Chapter 78 Her friend is also an old antique
"Disciple, hurry up, now is the time to test you. Go and break this formation." Master Mo's excited voice sounded in his mind, as if he didn't notice Quan Yao just said, "This is someone else's territory." '.
Quan Yao: “…….”
Over there, Master Mo was still urging: "Disciple, hurry up, the yin energy in this house is too strong and has leaked out. Sooner or later, it will affect the people living here. You must break this formation quickly and destroy it." This group of people have been rescued, and by the way, my master can witness your current strength."
Quan Yao's face was expressionless: "I refuse to invade other people's territory..."
"Quanyao!"
A familiar voice sounded and Quan Yao looked over.
When she saw Wen Qiao in white sportswear, Quan Yao's eyes were filled with tears.
"Oh~ Qiaoqiao, I thought I would never see you again."
Quanyao limped and ran towards Wen Qiao. Now she no longer cared about whose territory this was. It was far less important than catching up with Wen Qiao.
Wen Qiao walked towards Quanyao and frowned slightly when he saw the scars on Quanyao's body.
"Is it so miserable?" she asked.
"I think it's worse to be forced to study." Quanyao said with a sad face. The days in the cave were like years. She finally tricked the old ghost into getting in touch with the outside world in the name of reporting her parents' safety. Otherwise, she would really feel that the world is like She was alone.
Wen Qiao understood what Quan Yao was talking about and glanced at the backpack behind Quan Yao. Wen Qiao helped Quan Yao into the room and said, "Come on, go in first and I will bandage you."
Fortunately, there is trauma medicine in her spiritual platform space.
Quan Yao nodded repeatedly and followed Wen Qiao into the villa while not forgetting to look at the environment in the villa.
"Is this the house you bought?" Quan Yao asked, somewhat unbelievable that the house Wen Qiao bought was actually a villa, a villa!You should know that those who can afford to buy a villa are basically wealthy people. Quan Yao was secretly shocked, but she didn't know that this villa was bought by Wen Qiaobai.
"Well, this villa belongs to me from now on, but I didn't buy it, I prostituted it for free..." After saying that, Wen Qiao told Quan Yao everything about the purchase of the villa. Quanyao's eyes were filled with disbelief.
"It's fair to say that it's free of charge." Quan Yao said. After all, the villa and the landscape garden outside did not cost a penny. Besides, as long as you stay in the villa for three days without dying, the villa will be given away for free, and the outside garden will be given away for free. The landscape garden was added to the contract without Wen Qiao knowing the truth, so it became Wen Qiao's in disguise.
Tsk tsk, Quan Yao doesn't know whether to call Wen Qiao lucky or unlucky.
Fortunately, Wen Qiao became a tenant by accident. Unfortunately, Wen Qiao actually lived in the famous haunted house in Dexiang. Fortunately, nothing serious happened.
"But then again, they didn't object to your proposal to include the outside landscape garden in the contract!" Quan Yao was a little puzzled.
"Ang, this is because they are asking for something from me." Wen Qiao thought for a while and said: "Actually, their behavior involves gambling. On the one hand, they are afraid that people will die here, and on the other hand, they are afraid that they will not be able to wait for the destined person. This This villa has been listed for many years, and the agent has been asked to tell people clearly about the experience of this house, so the house has not been sold for so many years.”
"Waiting for the destined one!" Quan Yao was helped by Wen Qiao and sat down on the sofa, a little surprised.
"You don't understand this. Everything is about fate. Everyone who lives in this house will die. If you meet someone who is not dead, then this person is destined." Master Mo's words were in Quanyao's mind. When the sound rang, Quan Yao was stunned for a moment, then started to think, she said, "Is this a probabilistic question?"
"Absolutely." Wen Qiao answered Quan Yao, then looked at Quan Yao's backpack and said, "How about taking out all the things if they are heavy?"
When Wen Qiao really reminded Quanyao of something, he said angrily: "It's okay if you don't mention it, but I'll be angry when you mention it. That old ghost actually threw away all the snacks in my backpack and put some messy objects away." It’s stuffed in…”
As he spoke, he opened his backpack and roughly poured everything out. When he saw clearly what was inside, Quan Yao's expression instantly froze.
"When was this inkstone made? It looks so old, so old...and this brush, this should be a wolf hair, the big characters written with such a pen must be as powerful as a rainbow, and this, this should be a token, right? , Longhu Mountain, Uncle Mo Yi..."
Quanyao held a piece of black jade token and touched it carefully. She felt that it was an antique and at the same time felt sad about what she had just done!She actually poured out such a precious cultural relic like this.
"Girl, why are you holding the identity token of being a master?" Master Mo's voice suddenly sounded in Quan Yao's mind. Quan Yao, who was still heartbroken and still sighing: "..."
Damn, she almost forgot about this old ghost!
Wen Qiao glanced at the old objects piled on the ground, and shouted to the black witch token in Quan Yao's hand: "Master Mo, come out."
The wind blew up, and a looming soul emerged from the token.
Master Mo in Wen Qiao's mouth, that is, the owner of the token, Mo Yishu, looked at Wen Qiao attentively, touching Wen Qiao's eyebrows that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and Mo Yishu was thoughtful.
"Girl, who are you?"
"Master Mo, have you forgotten? I took my junior sister with you to discuss the evolution of acquired gossip."
Wen Qiao reminded.
Bagua can be divided into innate Bagua and acquired Bagua.
The innate Bagua expresses spatial objects, while the acquired Bagua is a cyclical process.
Hearing this, Uncle Mo Yi seemed to remember something, his eyes widened and he looked at Wen Qiao in shock.
"Madam, Taizi, aren't you already dead?"
Die, die!
After listening to Uncle Mo Yi's words, Quan Yao swallowed her saliva and looked at Wen Qiao in disbelief.
In response, Wen Qiao just smiled and said: "He is dead, but he is alive again..."
A look of emotion appeared on Uncle Mo Yi's wrinkled face, and he sighed with emotion: "As expected of Futianque's disciple, alas, why can't he be my disciple..."
It just happened to be someone from Futianque.
The key is that there is something abnormal in Futian Palace.
He can't beat a certain Joe's master.
"Here, what's going on?" Quan Yao spoke with difficulty. She stared at Wen Qiao, then at Uncle Mo Yi, and asked Wen Qiao: "Qiao Qiao, what did this old ghost call you just now? What else is called 'you'?" Isn’t he already dead?”
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows and said: "To be precise, I was dead in the 22nd century. Let me introduce you again. My name is Wen Qiao, with the courtesy name Mu and the nickname Taiyi. I come from the 22nd century and studied under Tianshan Futianque... "
Quan Yao: “…….”
Confused.
22nd century!
Here is the 56th century!
What a difference!
No matter how much it is, in short, her friend is also an old antique!
"Girl, are you stupid?" Uncle Mo Yi shouted, and his looming hand waved in front of Quan Yao's eyes. Quan Yao came back to her senses, looked at Wen Qiao and said, "So, are you a human or a ghost now?"
(End of this chapter)
