Chapter 153 You need a pack of decontamination powder
Wang Ling called True Lord Throwing Thunder from Wenxian Garden. Song Qingshu came to ask for help. This matter needs to be discussed in a long term.
After sending a text message, Lord Throwing Thunder immediately rode a sheep and galloped over after hearing the news. When he arrived at the door of Wang's house, it only took less than five minutes.
After Lord Throwing Thunder brought the sheep back, he entrusted one of his little brothers who was a magician to come and repair the tricycle. Hearing that Wang Ling was looking for him at night, he took this opportunity to ride the tricycle back to Wang Ling.
When he came to the door, Grenade-Throwing Lord saw that the door of the Wang family villa was opened a crack, which was opened by Wang Ling from the air.
Then Song Qingshu saw the death-seeking senior and a pink-haired lolita wearing blue lace suspenders and shorts both entering the door. The little lolita looked like she was only six years old, with a bun and a
He was also wearing a small gray windbreaker, and his big eyes were blinking as he looked around.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but feel a jump in his heart when he saw True Lord Throwing Thunder holding the little Lolita... He had never heard that this death-seeking senior had a daughter. Where did this little Lolita come from?
After entering the door, the first thing that Grenade-Throwing Lord saw was that Mr. Wang was watching a TV show. It was the recently popular "Old Driver Take Me". He didn't dare to disturb the old man watching the show at all, but at this moment he had secretly
I decided to watch the TV series from beginning to end after I go back today... maybe I will have an epiphany about the secret of heaven!
Well...every action the senior makes has a purpose!
Holding the sheep in front of Wang Ling, Lord Throwing Thunder saw Wang Ling's pajamas and his eyes were stunned: Damn, brother Ling... you are a little cute today!?
Then, he hugged Wang Ling, who was wearing White Rabbit pajamas, and said, "Brother Ling, I brought you the sheep..."
Wang Ling stared at the little Loli and raised his eyebrows.
Lord Throwing Thunder touched Loli's little head: "Brother, you are relieved now, right?"
Wang Ling held his chin and nodded. This was not the first time that a sheep had materialized. However, the previous few times, the clothes that materialized were really terrible because of the rust spots and peeling paint on the tricycle. Now go again.
After some maintenance, it turned out much better!
Sheep pointed at True Lord Throwing Thunder, with an excited look on his face: "This uncle asked someone to help me apply paint, wax, and lubricant! It feels so good!"
Lord Throwing Thunder: "..."
"..." Wang Ling always felt that there was something strange about these words!
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After listening to Song Qingshu's explanation of the cause and effect of the incident, Lord Throwing Thunder looked at Song Qingshu and smiled: "It turns out that the group of people who fought with us for the Stone Ghost Face were all sent by you. Now they have become abandoned sons and are being hunted down, so
Did you come to us for help? If you had known this, why did you do it in the first place?"
Song Qingshu sighed and showed a bitter expression on his face: "At this point, I have no choice but to come to the two seniors for help. If the two seniors can help me, I can help the two seniors get what they want.
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"You tell me first and listen." Zhenjun Zhu Lei leaned on the sofa and hugged the sheep from behind. The sheep twisted its body with a look of disgust and struggled away...
"I know that senior has been looking for information about the maker of the Stone Ghost Face..." Song Qingshu said while looking at Wang Ling and True Lord Throwing the Thunder.
Upon hearing this, Wang Ling and Lord Throwing Thunder's eyes lit up: "Do you have any clues?"
Song Qingshu nodded solemnly: "Yes!" This information was given to him by Zhou Jie, the former leader of the Qing Gang, and the accuracy of the information was over 90%.
In fact, Song Qingshu knew that he had no conditions for negotiation at all. Nowadays, cultivators have various ways of retrieving memories. With the strength of these two people, it is easy to read their own memories.
However, he is not stupid... long before he came to the Wang family villa, he had sealed his memory with a spell. Once the spell was forcibly released, all his memories would disappear. Song Qingshu knew very well that this was his only
Negotiation chips. But even so, he still couldn't guarantee whether Wang Ling had other ways to pry into his memory.
After all, this is a senior who can even turn into a pair of long trousers and turn a god into a monster!
"You are smart, you used a spell to seal up your memory." The Thunder-Throwing Lord looked at Song Qingshu, his pupils flashing with light. This is the Heavenly Eye of the God Transformation Stage. Although it is far inferior to Wang Ling, it still needs to be seen.
The clues are not difficult.
However, True Lord Throwing Thunder quickly frowned and discovered a black stain on Song Qingshu's soul. He immediately asked in surprise: "Soul brand?"
It's getting darker and darker, like now the soul mark on Song Qingshu's body has turned into a black fungus!
Song Qingshu lowered his head and sighed: "Working in Muxian Castle, everyone has a soul imprint like this planted by the castle master..."
Lord Throwing Thunder held his chin and thought deeply. There are actually many ways to remove the soul mark. But Song Qingshu's mark is too deep, and it is difficult to remove it with ordinary methods. The castle master's mark that is now tied to Song Qingshu's soul is
Like a time bomb, there is not only the risk of exposing the location, but also the Chinese and Indians are extremely easy to be cursed remotely.
"Brother, is there any way I can wash away the soul mark?" He frowned and asked, Thunder-Throwing Lord Zhenjun.
Wang Ling nodded, then got up and went to the bathroom on the first floor of the Wang family's villa, and took out a red-wrapped bag from the cupboard.
Beside, Lord Throwing Thunder and Song Qingshu were shocked when they saw the familiar packaging: "..."
Lord Throwing Thunder: "...Brother, what is this?"
Wang Ling tore open the bag.
In the bag, the white particles are shining golden and exuding the fragrance of soap locust.
This is a bag of mysterious washing powder that has been opened by him...
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At the same moment, a woman approached outside the Wang family's small villa. The woman was wearing a cheongsam and a pair of red high heels.
She followed Song Qingshu's soul imprint to this point.
"This is the place... Do you think the castle master won't know if you hide here?" The woman sneered, she could already smell Song Qingshu's scent.
"Song Qingshu, you come out and die! I was ordered by Bao Niang to avenge Zuo!" The woman made no move, but the angry voice went straight into her heart and was deafening.
Unfortunately, this voice failed to receive any reply...
"Damn it! Song Qingshu, if you are willing to be a coward and dare not come out, I will rush in! I swear, I will kill everyone in this villa without leaving a trace!" The red cheongsam woman was furious.
And just when the woman was about to enter the villa and take further action, the door of the Wang family's small villa opened...
I saw a young man wearing White Rabbit pajamas slowly walk out from behind the door first.