Soft and cute female mage

Chapter 61 So You Are Here
Fang Ling's back felt cold, and suddenly thinking of the souls of her father and sister-in-law Cuiyun, she couldn't help but tremble all over, and asked cautiously:
"You always use other people's primordial spirits to sacrifice lamps?"

"No, I use the demon soul. The more powerful the demon is, the more powerful the soul-devouring lamp can be aroused."

Fang Ling was slightly relieved after hearing this.He couldn't help but sigh: "It's really an evil thing. It doesn't sound like a good thing."

"Oh? The girl thinks so? This is the supreme magic weapon that people in my Taoist sect flock to."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I don't understand this. I'm sorry for my blindness."

While chatting like this, Fang Ling felt hungry.I just drank a bowl of porridge today, and I didn't even feel that my heart was hanging just now.At this time, I relaxed and couldn't help but feel hungry.

He couldn't help biting his fingertips in embarrassment, and said with a smile: "Master, do you have anything to talk about to satisfy your hunger?"

The man was very interested in talking about the magic weapon. Unexpectedly, Fang Ling suddenly said such a sentence, and he was a little disappointed at the moment, so he said perfunctorily, "There is wine."

"Then what if you're hungry?"

"There are restaurants in town."

"Oh, it's not going to be a restaurant right now." Fang Lingwu muttered to himself.

Suddenly he asked curiously: "Soul Eater can swallow all souls. How can it swallow the souls of pheasants, rabbits, and porcupines?"

The man looked at Fang Ling suspiciously, and Fang Ling also seemed a little embarrassed.I had to laugh, "I just think this thing should be very powerful for hunting small animals, right? Of course, if you don't use the soul as a sacrifice."

"Use it to hunt? Hehe, of course it's also possible!"

The man looked at Fang Ling in surprise, smiled helplessly, and said instead:
"It's a trivial matter like hunting a small beast, you don't need a primordial spirit, just spend some spiritual energy."

As he spoke, he turned his wrist, and a faint halo appeared on his fingertips.The halo slowly curled up to the black dragon's roaring mouth, and a faint cyan flame floated up faintly.

When Fang Ling looked carefully, he saw that apart from the sharp teeth, there was no wick in the dragon's mouth.Come to think of it, the fire is not a real flame, and it does not necessarily need a wick.

I saw that the flame had no smell of fireworks, but it was supernatural, transparent, and extremely charming.It doesn't flicker like a real flame, but it has a powerful attraction.

Fang Ling felt that he wanted to stare at it uncontrollably, but in a trance, he stood up involuntarily and walked towards the light step by step.

While Fang Ling was in a daze, he saw a smooth and slender hand gently applying it to his eyes.There was a faint light on the hand, and Fang Ling felt that the light was very comfortable.When his fingers touched her face, she couldn't help but slowly closed her eyes.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt a burst of clarity in my mind, and the Lingtai suddenly became sober.When she opened her eyes again, the man had already withdrawn her hand, and she couldn't help feeling a little scared.

At the same time, only a rustling sound could be heard from the nearby grass.The man's fingers moved slightly, a pearl hairpin had already been shot out, and there was no movement in the grass.

Fang Ling forgot about this hairpin, and was only watching him put Lao Jia's income paper talisman into his sleeve.I don't know that I put away the hairpin as well, and now it is a hidden weapon in my hand.

Fang Ling didn't want to think about all this, and ran over, and when he dug through the grass, he saw a fat rabbit.

Fang Ling instantly threw away the fear he felt just now and happily carried the rabbit back.He took off his bloody hairpin and threw it aside. He took out a dagger from his arms and skillfully peeled off the skin. He then took it to a nearby clear spring and washed it, then put it on the fire.

While roasting, he said: "I will borrow your wine."

Seeing the man's hesitation, he added: "Rabbit meat has a strong earthy smell, so sprinkle wine on it to remove the fishy smell."

The man took out an elegant wine bag as he said, and sprinkled some wine on the rabbit.

Fang Ling took out a delicate cloth bag from his arms, took out various seasonings inside, and sprinkled some on it from time to time.

While roasting, he said proudly: "My father is good at hunting, and I am good at eating. Everyone who has tasted my cooking is full of praise."

"Isn't your father a medicine picker?"

"Oh? Hehe... That's right, there is no conflict in hunting and collecting medicinal herbs. Hunters often encounter medicinal materials and will gather them. People in the mountains don't care so much. They just do what they find, as long as they can be sold for money. We have always been here. It's all like that."

Fang Ling quickly shut up as he said too much, and concentrated on roasting the rabbit.When the fat rabbit was roasted deliciously and sizzling with oil, it was poured with wine again, sprinkled with some condiments and salt, and a burst of aroma came to the nostrils.

Fang Ling took the rabbit, cut off a piece with a dagger and tasted it, only to find that it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, and the gravy was rich, not only tasty but also rich and full, leaving a mouthful of fragrance.So he couldn't help but suck his fingers, took off one of the fattest hind legs and handed it to the man.

Seeing that Fang Ling had already tasted a piece, the man didn't hesitate, took it and started eating it with great taste.

After a while, I saw that the man began to fall asleep, and then he fell asleep on the animal skin blanket.

Fang Ling hurriedly put away all the ingredients, together with his father's dementor powder.He hurriedly untied the burden of the day, searched carefully, but still couldn't find any Horcruxes.

If he were to arrest someone's soul, he must need a horcrux to place it, but now not only can't find a soul, but he can't even find half a horcrux.

Fang Ling turned around and looked at the man's clear sleeping face illuminated by the firelight.

The eyes were lightly closed to isolate the cold gaze, and the calm and quiet look was much less cold and cool.But the high bridge of the nose and the lightly pursed thin lips carry a sense of coercion and momentum. Even though they know that the person has been stunned, they still make people inexplicably afraid to approach him.

Fang Ling restrained his mind, stepped forward bravely, and groped the man, but apart from the Soul-eating Lamp just now, there was only the spell that sealed Lao Jia.

Fang Ling panicked for a while, could it be that he has already refined the sacrificial lamp?Impossible, if that were the case, her father and sister-in-law Cuiyun would die immediately.Now they are still alive, and their souls must still be there.

Could it be that there is someone else behind the scenes?
Fang Ling stared at the dark and smooth lamp nervously, and after a moment's hesitation, he put it in his arms.While opening the charm and releasing Lao Jia, he turned around and plunged into the night.

In any case, this lamp is a very important object. If the soul is not found, according to the man, the lamp can also restore the person's soul to its original state with a trace of soul knowledge.

The man's eyelashes moved slightly, and he slowly opened his eyes meaningfully to look at the dark night.In his mind, he recalled the snow white accidentally exposed when the woman in red was half opened, and the eye-catching bell ring on the swan-like neck.

"So you are here."

The man exhaled lightly, talking to himself leisurely.

(End of this chapter)