After all, Mr. Yan is missing me!

Chapter 25 A Man's Mood

Looking at the man with a sudden black face, Su Zigui felt baffled.

The conversation was going well, but suddenly his face changed. Could it be that the man's mood is the same as the rain in June, changing as soon as he says it?

Change it, let him go.

The other party didn't speak, and Su Zigui didn't speak either. She took out the tracking charm, smeared the blood on her fingertips, and continued to track the whereabouts of Li Dali's wife.

Commanding all the way, the car finally stopped in the northern suburbs.

In the distance, Su Zigui saw a big black cat. Cats are psychic, and ordinary black cats are more effective, but the one in front of him has a faint green light, which is obviously domesticated. Psychic, and most importantly, the cat smells like Li Dali's wife!
She quickly unfastened her seat belt and said in a deep voice, "Stop."

The voice fell, and the car stopped.

Su Zigui got out of the car quickly, and cautiously approached the black cat.

Yan Xiao's face was gloomy, but he still followed the woman without saying a word.

Su Zigui approached cautiously, but when he was three meters away, the black cat still noticed something strange. It stared at the person with its eyes, and backed away while making a 'hissing' roar.

Seeing that the other party wanted to run away, Su Zigui quickly threw out a immobilization talisman, muttering in his mouth: "Heaven, earth, universe, fix it!"

With the talisman sticking to his body, the black cat couldn't move a single step.

Su Zigui stepped forward calmly. She took out the cinnabar, drew a mantra on her palm, then paired it with a mantra talisman, and hit the black cat together.

The next moment, Li Dali and his wife appeared in front of her eyes. There was a scene where a black cat delivered the medicine, and Li Dali knelt down respectfully, and then happily took the medicine. There was also a scene where Li Dali's wife gave birth, and the things fell out, and the black cat immediately went to pick them up and eat them. The scene of the drop...

Blood and blood were bloody, Su Zigui resisted the urge to vomit, and kept saying the word "Master" in his mind.

Thinking silently in his mind is equivalent to asking the black cat a question, unless it was banned like Li Dali from the beginning, it will show the appearance of its owner.

But just when Su Zigui was full of confidence, all the pictures were cut off. Immediately afterwards, a foul smell penetrated into her heart and lungs. She coughed vigorously, and the black cat also began to struggle hard, roaring in its mouth, as if it wanted to attack someone look.

When Su Zigui was about to lose control of the black cat, Yan Xiao stretched out his hand to hold it.

The man said with a straight face: "The little thing is very fierce, do you have to have it?"

Su Zigui nodded and explained: "I suspect that the owner of the black cat has something to do with Li Dali and his wife's mastermind behind the scenes. Keeping it, I can slowly figure out a way to know who is behind the mastermind."

"Go find a bag in the car." Yan Xiao was scratched twice, and he frowned.

"Persist." Su Zigui glanced at the scratches on the back of the man's hand, and then walked back quickly.

After a while, she came back with the bag.

Yan Xiao put the black cat in, and said in a deep voice, "Where are you going now?"

"Don't worry, I will help you treat the wound first." Su Zigui opened the backpack, took out a special potion from it, grabbed the man's hand, and began to wipe the potion.

As soon as the medicine bottle was opened, a choking smell came overpoweringly.

Yan Xiao frowned, it was really smelly, a smell he had never smelled before.

Sensing the man's expression, Su Zigui explained: "This black cat is psychic, and besides, it was raised by others. You don't know how dirty the things you feed are if you don't use this kind of medicine. His hand will be completely rotten tomorrow."

"Then use it."

Yan Xiao held his breath as much as possible to prevent himself from breathing the stench, but he still couldn't help asking: "What is it made of? How can it smell like this?"

Su Zigui lowered her head, she pursed her lips, pretending she didn't hear.

if not?How should she tell the man that besides the five poisons, there is also a little cat feces.

Looking at the woman who was concentrating on treating the wound, Yan Xiao's expression softened slightly, his brows stretched, and he kept comforting himself in his heart.

She grew up on the mountain and didn't understand how to like people, but she went down the mountain as soon as she knew about the marriage. She was barely obedient and honest.

After treating the wound, Su Zigui put away his things and said in a deep voice, "Let's go."

"Row."

Yan Xiao responded, picked up the bag containing the black cat and was about to leave, but the cat, which was still struggling just now, was too quiet at the moment. With a twitch of his left eyelid, he subconsciously opened the pocket, and suddenly, a stench of rotting flesh and blood came over him!

Yan Xiao's face darkened, he covered his nose with his hand and said, "The black cat is dead."

Su Zigui turned her head in amazement and saw the rotten black cat that seemed to have been dead for half a month. Her expression was dignified and ugly.

Even a beast has used the restriction in advance, and it is still so insidious. Who is behind it?What exactly do you want to do?
A rare anger rose from her heart, she clenched her fists tightly and said through gritted teeth: "This is treating me like a child."

After speaking, she took out the tracking charm, smeared the blood on her fingertips, and said the tracking spell in her mouth.

……

Villa, basement.

'Wow! '

The man in Taoist robe spat out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground exhausted.

The man in the Bodhisattva mask quickly stood up, with a gentle and kind tone, "What's the matter? You can get into trouble if you keep your tail?"

The Taoist man blushed, he lowered his head, and said angrily: "Su Zigui met my cat, and tried to use a mantra spell on the cat. Her spell is very domineering, and the cat is already dead because of the prohibition I placed before." gone."

"With a mantra, can she find out the truth from the civet cat?"

The man in the Bodhisattva mask took a sip from his teacup and said slowly, "After fighting so many times, you still can't guess which martial art she uses?"

The Taoist robed man lowered his head in embarrassment, and said angrily: "The technique is very complicated, and the spell is overbearing. I really can't see it for a while. The civet is a spiritual creature that I have domesticated for three years, but she still..."

"It's just a cat. If it dies, it will die. Remember to pick yourself out." The man in the Buddha mask said with compassion. A civet that has reached that level can already do many things. Of course, the production process is also very difficult.

One hundred black cats who hope to be psychic, all locked in a sealed box, no food, no water, open the box every other month, until the eyes of the last living cat change color, and the civet will become a civet. up.

"Yes. Don't worry sir, I will definitely not expose myself..."

Before he could finish speaking, the Taoist robed man glanced at the golden dotted line on his body, and his face changed drastically: "Sir, Su Zigui didn't know when he used a tracking spell on me, and now my location may have been exposed!"

"idiot."

The man in the Bodhisattva mask glared impatiently, and said in a gloomy tone, "Stay here for one night, and take this opportunity to cut off all the horse's feet that should be broken."

"Yes, I'm going to trouble you again this time. Don't worry, I will be careful in what I do in the future and won't trouble you again." The man in Taoist robe knelt down with a plop, anxiously said.

The man in the bodhisattva mask patted the other person on the shoulder, and said in a compassionate tone: "I hope you live well, and if something goes wrong, don't let it happen again."

(End of this chapter)