Chapter 232 The Evil God's Deal 15
"What did you wish for?"
"How do you know I made a wish?"
Qing Yanrou's sudden words scared Wang Shishi so much that she took a few steps back. She looked at her in horror, not understanding why she knew that.
"Not only do I know you made a wish, I also know you paid with your life. I just don't know what wish you made and how many years of your life it cost."
Her words made Wang Shishi, who was already pale, even more pale. She didn't dare to look at them. She held the pendant on her chest tightly with both hands, lowered her head and said nothing.
"Let me guess, is it related to that woman just now?"
Wang Shishi suddenly looked up and looked at Lin Yaoyao in shock.
"Take it out. The longer this thing stays with you, the worse it will be for you. You'll die before your wish comes true."
Qing Yanrou stretched out her hand in front of her and looked at her calmly.
Wang Shishi looked at the tender white hands in front of her, raised her head and looked at her in a daze. Her inner panic and anxiety were all soothed by those calm eyes.
After hesitating for a long time, she finally took off the red rope around her neck and handed it to her.
It was clearly just taken off her neck, so it should have retained some of her body temperature, but the little statue was indeed ice-cold.
Qing Yanrou took a closer look and found that the Yin energy on it was much stronger than the five she had obtained before.
She frowned delicately, took out a blank piece of yellow paper from her bag, and in less than a minute with just one hand, a paper butterfly was born in her hand.
She guided the rich Yin energy in the portrait into the body of the paper butterfly. In this way, she discovered that this Yin energy was different from other Yin energy.
This yin energy is actually mixed with traces of the power of faith!
This spider spirit is something.
"What do we do now?"
Lin Yaoyao looked at her trapping the Yin energy inside the paper butterfly and asked curiously.
"Follow it."
After saying that, Qing Yanrou used her spiritual power to draw a secret technique on the paper butterfly with her bare hands that none of them could understand.
After a while, the paper butterfly seemed to come alive. It first turned around twice in a daze, and then flew slowly towards the southwest.
"Aren't you going back?"
Lin Yaoyao looked at Wang Shishi who was catching up with them in small steps and asked with a slightly frown.
“I…I…”
"Let her follow."
Qing Yanrou looked at Wang Shishi, who lowered her head like a young wife, mumbling and unable to speak for a long time, and said something casually.
The group followed the paper butterfly. Qing Yanrou had no way to deal with the evil thing behind it before because it left no trace and was very cunning.
I just don't know why this time Wang Shishi's little statue still retains so much Yin energy and the power of faith. There was also a trace of Yin energy left in the flower bed where Zhou Yuanyuan picked up the statue, but there was no power of faith.
So she became a little interested in the evil thing behind it, and she decided to follow it if she wanted to.
The paper butterfly was flying slowly forward, and suddenly it seemed to run out of power and slowed down even more.
Qing Yanrou stepped forward and injected more spiritual energy into it, then repeated the same method to draw the seal again to reinforce and trap the Yin Qi.
It regained its energy and began to fly forward. As time passed, the sky became darker and darker, and the direction the paper butterfly flew became more and more remote.
There weren't even any street lights in this area, so night vision wasn't a problem for the five of them. But Wang Shishi relied entirely on the glowing moonlight from the full moon hanging in the night sky.
Suddenly, the paper butterfly stopped in the air.
It no longer moved forward, but kept circling in the same place. Seeing this, everyone looked at Qing Yanrou.
Qing Yanrou raised her eyebrows, looked at the place where it was circling, reached out and took it in her hand, pinched it with one hand, and the other hand seemed to unintentionally scratch the place where it had stopped before.
Her slender fingers were plump and white, adding a touch of holiness under the glowing moonlight, and the fingertips were even whiter and more or less transparent.
Such a beautiful scene made the others feel tremendous pressure. They all held their breath and stared at her every move.
Every time she casually drew her strokes, there was actually a pattern to it, and her hands were filled with not only spiritual power but also the light of merit.
The atmosphere around them was becoming increasingly tense. Although Wang Shishi knew nothing, the other four people were watching the girl's movements without blinking, and she also became inexplicably nervous.
Her fingers tightly grasped the shoulder straps of her schoolbag, and even her breathing was deliberately slowed down.
Suddenly a cold wind blew past, and she felt a slight sting in her neck. She almost cried out, but she covered her mouth in time and did not disturb them.
She reached out and touched her neck, but there was nothing. She withdrew her hand without paying much attention, but saw a cut appear out of thin air in front of the girl, like a scene in a fantasy drama, which almost made her scream again.
The others looked at the torn space, their expressions lit up with joy, and they all looked at her.
But Qing Yanrou's delicate eyebrows frowned.
She put the paper butterfly into her bag, wrapped her hands with spiritual power, and then tore the space that was only the size of a washbasin open in an instant, and walked inside.
Several others followed.
After they all entered the space, the hole closed instantly and it was pitch black inside.
"Master Qing, this—"
Before they could finish their words, Qing Yanrou took out her phone and turned on the flashlight. "Make good use of the resources you have."
Everyone suddenly realized what was going on and took out their cell phones and turned on their flashlights.
Although there is no signal here, it does not affect other functions of the phone at all, such as the flashlight.
Wang Shishi didn't have a cell phone, and all of a sudden five flashlights illuminated the entire space, allowing them to see the layout clearly.
The first thing that caught their eyes was a jade statue standing right in front of them.
A jade statue with the same face as the small statue they had obtained.
Looking at this thing, Qing Yanrou remembered what she had said to Zhang Nuannuan before, that the person behind this thing must be too poor, so he couldn't afford the jade.
Who would have thought that they had such a jade statue? I wonder how much money it cost to cast it.
"Master Qing, this, this, this——"
Xie Yun was a little surprised, because he actually felt a hint of holiness from the jade statue, which didn't seem like it had ever harmed anyone.
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