"Okay." Bo Yesheng hummed, "I understand, I'll think about it."

In the end, he may have felt really embarrassed and took the initiative to avoid the topic, "But where can I find this material?"

"This is the first material, red crow feathers."

"Red crow feathers, how can there be red crows in this world?" Bo Yesheng's face said, "Are you kidding me?" She had actually seen this red crow before.

"some."

Her tone was calmer than ever before, "A crow that drinks human blood will have its feathers turn red, but this kind of crow will be extremely aggressive."

Bo Yesheng nodded. Although this matter was a bit unbelievable to him, he still accepted it, "Then the question is how should we find it?"

Song Yi shrugged. She didn't know where to look. "Go to the forest. There will always be crows in the forest."

Bo Yesheng had a headache, "What's the difference between this and finding a needle in a haystack?"

"But this is the only way to save you, isn't it?" Song Yi stared at him, and he quickly made a decision in his mind, "Okay, when will we set off?"

"Now."

She evoked a smile, but Bo Yesheng still hesitated, "The evil aura on my body..."

Before he could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Song Yi, "I know what you want to say. There is a method for killing evil spirits in the book. I can help you."

"Okay, I don't want to stay in the capital anymore, so let's go."

Before leaving, Bo Yesheng had to explain a lot of work precautions to his assistant because he was busy with government affairs. He also called his family to talk about the situation.

Although Bo's mother on the other end of the phone was still worried about her relative's son, thinking that this was the only way to save him, she could only grit her teeth and agree.

"Yesheng, you must pay attention to your safety."

Bo's mother's voice seemed to be choked with sobs. Song Yi actually didn't quite understand this feeling. She felt confused for a moment, but he quickly covered it up.

After doing this, the two of them boarded the Bo family's private plane for a casual trip. Of course, it couldn't be called a trip.

"Let's find a place to live at this stage. There's no rush." ​​Bo Yesheng suggested from the private plane. Song Yi nodded. Red crows are hard to find in the first place. Only one will appear among tens of thousands or hundreds of millions. Or it may take hundreds of years for one to appear, it's all a matter of luck.

The forest they were in was relatively remote and not under national control, so there was not even a forest ranger. The two of them brought tents and some necessities of life.

The forest is very big, and the sounds of animals can be heard from time to time. There is really no sense of security when sleeping here. "If it rains, this tent will suffer."

"I don't want to become food for tigers and wolves." Song Yi was a little disgusted, and then she took a piece of paper and started folding the house. Bo Yesheng watched her folding the house with some curiosity.

"What are you doing with your origami house?"

Song Yi immediately rolled her eyes at him, "Why are you sleeping in this tent? Wait a minute, wait until I finish folding." Bo Yesheng really put down his hands and waited for her to finish folding. When the sky gradually darkened, Song Yi finally finished folding the house. She took a deep breath, placed the paper house on the ground, and casually took a yellow talisman and stuck it on it.

Pulling Bo Yesheng to a farther place, he discovered a miracle. The paper house began to slowly grow bigger and turned into a wooden house. Bo Yesheng's eyes widened when he saw it.

Song Yi considered that the forest was actually not safe, so he built two guardrails not far away to block the attacks of the wild beasts. He didn't know how long he would stay here, and he usually had to teach Bo Yesheng how to learn Taoism. All in all, everything is good. The really bad thing is that there is no network in the forest.

It wasn't until Bo Yesheng silently took out his portable WIFI and a careful signal station that Song Yi began to lament that rich people really have no upper limit.

"You even brought this?"

Bo Yesheng said: "I usually need to handle some work. Besides, in this information age, without the Internet, I would be out of touch with reality."

Song Yi had nothing to say, and then Song Yi made various kinds of furniture in the wooden house. After being tired for a day, she lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

When she woke up the next day, Bo Yesheng had already prepared a meal waiting for her, "When you wake up, wash your face and eat."

Song Yi stared at the beautiful and delicious food and swallowed unsatisfactorily. It still had that unique taste. Song Yi was satisfied with the food and felt naturally better.

"I have nothing to do. Let me teach you some basic Taoist techniques."

Bo Yesheng's eyes lit up, "Okay."

She didn't know how many bamboo sticks she found. "No matter when fortune-telling started, it is the simplest and most effective method, but the accuracy rate of ordinary people is only 60% to 70%."

"Do you know why?"

"why?"

Bo Yesheng asked curiously, and Song Yi looked enigmatic, "Because everything must be inherited. There are many methods, but people don't know the most effective method."

"Your task today is to write down these thoughts."

Bo Yesheng nodded to indicate that he understood, and then began to study it seriously.

"If you learn it, wake me up." Song Yi wrote the handwritten technique on a piece of paper and went to sleep. The night she slept last night was not comforting. The animals here were She seemed very noisy when she arrived, but when she saw the wooden house, it seemed like there were countless pairs of eyes staring at her. She didn't know if Bo Yesheng noticed it, but she felt that these animals were not normal.

Especially for wild animals in the forest, the sense of smell is always the highest. Do you really not want to come and take a look when exotic species come?

Bo Yesheng ran the bamboo stick back and forth for divination several times, but he always got the same result. It was written on the white paper, "Tianzun has a spirit, Guandi has a lotus, the spirit lot appears in the world, and can pray for everything."

Although he was obviously following this formula, the calculation was not accurate enough, and Song Yi had already written down the problem on the paper.

【What will you find tonight? 】

This question was so vague that Bo Yesheng couldn't stand it. All things have animism, and the soul is spiritual.

He believed in Buddhism before just to suppress the evil spirit in his heart, but now the impatience came up. He realized something was wrong and quickly adjusted his mentality. After calming down, he calmed down again and did a fortune telling.

This time, it turned out to be an ominous sign. He stood up suddenly, and his sixth sense told him that it must be this hexagram. He broke into a cold sweat and his fingers trembled slightly. Song Yi must have known something for a long time.

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