One Hundred Thousand Reasons For Krypton Gold

"Xiao Yu...does Fang Xieshou want to resurrect someone?"

After reading those records, Sheng Mingsui immediately thought of Ling Qiong.

Ling Qiong didn't say anything else to him, only that Fang Xieshou had harmed her, but her body was still there...

"Um."

"So you are his chosen body?"

Sheng Mingsui began to pinch his palm again.

Ling Qiong pressed his hand: "Brother?"

"No...it's okay." Sheng Mingsui said, "We will definitely be able to get your body back."

Ling Qiong squeezed her fingers into his, interlocking her fingers, "En."

…

Bai Jin sent news that what Fan Yuan put in the teacher's cup was corpse oil.

He also said that there might be a problem with the talisman, and it should not be an anti-curse rune to drive away all evil.

But what exactly it is is yet to be determined.

With Sheng Mingsui watching over her, the teacher recovered very well and could be discharged from the hospital after a few days of staying.

Sheng Mingsui picked up the teacher from the hospital and sent the teacher home all the way.

When chatting with the teacher, the teacher suddenly mentioned Fan Yuan.

Said that one of his paintings was recently auctioned for a high price.

The teacher also showed Sheng Mingsui the painting.

"Your brother's painting skills have improved a lot recently." The teacher sighed, "I hope he can draw well and don't go astray again."

Sheng Mingsui always felt a little strange looking at the painting.

But what was so strange, Sheng Mingsui couldn't tell.

Since that incident, Fan Yuan's paintings have been fired at high prices one after another, and the name Fan Yuan has become famous for a while.

The teacher already has prestige in the circle, and Fan Yuan is his disciple.

Fan Yuan is like a duck to water.

Sheng Mingsui was afraid that Fan Yuan would attack his teacher again, so he would go there every now and then.

Fan Yuan was probably busy with other things, and didn't do anything to harm the teacher again.

There was no progress on Lingqiong's side either.

Fang Xieshou was elusive, she searched several places with him, but couldn't find her body.

Fang Xieshou is also a thief, it is difficult to catch him.

…

"I really didn't expect that the meeting was fine before, why suddenly..."

"This man, he's been like this all his life, if he doesn't, he won't."

"Pity……"

Ling Qiong accompanies Sheng Mingsui to a funeral.

This is a very powerful painter, a bigwig in the circle, it is said that he was in good health before, who knows how long he suddenly passed away.

Ling Qiong saw Bai Jin coming in with a middle-aged man from afar.

The middle-aged man had a little twitch. Although he was wearing ordinary clothes, he gave off a sense of immortality, a bit like someone from the Taoist sect.

The middle-aged man next to Bai Jin saw Ling Qiong first, as if he wanted to do something, Bai Jin said something to Ling Qiong.

Bai Jin brought that person over.

The middle-aged man looked at Ling Qiong as if he was looking at a mischievous enchantress, ready to kill her at any time.

"This is the dead wood Taoist priest of Qinghe Temple." Bai Jin took the initiative to introduce.

Sheng Mingsui was a little nervous, so he took a step forward and blocked Ling Qiong: "Hello, Daoist Deadwood."

The dead wood said with a stern face, "Humans and ghosts have different paths, don't be greedy."

Sheng Mingsui: "..."

Ling Qiong poked her head out from behind Sheng Mingsui, and looked curiously at the dead priest.

"Preacher Dead Wood doesn't mean anything else." Bai Jin said, "Mr. Sheng also knows the old man?"

Sheng Mingsui was still protecting Ling Qiong, and said: "We have met each other a few times before, thanks to the guidance of senior."

The old gentleman had some connections with the Bai family, and his family said that something was wrong with the old gentleman's death.

But the doctor couldn't find anything,

That's why Bai Jin came today.

"In this case, let's go in together. How about Mr. Sheng's proposal?"

Sheng Mingsui glanced at the dead tree priest and nodded in agreement.

After Bai Jin and Sheng Mingsui finished talking, Ling Qiong touched the side of the dead tree priest without paying attention.

"This Taoist priest, why can you see me?" Ling Qiong asked very politely.

Withered wood Taoist eyes are not friendly, "what's so strange?" This little devil is so brave, he dared to talk to him!

"Normal people can't see me."

"I'm not an ordinary person."

"I mean ordinary people like you, people in the Taoist sect, unless I take the initiative to show up, they can't see me."

Withered Wood Daoist paused slightly in his heart, he didn't look at the spirit body too closely just now.

Only then did I realize that something seemed wrong.

The dead wood Taoist looked her up and down, counted her fingers, and said, "Are you a living soul?"

Sheng Mingsui happened to hear this, "What does the dead wood Taoist mean?"

"It's just that she's not dead yet, but her soul has left her body." Daoist Dead Wood said, "How could it be that the living soul left her body, and it will slowly dissipate before returning to her body in time. Why do you look so solid?"

The living souls he has seen are like a wisp of smoke, which will disappear at any time.

This is completely like a normal person, and this is the first time he has seen it!

Ling Qiong murmured, "Maybe I'm lucky."

Sheng Mingsui: "Would it be possible for Xiao Yu to come back to life as long as she finds her body?"

Deadwood Daoist: "In theory, it is, but if you leave your body for too long, it will not be so easy."

…

Sheng Mingsui was absent-minded as he thought about what Taoist Deadwood said.

"Junior brother, are you here too?"

Hearing Fan Yuan's voice, Sheng Mingsui came back to his senses and looked around.

With a smile on his face, Fan Yuan asked kindly: "Junior brother, how is the teacher recently?"

There were a lot of people coming and going, and Fan Yuan had become famous recently, so he didn't dare to show his face at this time.

Sheng Mingsui's pupils shrank slightly.

How dare he mention the teacher...

"I've been too busy recently, so I don't have time to see the teacher." Fan Yuan didn't notice that something was wrong with Sheng Mingsui, "I'll go to see the teacher after I finish my work."

After Fan Yuan finished speaking, Sheng Mingsui still hadn't responded, so he asked again: "Junior Brother, how is Teacher?"

"The teacher is very good." Sheng Mingsui sullenly said.

Fan Yuan nodded as if he was relieved: "Okay, why not come with me, junior brother, I just happen to..."

"Brother doesn't like me, why force yourself."

Fan Yuan was slightly taken aback.

He wouldn't refute himself like this before...

How dare you choke with him today?

Fan Yuan glanced around and smiled with the corners of his mouth open: "What did the younger brother say, I promised the teacher that I will take good care of you."

"Don't bother senior brother."

Sheng Mingsui turned around and left, Fan Yuan's expression froze.

Just as Fan Yuan was about to leave, he stepped on something, staggered and fell into the nearby bushes.

Ling Qiong crossed her hips, looked at Fan Yuan's distressed appearance, snorted softly, and vented her anger at Zai Zai first.

…

Sheng Mingsui went to the bathroom, and when he came out, he met Daoist Deadwood.

Taoist Deadwood seemed to be chasing someone, seeing him, he immediately asked: "Mr. Sheng, did you see someone running over?"

"without."

Daoist Withered Wood looked to both sides, reckoning that he would not be able to catch up, so he didn't continue to chase.

The purpose of Bai Jin bringing him here today is to check if there is anything unusual about the old man's death.

He and Bai Jin went to check on the old man's bedroom just now.

Who knew there was someone in the bedroom.

The man heard the movement and ran from the window.

Withered wood Taoist priest chased the man downstairs, and then lost track of where he met Sheng Mingsui.

"Xiao Yu, did you see it?" Sheng Mingsui asked Ling Qiong.

"No, I went to see my brother..."

Sheng Mingsui: "..."