Chapter 9
Under what circumstances do powerful demon hunters need to draw runes with their own blood?
One is emergency, the other is insurance.
Although Mu Sheng doesn't like Liu Fu Yi, he has to admit that Liu Fu Yi is an outstanding demon catcher. Before meeting Mu Yao, he had the ability to be alone and not rely on any of his teammates. In addition to being extremely lucky to have the jiuxuan demon catching tower, he was also extremely skilled. Most of the demons he handled were killed in one blow.
Mu Sheng raised his head.
The west chamber, hidden behind the lush pines and cypresses, was gloomy, damp and cold.
"I drew a symbol at Yao'er's gate. I didn't expect that..." Liu Fuyi once explained this to him. Before he finished, he asked him to interrupt angrily, "what didn't you think of? Can't you think of it until your sister dies? "
Liu Fu's face was pale and silent for a moment.
Liu Fuyi is not a conceited person. His mind has always been meticulous. If he uses blood to paint, it's not difficult to explain why he left muyao alone in the room without looking after him.
Because almost no big demon can break through Liu Fu's blood drawn amulet.
Can a water mirror have such great ability?
Mu Sheng's eyes fell on the edge of the broken Rune paper, and his cold fingers stroked it up. There was a hard, uneven edge, which was not like the broken by a big demon, but more like being torn apart.
There was no expression on Mu Sheng's face. His movement was elegant, but it was like a moment's silence before the storm.
Ling Miaomiao tries on her new summer clothes in her boudoir.
The light color of shangru is very thin and soft to the touch. The fabric is mixed with shiny silver wire, which shows the smooth skin. When the maid tidied her collar, she brushed her bare neck with her fingers, which made her laugh all the time.
Miaomiao lowered his head to tie the belt, and suddenly twisted his back uncomfortably: "how can it be a little pricked?" The servant girl lifted up her clothes and said, "ah, it's red on my back."
Her fingers expertly examined the material, touched a few hard bulges near the inside, and complained unhappily: "what's going on this year, you can choose the yarn with pimples."
"Take it off, miss. It's too much to wear."
Ling Miaomiao half looked back and said in surprise: "one or two pimples, it doesn't matter."
"Of course it does." The servant girl helped her gently take off shangru and threw it aside without any pity. She sighed, "if it wasn't for the Wanjiang River, half of the spinning farmers would have washed away, and all the year-old tributes would have been driven out, where would miss need to make do with the lumpy yarn?"
Wan river across the south of Taicang, moistening the land of fish and rice, but also the lifeblood of shipping. Ling Miaomiao doesn't quite understand that the flood of such an important lifeline sounds like it has washed away the houses. How can she not take it seriously at all?
"You said Our Taicang county has been affected? "
"Don't worry, miss. It's nothing." She said, "doesn't Wanjiang have to rush the levee every three or four years? It won't come to us anyway. "
There was a trace of familiar and mature mystery on this young face, "when did the palace not send money down to build the levee? One silver at a time... " She said with a smile and a wink, "the lady will soon have a nice new dress material."
Ling Miaomiao felt a pause.
"Don't tell me." She sank her face.
The servant girl was startled, and a look of panic appeared Miss
Taicang Sheriff took the relief money, half of which was used to repair the dam, and the other half disappeared quietly. A 14-year-old girl knows so well that it must be an open secret all over the prefecture.
The people in the mansion kept the secret with a smile and lived in peace and prosperity.
"Where's daddy?"
"In Talk to people from the palace in the study. "
"I'll go and find him now."
"Miss..."
Miaomiao pushes the door, and there is a murmur outside. The soft light fell on his dark sideburns, and his hair swayed slightly in the wind.
"Miss Ling?" He said with a smile, his eyes black and moist.
"What for?" Ling Miaomiao swept him out and deliberately kept a little distance from him.
The murmur is not slow behind her. The Kirin totem embroidered with silver thread on the long Ao boots reflects the light ferociously. A shadow with wide shoulder and narrow waist falls on the blue slate.
"Why do you have the leisure to come to me?" Ling Miaomiao looked like a god of pestilence. Her fear and tension made her speculate and quicken her pace.
Mu Sheng, like a ghost, easily catches up with her, reaches behind her and takes her to the back of a huge cluster of Taihu stones.
The light suddenly darkened, and the corner was damp and cramped. Only the sharp light leaked from the smooth stone cave. He let her go a little rudely. When he let her go, he hooked off some of her hair.
Ling Miaomiao didn't care about the pain. She was worried: "you Do you have something to say to me? "
Mu Sheng smiles at her: "I haven't seen Miss mu for several days. Is insomnia cured?"His smile is creepy: Mingming is the most youthful and beautiful face, but the bright eyes are brewing a trace of depression.
It is cold cruel, in the disguise of smile, still can't help floating out a few cold stars.
"Good It's over. " Ling Miaomiao replied dryly.
"It seems that master Liu's sachet is easy to use." He hopped out, word by word, very gently.
