Witch Su fell silent again. What Feng Ling was using was actually witchcraft, the most difficult spell in Taoism. She herself didn't know it, so how could Feng Ling learn it secretly?
There is only one possibility, this wind spirit is not that wind spirit...
Feng Ling followed Zhang Lao Hu to a place where no one could see him before stopping. "Uncle Zhang, since your wish has been fulfilled, enter the Holy Bell. I will send you down to be reincarnated in a few days."
"Okay, please trouble my niece Feng Ling, and remember to take care of my wife and children for me. As a reward, I will tell you a piece of news.
Your fiancé Liu Xiucai has been targeted, so you should quickly find a way to save him." After saying this, Zhang the Hunter's soul automatically flew into Feng Ling's sacred bell.
The tiger's body turned directly into a pool of black water, emitting bursts of foul odor.
Feng Ling had no choice but to draw another purifying magic talisman and cast it on the black water. The black water gradually turned white and finally disappeared.
But, fiancé and such are none of her business. You also said you are unmarried.
When Feng Ling came back, Su Shenpo was still waiting there, while Feng Ming was sitting on the firewood, chewing on a small piece of wood out of boredom.
"Mom, why don't you go back?"
Feng Ming stood up with a pout, "How dare you say that..."
The original owner and his younger brother Feng Ming were seven years apart in age. They disliked each other and quarreled over trivial matters every day like cross-eyed roosters.
"Ling'er..." Su the witch's throat was dry, and Feng Ling's natural cry of "mother" finally broke her defense, and tears could not help but fall down.
Feng Ming became anxious and glared at Feng Ling fiercely, then ran to support his mother. His mother was really sad this time, and it was all Feng Ling's fault.
Feng Ling was helpless. It was not her who killed the original owner, but after the original owner's death, this body merged with her soul, which was why it was sent here by Sheng Ling.
"You..." You can't comfort others by saying your own daughter is dead, accept my condolences, right? Feng Ling didn't know what to say for a moment.
However, witch Su pushed Feng Ming away, walked to Feng Ling, grabbed her left hand, pinched it again and again, and secretly opened her palm, and sure enough, she saw a red birthmark the size of a bean.
As Feng Ling's fingers moved, the bell on her wrist also jingled.
Su Shenpo's tears fell even faster. "It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back..."
When my daughter was just born, she was as cute as a piece of jade, with a red dot on the palm of her hand and a jingling life bell. But after her third birthday, the red dot disappeared and the bell stopped ringing. Now, the red dot on the palm of her palm is back and the life bell is ringing again. This is her real daughter!
The soul has returned to its original body!
Su the witch wanted to declare it loudly, but she had been hurt by her ex many times, so she didn't dare to tell the truth. Who knew what her daughter was thinking?
Su the witch will never forget that her child suddenly woke up, her eyes became mature and alert, and she still refused to drink her mother's milk.
When he was eight or nine months old, he could speak very clearly and could learn words just by looking at them. He was really smart and clever.
Therefore, the wealthy Liu family in the village couldn't wait to come and propose marriage, and at the same time they were attracted by Feng Ling's horoscope.
"Well, let's go home. We caught some game today. Let's go back and eat some meat."
It turned out that it was the worried old mother, not Su the witch, who discovered his abnormality. Feng Ling secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
In fact, she only inherited a few memories of the original owner, and 80% of them were about Liu Xiucai. She had no idea that just a simple word "mother" was enough to make Su Shenpo discover that something was wrong.
Coupled with his easy-going and friendly behavior, even the careless Feng Ming felt a little weird. Could this be a wind spirit possessed by a ghost?
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