After examining him, Wu Hua said that he had lost more than half of his three souls and seven spirits.
It can only be taken out for a soul-summoning ritual; otherwise, it will be separated by space.
He could only live as a vegetable for the rest of his life, and then the group rushed to...
They were taken back to the auction house, to two guest rooms not far apart.
Although Miss Liu has not yet woken up, she is now out of danger.
It's just that her demonic power was exhausted; she'll recover completely after some rest.
Qin Jia was extremely worried; he didn't understand when he had...
He was deeply in love with this girl, but a voice always lingered in his heart.
Telling herself she had to protect her, Qin Luo ignored his sudden infatuation.
As long as he doesn't neglect his own affairs, that's fine. He instructed Qin Jia to keep an eye on Miss Liu.
Together with Wu Hua, she prepared for the soul-summoning ceremony for that physical body.
Neither of them had ever done this kind of work before, something that straddled the line between the living and the dead.
So he could only follow the example in the book and studied hard all night.
Early the next morning
The two of them went and bought everything they needed.
Qin Luo looked at the copper coins, red rope, incense, candles, bronze mirror, handbell, and the proud rooster in his hand.
His eyebrows were almost tied into a bow.
"Little one, are you sure these are the things you need? This looks like something for a ghost marriage to me, and this rooster is perfect for the wedding ceremony."
Wu Hua didn't understand either, but he firmly believed that what the book said must be true.
"I'm sure, just trust me. That's how it's drawn in the book. It's been published, so how could it be wrong?"
Qin Luo listened and felt that there seemed to be some truth to it.
"Alright then, let's go back and try it out first. Hey, how about we ask our older brothers for advice? They should be quite experienced in this area."
"Okay, let's go back and try it first. If it doesn't work, we'll go back to them."
"OK."
The two of them looked so nonchalant; they certainly didn't seem to want to help summon someone's soul.
It felt more like they were using someone as practice material; poor rough-looking man with a delicate face who was inexplicably possessed by a dust demon.
I escaped one disaster only to be struck again. I don't know if it's good luck or just too much luck...
Qin Luo and Wu Hua returned to the auction house and carried the items to an open area in the backyard, where they were arranged.
Then they set up a small altar and began drawing talismans all over the ground.
Anyone who didn't know better would think they'd encountered a ghost; the two of them spent ages drawing with their butts sticking out.
Finally, Wu Hua finished the job, tossing the cinnabar-stained brush behind him.
"Mission accomplished, now we just need to wait for nightfall."
The three little ones were serving tea and water, and even took out handkerchiefs.
Tu Men'an, who was carrying a food box, watched speechlessly as he wiped unprecedented sweat from the foreheads of the two men.
She walked up to Qin Luo and Wu Hua, pointing to the calligraphy brush tucked into her hair.
"Which of you did it?"
Qin Luo remained silent, but quietly took a step back.
Wu Huada has a kind of "What can you do to me?" expression.
"I did it, so what?"
Tumen case…
"I've seen arrogant people before, but I've never seen anyone as arrogant as you. If I don't punish you today, I, as the captain of the guard, will have completely lost face."
Seeing Wu Hua's fearless attitude, she added a few more words.
"You can't use superhuman strength. You need to act like a three-year-old child, or I'll go to the Auspicious Beast Temple and report you."
Martial Arts Flower…
This was the first time he had ever met someone who wanted to hit him and then complain about him.
"How are you going to punish me? I'm not some delicate little thing..."
Before he could finish speaking, Tumenan saw him take out of the food box.
He pulled out a freshly bought pork knuckle and started eating it right in front of him.
"It smells so good! This is Yu Shi Fang's signature dish. I had someone line up early this morning, and we were fighting tooth and nail to get just two..."
From the moment she took her first bite of the pork knuckle, Wu Hua's saliva had already soaked the front of her dress.
"Sister An'an, I was wrong. I shouldn't have thrown the calligraphy brush on your head. I didn't mean to. Please let me have a bite, thank you!"
Tumen knew that as long as he controlled the food, he would have the key to his life.
"Haha, since you've admitted your mistake, say a few nice things to me. I'll think about it and see if I can give you the other one."
The one who was known for being flexible and adaptable was just about to start flattering her.
But three other little ones beat them to it.
"Sister An'an, you've become more and more beautiful lately."
"She's not just beautiful, look at An An's figure, she's getting slimmer and slimmer."
"You bet she is, she looks like she just turned fifteen."
Three silver tongues, capable of deceiving anyone to death, completely fooled Tumen'an.
"Really? You look so young!"
"You're not just young-looking, you're naturally young, don't you think, Sprout?"
"Yes, yes, yes, look how tender her skin is, you could practically squeeze water out of it, don't you think, Pineapple?"
Pineapple reached out her little hand and touched Tumen's face.
"No need to pinch, just touching it made my hand slip off..."
Tumen's mood was like being coated in honey, then blown away by a gust of wind to the heavens.
He handed the food box to the three little ones while laughing.
"Come on, come on, let Sister An An treat you to braised pork knuckle and peach blossom pastries, they're absolutely delicious."
Qin Luo stood aside, watching Tu Men'an being coaxed into submission.
With Wu Hua already furious, she knew the Tumen case was over.
She is about to face years of revenge from Wu Hua, that heartless young man, all because of a single elbow.
Watching them finish both pork knuckles, Wu Hua didn't argue or grab them.
Instead, she obediently walked to Qin Luo's side and reached out for a hug.
Qin Luo couldn't stand his pitiful little face.
He immediately ordered Daidai to send more men to stake out the restaurant overnight.
Make sure to buy all the pork knuckles first thing tomorrow morning.
But Wu Hua wasn't happy at all; instead, she nestled into her arms and remained silent.
Tumen'an and the three little ones all felt guilty.
Qin Luo held him like that the whole time, even feeding him dinner while holding him.
After Qi Niang and Wu Ma Zhe learned about this, they gave Tu Men An a thorough dressing-down.
They all sent people to find good food and drink to appease the people.
But Wu Hua seemed to have been hit by frost; she neither spoke nor got off Qin Luo.
This was the first time Qin Luo had seen him so sad for so long, and she felt her heart being torn apart.
This situation continued until midnight, and Wu Hua was still angry.
He never procrastinated on what needed to be done; he carried the red rope and copper coins.
They tied him to the fleshy body and the rooster, lit incense and candles, and began chanting incantations.
Suddenly, the candlelight flickered, illuminating the simple altar.
It was so quiet all around that the only sound was the occasional barking of a dog in the distance.
The shadows of Qin Luo and Wu Hua stretched long in the dim firelight before the altar.
Wu Hua picked up the bronze-colored handbell and gently shook it.
The bell's clear, resonant sound seemed to pierce the night and reach lost souls.
Qin Luo held a bundle of burning incense, the smoke curling upwards.
A faint scent of herbs and wood lingered in the air above the altar.
It did indeed have a certain air of holiness and sorrow as she followed Wu Hua as they slowly walked around the altar.
Listening to him muttering incantations, I wondered if it was some ancient spell.
Because she couldn't understand a single syllable, she felt incredibly cool...
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