Yi Nan's soul gathered together and took shape. Just like a real person, she had no clothes on her body, and not even black ointment. She floated out the door as if her feet had not touched the ground.
Lang Shuoyang quickly shouted: "Hey, hey, why are you going?"
Yi Nan seemed unable to hear what he was saying, but still went out. Lang Shuoyang was afraid that she would never come back, so he quickly patted her body and picked out a few hairs from her bun, and hurriedly drew a soul-calling talisman on the talisman paper, along with the hair.
Put the bun on the table and light it with a red candle, and drink: "Yuanshi Shangzhen, Shuangjing Erxuan, make me a god, and summon the soul from thousands of miles away!"
Yi Nan's soul had already reached the door and was about to pass through it. As soon as the soul-calling talisman burned, she stopped, seemed to have some consciousness, slowly turned around, and walked slowly towards Lang Shuoyang.
Lang Shuoyang said: "Yinan, can you hear me?"
Yi Nan's eyes were cloudy and he couldn't see clearly the whites of his eyes. He just walked over stupidly and stood motionless in front of Lang Shuoyang.
Lang Shuoyang had practiced spiritualism quite well. Although he had summoned Yi Nan's spirit, he didn't know what to do next. He looked at Zirou and saw her staring at him and asking: "Honey, what are you doing?"
What? Are you doing it?"
Lang Shuoyang said: "Didn't you see that the policewoman's soul was about to fly? If Sister Zixuan were here, she would help her resurrect, but if you run out at this time, you might make her incurable."
Zirou asked suspiciously: "Where did the policewoman come from? Are you talking about this little black man without any clothes? Why didn't I see her soul?"
It seems that once Lang Zixuan became Lang Zirou, all his abilities were gone, including his yin and yang eyes.
Lang Shuoyang gritted his teeth and said, "I'll try it myself!"
He found the police officer's ID card in Yi Nan's clothes and wrote down his date of birth, but he didn't have the time. He folded a soul-drawing lantern and imitated the way Lang Zixuan summoned the soul of Mrs. Lan, trying to bring Yi Nan's soul back to his body.
Zirou was following him, her eyes full of love. Lang Shuoyang inadvertently nodded, looked at Lang Zirou, and gave her a smile. Zirou reached out and hugged his waist from behind, pressing her face against hers.
She said on his back: "Honey, you are so handsome!"
Lang Shuoyang couldn't help being shocked. The joke was too big. Sister Zixuan would be angry if she knew that I was teasing her sister like this! But if he wanted to save Yi Nan, he was afraid that the delay would delay Yi Nan's soul and lose his control, so he didn't have time to talk to her.
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He burned talismans and recited mantras, and worked for a long time. Yinan, who had been standing there naked for a long time, suddenly had his eyes clear. He turned and saw Lang Shuoyang and Zirou. He asked, "Where are you? Are those people gone?"
When Lang Shuoyang saw that her soul was awake, he didn't know if it was the effect of burning the talisman and chanting the spell, so he said: "Since you are awake, can you go back to the body by yourself?'
Yi Nan suddenly realized that there was no cloth on his body, and he was shocked. He quickly squatted on the ground, covered his chest with his hands, and asked: "Where are my clothes? Why did you take off my clothes?"
Looking at her condition, Lang Shuoyang probably didn't know that she was dead. Just as he was about to break it, Yi Nan saw his clothes on the ground. He squatted and moved a few steps to grab his pants. As a result, his hand passed over the pants and he couldn't grab them at all.
Get up. She was so anxious that she even grabbed a few handfuls, but they were still the same.
Lang Shuoyang said: "Sir Yinan, you have been killed by that Japanese woman. You just left your body. Everything is virtual to you, and you are just an image to us."
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Yi Nan shook his head in disbelief and went to grab his clothes. Lang Shuoyang said: "Your body is there. If you don't believe it, you can go and have a look."
Yi Nan looked at the ground. Although his body had been coated with a layer of black ointment, his face could still be recognized. Sure enough, it was him. Yi Nan couldn't help crying: "How could this happen? I'm only twenty-two years old. I don't want to die like this."
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Lang Shuoyang squatted beside him and said: "I will try my best to save you. If my method doesn't work, Lang Zixuan will save you when he comes back. Don't cry."
Yi Nan looked up at Lang Shuoyang and then at Lang Zirou, a little confused. Lang Shuoyang said: "She is Lang Zixuan's sister Zirou. She doesn't know Taoism and has to wait for her sister to come back."
Yi Nan was naked, but couldn't afford any clothes to cover her shame. Her eyes had lost the heroic spirit in the past, and she looked shy.
Lang Shuoyang said: "The soul-sealing needle was loose just now. It may have failed, so your soul left the body. You lie back to your body and I will see if I can seal your soul again."
Yi Nan stood up shyly and walked to her body, but after returning to her body, she became irrational again, her eyes were blood red, her teeth were grinning, she screamed "ho ho" and wanted to bite Lang Shuoyang. Lang Shuoyang hurriedly picked up the desk
The ghost-suppressing charm was placed on Yi Nan's forehead, temporarily calming her down.
Lang Shuoyang tried some methods he knew, but none of them worked. He stared at Zirou, hoping that Lang Zixuan would show up soon. But Lang Zirou looked at Lang Shuoyang lovingly, showing no sign of change at all.
Lang Shuoyang suddenly remembered that night when Lang Zirou was frightened and fell asleep and turned into Lang Zixuan, so he asked Zirou: "Are you sleepy?"
Zirou shook her head: "I feel like I have been sleeping for a long time, I am very energetic!"
Lang Shuoyang wanted to knock her out, but looking at her pitiful appearance, he didn't have the heart to do it.
Just wait like this, until it gets dark, Yi Nan is still lying still, Lang Zirou is always holding Lang Shuoyang's arm, Lang Shuoyang still has no idea to save Yi Nan.
Lang Shuoyang said to Zirou: "It's getting dark, why don't you go upstairs and take a nap?"
"I'm not sleepy."
"Then go to bed and take a rest."
"I'm not tired."
"Go quickly!" Lang Shuoyang roared.
"Then you go with me." Lang Zirou straightened up and held Lang Shuoyang's arm, "I don't dare to be upstairs myself. You stay with me. You are not allowed to accompany this little black man."
"Okay." Lang Shuoyang held Zirou's hand, "I'll accompany you upstairs, but you have to be obedient. I'll watch you, and then you go to sleep."
When they arrived at Lang Zixuan's room upstairs, Zirou lay on the bed and had to pull Lang Shuoyang to lie beside her. In order to make her fall asleep as soon as possible, Lang Shuoyang lay fully clothed and lay beside her and looked at her.
Although Lang Zixuan and Lang Zixuan have the same physical body, their temperaments are at two extremes, one is very soft and the other is very strong. From their eyes to their behavior, there is no similarity at all. They are completely the same.
When lying next to Lang Zixuan, Lang Shuoyang did not dare to have any distracting thoughts and respected his master very much. But lying next to Lang Zixuan, she became gentle and delicate, like a bird clinging to a human, looking at her beautiful face with beautiful eyebrows and phoenix eyes.
, the graceful and graceful figure can't help but make Lang Shuoyang's heart beat.