Xu Luo on the side couldn't stand it any longer. He grabbed Jinu's little hand and gently placed it on the old face full of longing.
Ji Nu, who had been in tears for a long time, finally reacted and started to cry loudly. His whole body seemed to be back to his childhood, hanging tightly on the mountain mulberry.
The only difference is that in the past, Shan Sang would pat her little butt lightly, lift her to the top of her head with a hearty laugh, and then carefully put her on her shoulders.
But now, he could only move his fingers with all his strength, but he couldn't make any movement.
"Abba, get up and take the slave back to the tree house...Abba, the slave has no mother. He can't live without his father anymore...Abba, get up..."
Xiansiju suddenly became eerily quiet, with only the heart-wrenching cries of the slaves echoing.
Xu Luo tried his best, but could only slow down the absorption speed of the fushengzhu slightly, but this was of no help at all, as the shape of the lotus seeds in the air changed rapidly as if they were deflating.
After a while, the lotus seeds returned to their original size.
But a strange scene also appeared. The vision of praying in the air, which was about to be swallowed by the futile bamboo, suddenly changed.
In the flash of light and shadow, the shattered prayer vision was lifted up like a canvas.
In the shadows, a huge house rises from the ground, magnificent and luxuriously decorated, with rippling lakes, blooming lotus flowers, various exotic flowers and plants, and colorful purples and reds.
On the rockery with jagged rocks, waterfalls flow down like a piece of satin, like a side house in the style of a woodshed...
At the edge of the picture, there are countless shadowy things, but they are not very clear.
This scene just flashed by. Only the shadow of the green bamboo between the eyebrows seemed to notice something. It was suddenly startled, and then quickly returned to calm.
Xu Luo didn't even have time to see it clearly, there was already a weak groan in his ears.
The last glimmer of energy burst out from Shan Sang's godless eyes, and blood burst out from all the acupoints all over his body. His whole body was like a red-hot prawn, curled up in pain.
He thrust his big hand hard into his heart, sinking straight into the flesh and blood, and took out a black jade lotus seed that was still stained with blood.
He tremblingly handed it to the slave who was still trying in vain to cover the numerous bloody wounds on his body, but Shan Sang's eyes were fixed on Xu Luo.
Xu Luo didn't know if this was the first time he sighed today.
He understood what Shan Sang meant, and he obviously saw that something was wrong with the current slave, so he wanted to fuse the true essence of the lotus seed with her.
But obviously now, he is unable to do it at all and can only place his hope on Xu Luo.
Xu Luo didn't speak, but nodded solemnly.
Shan Sang pulled out the last trace of a happy smile from the corner of her mouth, put the lotus seeds in her hand into the palm of her hand, and then grabbed her little hand tightly and never let go...
On the roof of a house a few lanes away from Xiansiju.
Zhao Shuangzhi and Jin Sha first stared at Xian Siju attentively, but before they could wait for a stick of incense, Zhao Shuangzhi's eyes showed an impatient look.
"Sister Xixi's vision is too high. If we recruit new people casually, it won't be our turn to do this kind of work."
Seeing that Jinsha was still staring intently in the direction of Xiansiju, she turned her beautiful eyes and sighed strangely.
"Wooden man, you keep an eye on me for a while, and I'll take my turn later."
A rare smile appeared on Jinsha's face, and it disappeared in a flash. He seemed to have been waiting for this sentence for a long time. As usual, he just hummed softly.
The two have been childhood sweethearts since childhood, and he still doesn't know the little thoughts of the sweetheart in front of him.
But he is not good at words, let alone face a little girl whose feelings become more and more complicated as she gets older.
Zhao Zhao Shuangzhi nodded his head as a matter of course.
"I don't know if Sister Xixi sees anything wrong with this lame man? She actually wants us two exorcists in the Tongmai Realm to keep an eye on this kid in person.
If there is really any problem, we can arrest the person directly and send him to the Exorcism Department for first trial, and everything will be fine, right?"
She never thought that Jinsha would answer. She muttered to herself for a while, then leaned on the roof bored, took out some snacks from her arms, and ate them one bite at a time.
From time to time, he would force one or two pieces into the mouth of Jinsha who was carefully looking at Xiansiju in the distance.
Jinsha stared at her speechlessly as if looking at a child, but he still opened his mouth honestly.
I don’t know how much time passed, but when Zhao Shuangzhi was already feeling sleepy.
The golden sand on the side was so violent that my body shook, as if I had seen something extremely incredible.
Although Zhao Shuangzhi was a bit impatient and unreliable, she was very familiar with the partner beside her. She immediately understood what must have happened and jumped up from the roof.
"What happened?"
Zhao Shuangzhi's face was full of nervousness and excitement, she carefully exposed half of her head and looked towards Xiansiju in the distance.
Jinsha looked at the rounded part of her body that was high and arched behind her, the extremely convenient and beautiful posture, and she laughed secretly in her heart, who can you hide from her with such actions?
But the next moment, he didn't know what he thought of, his heart became hot, and his eyes immediately looked away as if he was electrocuted.
Zhao Shuangzhi looked at his handsome, red face and asked in confusion.
"What happened? What on earth did you see, with such a strange expression?"
“There’s a problem, there’s a problem with Xiansiju!”
Jin Sha finally pulled his mind out of his reverie and returned to business. He narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xiansiju shrouded in the deep night.
"Have you ever calculated that it has been at least three hours since the two of us stayed here, but there is a very strange thing. There is not even a trace of change in Xiansiju, there is a kind of..."
He paused, arranging his words.
"Xiansiju in our eyes is like a black and white ink painting that has been painted by someone a long time ago, with all the scenes frozen!
This is Xu Luo? We are obviously sure that he has returned home, and there are two old servants at home, as well as a girl who seems to be a ghost. But for such a long time, there is no movement at all. Why? "
Jin Sha glanced at his companions beside him with a solemn face, but immediately gave up the idea of letting Zhao Shuangzhi think about it.
Facing Xiao Nizi's hard-working expression that said, "What you said makes sense, but I don't understand it at all", he really just wanted to be quiet!
Thinking about this person who has been well-dressed and well-fed since she was a child, and is always surrounded by people when she goes out, what is this brain? Is there anything else that she needs to think about in person?
Miss Zhao Shuangzhi's first job was to follow her idol Gu Xixi to slay demons and treacherous people.
However, when he thought of this girl's fearless performance in the face of Guigui, the slightest complaint in Jinsha's heart disappeared.
At least, they work hard, well, that’s it, of course, that’s just it!