Ling Miaomiao couldn't stand it: "Musheng, you Is it intermittent amnesia? "
Not angry, he looked up and said, "Oh? Why do you say that? "
Ling Miaomiao can't help asking the system, will the favor of Black Lotus be cleared every day? Why should Mu Sheng, who was supposed to make progress on the normal road, suddenly become so weird?
"Say hello to whatever you want to ask What kind of riddle? " Miaomiao is agitated, and her arrogance rises.
“……” Mu Sheng looked at his palm carefully and was silent for a moment. These few minutes are like centuries, and I feel uneasy like Ling Miaomiao. I think that the next second Mu Sheng may burst into murder.
It turned out that she was over worried. "Miss Ling misunderstood, I just care about it," he said
Unfortunately, such a lack of oil and salt is more maddening than violent killing.
"Don't you just call me Miaomiao?"
"Miss Ling is joking." Mu Sheng didn't see the bottom in his eyes. He was very different from the young man beside the chessboard that day. "Ziqi is just a guest, and the guest will look like a guest. How can he be rude to the sheriff?"
It seems that the favor and memory of Black Lotus will be cleared every day.
But there's one thing he's right about. The protagonists live in a strange world. Their relationship with Ling Yu, who lives peacefully, is two different straight lines. Once they have an intersection point, they should quickly separate and go farther and farther.
Ling Yu, a young lady who can't stand even a knot in one's heart, why does she set foot on the dangerous road that doesn't belong to her with the leading group?
That night in a nightmare.
The night wind is blowing.
The sheriff's face was pale, the flesh of his cheeks trembled loosely, and the cold sweat flowed down his temples Let Dad see you again. "
The girl sobbed: "Dad..." Into his father's arms, his clothes were soaked with hot and humid sweat.
"Good, good, let's go." There was a tremor in his voice.
Outside was the sound of shouting and killing. The light of the torch turned into the window. Outside, it was bright and kept wiping the windowsill.
"Yes, sir."
The lower man with his head hanging gnashed his teeth and whispered. He could see a pair of feet in brand-new Shu embroidered silk shoes in the inner hall. The soles of the feet were spotless and motionless.
"Good." The sheriff raised his face and flashed a resolute fierce color in his eyes. He pushed the girl like Ma ganer away from his arms. The latter fell into Liu Fuyi's arms crying.
Outside came a faint voice with crazy joy: "in the middle hall, the master is in the middle hall. Come with me!"
The girl shrunk in her arms, and suddenly she was full of panic.
"Let's go. Never look back. "
"Here they are!"
The gate was broken, and a line of shadows finally burst into the house. At the same time, the dark colored continuous house suddenly burst into flames. The flames burst out from the cracks between the doors and windows, and suddenly became a prairie fire.
Liu Fu clothes carrying her, the fireball like piece, condensed into a small point, far away in the field of vision.
"Miss Ling seems absent-minded." Mu Sheng opens his mouth and wakes Miaomiao up. His face is a little gloomy. "Are you still thinking about something?"
"I I have something urgent. I'll talk with Mr. Mu after I'm busy. " Ling Miaomiao runs away in a muddle, just wants to get to the sun soon.
"You said I lost my memory..." The voice of Mu Sheng thought of it behind her, with a cold smile, "has anyone ever told Miss Ling that you are also a person with two faces?"
Miaomiao was stunned. He stepped out of the room and turned back like a hair: "what's wrong with me?"
But mu Sheng refused to say it. He waved his hand with a smile and motioned her to go away. His smile was bright and harmless, like a cunning and harmless joke.
Miaomiao scolded the Black Lotus in her heart and took up her skirt and left.
The scarlet upper Ru looms out of her back. The bright color concentrates all the sunlight. The white Ru skirt is so bright that it turns over a luxuriant bush and disappears into the field of vision.
Mu Sheng lowered his head and wrapped Ling Miaomiao's two dark hairs in his hands.
He took out the fragments of the rune paper from his sleeve and drew a few strokes with his two fingers in the palm of his hand. A few faint air currents, like flowing clouds, rushed to the rune paper.
After a long time, a piece of hair came from afar and fell on his palm like a feather, just above the rune paper.
Mu Sheng picked up the imperceptible hair with his right finger and looked at the light carefully. The sun was shining on his drooping lashes, casting a light shadow at the moment.The hair tail is slightly withered and yellow, curling up.
He stretched out his left hand. Ling Miaomiao's hair was black and shiny, and the end of his hair was a neat section.
Not her?
A trace of suspicion flashed on the surface of Mu Sheng.
Half of the charm was burned in his palm, and the remaining half was still trying to attract the air, which led to a sweet and greasy taste, mixed in the breath of the rune paper.
Then, the remaining half of the rune paper struggled and burned to ashes. After a pause, he put Ling Miaomiao's hair on it, slowly drawing her breath.
He waited attentively with a trace of nervousness.
Ling Miaomiao's slightly inaudible smell slowly gathered around him, gradually purified and amplified. The smell of wormwood and forgetting worry was filtered out, and a strange fragrance came. He could not tell whether there was still a sweet and greasy smell underneath.
Then a familiar breath swept in - it was the strong breath of Liu Fu's clothes.
Mu voice originally slightly clear face again cage cloud.
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