Even his master couldn't guarantee it, and Xiaoyouzi is only seven years old!
this……
"Of course, I drew it myself!" Little Yuzu was confident in this aspect.
She learned it after being enslaved by her master for a long time!
For every mistake, you'll be punished by copying it ten times.
In order to avoid being punished by copying, she learned how to do it.
If Si Jing heard this, he would be furious.
Is this something you can learn by copying as punishment?
Seeing that Si Jing's expression was off, Xiao Youzi snorted coldly: "Go ahead and use it. I've already finished drawing it, and there's nothing wrong with it."
She can draw talismans, but she can't do anything about the deceased, which is really a headache!
It makes me look really bad!
"good."
Si Jing said no more and took out his peach wood sword.
He held the talisman between his long, slender fingers, tossed it into the air, and pointed his peach wood sword directly at it. The talisman then spontaneously combusted.
After the flames started, Si Jing pointed his sword directly at Wang Cai.
The flames all flew towards Wangcai.
Little Yuzu opened her eyes wide, wanting to see why she had made a mistake on this.
Wangcai seemed oblivious to the firelight around him, calmly chanting scriptures.
Soon, the flames were replaced by golden light.
After doing all this, Si Jing stared wide-eyed at Wang Cai.
This wasn't the first time he had performed a ritual to help the spirits of a child, but it was the first time he had performed a ritual to help a Kuman Thong (a type of spirit child).
I have to say, I'm quite excited.
Surrounded by golden light, Wangcai gradually took flight.
He was still sitting cross-legged, but suddenly opened his eyes.
result……
Splat!
For some reason, Wangcai suddenly slammed onto the coffee table.
Luckily, Xiaoyouzi had laid a blanket on the coffee table beforehand, otherwise the Kumanthong might have fallen and gotten hurt.
The golden light disappeared, and Si Jing said in disbelief, "What happened? It can't leave."
"If I had known, would I still have asked you to come?" Little Yuzu sighed helplessly, urging from the side, "Think of another way! We can't really not be able to get rid of them!"
Si Jing was completely bewildered: "I can't believe it either! Everyone else can be helped to pass on to the afterlife, so why can't Kumanthong be?"
The two were speechless for a moment.
Si Jing frowned, thought for a long time, and then, after some thought, said, "Actually, I have another way."
“Tell me about it,” Little Pomelo replied immediately.
Si Jing didn't speak immediately. Instead, he said to Xiao Youzi, "This method is a bit risky. Why don't I give it a try?"
"What method is it?" Little Yuzu asked curiously.
Si Jing pointed down: "Aren't there people down there? I'll contact them directly and see if we can send it away."
"Cut-out might not get you anywhere; I heard it's already jammed down there," Little Yuzu said, directly recounting the hellish traffic jam.
With a helpless shrug, Si Jing said, "I'll give it a try first."
"Okay, then go ahead and give it a try." Little Yuzu didn't know what his idea was, so she just waited to see.
Without saying anything more, Xiaoyouzi watched Sijing operate.
Si Jing had Xiao Youzi draw a few more talismans to summon the spirits.
The talismans flew up and formed an array.
The formation surrounded the area and began to connect and communicate with the people below.
Little Pomelo suddenly said, "Are you going to use your own spirit to go down below and communicate with people?"
Kuman Thong are inanimate objects and have no effect.
But Si Jing is a living person, and using this formation might lead to some unexpected problems; if it doesn't work, he might be left behind.
Si Jing replied with a stern face, "Yes, you know?"
"I know there's such a trick, but I've never seen anyone use it before." The curiosity in Xiaoyouzi's eyes was genuine.
Soon, the formation was complete, and Si Jing gradually fell into a deep sleep.
He fell to the ground.
Xiaoyouzi dragged him onto the carpet, then lay down on the sofa, looking down at Sijing.
The Black and White Impermanence came to greet Sijing.
Black Impermanence frowned at Si Jing: "You're not dead, what are you doing here? Get out!"
"I have one here..." Si Jing told the Black and White Impermanence about the Kumanthong.
Black and White Impermanence connected with the Kumanthong through him.
Wangcai, who was sitting and chanting scriptures, really disappeared.
"Huh? Did you get it?" Little Yuzu was very curious, but Si Jing hadn't returned yet.
An hour passed while they waited.
"Ha~"
Yawning, Xiaoyouzi wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, then slumped onto the sofa, drifting off to sleep.
It's been an hour, and Si Jing still hasn't returned.
What's going on?!
"Bang!"
Wangcai, who had disappeared, has returned.
It sat motionless on the small cushion, its face expressionless.
Little Yuzu was stunned: "What happened!"
"Um……"
Just then, Si Jing made a sound.
Little Yuzu's eyes widened immediately as she looked at Si Jing with curiosity.
Si Jing woke up to find himself lying on the ground and quickly got up.
Little Yuzu asked curiously, "What happened? Why did it come back?"
After getting up, Si Jing frowned and shook his head, saying, "No, we can't send them away."
"Why?" Little Yuzu pressed.
Wangcai watched them innocently from the side.
I just went down there, but it was a complete waste of time.
Si Jing said awkwardly, "They said they can't communicate with the Kumanthong, so they can't send it away. Besides, it's fine and poses no threat to people, so it can stay in the world."
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