Chapter 661

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Where are the other souls?

Why is master buried in the ground?

According to the soil conditions, the master has been buried for more than 30 days.

However, it's only ten days since I didn't see my master.

Buried in the sealed coffin, but still can retain the breath, what is the reason.

If the master has been buried in the ground, who was the one who was wandering in front of him?

After ten years of living with master, I realized that no one could pretend to be a fake. Moreover, when the uncle died, his sadness was real, and his love for himself was also true. Sometimes, although he felt a little strange and alienated, he could not fake it.

Yang Zimei felt that his head was full of clouds, so he couldn't understand the cause and effect of this matter.

Suddenly it occurred to her that when she was about to walk out of the strange space in the alley, the master's voice appeared in her hallucination, saying that Zhenzi was going to suck his blood or something.

This is not what Zhen Zi did, right?

Since she dug up Zhenzi that day, the master began to be a little different.

Thinking of this, she picked up the moye sword and directly put it on Zhenzi's neck. "Zhenzi, did you make my master like this?"

Zhenzi looked at her calmly, "master, I will not make the master sad."

"No?"

Yang Zimei's pupil slightly shrinks.

As for Zhenzi, although she can't understand what she is, she is a servant who has made a contract with her own blood, and has a certain degree of empathy.

According to the law, we shouldn't do this to master.

"Master, if you think everything is done by Zhenzi, you can let Zhenzi die."

Zhen Zi's voice is indifferent.

Although Zhen Zi is a perfect servant, she really wants her to be destroyed.

Her existence, like an unknown time bomb, made her uneasy.

But she can't do it.

First of all, Zhenzi already has soul and life, she can't do it.

Second, Zhenzi and she are the master and servant of the blood contract. She doesn't know if she will have something to do with her.

Yang Zimei took moye sword away from Zhen Zi's neck and called for Lan Ya and Xiao Qian who were waiting anxiously outside.

Lan Ya pushed Xiao Qian into the room.

"Sister, the smell of this room is very turbid, very strange."

As soon as Xiao Qian came in, he yelled.

When he saw Yu Qing lying on the bed, he was stunned and asked, "didn't the Taoist priest go out for a long journey? Why are you still here? What's going on here? "

Yang Zimei did not answer him, just let blue Yaya see Yuqing with Yin and Yang eyes.

Lan Ya blinked, shook her head and said, "son eyebrow, I can't see anything."

"Don't you see the black soul you saw before?"

"No. I can't see anything. I just see that the whole room is full of dark breath Lan Ya shook her head.

Yang Zimei also saw it.

I don't know where the dark air in the house came from. It filled the whole room, and it didn't exist before she came in.

Yang Zimei held the master's hand, which had been holding him warmly, and decided to summon the soul for the master.

Only hope that the scattered soul did not go far.

Yang Zimei let Zhen Zi Lan Ya Xiao Qian go out.

The black cat was still curled up beside Yuqing and let Yang Zimei drive him away. He just didn't go away and bit Yuqing's Taoist robe.

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