run over and reach out to grab them.
Su Nuobai knew that the peach tree had become a spirit, but it could not fully transform, but it could create illusions.
"Let's go and take a look."
She walked towards the peach tree. When she reached the tree, she looked up and saw the man in her dream.
His figure is illusory, not physical.
"It was indeed you in Miss Fan's dream just now." The man floated down from the tree and stood in front of her.
Su Nuobai looked at him and said, "It's not easy for plants to become spirits. Plus, you didn't kill any evildoers. It won't do you any good to trap Miss Fan."
The peach tree spirit quickly shook her head: "I didn't trap her, but her soul was frightened and ran out."
"I don't know how to send her back, so I left her soul here to protect her."
Su Nuobai narrowed his eyes: "Are you frightened?"
The peach tree spirit nodded: "I don't know exactly how she got frightened. When I found out, her soul and spirit were already under my tree."
"I don't know how to send her back, so I can only use this method to protect her."
Su Nuobai turned to look at him: "Where are her soul and spirit?"
The peach tree spirit waved his hand at the tree beside him, and two balls of light floated down, with a soul and a spirit curled up and sleeping inside.
Su Nuobai reached out to take it, formed seals with his hands, and released the soul and spirit.
Looking at the identical Miss Fan, they were both dazed and had no idea what was going on.
Even if she wanted to ask, she couldn't get anything to ask, and she was afraid she would forget it when she woke up.
"Did you notice anything strange when she lost her soul?"
The peach tree spirit thought about it carefully and said, "Oh right, there seemed to be a strong demonic aura passing by that day. I hid myself, so it didn't notice."
Su Nuobai looked around and said, "Do you want to come with me? My yard is missing a tree."
The peach tree spirit's eyes lit up. Being able to follow the capable Xuanshi would definitely be beneficial to it: "Yes, yes, yes."
Feng Zhi looked at the huge peach tree and was wondering how to take it back.
As a result, he saw the peach tree move, pull up the roots by itself, and shrink in size to the size of a palm.
Su Nuobai stretched out his hand and let it fall into his palm, wrapping its roots with spiritual power.
The peach tree spirit felt the pure spiritual energy, stretched out its branches comfortably, and happily shook the peach blossoms on its head.
It has been a long time since it felt spiritual energy. Without spiritual energy, cultivation becomes increasingly difficult. It has already prepared itself to never be able to transform in this lifetime.
I didn't expect that I would have this opportunity now.
Su Nuobai put the mini peach tree into her bag and saw the big pit in front of her: "Give me one of your branches. I'm afraid you'll get into trouble again if you suddenly disappear."
The peach tree spirit threw out a bare peach branch from his bag, which was as thick as his little finger and as long as his palm.
Su Nuobai inserted the peach branch into the pit, injected a trace of spiritual energy into it, formed seals with his hands, and chanted a spell.
After a while, the peach tree that had disappeared reappeared, but this time there were no pink peach blossoms, just an ordinary peach tree.
"Let's go, let's go back and wake Miss Fan up."
Several people came to Fan Mansion again, and Fu Liu had someone waiting at the door early in the morning.
When he saw them, he took them directly into Miss Fan's yard.
Su Nuobai took out two balls of light from her bag, pinched her fingers together, and gently pushed one soul and one spirit into Miss Fan's body.
Fu Liu watched from the side, holding a handkerchief in his hand, his face full of worry.
After a while, Miss Fan woke up slowly and looked around in confusion: "What's wrong with me?"
As soon as Fu Liu saw that she was awake, she quickly helped her up and sat her down on the bedside: "You really scared me to death. You slept for five days."
Miss Fan looked bewildered. "I slept for five days? How come I don't remember anything?"
Su Nuobai looked at Miss Fan with a bewildered expression: "Do you still remember what happened after you returned from your trip with your friends?"
Miss Fan frowned slightly: "I remember riding in a carriage."
She seemed to have thought of something horrifying, and her face turned pale. "A ghost face, a very scary face, skin as white as paper, lips as red as blood, it smiled at me."
Fu Liu noticed his daughter's fear and quickly hugged her: "It's okay, it's okay."
Su Nuobai looked at Hongye: "You didn't see it?"
Hongye quickly shook her head: "No."
She thought for a moment and said, "The carriage was colder than usual that day."
Su Nuobai understood that she must have met a hitchhiker. Miss Fan was unlucky that day, so it was easy for her to encounter such people.
She handed Fu Liu a peace charm and said, "Miss Fan was frightened and lost her soul. She was kind-hearted and received help from others."
"Who helped me?" Miss Fan felt more at ease holding the talisman in her hand.
"It was a good fate. If it weren't for him, this soul and spirit would have been lost for five days. If they hadn't gotten lost, they would have been eaten by other evil spirits." Su Nuobai didn't mention the peach tree spirit.
Fu Liu touched his daughter's hand: "Thank God."
Su Nuobai: "Since Miss Fan has woken up, it's time for me to leave."
Fu Liu asked Hongye to look after his daughter, then stood up and followed Su Nuobai out of the room: "Master Su."
Su Nuobai knew what she was going to ask: "The person who helped your daughter is not a human being, so Madam, there is no need to ask any more questions. There will be no intersection between the two in the future."
"Master Su misunderstood. I wanted to ask how to thank it." Fu Liu said quickly.
Su Nuobai saw some merit light enter the backpack: "It has received your gratitude. Doing more good deeds in the future will also be considered as accumulating merit for it."
"Thank you, Master Su." Fu Liu took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve.
Mo Bao reached out to take it and put it into his sleeve.
Su Nuobai saw that it was still early, so he simply went back to continue fortune-telling.
Uncle Jia hadn’t sold all the vegetables today. Seeing them coming back, he was a little stunned: “I thought you weren’t coming today.”
"I've been lazy for a long time. Now there are many people at home who need to eat, so I have to set up the stall honestly." Su Nuobai looked helpless.
She also has to repair the old man's golden body, so how can she not work hard?
"Master Su, I want to ask when my father will die?" A man with a sad face sat in front of Su Nuobai.
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