Chapter 87: Soul-stripping
Jiang Ci saved her life.
Did she really want to watch her savior being killed by Wang Xuanzi?
Song Ran looked at the little doll with complicated eyes.
The little doll was stained with blood from the cloth, turning a terrifying scarlet color. Four red-hot silver needles were inserted into its tiny limbs, making it look extremely weird.
Song Ran's heart skipped a beat.
Is she going to stop...
Do you want to save Jiang Ci?
However, if I save Jiang Ci now, wouldn't that mean offending Master Wang...
The Song family is in danger and still needs the help of Master Wang.
Since Jiang Ci is cruel and won't help the Song family, she can only place her hopes on Master Wang!
Song Ran finally lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and silently said sorry to Jiang Ci in his heart.
I'm sorry, benefactor, I can't just watch the Song family go to destruction!
"Master, I have to rush back to the hospital to look after our parents. If you are free, I will come to pick you up anytime." After saying this, Song Ran fled.
She felt that as long as the person hadn't finished reading it, he or she would be innocent even if he or she was unaware of it.
Jiang Shou reminded cautiously: "Master, you must save her life!"
They still need Jiang Ci's luck to return to the honorable position in the imperial capital.
Wang Xianshi said calmly: "Don't worry, I will only strip away part of her soul, leaving one soul and one spirit to continue to be a fool."
Jiang Shou couldn't stop smiling.
That's right.
The Jiang family doesn't need a sharp-tongued, heartless and troublemaker.
Jiang Ci just needs to turn into a fool again and continue to be her tool.
Wang Xuanzi began to perform a ritual to separate Jiang Ci's soul.
An invisible force caused the table to shake violently.
Wang Xuanzi sneered: "Sure enough, there is a master helping her. She still has the strength to struggle even though she is bound by the Soul Nailing Technique. I underestimated you!"
He immediately threw out a blood talisman and stuck it on the little doll.
The little doll made a strange crackling sound, followed by a burst of blood mist.
Wang Xuanzi sneered with a look of confidence: "I will let you have a taste of what it feels like to have your heart dug out and your bones torn out!"
This talisman will make Jiang Ci suffer excruciating pain, and will not leave her soul until she has no strength to struggle anymore.
"Pour the tea." Wang Xuanzi ordered Jiang Shou.
Jiang Shou was stunned for a moment, "Master, is this the end? But the puppet is still smoking."
"Jiang Ci is in excruciating pain right now. She won't have the strength to struggle in an hour."
"Great! Please have some tea, Immortal Master!" Hearing that Jiang Ci was in great pain, Jiang Shoule spoke up and happily took Wang Xuanzi downstairs to have some tea.
Little did they know that the blood on the puppet was evaporating at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The other side.
In the car.
Bo Hanzhou carried Jiang Ci and ran all the way back to the car.
He carefully laid her down in the back seat of the car.
Jiang Ci asked him to take a yellow talisman and tear it into the shape of a little man.
Bo Hanzhou quickly tore a paper man for her.
Jiang Ci broke free from the restraints on his right arm in one go, bit his fingertips and quickly drew talismans on the paper man.
"Shift position, Kai!"
As soon as she finished speaking, four streams of blood flew out from her limbs and pierced into the paper figure.
The paper man turned scarlet and floated strangely in the car.
Bo Hanzhou was stunned. "What is this?"
"Someone used the Soul Nailing Technique on me." Jiang Ci had a blank expression on his face, his eyes were cold and fierce, "How could someone dare to use this kind of forbidden technique to harm people these days? Bo Laoliu, lend me your phone."
She called him Bo Laoliu casually.
When Bo Hanzhou heard this, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he obediently took out his cell phone and gave it to her.
Jiang Ci typed quickly, and in less than two minutes, she had found the target location.
"I'll drive."
Bo Hanzhou jumped into the driver's seat like a monkey and firmly controlled the steering wheel. "You were injured just now. Tell me where you want to go. I will take you there as quickly as possible."
Jiang Ci: "I'm not injured, I was just temporarily restrained. I'm fine now. I drive faster than you, I'll drive."
"I can be faster too, believe me." Bo Hanzhou's eyes were firm.
"We're going to this place." Jiang Ci returned the phone to him.
Bo Hanzhou glanced at the location.
This place is in a mountain near Jiangbei. It takes at least an hour and a half to get there.
"I want you to get there within half an hour. Can you do it?" Jiang Ci asked him.
Bo Hanzhou nodded and smiled solemnly, "I can!"
Jiang Ci decisively fastened his seat belt, sat cross-legged in the back seat, and began to regulate his breathing.
Not only did the other party use the soul-pinching technique, he also attempted to strip away her soul and subjected her to inhumane physical torture.
If it were an ordinary person, the pain would be so severe that he would die.
Now she uses a stand-in to replace herself, which can only conceal her identity for a period of time.
She wanted to let the other party know how terrible the consequences of using forbidden techniques were.
There is a Taoist temple located in the picturesque mountains.
Even at night, under the lighting you can still see that the scenery here must be very beautiful during the day.
Bo Hanzhou saw it from a distance and thought that this was the place where Jiang Ci became a disciple and learned the law.
She hurried back, either to find help or to ask her master for help?
Before the car was stable, Jiang Ci grabbed the paper man floating in the air and got out of the car, saying to him, "Wait here."
"Oh, okay!" Bo Hanzhou was just surprised when he saw her leap over the wall and sneak into the temple without even going through the main gate.
This doesn't seem like returning to one's own territory, it seems more like coming to do something bad.
Could it be that the people in the temple were the ones who harmed her?
Jiang Ci rushed in aggressively to seek revenge, not to find help.
Bo Hanzhou quickly turned off the car lights and disappeared into the darkness.
Master Jiang is doing something bad, he can't hold him back~
The Taoist temple is not big, but it exudes an evil aura everywhere.
As soon as Jiang Ci climbed over the wall and came in, he sensed the evil spirit here.
A decent Taoist temple would never have this kind of atmosphere.
If so, it means it is not a proper Taoist temple.
Considering that the two senior brothers frequently used forbidden techniques, Jiang Ci had already guessed that they were both evil practitioners.
Evil cultivators, as the name suggests, do not follow the right path, but rely on practicing evil techniques to gain spiritual power.
The corners of Jiang Ci's lips curled slightly, and his cold eyes revealed the supreme judgment.
"Evil cultivator, you deserve to die."
She took advantage of the dark night to conceal her figure and quickly found her target.
In the retreat room.
Master Huang sat weakly on a cushion with a life-saving elixir in front of him.
With a look of hatred on his face, he said fiercely, "I originally wanted to save it for when I was going through the tribulation. It would help prolong my life and strengthen my cultivation. I didn't expect that I would have to take such a precious medicine to save my life now."
"Damn you Jiang Ci, just wait for me until I get better, I'll make you die a fate worse than death!"
Master Huang picked up the pill and swallowed it in one gulp with great pain.
He didn't see that a little paper man came out from the crack in the door and floated down onto his back.
Jiang Ci made hand gestures and cast a spell outside the window, turning Master Huang into her substitute.
"Well, living people are better than paper figures."
After she did her bad deed, she immediately climbed over the wall and escaped.
When Bo Hanzhou saw her coming back with a smile on her face, he knew that everything was settled. Without wasting a second, he drove away via a shortcut.
On the other side, the Jiang family.
After Wang Xuanzi finished his tea, he saw that it was almost time and returned to his room on the top floor.
Seeing that the blood color on the little doll had faded a lot, he frowned, and without thinking much, he picked up a silver needle and shot it through the doll's head.
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