Just a quick calculation, you are a fugitive!

Su Chen doesn't care whether she's beautiful or not.

Since we can't see why, we can only do an experiment.

He stood up and walked to a shadow across the street, and soon came back with a cloud of Yin Qi.

In the eyes of everyone's doubts, he injected the Yin Qi into Xu Qiao bit by bit.

Xu Qiao frowned: "Daozhang Su, what are you..."

She looked strange: "It doesn't seem like a practice."

Then his body shook involuntarily.

"Hiss~" She rubbed her arms: "Why are you so cold suddenly?"

Is it cold?

Huang Nansong looked at Lao Ji, who shook his head.

The two of them observed Xu Qiao carefully and found goosebumps on her neck, confirming that she was not lying.

Just when he was wondering if Xu Qiao's clothes were not warm enough, Su Chen said "Huh".

After the Yin Qi entered Xu Qiao's body, it spread quickly like ordinary people, but when it reached the head, it was blocked. Then an orange light flashed in Xu Qiao's head, and the Yin Qi all over Xu Qiao's body was ejected. A thin film even formed on Xu Qiao's body, blocking out all the yin energy.

Xu Qiao rubbed his arms happily.

"Sure enough, friction generates heat, and it won't feel cold anymore after rubbing it."

Su Chen: "..."

He looked at Xu Qiao with a strange expression.

What is certain is that there is something wrong with the soul.

He squinted at Xu Qiao: "Except for the photo, do you remember the past?"

Xu Qiao shook his head subconsciously.

"Only the things with big emotions are impressive, right? Who's going to remember the small things?"

Su Chen: "...for example."

"For example, my parents had a fight and my sister died unexpectedly."

Xu Qiao mentioned these two things without any sadness, just as casually as taking a walk.

Su Chen raised his hand: "Wait."

Facing Xu Qiao's confused gaze, Su Chen asked: "Your horoscope shows that your parents have a harmonious relationship, and they only have one son and one daughter. You are their youngest daughter. Where do you come from? A cousin?"

Xu Qiao was stunned by the question and subconsciously sat up straight.

She blinked and scratched her head.

"Wait, let me think about it, I remember I have a sister."

"No, I seem to have an older brother..."

Huang Nansong and Lao Ji looked at each other.

"Yeah, there's definitely something wrong with my head."

"I thought before that this little girl was a little too talkative. I should go to Wanping South Road to take a look."

Su Chen sat down again and squinted at Xu Qiao who was desperately remembering.

At this moment, the color of Xu Qiao's body was constantly changing, especially his brain.

As he watched, Su Chen's face gradually became serious.

"Okay, don't think about it."

Xu Qiao looked at Su Chen suspiciously.

Su Chen sighed: "There are other souls in your mind."

Xu Qiao: "!!!"

"How is that possible?"

"Wait a minute." She thought about it carefully, and her scalp started to feel numb: "Dao Zhang Su, do you mean that I have schizophrenia?"

"Am I really mentally ill?"

Su Chen glanced at her: "If I'm right about your matter, it's a bit complicated."

He took out the yellow paper and cinnabar and began to draw the talisman.

Old Song took a bite of the fried buns and moved to Huang Nansong and the others.

"What is schizophrenia?"

Huang Nansong shook his head and looked at Lao Ji, who smiled dryly and waved his hand.

"How do I know this? I'm uneducated. People like us... we have to ask Lao Ge."

After looking around, Lao Ji was curious: "Where is Lao Ge?"

Lao Song waved his hand: "He said last night that his daughter and son-in-law are back. He is probably holding his granddaughter and having fun now."

After stuffing the last bite of fried bun into his mouth, Lao Song took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth randomly.

"There are other souls in my mind~" He thought for a while and asked Huang Nansong and the others in a low voice, "Does it mean they are possessed?"

Huang Nansong and Lao Ji looked at each other, a chill running down their spines.

"Okay, that seems right?"

A voice came from behind: "What kind of possession? Possession by a ghost? Lao Song, didn't you tell us before that the feet of the possessed person are walking on? How can it only be in the head?"

Old Song suddenly understood: "Yes, yes, this is not possession."

Turning around, he saw Ge Ping'an holding a baby. He looked about one or two years old, with a chubby face, and was sucking his fingers.

"Hey, your granddaughter? What's her name?"

"Xuanxuan."

"Xuanxuan? This is a good name. Did you choose it?"

Ge Pingan glanced at him: "Do you think they can listen to me?"

Not wanting to mention the troubles at home, Ge Pingan glanced at Su Chen and observed carefully.

"Is this little girl here to tell fortunes? No, you don't need to draw talismans to tell fortunes, just to tell things?"

Huang Nansong and Lao Ji immediately started talking to him.

After Ge Ping'an understood the situation, Su Chen also drew the talisman and pasted it on Xu Qiao's forehead.

Xu Qiao exhaled and blew up the bottom of the yellow talisman.

"Dao Zhang Su, what are you doing?"

"Split soul."

"Huh?" Xu Qiao was puzzled.

But with a flick of Su Chen's fingers, she felt warm from her head to her body.

It's like basking in the afternoon sun.

So comfortable.

She raised the corners of her mouth and her eyelids became heavier and heavier.

Su Chen saw that Xu Qiao's head was a little bit bigger, so he stretched out his hand to support her head and slowly placed it on the table.

Then he concentrated and began to draw symbols on Xu Qiao's head.

Just now, when Xu Qiao was deeply recalling, the soul in his head was looming and torn. The most important thing was that there was more than one soul. It was obvious that two souls had merged together. Even the other soul was not in human form, and Xu Qiao's soul was partially merged with them.

Soul-dividing technique is the most profound technique of Tianshi Mansion. It requires great energy and endurance, and must be implemented in conjunction with the corresponding formation.

The talisman is complete.

Su Chen flicked his finger and the formation was activated.

Xu Qiao's head was quickly covered by a spherical yellow-green color.

Su Chen narrowed his eyes, and the spells in his hands flew. A little bit of power entered the formation, entangled the soul, pulled, tore, collected fragments, and merged...

After a while, fine beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.

The people who were originally chattering and watching also noticed Su Chen's abnormality at this time, and they all subconsciously shut up.

Ten minutes passed.

Half an hour...

Old Song and the others couldn't hold on, and silently retreated and moved away, and finally dared to breathe a sigh of relief.

"It's really hard for Su Daoist to be like this. This girl must have encountered something very serious!"

"Yes, Su Daoist used to be so calm and composed. Look at him now..."

"So is it really that difficult for Su Daoist to split his soul?"

Everyone turned their heads to look at Old Ji who was asking the question.

"What do you think?"

Soul splitting is a delicate job.

Even though Su Chen was fully prepared, he couldn't help but feel surprised when the power in his body was gradually consumed as the seconds passed.

Another ten minutes later, a complete soul was separated.

Two hours later, Su Chen looked at the other soul that was separated and raised his eyebrows.

His eyes fell on the warm yellow soul that looked like a jade pendant on the side and he nodded secretly.

This made sense.

The formation was withdrawn, and Su Chen led all three souls out.

Two Xu Qiaos and a jade pendant.

The yellow-green power enveloped them, and after a while, the three souls gradually woke up.