Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 52
Seeing that it was getting dark, He Yonggui had already looked out of the window once.

Fang Ling quickly took out two sticks of incense, lit them, mobilized his spiritual power, and cast the Soul Leaving Curse.

Once a person's soul leaves the body, although he will not die immediately in a short period of time, he has no breath and looks no different from a dead person.

I stayed up for several days and nights, and lost my blood and essence yesterday. Even though I slept all day and night, I still felt powerless.

After finally pulling out the souls of Qin Xianghe and Fang Changqing, they were waiting for Li Yufeng to come for the autopsy.

Sure enough, after about a stick of incense, the door was unlocked.

Fang Ling quickly adjusted his breath and used a water-avoiding technique.To put it bluntly, the Water Avoidance Curse is the method of tortoise breathing, which reduces the heartbeat to the weakest for a period of time to ensure the minimum consumption, so that you can hold your breath for a long time.

As expected, Li Yufeng was very strict. He checked the breaths of each of them before ordering He Yonggui to load the three of them into an ox cart in the yard and transport them away.As usual in the village, every household would close its doors as soon as the sun went down, so the trip went smoothly.

It's just that Fang Ling suffered a lot and bumped all the way, breaking her ability to avoid water long ago.

While He Yonggui was pulling the cart, he always felt something moving on the ox cart behind him.When I turned around, there was nothing.

He went back and forth three times without returning, which made him suspicious and frightened all the way. Any slightest disturbance would scare him out of his wits.I had no choice but to take off the wine bottle from my waist and take a few sips, only to gain a little more courage.

Sure enough, it was that hemp willow tree again.

He Yonggui carried the three of them out of the car, and suddenly pulled out a boning knife from the bottom of the car.Fang Ling turned pale with shock, what a Li Yufeng, this play is too complete.This means disembowelling him.

Looking at this dead man, he can no longer pretend.He Yonggui had already sprayed a large mouthful of wine onto the sharp knife before turning around.

Fang Ling casually touched a big stone and hit him on the back of the head with a bang.He Yonggui held his head and grinned, shouting: "Who?"

Instinctively, he turned around to fight back.

Fang Ling panicked. In the play, wouldn't it be the case that someone would faint with a casual knock?Why is this He Yonggui so successful?

In desperation, he threw the stone, stretched his hands like eagle claws, and said grimly, "Give me back my life! Give me back my life..."

He Yonggui saw Fang Ling, who was obviously dead, with disheveled hair and a pale face, staring straight at him, with black blood dripping from his nose and eyes, and he dug straight into his heart.I was so frightened that I lost my breath with a roar.

Fang Ling quickly stepped forward and tied up He Yonggui.He hurriedly took out the fire book and lit the soul-inducing incense, and began to revive her father and Qin Xianghe.Fortunately, both of them are middle-aged, their souls are stable, and they are still intact after such a long period of tossing.

If it was like Fusheng's back then, I'm afraid his soul would have been damaged long ago.

When the two woke up, Fang Ling had already lit a fire and was tying the soul-locking knot for them by the light of the fire.When Qin Xianghe saw that He Yonggui had been put down by Fang Ling, he felt relieved and asked her to take a red rope and wrap it around his chest to make a strange shape.

Qin Xianghe had never seen the soul lock knot before, so he couldn't help being curious, "What is this?"

"Soul-locking knot! Your souls have just returned to the body and are not yet stable. You need to lock them."

Qin Xianghe joked: "Then you keep this for me. When I am about to die, I will quickly tie this 'lock' to my chest. Will I not die?"

"It's ok. Before you die, you can smear this soul-locking knot with your own blood, make a death contract, and then tie it around your wrist. Only a fool would do that."

"why?"

"If you make a death contract, your soul will never be able to leave the body. And the body will die one day. Not only will you have to bear the heartbreaking pain when the body dies, but you will also continue to bear the maggots when the body rots after death. The pain of gnawing.

Therefore, the separation of the soul from the body at the time of death is a kind of mercy from God. "

Fang Changqing was not in the mood to listen to their gossip, turned to He Yonggui and kicked him twice, yelled a few more times and found that there was no response, he couldn't help asking: "Girl Ling, did you hit him too hard and beat him to death?"

"How is it possible? When I hit him, he didn't faint. He couldn't be scared to death by me. Don't worry."

It was already a bit cold at night. Fang Changqing emptied the wine gourd in He Yonggui's waist and just took a sip before it spurted out with a pop.

"What's going on? This is the smell of my dementor powder."

Fang Ling chuckled and said, "I'm making you greedy!"

