Mu Ling was full of excitement and asked, "Sister, when will I call?"
After asking, she was a little apprehensive, "But I don't know Jiang Zhinuan very well ... She's a person who's arrogant as hell, if I suddenly call her, will she believe it?"
"Call again tomorrow." Mu Yun was hesitant, with a look of confidence, "Tomorrow Uncle San will bring Auntie Qiao to the Jiang family, the Jiang family has been favored by our family, if we call again, they will also pay more attention."
"Uh, good." Mu Ling nodded her head.
She leapt for joy when she thought of tomorrow's good show, as if the bitterness and aggravation of this period of time had been swept away with it.
"However, sister, have you ever felt strange?" Mu Ling's heart moved, puzzled and confused, she said to Mu Yun, "Mu Zi is like a different person since she was discharged from the hospital, in the past when I scolded her and beat her, she didn't even dare to say a word, but look, she is ... now."
Mu Ling said, his face became ugly, his voice also lowered, "And the last time ... the last time she fell into the water, obviously not much time, suddenly no gas, even the pulse is gone! And came back to life, like a fraudulent corpse!"
Mu Yun thoughtfully, slowly nodded, "She does have some oddities ..."
"Could it have hit an evil spirit? Could she not be human?!" Mu Ling thought carefully, fear brought out on her face.
Mu Yun faintly glanced at her, "Don't be fine to scare yourself."
But ... this Mu Zi, indeed some evil.
Mu Yun could not think of a clue.
...
The paper-drunken Walker Casino, brilliantly lit, it is filled with wine and beauty, with a throw of money in a big gamble, so that the lost people inverted the day and night, forgetting the time.
Du Hao rushed here, holding an exquisite bamboo basket in his arms.
The basket is only as big as a soup bowl, with a lid, can't see what's inside, and the two sides of the handles are tied with red silk, very auspicious.
About a quarter of an hour later, this ancient and festive basket was placed on Murong Cheng's table.
Wang Zhan deliberately washed his hands and put on a pair of white gloves, and with a respectful and serious look, he opened the lid of the basket-
After seeing what was inside, the expression on Wang Zhan's face, there was a hint of collapse ...
"This is the ... Three-Eyed Crow?" The corner of Wang Zhan's mouth twitched, and there was an impulse to paste each other's face with shit.
This is the three-eyed, godly, crow that is worth eight million dollars?
--There was a fleshy fledgling bird in the carrier, the little thing's eyes were tightly closed, its head was bare, and it didn't have a few hairs on its body, so it was obviously not long after it had broken out of its shell.
No matter how you looked at it, you couldn't see the aura of a divine crow!
Instead, it looked like a broiler!
Du Hao, however, had a longing look on his face, looking at the "Divine Crow" with admiration, and said, "Right now, it's already past their breeding period, and it's really not easy to find this nest, this chick is the strongest in the nest, so as long as it's raised properly, it will surely become an excellent Spirit Protector in the future. "
"This, this, this this ..." Wang Zhan looked at the bald hairy bird, and then looked at Murong Cheng, "Master, this ... this bird ..."
Is this bird really not pulled out of any pheasant nest?
Murong Cheng gazed at the wailing chick in the nest and tentatively stretched out his hand-
"Master Rong, beware na." Du Hao warned in a low voice, "This bird hasn't recognized its master yet."
Once a crow recognizes its master, it will be the only one in its life and will not change again.
Murong Cheng withdrew his hand, his gaze still resting on the young bird.
"As long as this bird is raised ...," Murong Cheng said slowly and thoughtfully, "the soul will no longer easily leave the body ... she will truly come alive? "
"Yes, the phenomenon of the soul leaving the body is called 'shock', especially when encountering a scenario that is close to the time of death, it is most likely to occur 'shock'." Du Hao nodded back, "With this three-eyed raven, in a short period of three years, or six years, the person who has returned his soul can be no different from a living person."