Supernatural Rebirth Genius Girl Diviner

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"Military B license plate? Where did that come from?" Yang Zimei knew nothing about military license plate numbers.

Luo Yinghao explained to her:

Army cards consist of Chinese characters, letters, spacers, and serial numbers. The format is: "Army A · 12345" at the front and "Army 12345" at the rear, commonly known as "front red and black".

"Army A" is the Military Commission and General Staff, while "Army B" belongs to the license plate number of the "General Political Department."

As soon as Yang Zimei heard it, his eyes lit up, "Is it really possible to get a superb license plate like Army B?"

"With the ability of Mr. Jiang, naturally it doesn't matter. You simply ask him to drop in a car for you, Master. What kind of military vehicle do you like?"

"Just this kind of Land Rover!" Yang Zimei really likes this domineering and sturdy landlord, even though it is not like her temperament.

Luo Yinghao sweated again.

However, although she looks like a weak girl, the essence can no longer be measured by a girl, and she can be a Land Rover!

The car quickly came to the house.

Yang Zi got out of the car, and saw the black and turbulent Yinsha swirling like a whirlpool over the house, more chaotic than she saw before she came.

She hurriedly walked over and saw the door of the mansion opened, and there was a cry of depression from the woman with depression.

"Master--"

She called softly.

"Niuniu, come in quickly."

Yuqing heard her voice and responded.

Yang Zimei stepped in and found that the inside was actually full of yellow magical spirits, which seemed extremely gloomy.

Why are you doing these formations again?

No wonder the wraith is furious.

Yang Zi frowned, and lifted away those wandering spirits, and saw Master.

In front of him, five people were lying.

One was the host's uncle Xu Tian she had seen before, one should be his two sons Xu Feilong and Xu Feihu, and one was his grandson Xu Haotian.

The three were not in a coma, they were pale, their eyes were lying empty, there was no trace of energy, and beside them, old and young women were crying.

Yang Zimei looked at them with the eyes of the sky. Sure enough, he either lost his soul or lost his soul, and it was lost three days ago.

In another ten hours, if the soul can't be found, it will be death.

"Niuniu, are you here?"

Yu Qing lifted the dust and said helplessly: "Look if you have a way to retrieve their souls. Master's mana is not enough to take them back from the hands of the dead souls."

"I have never encountered a case where the soul was taken from the soul of an undead-"

Yang Zimei's heart is not bottomless.

She turned to the center of the hall and found traces of ground breaking, so she asked the crying aunt, "Don't you want to dig out the buried body?"

Dasao cried, "Yeah, my wife was thinking about moving away, but this house was left by his ancestors, there are too many memories in it, and the feng shui is very good, so he and my sons will Reluctant to listen to an acquaintance of an aide, if you want to remove the corpse, continue to use it as the ancestral house. Who knows, as soon as the soil was dug out, the corpse that appeared underground was not rotten at all, as if it had just died Like that, my wife and my son and grandson suddenly fell to the ground and couldn't get up ... "

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