Even his cheekbones were tinged with bluish color.
His limbs were wrapped with strands of black evil spirit.
As soon as they met, Song Jinshu came to a conclusion with certainty.
“You are being transported.
Not only your wealth, but even your life is being stolen.
All this should have started a month ago?"
Lan's father, Lan Tingzhou, had a complicated look in his eyes.
He heard his wife and son praising the little girl to her heart's content.
But as for the master, he had seen a lot of them, and he always felt that the little girl might have something special, but she was over-beautified by her own family.
It was not until this moment that he was truly convinced.
He had never seen any master who could see the situation so clearly after just one encounter.
"Master is right."
Lan Tingzhou became respectful from the bottom of his heart.
Ren Chuwei glared at her husband.
She stepped forward and held Song Jinshu's hand, her tone somewhat anxious.
"Jinshu, do you think he can be cured?"
"The problem is a bit complicated."
Song Jinshu asked for a pair of scissors and said, "Come one by one."
She walked around the Lan family's garden.
Cut off a flower here.
A small mound of earth was stomped off there.
Finally, she stood in one place and waved at Lan Yinuo.
"dig."
Upon hearing this, Lan Yinuo picked up a small shovel and started digging.
"Fuck, that stinks."
Half an hour later, Lan Yinuo dug out a small package wrapped in red cloth.
I don’t know what’s in the package, it stinks.
Lan Yinuo smelled it and always felt that the smell was very similar to the things in He Chunlian's box before.
He couldn't help but reach out his hand.
"You're going to die."
Ren Chuwei slapped him on the back of the head.
"How dare you touch this?"
Lan Yinuo looked up in confusion, "Mom, what did I do to make you hit me?"
He felt a little aggrieved.
Song Jinshu frowned, "You've actually got miasma?"
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