Chapter 192: Hunting and Killing the Purple Bird (14)
"What?" Da Miaolu was a little angry, "That's good. Miaojiang's bird blood can help you." As he said that, Da Miaolu recited a few spells in his mouth, and two birds flew in from the window, with colorful feathers.
The male has a five-color crest on his head, and the two birds fly side by side on the palm of the big second hand.
"The red and green flowers are red and green year after year, and the pulse is always there. The eagle is the most loving bird in the world. They fly together and will never be separated. Those who drink their blood will never be separated."
As he spoke, Da Miulu took out the Miao Dao and the porcelain bottle. He raised the knife and put it down. Blood from the necks of the two birds flowed into the bottle at the same time. Then he asked Du Juan to recite a few spells to the blood in the bottle. "This is it."
You drink half of the blood in the bottle, and let the man drink the other half. This blood has been casted with a Dura curse. You must remember that if the blood in the bottle is not used during this full moon, it will condense.
Ruby will seal the heart of the person who is under the curse, and then you will fall into the devil's path. Remember this."
Du Juan held the porcelain bottle as if she was holding a lifetime of happiness. Without thinking too much, she drank half of the bottle.
Da Minglu looked at him and said, "If you can't let him drink it, you will never be able to choose a man for the rest of your life, and you will become a half-human, half-demon weirdo. It will be more painful than becoming a demon."
Song Jia didn't look at Du Juan, "What are you doing here again?" A dignified beauty came out of the room, holding soup and tea in her hand. This was Li Qiao.
Li Qiao put the tea soup on the table, "This is the tea I made myself, and my sister also uses one." He said and stretched the bowl to Du Juan. Du Juan took the tea bowl dully.
Li Qiao snuggled next to Song Jia, "I have learned the sixth level of Liuhe Nanfeng, so you don't have to work too hard before the baby is born." Li Qiao subconsciously touched his belly.
Song Jia looked at her and smiled happily, "With you here, my piano skills have greatly improved, and Jiufeng Mingshao has become perfect day by day."
Du Juan shook her hand and the bowl fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
By the Xuanjing Lake, under the bright moon, Song Jia was playing the piano.
In the bamboo forest, the cuckoo came stepping on the fallen leaves.
"What else are you doing here? As you have seen, I already have a wife and a child. And the child will be born soon."
Du Juan said, "I know, otherwise, she wouldn't let you play the piano alone here."
"Then what else do you want?" Song Jia said.
"Have you really never liked me?" Du Juan said, "I was molested in Yongzhou City. Why did you help me? Why did you say that I was your woman?"
"Because I want to save you." Song Jia said.
"Would you like me if there weren't any tricks by the lake?" Du Juan said.
"I don't know." Song Jia said.
"Is it true? Tell me." Du Juan said, "You want you to look into my eyes."
Song Jia turned around. Du Juan yelled, "Look at me."
Song Jia could only look into her eyes and said, "I'm sorry for you."
Song Jia felt dizzy for a moment as Du Juan's soul-stirring technique took effect.
Du Juan took out the porcelain bottle and ordered, "Drink it." Song Jia took the porcelain bottle blankly and opened the cap.
"Say you like me." Du Juan's eyes were blurred.
Song Jia said, "I will always like you, Qiaoer." Du Juan's heart was shocked. Song Jia took the porcelain bottle and was about to pour it into her mouth, when a baby's cry came from the distance. Du Juan's head felt hot and she knocked it down.
The porcelain vase in Song Jia's hand. Tears were already flowing from Du Juan's eyes.
"Why? Why? Big second dew, big second dew." Dujuan screamed and ran away.