Soul-hunting powder is Fang Changqing's unique secret book.A drug that can make people restless and confused when used in small amounts, and can cause drowsiness when used in large amounts.It is an important prop for Fang Changqing to travel the rivers and lakes and display his supernatural powers.

Fang Ling was very shameless about this. He didn't expect that he would use it once today, and the effect was really good.

It turned out that Fang Ling asked Qin Xianghe to invite Li Yufeng to send her away, mainly to take advantage of the opportunity to do two things.

One is to find the lovesickness poison in her room, and use Dementor powder to drop it.With Li Yufeng's ruthlessness, he might attack He Yonggui and the little maid.If they were dead, Mr. Zhao might not believe the one-sided words of Fang Ling and the other three.

Second, pour the soul-stirring powder into He Yonggui's wine flask.If it weren't for the effect of the soul-stirring powder, Fang Ling would never have been able to bring down an experienced criminal so easily, and he could still show his composure after killing someone and disembowel him.

However, with the dosage that Fang Ling gave Qin Xianghe, it was not enough for Fang Changqing to taste it in one sip.Although it is unlikely that he is familiar with his own medicine.Thinking about it, I'm afraid Li Yufeng has already made a move.

Is there maybe a double dose of medicine in this jug now?Fortunately, He Yonggui was somewhat nervous about moving the body at night, otherwise something would have almost happened.

"I'm afraid he will have to sleep for a while longer. It's good. If he knew that Li Yufeng wanted to kill him and silence him, he would definitely identify Li Yufeng, which would save me from pretending to be a ghost to scare him."

Fang Ling took out a few cakes from his bosom and gave them to the three of them to gobble them up.Fortunately, she was prepared, otherwise, she would not die of poison after starving for two days and two nights, and she would starve to death.

The next day, Li Yufeng excused herself and asked He Yonggui to send Fang Changqing and the three of them back to Yuanchuan Town. Because Miss Fang was weak, she asked the little maid to follow them.

A few yamen servants went to the village to find an aunt who took care of Li Yufeng and set off early to return to Minchuan City.

Linchuan Village is very close to Minchuan City, and it takes only half a day to arrive.

Li Yufeng had dealt with the top priority for the past few days this time. Although her body was still weak, her mood felt more relaxed and comfortable.After returning home, someone prepared hot water and took a comfortable hot bath.

The maid who served the bath was born, and she didn't know where she went.Li Yufeng was in a good mood and didn't want to blame her, so she got up, wrapped herself in a bath towel, and went to find clothes in the closet.

Just now when he opened the cabinet door, he saw a person curled up inside.That person was none other than the little maid she poisoned to death last night.

I saw the little servant girl leaning against the cabinet wall motionless, her complexion was pale, black blood was flowing from all seven orifices, obviously she had already passed away.But his eyes were wide open, staring at Li Yufeng firmly.

Suddenly, Li Yufeng seemed to see the corners of the little maid's mouth turning up into a sinister smile.

Li Yufeng exclaimed in fright, and the clothes in her hands fell to the floor.When she looked carefully again, the little maid was still as motionless as before, as if the smile just now was an illusion.

Someone asked at the door: "What's wrong? Aunt Li? What happened?"

Li Yufeng hurriedly closed the cabinet door, forced herself to calm down, and threw on some clothes before replying: "Nothing, I just saw a mouse. Don't come in yet."

"Is it really all right? But I have something to do with Aunt Li." The familiar voice just now sounded again.

Li Yufeng turned around immediately, and found that He Yonggui was standing at the door.

It's just that the current He Yonggui is like that little maid, with black blood flowing from all seven orifices, his arms hanging on his sides like dead objects, his whole body wrapped in a large white robe and floating empty.A pair of eyes stared at Li Yufeng resentfully.

Li Yufeng screamed at the top of her lungs and fell to the ground. She stepped back and screamed: "Don't come over, don't come over!"

At this time, the closet door creaked open, and the sound reached Li Yufeng's ears, which was particularly sharp and harsh.The little maid slowly climbed out of the cabinet and said with a sinister smile: "Aunt Li, I'll feed you sugar water."

As he spoke, he brought his hands to his mouth and spit out a sticky black-red liquid with a puff, and crawled up to Li Yufeng step by step, tick-tock, "Aunt Li, come, have a drink."

Li Yufeng kept screaming, crying out: "Please, let me go, let me go! I didn't mean to kill you, you know too many secrets about me."

"Don't worry, Aunt Li! I am your most loyal maid, how could I tell your story?"

"I'm scared, I'm just scared. Meng Shuyou, my second uncle, and Fang Changqing, I have shouldered too many lives. I'm afraid that if the news leaks out, I will die without a burial place. Please let me go. !”

Speaking of which, Li Yufeng couldn't help crying.

(End of this chapter)