Taboos in the Underworld: Starting from being paid a lot of money to beg for a child

I looked at Tiedan and was a little dazed.

However, the results of this experiment are already obvious.

The little girl did not pounce on Tiedan but pounced on Yadan, which proves that Tiedan is not a brat.

Coupled with the fact that Tie Dan entered the Soul-nurturing Umbrella, I became more and more sure that Tie Dan was not a brat.

The senior sister took out the wooden sign and took the little girl in, then asked:

"What's going on? Why don't I understand this experiment you did?"

I chuckled and said:

"Senior sister, Tiedan is not a brat, at least not the kind of brat that is used to assist various fortunes."

"Are you saying that the little girl didn't pounce on Tiedan but pounced on Yadan, so Tiedan and it are the same kind? But Tiedan didn't pounce on Yadan either."

Senior sister seemed to understand my intention.

I nodded and said:

"Yes, Tiedan didn't attack Yadan, but when we were in Chiang Mai, Tiedan attacked another brat. You were already turning Yadan into a violent person, and you also turned a violent person to Tiedan. Yadan has your Tiedan also has aura, so of course he won’t attack Yadan, that’s how it should be, right! That’s it!”

Seeing that I was so sure, the senior sister asked again:

"Didn't you collect Tiedan from Song Fugui? How come it's not an auxiliary kid?"

I hummed and put the iron egg back into the soul-nurturing umbrella:

"We won't know this until we see Song Fugui tomorrow."

"Sister, sister, I... want... Tiedan." Yadan's voice was not smooth.

I laughed and said:

"Tiedan is fine, it's so charming."

The senior sister put the girl into the wooden sign hehehe, then handed the little girl's wooden sign to me and said:

"Now that you have brought it over, please help the little girl to be liberated. I will go back to the room first."

I took the wooden sign and started to pray for the little girl after the senior sister left.

The little girl had no consciousness.

But fortunately, the path of reincarnation is still there.

Speaking of which, this little girl is quite pitiful.

There were no obvious external injuries on his soul, so he probably died of some terminal illness.

......

At noon the next day, my senior sister and I arrived at a relatively large Hunan restaurant on time.

Song Fugui has already opened a private room inside, and he is the only one.

He was very depressed and did not order anything after he arrived. There was only a small plate of shredded kelp and a small plate of peanuts on the table. In addition, there was a black plastic bag on the table.

Seeing us coming in, Song Fugui quickly stood up and came over. He stretched out his hand and said:

"Master Xiao Liu, could you please make another trip? Oh, Wen Jing is here too."

The senior sister nodded, found a chair and sat down alone.

I shook Song Fugui's hand and didn't feel anything strange.

We can rule out the possibility of being possessed by a ghost, but we can't rule out the possibility of him being back-bitten by an imp.

After Song Fugui sat down, he put his hand into the black plastic bag and said:

"Master Xiao Liu, let's order first, and we'll chat while we eat."

I watched Song Fugui's movements and saw him take out two chicken hearts or duck hearts from the black plastic bag and stuff them into his mouth.

While chewing, he said:

"This thing has become my snack now. As long as I don't fall asleep, I have to eat a few every hour, otherwise I will feel uncomfortable all over."

I said oh and asked:

"Is this a duck heart?"

Song Fugui nodded and said while chewing the duck heart:

"Yes, I also tried eating chicken hearts, but the effect was not as good as duck hearts."

The duck heart he ate seemed to be undercooked. When he ate, there was a slight red blood leaking from the corner of his mouth, which made him look a little nauseous.

I pulled the black plastic bag over, and it was all filled with duck hearts.

There were dozens of them, and they looked like they were raw.

"Don't you cook it before eating it?"

Song Fugui swallowed the two duck hearts and said:

"The cooked ones don't taste good. I always scald them with boiling water and eat them directly. Master Xiao Liu, please help me see if there are any ghosts causing trouble. The doctor said that if I eat like this, I won't live long." years."

"Well, let's order first. It's not a big deal if the waiter comes in and out." I said.

This symptom is obviously coming back from the kid again.

As for what kind of imp, I don't know.

But I once saw it in Master’s notebook.

Various imps that assist fortune have different ways of attacking their masters, but I haven't seen it here yet.

But no matter what kind of imp it is, it is inseparable from the blood of its master.

