Chapter 423: The Way to Crack the Soul Seeking Technique
New World Farmers Market is a market located in Xiangyang City. It has all kinds of vegetables, meat and seafood and is very lively.
"Come on, come on, the freshly slaughtered chicken costs eleven yuan a pound!"
"Live shrimps only cost RMB 36 per catty, and frozen shrimps cost RMB 18 per catty."
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Amid the shouts of the vegetable seller, Fang Ming walked to a chicken and duck seller, looked at the chickens and ducks in cages, and stopped.
"Boss, do you want to buy chicken or duck? We kill and pluck them both."
The vegetable vendor saw Fang Ming stop and shouted quickly. Nowadays, many people find it troublesome and buy chickens and ducks that have been killed and plucked. Although the price will be a little more expensive, it can save a lot of trouble.
"Boss, how much does your chicken and duck cost?"
"Only? My chicken costs 16 yuan per catty, and the duck costs 14 yuan per catty. These chickens don't need to eat feed. Besides, this duck is just old enough and is at its most tender."
Fang Ming interrupted the boss's continued sales pitch and said directly: "Fifty yuan each. I'll buy ten bloods and ten ducks. Can I sell them?"
Hearing Fang Ming's words, the boss was stunned for a moment, then nodded hurriedly, "Yes, of course, the boss can choose whatever he wants."
"Catch them for me and kill them now, but I have a request. When I kill these chickens and ducks later, don't waste the blood. Pour it into a basin and put it in a basin for me."
"This is no problem, I promise not to waste a drop."
Taking over a thousand yuan from Fang Ming, Cai Fan patted his chest and promised, isn't it just chicken blood and duck blood? Although usually the chickens and ducks they sell to their employers are slaughtered without chicken blood, but this way
It's a big business, so I don't care about this little money.
The vegetables and rice were served very quickly, and ten chickens and ducks were quickly killed by him. A large basin of chicken and duck blood was placed aside.
Fang Ming took the basin, turned around and left.
"Hey, boss, you are such a chicken..."
"No, I'll give it to you."
Fang Ming didn't look back. What he wanted was chicken blood and duck blood, but the chicken and duck were of no use to him.
Taking this pot of chicken blood and duck blood, Fang Ming quickly left the farmer's market and walked into a sparsely populated alley.
Biting his index finger, drops of blood flowed down into the basin, mixing with the chicken and duck blood. At the same time, Fang Ming began to chant a curse.
"With my blood, I will blend with your blood. With my soul, I will blend with your soul."
"Exchanging blood for blood, souls are dependent on each other, blood is connected, and this contract is concluded!"
The blood in the basin began to boil, and finally it felt like it was boiling, and a few drops began to splash out.
"The blood fusion technique in the wizard's inheritance divides one's soul into the blood. After that, the soul turns into thousands of strands. Even a strong person using the soul chasing technique cannot find him."
Fang Ming whispered that when he helped Ouyang Xueqing and the others catch the murderer, he used the soul-seeking technique, and since he stayed in the Luo family for so many days, it is very likely that the Mu family will also use the skills he left behind in the Luo family.
Some personal objects are looking for me, so the first thing to do now is to disable this soul-seeking technique.
After a few minutes, the blood began to calm down, and Fang Ming quickly went to the next place.
Less than three minutes after Fang Ming got on the bus, a group of people appeared at the farmer's market, led by an old man.
In the old man's hand, there is a paper butterfly. At this moment, the paper butterfly is flapping its wings rapidly, as if it is going to fly in a certain direction.
"Just left here, chase!"
The old man frowned, but then a sneer appeared on his face, "Run, he can't run out of Xiangyang City, just let him jump around a little longer."
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Longyang Square is an earlier square built in Xiangyang city. It is a place for the elderly to cool down and relax. In one corner of the square, there is a large area of pigeons. Young couples often come here to feed the pigeons.
Many people even came here to take photos.
"Boss, bring me three bags of pigeon food."
"OK."
Holding three packages of pigeon food, Fang Ming walked to a deserted corner, opened the package, and then mixed the pigeon food and the blood together. After stirring it slightly, Fang Ming walked to the group of pigeons.
Because of the pigeon food, these pigeons rushed toward Fang Ming quickly, and they all gathered around Fang Ming.
"Hey, what's the matter with you? You didn't see us filming another promotional video. Can't you feed us later?"
Not far away, there is a beautiful girl sitting among the pigeons, facing the camera with a smile on her face. It is obvious that she is either taking a photo or a promotional video.
However, Fang Ming did not pay attention to the other party's words, but quickly sprinkled all the pigeon food in his hand on the ground. After all the pigeons had finished eating, Fang Ming suddenly stomped his right foot heavily on the ground.
