"Thank you, Mrs. Zhuo, Mrs. Zhuo." Pei Zhanqiu said quickly. At this moment, he naturally would not think that Zhuo Yuanqing is Zhuo Jingning's daughter. Zhuo Jingning is a human being. How could he have a ghost daughter?

Besides, Daoren Lu had already said what he said very clearly.

People pills are precious to mortals, but they are completely useless. After taking them, they can be used as ghosts for a few days, and then because of their high decay, they only leave a pair of dead bones.

After getting this thing, you can only offer it to the ghosts in your home.

Among them, this human pill has a far better effect on monsters than that of ghosts. However, compared with ghost hearts, the little fox is so excited, just because the fox is the one who benefits the most after taking the human pill.

You can save any foxes and ghosts for half a century of practice!

Renwan was not a rare thing, but the method of making it was lost from this world with the fall of the former Heavenly Fox, Ghost and God.

Pei Zhanqiu quickly put away the wine pot.

Ghost heart is dirty!

This is the most precious gift he has received today!

"Mr. Zhuo is such a big deal, his heart is dirty and bloody..." Dao Ren Lu couldn't help but say to Zhuo Jingning.

This ghost heart is naturally two drops of blood that a ghost heart carries. It is nothing to Daoren Lu, but for ordinary ghost monsters, a drop of ghost heart blood can make them snake-level ghost monsters!

If an ordinary ghost wants to become a snake-level ghost, it is probably equivalent to a mortal who wants to practice, and it depends on his face. If he is lucky, he will become a snake-level ghost casually. If he is lucky, he will always be an ordinary ghost.

Very precious!

And being able to send out two drops of ghost heart blood at will means that this person has a ghost heart in his hand!

And it's definitely not yours.

Who will dig out his heart to get blood?

"I was lucky enough to eat it, and there were still one or two drops of dirty blood that she looked down upon." Although Zhuo Jingning didn't know when the little fox was prepared, he responded with a little thought.

When Daoren Lu nodded when he heard Zhuo Jingning say this, he was only a little moved.

Not to mention the devil's heart is dirty and bloody, he doesn't like the devil's heart.

His vision is not comparable to that of Lan Xiucai.

He just felt that Pei Zhanqiu was lucky. He suffered a lot in order to become a snake-level ghost. It was not until he got the title of Daoren Lu that he had the best of his hardships and had a smooth journey to the present.

Daoren Lu also has a ghost heart, and he has two, one of his own, and the other is lucky and got it easily, but that is to be left for Han Xiang.

So it is not given away any blood from ghosts, it is too expensive here.

He only gave two pieces of yellow paper, and he drew a little man with red notes on the yellow paper, which was very simple.

"Thank you, fellow Daoist Lu, for giving the Dharma." Pei Zhanqiu was also very excited to receive these two pieces of yellow paper, because these were two ghost techniques. If he only needed to cremate, he would be able to obtain the two ghost techniques to practice.

Daoren Lu smiled. He originally wanted to give one, but after the little fox gave two drops of ghostly blood, Pei Zhanqiu was destined to become a snake-level ghost, so he had more investment value.

What if Pei Zhanqiu has the opportunity to become their seventh person in a day?

After the funeral, the monks and Taoists left directly after giving the gift. After giving the gift, Zhuo Jingning made an appointment with Han Xiang to do something and left the valley.

It was still daytime when I came, but it was already midnight when I went there.

Because he expected that a ghost would appear this time, Zhuo Jingning did not ride the old horse, but an ordinary horse. Zhuo Jingning wrapped one hand around the little fox's waist and asked her to sit in front, while the other hand was pulling the reins.

The strengthening of his physique gave his eyes the ability to have night vision.

The little fox leaned in Zhuo Jingning's arms. Listening to the steady heartbeat, she couldn't help but rub her little head gently.

"Don't learn from cats." Zhuo Jingning spoke.

The little fox doesn't care and continues to rub it.

"Don't learn from dogs."

The little fox stopped rubbing and patted Zhuo Jingning. He snorted lightly, then stretched out his five fingers and grabbed the horse's butt.

The horse was in pain and ran wildly in an instant.

Zhuo Jingning tried his best to stabilize the reins. When he arrived at the county yard, he saw the horse's butt and found that there were five blood scabs that had not yet solidified. He shook his head slightly and asked the yamen runners to take medicine for the horse immediately. Don't go out in the near future, and cultivate well in the horse shed.

Taking a shower and changing clothes, wearing pajamas, Zhuo Jingning returned to the house and preparing to rest.

His work and schedule are still very regular.

But at this time Li Wanshu walked in and he reached out to hug her.

"Why, have you drunk too much?" Li Wanshu glanced at him and then began to untie his belt.

“No drinking.”

In fact, this was riding a horse with the little fox. The horse ran too fast and was pushed out. And it happened that there were many days when I didn't touch Li Wanshu.

Zhuo Jingning hugged Li Wanshu and went to the bed.

"Qing'er is not asleep yet." Li Wanshu said softly. The backyard of the yamen is not big, with only a few rooms. She is afraid that there will be too much noise. There were originally two rooms far away, but unfortunately, the two rooms were filled with gold and silver by Zhuo Jingning, and the doors were locked on weekdays.

"Then you help me first." Zhuo Jingning leaned into her ear and whispered.

Li Wanshu glanced at him, but was very obedient and lowered his head.

...

The next day.

Early in the morning, Zhuo Jingning called the little fox and asked her to accompany him to the governor's yamen.

"Hmph, don't go."

This was as expected by Zhuo Jingning, so he moved it to the advantage: "There will never be only one in the world. Han Xiang can send it out, which means it is not an extremely rare thing and is not very useful to him. So he should know where to get it. If this matter is done, he can tell the truth."

"Okay, that girl is reluctant to accompany you." The little fox immediately changed his words.

"You are really there." Zhuo Jingning sighed a little.

"You're so verbose."

Zhuo Jingning asked the yamen runners to prepare gifts and went to the governor's yamen. At this point, before Fatty Zhu got up, Zhuo Jingning was waiting in the living room. As for the little fox, he sent him to inquire about the monster that Fatty Zhu worshipped.

When the sun was on the verge of noon, the little fox had already inquired, but Fatty Zhu had not yet gotten up.

I might as well die of sleep.

Zhuo Jingning said goodbye.

On the way, he asked the little fox: "What kind of ghost is that?"

"You know."

"I know?" Zhuo Jingning was surprised.

"The last time the ghost of the painted skin was not dead. The painted skin fell into Zhu Shichang's hands and was worshipped by him day and night. With the blood sacrifice every other month, he recovered some vitality."

Zhuo Jingning raised his eyebrows, and is worthy of being a ghost who paints the skin. He is one of the main characters in the plot of Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio. His vitality is really tenacious.

"Let's go back and see this monster." Zhuo Jingning said decisively.

The little fox grabbed Zhuo Jingning's hand and directly used the ghost technique. The two disappeared in an instant, and at the same time they turned into shadows. The two appeared in a room in the backyard of the governor's yamen.

The incense smells strong in the room. A painting with a green ghost was hung high on the wall. Suddenly, the blue ghost smelled the strange smell and immediately opened his eyes and showed an angry look.
Chapter completed!