Wen Jin looked nervously at Tariq, who was wearing a turban.
I saw him telling Que Ling, "Go and wash her feet and change her clothes."
After saying that, he took out a plain white long skirt from the large wardrobe on the side, and it turned out to be a tube top style.
Wen Jin: "..."
Que Ling's expression was dull, like a wooden person without emotions.
She reached out and took the long skirt, holding it in both hands, and was about to push Wen Jin.
Tariq told her, "Be gentle with the gifts from the gods."
Que Ling's face was expressionless, but she said to Wen Jin: "Please."
Wen Jin stood still while Que Ling put her long skirt on the bed, turned around and pulled Wen Jin to the bedside.
Wen Jin's whole body was numb, his limbs were a little unruly, and he couldn't use his original strength.
Under Que Ling's brute force, she was like a fish on the ground.
From the corner of his eye, Wen Jin caught a glimpse of Tariq walking up to the shrine. He crossed his hands and clasped them tightly together, and worshiped the shrine devoutly.
He said to Han Xian, "Come with me."
"Senior brother!" Wen Jin shouted with all his strength.
Han Xian was unmoved by her, and followed Tariq out as if he didn't hear her.
At this time, only Wen Jin and Que Ling were left in the cabin.
Wen Jin's heart was pounding. She was nervous, but also felt that now was an opportunity.
"Que Ling! Que Ling! Wake up! We must have been hypnotized or bewitched! Wake up!"
Wen Jin heard his own voice being very small, as if coming from a very far away place.
She wanted to pick out her ears, suspecting that something was stuffed in her ears.
But her arms didn't obey her orders, they were sore and numb, and she couldn't lift them up.
"Que Ling! Can you hear me?"
Wen Jin said to Que Ling.
Que Ling had no reaction. She used a polished brass basin to fill up a basin of water with flower petals still floating on the water.
She brought the water basin in front of Wen Jin, and actually took off Wen Jin's shoes and socks, and wanted to wash her feet? !
"What are you doing? Que Ling! Wake up!" Wen Jin tried his best.
Que Ling was still dumbfounded.
Wen Jin stared at her and used all her strength... When Que Ling was about to put her feet in the basin, she kicked the side of the basin violently.
"Crack-" a sound.
The basin tipped over, and the water and flower petals in the basin spilled all over the floor.
Que Ling's brow seemed to frown.
"Are you awake?" Wen Jin asked.
Squeak——
The hatch opened.
Tariq is back, but Han Xian has disappeared.
Tariq holds a dove in his hand.
He was smiling and excited.
But when he saw the water all over the ground, his face darkened and his eyes glanced at Wen Jin and Que Ling displeased.
"Who did this?!" Tariq asked.
Wen Jin hasn't spoken yet.
Que Ling pointed at her.
Wen Jin: "..."
Okay, she was planning to admit it anyway.
Tariq glanced at Wen Jin.
Wen Jin saw the fanatical glint in his eyes beneath the anger.
"Little beauty, please wait a moment! I'll be here soon when I offer the sacrifice!" He smiled at Wen Jin, grabbed the dove and walked to the shrine.
Before Wen Jin could react, he saw him grabbing the two wings of the pigeon and tearing them apart with all his strength!
"Gugu——"
The pigeon made a shrill cry and was torn in half.
The blood of doves is sprinkled in front of the shrine.
Wen Jin's heart trembled, and he felt a sinister and cold aura coming towards his face.
Tariq bowed to the shrine again.
He turned around, rubbed his hands, and walked towards Wen Jin with evil fire in his eyes.
Wen Jin's heart was pounding... Space! space! Lingquan space!
She kept calling with her consciousness.
But the space seemed to be separated from her consciousness, and there was no response at all.
"Xiao Yuchen! Xiao Yuchen! Where are you? Come and help me!" She said silently in her heart.
Doesn’t it mean that if two people live together for a long time, they will have telepathy? Could he sense that she needed help?
While Wen Jin was thinking silently in his mind, his body was also accumulating strength.
Her whole body was numb, and it might not be easy to deliver a "fatal blow".
She needs to accumulate strength and find the most critical moment! You only get one chance!
When she was fully prepared, Tariq also walked up to her.
He raised his hand, "Pah——"
He gave Que Ling a hard slap in the face!
Que Ling was slapped to the ground.
Wen Jin was startled, his eyes widened in shock, and he held his breath.
"Get the water again! You useless guy!"
Que Ling was dumbfounded and got up from the ground. With the bright red palm print on his face, he picked up the brass basin and went to fetch water again.
Wen Jin seemed to hear the thump thump thump of his own heartbeat, filled with anger, fear, and unwillingness...
"Did you see that?" Tarik looked at her with a smile, "I won't hurt your perfect face, but your friend won't have such good luck! If you don't obey, I will..."
Tariq frowned, "She shouldn't understand Wunan dialect..."
In fact, Wen Jin could understand it.
But Tariq switched to harsh Daliang dialect and spoke again stammeringly.
With such a stutter, most of the threatening aura was lost.
Que Ling prepared the water again... Wen Jin didn't want her to be beaten, so this time, she honestly let Que Ling wash her feet.
Tariq was currently in front of his large wardrobe picking out clothes.
He chose a white suit with gold trim.
The set he gave to Wen Jin looks like a couple's style.
Wen Jin didn't want to guess what he wanted to do...
Que Ling had already dried her feet and took off her night clothes.
At this moment, a Taoist talisman fell out of Wen Jin's clothes.
Wen Jin took a closer look...ho! Isn't this the "Phoenix Transformation Talisman" that Yue'er drew for her?
Although "Hua Feng" failed last time, at least it caused a fire!
It also made Yue'er's little face black.
If a fire breaks out in this cabin... there are many firearms in the cargo hold under the cabin! Maybe there’s even gunpowder!
It's bound to cause panic!
Wait until the cabin is in chaos! She can escape with Que Ling and Han Xian!
right! Just do it, you can’t be trapped here!
Wen Jin's whole body was as numb as a "hemiplegic" person. She pinched the Taoist Talisman with great difficulty.
She silently recited the secret technique her precious daughter taught her last time.
"Hurry! It will take effect quickly!"
Wen Jin was so anxious that he was sweating all over!
But to use Taoist talismans, one must have a stable and peaceful mind.
The more urgent it is, the less powerful it will be.
"Don't worry, don't worry... Wen Jin, you can do it! Imagine that you are about to go to the operating table!"
"You're going to operate on the wounded! You can't even be nervous and careless! Hold on, hold on!"
Wen Jin took a deep breath and imagined the scene he was once familiar with.
Imagining the state of her mentors, the brothers and sisters she admired, facing the most difficult surgery...
Gradually, she finally regained her composure.
Taoism is a field she is not familiar with, but some abilities can be transferred! Especially the mentality.
As Wen Jin calmed down, she felt her hands immediately burning.
"Let go!" Que Ling actually came to snatch the Taoist talisman from her hand!
Because she was holding the Taoist talisman, it was inconvenient for Que Ling to change her clothes.
Don't! Don't take it away!