The pigeons that were eating peacefully suddenly suddenly panicked and flew away. When the filming team opposite saw this scene, they were all dumbfounded.
"This...Xuanxuan, how can we take pictures like this?"
"It's over. Once these pigeons fly away, at least they won't come back today."
The filming team over there all looked at Fang Ming with angry eyes, and there were even two men among them who took advantage of their own height and walked towards Fang Ming.
"You are here to cause trouble on purpose, right?"
Fang Ming glanced at the two men and ignored them. He had no time to deal with these people now. After solving these problems, what he had to do now was to escape.
"Are you deaf or mute?"
One of the men reached out and patted Fang Ming on the shoulder. However, before his hand touched Fang Ming's shoulder, he let out a painful cry and fell to the ground.
Another man who wanted to take action was stunned because he hadn't seen how his companion fell to the ground, and he didn't know what to do for a moment.
"You...you..."
Fang Ming ignored the man, looked at him coldly, and left quickly because he couldn't guarantee whether he would crush the necks of these two people if he stayed any longer. At this moment, his heart was full of killing and hatred. The only thing he could do was to
A little bit of reason allowed him to stay awake.
"Miss Xuanxuan, this man is too barbaric. Let's just let him go. How about we call the police?"
"Forget it, it's troublesome to call the police. Let's just shoot it like this. If it doesn't work, just wait until tomorrow."
Ling Xuanxuan shook her head, and after hearing her words, the others stopped saying anything. After all, this was their sponsor, and the sponsor had said so, so they had nothing to say.
However, within a few minutes of Ling Xuanxuan and others continuing to shoot, another group of people arrived.
It was still the old man holding the butterfly in his hand, but at this moment his brows were completely furrowed, because the paper butterfly in his palm was scurrying around like a mindless fly at the moment.
specific direction.
"What's going on? Why is this happening? Could it be that he can still incarnate in thousands of ways?"
There was a look of shock on the old man's face. This paper butterfly was made by a strong man in the clan who was good at searching for souls. As long as Fang Ming is still in Xiangyang City, they can locate him, and they only need to use this paper
Fang Ming can be found in the direction led by the butterfly.
But now, this paper butterfly is like a fly that has lost its direction. There is only one possibility for this problem to occur, that is, Fang Ming appears in dozens of places at the same time, but this is obviously impossible.
"The paper butterfly was still fine when it was tracked to the square. It became like this after arriving at the square. In other words, he did something here in the square that made the soul-chasing technique ineffective."
The old man looked in other directions. When he saw the filming team over there, his eyes lit up and he whispered a few words in the ear of a middle-aged man next to him.
"Let me ask you something, have you ever met a man in the square?"
The middle-aged man stepped forward and took out a photo from his arms, which was Fang Ming's photo.
"I……"
"I've seen him before. Just now, he walked in that direction."
Ling Xuanxuan pointed in a direction, and the middle-aged man's face showed joy, and he quickly ran back to the old man. After a while, the old man and his group walked in the direction of Ling Xuanxuan's finger.
"Xuanxuan, the man obviously went that way, why did you lie to them?"
When Ling Xuanxuan heard her friend's words, she smiled like a little witch, "It's nothing, I just think it's fun."
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Ten kilometers away from the square, Fang Ming walked into a cafe. Now that tracking was ruled out for the time being, he had to make a good plan on how to escape from Xiangyang City.
The longer Xiangyang City stays, the more dangerous it becomes. The Mu family will definitely continue to send people here. Although he still has a hair of his master in his hand, he can only use it once. Once used, he cannot escape.
If so, then he will no longer have the possibility of escaping.
It is impossible to go to the train and bus stations. The Mu family must have deployed their defenses at key points. Of all the roads out of the city, these two are the least usable.
However, the Mu family is just a family after all, and it is impossible to block the whole city, so he still has a lot of opportunities, and what he has to do is to sneak out of the city as quickly as possible.
Ten minutes later, Fang Ming walked out of the cafe, hailed a taxi, and drove the car toward the southeast.
"What happened up front? There was a traffic accident."
However, just when the car was about to enter the national highway, the driver stopped the car because there was a car accident in front of him and most of the road had been blocked.
"Master, turn around."
Fang Ming looked out the car window and saw several men standing not far away, looking around.
"Turn around, but if you take a detour, you will have to walk a lot longer."
"It's okay, I'll give you more money."
Seeing the driver turning around and driving away, Fang Ming frowned in the car. It was impossible for the Mu family to be able to block the city, so they could only create this kind of traffic accident to block the road, but the same Mu family couldn't do it every time.
Such accidents occur on all roads, and they can only be selective.
Then why can the Mu family be able to guess that he wants to leave from this road? Is it a coincidence that there are at least twenty roads leading from Xiangyang to other cities, excluding national roads, there are also county roads and rural roads?