Looking at the back of Song Keli who resolutely stepped into the underworld, Yun Shu exhaled a thick breath.
Although this was planned before he used it as a bait in Songkeli, it was able to be executed so smoothly and the effort put into each step was enough.
Since she returned to the Yang world, the situation she has faced is one problem within another problem, and one puzzle is solved and another puzzle is solved.
Are you really trying to play Nine Links!
There was still half a year before the gates of hell would open on July 15th, and Yun Shu felt that he could no longer sit still and wait for death.
She must find another way to notify the judge.
With the protection of the Nether Talisman, and the protective attack on the Divine Seal Shanghai, it should be enough to protect Songkeli from entering the underworld.
Now it depends on the situation of the current judge.
Even if he doesn't know her now, as long as he comes to see her, Yun Shu is 90% sure that he can convince him to believe in her.
Of course, the remaining 10% does not rule out the possibility that the judge deliberately deceived her.
After all, this guy has a criminal record!
Yun Shu stepped out of the dark path and looked at Songkeli's body, which was still being held by the paper servant. After thinking about it, he threw a fireball talisman to burn it into ashes and put it in a small jar.
It was impossible to enjoy the offerings and incense in the village, but she would not interfere with how Jing Guji worshiped in private.
Just think of it as a reward for delivering the message to Songkri.
After Yun Shu finished this, he flew out of the middle-aged Taoist priest's cave, then lightly stamped his feet, and saw that the cave dug out of the rock suddenly collapsed.
Miraculously, the sound of everything happening in front of me was erased. Quietly, even weeds and vines grew out of the cracks in the rocks.
Now, even if the two "food reserves" who were lucky enough to escape came back again, they would probably think that they were in the wrong place.
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After all this trouble, when Yun Shu returned to Changbai Village, the moon was already in the sky.
But looking at Hu Jianjia, who was waiting for her at the entrance of the village, it was obvious that this matter was not over yet.
The study room in the second courtyard of the Jin family's ancestral residence.
Yun Shu did not disturb the Gao family. If there was no tea, he would use fruit wine instead. He even took some side dishes from the space mall to go with wine and asked Hu Jianjia, the "grandma", to sit down.
Hu Jianjia looked dumbfounded at Yun Shu, who finished a glass of Erliang fruit wine, "Is he actually a little drunkard?"
Yun Shu bared his teeth, "What I'm drinking isn't wine, it's the loneliness of a master!"
Anyone who comes to this stop and watches the excitement in Changbai Mountain should know that today's Changbai shaman is not someone who can fool everyone.
When Hu Jianjia heard this, what else didn't he understand? The man in front of him knew everything, but he was taking this opportunity to establish his authority!
arrogance is truly arrogant, and arrogance is truly arrogance.
Thinking of my grandmother's attitude today, I have to say that this authority is really useful.
Hu Jianjia looked at Yun Shu, who was quite at ease with herself, and couldn't help but hold her forehead, "You have such a bad temper, you really look like your grandmother!"
But what’s going on with this little psychological pride?
Hu Jianjia had always been in love with Yun Shu, but after meeting him twice, she felt that the child was getting more and more in line with her temperament each time. This was probably the so-called fate.
"What happened to the middle-aged Taoist priest?"
Hu Jianjia was really worried, but fortunately, Yun Shu took care of it himself before she could rush over.
"And that ghost-eating fox! Who would have thought that Changbai Mountain hides such a dangerous existence!
Are you too powerful, or is the ghost-eating fox too weak? It's a bit disappointing that it died like this! "
Ghost-eating foxes are not a type of bloodline. Ghost-eating foxes are an ability. Any fox can awaken this ability as long as it meets the opportunity.
Trying to find out where this ghost-eating fox came from is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
But fortunately, there is someone in front of me who seems to know.