Therefore, it is actually very simple to deal with this little devil that has been deprived of support and turns back on its owner. You just need to lure it out.

After the waiter had served all the dishes, I locked the door to the private room and closed all the curtains.

"Sister, do you have a knife?" I asked.

The senior sister nodded, took out her commonly used dagger from her bag and threw it over.

"Master Xiao Liu, what do you want to do?" Song Fuguo asked nervously.

I handed him the dagger, then took a clean small bowl, poured half a bowl of water into it and said:

"Put three drops of blood from your left middle finger into the bowl."

Song Fugui understood what I meant. As someone who had raised a kid before, he was extremely skilled at cutting his fingers.

Due to long-term blood supply, the middle finger of his left hand has been cut beyond recognition by a knife. The nerves in that part have been necrotic, and it will not hurt no matter how much it is cut.

Three drops of blood dripped into the bowl, slowly turning into blood streaks and floating in the water.

Finally, it blended into the water completely and evenly, and the color of the water did not change much.

"Four more drops," I said, staring at the bowl.

Song Fugui nodded and squeezed four more drops of blood into the bowl.

I stirred it in the bowl with chopsticks, and the water in the bowl turned light red.

"What's next?" Song Fugui asked doubtfully.

I said nothing and continued to stare at the reddish blood in the bowl.

After a few seconds, something strange happened. The blood in the bowl became clearer and clearer at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There's a kid sucking blood! ! !

And judging from this speed, this kid seems to be very hungry!

I quickly stood up, took out the soul-nurturing umbrella from my backpack, quickly cast a hand spell on it, then swung the umbrella, and Tiedan was shouted out of the umbrella.

Tiedan is not a brat, and he likes to pounce on brats.

I can't see this kid, senior sister can't see it, and Song Fugui can't see it either.

But Tiedan can definitely see it.

As soon as Tiedan came out, he glanced at Song Fugui. Song Fugui shivered all over, stood up suddenly and wanted to hide.

He knew Tiedan and was deeply afraid of Tiedan.

Even though Tiedan looks much cuter now, he still can't accept it.

"You don't move."

I stopped Song Fugui's figure.

Tiedan just glanced at him, and then stared closely at the bowl of blood.

After just looking at it for two or three seconds, the little guy snorted, took two steps, reached out and grabbed the bowl of blood.

With a "click", Tiedan's hand clearly did not touch the small bowl, but the small bowl fell to the ground as if someone had picked it up.

If I hadn't known that there was a kid sucking blood there, I would have thought that the Iron Egg had special abilities like retrieving objects from the air.

After the bowl fell to the ground, Tiedan sat down on the table and clasped his hands together, leaving about ten centimeters of space between the palms of his hands.

Its two palms kept rubbing the mass of air in the middle.

It seems that it is holding something, and that thing is still struggling.

This scene is very joyful, and it reminds me of Sun Wukong doing the Turtle Pop Qigong in Dragon Ball.

"Let me go, Tiedan, do you want to use Guibo Qigong?"

My senior sister obviously thought of going together with me, and she expressed this idea directly and naughtily.

Tiedan grinned happily, and kept rubbing his hands.

Almost 3 minutes passed like this...

"Tiedan, do you have no chakra?"

The senior sister said with a smile again.

I couldn't help but burst into laughter, because Tiedan's expression became more and more serious, a groove formed between his eyebrows, and he closed his mouth tightly, as if he was a little impatient.

Song Fugui also stared at Tiedan, temporarily forgetting his fear.

After about another minute, a mass of black Qi slowly appeared in the middle of Tiedan's palm.

The black energy was still struggling, and Tiedan immediately turned to smile angrily, and rubbed his hands faster.

As the iron egg accelerated and rubbed, the black air quickly condensed into an entity.

Finally, it turned into a black, humanoid doll that looked like a mummy.

But the little baby no longer struggled.

The iron egg is already very small, and the little doll looks even smaller in its hand, which is only a little bigger than the small bowl.

After Tie Dan took it out of the prototype, he casually threw it on the table.

Then he clapped his hands and climbed up from the table, staggeringly jumped into the umbrella under the table and disappeared.

This little guy really has a way of doing good things without leaving a name.

I quickly took out a yellow charm from my bag and stuck it directly on the little doll.

The senior sister came over and looked at her mouth and said:

"Haha, it's just a ghoul!"